It is difficult to obey the order of the common people

Chapter 47.
Along the way, Yang Shaoyuan was in high spirits, chatting with Biyue about the fashion styles and new materials in the capital.

But I don’t know if it’s God’s deliberate trickery. When Yang Shaoyuan’s carriage turned to the corner of Huaping Alley where Linglong Pavilion is located, suddenly, a child’s scream came into the carriage, “Help!”

Yang Shaoyuan frowned, quite uneasy.

The last time this happened was when Rong Clan spies stirred up trouble.This time, what is it?
The coachman reported to Yang Shaoyuan with winking eyes, "Miss, there is a child in front who was beaten, and there seems to be a dispute."

In public, there are scandals of fights and fights, which is really a state of life.

Yang Shaoyuan didn't speak, but Biyue took the initiative to pass the words, "Miss, if this fight takes a long time, it's hard to say."

The last time I set out to go to Xianning's Princess Chang's Mansion, a similar thing happened. When I came again this time, Yang Shaoyuan felt very complicated.

Yang Shaoyuan lifted the curtain of the carriage to look, and saw that the carriage was facing not far away, two strong and big boys were punching and kicking a thin boy lying on the ground, saying "wild species" inside and outside, "Bitch" and stuff like that.

Yang Shaoyuan frowned when she heard this, she is not a nosy person, but these children are too much, they beat and kicked people, what should they do if they kill them?
Dead, but also met by himself, it is inevitable that talkative people will say that she stands by and does nothing.

Thinking about it this way, Yang Shaoyuan suddenly had a little sympathy for the child who was beaten, and coldly ordered the guards of the Hou Mansion to pull those children away. Didn't they fight and fight and affect the passers-by behind?
The two beating children were still reluctant to let go, and there was quite a battle of beating people to death.

Yang Shaoyuan simply looked at it, did not get out of the car, and sneered coldly when he saw this, "Although you are making trouble, if you alarm Mr. Guan of Jingzhao Mansion to call the Imperial Guards and Beijing Imperial Guards, then you guys will really feel wronged. Let’s go to the prison in Jingzhao Mansion first. It’s not your turn to go to the prisons of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice for the time being.”

As soon as the words came out, the passers-by who were watching around laughed.

Where did Miss Qianjin come from to speak so eloquently and without mercy?

When the beaters heard this, their faces turned red, and they couldn't hold back a few words to refute Yang Shaoyuan.

Guan Lifu was successful in maintaining law and order in the capital some time ago and arresting the Rong tribe as a spy. The emperor was overjoyed and was promoted by Emperor Longtai to his nephew. His granddaughter was married to a clan king by Emperor Longtai as the princess.

He has won the emperor's heart, and is still in the process of being promoted, so the fool will have trouble with Guan Lifu.

Moreover, Guan Lifu is upright and has always had the reputation of Qingtian in the capital. If he bumps into the hands of this old master Qingtian, he will lose his skin if he doesn't die.

Thinking of this, the little furry kids who beat someone were finally scared. They glared viciously at the skinny little boy who had collapsed into a ball on the ground, and snorted softly, "You are lucky, someone helped you, so you, Siye The seed is not dead. Let's go."

Probably the leader of the children, the group of beaters finally left together.

Passers-by were talking about the beating children before, but now there is no excitement to watch, and instead they are scattered.

The beating child was known to everyone in the neighborhood, and it happened to be the young sons of some rich family members on Zhuque Street. The elders in their families were inextricably linked with the nobles in the capital, so they were able to stay in the capital for a long time.

Otherwise, a vicious fight occurred, and someone would stand up to stop it.

Yang Shaoyuan was too lazy to take care of so many twists and turns, she intervened in this matter, not because she was kind-hearted and saw injustices, but because she simply didn't want to be wasted time, and she had some sympathy for the little boy, so she took care of it.

Now that she is gone, her mission is completed, and Yang Shaoyuan chooses to move on.

Of course, she also asked Biyue to call a doctor for the little boy to look at the injury. Those tall and big children were really unceremonious when they beat them up. It almost made the thin and thin boy lose his breath and vent his anger. too much.

If Yang Shaoyuan hadn't met him, it is estimated that the thin little boy would have been beaten to death.

Biyue took the order, and quickly went to call the doctor.

In the carriage, Yang Shaoyuan did not prepare medicine for sores, but there were some ointments for dispelling blood stasis and relieving pain. Yang Shaoyuan thought for a moment, then got out of the carriage, came to the little boy, put down the ointment, and told him: "These ointments are for dispelling blood stasis and relieving pain. You can wipe it off."

The little boy buried his head on the ground, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the hideous scars on his body were still clearly reflected in Yang Shaoyuan's eyes.

Even though Yang Shaoyuan was used to big scenes, he still couldn't help being shocked by the little boy's injury.

One after another, deep or shallow scars ran across the little boy's back, and the back of the little boy's head was bleeding, as if old wounds were adding new ones.

Yang Shaoyuan, who prided himself on being hard-hearted, felt that it was too much, it was clearly killing people.

The little boy turned his face slowly. Unexpectedly, he had a handsome face and regular features, looking like a delicate young doll.

If you wait a few years, this delicate little boy will be a handsome man.

His body was full of scars, but his face was fair and clear. I have to say that Yang Shaoyuan was taken aback.

The little boy's eyes that were as bright as glass rolled around Yang Shaoyuan's body, probably thinking about something, before he spoke slowly, "Thank you...thank you..."

Saying thank you is very difficult, and those who hear it are sad and those who see it cry.

The little boy's clothes were tattered and torn by the group of children. Even his buttocks were punched and kicked, and the bruises turned black. It is conceivable that this little boy has experienced violent beatings that ordinary people cannot bear.

Yang Shaoyuan took a deep breath, this little boy is really pitiful, and he doesn't know where the little boy's parents are, otherwise how could he allow his child to be treated like this?

"I... only... I..."

The intermittent words made Yang Shaoyuan understand - this handsome little boy is alone and has no relatives.

No wonder, Yang Shaoyuan sighed in his heart, and asked face-to-face, "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

"……No……"

The little boy struggled to make a sound. Every time he spoke, it was a kind of torture. The pain in his throat was almost on fire, like a huge hammer grinding someone.

Yang Shaoyuan didn't want to ask any more questions, opened the ointment, and carefully tried to apply the ointment to the bruise at the corner of his mouth.

The little boy turned his head and resisted.

Yang Shaoyuan said in a good voice, "Do you feel pain and don't want to wipe?"

The little boy stopped talking, and seemed to be very resistant to answering the question.

After being subjected to violent attacks for a long time, another person would have to be autistic. The little boy's situation is not bad.

Yang Shaoyuan got up, wanting the coachman to bring a child-sized dress to put on him, but suddenly remembered that she didn't have child-sized clothes either.

Feeling depressed, Yang Shaoyuan also lost the bright mood when he first came out.

At this time, Biyue came back.

Behind her was a doctor who probably knew the little boy and said, "It really is you."

Then the little boy was carefully checked, and then the medicine was applied. The doctor pointed to the ointment sent by Yang Shaoyuan, and said, "These ointments are very effective, removing blood stasis and relieving pain, and are very suitable for wound recovery. You need to apply more. "

"...um..." The little boy who didn't pay attention to others rarely replied a doctor.

Yang Shaoyuan looked at Biyue with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

Bi Yue whispered, "This doctor is the sitting doctor of Lu's Pharmacy. The shopkeeper has gone out to collect herbs, so this sitting doctor is the only one left."

"Lu's Pharmacy?"

Yang Shaoyuan was startled, isn't that the point of contact that Xiao Yue told him to do?

Thoughtful, the little boy had already been bandaged. The doctor patted his robe with a calm expression on his face, "You have repeated old wounds and new ones, but you must be careful not to touch the wound when you sleep at night." ,do you know?"

The little boy listened obediently and nodded.

The doctor said again, "The pharmacy is your home, so you can come more if you have nothing to do. The pharmacy is very short of odd jobs."

The little boy didn't speak, but his expression was gentle.

Seeing this, the doctor put away the medicine box, bowed his hands to Yang Shaoyuan's master and servant, "I've already bandaged his wound, and it's fine, just apply the medicine as usual."

"That's good." Yang Shaoyuan wanted to pay the consultation fee, but the doctor quickly refused and ran away.

Yang Shaoyuan: "..."

Are there still people who don't want money these days?
Not mentioning the doctor, Yang Shaoyuan hesitated for a while to the little boy who had finished bandaging, and then asked, "Do you want to go with me? I can send you to school, or let you practice martial arts in the army."

The Shouchanghou Mansion does not support idlers, especially injured children like little boys, which is even more inconvenient.

She is powerless and unable to shelter the little boy, so the little boy is absolutely not allowed to stay by her side.

It's better to go to Xiao Yue's side.

Xiao Yue is King Dingxuan, he can sponsor the child to go to school or enter the military camp, so that the little boy will have a future.

The little boy didn't know if he saw something, he sized up Yang Shaoyuan for a long time with glazed eyes, and then he said, "...Go."

"Okay, I'll take you away."

Yang Shaoyuan recruited Biyue, and carefully carried the little boy into the carriage. Fortunately, the little boy was only five years old, so it wouldn't be difficult for a man and a woman to kiss each other.

The little boy sat obediently across from Yang Shaoyuan about an inch away. He was never too close, and he was also a thoughtful child.

Yang Shaoyuan told the coachman, "Go to Dingxuan Palace."

Only by following Xiao Yue can this child have a bright future.

"Yes, ma'am."

The coachman didn't ask anything, turned around and went to Dingxuan Palace.

Yang Shaoyuan looked at the quiet side face of the little boy, lost in thought.

She always felt that this little boy seemed to have some connection with her, and this face made her seem familiar.

However, she has never left the capital, so how could she have such an illusion?
Yang Shaoyuan thought to himself, but Biyue was heartless and introduced the streets and alleys of the capital to the little boy carefully.

(End of this chapter)