Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 2 Heroes, Women and Fools

Ragged beggars are everywhere.

Some are still in better spirits, lazily grabbing the fleas that have been messed up like popcorn in the sun, and some are just hungry and dim-sighted, lying in the corner and don't know if they starved to death.

Suddenly, the group of beggars spread out in a panic like ducks being chased away, and then a group of fiery shadows rushed in.

Bang, the broken door of the City God's Temple, which had been decaying for an unknown amount of time, was kicked to pieces, and Song Qingshu, who was running out of breath, simply softened his legs, and sat down in front of the green-faced, fangs, and ferocious-faced statue of the City God.

In the gloomy Town God's Temple, there are beggars with faces like evil spirits, and behind them is a female ghost in red clothes full of evil spirits. Song Qingshu was really frightened and cried. He knelt down on the ground with a plop, covered his eyes and kowtowed sadly. .

"The Taishang Laojun is as urgent as the law. Big ghosts and little ghosts are not allowed to come close! Girl, it has nothing to do with the little one. It was the king of Shuo, Li Jie, who made you die at a young age. You have a debt and a debtor. There are old ones and young ones, you are a fart to treat the old ones as the young ones, let the young ones go!"

Seeing that this apprentice dared to pretend to be innocent, Xing Hongniang was so angry that her lungs were about to explode. Today was unlucky enough. When she came out to think of a way, she was hit by this bastard, which made Xing Hongniang's teeth itch with anger What's more, this bastard put his head on the most taboo place of a girl's babysitting, and he yelled how soft he was in the public.

Song Qingshu's thoughts were really swallowed alive, the exquisite fist the size of a goose egg was twisted tightly, and he lifted the guy up by holding Song Qingshu's collar, and while turning his fist to Song Qingshu's face, the little girl was still Angrily roared.

"Dare to take advantage of my old lady, and see if my old lady doesn't beat you into a fool!"

Seeing that Song Qingshu's face was about to flatten,
"Hehe, don't fight, this kid is already a fool."

"Yeah, what a big girl, if she doesn't stay at home, she will take care of her husband and teach her children, and come out chasing lunatics and scolding fools, how decent is she?"

"It's not that the little girl is thinking of spring, so she came here to find a fool to solve it, haha."

Noisy discussions suddenly sounded from behind, and Xing Hongniang's round face flushed red.Without even thinking about it, the little girl turned her head viciously, and hit the pillar of the Town God's Temple with her delicate fist.

With a bang, the half-human-thick pillar hummed, and crackling broken stones fell from the head along with the dust. Seeing this scene, Song Qingshu was even more frightened.

Hey, if you want a fist to land on your face, you won't be able to flatten it?
"Chewing the root of your tongue, you're sleepy. If you dare to yell again, my mother will pull out your tongue, so that you can't even chew cold soup and leftovers!"

Those who can sneak into the Town God's Temple to rest are the leaders of the beggars, the elders of the beggars' gang, and they commit crimes on weekdays. Seeing so many bastards who abduct, traffic and mutilate children in later generations, you can know that the hearts of beggars are not what they seem on the surface so poor.

But this fist, looking at the rickety City God's Temple, full of swear words, these beggars' heads were all shrunk back into their stomachs, just like Xing Hongniang yelled, they shrank their heads into the ragged cotton jacket and held back, obediently squint.

Among so many people, only a skinny beggar leaning on the far side turned his face aside in disdain, and it was obvious that the beggar's left face was covered with hideous scars.

One sentence settled all the beggars, Xing Hongniang turned her head angrily and raised her fist again, but seeing Song Qingshu trembling with her head in her arms, she lost interest in hitting him for a while.

Although he came from a later age, Song Qingshu's attire is really good enough to do as the Romans do, because when he goes to the construction site, Song Qingshu's jacket is a dusty rag white vest, and his pair of trousers are patched and patched on the left side. The appearance of the female ghost screamed for mercy, not like a normal person.

Arguing with a fool, Xing Hongniang wasn't that bad, cursed secretly, and the little heroine in red turned and walked out annoyed.

But as soon as he walked to the door, thinking about today's troubles, Hongniang Xing's eyes suddenly lit up, she turned her head and clicked her tongue in amazement, and started to write Song Qingshu in large numbers.

Seeing this "ghost in red" go away, Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief when the female ghost came back immediately. The scared Song Qingshu hurriedly covered his head again, and cried out sadly: "Woman, there is a wrong and a debt!" Lord, you can find Li Jie when you're done, the younger one is just passing by, so please forgive me!"

The mouth was full of nonsense, which made Xing Hongniang raise her beautiful eyebrows again, but Xuanji grabbed Song Qingshu's hand like a fist lightning.

"Fool, follow me, nod as soon as I ask you to nod, and when it's done, my sister will reward you with a delicious meal!"

Being dragged by the arm, Song Qingshu almost didn't cry, he struggled tragically and screamed for mercy, but his little effort couldn't be compared with Xing Hongniang, he was picked up like a little chicken.

Watching the two of them leaving in a noisy and intimate manner, the beggar man leaning against the door with half of his scarred face couldn't help shaking his head mockingly.

"It's not that the little girl came out to steal the man!"

"It's better to be alive!"

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I really don't know what Xing Hongniang ate to grow up. She is stronger than Song Qingshu, a big man who can rush faster, dragging the yelling Song Qingshu and galloping all the way. The buildings, some dilapidated and some tall and grand, are as grand as the Qiao family compound that later generations went to travel.

After passing through several streets, Xing Hongniang, who was also sweating slightly on her forehead, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped in front of a particularly spacious and majestic compound.

Facing the sun, the glittering golden words dazzled Song Qingshu's eyes.

Xi'an Mansion!
How can it be called Xi'an Prefecture?Shouldn't it be Chang'an?This is the cemetery of Shuo King Li Jie, and it should be like the Tang Dynasty if he fell into a ghost, right?Xi'an Mansion, it seems that the name was officially changed during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty!How is this going?

A ray of doubt rose in his heart, Song Qingshu didn't allow Song Qingshu to think too much, Xing Hongniang had already grabbed his arm and rushed in.

The yamen servant at the gate seemed to know him, and he didn't stop him with a gloating smile, allowing Xing Hongniang to bypass the majestic lion wall in front of the mansion, and then Song Qingshu's brain short-circuit happened.

What Xing Hongniang went to was not the main hall, but the master's room next to the lobby. At this time, there were a lot of people crowded inside, dragging Song Qingshu and rushed to the door. Xing Hongniang shouted at those people out of breath .

"Here he is, he is my husband-in-law!"

This female ghost wants to recruit me as a husband, it's over now!
Thoughts flashed through his mind, Song Qingshu almost cried...

(End of this chapter)