Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 547
Beggars are usually in the city, and begging in the countryside can't get enough to eat, but I don't know why these two people are here, as if they slipped out of the city.

The village I was walking in was called Lipa Village. The village was not very big, and there were only a few dozen households in the official records.

As soon as the two entered the village, they attracted the attention of the village blacksmith.

I saw the blacksmith with bare strong arms swinging the hammer and beating the pig iron one by one. There was a red-hot stove beside him. Seeing two people passing by, the blacksmith stopped forging and stared sharply at the person coming.

Slowly walking into the village, everyone I saw looked at the two beggars vigilantly. Some of the older wives and sister-in-laws immediately entered the house and locked the chicken and duck cages tightly, like an old man who just wandered out. The door of the house, seeing this scene, immediately slipped back home and closed the door tightly, as if afraid of causing trouble.

The rest of the men walked out of the house and stared at the two of them.

The two beggars walked more and more slowly, bending their waists unconsciously. As they walked along the way, almost all the houses in the village were alarmed, and the strong men from every household came out and stood in front of the house.

The blacksmith picked up his hammer and slowly followed the two of them. One after another, strong men surrounded them.

The two beggars were so frightened that they didn't dare to look around anymore. They quickened their pace and wanted to walk out of the village. A wall of people blocked the way. The homeless man looked up and took two steps back in fright.

The blacksmith looked fierce and asked, "What do you do?"

One of them, speaking in a Liaobei accent, said submissively: "Master, we two brothers offended local snakes here in Ximu City, we can't survive anymore, so we came out to find something to eat."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a broken bowl with a missing corner from his bosom, and smiled shyly.

The other beggar followed suit and nodded, trembling and hiding behind him, as if he was frightened and foolish, not daring to speak.

The blacksmith sized them up for a while, then winked at one of the crowd.

The man came out immediately, and pushed the two beggars hard behind the back. The two beggars were pushed forward immediately, and the broken bowl was thrown to the ground, breaking into pieces. One of the beggars was facing the ground. Here, I ate a mouthful of soil.

After pushing, the man shook his head at the blacksmith.

The two beggars got up in a hurry, and the beggar who hadn't opened his mouth fell hard and had to crawl a few times before getting up.

The beggar should be the first one to beg for mercy: "Master, please forgive me, please, please forgive me..."

The other beggar nodded repeatedly, shrunk into a ball, and dodged his eyes.

The blacksmith looked at the two of them contemptuously, and said fiercely, "You don't have anything to eat here, get out."

After finishing speaking, I didn't care about it, and headed towards the blacksmith shop with a hammer in my hand.

The rest of the strong men also dispersed one after another, and the remaining one drove the two away from the village like a dog or pig.

The two beggars ran out of the village, and didn't stop until they ran a long way, looking back at the village in the distance.

The beggar who had spoken took a mouthful of the mud in his mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Wei, what are you doing?" He still had a Liaobei accent.

They drove out not long after entering the village, without finding out the situation of the village at all.

Chen Wei looked at the village with a solemn expression. As the patriarch expected, they encountered a hard bone.

These days, they followed the grain transport team all the way north. Once they entered this village, the grain transport team disappeared without a trace like a mud cow into the sea, and no one from the grain transport team came out again.

When the group of them was about to enter the village, the patriarch suddenly realized that something was wrong and led them to retreat to a safe place.

He and Lao Liu, who are good at disguising, disguised themselves and came here to find out the situation, but they didn't expect that the situation was much more serious than they thought.

Chen Wei said in a low voice: "Let's go, first go back and report to Patriarch."

After finishing speaking, the two carefully bypassed the village and quickly retreated towards a forest.

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At the same time, in Canglan courtyard.

Like an obedient student, Lianhua sits upright in front of the dressing table, reverently flips through the book, and mutters something in her mouth: "The face is like powder, the lips are like fat, and the hope is passionate... Well, it's not this sentence, this sentence is written Like a little lady, why did you forget to cross it out?..."

"Young master should only see paintings, and I only know about them... This sentence is too long, it seems that the one who writes is talented, and it is not this sentence."

"Well-dressed, handsome, erudite, talented, ah, not really, where did I remember..."

The emperor had already seen clearly what was written in her notebook, and even many of the words on it were very familiar.

He is well-informed, talented, handsome, handsome, handsome, handsome, unparalleled in the world...

Aren't these the words she used to praise him in the past?

His face was covered with black lines, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he understood the purpose of this book at a glance.

This little villain is openly cheating, no wonder his mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, he recited it according to the book, can he not be sweet?

Just when it's time to use it, can you forget it?
He took a deep breath, wanted to be angry but couldn't get angry, deeply felt that this scene was very strange, no matter what happened, whenever he met his little concubine, he couldn't be serious.

It's not surprising that even today's murder can be taken as a joke by his little concubine, and it's not surprising that he praises him as an endorsement.

No matter when and where, his little concubine can free him from other thoughts, and he just wants to take care of her. If he doesn't take care of her for a long time, her skin will itch.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him who was concentrating on flipping through the book. He recognized the word on it, it was hers.

I didn't expect that it was not easy for the little villain to study so hard just to praise him. He was perfunctory and careful, like a compliment that was out of his mind, and a compliment that seemed to come out of his mind. I really couldn't explain it clearly.

The emperor said in a cool tone: "It looks like I have written a lot, it's really hard for my daughter, it's not easy to copy this book."

When Lianhua heard this, she didn't take her eyes off the notebook, and replied smoothly without turning her head: "It was very hard work, even when I was studying in the past, I didn't take it so seriously. It took a lot of effort to collect these words. effort."

At this point, she finally turned her eyes away from the notebook a little bit, shook her head, admired and sighed at herself, and said to herself: "I'm so smart, hehe, fortunately, Xiao Linzi has a good memory, and I ask him to help me remember it on weekdays." Remember it once, and copy it down together when you have time, it’s really wonderful.”

These words come from daily life, the poems she learned first, the books she can find, and Nanny Qi and Xiao Jizi. They can see them at any time, mention them at any time, let Xiao Linzi write them down at any time, and then find time to copy them down later. , the main encounter is not easy, copy the bento to practice calligraphy.

This boast made the emperor speechless for a while, and his heart was complicated.

Well, his little concubine really didn't waste it at all, the little eunuch's talent was completely excavated by her, and it was useless for business, it was only used for these trivial matters.

　There is feedback from the master that the plot rhythm is too slow, thank you for reminding me, okay?
　　The author of the dog is also aware of this problem. There is no outline of the book, and the front stall is too big to pull the head of the bald chicken. The author of the dog is not good enough, I am really sorry

　　Please give the dog author some time to see how to take it back slowly, I am afraid that writing too fast will be like a running account

　　Well, in fact, the author of the dog had an immature idea at the beginning. The day when Lianhua gave birth to the baby, the whole story ended successfully, so I wrote it according to this idea, and the timeline was drawn very thinly.
　　Ang, I have to think again, think again, how to deal with it
　　I am also trying to learn how other authors write rhythms (commonly known as reading novels), learn from each other, and make up for each other

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　　Recently, I seldom read the messages and comments of the hosts, mainly because I feel ashamed and dare not read them.
　　When I met the little master who beat me, I didn’t dare to beep like before,

　　Because the little master who has been chasing "Concubine Hanhan" to the present is the cutest person and the most precious gift of the codeword chicken,
　　The writing is not good, please forgive me, I don’t like it, I scold the code words**o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
(End of this chapter)