Drunk Bamboo

"What?" Xie Yuzhu didn't understand what the boy meant.

The young man had just turned sideways, and now he was standing face to face with Xie Yuzhu ten steps away.

His hair was a little messy and his lips were pale, but his eyes were firm and bright. His hungry and cold appearance could not hide his handsome features.

His gown was pale in color, and he stood straight, with the air of a sage who was graceful and elegant in the wind.

It seemed that no fancy words could describe the boy's appearance. At this moment, only one word appeared in Xie Yuzhu's mind: miserable and green boy.

The young man moved his lips and said, "The stone in your hand is priceless."

Xie Yuzhu held the small stone in her hand, approached the boy, and asked curiously: "If it is priceless, why did you only exchange it for a few cheap buns?"

The boy showed no sign of inferiority on his face, but he wasn't very friendly either. His eyes were indifferent, as if he was just answering a question.

"Two buns can satisfy my hunger at this moment. In exchange for a life, it is priceless."

Xie Yuzhu found it interesting. Just a small stone, priceless?

Smiled softly.

"Nothing has a price. It is the person who owns it who gives it value. The bun vendor doesn't know what the treasure is. In his hands, it is just an ordinary stone. If he throws it away, won't the treasure be covered in dust and never see the light of day? It is better to put a price on it first, so that someone with a discerning eye will find it, put it in his pocket, and treasure it like a treasure."

A look of slight surprise appeared on the boy's indifferent face, but he quickly returned to normal.

"What the little girl said makes sense. From your tone, I can tell that you recognize this garnet?"

Xie Yuzhu shook his head.

"I don't know much about stones, but seeing that you are carrying a book basket, you have an extraordinary temperament, so you must be a scholar. Scholars are proud and value reputation and integrity the most. Don't study too much at such a young age. The most important thing is to have enough food and clothes. No matter how priceless a stone is, it is just a stone. The most important thing is to be able to exchange it for money to fill your stomach."

She thought that many scholars were extremely concerned about their reputation and would even sacrifice their lives for it.

This face can be said to be backbone, it can be said to be noble, but it also depends on the occasion.

When it comes to national justice, one must have integrity. Things like starving oneself are just a way of saving face and suffering.

Seeing that the boy was young and handsome, Xie Yuzhu wanted to say a few more words to prevent him from being too rigid and eventually starving himself to death.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the boy became angry and shouted:

"How can you be so rude, little girl? You are looking down on all the scholars in the world!"

Is this a slap in the face?

Yun Ling heard the noise and ran to Xie Yuzhu with the bag.

Xie Yuzhu glanced at her and indicated that she was fine.

"Little girl?" Xie Yuzhu was not angry, nor was she frightened by the boy's shouting. She raised the corners of her mouth and asked, "Young man, you are not older than me, and I have a married woman's bun. Isn't it rude for you to call me a little girl?"

The boy's eyes moved to the top of her head, and it was indeed a woman's bun.

He frowned slightly, very puzzled: "You...you're getting married at such a young age?"

Xie Yuzhu pursed her lips and smiled: "You think you are praising my youth."

The boy still seemed unable to understand why she got married so early.

The anger just now was diverted away.

Slowly, the anger in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at Xie Yuzhu with pity in his eyes.

Xie Yuzhu seemed to be able to read the trace of compassion in the eyes of the young man in front of her, as if she was saying: At such a beautiful age, she has to be trapped in the boudoir and has not even seen the outside world. How pitiful and sad.

"I am neither pitiful nor pathetic. My husband is very kind and allows me to travel all over the country."

The young man was stunned. He closed his lips tightly and stared at Xie Yuzhu, as if asking: Why do you know what he is thinking?

But the boy was very stubborn. He refused to ask and didn't want others to know what was on his mind and have it guessed.

Xie Yuzhu just smiled and didn't bother with this adolescent boy.

He stretched out his hand: "Yunling, give me the buns."

Yunling gave the whole bag of buns to Xie Yuzhu.

She stepped forward, put the bun in the boy's hand, and encouraged him, "Young man, study hard and become a good official who works for the benefit of the people in the future."

After saying that, he took Yun Ling away without waiting for the boy to answer.

The boy stood there for a long while, staring at the bun in his hand.

I found the orange-red garnet under the bun.

Didn't she know the value of the garnet, but she didn't take it? She even left the buns.

I raised my head and wanted to ask: "Little..."

There was no trace of Xie Yuzhu in sight.

I inadvertently saw the red sign floating on the corner of the street, and looked down at the bun in my hand. It was hot and fragrant.

Finally, his eyes fell on the orange-red garnet left by Xie Yuzhu.

In the blink of an eye, the boy's eyes trembled, as if he figured something out.

He put the garnet in his hand into the cloth bag on his waist and took out another blue turquoise. Then he ate the buns and walked to the pawnshop with a red sign on the corner of the street.

Yunling followed Xie Yuzhu and asked:

"Princess, are you going to help that scholar? Why only give him a few buns instead of some silver?"

Xie Yuzhu: "He doesn't even want to go into the pawnshop. If I give him money, he might think I'm humiliating him. He'd rather starve to death than use the money I give him. It's better to give him buns. They smell good, they're warm, and he'll stuff them into his mouth before he can figure it out."

"Besides, the money will eventually run out, and he always has to realize what is most important."

Yun Ling nodded, not quite understanding: "Is that little stone really valuable?"

Xie Yuzhu smiled faintly: "Maybe. It's not mine anyway."

Yun Ling said sincerely: "The princess is the kindest person."

Xie Yuzhu pointed to the bun shop in front and said, "The buns I bought for Madam and the others were all given to that young man. Yunling, you have to buy some more. There are a lot of people in the bun shop in front, so the taste must be good."

"Princess, wait a moment. I'll be back soon."

"Ah."

So, Xie Yuzhu stood on a deserted part of the street, waiting for Yunling.

At this time, a familiar roar came from the alley:

"Who walks so blindly! How dare you step on me!" Han Xin cursed angrily.

Xie Yuzhu frowned.

Which unlucky guy was bumped into by Han Xin?

"Master, don't be angry, don't be angry. He is just a blind boy. You don't have to be mad at him."

"It's so unlucky so early in the morning!"

Han Xin complained: "His Majesty severely reprimanded the Ministry of Works for the slow progress of the dam project in the Yangtze River Basin. It was the Crown Prince who was supervising the construction, but he scolded the Ministry of Works. What's the meaning? I was so angry, but a bastard dared to step on me. Is he here to step on our Han Mansion?"

"Young Master, let's go back home quickly. The master has told you not to cause any trouble recently. He also told you not to stay outside after the court session. Go back home quickly. You still have books to read, and the master will check them when he returns home."