Xiao Jiaojiao dressed as a powerful minister

Chapter 19 Beggar
The beggars on the ground are also judges of the situation. When they saw a few people huddling together, they immediately knelt down in the direction of Nanxu.

"My lord, I really didn't mean to snatch your hairpin. I really can't help it. My brother hasn't eaten for several days..."

As he spoke, his voice began to choke.

"I just saw that the things at that stall were more valuable. I really had no choice but to grab something for some money and buy some food for my brother." The man's voice was a little immature, his face was covered with dirt and something, and his face was black. One piece of yellow, can't see the face clearly.

At this moment, tears were streaming down his face, his face was wet with tears, and with a flick of his sleeves, he became more flowery and funny.

"You have hands and feet, why don't you find a job, it's better than grabbing it." Nan Xu looked at him, he was not too young, he was a young man, and it was not difficult to find a job.

What she worries about is that many beggars are willing to beg, knowing that they can earn a living through work.

At the foot of the capital, there are countless rich people. Sometimes they beg for half a day, but they can get more than those who work hard for a day.

It is inevitable that some lazy people will take advantage of the loopholes.

"To be honest, I also want to do the same, but it hasn't been long since I fled to the capital with my younger brother, and there is no time to find him. Right now, my younger brother is dying. I beg you to save my younger brother!"

The little beggar immediately knelt down in front of Nan Xu and the others, touching his forehead to the ground, raising it, touching the ground, and so on, until his forehead turned red.

"Get up, you're about to bleed!" Yun Shiran turned pale with shock, and looked at Nan Xu and Shen Cijing in confusion, "I don't know if what he said is true or not, can we believe it?"

She is still more cautious.

Nan Xu's brows were about to kink in pain, she lowered her eyelids, and muttered, "You said you fled to the capital, what's going on?"

"We'll talk about this later, why don't you go and see his younger brother first?" Yun Shiran raised her hand to suggest.

Just as Nan Xu had this intention, she couldn't help but take a deep look at Yun Shiran. This person always seemed to be able to think one step faster than her.

The little beggar got up quickly, said words of thanks, and led a group of people towards the North Lane of Xicheng.

Passing through several bustling commercial streets, there are fewer and fewer people, and people walking on the street are wearing plain yellow sackcloth.

There are low-rise houses on the side of the street, and the front and back of the house look a bit messy, with piles of straw and dry firewood, and a few children gather together, sitting and playing on the dusty ground.

Under the eaves of the rent, there are big pits on the ground due to the rain all year round.

Nan Xu frowned. She thought of the imperial palace, the Prince Regent's Mansion, and the General's Mansion. The mansions were all paved with marble, and such traces were rarely seen.

Looking carefully, there are many broken tiles. Looking up at the roof, the tiles on the roof are of different colors, and it seems that they have been repaired many times with new tiles.

This is what a poor family in the capital looks like.

Going further inside, the house is no longer a tile-roofed house, the walls are made of loess, and the roof is only covered with thatch. When the wind blows, there is a soft rustling sound, many of which were blown away by the wind and smashed by the rain. Nothing was fixed.

What the little beggar took Nan Xu and others to go was a thatched cottage that looked quite big.

"My lord, please do me a favor and give me some money..."

As soon as I got closer, I saw a lot of people inside. On the stone steps of the house and on the threshold, a group of people dressed in rags, with their hair unkempt all year round, looked messy.

Seeing the clothes of the first-class people clearly, their eyes were scrutinized, and they were a little shocked.

This is a slum area, basically no one will come here, even if they want to beg, they will usually leave here and go to the bustling South Street.

Yun Shiran couldn't bear it, and ordered his servants to reward some broken silver taels. Unfortunately, not long after, the people who noticed them hid, and the money on Yun Shiran soon disappeared.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a place in the capital." She was overly surprised, "The abjection hidden behind the prosperity..."

There was a little loneliness in the woman's eyes, which Nan Xu couldn't see through.

She turned to the little beggar, "Where is your brother?"

The man must fall to lead the way, and go to the inner room. The light inside is darker, but it is not as dark as imagined, because you can see the sky when you look up, and the big hole in the roof can be poured in when the wind blows. On the contrary, it is colder than the wind outside.

Inside, a little boy was lying on the straw, looking like he was still alive.

It should be the little beggar's younger brother.

"This is my younger brother, please be merciful and save my younger brother!" The little beggar fell to his knees again with a plop.

Nan Xu looked at the little boy lying down, his face was fairer, maybe it was pale from hunger, but there was no dirt on his face.

It seems that this elder brother is indeed taking good care of his younger brother.

Yun Shiran took another quick step, went to test the little boy's breath, breathed a sigh of relief, got up and said something to the servants around him, and soon the servants got the order and walked outside.

"I asked them to find something to eat and find a doctor by the way," she explained.

When the little beggar heard this, he was overjoyed: "Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor!"

Nan Xu couldn't help but look at Yun Shiran a few more times, and took another step forward.
This person is orderly and efficient, not at all like a girl in a boudoir.

After all, it is Yun Chan's daughter, which is not comparable to ordinary ladies from aristocratic families.

Seeing Nan Xu staring at her, Yun Shiran touched her face and asked doubtfully, "What's dirty on my face?"

Nan Xu shook her head: "I'm just surprised, I haven't seen such a smart and kind person for a long time."

At least, that's not the case with the ladies she saw in the palace.

In the early years in the palace school, the girls from the aristocratic families were all proficient in calculations, but they were proud and complacent, easily impulsive, and rarely appeared stable.

At that time, Nan Xu carried the memories of her previous life and treated them as children, but if she didn't live another life, she might not be able to please her at all.

"I...why haven't I met Miss Yun before?" Nan Xu still expressed her confusion.

She had never seen Yun Shiran in Gongxue, and she didn't even know that there was an eldest daughter in General Yun's family.

Since it is a descendant, it is impossible not to send it to the palace school.

Yun Shiran smiled lightly, as if recalling some bad memories, and replied softly: "I had a serious illness when I was young, and I almost couldn't survive. Everyone thought I was going to die, even my father thought so. No matter how much medicine I took, it was useless, so my father sent me to the countryside where my great-aunt in Xingzhou was, saying it was for rest, but in fact, I should have been abandoned at that time..."

"After I recovered from my illness, it was after I was five years old. I spent a year safely in Xingzhou. My father picked me up from the countryside after hearing the news of my recovery. I never mentioned it before, and then it disappeared. It's over, and now the father has a new daughter."

She suddenly lowered her head, a little sad.

Nan Xu thought of Yun Chan's youngest daughter, who was only five years old, and Yun Chan wanted to send her to the palace, fearing that she would be raised as a queen, and she really loved her.

And this youngest daughter was born to the stepmother.

It's no wonder that Yun Shiran and Yun Chan don't look like each other, presumably it's because she was never raised under her knees since she was a child.

"Fortunately, I met Shen Cijing, life doesn't seem so gloomy!" Yun Shiran's tone changed, and she looked suddenly enlightened, Shen Cijing's eyes seemed to be full of light when she looked to the side.

(End of this chapter)