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Chapter 234 Little People, Big Rivers and Lakes VI

Yangskin Street is located in the west area of ​​Jinling City. It is a street one mile long and two feet wide. It is the main street in the west area of ​​the city. Many of the alleys are connected to the Yangskin Street. There are no bustling high-rise buildings in the entire west area of ​​the city.

There are no decent restaurants or inns here, they are all low-rise earthen houses with tiled roofs. But there is a special feature of Sheepskin Street, that is, if you want to buy high-quality and low-priced goods, you must come to this street to try it out.

In addition to early breakfast stalls, there are also some shops selling rouge, gouache, and some daily necessities on this street. It should be said that this is an area where relatively poor people live.

There are no less than a dozen alleys that run through it, but they all have one characteristic. The alleys are not wide, less than a foot wide. Some alleys are straight, and some are winding.

There is a small alley at the end of the Yangpi Street, which has become a restricted area in this area, namely the Buyi Alley and the lower tile-roofed mud houses on both sides of the Buyi Alley.

There is a pond between Buyi Alley and the nearest alley, so the tiled houses and mud houses in Buyi Alley and Buyi Alley appear more abrupt and unique. It is this pond that is neither big nor small that makes this Buyi Alley even more abrupt and unique.

The lane is separated from the other lanes and houses on Yangpi Street, forming two areas that are not obvious.

Except for the people living in Buyi Alley who go out, it is rare to see residents in other alleys going to Buyi Alley, but the people in Buyi Alley are familiar with the people in other alleys. No, the Lin family

Madam's tofu curd is a special feature of this sheepskin street, as well as the pig's trotters braised by Madam Xiao's own hands. The reputation has spread to the south of the city, but it is unknown whether it has spread to the palace. Also

The Liu family's meat buns are even more outstanding. When you bite into it, in addition to the meaty aroma that fills your mouth, there are also greasy soup stains inside. If you bite accidentally, the soup stains will splash onto your face.

The clothes cannot be cleaned no matter how much I wash them.

As for why people in other alleys don’t go to Buyi Alley, it’s still a mystery. No one knows why. Maybe besides the weird people in Buyi Alley, there should be other factors. But the sales in Buyi Alley

The omnivorous snacks add a lot of color to this sheepskin street.

Li Chenglong ran out of the crowd and stopped his steps. The old yellow dog just now could not even be seen, so he knew that it would be useless to chase him like this, so he had to stop his steps. He knew that this sheepskin

The direction at the other end of the street was a mysterious place, a place that even he didn't dare to think about, and that was the palace.

In desperation, he had no choice but to curse and walk back. Although he was still thinking about the wild dog, he was thinking about how to kill the wild dog and have a good meal of dog meat. Wishes are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Li Chenglong

He couldn't even catch the dog, which indeed aroused the endless anger in his heart. He must change his name when he goes back, he thought viciously in his heart.

At this time, the early sun has risen, and golden rays of light are pouring down, bathing in the early winter sunshine, making people feel infinitely comfortable. The vast crowd gradually becomes lively, shouting loudly.

, coupled with the morning fog that has not yet dissipated, Sheepskin Street has begun its lively day again.

Li Chenglong couldn't bring up any interest, and walked listlessly among the people. In fact, he was really hungry. He just touched the flat money bag in his arms, and there was not even a copper plate in it.

He had no choice but to walk around with his head down. Although he could shamelessly ask the old man from the Liu family to get one or two buns on credit, but yesterday he patted his chest and said that he would treat the old man from the Liu family to eat from the lady of the Xiao family.

The scene of braised pig's trotters was still echoing in his mind. How dare he show his face in front of Old Man Liu now? He had promised to win tomorrow, but now, alas, it was so embarrassing.

When passing Old Man Liu's stall, Li Chenglong lowered his head subconsciously, but the smell of meat and soup went straight into his nostrils, making him swallow his saliva.

I had no choice but to lower my head even lower, out of sight and calm in my heart.

Li Chenglong, who was walking with his head lowered, avoided the old man from his hometown who was shouting hard. He was secretly frustrated and a little complacent and quickened his pace, otherwise he would be caught by the old man Liu and teased again.

The number of people began to increase, and as he quickened his pace and spent the night gambling, he inevitably felt a little dazed.

Without paying attention, he bumped into someone in front of him. "Who dares to block your Master Li's way?" Subconsciously, Li Chenglong opened his mouth to curse, but he raised his head and saw clearly the person who was hit.

That person's face suddenly turned pale.

I saw a middle-aged man standing in front of me, about forty years old, wearing a long green cloth dress, dressed as a scholar, with a thin face showing a tough demeanor. The man was staring at him with a pair of eyes that looked at the world, and he

The pair of slender palms were stroking the long beard under his chin, and the man had a smile on his face that made him feel the slightest chill. He was not angry and intimidating, motionless as a mountain, with a stern smile, but it was the middle-aged scribe who

The best portrayal of the time.

His eyes passed over the middle-aged scribe and settled on another person next to the middle-aged scribe. The man was about fifty years old. Although the man was wearing cloth clothes, he could clearly see the lower corners of the cloth clothes.

The Yin Rong's luxurious satin brocade clothes were exposed. The man's body was slightly burlier than the middle-aged scribe. He had a pair of red phoenix eyes flying upward. The most eye-catching thing was that there was a mole the size of a soybean at the corner of the man's mouth. He raised his hand.

There was a majesty accumulated over the years from his feet. Li Chenglong recognized this person. Although he did not recognize the middle-aged scribe in blue shirt, he understood the meaning when he saw that the man in common clothes was half a body behind the scribe.

The identity of a young scribe must be extraordinary.

Because he recognized the man in his fifties who was clothed in civilian clothes. He was the chief historian of Jingzhao Mansion in Jinling, which meant that this man belonged to Jingzhao Mansion and was also the fourth-in-command of Jingzhao Mansion. There was also Jingzhao Mansion above him.

Fuyin, Fengyi on the left and Fufeng on the right, were able to have a fifth-rank official from the Gyeonggi Province follow them, which shows that this middle-aged scribe must be a high-ranking official.

It was precisely because he knew the chief historian of Jingzhao Mansion that Li Chenglong suddenly stopped talking. Although he was hanging around in the west area of ​​​​Jinling City, he still had some eyesight, and these two people were not like him.

Ordinary people can be offended. Feeling uneasy, he hurriedly lowered his head and said softly: "Masters, I have offended you. I hope you will not forgive me."

Originally, he subconsciously opened his mouth to say the word "Sir", but his mind changed. Since the other party was out in civilian clothes, he must not want others to know. He felt that especially the middle-aged scribe in Tsing Yi, he must not want to know.

Let others know his identity, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared in this Xicheng area where the poor are concentrated in plain clothes.

Sure enough, the middle-aged scribe who had just frowned suddenly relaxed his brows when he heard the other party's apology, which was intentional or unintentional. The Lord Changshi also felt tight in his heart, and then his face showed

He had a satisfied expression. He did not recognize this man who looked ordinary and wore ordinary clothes, but this man gave him a shrewd feeling.

"Okay, I don't blame those who don't know. Please step back first." Before the middle-aged scribe could speak, the chief historian dismissed the man. Seeing that the man left in a hurry as if he had received amnesty, he

Then he let out a deep sigh. The middle-aged scribe had a calm and easy-going expression on his face, but his easy-going expression concealed a violent anger that could explode at any time.

Li Chenglong was even more panicked. He didn't expect that Mr. Chang Shi, who was so easy to talk to, would let him go without punishing him for definitely contradicting him. He also didn't expect that these two adults would have to pay a private visit incognito.

There is some unknown purpose, so just being bumped into and yelled at by others has made others guilty, so what's the point of their private visit incognito?

There is a newly appointed governor of Jinling Jingzhao Mansion. I don’t know if it is this lord. I heard that this newly appointed governor of Jingzhao likes to visit privately incognito to check the public sentiment. If these are true, then

The newly appointed governor of Jingzhao is most likely the middle-aged scholar in Qingyi. Li Chenglong walked forward, thinking secretly. However, what he did not expect was that the two adults he mentioned

She has been following his footsteps through the crowd, and the direction is exactly the direction he is going.

Walking out of the crowd, Li Chenglong breathed in the fresh morning air. At this moment, he had exhausted all the remaining energy in his body due to chasing dogs and hitting people. He could only stand on the street.

Next to it is the locust tree that has grown for who knows how many years. Next to the pond is Buyi Alley.

After resting for about a stick of incense, he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier, so he had to brace himself up and walk towards his home. After passing the pond, he met a man pushing a wooden cow in a horse-like cart with horns.

There were two rows of wooden barrels placed on top, and bursts of stench came out of the two rows of wooden barrels, making him feel suffocated.

The person pushing the cart was an old man with patches all over his body, gray hair and beard, and a face like a coffin board. The old man looked at him coldly, but his face like a coffin board lowered even further.

Li Chenglong snorted from his nostrils, and without even looking at the old man pushing the cart, the two of them just passed each other. One of them stiffened the old man's face, and the other covered his nose with his hand.

There was a heavy groaning sound, and neither of them paid attention to the other, as if they had a hatred that could not be resolved for thousands of years.

If this is a father and son, many people may not believe it, but they are indeed a father and son. His father, Li Laoshi, has spent his whole life helping wealthy people in this city to poop and urinate, and he pushes the old ox-horned cart every morning.

, however, he goes to rich people's homes to collect convenient things that need to be thrown away. He also has another identity, he is also a watchman, which is said to be passed down from ancestors and passed down from generation to generation.

Every time Li Chenglong met his father, he would make a weird snort from his nostrils. He felt that his father's job of collecting and dumping excrement from wealthy people was the most despicable job. There was no one in the city.

He saw an old man with a similar job. What he was most used to seeing was that this old man was so stingy that he couldn't even bear to eat a bun or a scallion pancake. In the end, he had nothing. Although he had some savings over the years, he was so stunned by himself.

I have been gambling for a long time, and I don’t have any savings. The old man has a bad attitude towards me every day. Isn’t he trying his luck with a few coins from you? He has to act like an enemy.

It's time to see who will give you this old immortal death.

The more he thought about it, the angrier and less energetic he became. Although his body was exhausted, he did not want to see this old immortal. Li Chenglong quickened his pace and soon arrived at Buyi Alley. At the entrance of the alley, he saw only a man wearing clothes.

A young man who looked like a ragged beggar was slowly approaching. He was holding a few copper coins in his hand, with a beaming expression on his face.

"Hey, isn't this a dog? It's so early, and with your expression, you're not out begging for food?" When Li Chenglong heard that he was a dog, he joked, teasing and teasing the beggar was also one of Li Chenglong's joys in life.

Partly. He looked down on Lai Gouer, and at the same time he was jealous of him. He was obviously a beggar, but he was still happy every day. Is his life really happy? In private, he also asked this little beggar

, my daily dream is that I only have enough to eat, and nothing else. Now we are starving every day, why do we live a miserable life. And what he got was Lai Gouer's answer, that's all

Although Li Chenglong would sneer at others, his sarcasm would stab him back like a knife.

"Brother Chenglong, I gained something yesterday. I'm going to bring some breakfast to the four little ones this morning." Lai Gou'er answered cheerfully when he saw the other party, and he also raised the few copper coins in his hand.

"Recently, you have to be careful about the east, west, north and south. It is said that several children were lost in Sheepskin Street. They are all about seven or eight years old. I heard that the women who lost their children cried so much that they were so miserable that they were so miserable.

Mr. Xiang, it’s hard to bear to look at it. The east, west, south, north, and south are the only children in our Buyi Lane. Don’t throw them away.” Li Chenglong said some of what he had heard, and it was rare for him to say it in front of Lai Gouer.

It's business once again.


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