They were targeting him just now!
Sikong Zhen said aggrievedly: "Didn't I just crush one of your begging bowls?! As for following me like this?!"
As soon as Wang Laotu and the others came closer, Sikong Zhen covered his nose.
Their clothes were in tatters and smelled bad.
Most of the people who come into contact with him are neatly dressed eunuchs.
He can't stand such dirty people!
Seeing that they were silent, Sikong Zhen was still very scared.
He quickly took off the jade pendant on his waist and said, "I'll crush a bowl of yours and give you a piece of jade as compensation, right?!"
Wang Laotou and Zhang Sanpang looked at each other.
This kid doesn't look very smart at first glance.
Moreover, at first glance, he looks like the eldest son of a wealthy family.
This is a fat sheep!
Wang Laotou knelt down and said, "Little brother, the bowl you crushed is not an ordinary bowl."
"Yes, how extraordinary can it be?" Sikong Zhen trembled.
Wang Laotou smiled, "Little brother, do you know about the Beggar Clan?"
"of course I know!"
The Beggar Gang is the largest gang in the world.
Even if he doesn't go out usually and only travels back and forth between the palace and Prince Huo's Mansion, he has heard many stories about the Beggar Clan.
However, there are rumors that the Beggar Clan has failed in the past two years.
But a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how bad the Beggar Gang is, it is still the largest gang in the world.
"The bowl you crushed just now is the precious rice bowl passed down from generation to generation by our Beggar Clan."
"In our Beggar Clan, it is the emperor's jade seal! How precious is it, do you think?"
Sikong Zhen was stunned for a moment.
He was unfamiliar with other things.
But he is familiar with the Imperial Seal!
No matter how hard he struggled in the palace, his father tolerated him.
But once, he dropped the jade seal...
That day, Sikong Zhen's butt was spanked and it hurt a lot.
Sikong Zhen grinned, "It's over. I broke such a precious thing. What should I do?"
His domineering energy is limited to home.
When you go out and meet outsiders, you can't stand up.
He held the jade pendant with trembling hands, "I, my jade pendant is worth thousands of gold, can I pay for it?"
How much is it worth?
Wang Laotao and others' eyes lit up.
Thousands of gold.
If they want to live for a lifetime, how about a thousand pieces of gold?
Not to mention them, even the leader of the Beggar Clan can't afford such a valuable thing!
Seeing that they didn't speak, Sikong Zhen wanted to cry even more, "No, it's not enough for my family..."
Wang Laotou smiled.
This kid is so deceptive!
It is indeed a big fat sheep!
He took the jade pendant and weighed it.
Immediately, he clicked his tongue twice.
"Little brother, your jade pendant is really... not enough."
Sure enough it’s not enough!
"You, don't hit me!" Sikong Zhen burst into tears.
"Little brother, meeting is fate. Even if you can't afford to pay for our bowl, we won't beat you."
Wang Laotou put on a friendly look.
"My family can afford to pay!"
Sikong Zhen said quickly.
He was somewhat cautious and knew not to say that he was a prince.
"I am the young master of Prince Huo's Mansion. If you ask Prince Huo's Mansion to compensate, you will definitely be able to afford it!"
Although, he also knew that Prince Huo's mansion was poor.
But in Prince Huo’s Mansion, isn’t there a Hua Yinfeng?
How much money do you need to let her enter the palace? Still afraid of a bowl!
Prince Huo's Mansion?
Wang Laotou and the others looked at each other again.
This is a wealthy family!
but……
This child is easy to deceive, but adults may not be easy to deceive.
How do they get the money out?
Seeing that they didn't speak and didn't look like they were going to beat him up, Sikong Zhen strengthened his burden and asked, "Are you from the Beggar Clan?"
Wang Laotao's chest puffed up, "Yes!"
Sikong Zhen rolled his eyes twice, and a strange idea suddenly came to his mind.
He sniffed and said, "If you ask for money like this, Prince Huo's Mansion won't give it to you."
"But, I'm a man. If I break something, I have to take responsibility."
"Well, how about I come up with an idea and help you get the money?"
Wang Laotao curled his lips.
This fat sheep... ah no, this kid is pretty good!
He immediately stepped forward and said, "Little brother, tell me."
noon.
The sun is getting hotter.
The weather is getting hotter.
Huo Yingwei and Xiao Baozhu searched these streets several times, but could not find Sikong Zhen.
"Baby girl, is it hot?" Huo Yingwei fanned the little Baozhu with his hand.
"Hot!" Little Baozhu's hanging hair was soaked with sweat.
Huo Yingwei decisively picked up her daughter and bought her a bowl of mint and mung bean soup to relieve summer heat and quench thirst.
Although the money in Prince Huo's house was only enough for food and drink for the time being, even if he stopped eating, he could not wrong his precious daughter.
He put the spoon to Little Baozhu's mouth, but Little Baozhu didn't drink.
"What's wrong?" Huo Yingwei asked, "Doesn't it taste good?"
Xiao Baozhu tugged on Huo Yingwei's sleeve, "Dad, look at him."
She motioned Huo Yingwei to look at a young man on the corner of the road.
The boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, fell on the roadside with his head down.
He was wearing ill-fitting clothes, which were patched with patches, and there were many areas where there were no patches at all.
The young man fell down just now. A broken bowl broke into several pieces beside him.
"He's a beggar boy." Huo Yingwei sighed.
No matter how peaceful the years are, there are always poor people.
This child probably has no home, so he has to go out and wander.
It was probably because it was too hot and I didn't eat anything, so I fainted.
A mother and son walked past the beggar boy and sighed.
Little Baozhu didn't speak, only blinked with his big eyes.
Huo Yingwei saw what was on her mind.
"Baby girl, do you want to give him this mung bean soup?"
"Is that okay, daddy?"
Xiao Baozhu knew that the price of a bowl of mung bean soup was not a small amount for Prince Huo's Mansion.
When Huo Yingwei looked at her eyes, his heart suddenly softened.
Then he thought that his precious daughter had once been a beggar, and his heart softened even more.
"Of course." Huo Yingwei said softly.
Isn't it just a bowl of mung bean soup?
Nothing is more important than protecting the soft and kind heart of your precious daughter.
Who says little beggars are unloved?
His precious daughter has great love!
Huo Yingwei asked Xiao Baozhu to hold the cold mung bean soup, and he stepped forward to help the beggar boy up.
As soon as he turned his face over, Little Baozhu said "Wow".
"This little brother is so handsome!"
Although the beggar boy had his eyes closed, one could still tell that he looked handsome and handsome.
Although he was dressed in rags, he was neither dirty nor smelly, and was very clean.
His body was also clean.
He doesn't look like a beggar, but like a down-and-out young man.
Huo Yingwei supported him and slowly fed him two spoons of mung bean soup.
Although the beggar boy fainted, he still had the instinct to devour.
As soon as he tasted the mung bean soup, he hurriedly swallowed.
Accidentally, he choked and coughed.
