Hard to be a shadow guard

For several days in a row, most of the shadow guards in Prince Rui's Mansion had a very difficult time.

It's just a matter of looking for people in Chengri's mansion, but they have to bear the pressure of the master first, and then they have to tell themselves all the time: when they meet Master Xuanying, they must control their shots.

It's a pity that their worries were groundless, after three days of searching, they couldn't find even Xuanying's shadow.

Originally, Xie Yiqian had also considered whether Xuanying had already left the city, which prevented him from searching.

But after listening to Yingsi's report, it was said that Xuanying fought with Tianren and suffered serious injuries, so it was unlikely that he could escape.

Xie Yiqian was annoyed that Tianren's attack was not serious, but at the same time he felt a little relieved.

As long as Xuan Ying has not left the city, there is still room for redemption.

At the same time, on the famous Beggar Street behind Prince Rui's Mansion——

"Cough, cough, cough..." The sound of violent coughing continued under the eaves, and several beggars who gathered not far away looked here again and again.

It is impossible to say that they are not afraid of someone who looks like they might die at any moment.

Even amidst Xuanying's increasingly intense coughing, the beggars had other guesses.

"Look at him coughing like this, don't be contagious..."

Xuanying woke up two days ago, and the internal energy that Xie Yiqian lost to him was completely exhausted when he confronted Tianren, and even because of excessive load, a little meridian that was finally connected broke down again.

He is like a flashy doll now, he still looks like a human being, but the inside has long been corrupted.

Xuanying didn't expect that the beggar's nest in the back street would become his temporary home, but the people who looked around the palace didn't find him, and he didn't want to leave here to hide in Tibet.

Facing the doubts from those beggars, he had no choice but to explain: "Cough cough, no, it's not contagious cough... I was injured by an adulterer, and the serious injury is incurable. I'm afraid I will die soon... Please cough Brothers, please take a seat for now, if you are lucky enough to survive, I will never forget your great kindness."

"...What are you talking about?" After a while of silence, one person frowned and asked, "It's so polite, I don't understand it!"

Xuanying coughed, and suddenly fell back on the cold ground, almost hopeless: "I won't infect you, but I'm dying, please give me a place to lie down."

As soon as Xuan Ying finished speaking, several beggars not far away suddenly shouted: "Say it earlier!"

"Lie down, lie down, don't come to occupy our space, you can visit the rest of the open space!" They waved their hands generously, very proud.

Although Xuan Ying was stuck in the previous conversation, at least he had a place here, so he was satisfied.

It's a pity that in the next two or three days, Xuanying was seriously ill and understood by the way, what is meant by "casual visit"...

It is true that you can lie down as you please, but you can only lie down!

These beggars in the back street are willing to accept Xuanying to carve up part of their territory is already compassionate, if they want to raise an idler... then forget it.

It was bitterly cold outside in winter, but without Xuanying, Xie Yiqian used his internal energy to warm his veins, and the cold current in his body was churning day by day.

The beggar next to him could only see the "dying" stranger, always rolling on the ground, but he didn't understand what kind of torture Xuanying was suffering, but the cold ground made Xuanying's illness worse.

Xuanying starved for several days in such a bad environment, and never said that even a morsel of dry food and a piece of hay delivered to him would not exist.

Until finally there was a kind-hearted child who seemed to be the first half-grown boy who sniffed Xuanying that day.

He tiptoed in front of Xuanying, looking at Xuanying with his eyes closed: "Hey, open your eyes!"

While yelling, he poked Xuanying's face with a small wooden stick he found somewhere.

Xuanying was quickly awakened by the external movement, opened her sleepy eyes, and turned her head in puzzlement: "Why..."

"Are you hungry?" The boy blinked a pair of big innocent eyes, but there was an inexplicable sense of cunning in Xuan Ying's eyes.

Xuanying hesitated for a moment, then honestly replied: "Hungry."

The young beggar was happy when he heard the words: "Well, I will give you a bowl to beg for food, and I will share half of it when you ask for food, okay? Of course, I will not take advantage of you in vain. If you go out to ask for something to eat, I will help you find something." How about dry grass to keep out the cold?"

"You see, you haven't gone out to ask for food for so many days. You must be unable to take it anymore." The young man said, "But you don't have a broken bowl, so even if you go out, you won't get anything. I will provide you with a broken bowl, and you can ask for it." food!"

After hearing this, Xuanying finally understood.

But after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and swallowed a groan from his mouth, but he couldn't control the expression on his face, and the momentary fright made the young man back a few steps, his face uncertain.

Xuan Ying coaxed: "I'm sorry, I said... ok, yes, but why don't you go out by yourself?"

The young man was frightened by Xuanying's expression, looked carefully at him again, and seeing that Xuanying didn't look unhappy, he replied: "It's so cold outside! And I want to stay and watch the little pigeon, so I can only ask for help." Find something to eat."

"But those old things are too bad, and they won't be given to me when they come back. I will help them transport hay for nothing... Seeing that you are honest, you shouldn't lie to me, right?" the young man looked suspiciously. With Xuanying.

The broken bowl that was intended to be handed out was retracted, as if to re-examine it.

If the ghosts who died under Xuanying's hands heard it, someone praised Xuanying as "honest", and they don't know how those people jumped out of the coffin in anger.

Xuanying also heard it funny, but shook her head: "No, I won't lie to you...Thank you for giving me the tools. I can go out and beg, and I will give you the things when I come back."

"You can also give you what you want to eat first, and give me the rest." Xuan Ying added.

He wanted to go out to find out what happened to Prince Rui's mansion, so naturally he couldn't lie in the beggar's nest all day long, and with the opportunity given by the young man, he could not only see what was going on outside, but also ask for food...

Although it sounds very unpromising, it can't help killing two birds with one stone.

The boy was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Really? So good!" He smiled and even got up and turned left and right.

Xuanying hadn't seen such a happy person for a long time, and those who were infected by the boy's confession showed a gleam of color on their faces.

The young man turned his head and stuffed the broken bowl to Xuan Ying, urging: "Then you go quickly! Otherwise, those bad things will be finished, and you will have nothing to eat!"

"There are also copper coins for food and drink, and the good people will keep everything for you!" The boy patiently confessed.

Xuanying listened to him with his ears pricked up, and was about to stand up while supporting the ground, but who knew that he had just stood up and staggered suddenly, his face froze...

The young man happened to see Xuanying's embarrassed posture when he got up, and then looked at the other party's expression that was not quite right, and the joy on his face was also hidden, and he thought about it and asked tentatively: "How about... Find you a branch to use as a walking stick?"

There was a roar in Xuanying's ears, and he didn't hear what the young man was saying for a while.

He moved his stiff right leg, thinking about moving it a little bit, but after a while, he could only feel the numbness on his leg, and wanted to move freely...

Xuanying smiled wryly, and looked up at the boy: "Please find me a supporter!"

On the street, Xuanying was dressed in shabby clothes, holding a tree branch as a walking stick, dragging a broken bowl in his right hand, and limping through the crowd begging.

"Please...OK, OK..."

It's impossible to say that he has no psychological gap, but he has fallen into the current situation, and he can't find other ways to make a living.

With his current physical condition, taking two steps casually will cause his blood to churn, and the rest of his strength is unthinkable.

But if everything does not require effort, such as teaching people to read or something... Don't get caught by the shadow guard of the Rui Palace first if you don't earn wages by then.

Especially after Xuan Ying had been begging for a day, he watched two shadow guards pass by him, not only did not notice, but even dropped a piece of silver, his surprise was beyond words.

That's right, how could those shadow guards have thought that the former Lord Xuanying would be reduced to begging for a living?

Even though she had a dirty face and an unpleasant smell all over her body, Xuan Ying couldn't stand such an appearance.

But since he could escape the shadow guard's inspection, he had no choice.

At most, he would get more stares from passers-by, but with barely two mouthfuls to eat, he was still alive.

A few days later, Xuanying suddenly discovered that there were far fewer shadow guards searching for him on the street, and instead the entire Wangjing City was on alert.

Dragging his wooden crutches and broken bowl, he purposely approached a group of people, listening to their whispers, but finally understood the reason——

This winter, the emperor did not survive this winter after all, and died the night before...

However, the emperor never thought of such an ending before his death. He thought that he would last forever, and never moved his thoughts about establishing a prince.

Now that the former emperor has died, many courtiers are mourning on the surface, but they have already gone to stand in line to support their own prince.

All of a sudden, the city of Wangjing was filled with turmoil and dark waves.

Xuan Yingdang understood that his former master was trapped in the court affairs, so he had no time to find him for the time being.

And after more than half a month, he seems to be...

Xuan Ying lowered his head, pretended to be seriously ill, and was disgusted by many people, and left with his belongings again.

Everyone just thought that a certain beggar had become interested, and stopped standing in the vicinity to be annoying, so they didn't care much.

But at this moment, Xuanying's heart was throbbing, and the light in her eyes couldn't be concealed——

Don't look at the tight security in Wangjing City now, but since there are fewer shadow guards patrolling in Prince Rui's Mansion, there is a high probability that it will not be a problem for him to take the opportunity to escape from Wangjing.

As long as God doesn't force him to die, then he can get out successfully...

Xuan Ying gritted her teeth, turned around and walked into a remote alley, threw away the small wooden crutch in her hand, and limped towards Beggar Street.