No one understands what Xia Shang's joking attitude means at this moment. And no one believes the visions Xia Shang talks about.
Zhang Kui half-squinted his eyes, not thinking about what would happen in the future, but he was extremely dissatisfied with Xia Shang's attitude. Because all he could read from Xia Shang's eyes was that he didn't care about himself. The person in front of him really didn't care about himself.
In the eyes.
For Zhang Kui, this was by no means a good experience.
"There are so many benefits to whitening in the world! What's the purpose of giving you money here?" With that, Zhang Kui turned behind him and shouted to the beggars, "Please be more considerate and don't be fooled by this person. Take it."
We only have money to do things for others, but what if we are asked to kill people and set fire to them?"
As soon as the voice stopped, the beggars outside looked at me and I looked at you. If Zhang Kui hadn't said that, I'm afraid I would have called you a fool at this moment.
"Even if you kill people and set fires, you may not get a tael of silver."
"Yes! If anyone wants to give me a tael of silver, I will do whatever it takes for him."
The crowd began to talk. Everyone is afraid of Zhang Kui, but they are also afraid of money. With money in your hands, you can do anything. Why are you afraid of offending you, Zhang Kui?
When Zhang Kui saw no one responding, he felt angry, but he had no choice but to look back at Xia Shang, glaring at each other angrily.
Xia Shang still smiled, calmly and calmly.
This kind of expression is the most unbearable for Zhang Kui. It seems as if his emotions cannot be valued by the other person, as if he will always be inferior in the other person's eyes and will never be able to enter the other person's field of vision.
Xia Shang shrugged: "Look, I didn't force them to do anything."
"Then what's your purpose?"
"My request is very simple. I hope that the beggar who received the money can help me spread some words. I want to let the whole Yangzhou know, and the faster the better."
"Send a message? What message?"
"You didn't take my money, so you don't have to worry about what you want to pass on?"
"Do you think you can convince me like this? Do you think I will be tempted by a few taels of silver?!"
"What about a mere few thousand taels?"
"A few thousand taels?"
Everyone listening around was stunned.
Thousands of taels!
A group of beggars would never dream of having so much money. Someone bribes a beggar with thousands of taels. Isn't this a daydream?
Zhang Kui also didn't believe it and stretched out his hand: "Bring me a few thousand taels of silver."
"Give it to you now? Can you take it? Can you bear it? You are just a beggar, how much are you worth? Do you really think I gave you thousands of taels of silver for free? Don't urinate and take a look, you
Is this okay now?"
Zhang Kui blushed when he was told that he was outnumbered when he was a beggar. He didn't react when he was scolded, but he was right to the point, which was much more embarrassing than going out to beg for food.
"What do you want me to do?"
Xia Shang took out a piece of silver and said, "This is fifty taels of silver. Just take it as a greeting gift. If you can handle today's affairs for me, I will leave everything to you in the future!"
Zhang Kui hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and took the money: "Don't look down on me, I will take care of this matter today! What message do you want to spread? Just say it, I will definitely lead a lot of brothers under me to do it for you.
All right!"
…
The discussion in the ruined temple continued. On the eaves of the ruined temple, a figure was lying on his stomach. He opened a tile and secretly looked at what was going on inside.
The roof of the ruined temple is extremely high, and the distance between them is too great, so the conversation of everyone in the temple cannot be heard.
The person watching remained motionless, genuinely doubtful in his heart, and suddenly his eyes froze.
There was a lively conversation in the temple below, but for some reason, a group of beggars below surrounded Xia Shang.
The situation happened so suddenly that the people watching did not react at all. When he realized it, Xia Shang had already knocked down three or five beggars and rushed out of the temple.
No one knew what happened, but it suddenly started to rain.
The summer rain in July is fierce.
A perfectly sunny day suddenly changes. I don’t know where the clouds come from, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Rolling muffled thunder washes in with rain like cotton threads.
Xia Shang rushed out from the beggars, as if exerting all his strength, he stepped on the yard and couldn't stand still. He fell over, rolled several times, and slipped down the garbage street washed by the rain.
The embarrassment is indescribable.
"Brothers, this guy is shameless, come together and kill him!"
Following the sound, Zhang Kui rushed out of the temple with a stick in his hand. His eyes were angry and his tone was irritable. It was clear from a glance that they had not reached an agreement.
The beggars in Zhazi Street all listened to Zhang Kui. When Zhang Kui yelled like this, at least half of the beggars started to move, and one by one they began to gear up and move closer to Xia Shang.
Even if Xia Shang has three heads and six arms, he is no match for so many beggars. If he is surrounded, he will definitely not get a good harvest.
So he stood up immediately, turning around and running away without caring about his embarrassment.
The door was blocked, so Xia Shang had to climb over the wall to clear the courtyard of the ruined temple, and then rushed into the main street of Zhazi Street. Fortunately, the beggars gathered in the temple and did not chase them out for a while. There was no one in Zhazi Street.
There was only the sound of patter of rain.
Xia Shang did not stop and left Zhazi Street in embarrassment as no one was around.
…
The spring rain is gentle and silent, and the summer rain continues on a moonlit night.
This heavy rain came unprepared and I don’t know when it will end.
The streets in Yangzhou city were full of people running around in a hurry, shops and vendors closed their stalls, and customers also left hastily. Seeing that the day's life was about to close early.
At the Juxian Inn not far from Zhazi Street, the guests in the store saw the rain getting heavier and everyone packed up and went upstairs to take a rest. The shopkeeper began to count today's harvest, the abacus was clicking, and there was a boy at the door.
I closed the door and yawned, feeling happy about the rain.
The boy was distracted when he suddenly felt a gust of smelly wind blowing by, and a man covered in mud and looking like a beggar appeared at his door.
"Where did this beggar come from? It stinks so much, get out of the way."
"Stay in the hotel."
"We're closed here, it's full..."
The boy's dissatisfaction only lasted for a moment. When he saw a shining ingot of gold in the rain curtain, he froze.
"A room in the upper room, a table of food and wine, boil some hot water, and give me some nice clothes. The rest is yours."
After finishing speaking, Xia Shang opened the door and walked straight in.
The shopkeeper who was fiddling with the abacus looked impatient when he saw Xia Shang's appearance. He was about to say something, but when he saw the gold in the young man's hand, he immediately grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears.
"Quick, hurry up and help this man."
The boy responded, ran to Xia Shang and led him upstairs: "Master, please come in."
An hour later, Xia Shang had eaten and drank enough, took a bath, changed his clothes, and lay down on the bamboo woven bed.
The window beside the bed was open, and rain came in from time to time.
Xia Shang looked out the window and saw the low houses on Zhazi Street, gloomy in the rain, with corruption everywhere. Looking at it now, he realized why it was ignored and despised by people. It was really the same as Yangzhou's.