Hidden street corner, under the eaves of a colorful arch.

Two people knelt there, an old man and a young woman.

The old man's bearded hair was tangled in locks, and the skin of his face was as deeply, and divinely, marked as the bark of a dead tree.

He stretched out his thin, feeble arm, palm up. The cloudy eyes seem to be devoid of any expression, and the dried and cracked lips will quickly close when they see a passerby, emitting a slurred timbre.

"moncler outlet online, do good, reward the mouth to eat the ground ......... moncler, moncler ...... You old virtue and goodness!"

However, no one responded to his words, and the peaceful and leisurely people, passing by him in disgust, did not even look at him.

Beside him, kneeling girl, the figure is so small, so thin.

Like a flower in the autumn wind, trembling and ready to wither.

She had no shoes on her feet, revealing the black soles of her feet.

The clothes on her body, though full of patches couldn't cover the tattered remains.

Her hair covered her face, revealing only those black, bright, longing, fantastical eyes.

The various lights in those eyes made Zhu Yun Yun's heart thump.

Following the girl's gaze, a stall selling buns across the street was bubbling with hot air.

The girl was staring blankly like that, the corners of her mouth shining a little.

Suddenly, her head tilted a bit, as she saw, the owner of that bun stall, handing a few white buns, smilingly, to a fat kid being held by an old man.

Afterwards, her eyelids twitched and her eyes became a bit confused.

She seemed to be wondering what flavor that bun was.

A short glimpse, a moment of the scene, made Zhu Yun Yun instantly break free from the beauty of the flourishing world.

He saw the other side of this era, the cruel side.

This is the capital of the Great Ming, the most prosperous place in the whole world, and there are still people who can't eat.

There were many such people in the vast territory of Daming.

All along, from the time he came to this world, all he did, all he wanted was that lofty imperial throne.

He wanted to make this Great Ming rich and strong, and take a very different path.

He wanted to make this Great Ming explode into a brighter light and leave it for future generations to sing about.

He even thought about letting the humiliation of hundreds of years later, and all those various unequal treatments and treaties, all go to hell.

But he had overlooked, the nature of this era.

If he really got that position, there was more he had to do.

Zhu Yun Yun stood there quietly watching, and the guards behind him didn't dare to make a sound, until a voice broke this silence.

By the side of the road, in the ornately fronted silk manor, a teenage boy rushed out in annoyance.

"Hey, old man, don't go anywhere else!"

"Don't ask for food in front of our store!"

"Hurry up and get out!"

Saying that, the fierce little dude, kicked over the broken clay pot in front of the old man.

The old man instantly clutched his granddaughter tightly in horror, while the girl, however, still looked at the baozi store.

"How can we do business with you here? Hurry up and go ..... Kick you to death believe it or not?"

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"What are you kicking his basin for?"

Suddenly, an angry voice made the little fellow freeze.

He timidly turned around and saw that it was the young master of a large family with a dozen or so long followers, looking at him with an unfavorable gaze.

The little fellow immediately changed into a smiling face, he couldn't afford to mess with the young master of a large family.

Slightly bowed and smiled, ''This young master, this ...... This old man is at our door, affecting business. You see, the people on this street, they don't come here!"

"I'm asking you, what are you kicking his basin for?"

Zhu Yun Yun carries two packages of sugar and walks over with big strides.

In his previous life, Zhu Yun Yun was also a poor man, he was a year-round early morning and late night without holidays rest days, relying on his own hands to earn everything working people.

He couldn't afford to buy a house, couldn't afford to buy a good car, and even a mouthful of good food, all a little reluctant to give up.

Although he is a poor man, he is a poor man with dignity.

Begging in front of people's homes and being driven away, he understood.

But what he couldn't understand, or was a bit annoyed with, was the little dude's condescending look, and mean face.

"Say, why did you kick him in the basin? "

Zhu Yun Yun walked over and glared at the little dude.

The hands of Liao Yong and other guards touched the handle of the short knife on his waist.

Being stared at by these gazes, the little dude's face was instantly full of cold sweat, and the two strands of war.

"Little man ....... Little man .......... "

"You are a human being, he is also a human being! " Zhu Yun Yun uttered a sentence that might not be accepted by the people of this era.

Then waving his hand, he said to the little fellow, "Treating others well is also a form of respect! "

These words were even more incomprehensible to the others. The little fellow didn't understand it, the brocade guards retainers didn't understand it, and those who were sticking their necks out to see what was going on didn't understand it either.

"You go away! "

Zhu Yun Yun's nameless fire did not want to send on the little dude, the latter smiled and ran back to the store in a puff of smoke.

Running to the store, looking at Zhu Yunyun who slowly squatted in front of the girl, frowned and scolded, "Bah, what good person to pretend? If you have the ability, you lead your family to raise it? "

"What's the name? "Zhu Yun Yun squatted down in front of the girl and looked at the other's bright eyes.

"Flower! " the girl timidly opened her mouth, and then immediately lowered her head and gnawed on her dirt-covered fingers.

"Liao Yong! "

"Master San! "

"Go to the bun stall and buy a few pounds of buns! "

Liao Yong flew off, Zhu Yunyun turned his head to look at Liao Ming again.

"The money on you .... Give me some ...... \"

Zhu Yunyun was a little embarrassed, he, the king of Wu of the Great Ming actually went out without a copper plate. Just now, when he bought candy, it was still the guards who gave him money.

Liao Ming reached out to unpack his purse, he didn't know what Zhu Yunyun meant by those words, but he knew that the King of Wu was moved with compassion.

"Young master!" The old man who was asking for food suddenly spoke up, knocking his head heavily on the ground, then choked and said, "You are kind, buy this girl! If you follow me, you will starve to death sooner or later!!!"

Starve to death!

Yes, there are people starving to death in this era.

Zhu Yunyun's heart, like a knife stabbing so painful.

"Why do you want food?" While his heart was hurting, Zhu Yun Yun asked a sentence that he felt idiotic when he finished.

The old man looked up, his eyes are confused, "son died, the family land let the proprietor take back, no land to plant no food. Without food, I can only come out to beg for food!"

Without a strong laborer in the family, he is not qualified to farm.

"Third master, buns!" Liao Yong returned with a bag of hot buns.

"Eat!" Zhu Yunyong puts it in Hua's hand.

The girl first looked at Zhu Yunyun incredulously, then quickly grabbed the bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

The bun that had just come out of the pot was very hot, and the girl bared her teeth and chewed with a smile in her eyes.

Suddenly, the bun fell to the ground because it was too hot.

The girl picked it up again quickly, completely ignoring the dirt on it, and continued to stuff it into her mouth.

"Master, you buy my granddaughter!" The old man begging for food cried.

An old man with a girl, even if they were given money, how long could they eat?

Zhu Yunyun waved his hand at Liao Ming's purse, it's better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

"Liao Yong!"

"Third Master!"

"Your family ....... Can you resettle them?"

The Liao brothers are the descendants of the Duke of Chu, and the Duke's family should not lack two idle eaters.

In this era, for the poor, being able to enter a dukedom's residence as an underling was actually a form of high climbing.

"Can!" Liao Yong laughed, "two more mouths to feed!"

Zhu Yunyun nodded, "Over to you!" After saying, turned around and left.

Before leaving and then turned back, the girl is still eating buns with a big mouth, face overflowing with happiness.

"Old man, you are meeting a nobleman!" Liao Yong laughed, "Follow me, to find you a place to eat!"

The old man asked for food some disbelief, but in the end the brain of the desire to survive, overcame the fear, holding the eating buns of flowers followed him.

After crossing a street, he walked past a store selling tung oil.

"Liao Wu, get out!" Liao Yong shouted at the door of the store.

Inside dressed decently in charge of the shop, really close to rolling out, directly kneeling on the ground, "Master, what do you command?"

This store, is the property of the Duke of Chu's family.

"This old man and child sent to the house to the housekeeper, arrange for them to do something." Said, Liao Yong in the shopkeeper's body stomped a foot, positive color, "Tell the housekeeper, good arrangements, nobleman entrusted, dare to delay things, the family law to serve!"

"Good master, you don't worry, slave girl must give you to do it properly!"

See Liao Yong fast running away, the shopkeeper stood up, look at the old man and eating buns girl, froze.

"Nobleman? Which nobleman?"

Thinking, the shopkeeper immediately stared wide-eyed.

My own master is working in the palace, and today he is dressed in civilian clothes, and he said that he is a nobleman?

Days!

"Hey man, hurry up and give this old man ...... old man and little girl, find some clean clothes!"