Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 844 The Crazy and Downtrodden Monk

Hearing this, he stopped and looked at me, with pity in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and hugged me, "It's nothing, it's probably because you didn't sleep well last night, I'll make up for it later Don't think about it for a while. Huh?"

I nod.After sending Ting Lu away, I immediately called a servant to go to Heshuo Mansion to see if Nalan Kuifang had returned.

When I got back to the dormitory, I was already sleepy, so I simply lay down on the couch and was lost in thought.After waiting for a while, a servant replied from outside: "Madam, I have inquired about it, but Mr. Nalan has not returned yet."

"Got it." I said weakly.

It may be related to not sleeping well at night, and the whole person feels lack of energy.After washing and dressing up, I was about to go back to Zhang's mansion to see the children, when I looked up and saw Uncle Fu walking this way.Uncle Fu said that there were a few things he wanted to discuss with me, so I led him back to the hall, and waited until one thing was dealt with and the account books were checked, and it was nearly noon.

I asked Xiaoqing to go out with me. The carriage stopped at the gate of the house. When the coachman saw me coming, he immediately took out a low stool from inside and put it on the ground. When he was about to get in the carriage, he suddenly heard someone talking in the corner: "Everyone laughs at me." It's too crazy, I laugh at the world's inability to see through it...Madam, it's better not to go out if you have a black face..."

Following the sound, I saw a beggar in ragged clothes was snuggling up to the corner of the wall basking in the sun, his body was so dirty that people couldn't see his true face clearly.After hearing what he said, I couldn't help asking: "What did you say?"

"Ma'am, you don't look very well. Something serious will happen. It's very ominous. Be careful and avoid it." He said with a smile, then buried his head in scratching.

Xiaoqing pinched her nose and disliked the smell of the beggar, and hurriedly urged: "I don't know where the beggar is crazy, miss, ignore him, let's go."

For some reason, his words made my heart skip a beat, and just as I was about to ask something, the beggar started humming a song, ignoring anyone.

It was the end of the cold winter, and it seemed that the Chinese New Year was coming in a few days, but he was homeless, wearing a shabby monk's robe with no discernible color, he looked like a down-and-out monk from somewhere, he looked very pitiful.I asked Xiaoqing to bring a few taels of silver to him, and got into the car.

After the carriage started running, the beggar who looked like a monk suddenly yelled loudly: "With the help of a nobleman, you can avoid danger and turn good luck! Your nobleman is in the west, remember!"

Xiaoqing muttered softly: "Crazy."

(End of this chapter)