Chapter 53

Song Dongyue deliberately put his speed at full speed, and then sneaked into the third group.

He glanced at Zifeng and asked with a wary look on his face: "Brother, who is this kid?"

He noticed this 'young man' who had a close relationship with Qin Yuan from the very beginning. This person seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and within a few days he had taken his place.

"He," Qin Yuan put her arm around Zifeng's shoulders, and enthusiastically introduced to Song Dongyue, "This is my distant cousin named Zifeng, and he came to join me specially."

After introducing Zifeng, Qin Yuan grandly introduced Song Dongyue: "Zifeng, this is my half-brother, the popular fried chicken of Yuhutang, the next head of Hujumen, and the future martial arts master." Leader——Song Dongyue. Quickly, call Song Second Brother."

Zifeng twisted his shoulders in resistance, then hummed in a low voice, "Second Brother Song."

Song Dongyue laughed out loud when he saw this, and he reached out and patted Zifeng's shoulder, "Why are you such a bitch, but you are quite my elder brother in this respect."

Zifeng's face became even more ugly when he heard this, and each of these two people insisted that he had been born for two generations.

But he didn't say anything, after all, Qin Yuan didn't do it just to take advantage of him, but mainly to protect his secrets.

Of course, there must be an element of taking advantage.

Knowing that Zifeng turned out to be a relative of his elder brother, Song Dongyue lowered his guard against him.

He said boldly: "My elder brother's younger brother is my younger brother. In my elder brother's words, if I eat a mouthful of shit, you will drink a mouthful of urine. No matter how dangerous our trip is, with my elder brother and I, we will surely Take good care of you, don't worry."

Zifeng and Qin Yuan looked at each other, and thought to themselves, are you saying the wrong thing?Maybe in addition to protecting your big brother, I have to protect you, a burden, by the way.

In Zifeng's eyes, every one of you present is a burden.

Qin Yuan understood Zifeng's thoughts, and he immediately said to Song Dongyue: "Our brothers are of the same blood, no matter who is in danger, the other two will take action. And Zifeng's skill is not bad, look at him This whole body of tendons is tough."

After Qin Yuan finished speaking, she even grabbed Zifeng's pectoralis major muscle.

Not to mention, this feeling is almost comparable to He Qing's gluteus maximus.

Zifeng took a deep breath and tried his best to control the negative emotions that were about to explode.

Qin Yuan's salty pig's hand is really a headache!

While the three were walking and chatting, a loud voice interrupted their conversation.

"Junior Brother Song, hurry up, why are you mixing up with these porters behind? Can't you pay attention to your identity?" It was the man who drove Qin Yuan and the others away just now who spoke.

He has a small beard and a long face that looks like a ram, which makes people feel a little disgusted.

Qin Yuan knew this man. He was an older senior brother in Yuhu Hall, named Fan Chen.Although he has been in the job for a long time, unfortunately he has not made any achievements. Because of his sensibleness, obedience and some qualifications, he is quite respected by Fang Changjing.

"Senior Brother Fan, I'll go right away." Song Dongyue hurriedly responded, and then he leaned into Qin Yuan's ear and whispered, "Brother, I still have a task to do, so I won't tell you more."

"Mission?" Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment. What is this Yuhutang doing behind the scenes?
But he didn't ask too much, just patted Song Dongyue on the shoulder, "Hurry up, don't delay the important matter."

Song Dongyue nodded, let go of his pace, squeezed through the crowd, and quickly caught up.

……

The outskirts of the city are extremely lively today. In order to give a good start to this special field training, Lu Sihou specially invited a well-known gong and drum team from the neighboring county.

The gong and drum team opened the way in front of them, blowing and beating all the way from the center of the town to the foot of Pingshan Mountain. This battle was even more lively than welcoming relatives.

In this era, there are no time-consuming entertainment items, so even going to the streets to watch is a big event that can be encountered but not sought after.

Residents who had nothing to do after breakfast crowded on both sides of the narrow road, waiting for the huge parade at Hujumen.

There are also a group of bare-backed children who have been following behind.

It had been a long time since there was such a lively scene in Qingping Town, and many smart vendors set up small stalls on the road that the team passed by, selling some breakfast snacks.

Of course, there are also many beggars among them.

These beggars seem to have taken acting courses, but they can vividly present any human tragedy you can think of.

Some of them were bloody and bloody, some lay on the ground moaning and wailing, and some led their children to kneel on the side of the road and cry into a ball...

The only exception was an old beggar in his 60s or [-]s. He neither groaned nor cried. He just sat barefoot under the wall and smoked pipes leisurely.

His trousers were rolled up to his knees, exposing his sturdy calves.His calf was a little red from the sun, presumably he had been waiting here for a long time.

If he hadn't put an empty bowl in front of him, Qin Yuan would have thought that he was just a farmer who came to join in the fun.

"Hurry up and leave." Zifeng pulled Qin Yuan, "Why are you staring at this beggar?"

"It seems to be a hidden mission." Qin Yuan suddenly said this inexplicably, and then the iron rooster took out the few remaining copper coins from his pocket and threw them all into the old beggar's broken bowl.

The old beggar was taken aback when he saw someone giving him alms. He has been begging for so many years, and his professional ability is obvious to all. He actually opened his business in his lifetime!

But he didn't show the slightest gratitude to Qin Yuan, and there was even some resentment in his eyes.

He took a few copper coins in the bowl, weighed them in his hands, and threw them on the ground, cursing,
"Why are you sending beggars away?!"

Before the coins rolled far on the ground, they were snatched away by a bunch of naked kids behind the team.

That kind of speed is like spilling a handful of millet into a chicken coop, and you can't even hear the sound of the millet landing.

Qin Yuan looked at this group of little kids in confusion, and an ultimate philosophical question came to his mind:
Where did these little brats stuff their copper coins?
Not to mention pockets all over their bodies, they didn't even have a cloth strip.

Qin Yuan came to her senses only after the group of children dispersed.

He cupped his hands at the old beggar, said apologetically, "I made senior laugh." Then he turned and left.

This operation caught Zifeng in a cloud, and he asked, "Shouldn't you kick his broken bowl over at this time? What are you trying to do with him?"

Qin Yuan ignored Zifeng's question, and asked instead: "Do you know what the most miserable thing in the world is?"

Without waiting for Zifeng to answer, he asked himself and answered: "The most miserable thing in this world is not disease, not death, nor starvation, the destruction of the country and family. The most miserable scene I can imagine is the eagle breaking its wings. , It is the tiger falling into the sun, the stray lion being eaten by the dog, and the strong perishing under the gear of fate."

"are you crazy!"

Zifeng glanced at Qin Yuan with disgust and quickly distanced himself from him, fearing that he would lower his level.

(End of this chapter)

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