The peonies bloom in true national beauty, and the golden fragrant flowers compete with the exotic beauty.

Wu Jingmo took the cluster of small flowers from Lu Chengfeng's hand and looked at it carefully. After a while, he raised his head and asked, "Is this Phnom Penh Daphne?"

"Correct answer!" Lu Chengfeng gave him a thumbs up and said with a bright smile.

"How clever! Brother Chengfeng, did you just throw a golden-edged daphne flower into the culvert?" Wu Jingmo said with surprise, and gave Lu Chengfeng a thumbs up.

"Exactly! This golden-edged Daphne flower is a rare flower, comparable to peonies, but not as delicate as peonies. It can still bloom in these nine cold days. With it, we are really like a god's help!" Lu Chengfeng grinned proudly.

Said with a smile.

"Exactly! In Beijing, it has always been a fashion to plant peonies, crabapples, wintersweet and other flowers for ornamental purposes, but few people love this golden-edged daphne! Therefore, there are dozens of hundreds of canals and rivers in the capital. We only need to pay attention to the ones that have them.

This is where the figure of Daphne on the edge of Phnom Penh is! Beijing is so big, I am worried about finding a needle in a haystack!"

Wu Jingmo slapped his head and said with great joy.

"It's just that the workload is still huge! It's probably not easy to keep an eye on dozens or hundreds of waterways across Beijing! How much manpower it will take!" Lu Chengfeng sighed and said in confusion.

"At least there is a little more hope!" Wu Jingmo's eyes rekindled the light of hope, and he took Lu Chengfeng's arm and said, "Let's go! Let's call someone to search for it!"

"Report! Good news! Good news!" A soldier ran towards them in a hurry.

"What's going on? Have you caught anyone suspicious?" Wu Jingmo said with bright eyes.

"It's the little beggar who woke up!" the soldier replied happily.

"He's awake! Is he still in Yipin Pavilion?" Lu Chengfeng hurriedly stepped forward to help the soldier up and asked.

"Reporting to His Majesty the Emperor, that's right! Because the little beggar was seriously injured and lost too much blood, the doctor told him not to move him, otherwise the boys would have carried him to the Jingzhao Yin Mansion!" The soldiers in the palace thought that the emperor

Sun Yao scolded them for not doing things well and quickly explained.

"It doesn't matter, let's go and see him now!" Lu Chengfeng secretly laughed in his heart. Yipin Pavilion is nearby and can be reached in a few minutes' walk. At this moment, he was racing against time. It was a good thing that he was not carried to Jingzhao Yin's mansion.

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Lu Chengfeng quickly jogged and arrived at Yipin Pavilion.

I saw that the poor child was lying on his side on the makeshift wooden bed under the stairs. He had changed into clean clothes, with a circle of white gauze wrapped around his back, and his dirty little face had been washed clean.

He was clean, but his face was as white as a piece of paper, and the blood had lost its color. He was resting his mind with half-closed eyes.

As soon as the child saw Lu Chengfeng rushing into the door, it was as if he were meeting his biological father and mother, and he burst into tears.

Lu Chengfeng sat on the edge of the wooden bed distressedly and carefully stroked his back.

The child hugged his waist and cried even harder than before.

"It's okay, it's okay, he's still alive! Don't cry until the wound collapses, or it will hurt again!" Lu Chengfeng pinched the child's little face and comforted him with a smile.

"Yes." The child nodded repeatedly, raised his little hand and wiped his tears with his cuffs several times, and then gradually calmed down.

"Let me ask you, where were you injured by whom?" Lu Chengfeng asked in a gentle tone, "Don't be afraid, my name is Lu Chengfeng, my home is in Prince Mian's Mansion in the west of the city, this is my friend, his name is Wu Jing

Mo is the son of Jing Zhaoyin. If you tell us everything that happened in detail, we will definitely protect you!"

The little beggar listened to his sincere words, and his eyes were full of encouragement. Moreover, this man often gave him food, so he must be a good person. He had some affection for Lu Chengfeng in his heart, so he mustered up the courage to explain.

Come.

"My parents died when I was very young, and there is no one else in the family. I can only wander in the city and be a beggar. The ruined Temple of the City God on Nanshi Street is my home! There is also my uncle! There are many like

People like us! But uncle, uncle, he was killed!"

"Were you killed? Were you killed in the City God's Temple? Did you see it with your own eyes?" Lu Chengfeng and Wu Jingmo looked at each other in tacit understanding and asked again.

The little beggar nodded obediently, but with anger burning in his eyes, he clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the wooden board he was lying on.

"Yes! I saw it with my own eyes! There was no one in the temple at that time. Everyone went out to beg for food. Only my uncle and I didn't go! I kept running to the hut because I had a stomachache. Once, when I was going to the hut

On the way, in the backyard, I saw the old uncle looking flustered and sneaky, so I quietly hid behind the wall and watched from a distance. I saw him throwing a hemp rope into the dry well in the courtyard.

Go down, I was about to go over and ask him what he wanted to do, but unexpectedly, he pulled someone up from the well! It was this person! As soon as he came up, he wiped the old man's neck!"

It turned out that the exit was a dry well in the Chenghuang Temple!

Lu Chengfeng and Wu Jingmo exchanged a tacit look and asked, "Have you ever seen that person's face clearly?"

"No! The man was wearing night clothes and his face was covered. I couldn't see clearly what he looked like! However, the strange thing is that the man crawled out of the dry well, but his body was wet with water dripping down!

I just don’t understand. I’ve been staying in this ruined temple for several years, and I didn’t even know there was water in the well?”

The little beggar frowned slightly, looked at Lu Chengfeng with innocent and doubtful eyes, and said.

"Sure enough!" Lu Chengfeng slapped his thigh hard and shouted.

"Then have you ever clearly seen the shape of that person? How long is he? Is he tall or short? Is he fat or thin?" Wu Jingmo asked.

"Before I had time to pay attention, he discovered me! So I ran all the way, and the man chased me all the way! I took a path around to the back door of Jiangfu, and then crossed the alley. I thought, when I got to the street

If he goes to a crowded place, he won’t dare to commit murder on the street!”

The little beggar's eyes rolled roundly as he said.

"He's a smart kid!" Cheng Feng praised the kid as he gently knocked on his head.

Then, he asked again, "But, you were caught by her before you even left the alley, right? It wasn't until you met me later!"

After hearing this, the child's feeling of grievance and fear came to his mind again, and he hugged Lu Chengfeng's waist again, started to cry loudly, and squirmed in his mouth, and said intermittently, "Thank you, thank you so much, my benefactor!"

I, Xiao Guzi, Xiao Guzi makes cows and horses for you, but I also want to repay my benefactor for saving my life! Wuwuwuwu..."

"So your name is Xiao Guzi! You little guy, every time you take my food, you don't even leave me a name, but it's so hard for me to find you! Now I finally know your name! Xiao Guzi,

From now on, you can follow me to work as an errand in Xifu!"

Lu Chengfeng blew the bridge of the child's nose and said with a smile.

The little beggar bowed deeply to him three times, nodded, and smiled through his tears.

Judging from the look of this little guy, if you don't ask him to do something, he should be embarrassed to eat for free, otherwise he wouldn't retreat so quickly every time! Why not take him back to your house and become a dishwasher?
Chapter completed!