The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 512

[Chapter 512 Du Ming Mansion]

“Okay, Brother Fang and Miss Zhao have traveled thousands of miles to get here. They must be tired already. Let’s rest quickly. I won’t disturb you two.”

After Shangguan Hongzhi finished speaking, he went to He took a step back, saluted the two of them, turned around and left the courtyard.

After he left, Fang Xiu walked around the courtyard and looked around, but didn’t find anything special. Then he said, “When did you leave the capital?”

Zhao Yan sat on the stone bench and heard this question. , glanced at him, and said casually: “It’s up to you to take care of it.”

Fang Xiu sat next to her, with a faint smile on his face, and said: “If you didn’t tell me, I would have guessed, it was just three days before I left the city. “

When Zhao Yan heard this, she looked at him with surprise and asked, “How did you know?”

Fang Xiu smiled and said nothing.

When Zhao Yan saw this, her face showed a thoughtful look.

After a moment, he looked up at him and said angrily: “Have you been sending people to follow me!?” “

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Fang Xiu was speechless and said, “When I was in the capital, I didn’t see you anywhere four days ago. Counting The preparation time, plus the time you spent on the road, you can guess that it was three days ago.” When

Zhao Yan heard this, she curled her lips and didn’t reply.

Fang Xiu looked at her and asked: “How did you know that I was coming to the North Central Plains Road?”

Zhao Yan shook her head and replied: “I don’t know.”

As if she wanted to understand something, she continued: “Do you think Did I come here to the North Central Plains just because I wanted to follow you?

To tell you the truth, I just stayed in the capital for too long and felt bored, so I wanted to go out for a walk.” He

was dismissed before he could finish his words. Interruption: “In that case, why don’t you go north?”

“It’s too cold there.”

Zhao Yan’s explanation was reasonable.

Because Jungwon Province is located in the south of Gyeonggi Province, although the climate is not as pleasant as Gangnam Province, it is not much worse.

However, the conditions in the four northern states are much more difficult. I heard that by this time, it was already turning into ice.

For a moment, Fang Xiu was speechless.

After a while, he stood up and walked outside. As he walked, he said: “Since you like hanging out so much, let’s go out for a while.” When

Zhao Yan heard this, she curled her lips and muttered: “Who wants to hang out with you? !”

Looking up, Fang Xiu’s back gradually faded away in his sight.

She gritted her teeth, stood up, and followed. At the same time, she didn’t know whether she was talking to herself or to whom she was talking, but she muttered: “Just this once!”

Du Mingfu City is just like its name. , among the many cities in Chu State, it is not at all conspicuous.

It can’t be called prosperous, nor can it be called depressed. No matter from which angle you look at it, it can only be regarded as quite satisfactory in all aspects. There is only one thing that is different from the several cities where Fang Xiu stayed along the way.

That is because there are very few refugees here.

In the past, no matter whether it was the several prefectures in the capital or the most prosperous city of Kyoto, many refugees inevitably flowed in due to the famine in the Central Plains.

They were lying in rags on the street or at the edge of the alley, either alone or with their families. Except for a few extra luggage, they were almost no different from ordinary beggars.

Of course, from another perspective, most of them work part-time as beggars, with a bowl in front of them and relying on the charity of others to survive.

However, after arriving at Du Ming Mansion and walking on the streets for such a long time, I rarely saw refugees.

Even beggars are rare.

It’s so small that it makes people feel strange.

In terms of prosperity, Du Ming Mansion is far less than Kyoto Mansion, and in terms of wealth, it is far less than Gusu Mansion.

However, on its streets, you can only see ordinary people. Although they do not appear to be wealthy families, they are still well-dressed. Beggars and homeless people are almost invisible.

Since there are no refugees or beggars, where did all the food from Du Ming Mansion go?

In addition, there is another question, that is, where have all the refugees and beggars gone?

Don’t say that this place has reached a point where everyone has enough to eat and a place to live.

Even in Fang Xiu’s previous life, he was still far away from this goal, let alone here.

If nothing else, there is an example right before our eyes, Kyoto Prefecture.

The Du Ming Mansion and the Kyoto Mansion are completely two levels of cities. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is only one Gusu Mansion between them.

There are so many beggars and refugees in Kyoto Prefecture, let alone Du Ming Prefecture?

Fang Xiu walked on the road, his brows frowning more and more as time went by.

Zhao Yan, who was next to her, obviously noticed something. She looked at Fang Xiu next to her and asked, “After walking around for so long, why haven’t I seen any beggars?”

Fang Xiu stopped when he heard this question.

When Zhao Yan saw this scene, she was startled and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Fang Xiu stared ahead and said, “Didn’t you just ask why there are no beggars?

No, there is one in front of you.”

When Zhao Yan heard this, she was slightly startled and looked forward in the direction he was looking.

Sure enough, at the entrance of the alley ahead, there was a ragged beggar, covered in tattered cotton wool, kowtowing to passers-by. There was also a rotten porcelain bowl in front of him.

“Let’s go and have a look!”

When Zhao Yan saw this scene, she was just about to say something when she heard Fang Xiu say this from beside her, and then she saw him walking forward.

“Kind master, you have done a good job. I will reward you with a bite of food and kowtow to you!”

As soon as Fang Xiu stood in front of the beggar, he heard the beggar say this skillfully, obviously without stopping from beginning to end. Pass.

“You’d better do well, just have a bite to eat!”

When the beggar saw someone stopping, he kowtowed even more vigorously, and he didn’t stop chanting.

I have seen too many people like this.

Not only in Kyoto Prefecture, but also when I just came out of the orphanage in my previous life, I saw a lot of them, so I was not too touched.

He just said lightly: “Raise your head.”

When the beggar heard this, he obviously paused in his kowtow.

Then, he slowly raised his head and looked up at Fang Xiu. At the same time, he did not forget to choke up and said: “Master, please do me a favor and give me a bite to eat!”

The beggar’s face was full of mud, but it could be seen that Not too old.

Moreover, his accent is obviously different from that of Shangguan Hongzhi, and he can tell that he is not from Du Ming Mansion.

Just from these two points, it can be determined that this beggar is a refugee from other places, or more specifically, a refugee who fled from Central Plains East Road or Central Plains West Road.

Fang Xiu looked at him, his expression didn’t show much pity, but it didn’t look so cold either.

She just looked at him calmly and asked calmly: “When did you get here?”

(End of this chapter)