Chapter 55 Volume 1 Goodbye Little Beggar

Author: Going to Drunk People

Chapter 55 Volume 1 Goodbye Little Beggar

The Cui family acted very quickly. In less than an hour, the people of Jingyang knew what had happened, and everyone became very angry.

You don’t have to expect the people to be able to tell the truth from the truth, and don’t expect them to trace the truth. Since someone says so, then they believe it.

But what the Cui family did was really tormenting the Yang Lin family!

You are a bunch of rough guys, who the hell will listen to you?

Of course, this is also because Yang Lin and others deliberately blocked the news. They were also worried that the Cui family would make preparations in advance after receiving the news.

However, this also made them hold back their anger, and their anger towards the Cui family had reached its extreme.

As for the shops in Chang'an City, Yang Lin and others left them to their families to take care of. It's not that they don't care about the business in Chang'an City, but they want to see with their own eyes what the Cui family will look like when the time comes.

If you can't see the pleasure of revenge with your own eyes, no matter how exciting it sounds, it won't be that interesting.

Li Chengqian didn't care about all this.

No matter how indignant the people of Jingyang were, the fire would never burn his head, unless he really left Jingyang at this time with food in hand.

But will he do this?

Obviously not.

In the past two days, apart from watching Zhang Erniu and others building a carriage, the rest of his time was walking around with the little girl on his back.

The little girl today is a little more lively than she was at the beginning, but it is limited. She only shows that she no longer holds Li Chengqian's clothes carefully when walking on the street.

Of course, she will not leave Li Chengqian's side.

"Brother, what is that?" The little guy suddenly saw a group of people gathered around playing with something, and he immediately became curious.

Li Chengqian followed the direction the little guy pointed and saw that it was actually a shadow puppet show? Could it be said that there were shadow puppet shows in the Tang Dynasty?

However, these people obviously didn't plan to perform any shadow puppet show in Jingyang. Judging from their appearance, they were probably packing their bags and heading to Chang'an in all likelihood.

"If you want to see it, go and see it." Li Chengqian touched the little guy's head, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Upon hearing what Li Chengqian said, Changle quickly stretched out his gloved hand and pulled Li Chengqian over there.

She didn't dare to go alone.

In desperation, Li Chengqian had no choice but to follow the little guy and walk over.

Beside them, Liu San and others also followed.

Whenever the two of them go out, there are always people around to protect them.

Even though there are only about twenty of them, they still dare not be careless on this matter.

"I'm sorry, you two. We are packing up and may not be able to perform for you two." Seeing Li Chengqian and the others approaching, an elderly man stood up.

Without even thinking about it, just by looking at the gorgeous clothes of these two people, I knew that these were people they couldn't afford to offend.

Li Chengqian smiled and said: "We are disturbing the old man. I see what you are wearing. You must be performing shadow puppet shows. My roommate has never seen it. I wonder if you can be accommodating?"

In the final analysis, he is just wearing the skin of Li Chengqian, and he is still a very later-generation person mentally.

In his eyes, there is no distinction between high and low professions, and there is only a distinction between old and weak.

If he is a real prince, does he need to come forward for such things?

"Do nobles also know about shadow puppetry?" However, Li Chengqian's words surprised the old man. He didn't expect that people in this small place also knew about their ancestral craftsmanship.

"I only know a little bit about it." Li Chengqian almost blurted out. Not only have I heard of it, but I have also seen it! But he stopped immediately when the words came to his mouth.

If this was passed back to Chang'an by someone with an intention to let Li Shimin know about it, it would inevitably leave some hidden dangers for him.

The rhetoric, which I know a little bit about, is just right.

"You old man is so verbose. Since my young master wants to see it, why don't you hurry up and come up with something to do?"

Liu San on the side saw the old man grinding and chirping, and immediately yelled.

In his opinion, Li Chengqian behaved politely because his son was well-educated. What kind of self-cultivation does a man like a rough guy need?

When Liu San shouted, a group of people immediately stopped and looked at the old man, not knowing what to do.

People like them, with their humble status, how could they afford to offend such a noble man?

"Don't listen to him. He's just a rough guy. Don't mind, old man." Li Chengqian continued to uphold the habit of respecting the old and loving the young, and said, "The old man just lets them perform. Don't worry, you won't let them perform in vain."

Hearing what Li Chengqian said, the old man immediately bowed.

If you make money, it doesn't matter where you are. Isn't it just to earn a living by performing in this winter?

"I wonder if I'm going to my house or right here?" the old man asked.

Li Chengqian glanced at Chang Le, who shook her head. She didn't want to go back. She finally came out. If she just went back, wouldn't it be in vain?

For Changle, being at home is like being in the palace, which is still a bit restrictive. Only outside can she feel the slightest bit of free air.

Seeing her like this, Li Chengqian said: "That's it. Do you have a charcoal stove? Prepare one for my roommate. It's cold in this cold day. It's very cold after sitting for a long time."

"Yes, yes." The old man hurriedly found the charcoal stove, feeling very anxious. Charcoal was not cheap these days, and they were reluctant to use it on weekdays.

Seeing the old man preparing the charcoal stove, Li Chengqian waved his hand, called Liu San and said, "I will reward you with five hundred copper coins later. Remember, don't be too showy."

Li Chengqian didn't plan to give too much. Too much money may not be a good thing.

Soon, the shadow puppet show began.

Chang Le, who had never seen this thing before, looked at it with gusto.

And the sonorous sound also attracted many people to stop, especially some children.

They had never seen this before, and they were immediately attracted by the dancing little people.

But what's interesting is that no matter how they are attracted, each of them would rather stay far away, or stand and watch, but no one dares to get in front of Li Chengqian's brother and sister.

It's obvious that the view there is better, it's wider and there's even a carbon stove, but there's just no one there.

Seeing this scene, Li Chengqian could truly see the so-called class of this era.

"Brother, isn't the person sitting on that bench the noble man who bought us steamed buns last time?"

In a corner not far from Li Chengqian and the others, several beggars were huddled together. One of them pointed at Li Chengqian and asked.

When the leading boy heard this, he also looked over, nodded and said, "That's the idiot. He bought us a lot of steamed buns last time. Tell me, if I ask for them now, will he give them to us again?"

"It's better to say goodbye." A little girl said timidly, "There are many guards around that person."

How can the life of begging for food be easy? Being beaten is a common thing.

The little beggar at the head gritted his teeth and said: "Never mind, I didn't find any food last night. My brothers and sisters are almost starving. If you get beaten, just get beaten!"

After saying that, the little beggar rushed forward.

The personal guards who were protecting Li Chengqian saw someone rushing over and were about to take action. The little beggar immediately knelt down and shouted loudly: "Sir, please give me a reward for your stutter, reward me for your stutter!"

As he spoke, the little beggar kept banging his head in the snow, just like a chicken pecking at rice.
Chapter completed!