The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Qingyin went to her grandfather's house and returned home with a bunch of gifts.

Except for Lin's father and mother who looked unhappy because of being scolded, Qingyin did not encounter any problems on this trip.

Just because things go smoothly is unpredictable, accidents can happen anytime.

When Qingyin went out shopping with Lin Wanyu as usual, she encountered an accident.

A Peking opera troupe suddenly came to Donglin Street in the capital, and the street was particularly lively. Lin Wanyu didn't like listening to opera, but she was a person who loved to join in the fun. After hearing the news, she hurried to Yunjin Pavilion to find Qingyin to go to Donglin Street to listen to opera.

Qingyin had been idle in the house for a while, and when he heard the big fire troupe coming outside, he became interested.

Followed Lin Wanyu out of the Lin Mansion.

As expected, this new Peking Opera troupe in the capital is indeed quite famous.

Qingyin was amazed as she looked at the people gathered in a circle in front of the stage that should have been set up outdoors for the drama. It was indeed a popular troupe. Perhaps half of the people in the capital had come to watch the play.

Lin Wanyu looked at the lively crowd and was obviously a little excited. "Sister, this troupe is really popular. There are so many people!"

Qingyin nodded, "Indeed, there are quite a lot of people, there should be a big horn."

"Hmm." Lin Wanyu stared at the front with sparkling eyes. She was obviously eager to move to the position in front where she could see the stage more clearly. However, she still remembered the psychological trauma of being squeezed away by the crowd when she brought her sister out last time, so she could barely keep calm.

Qingyin looked at the expectation on her face and said with a smile: "Wanyu, go ahead. Xianglian and I will just stay here and watch."

"Then I'll go?" Lin Wanyu's eyes lit up.

Qingyin smiled and nodded.

Lin Wanyu jumped up happily, "Then you wait here, sister. I'll squeeze to the front and tell you again about the wonderful things I saw." After saying that, the girl walked to the front in a hurry.

Qing Yin hurriedly warned, "Slow down, bring the guards with you."

The girl answered her by waving her hand in a cool manner, indicating that she heard it.

Qingyin found it funny, but after carefully looking at the distance between her and the deliberately raised stage, Qingyin thought for a while and found that there was a platform not far away. She felt that she could roughly see the performance on the stage.

So he said a few words to Xiang Lian beside him, and the group walked towards the higher platform.

After a while, Qingyin walked to the higher platform and looked in the direction of the arena. Indeed, he could see more clearly.

The people in this drama troupe also began to prepare.

Qingyin watched people carry out complicated tools one after another, slightly widened her eyes, and looked more carefully.

"Dear guests, gentlemen and ladies, if you have money, you can support us with your money, or if you don't, you can support us with your presence. Today, our Lihuayuan Drama Troupe will be performing The Legend of White Snake and the Snake. I hope you all enjoy watching and listening to it!" On the stage, the man in the linen jacket introduced and made a preface, which drew cheers from the crowd below.

"Good! Well said!" The onlookers applauded enthusiastically and looked curiously at the stage where the performance was about to begin.

Seeing the expectant expressions of the people below, the middle-aged man from the drama troupe smiled and said passionately: "Okay, okay, then I won't disturb the audience today. Now let's start the Legend of the White Snake!"

As the man's voice stopped, a piece of music began to play.

A woman dressed as White Snake came up and vividly acted out the story of a white snake becoming a spirit.

……

Qingyin looked at the drama in the distance, listened to the singing of the White Snake character, and nodded continuously.

No wonder this drama troupe dares to open a business directly on the street, they are really capable. I guess after this show, the Lihuayuan Drama Troupe will have a lot of business.

Qingyin was watching intently, so she didn't notice a beggar of seven or eight years old in the crowd. He was mixed in with the crowd, looking left and right, as if searching for his target.

Xiao Qi hadn't eaten for four days. The skinny Xiao Qi touched his empty stomach and looked at the men carrying snacks around him with obvious desire in his eyes.

His name is Xiaoqi, and his previous name was Goudan. He has loved eating since he can remember, and therefore he has had bad luck with eating. When he went to the market with his parents, the malt sugar sold at the street corner was so tempting that he stayed there for a while. The next second, he was kidnapped.

He opened his eyes and saw darkness and light. He didn't know how many days and nights had passed. Goudan only remembered that he was very hungry. He was so hungry that he even wanted to stuff the bugs crawling on the ground into his mouth.

Unfortunately, as soon as the insect reached the left side, it was slammed to the ground by the ferocious man and was about to starve to death.

Half asleep, he saw the man wanted to sell him, but he didn't want to do that. He felt sad and wanted to go back to his parents.

But he was too hungry and had no strength left, so Goudan couldn't climb.

Later, the man gave him a stinky bun. Goudan stuffed it into his mouth with great effort, and the burning sensation in his stomach finally went away.

The next day, Goudan found out that the man wanted to sell him to an old widower and cripple as his son.

Goudan knew that his chance to escape had come, so that night, he took advantage of the man's sleep and ran away secretly, running as fast as he could.

He was afraid that men would catch up with him on the street, so he rolled around on the ground, smeared mud on his face, and made himself dirty. Goudan thought that if his parents were there, they probably wouldn't recognize their greedy son.

Goudan thought to himself, looking at the unfamiliar streets and the looks of disgust towards him, he became confused. If he ran away from that man, what could an eight-year-old boy like him do?

Before meeting the old beggar, Goudan tried to work and beg in those nice shops, but those people either kicked or beat him. Goudan was pushed to the ground, looking as miserable as a stray dog.

But Goudan secretly felt that stray dogs ate better than himself. For example, the man selling buns who often beat and scolded him would generously throw a few buns to the dog, but would not give him half a bun.

In such a life, Goudan learned to steal and rob, but his clumsy skills often left him without food, and he was always hungry on the road. He lived like this until he met the old beggar.

The day he met the old beggar, Goudan was beaten half to death by the man selling sesame cakes. People around him stood there pointing and talking, but no one came to save him.

Only a dirty old beggar came forward and exchanged him for three cents. From then on, Goudan changed his name to Xiaoqi.

In the words of the old beggar, he had saved so many beggars, and he happened to be ranked seventh, so he was called Xiaoqi.

This time, Xiao Qi learned the skills of stealing from the old beggar and learned how to steal things without anyone noticing. From then on, Xiao Qi rarely felt extremely hungry.

However, this time the old beggar fell ill and needed a lot of money for his treatment. Xiao Qi began to feel hungry again, so he took the money he had secretly taken and prepared to use it to treat the old beggar.

He had inquired about the Peking Opera troupe's performance on Donglin Street. There would be a lot of people coming to the opera, and maybe some rich young men. Xiao Qi thought that he might not only be able to steal all the money for the old beggar's medical treatment, but also have a good meal!

Thinking of this idea, Xiao Qi looked at the people around him more carefully. He wanted to find a nobleman with a rich wallet.

There were many people watching the show, and Xiao Qi quickly found the target of the count, a handsome young man in a red robe standing in the front row. He was watching the performance in front of him attentively, and the purse on his waist was bulging, and it was obvious that he had a lot of money.

Xiao Qi looked around and didn't notice any guards around this wealthy young man, so he became even bolder.

The young boy, with courage, pushed towards the young man in red with a clear purpose.

Wu Yong, who was suddenly bumped, lowered his head and looked at the dirty child passing by. He subconsciously frowned, "Hey, kid, be careful."

Xiao Qi left quickly in silence.

Wu Yong didn't take it seriously, thinking that the child was pushed over because there were too many people.

He brushed the dust off his clothes, and suddenly he froze.

Wu Yong looked down and saw that, sure enough, where he had placed the purse, only half of the rope with the purse hanging on it was left.

Thinking of the little beggar who suddenly bumped into him just now, Wu Yong couldn't help but curse:

"Fuck! This little beggar dared to steal Uncle Wu's things."

……

In the crowd, Wu Yong chased after the fleeing little beggar as fast as he could. Along the way, the people who were squeezed by him cursed at him, but when their eyes fell on the young man whose clothes were obviously not ordinary, they dared not say a word.

Wu Yong snorted coldly and continued to chase after the little beggar.

Damn, this little beggar actually stole from a young master of a general's mansion. Even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, he would find him!

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After a while, Xiao Qi looked at the young man in red who was chasing him relentlessly, his face full of panic. He gritted his teeth and squeezed towards the direction where the crowd was the largest, trying to block Wu Yong's sight and escape.

Xiao Qi, who didn't pay attention to the general direction, happened to run towards Qing Yin.

—

Qingyin, who was watching the show carefully, didn't notice the child's cannonball that suddenly shot out and was hit by Xiaoqi.

"Ah, miss!"

Qingyin fell to the ground, and the veil on her face was knocked off and fell to the ground. The lively scene around them suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Xiang Lian quickly helped the young lady up and glared angrily at the little beggar who had also fallen.

The people around her looked at her with amazement or shock. Qingyin touched her face but did not feel the veil. Xianglian seemed to sense the strange atmosphere and moved closer to the young lady, trying to block Qingyin's figure with her body.

Unfortunately, she only had one angle, blocking one side, so other people could see it.

Qingyin frowned slightly, and the veil fell to the ground. She didn't want to wear it for the time being.

The eyes of the people around were fiery, but Qingyin felt relieved when she felt the presence of several strong guards beside her.

After figuring out what was going on, Qingyin set her sights on the culprit who had forced her to expose her appearance.

The dirty, skinny child who had bumped into her just now was lying on the ground, staring at her blankly. The child, who was so thin that his eyes were protruding, was full of pure admiration for her.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the child, Qingyin no longer felt depressed about being accidentally knocked down.

However, such young children rarely survived in ancient times. Qingyin had an idea and decided to find a home for the child.

The voice of the person coming interrupted Qingyin's thoughts.

Wu Yong, who had been chasing Xiao Qi for a while, was now extremely furious. It was a pity that he had learned martial arts from the old man, but he just couldn't catch such a little brat!

This little brat was running around like a loach, which made Wu Yong angry. Every time he was about to catch him, the kid would slip under someone's crotch. He really would go wherever there were a lot of people.

Wu Yong was running so fast that he didn't care about his clothes anymore. He just wanted to catch this little rascal. He saw the child in front of him panic and bumped into a woman and fell to the ground.

Wu Yong's eyes lit up and he pounced viciously at the little beggar on the ground.

"Ha, I caught you! You filthy thief!"

"Oh, you little beggar dared to steal from your Grandpa Wu, wait and see how I punish you!"

Because his attention was too focused on the little beggar who was caught in his hands, Wu Yong did not notice the strange silence around him.

—

Qingyin looked at the thin child kneeling on the ground with his hands tightly held by the young man in red. It looked like an adult bullying a child, and Qingyin couldn't help but frown.

"Sir, if this kid steals something from you, let me pay it back for him."

An extremely pleasant female voice rang in my ears, standing out in this suddenly quiet place.

"You still?..." Wu Yong raised his head after hearing the voice, and saw an incredibly beautiful face in a pink dress in front of him. Her brows were furrowed, and a pair of vaguely familiar and moving eyes were looking at him sadly (?). Wu Yong, who originally wanted to retort that the woman was meddling in other people's business, swallowed the words in his stomach.

"Well, Miss, you are really beautiful and kind-hearted. This little beggar must have a reason for stealing. However, I would like to ask your name..." An unfamiliar male voice sounded, and Wu Yong nodded subconsciously. He stared at Qingyin with a sparkling look. Well, this is what he wanted to say.

Wu Yong, who had been silent for a while, turned pale. Damn, he didn't say anything. Which bastard stole his lines?

"Yes, sir, please forgive him when you can. This little beggar just stole something. Why should we, who are rich, bother with him?"

"Yes, yes, but may I know the lady's name?"

……

The people around were talking in a flurry, their eyes fixed on Qingyin's face.

Qingyin: "..."

Although it would be a bit outrageous to ignore these spectators, it can actually be considered a good deed.

Qingyin smiled politely at the people around him, and said to the "enthusiastic people" around him with gratitude: "Thank you very much, but this kid did steal something from this young master, so we still have to discuss this with him."

Hearing Qingyin say this, some clever people squeezed to the front, ran to Wu Yong, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Hey, brother, no matter how much this little beggar stole from you, I will double the compensation for you. Give me face and let this little beggar go, so that I can chase my future wife, how about it?"

Wu Yong looked at this incredibly courageous toad with a critical and harsh look, and said with a fake smile: "Oh, you are worthy of it!"

Such a beautiful and kind lady is obviously his future wife. Ha, what a shameless man! Wu Yong looked down on him and glared back and forth at this shameless man in front of him with the most severe and vicious eyes in his life.