This time, Zhang Ren ran for a long time before stopping. He ran all the way from the inner city to the outer city.
The outer city of Jinling is still lively and bustling. It is just a city wall, but it separates people into different categories. That end is filled with whitewashed endless prosperity. This end, without those whitewashes, also shows the true ups and downs of the world.
Just like you will never see a beggar in the inner city, but there are quite a few in the outer city.
Since arriving in Jinling, Zhang Ren has never really visited the city. He thought that what he saw in the inner city was the real prosperity of the Ming Dynasty, but he didn't expect that what he saw was whitewashed. He sighed, if the capital of a country is like this, how many such scenes will there be in the huge land of China?
Zhang Ren knew that there were probably countless poor people in the world, and that he was not capable of saving all sentient beings, but what he saw before him, he decided to help as much as possible.
Zhang Ren lowered his head and saw a little beggar holding a broken bowl in front of him.
The little beggar has messy hair and a dark complexion, but his eyes are particularly clear and lively. This look is like hope, lighting up the endless hope for the future.
Zhang Ren raised his hand and did not dislike the little beggar. Instead, he stroked his head twice and put two pennies in his bowl.
The little beggar smiled, with hope still shining in his eyes. He thanked Zhang Ren twice, then turned and ran away.
Seeing Zhang Ren give the money, beggars immediately gathered around him. They said lame blessings and mechanically smiled and nodded at Zhang Ren, but there was no light in their eyes, as if they had lost hope for the future. Yes, what hope could they have? I just want to fill my stomach and live.
Zhang Ren didn't have much money, but he still gave each person two or three pennies. After the beggars dispersed, Zhang Ren sighed secretly again: "The Zhumen's bones are frozen to death because of the smell of wine and meat."
"I didn't expect you to be such a compassionate boy."
Zhang Ren looked for his voice and saw an old Taoist standing beside him.
This old Taoist priest has white beard and hair, and he really has an air of immortality.
Zhang Ren said: "It's just a little effort. It's just a few pennies to me, but it may be a life to them."
The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and nodded: "Well said, but most of the nobles across this wall are not willing to trade so little effort for so many lives. But you are an alien, what are you trying to do?"
Zhang Ren thought for a while, what else can I do with these beggars? Zhang Ren shook his head.
The old Taoist priest changed the topic and said: "Is this little guy trying to win the hearts of these people? If you pay a few pennies, you can win the favor of these beggars. If you give it a few tens of pennies, there is no doubt that these beggars will fight for you. You bribe them like this." People’s hearts must have something in mind.”
Zhang Ren frowned secretly, thinking that if the old Taoist priest's words were listened to by someone who was interested, it would not be an exaggeration to confiscate the family and exterminate the clan. This old Taoist priest told me this, either he is a brainless person, or he is a damn bad guy.
Zhang Ren's tone was a bit unkind, and he said: "The world is now stable. As long as we can recuperate and recuperate for a few years, there will always be fewer and fewer beggars in the world. I don't have any big ambitions, and I don't have any big ambitions. The same is true for the beggars I met today." By chance, what can I want? If I really want to have a plan, then what I want is peace of mind!"
The old Taoist priest smiled and nodded, saying: "Okay! Well said!"
Zhang Ren secretly distanced himself from the old Taoist priest and said, "You are such an old Taoist, you still say some treasonous things to me. What are your intentions?"
The old Taoist priest said: "Why are you angry? Look, my hair and beard are all white, and I have already reached this age. What can I do for you?"
Zhang Ren glanced sideways at Lao Dao, his eyes full of defensiveness.
The old Taoist priest ignored this and continued: "I have been observing your boy for a long time. He is courageous, resourceful, smart and kind..."
Zhang Ren interrupted angrily: "You old Taoist priest, don't flatter me. Am I the kind of person who can't find you when I'm flattered? If you have anything to say, just say it quickly."
The old Taoist priest was helpless and said: "Why are you so wary of this poor Taoist?"
Zhang Ren turned around and left without saying a word. He had already concluded in his heart that this old Taoist priest was definitely not a good person.
Unexpectedly, although the old Taoist priest was old, his legs and feet were very nimble. He stopped in front of Zhang Ren in a few steps and said, "Little friend, do you think this kind-hearted Taoist looks like a bad guy?"
Zhang Ren ignored him and ran two steps in another direction. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the old Taoist priest again. He cursed in his heart, why is this old Taoist priest so good at legs and feet? If it weren't for the fear that you might fall into trouble, I would have already taught you a lesson. Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhang Ren could only say: "All the liars in this world have kind-hearted looks. If you don't look like this, you really can't deceive people." .”
The old Taoist priest shook his head helplessly and took out a booklet from his pocket. Zhang Ren thought to himself: This old Taoist priest is indeed a liar. How familiar this scene is. First he pretended to be kind and came to talk to him, and then he took out the booklet. What will he definitely say next? I see that you have a heart for the common people and a bone of wonder. I am here. There is a martial arts secret book, such as Tathagata Palms, dog beating stick techniques, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. I don’t want you to ask for more, just a few taels of silver.
As expected, the old Taoist priest said: "I see that you have a heart for the common people and am amazed. I have a martial arts secret book here..."
Before the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Ren: "Is it the Tathagata Divine Palm or the Dog Beating Stick Technique? Or is it the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
The old Taoist priest looked livid and said: "I have never heard of the Tathagata Divine Palm. The Dog Beating Stick Technique and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are the secret skills of the Beggar Clan. Where can I get them?"
Zhang Ren rolled his eyes at the old Taoist priest and said, "Hey, what is this book of yours? One Yang Finger or Six Meridians Divine Sword?"
At this moment, the old Taoist priest really had the urge to slap Zhang Ren to death. Fortunately, his Qi-nurturing skills were really good. He took two deep breaths and continued: "None of them. This is the Nine Yang Divine Art."
Zhang Ren, however, pretended to be surprised, "Oh, Nine Sun Magic, that's amazing! Are you going to use this secret book to defraud me out of money? Three taels or five taels?"
The old Taoist priest had a dark look on his face, "Do you really think that this poor Taoist is a charlatan?"
Zhang Ren looked surprised, "Aren't you?"
The old Taoist priest said: "Of course not!"
How can Zhang Ren believe this? Now he just wanted to get rid of the old Taoist priest as soon as possible. This time he gathered enough strength and ran in one direction with a single arrow.
But who would have expected that after running five or six steps, the old Taoist priest stopped him again.
Zhang Ren was really a little angry now and said: "You are a smart old man who is a dog-skin plaster? There are so many people on the street and you can trick me alone? Okay, anyway, my legs and feet are not as good as yours, tell me, you How much does it cost to let me go?"
The old Taoist priest had a livid face and stuffed the secret book into Zhang Ren's arms, "I'll give this to you, and I won't take any of it from you!"
Zhang Ren was puzzled, "Not taking any penny? Come on, you old Taoist priest is very bad! If you don't take any penny, you must have a bigger goal!"
Now the old Taoist priest really lost his temper and could only grit his teeth and say: "One tael of silver!"
Zhang Ren had no choice but to take out a tael of silver and said, "You old Taoist priest is so shameless. You actually made such dirty money. If this harmonious society hadn't saved you, I would have given you a beating!"
The old Taoist priest took the silver and walked away, obviously not wanting to stay any longer.
Zhang Ren looked at the "Nine Yang Magic" in his hand with a mournful face. He couldn't help cursing in his heart. One tael of silver can buy a lot of things. Why did he do something bad? He just bought a fake secret book. Forget it, anyway. I bought it for one tael of silver. I'll take a look at it when I get home. It will relieve my boredom.
It wasn't until Zhang Ren left that the old Taoist priest came out with the money in his hand. He said to himself: "What is this? The poor Taoist just wants to find a good young man, but he is actually regarded as a liar. I think my reputation as Zhang Sanfeng will be ruined in the hands of this kid..."
After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he threw the one tael of silver into the little beggar's broken bowl. Before the little beggar could thank him, the old Taoist priest had disappeared...
