The Yu family's unwritten rules favoring beggars have always been somewhat mysterious.
Yu Qiansi, on the other hand, is even more devoted to being kind to beggars.
But the strange thing is that when she met a beggar, she would not refuse anyone who came, but he would only give her five cents.
Both generous and stingy.
At first, when some beggars saw her like this, they thought that if Fa'er came back to ask for money, she would not give it to them and would force them to work in exchange for the money.
As time passed, all the beggars in the capital reached a silent tacit understanding with Yu Qiansi.
If there was really no money to beg on a certain day, the beggars would hide outside the Yuli Pavilion and the Punishment Department, waiting for her to give her five cents in alms, and barely survive.
Therefore, some people say that what Yu Qiansi did was a rule of the Yu family.
Yu Qiansi thought for a long time and smiled: "It's... half true and half false."
She looked at her robe, hesitated for a moment, and finally raised her hand to neatly pull off Boyi's clothes and bandage his wounds. Her long eyelashes were as light as feather fans, and they were lightly cast under her eyes, covering the demon-like eyes.
Eyes that are as smart as spirit.
The injury was on the shoulder and chest. As the bandage moved, she moved closer and further away from him.
The messy hair brushed against his neck, his breath froze and he pursed his lips.
"Is it true or false?" He forced himself to stare at the lonely round altars in the corner, and he didn't even know what he was asking.
After fixing the bandage, she backed against the wall.
But where could she hide in the small circular cellar?
Seeing his dark eyes staring over her, she thought for a moment and her heart moved.
The meaning pointed out: "Beggars are the most righteous and selfish existence in the world."
"If someone is kind to them, they will protect them. If someone is sorry for them first, they will not be merciful."
Is this considered an advantage? Boyi is puzzled. What does this have to do with the Yu family and her?
"This is too absolute. If it were your family..."
"family?"
Suddenly hearing these two words, Yu Qiansi felt calm, but sneered and asked:
"What is family? Those who are tied together because of unchosen blood ties, who quarrel with each other every day, and who stab you in the back when you are not prepared, are family members?"
"I thought that Mr. Bo, who was born into a noble family, should understand the meaning of the word 'family' better than I do."
The words were cold to the bone and full of irony.
The atmosphere that had finally relaxed just now turned into ice again, and the water drops that dripped from time to time seemed to be frozen and did not fall for a long time.
Even if Shang Fu is here, he should understand what she means.
In Boyi's mind, even though her face was blurry, the woman who still made his heart warm was still his family.
Looking at the woman in front of him, the warmth in his heart turned into distress for no reason.
It must be something happening within the Yu family that hurt her, so it's no wonder she's alone in Beijing.
"I can understand, if you use yourself to save others..."
"You don't have to judge others by yourself." Yu Qiansi's words were as cold as ice.
"Others have preconceived ideas without my suffering, and their self-righteous and fake kindness is disgusting."
"Those who have never experienced the suffering of others, but wholeheartedly persuade others to do good, are the hypocritical people in this world."
"I don't judge others by myself, and others don't need to treat me in this way. Everyone has his own fate, and living his own life is enough."
Qianran's few words left him stunned in place.
If it was just a casual conversation, these few sentences would be a bit superficial.
He naturally knew what she meant: to keep himself out of his own business.
But...are these words not her true thoughts?
I can't tell whether I feel more bitter or distressed.
What on earth had she gone through to make her look so indifferent to these things?
No wonder...she never cared about her reputation in Beijing.
He acts freely and freely, and is moody and moody. Everything depends on his mood, and he always wears a false smile on his face.
These are indeed the behavior of beggars.
However, she is as tough as a clump of thin bamboo in the jungle.
She would put on a mask like a beggar and reject others thousands of miles away, but she would never spend her suffering like a beggar and beg for others' mercy. She would always rely on herself.
Even when she sees betrayal by her subordinates, she can deal with it with a smile. This is because she has never trusted them.
If you never express your sincerity, you will not be hurt, let alone sad.
Is it because she is so kind to Wang Song because Wang Song treats her sincerely?
Then if he treats her wholeheartedly, he will be better than Wang Song...
His thoughts turned to Wang Song, and somehow the image of the sachet came to mind.
Could it be that that thing was intended to be given to her? The time was just right.
The ice above his head defeated the condensation in the cellar, and in the warm night where the warmth spread, it finally turned into a drop of water that still carried the chill and fell on his forehead.
Boyi was startled, his mind connected with countless threads, and he looked at the woman with her back leaning against the wall, her eyes full of indifference, and suddenly remembered the question she asked him.
"If you hate someone very much, would you still keep her things?"
"I see!"
A sudden sound echoed in the cellar of Juyin, startling Yu Qiansi who was observing the surroundings.
She had no idea what was unusual about what she just said, let alone how it caused the thoughts of the person in front of her to swirl.
He just shook his slightly disgusted look away: Is this the sequelae of being with Shang Fu for a long time?
Boyi's dark eyes were bright, and he was full of joy because he kept up with her pace: "I know why you are so sure that the murderer's target is Wang Song!"
If Wang Song had really witnessed the terrifying scene of Liu Xiaoxing's face in Lingyun Pavilion, no matter how exquisite the embroidery was, he would definitely not have kept it.
What's more, how could a man buy a sachet to wear? It must be a gift.
In other words, Wang Song has never seen Liu Xiaoxing's true face.
Liu Xiaoxing was kicked out at noon, but she didn't go back until sunset. Something else must have happened in the meantime.
They didn't find any other sachets at Liu Xiaoxing's house... Maybe Wang Song bought the sachet in her hand at that time!
If it was not purchased at Lingyunge, it would naturally not appear on the list.
But a name that shouldn't appear on the roster is obviously there, so there is something wrong!
Yu Qiansi pursed her lips, puzzled.
Is this worthy of being so happy?
But...it's not too stupid.
She had already seen through the murderer's purpose after listening to what the young master said in the Jian Reading Hall.
Therefore, no matter what the cost, she must find the murderer as soon as possible.
After checking her surroundings, she touched the semi-curved wall beside her. There were fine carving marks on it.
A smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes overflowed with color.
"I would like to thank the murderer for his trust. He seems to be extremely sure that I can find him within three days."
Boyi felt that he couldn't keep up with her rhythm again.
Seeing her actions, he also pretended to touch the wall.
It's wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, and I understand it again.
"This is...the method of digging cellars on the prairie!"