Marrying blindly and by mistake, the general’s misplaced wife

Chapter 87 A melee caused by a steamed bun
It is useless to touch such a playboy with emotion or reason. Only by letting him experience the beatings of life can he know whether he is a rotten tree that cannot be carved or a prodigal son who can turn back.

Xia Zhenyuan has been kicked out of Liyanghou Mansion for more than four months.

Originally Xia Chixiao wanted him to suffer more setbacks.

However, he is leaving Beijing.Before leaving Beijing, he wanted to see Xia Zhenyuan to see if he could be saved!

Near the ruined temple in Nancheng, the people in this place are complex, with people from all religions and nine streams, the most common being beggars and homeless people.

However, recently, Nancheng District seems to have changed its leader, and those who used to commit crimes, deceive and abduct have been greatly reduced.A Yishan Hall has also attracted many refugees. In the Nancheng slums, which are the most chaotic and worst, there is a strange order emerging.

In an alley a street away from the ruined temple, several people were fighting in a group.

They are grabbing something.

In the end, several people left lamely and angrily. The one who stayed there was a man with tattered clothes, a messy appearance, a dirty face, and unkempt hair. He could not tell his age.

The man held a steamed bun in his hand. There were several black fingerprints on the bun and it was still stained with ashes.

Obviously, this is what a few people just grabbed.

The man brought the black bun to his mouth and took a big bite.

The steamed buns were hard and dirty, but he ate them with great care, chewing them carefully one bite at a time, his eyes a little numb.

Suddenly, he stuffed the steamed bun into his arms and looked ahead to the right alertly.

There was an exit there, and at this moment, a person appeared quietly.

He moved his body slightly back, with his back against the wall, and his eyes were a little more wary. He looked like a wolf dog, as if he was ready to jump up at any time and catch the person who attacked him unprepared.

The person who came was twenty years old, wearing a bamboo-green brocade robe. He had a handsome face, as steady as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and his eyes were like the water of the deep sea. There seemed to be infinite dangers in the calmness, but when he looked carefully, he seemed to have no emotion.

He just looked at the man on the ground steadily for an instant.

On the contrary, the man on the ground couldn't calm down. He couldn't see clearly because of the backlight, but he felt a pressure.

He frowned.

But a face is dirty and ugly, and even a frown is inconspicuous.

He was a little suspicious.

He hasn't offended anyone this time, has he?

Could it be that this person came just for him?
This pressure made him very unhappy. He raised his eyebrows and wanted to resist.However, he lowered his eyes silently and just watched with caution without making a sound first.

Since he was kicked out of Liyanghou Mansion, Liyanghou Mansion has never cared about his life or death.

He pawned all the valuables he had on him, and eventually even his clothes.

He barely managed to survive for half a month by pawning.Then he was scurrying about like a rat in a ditch.Do whatever you can to get a bite to eat.

The brothers who used to play together and were good friends now either bully him or laugh at him when they see him.No one would lend a helping hand because he was no longer the eldest son of Liyang Hou Mansion.

In these short four months, he saw the warmth and warmth of human relationships, as well as the indifference of the world.

The brocade clothes of the past have been replaced by the coarse cloth clothes that I wear now.

In the past, one meal could cost hundreds of taels of silver, but now one steamed bun has to be split into two meals.

In the past, when he went out, he would cheer and hug him, and everyone he met would smile at him, but now, anyone can kick him when he goes out.

The huge gap made the light in his eyes less and less, and the expectations in his heart gradually dimmed, and he lived in a hazy state.

Now he has adapted to such a life, which is nothing more than starving and cold, nothing more than being looked down upon and insulted by others, nothing more than being looked down upon by others.

In the past, he was aloof and looked down on the common people.In the past, he spent a lot of money and looked down on the poor people.

But now he envied them immensely.

Their lives are always calm, hopeful, and if they work hard, their lives will get better and better.

But what about him?
He is a drowned dog, a drowned dog that anyone can step on and throw a few stones at!
So what does he have that is worthy of others coveting, and what is worthy of others making a special trip for him?
The visitor's voice was slow: "Xia Zhenyuan!"

The people on the ground laughed. At first it was just a self-deprecating laugh, but then it turned into an extremely sarcastic laugh.He said sarcastically: "You have the wrong person!"

His surname is not Xia, and he doesn't know what his surname is.

He didn't know where he came from, nor where he was going back.

He was just abandoned as a lost dog by everyone.

The visitor said: "I am Xia Chixiao, the eldest son of Liyanghou Mansion."

Xia Zhenyuan's eyes suddenly opened wide, and then his expression changed.

Xia Chixiao, Xia Chixiao!
His originally dark eyes suddenly surged with intense emotions, and he slowly gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Your name is Xia Chixiao? The eldest son of Liyang Hou Mansion, the one who just came back from the North?"

"Correct!"

The surging emotions in Xia Zhenyuan's eyes became even more intense. It was him, the one who replaced him and caused him to be kicked out of Liyang Hou Mansion.

They were both the same age, but now, he was looking down at him from above, while he was sitting on the ground like a lost dog. Just now, he suspected that the other party was trying to steal half of his buns.

A strong sense of shame and anger made Xia Chixiao feel ashamed and furious.

He practically bounced off the ground.

As he got closer, he could see Xia Chixiao's face clearly. Sure enough, he looked very similar to Mrs. Li Yanghou.

At this time, his guard and vigilance were gone, and all that was left was anger. He said angrily: "You have taken everything from me, and you still want to show off in front of me. I will beat you to death!"

Xia Chixiao's calm and cold eyes fell on him, and he said contemptuously: "You, a dandy who is not diligent in his limbs and cannot distinguish between grains, want to beat me to death? What are you dreaming about?"

How can you bear this?
Although Xia Zhenyuan was originally angry, his life in the past few months had bent his back and made him learn to bow his head, so he screamed loudly, but he still hadn't made up his mind to take action.

But Xia Chixiao's words made him unable to bear it any longer, and he punched out.

Xia Chixiao stepped aside and punched back.

Xia Zhenyuan was knocked down, and his anger could no longer be contained. The cold treatment and grievances he had received over the past few months, this huge gap brought despair to his heart, and the Marquis of Liyang abandoned him like a piece of shit...

All these things, at this moment, condensed into a sky-high anger.

He just wanted to give the instigator a good beating and breathe a sigh of relief.

The two of them punched each other and kicked each other, and soon they were fighting each other.

Xia Zhenyuan felt a twisted pleasure in his heart.

Look at you, you are dressed in fine clothes, while I am dressed in rags like a beggar, and when we fight, aren’t they just as stained with dust?
He punched Xia Chixiao several times, but he received more punches.

But he doesn't care at all!
Xia Zhenyuan knew that he couldn't beat him, but he could succeed occasionally, and that was enough.

Beat him again, keep going!
If you can't beat me to death, I will beat you to death!

Punch once to relieve your anger, punch twice to make money!
The punches hit the flesh, and the nose and face were bruised and swollen.

　Thank you for dreaming back to Mogan Mountain, rain falls and snow falls in the north and south of the Yangtze River, and I reward you with 500 starting coins!Thank you both~~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)