"You think of a way, get me away from me!"

A carriage was prepared outside the side gate of the Forbidden City. When leaving the palace, Old Dao Xi sneaked to Zhu Yunxi while the old man was not paying attention and spoke up and complained.

"I can't live this life. If this continues, I will be in a few days!"

At any time, this old Taoist smiles and doesn't care about anything, but why is it suddenly so bitter and grudged now?

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yunxi asked with a smile, "I heard that you are doing well in Grandpa's farm!"

"Not bad?" The old Taoist almost jumped up, "Master Dao is in dire straits, you said it's good!" As he said that, he looked at the back of the old man in front of him, and complained like a firecracker, "It's not dawn, it's not dawn, and that fool of Lan Xiaoer gets up and plays boxing and swords!"

"Master Dao asked him what he was doing, and he said that the warrior should start dancing when he smelled the chicken!"

"Master Dao, I'm lying in the quilt, and the blades are whistling outside the window!"

"It's finally easy for Lan Fool to stop practicing. Master Dao will sleep! Your old man came over with his hands and shoes on his back and shouted Master Dao to get up and work!"

"Only, Master Dao gets up a little slower..."

Zhu Yunsheng interrupted, "Grandpa Emperor beat you up?"

"He won't beat him, but he has a thug!" Xi Yingzhen was almost crying, "Lan Xiaoer, that fool, pulled Master Dao out of the quilt. If he didn't come out, he would use the soles of your old man's shoes to pat Master Dao. He really slapped my forehead. He pulled me early in the morning and took out the feces!"

He was already crying, "I took out the feces early in the morning. I poured the feces in the toilet into a large tank and stirred them evenly. I didn't even throw the soup... It was like mixing sesame paste..."

"Stop, stop talking, oh!" Zhu Yunxiu suddenly felt nauseous.

"You can't stand it. Master Dao, I live such a life every day!" Mr. Xi cried, "I can't eat it all day after I made it like this in the morning. After mixing it, I carried a bucket and poured it next to the ground."

"A little slower, your old man will change his face. Lan Xiaoer, seeing that your old man changes his face, he will touch Master Dao."

"Have you practiced it too? Are you resisting?" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "I dare not do anything in front of the old man, I can do something behind my back!"

"I... who can beat Lan Yu?" Xi Yingzhen was full of grief and anger and pointed at her swollen eyes, "This is his three-pointer!"

As he was about to go out and get on the carriage, Xi Yingzhen said anxiously, "Old Master, I have never asked you, Master. Please think of a way to get out of the sea of ​​suffering! Otherwise, I will torture them to death before the day of treating them!"

As he said that, his eyes suddenly turned red, "My Lord, I used to be idle clouds and wild cranes, and I was so comfortable to eat, drink and have fun. Now, let alone eat, drink and have fun, I can't even see wine. Your old man said, "Who farms are fine and drinks!"

"Okay, okay, I know, I will think of you in the future!" Zhu Yunsheng comforted with a smile.

Lan Yu has been a soldier under the old man's command all his life. No matter how good you are with him, he is also a soldier of the old man. What the old man is talking about is a military order, and there is no negotiation on beating you!

At this moment, the old man in front suddenly stopped, turned his head and said dissatisfiedly, "You can walk these two trails more difficult than women!" As he said, he turned his head, "Waiter!"

Lan Yu didn't say a word of nonsense, and turned around and grabbed Xi Yingzhen's collar, lifted it up and pulled it back.

"Hey!" Xi Yingzhen shouted, "Is it locked my throat again? Let go, let go!"

"What's your name?" Lan Yu looked straight, "I haven't left the palace yet!"

"Lan Xiaoer, remember, you still take the medicine I gave me. Do you believe that Master Dao adds more materials to you?" Xi Yingzhen cursed.

Lan Yu thought, "Add it! I'll ask my son to dig an extra hole next to my grave!"

"You..." Xi Yingzhen was speechless and looked back at Zhu Yunxiu with help.

But he was shocked to find that the Zhu family's grandson and grandson had already gotten on the carriage with laughter.

"Lan Xiaoer, do you treat Master Dao like this and your conscience hurt?" Xi Yingzhen continued, "Dao has never been bad for you!"

Lan Yu sighed slightly, "Old Master, it's your good fortune!" As he said that, he pulled the other party directly to the shaft of the carriage, "I don't understand life, and you don't understand life?"

~~~

The morning market that the old man said was just outside the gate of the capital.

It is also a city outside the city gate. It is difficult to live in the capital. Many poor people who cannot afford to buy houses, and the people who have settled here in the war years have relied on the city wall to find a place to build shacks to settle their homes.

Over time, it naturally forms the same size as the town. Gradually, there are more and more people. When there are more people, they will become angry and prosper.

There is no such thing as illegal construction in this year. No matter how much the officials oppress the people, they cannot use this to make a fuss. People build houses to shelter from the wind and rain, and there is a land without a border outside the city gate.

The government has demolished it, but where can the poor people live?

The reason is very simple. When people live, they have to sleep and have a home. Besides, they are still outside the city, not in the city.

Originally, the outside of the city was dirty and messy, and the government had achieved remarkable results in several times over the years. Not only was it as tidy as the inner city, but it also allowed all these poor people to settle down, so that they could find livelihoods and public security greatly improved.

In a blink of an eye, the carriage that the father and the others were on arrived outside the city.

As soon as I left the city gate, I heard the crowds of people outside, and the air was filled with various smells and smoke.

There are all kinds of hawking in the markets in the outer city, and nearby farmers are carrying fresh vegetables and the pigs they just killed. And there are many people who originally lived in the city, because the goods are good and the prices are cheap, so they bring their families to come.

So, Deng Ping, the guard who was driving the car, pulled his horse off the shaft and lifted the curtain, "Two masters, we are here!"

"Hiss!" The old man sniffed and smelled the complicated smell in the air, "This smell is so fucking exciting!"

Zhu Yunxiu also sniffed it, and always felt a stinky smell in the air. Looking along with the smell, a man was squatting in front of a stall, rubbing pig intestines in a large wooden basin.

There is also a large iron plate next to it and roast it on the fire. Rinse the washed intestines several times in water and place them directly on the iron plate. The oil of the Zlazla is emitted. The intestines of the iron plate are circled and look golden.

"Ha, good stuff!" The old man smiled and got out of the car with his cane. "Da Sun, come some?"

"Is this something early in the morning?" Zhu Yunsheng smiled, "Isn't it too oily!"

"I can't eat it!" The old man glanced at him and walked over slowly.

The closer you get, the more odor you smell, but there are many people around you. Many men are around the stall, stretching their necks to choose the roasted pig intestine. They stare at the boss's wife, constantly grinding the sizzling fat intestines with clips. There is also a big pot next to it, which is gushing up, and the braised large intestines floats in the brown soup.

"How to sell?" the old man asked loudly.

The man who washed his large intestine looked up and said, "It costs five cents a piece, so I'd like to choose whatever I want!"

One piece is just a piece of it. Nowadays, the internal organs are not worth much and are eaten by the poor. By the way, even the poor are reluctant to spend money on it.

"Good guy!" The old man smiled, "Is the pig intestine selling white flour buns at the price?"

"Old man, you're not right!" said the man who washed his intestine and smiled. "There is only my family selling this in the market." He said, shook his hands, "This thing is the most troublesome to deal with. If it's a little unclean, it will be full of stench."

"It takes time, effort and effort, just earn hard money!"

"Come on!" the old man laughed, "There is fat inside the medicine!"

Zhu Yunxi winked at Deng Ping, and the latter ran over and quickly loaded the money.

"This smell is too big, let's eat it!" Zhu Yunhao's hand was cut and grilled intestines, and the oily flowers on it were still sizzling. He pointed to a tea stall in the distance and spoke.

"Eat while walking! This thing is not delicious when it is cold." The old man was not afraid of being hot, so he grabbed a piece of it with white oil in it and put it in his mouth, "Oh, it smells good!" As he said, he turned around and said, "Waiter, try it!"

Lan Yu was not polite either, and went and ate while walking with the old man.

Just as I was eating happily, I suddenly heard a woman's scream coming from the front.
Chapter completed!