imperial psychologist

Chapter 103 Bai Yi's Plan

Standing in front of Chaotian Street again, Bai Yi felt a little complicated.

Not long ago, he was standing on the top of the highest floor of Baiwei Building, overlooking the most prosperous streets and alleys in the capital.

At that time, he used to be full of pride and thought that he had once again grasped the throat of fate, and in this struggle with life, he would regain the dominance of life.

However, with a single word from Emperor Jianxi, it became meaningless for him to endure two years of dark kitchen life.

It seems to be like this all the time, the more you want to grab something in your hand, the more you will fail in the end.

Thinking of the happy stone-pushing man Bai Ling talked about during the day, Bai Yi laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

"Go away!"

A whip came from behind, dragging Bai Yi back from his ecstasy. Before he realized what happened, his body had instinctively jumped aside, but the back of his hand was still hit hard by the tail of the whip. The whipping, the whole person lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The next moment, a carriage ran over the place where Bai Yi had just stood.

"If you don't want to die, die far away! Don't dirty the road of the master!"

The coachman on the carriage didn't even look back, let out a yell, and continued to gallop forward—then there was a series of exclamations and whipping sounds from the crowd, and the laughter of the men and women in the carriage could still be vaguely heard.

"Young man, are you alright?" A barefoot old man with a white beard stepped forward to help Bai Yi up, "It's really dangerous, don't be in a daze when you walk in the future."

"It's okay, thank you old man."

Bai Yi took the old man's hand and stood up in a bit of embarrassment. He fell into the mud puddle with rain on the side of the road, and the water was dripping from the bottom of his clothes.

Bai Yi tried to pat, but his hands were also covered with wet sand.

He snorted, and simply wiped his dirty hands on the clothes around his waist.

"Whose carriage is this? How dare you run amok here?" Bai Yi asked looking at the back of the carriage.

"Who else can it be?" The old man made a contemptuous expression, "That's Song Na, the son of Mr. Shoufu."

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, "Really? Why didn't I seem to have heard his name here before?"

The old man looked at Bai Yi's clothes again, his face changed, "Why, listen to me, my brother used to come to our Chaotian Street?"

"No, no," Bai Yi saw the old man's misunderstanding, and quickly waved his hands, "I used to work as an apprentice chef in Baiweilou for several years, and I have heard a little bit about the things on the street."

"No wonder, I don't think you are dressed like a rich man." The old man said to himself, and then he turned back some good looks, "It's not unusual to come here now if you didn't come before. It takes three to five years to learn well, but one night is enough to learn badly."

A look of surprise appeared on Bai Yi's face, "Old man knows all about this."

"Do you know if you don't think about it?" The old man drooped his face again, "There is a son of any kind. My grandson and granddaughter-in-law's biscuit shop was overturned by their carriage last time. The carts are all falling apart... Alas, the world is hard, no one treats us small people as human beings."

Bai Yi frowned when he heard that, and took out a small piece of silver from his waist, "Old man, go on."

Although the old man didn't react, he had already grasped the silver coin thrown by Bai Yi with quick eyesight and hands.

"This--"

"Take it and buy some new moulds," Bai Yi said with a smile, "The superiors don't treat us as human beings, we treat ourselves as human beings."

Seeing that the old man stretched out his hand and was about to push back, Bai Yi ran forward in a flash - he was most afraid of the politeness of being pushed back and forth.Hearing the old man shouting thank you in a surprised and joyful voice from a distance, Bai Yi was very happy from the bottom of his heart.

This is probably the joy in the movie where the money from the bandit's gun is smashed into the windows of the poor.

However, halfway through the run, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It's nothing to do with the old man's cart model falling apart, the old man is from a poor family, isn't he?
As a result, I couldn't bear it and reached out to give money. How is this behavior different from that of my father, Bai Shijun, who paid for medical treatment?
Bai Yi only felt his heart sink, as if he heard Bai Ling's words "If I didn't know that you also passed through, I would definitely recognize you two as biological father and son" lingering in his ears again, his face burned instantly.

——No, the money today was given by Concubine Ning, not mine.

——Ning Concubine Niang Niang spent a lot of money, and there was a surplus in the first place.

Yes, in order to prepare materials for herself, Ning Bi sponsored 50 taels.

Thinking of this, Bai Yi felt better again - tonight he didn't count as a swollen face to pretend to be a fat man, because he was a real fat man.

Along the alley that brought Bai Ling last time, Bai Yi came to the muddy open space that exuded the stench again.

The stench of the night was stronger than ever.Rain is the most feared here, because there are almost no drainage channels, and once it rains, it will start to flood.The garbage piled up in the corners and even the dirty things in the lower cesspools will slowly emerge and float everywhere along the stagnant water.

The wisdom of homeless people is to take their tents, children, and all their belongings together and move to a high place for a night.

If you don’t take things away, they will all disappear when you come back the next day, and then you may still see them in the neighborhood around you—if you can call these people who live around you neighborhoods.

Bai Yi came to the stone wall that he had visited last time. Surprisingly, the open space in front of the stone wall was still empty.

Apparently, no one dared to pitch a tent here even at night when the homeless people were crowded together.

Bai Yi couldn't help smiling, he looked down, grabbed a few small stones on the ground and threw them to the other side of the stone wall.

There were a few noises from behind the wall, and then two small heads emerged from the stone wall, "Brother Bai?"

"En." Bai Yi said softly, "Have you found all the things I entrusted you to find?"

"It's all ready." A Li brought a child over from the wall barefoot, "Let's go out and talk."

……

It was the same wonton shop that he brought Bai Ling to last time, and Bai Yi strode in with his two children.

There was no restraint in Ah Li's expression, it was just that the kid following him - the kid who looked to be only about six or seven years old, was holding Ah Li's sleeve tightly, not daring to let go.

The child looked at the people in the store with some fear, for fear that they would drive him out with a broom.

But the boss just glanced at them and didn't mean to chase them away.

"This is Xiaoman! I just came here, and I haven't seen the world, so don't be surprised, Brother Bai!" A Li once again assumed the role of the eldest brother, "Come on, Xiaoman, give Brother Bai——"

"Stop, stop." Bai Yi rested his chin on one hand, and interrupted Ah Li mercilessly, "Where are my things?"

The child named Xiaoman's eyes lit up, he stood up quickly and took out seven or eight cloth bags from his pocket.

The cloth bags are sewn with the most common white cloth, and each cloth bag has many black little finger prints printed on it, probably because Xiao Man has been holding these cloth bags in his arms since he took them .

"This is linen thread, this is horsehair, this is leather, cotton thread..." Xiaoman carefully opened each cloth bag for Boyi to inspect, "There are a few more, my mother and I have found several I planted vines, according to Brother Bai's instructions, soaked each kind of vines several times, and all of them have been rubbed open."

　The nest is back!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)