The three people happily carried the sacks and got off the boat and walked towards the riverbank walk.
Although it was already dark at this time, the lights from the shops along the street could still vaguely make people see the pedestrians on the street.
Li Yuanzhao's excitement had not yet subsided. He turned to Fang Zhengyi and asked, "Old Fang! When will we come out next time?"
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "Come again? Isn't once enough?"
"Not enough! Not enough! I have never been as happy as I am today in my entire life. Now I feel that Haw Par Park is nothing more than that!" The pleasure of his accomplices committing crimes made Li Yuanzhao very high-spirited.
"The trouble we've caused this time isn't over yet." Fang Zheng said calmly.
Li Yuanzhao thought for a while and retorted: "What else can cause trouble? Hasn't it been solved?"
Fang Zhengyi sneered: "Solve it? There are so many people present today. I will keep the news tomorrow morning and it will spread throughout the capital. Fang Zhengyi beat up the minister's son. What interesting news."
Li Yuanzhao was stunned: "Then you still dare to hit him? And you still want to humiliate him?"
"Oh, we can't do it without beating him. This kid keeps jumping up and down in front of me again and again, so I have to beat him up! Otherwise, how can I, Fang Zhengyi, survive in the capital!"
"If you fail to defeat the tiger, you will be injured by the tiger, so you must get it right the first time!"
"We have humiliated him. He should be honest now and don't dare to make such embarrassing noises when he goes home."
"What if the whole capital saw me beating him? As long as he doesn't admit it, just pretend that nothing happened!"
After hearing this, Li Yuanzhao was full of praise: "Old Fang, you still have more clever ideas!"
Fang Zheng shook his head: "The idea is not important, the important thing is the attitude!"
"There is a saying that there are people in the world who bully me, humiliate me, despise me, and hate me. How should I deal with those who lie to me?"
"Just chop him, beat him, scold him, stab him, and bury him alive. In a few years, you will see that he is just the withered bones in the grave!"
Li Yuanzhao broke out in a cold sweat on the spot, but Fang Zhengyi's image was refreshed.
I can't help but admire in my heart, such a happy grudge! A good man should be like this!
"Lao Fang! Where did you come from? Why have I never heard of it?"
"It's all about Buddhism. You can understand it by reading more books."
"I see!"
As they spoke, the three of them had already walked to the street. Fang Zheng pointed with his hands: "Look, there is a beggar there, go give him something."
Li Yuanzhao ran over excitedly and poured half of the snacks and vegetables into the sack in front of the beggar.
The beggar looked happy when he saw someone coming to give alms.
As a result, a hill suddenly appeared in front of me, and I was dumbfounded...
"Thank...thank you, sir!"
Hearing this, Li Yuanzhao was so happy that he dumped the entire sack.
The beggar's face dropped and he stopped talking...
After Zhang Biao finished reading, he leaned into Fang Zheng's ear and whispered, "Master, will this fool stay in the house from now on?"
Fang Zheng shook his head vigorously, "One fool in the house is enough, young master, I don't have enough to worry about!"
After Li Yuanzhao finished pouring, he stood there with his waist in his hands, waiting for the beggar to be grateful.
The beggar said nothing, and Li Yuanzhao looked at him with bright eyes.
The two of them just looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Fang Zhengyi couldn't stand it anymore, so he quickly caught him and said, "You're leaving it there to feed pigs! You're scaring people!"
"You handed over all the goods to one person, and there are countless beggars behind you! Give them little by little!"
"oh!"
After a lesson, things finally got back on track, and Li Yuanzhao gave alms to the beggars one by one.
He was overjoyed when he received a thank you, while Fang Zhengyi and Zhang Biao followed behind silently.
After walking for a while, two sacks of leftovers were almost enough for alms.
Li Yuanzhao was also overly excited, and his hands were shiny.
He wiped it randomly on his clothes a few times and walked back to Fang Zhengyi.
"All given away? Are you happy?" Fang Zheng asked
"happy."
"Just be happy. Helping others is the foundation of happiness! Not bad!"
"It's just..." Li Yuanzhao seemed a little hesitant: "Why do some people with sound limbs come out to beg?"
"Can't someone with hands and feet be able to eat a bite of food?"
Fang Zhengyi suddenly felt a sense of comfort. When he arrived at the East Palace, he met a prince with a good heart and good reflective ability.
Then the answer was: "It is not enough for the limbs to be healthy, for there is no hope for them."
"Only when people have hope can they continue to struggle!"
"Just like me, I used to sleep until three o'clock in the morning before getting up every day, but after entering the capital, the thought of meeting His Majesty and the Crown Prince gave me endless motivation!"
"Every day is full of hope! I can be on time every day!"
"To put it another way, if the prince listens to Yan Zhanshi's lectures, not only will it be boring, but he will also be slapped frequently, making his life worse than death."
"It would be better to pretend to be sick or ask His Majesty directly for a copy of his book. Naturally, you will lose hope for your life the next day!"
"The same is true for this group of beggars. It's really rare to find an opportunity to work. If you find one, you may not be able to get the money. If you get the money, you won't be able to spend it."
"So it's more practical to lie down and beg for food!"
"This is true of everything in the world. For example, if you are an author and people shout every day that the things you write are short and thin, do you feel that there is no hope?"
"What if these people are chasing you to send you New Year's goods? You taste them, you taste them carefully!"
Li Yuanzhao suddenly realized: "I understand!"
understood? Then hurry up and read the Yan Zhanshi book! Fang Zheng thought to himself secretly
"However, you only see part of it. Those beggars with healthy limbs may not be healthy, and those disabled and pitiful beggars may not be what you think."
"Judging people by their appearance will confuse the truth. Some people may already be seriously ill if they look healthy, and those disabilities may be fake!"
Li Yuanzhao immediately jumped out and retorted: "How is that possible! Can I not see those people who are missing arms, legs and blindness?"
Fang Zhengyi smiled calmly: "Don't worry, let's continue going down."
The three of them walked further down the street, and a blind beggar appeared on the street. He only had the whites of his eyes and looked quite scary. There was a broken bowl in front of him with only a few pitiful coins in it.
When Fang Zheng saw this, he quickly fished out the copper plate and stuffed it into his cuffs.
Li Yuanzhao looked at him dumbfounded, his mind filled with questions.
Without waiting for him to ask questions, the beggar suddenly stood up and ran directly in front of Fang Zhengyi, staring directly at Fang Zhengyi with two pairs of white eyes.
Fang Zheng smiled and stretched out his hands: "Oh, poor beggar, is the money you lost just now the money from my left hand or my right hand?"
After speaking, he spread out his two palms, placing several copper plates in his left hand and a silver ingot in his right hand.
The beggar quickly lowered his head and raised his head. Without thinking, he laughed innocently: "Right hand!"
"If you give the wrong answer, everything will be confiscated!"
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