Jiaohua

Chapter 175 hearsay
A bowl of gruel was put down, followed by a plate of buns.

"Little guest officer, you have eaten well!" said the man.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled, imitating his tone: "Okay."

The waiter smiled and left. Xia Zhaoyi took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, wiped them with a handkerchief, and stirred them lightly on the hot porridge.

This is the third breakfast she ate today, and this is another one.

The heat was coming out of the porridge, and she stirred it quietly while listening to the voices around her.

There are many people who talk about trivial matters, but few people talk about the world and state affairs, but you can hear a thing or two about the general situation.

Someone at the next table mentioned a few words about Duke Dingguo's mansion, but no one stopped him, as if it was not a taboo.

The situation of Pei Feng has also been mentioned a lot, but when it is mentioned, the word "plague" is always included.

The porridge gradually cooled, and the people next to him changed tables. Xia Zhaoyi got up and put ten copper coins on the table, took two buns and left.

The little beggar on two adjacent streets was squatting in the corner, the bowl in front of him was missing a big hole.

He was so hungry that he looked eagerly at the restaurant across the street, thinking that it was getting dark so he could give him some leftovers.

A bun was put down by a small white hand, and the little beggar hurriedly raised his hand to grab it, stuffed it into his mouth first, and then looked up to see who was the kind person.

The little girl stood in front of him, looked at the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, and said helplessly, "You are not afraid that the steamed stuffed bun is poisonous, so just stuff it into your mouth."

The little beggar swallowed the buns in a few mouthfuls without even thinking about chewing, then wiped her mouth and looked at the girl.

"I still have one, what if you don't?" the little girl said again, she still had a bun in her hand.

"Yes!" said the little beggar, reaching out to snatch it away.

The little girl dodged it all at once, and as if by magic, the bun appeared in her other hand.

"If you want, I can ask you a few things. If you can explain in detail, I can treat you to a big meal." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Okay, okay!" The little beggar nodded hurriedly.

There is a large lake behind the Wanglaifu Inn. There are boats going back and forth on the lake, and there seems to be a small golden autumn poetry meeting on the other side of the lake.

Many talented scholars and beauties who do not rush back and forth for their livelihoods are on the opposite bank.

Most of the eyes were on them, so no one would care about a pair of children in simple clothes walking under the tung tree over there.

The little beggar couldn't take his eyes off the bun in the girl's hand, and stared at it helplessly.

After the girl found a place to sit down, she passed the bun over.

The little beggar snatched it away, but was reluctant to eat it, so she held it in her hand.

"I still have a lot of copper coins here," Xia Zhaoyi said, "what do I ask, what do you answer, answer one, and I will give you a copper coin."

The little beggar looked at the copper plate in her hand, and felt that the color was very beautiful: "You ask, you ask!"

"Dingguo Mansion, why was the house ransacked?"

"Ah..." The little beggar was taken aback, "Why are you asking this?"

"Just answer."

The little beggar frowned, looking at this girl who was several years younger than herself.

Slowing down, the little beggar said, "It seems to be related to the Pan family in Ningzhou..."

"Ningzhou Pan's family?"

"I don't know the details. I know that it only took three days from hearing about the accident in Dingguo's mansion to when they were ransacked and exterminated. Why do you ask this?"

Xia Zhaoyi nodded, and when he heard the word "Miemen", he felt as uncomfortable and piercing as a silver needle piercing his ear.

She handed over a copper plate.

The little beggar happily accepted it, and saw that there were two more fingers in the girl's fingers.

"Miemen... how did you do it?" Xia Zhaoyi asked with difficulty.

"How to destroy what?"

"Is it wine, or Bai Ling, or...beheading?"

"Behead! The women's family members were exiled, and the men's heads were beheaded. On the large execution ground in the southwest of Shengjing, there were more than 100 heads, and they were chopped off in one fell swoop!" The little beggar said vividly. There was a knife on the neck.

"When did it happen? Two years ago?"

"Yes, not long after Ding Guogong and Miss Xia had an accident, it seems to be April, yes, it should be April, the weather was good at that time, I remember clearly! Old Liu Zi died not long after that, The corpses were rolled up in a mat and thrown out with the help of the pawn shop guys!"

"April." The little girl repeated blankly.

"If you don't mention this, I can hardly remember it. If you mention it, it seems that many people died and many girls disappeared. It's strange to say that it's just at the feet of the emperor. "The little beggar continued.

The little girl seemed to be listening, but also didn't seem to be listening.

The little beggar stopped, looked at her and said, "What's wrong with you?"

The little girl didn't speak, and was silent for a long time, then passed the two copper coins in her hand, then took out another one, and said: "Except for the ransacking of Dingguo's mansion, has there been any major incidents in the court in the past two years? "

"Hey, how could I know that?" the little beggar hurriedly put away the two copper coins he got again, and couldn't close his mouth with a smile, "I knew that many people's heads were chopped off, and several big households were wiped out." Well, by the way, there is something strange about it. Last year, Minister of Rites, Lin Hongru, his whole family was killed. In one night, all of them were killed! The blood flowed out from the crack of the door, that It was scary, so I ran to see it."

"Minister of Rites Lin Hongru? What about Ren Qingshu?"

"Ren Qingshu resigned. He resigned because of the Dingguo mansion and the Tao family. I didn't know why he resigned. It wasn't because he was robbed by someone on the way back. Outside He County, a group of people were killed or injured. Ren Qingshu didn't seem to be dead, but he was seriously injured, and he might be disabled... Hey, both of them are ministers of the Ministry of Rites, what a pity." The little beggar said, repeatedly Shake your head.

Xia Zhaoyi handed over a copper coin, and said, "What else is there, what's the big deal, and tell me about the families you mentioned that were wiped out."

"Okay, okay!" It was the first time that the little beggar saw how easy it was to make money, and he couldn't be happier, so he hurriedly told all the things he knew.

He roams around the market all the year round, one shop drives him out, another shop drives him out, he knows a lot of people, he goes to a lot of places, and he hears a lot of news, especially when something happens to a family, and there are some rumors on the street, He will always be the first to join in the fun.

At that time, to join in the fun, to see if we could pick up or grab some treasures in the chaos, and who's married, Hongzhuang passed by on the long street, and the wealthy would always sprinkle some sugar and copper coins, attracting passers-by to scramble, and it was a joyous occasion.

The little beggar only now knows that what he saw and heard can be sold as news, and it is really worth it in exchange for a few meals.

(End of this chapter)