After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 110

When Song Jiuxi was leaving the gate of Yunlou, he was suddenly bumped into by a little beggar.

Song Jiuxi stretched out his hand to support the little beggar's head, the little beggar fell to the side unsteadily, Song Jiuxi grabbed his arm again and pulled him back.

Fu Chenyun hurried over and asked worriedly: "Master, is everything alright?"

"It's okay." Song Jiuxi shook her head. This little beggar was only as high as her shoulders. He looked to be only seven or eight years old. He was so thin that his whole body was covered with bones.

"You little beggar still dare to steal our things, see if I don't beat you to death." Behind the little beggar were two men who were also dressed in rags and looked like beggars.

The two men saw the little beggar standing next to Song Jiuxi and Fu Chenyun, and then their eyes flashed, and they said with a smile: "Miss, this little beggar has dirty hands and feet and often steals from us. You must be sure." To see if there is anything stolen from him, this little beggar is cunning."

Song Jiuxi looked at the little beggar, and Fu Chenyun saw this and said, "I've seen this little beggar before. He was begging at the door two days ago. I thought he was pitiful, so I brought him something to eat. Master, otherwise, I'll kill him now." He drove away?"

Hearing that, the little beggar shook his shoulders and clenched the coarse grain cake in his hand even tighter.

"Mine." His voice was muffled, with a different kind of stubbornness.

"What's yours? It's obvious that you stole it from us." One of the two beggars scolded angrily, "You're a thief at such a young age. You really are a fool who has no parents and no mother."

"It's mine. An uncle gave it to me." The little beggar raised his head and spoke slowly, but in a very angry tone.

From under his messy hair, Song Jiuxi saw a pair of very clean and clear eyes, which were eyes that had never been stained with any mundane debris.

Song Jiuxi was very surprised, and she just held the little beggar's bone, which is still a good seed for martial arts.

"You little bastard!" The two beggars got angry, and raised their crutches to hit the little beggar, but Song Jiuxi grabbed them.

The little beggar's eyes lit up.

Song Jiuxi asked coldly, "Is this cake really yours? Where did you buy it?"

"Of course!" said the beggar, but his crutches would not budge.His face turned red, and he said angrily, "I bought it at the one at Qiaotou in the north of the city. Of course it's mine. He stole it from me."

Song Jiuxi pushed the crutch away, and the beggar fell on his back.

Song Jiuxi said coldly: "Chen Yun took the two of them to the owner of the pancake shop at Qiaotou in the north of the city to ask if the two of them had ever bought anything from him. If not, we will break their legs."

The expressions of the two beggars changed when they heard what Song Jiuxi said.They glanced at each other, then turned and ran away, and gave the little beggar a "wait and see" look.

After the matter was settled, Song Jiuxi said to Chen Yun: "This little beggar has very good bones, he can be taken in and cultivated."

Fu Chenyun understood Song Jiuxi's meaning, he said with some embarrassment: "Master, this little beggar is a fool."

Seeing Song Jiuxi looking at him in surprise, Fu Chenyun explained: "This little beggar is a fool, his brain is not working."

"I'm not stupid." The little beggar said suddenly.

Fu Chenyun stared blankly at the little beggar, and Song Jiuxi suddenly smiled: "It really doesn't look stupid, Chen Yun stays in your restaurant and finds him a job."

Fu Chenyun nodded, it's not difficult, it's just an extra bite of food.

Song Jiuxi was about to leave, but the little beggar suddenly grabbed Song Jiuxi's sleeve.

The little beggar looked at her brightly: "You are very powerful."

Fu Chenyun laughed at the side: "Master, why don't you take him in, take him in as an apprentice and go back to teach him."

Song Jiuxi said speechlessly, "I don't have the time, and I don't know how to teach others."

She doesn't know how to teach, and Song Ruoyu, the only one who teaches, is angry and tells her to leave him alone, thinking that her teaching level is not very good.

The little beggar said anxiously, pulling her sleeves: "I want to learn from you."

"I can't teach well, Chen Yun, you have nothing to teach him." Song Jiuxi used his internal force to flick the little beggar's hand away, turned and left.

The little beggar was still looking straight at Song Jiuxi's back after she left. Fu Chenyun thought it was funny, and asked: "Why do you have to learn from her? You can also learn from me, I am also very good."

The little beggar turned around, looked at him seriously for a while and said, "You are not as powerful as her."

Strange, can this little beggar see it?

Fu Chenyun brought the little beggar back to the Deyun tower, washed him up, and found that he was still a very good-looking child.

"What's your name?" Fu Chenyun asked.

"Li Changan."

Fu Chenyun asked: "Chang'an, how old are you, can you work at such a young age?"

"I'm 12 and I know a lot."

Fu Chenyun was shocked, he was 12 years old, and this kid looked only seven or eight years old.

He is so short and thin, except for a good-looking face, everything else is stupid.

Fu Chenyun didn't believe what Li Changan could do, so he arranged for him to clean the table.

But I didn't expect that Li Changan could really do everything, such as cleaning the table, washing dishes, and even cooking two dishes in a decent manner.

But Fu Chenyun also discovered a strange thing, that is, Li Chang'an has a parenting habit that only descendants of aristocratic families have.

Even when he was doing these rough jobs, the habits in his bones could not be changed.

For example, no matter how hungry he is, he will not gobble up food, but sit upright and eat slowly with his head down.

For another example, he can write, and he has a steady wrist when holding a pen.

Fu Chenyun originally thought that this was an ordinary little beggar, but now his heart tightened, fearing that if Li Changan had a special background, it would be harmful to his master.

Fu Chenyun quickly went to investigate Li Chang'an, but seeing the results of the investigation, his face became gloomy.

Song Jiuxi went back and found that Yan Shubai was not in the house. He heard people say that the sage sent someone to invite him, and Yan Shubai had already entered the palace.

Song Jiuxi thought about the defeat of the Beidi army, did the court already get the news?
What is His Majesty asking Yan Shubai to do at this time?Do you want to touch Yan Shubai's Xiao Yiwei?
After Qin Chaoyuan's defeat, no one in Dayan could defeat the fierce Northern Qi people.

Only Yan Shu Bai Neng, or Yan Shu Bai Neng two years ago.

Today's Yan Shubai has seven frosts and snows in his body, even if he wants to, he is powerless.

Thinking about this, Song Jiuxi returned to the house, but saw a lacquered wooden box beside the bed.

Song Jiuxi didn't take it seriously, and opened it casually. Inside was a white porcelain bottle.

Song Jiuxi pulled out the red cloth plug on the white porcelain bottle, and suddenly smelled a strange smell.

Song Jiuxi frowned, smelled the smell carefully, and suddenly her face changed severely.

Yan Shubai is crazy!

(End of this chapter)