It is said that you attacked me in a dream

"Well, let's put it this way." I thought for a while and said: "I am originally from the Jianghu, and the prince was bitten by Xiaoqing when he met me early in the morning. Later, I became the prince's secret guard, and the prince will never allow me to do so." I took Xiaoqing and Xiaohong out to do errands, otherwise I would look good on me. Moreover, Xiaoqing is quite mischievous and seems to be quite afraid of the prince. Before the prince didn't know about it, he was often bitten by Xiaoqing. This prince If you are bitten too much, you will naturally feel disgusted and disgusted. Now I bring Xiaoqing and Xiaohong out to work, so the third son..."

"Since you are afraid that the prince will know, why did you bring them out?"

"Third Young Master has personally experienced that Xifu strange insect. So, after leaving the palace, it is considered half a foot into the rivers and lakes." He said kindly: "Although the world is peaceful today, the rivers and lakes are not as comfortable as the comfortable palace life. Not to mention the sinister human heart, if you don't pay attention, you may become someone else's scapegoat. The weather is unpredictable, and everything changes quickly. I brought Xiaohong and Xiaoqing out, of course, just in case."

"Oh..." Ye Huaiqing pondered, "That's fine."

A little while later, under the eyes of kindness and gratitude, he handed the index finger with four gaps to the kindness's hand, and said twice: "But before that, you still help me to deal with this finger , otherwise it’s not good to expose the wound like this.”

"No problem." He kindly took out a small bottle of medicinal dressing and a small bandage that seemed to have been prepared a long time ago from his bosom, and then wrapped it around his index finger two or three times to finish the job.

"Isn't it more obvious to bandage like this?"

"Don't worry, when the prince asks, you just say that you were burned tonight."

"..." Why does it feel like everything is prepared in advance?

At midnight, the night became darker and darker, and the flames burned as if they had been poured with a small basin of cold water, gradually dying.But fortunately, there were probably a lot of dry wood branches picked up during the day, and a few more were added to fill the fire, and illuminate the surroundings again, and you can see many moths circling around.

Yan Yanglie ordered the unruly and kind people to take turns to watch the night, and he got into the carriage and slept on the simple bedding that Yang Zhi had laid out. What should the others do? Ye Huaiqing circled around the fire, because before sleeping Too many, at this time there is no sleepiness, watching Yang Zhi, who has driven a long way, hit the hammock with vigour.

This hammock is composed of two simple ropes and a strong cloth bag.

Yang Zhi looped the two ropes tightly around the two tree trunks, and then tied the ends of the ropes with the ends of the cloth bags, and then she turned over and lay down to sleep.

Ye Huaiqing gave Yang Zhi a thumbs up, and asked if there was any extra hammock. Yang Zhi said there was still a bed, and nodded his chin towards Haoyi. Sitting pitifully by the fire with a sword in his arms, he continued to be in a daze while watching the night, listening to the voices from all directions.

So what, it seems that he will reverse the rhythm of day and night in the next few days, so he has to adjust his work and rest time...

Half a month later, everyone arrived at Qianzhou almost non-stop.

This dry boat is within the jurisdiction of Xingzhou, and Linshui City is at the end of a waterway.

In other words, with the previous horse journey, it is probably not far from Linshui City.

Ganzhou is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the four seasons are like spring. It is equivalent to the downtown of a modern city. Compared with Juling Town, it is much more prosperous, and the clothes worn by ordinary people are obviously more luxurious.

It's just that in such an area, Ye Huaiqing was sitting in a carriage, all the way into the city gate, and he could still see ragged beggars dragging their families together in one place to beg from many places. It can be seen that although the world is big, there are some differences. Datong is similar to the modern society. The rich are full of thoughts, lust, and desires, and they go everywhere. The life of the poor is not as good as the Red Army’s Long March. The gap between the rich and the poor is too big.

Due to the fact that they had been sleeping in the open for half a month, although they hadn't been plotted against since Xifu Qi Chong, everyone's spirits were obviously not as relaxed as they were when they came, especially Yang Zhi who was driving the car in turn, and the good intentions who later participated in the car driving, Everyone is tired from running around, and the fatigue on his face is growing day by day.

It is said that the iron body will be tired, and Yan Yanglie seems to be unable to sit in the carriage anymore. After seeing the sunny sky outside the window, he is ordered to stop, so everyone finds an inn to stay and rest.

This time when they got off the carriage, everyone either stretched their waists and stretched their muscles and bones or squeezed their shoulders and beat their backs, just like a reform-through-labor prisoner who had just been released from prison, and the one on his face was relaxed.

After settling in the carriage and resting for a while, the unruly asked to stay in the inn, and the rest of the people were idle, and went out for a stroll under Yan Yanglie's nod.

A group of people walked on the bustling street, Ye Huaiqing's originally decadent and moldy expression suddenly became more energetic, he stopped and walked, and the rich man who was willing to pay for the money, the whole person looked alive and well, the expression on his face was like eating candied fruit sweet.

In other words, Ye Huaiqing came to this world because his current body looks feminine, and after he cut his hair short before, he never looked at his face seriously again.

When he smiled, he had bright eyes and white teeth, and he was also a little silly, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

However, for some reason, it wasn't any sons and daughters who provoked them, but those beggars on the roadside begging for their bowls.

In fact, that's okay, the most helpless thing is that after Ye Huaiqing threw three copper coins to a poor little beggar, several little beggars behind rushed up and grabbed his hem to beg and refused to let go.

What an old-fashioned thing, there are seventy-year-old mothers with younger brothers and sisters, and a few disgraced ones, it is really distressing to look at.

Ye Huaiqing couldn't drive the little beggar away by pulling at his hem for a long time, but was pulled even tighter.He looked at the kindness begging for help, but he touched his nose and shook his head with the kindness, showing that he couldn't give it in a stingy manner.

In fact, he also knows that although Yan Yanglie is a prince, his annual salary can cover more than 20 square meters of Prince Yan's mansion. How many beggars are there who can't get enough to eat and wear warm clothes? If he goes down with a few more copper coins, I don't know if more beggars will rush over to them, and they will be surrounded by water, and Yan Yanglie will not kill him directly he.

At this time, a thin beggar was squeezed out and fell into a mess. His dirty elbow was knocked bright red, but he didn't cry, but squeezed back into three or four older beggars. begged from him among the beggars.

But in the middle of the squeeze, he was pushed out by a ten-year-old beggar who was the first to bear the brunt. He knocked his head on the ground on the spot, and a cut was cut on his forehead, and the blood flowed down so brightly.

Seeing this scene, Ye Huaiqing's heroic courage erupted in his head, so he stared and couldn't see it. He simply ignored the good intentions to dissuade him, and stepped forward to accuse him: "Hey, no matter how old you are, he is older than you!" Five or six years old, people who can be older still bully the younger, no matter how poor you are, you should respect the old and love the young, understand? Can you still have some skills?"

This ten-year-old beggar was yelled at by Ye Huaiqing in front of him, and after being blindfolded for a while, he looked at others with a bit of rebellion and irony.

The next moment, I heard the ten-year-old beggar sneer contemptuously: "Hey, I said this girl, it's fine if you don't give me money, don't bully people too much, a rich person like you can't help but yell. Calling, do you know how sad it is for us children who are abandoned by our parents? What qualifications do you have to teach us?"

After the words fell, the other older beggars also echoed their disapproval.

girl?Ye Huaiqing didn't realize that the ten-year-old beggar was blind, so he rolled his eyes on the spot: "Yes, I am not the parent who gave birth to you and raised you, so I am not qualified to teach you a lesson. But I just yelled at the injustice. What's the matter? By the way, you are a stinky brat with no hair, let me tell you which eye you see that this uncle looks like a girl?"

"You, are you a man?" The ten-year-old beggar was taken aback, and said, "It doesn't look like it."

Everyone: "..."

Probably every man is angry when he is suspected of being a man.But Ye Huaiqing sadly thought that this face was not suitable for men, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense with others, and went to help the little beggar on the ground.

But before he squatted down, Yan Yanglie pulled him back.

Yan Yanglie glared at him, and spoke in an unreasonably low voice: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Ye Huaiqing stared back.

Yan Yanglie narrowed his eyes resentfully, and said again: "Which onion are you?"

Ye Huaiqing moved his mouth, but he couldn't refute, and lost the momentum he had just now.

What kind of onion is he?

In fact, as a concubine, he has no status in front of Yan Yanglie, and although he eats, drinks, and dresses well, he is no different from those beggars. He also doesn't have a penny. Rich people go out empty-handed and starve to death.

"Then what, I'm not a green onion, but this little beggar is bleeding head and blood, we can't do nothing, can we?" Ye Huaiqing winked flatteringly at Yan Yanglie.

Yan Yanglie completely ignored Ye Huaiqing's style of dealing with people like Ye Huaiqing, a white lotus with intermittent attacks of Madonna's disease, and snorted coldly, tightening his hands and dragging him away.

The force in his hand was ridiculously strong, Ye Huaiqing couldn't break free no matter what.Just when he was worried that the little beggar would turn his head back, he found that the little beggar was lifted from the ground by the distressed beggar in his teens. The scene was very sad.

At this moment, Ye Huaiqing seemed to hear the little beggar call a weak brother and say sorry, and the ten-year-old beggar touched the little beggar's head tenderly and smiled. It was just a bitter, fleshy, and scheming of brother-sister love. He thought that the beggar in his teens was trying to borrow some money from his sister's pity, but he was a complete villain, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

It turned out that Yan Yanglie had seen through this scene early in the morning.