"It's just a bowl of noodles, it doesn't have to be life or death!"

Shen Xiaojia sighed, patted Hua Fei's shoulder to calm her anger temporarily, shouted again, added an extra bowl of omelette noodles, turned around, stared at the old beggar with a half-smile, and said, neither salty nor cool,

"The information I want to inquire about is a lot and complicated, and some of it is quite a long time ago. Can you do that? Don't eat the noodles. I won't be able to help you. I will have to settle the old and new accounts together."

"How can a man say he can't do it! Look, your pot of braised pork and a bowl of omelette noodles are definitely not good enough..." The old beggar Hua Ba chimed, put his right hand in front of his lips, and made a loud smack.

Whistle and shout, "Children, come out and show your face!"

Before the whistle blew, a large group of beggars in tattered clothes suddenly appeared in front of the Hongchen Inn. They were big and small, tall and short. They were all holding a chipped pottery bowl and an emerald green bamboo stick in their hands.

He looked at the old beggar and Shen Xiaojia with an honest face, and the sounds of cooing came one after another.

The corners of Shen Xiaojia's mouth twitched a few times, and he stretched out his right index finger to count quickly, and said with an ugly expression, "Good guy, eight, eight, sixty-four, I have to buy another sixty-four bowls of noodles? Where did you find these people?

Is it reliable?"

"It was too noisy outside last night. I couldn't sleep in the back alley of the inn, so I went for a walk in the city. These people I picked up by chance...you can rely on them, they are all helpless and poor people!" said Hua Gudong, an old call girl.

He took a big sip of noodle soup, wiped his mouth and said, "Oh...and, these people are only part of the group. The door of the inn is too small, so you didn't see them all. There should be quite a few more on the left and right, about one hundred and sixty people."

Well, I haven’t counted it either..."

Shen Xiaojia suddenly stiffened, and his face became uglier than eating a fly. He grinned and said, "You are going to be the leader of the Beggar Clan!"

"Wrong!" The old beggar ate all the bowl of omelette noodles in a blink of an eye. He stood up, put one foot on the bench, and said with his nostrils pointing to the sky, "I want to be a beggar emperor!"

Chu Yunqiao slowly put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and said calmly, "You dare to say the word emperor, so you are not afraid of being overheard... Are you going to take your head to the government in exchange for a reward?"

"I'm so old, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death!" The old beggar secretly took away Chu Yunqiao's remaining half bowl of omelette noodles and said with an indifferent smile, "What's more,

, I am just a beggar emperor, and I am not trying to be the emperor of the world, so why should I beheaded! Unless the current imperial court is so corrupt that everyone in the world has become a beggar..."

Shen Xiaojia narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It's not uncommon for a beggar to become an emperor. I heard that the father of the current emperor was born a beggar. He started with a bowl and finally conquered the entire Daqing kingdom!"

The old beggar choked immediately and coughed violently. Just as she was about to argue a few words, she saw Princess Anle, who was sitting not far away, turned to look at her and hurriedly shrank into a corner with half a bowl of noodles.

He lowered his head and sucked the noodles.

Zhu Cizhao, the princess of Anle County, stared at the old beggar's figure, feeling that she had seen him before. He couldn't help frowning, calling to the servants around him, and walked towards Shen Xiaojia and the others menacingly, and said with a sneer, "It's really a narrow road for enemies. It turns out that you are in the same place. Then

today……"

"Amitabha!" A shiny bald head suddenly appeared between Shen Xiaojia and Zhu Cizhao. He clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name. He stared at Zhu Cizhao with a smile and said, "Donor, have you forgotten what you promised to the poor monk last night? Do you want it?

Shall I help you recall your memories again?"

The hall suddenly became audible, and even Zhu Cizhao's thumping heartbeat could be heard.

As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake.

Zhu Cizhao was in the royal family, and even though she was used to being arrogant and domineering, she still understood this common saying. She had received a lot of special education from Zhu since she was a child, the most important of which was to pretend to be crazy and act stupid, and those who understand current affairs are heroes.

As we all know, Zhu Yuanchang, the first emperor of Daqing, turned from a beggar to Marshal Guo's personal soldier by pretending to be crazy, and then married the daughter of the famous Magong. When fighting for the world, he fought if he could win, and ran away if he couldn't.

, will never give the enemy a chance to defeat him, so he will never be defeated in his life.

It was not until the fall of Min that the princes came together and became kings. At this time, Zhu Yuanchang began to show his strength. With the invincible power, he destroyed Qi and Wei, occupied most of the territory of the Central Plains, founded Daqing, and established the reign name Yongding.

Ancestor!

As a descendant of Taizu, he is naturally good at pretending to be crazy. For example, the current emperor pretended to be crazy in the cowshed for several years and ate a lot of cow dung before he sat on the dragon chair.

Zhu's family motto is that a silly smile can resolve all conflicts.

"Hehehe..." Zhu Cizhao looked at Nannie's warm face, giggled a few times, stretched out his index finger and gently drew small circles on Nannie's chest, and defended, "Brother Monk, you misunderstood what I just said.

I haven’t finished talking yet... Actually, what I want to say is that it is better to resolve enemies than to make friends. We all shook hands and made peace last night. Let’s have a drink and talk together today and become close friends!"

Nanru touched his bald head and asked suspiciously, "Is this what you mean?"

"Of course," Zhu Cizhao replied urgently, "My father has taught me since I was a child to be kind to others and not to be arrogant just because I am a royal relative. Last night, I was actually just rushing to go out to do something, so I was hit by this little brother.

It only takes a moment for me to get a little angry. Normally I am gentle and speak softly to everyone. I am afraid that speaking too loudly will scare the courage of others..."

Nanlan stared at Zhu Cizhao's sincere eyes seriously for a moment, and said with half belief and doubt, "That's good. I hope the poor monk can judge the princess's belly with the heart of a villain."

"Then what kind of pig eats jujube, Princess..." Shen Xiaojia poked his head out from behind and suddenly said, "I heard you right. Did you just say that you wanted to have a drink with me and become a close friend?"

A trace of disgust flashed in Zhu Cizhao's eyes, but his face was still full of smile, he nodded and said, "Uh-huh, yes, little brother, don't you want to?"

Shen Xiaojia said resolutely, "I do! However, I'm going out to handle a case soon. I'm afraid I won't have time to drink and chat..." He grabbed the Zhaoxue Ling on the table and raised it to Zhu Ci Zhao, "See, I'm going to go

He is someone who solves problems for His Majesty."

Zhu Cizhao glanced at Zhao Xueling coldly, and said with a smile, "That's really a pity. The Lord's errand is urgent, little brother, hurry up and get busy!"

"Hey! Actually what I mean is..." Shen Xiaojia smiled shyly, "Since we are close friends and I am helping your uncle, shouldn't you express your gratitude?"

Zhu Cizhao sneered and said in a serious tone, "If you dare to negotiate terms with the royal family, don't you want your head?"

Shen Xiaojia poked Nanji's back with his finger, winced and said, "Master, look at her, she is so fierce, she doesn't look like she wants to be friends with me at all."

"Amitabha!" Nanlao cleared his throat and said, "Donor Zhu, you..."

"It's not bad, it's not bad," Zhu Cizhao hurriedly gave Shen Xiaojia an ugly smile and said in a calm tone, "Then what kind of expression do you want? As long as it's not too much, I can reward you on behalf of Your Majesty.

.”

"It's nothing," Shen Xiaojia pursed his lips and said, "If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it first... I was hungry earlier and ordered a few bowls of omelette noodles, but I just found the money on me.

It’s not enough, so I want to ask the princess to help me advance the payment, and when the reward from the Holy One comes down, I will return it to you... Isn’t this request too much?"

"You can't even pay for several bowls of noodles. You're really shabby..." Zhu Cizhao glanced at Shen Xiaojia with disdain and said proudly, "Okay, this is not too much to ask. Your noodles will be on the account of this princess."

Come on, that bit of dregs is nothing! I, the princess, will treat it as a kind act of charity to the beggar. You can go wherever you need to go, and don’t wander around here, it’s annoying!”

Shen Xiaojia's face was filled with joy, and he looked sideways at the waiter who was just walking over with another bowl of noodles, and said boldly, "Hey, you heard me, all my noodles are on the princess's account! Excuse me...
Chapter completed!