This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1650 Chitose-sama (2)

   "Little beggar, how dare you steal something!"

   "I can't beat you to death!"

   "Do you still dare to steal, do you dare!!"

   Shouting and scolding floated in from the side window, Chuzheng glanced outside.

  The little beggar in ragged clothes curled up on the ground, and a man beside him was punching and kicking the little beggar.

   The man didn't stop until the buns he had stolen from the little beggar's arms were exposed, picked up the buns and threw them directly to the big yellow dog lying beside him.

   "Bah!"

   The man took a sip and entered his own steamed bun shop with disgust on his face.

  The little beggar was kicked to death, lying on the ground, looking at the big yellow dog eating with great interest,

   "Little Second."

   Chuzheng called out.

  The second shopkeeper trotted over: "What else do you need, the guest officer?"

   "Give him something to eat." Chuzheng motioned to the little beggar outside.

  The shop boy followed Chuzheng's line of sight and said: "Keguan, there has been a famine in the past two years, and there have been many beggars in the city. You can go where you want to go."

   Chuzheng swept over the shop boy indifferently.

  Second's back suddenly froze, his expression stiffened for a moment, and he immediately said, "It's the little one who talks too much, the little one will go."

   The shop assistant went out with the things, handed him the packaged food, and then pointed in the direction of Chuzheng.

   The little beggar looked in through the window, his eyes were black and clear, like gems that had not been stained with dust.

  【Congratulations to Miss Sister for getting a thank you card×1】

   Chuzheng took a sip of the tea cup.

   This good guy did nothing in vain, at least he had a card.

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   Chuzheng came out of the inn. The little beggar hadn't left yet. He hugged the things the shop assistant gave him and huddled in the corner outside the inn.

   Seeing her coming out, the little beggar immediately stood up, bowed to her from a distance, and ran away.

   Chuzheng: "???"

  Chuzheng has no time to pay attention to the little beggar, she is busy spending money to lose her family.

   So much money, how will she spend it...

   Chuzheng suddenly thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

  Nothing can suffocate this poor little one! !

I can!

   Chuzheng secretly clenched his fist.

   Chuzheng swept the nearby grain stores, and asked people to make all the grains into finished products, and then took them to the place where the beggars gathered to distribute.

   Chuzheng made two consecutive days, and everyone in the city knew that there was a little girl with a kind heart who distributed food for free.

  When the time comes, many beggars gather nearby, waiting to receive food.

   Chuzheng received some thank you cards one after another.

   This is probably the most successful plane for her to get a thank you card.

   Chuzheng didn't choose Kyoto immediately, but directly found a house nearby to live in.

   The little beggar seemed to know that she lived here, and every few days, she would put something on the steps outside her house.

  Sometimes it’s a flower, sometimes it’s a wild fruit…

   Early this morning, Chuzheng opened the door and saw the little beggar putting a bunch of wild flowers.

   The door of the mansion suddenly opened, and the little beggar was frightened.

   "Stop!" Chuzheng said.

   The little beggar froze abruptly.

   Chuzheng put his fingers on the vermilion door, and glanced at the things on the steps: "Don't send me things, I don't need these."

   The little beggar looked back at her, pursed the corner of his lower lip, and ran away.

   The little beggar came again every two days.

   Chuzheng: "..."

   You are here to make garbage!

  Chuzheng is too lazy to care about him, he can do whatever he likes.

  She is very busy.

   The little beggar persisted for about half a year, and then Chuzheng didn't see anything outside her house, nor did he see the little beggar.

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Five years later.

   Kyoto.

  The carriage swayed into the city. The four corners of the carriage were hung with white jade, and the bottom was decorated with tassel and bells, which rang.

   The driver of the car was a young girl with two ball-shaped heads, looking a little weird.

  The girl drove the carriage to an inn. She jumped out of the carriage, ran into the inn first, and didn't come out. She opened the curtain and rushed inside: "Miss, there is still room, shall we stay here?"

   The man in the carriage gave a 'um'.

  The girl immediately took off the low stool and placed it under the carriage.

   The carriage swayed slightly, and the slender and tall figure came out of the carriage and stepped down on the low stool.

   That is also a girl, the appearance of sixteen seven.

The moon-white clothes complemented the girl's fair skin and delicate facial features. Under the slender eyelashes, her eyes were black and clear, but there was no emotional fluctuation in them, and it was cold and indifferent, as if everything in the world could not enter her. eye.

   The girl's gestures and gestures are all elegant and noble, and the cold sense of alienation adds a bit of majesty and solemnity to her.

   Chuzheng looked up at the plaque of the inn.

   In five years, her body has grown from a weak child to a slender one.

   Chuzheng returned earlier than the original owner arrived in Kyoto.

   At this time, there is still half a year before Zhu Dongfeng gets married. It is estimated that Zhu Dongfeng and the eldest princess have not been in contact for a long time.

  Chuzheng stayed at the inn temporarily, and then asked Jinzhi...the girl who was driving the car to find the mansion.

  Jinzhi is Chuzheng - hired at a high price.

   Ability to write and martial arts, a must for home travel.

  Kinzhi is efficient in his work, and he has already found the mansion the next day.

   "Miss, this mansion is quite big, but it's a bit remote and quiet." Jinzhi and Chuzheng introduced the situation of the mansion.

   "Quiet is good." It's hard to sleep in a noisy place.

   "Then let's settle this?"

"Um."

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  Nishiki finished all the formalities in the mansion before taking it out.

   "Idlers avoid—"

   Chuzheng and the others had just arrived at the main street, and there was a group of people in front of them, coming this way.

   Someone in front of me was beating gongs and drums and shouting 'Idlers avoid it'.

  The people avoided both sides one after another. Although it was not as exaggerated as kneeling directly, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look up.

   Jinzhi drove the carriage to the side and let the people over there pass first.

   Chuzheng lifted the car curtain and looked outside.

   There is a soft sedan chair in the middle of the huge team, surrounded by light gauze, and it is faintly visible that there is a woman inside.

   Chuzheng only stayed on the soft sedan for a few seconds, then quickly moved away and landed on the man beside the soft sedan.

  The man had a handsome face, and he rode a white horse in a valiant manner and accompanied him beside the soft sedan chair.

  If the original owner's memory is fine, then this person is Zhu Dongfeng.

  So the person in the soft sedan chair should be the princess he wants to marry?

   I wish Dongfeng did not resemble the original owner's impressive young image.

   He is already an adult man, and his demeanor and temperament have changed a lot from his youth.

   I wish Dongfeng looks quite handsome, such a man is probably the dream lover of many women.

   Zhu Dongfeng's horse was not far from Chuzheng, and he turned to meet Chuzheng's sight.

  The girl held up the curtain of the car, revealing only a small half of her face, half-covered and half-covered, like a heavenly figure.

   The girl stared at him intently, and at a distance, Zhu Dongfeng couldn't see the emotions in the girl's eyes.

   Just when Zhu Dongfeng wanted to take a closer look, the girl in the carriage lowered the curtain, blocking his view.

   (end of this chapter)