Chapter One Hundred and Twenty: The Little Beggar
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The two of them strolled leisurely in the temple nestled among the mountains, with a faint scent of incense lingering in the air.
As they chatted, they unconsciously made their way to a secluded courtyard with few people around.
Looking from the outside, the tall trees in the courtyard reach into the sky, with the occasional sound of birdsong, making it seem even more secluded and serene.
It appears uninhabited, but outside the door, there are two young monks standing guard.
Upon seeing the two female visitors, the young monks stepped forward and clasped their hands together, saying, "Excuse us, but this place is not open to the public. We hope you understand."
"Thank you for the reminder."
As he turned to leave, Xu Chaomu glanced back, feeling curious.
The courtyard was not remarkable, even quite desolate, but the appearance of the two young monks showed that they valued this place.
Xiangcao muttered to himself, "Could it be that there is someone extraordinary living in there?"
"Do you want to go in and take a look?"
Xiangcao took the words seriously and looked at her with some embarrassment, "Princess, one should not act recklessly in a holy place of Buddhism. If a servant intrudes, they will be thrown out..."
Xu Chaomu smiled lightly and said, "I was just kidding, and you took it seriously."
As they left Xunyin Temple and walked back to the intersection, Huaiyi saw them from afar and drove the car over.
The sound of the wheels crushing the dry branches on the ground echoed as they entered the woods and headed back to Chaoyang City.
In the carriage, Xu Chaomu touched the red string on his wrist, leaned against the window sill with one hand supporting his chin, and couldn't help but wonder: It's been five days since my husband left, I wonder where he is now? Has he destroyed the Thousand Autumns Pavilion? What if he gets injured? Has he eaten yet? Or is he doing something else now?
I really miss him. Last time I got mad at him because he was too overbearing, now I think I shouldn't have been.
He would wake up at night just to tuck her in, tell her stories when she couldn't sleep, and even help her... get dressed...
Just at this point, I couldn't help blushing.
"Who are you?"
As the sound of a shout for justice rang out, the carriage suddenly stopped.
"What's the matter?" she asked, coming back to herself.
"Your Highness, there's a fight going on. Three young men are bullying and beating a young beggar. Please wait, Your Highness, I'll go and take a look."
After Huaiyi left, Xu Chaomu opened the curtain and looked out, and sure enough, there were three young men not far away beating up a child.
The child curled up, holding his head, allowing the three men to punch and kick him.
Her skinny and frail figure made Xu Chaomu slightly stunned.
She had an impression, it seemed to be the little beggar who stole her jade pendant last time.
"Xiangcao, go take a look."
The two of them got off the car one after the other, and quickly walked to where Huaiyi was.
Little beggar was rescued by Huaiyi, and the three men clenched their fists as if they were still not reconciled. But under the righteous and awe-inspiring gaze of Huaiyi, they did not dare to act rashly.
Xu Zhaomu squatted down in the gaze of the few people, gently reached out and pulled open the hand that the little beggar was holding onto his head, and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
The little beggar obviously remembered her, although her eyes were filled with tears, she stubbornly held back her tears and called out, "Sister..."
The little beggar was covered in bruises, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, looking so pitiful.
Xu Chaomu couldn't help but frown, turned his head and coldly asked the three of them, "What's going on?"
One of the men, who was dressed more lavishly, looked at the busybody beautiful woman and had an frivolous look in his eyes, but out of consideration for propriety, he didn't say anything inappropriate.
“Miss, can you please clarify the situation before meddling? This little beggar stole money from this young master and now he can't even teach him a lesson?”
Stole money?
Xu Chaomu turned to look at the little beggar and the little beggar timidly said, "The money...they took it back."
Xu Chaomu was not pleased and asked coldly, "Why did you still hit him?"
The man impatiently replied, "This little beggar has a bad nature and if we don't teach him a lesson, he will steal from others again next time. He's a lowly creature born without a mother's teaching. I, as a gentleman..."
“Shut up!” she said angrily.
“It’s wrong for him to steal money, that’s his fault. You’ve already hit him and scolded him, why do you still have to blame his parents? Looking at your appearance, you also come from a wealthy family. It’s extremely disrespectful to insult someone’s parents, don’t you even know this basic etiquette?”
The man was already unhappy with the woman who suddenly intervened. Seeing that she was younger than himself, but boldly accused him, he was even more annoyed.
"You're helping him so much, is he your relative? Since you want to be a good person, why don't you take this kid back home and give him a way out? Will you or not?"
"What's it to you?"
The man weighed the bulging money bag in his hand and snorted, "These little girls should stay at home and embroider instead of going out to meddle in other people's business. It's really annoying... Ouch..."
The man hadn't finished speaking when Huaiyi picked up a small stone and viciously hit him in the groin.
The man groaned in pain, covering his lower body, while Xiangcao stood with her hands on her hips and scolded, "How dare you! Speaking to the Crown Princess in such a manner, do you have a death wish? Be careful, our prince might shoot you out of Chaoyang City with a single arrow!"
The man was originally going to curse angrily, but when he heard that the woman was the Princess of Lin, he held back his anger.
His father just got a job in the Ministry of Rites, if he caused such a big trouble, he would be in big trouble when he went back home!
Can't afford to provoke.
Seeing the young master beside him in inexplicable pain, the servant felt a twinge in his own body and quickly supported the young master to run away.
"Do you not have enough money to buy food for your sister?" Xǔ Cháomù pulled him up and stared at him, but there was no accusation in his eyes.
"No." The little beggar grimaced in pain, his eyes reddened and his nose sore. "I don't have money to buy new clothes for my sister, and she's gotten sick from the cold. She's running a high fever and hasn't eaten for a day. The money I begged for is only enough to buy steamed buns, not enough for medicine for my sister... I'm afraid she'll leave me like my parents did, so I have no choice but to steal..." As he finished speaking, his voice trembled with tears.
"Don't cry. Where is your sister? Take me to see her."
Because Xue Chaomu gave him a lot of money for the first time, the little beggar had a very good impression of her, nodding repeatedly as if catching a lifesaving straw.
"Sister, save my little sister, I'm willing to work as a cow or horse for you for the rest of my life."
Xu Chaomu stood up and pulled him back, "Let's not talk about that now, it's more important to go see your sister."
Just like that, the car that was supposed to return to Chaoyang City turned around and headed towards the beggar's nest on the edge of the city.
The little beggar had never sat in such a luxurious carriage before, and was afraid of getting the seat dirty, so he sat on the ground, refusing to get up no matter how much Xu Chaomu tried to persuade him.
Following the little beggar's directions, we soon arrived at Beggar's Nest.
Beggar's Nest, as the name suggests, is a place where a bunch of beggars live.
Their so-called home is just a run-down thatched cottage.
But they don't care about that, as long as they have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, they are already very content.
The road to the beggar's nest is narrow, dirty, and chaotic. Carriages cannot enter and must be parked outside.
It's now noon, and the beggars have all gone to the city to beg for food, so there are not many people here at the moment.
Huaiyi stayed behind to watch the car, Xuchao and Xiangcao followed the little beggar to a dilapidated thatched house.
The window portal is already damaged. The little beggar came forward, struggling to move the wooden board used as a windbreak. Afraid that they would despise it, he quickly found a broom made of thatched grass to sweep the muddy floor and said apologetically, "Sister, please come in."
Xu Chaomu walked into the house without any hesitation and naturally.
As soon as he entered, he saw a little girl, about five or six years old, lying on a thick hay mattress.
The little girl had her eyes closed and looked unwell.
With only a thin layer of worn cotton on his small body, there is also an untouched white steamed bun and a bowl of clear water by his side.
As they chatted, they unconsciously made their way to a secluded courtyard with few people around.
Looking from the outside, the tall trees in the courtyard reach into the sky, with the occasional sound of birdsong, making it seem even more secluded and serene.
It appears uninhabited, but outside the door, there are two young monks standing guard.
Upon seeing the two female visitors, the young monks stepped forward and clasped their hands together, saying, "Excuse us, but this place is not open to the public. We hope you understand."
"Thank you for the reminder."
As he turned to leave, Xu Chaomu glanced back, feeling curious.
The courtyard was not remarkable, even quite desolate, but the appearance of the two young monks showed that they valued this place.
Xiangcao muttered to himself, "Could it be that there is someone extraordinary living in there?"
"Do you want to go in and take a look?"
Xiangcao took the words seriously and looked at her with some embarrassment, "Princess, one should not act recklessly in a holy place of Buddhism. If a servant intrudes, they will be thrown out..."
Xu Chaomu smiled lightly and said, "I was just kidding, and you took it seriously."
As they left Xunyin Temple and walked back to the intersection, Huaiyi saw them from afar and drove the car over.
The sound of the wheels crushing the dry branches on the ground echoed as they entered the woods and headed back to Chaoyang City.
In the carriage, Xu Chaomu touched the red string on his wrist, leaned against the window sill with one hand supporting his chin, and couldn't help but wonder: It's been five days since my husband left, I wonder where he is now? Has he destroyed the Thousand Autumns Pavilion? What if he gets injured? Has he eaten yet? Or is he doing something else now?
I really miss him. Last time I got mad at him because he was too overbearing, now I think I shouldn't have been.
He would wake up at night just to tuck her in, tell her stories when she couldn't sleep, and even help her... get dressed...
Just at this point, I couldn't help blushing.
"Who are you?"
As the sound of a shout for justice rang out, the carriage suddenly stopped.
"What's the matter?" she asked, coming back to herself.
"Your Highness, there's a fight going on. Three young men are bullying and beating a young beggar. Please wait, Your Highness, I'll go and take a look."
After Huaiyi left, Xu Chaomu opened the curtain and looked out, and sure enough, there were three young men not far away beating up a child.
The child curled up, holding his head, allowing the three men to punch and kick him.
Her skinny and frail figure made Xu Chaomu slightly stunned.
She had an impression, it seemed to be the little beggar who stole her jade pendant last time.
"Xiangcao, go take a look."
The two of them got off the car one after the other, and quickly walked to where Huaiyi was.
Little beggar was rescued by Huaiyi, and the three men clenched their fists as if they were still not reconciled. But under the righteous and awe-inspiring gaze of Huaiyi, they did not dare to act rashly.
Xu Zhaomu squatted down in the gaze of the few people, gently reached out and pulled open the hand that the little beggar was holding onto his head, and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
The little beggar obviously remembered her, although her eyes were filled with tears, she stubbornly held back her tears and called out, "Sister..."
The little beggar was covered in bruises, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, looking so pitiful.
Xu Chaomu couldn't help but frown, turned his head and coldly asked the three of them, "What's going on?"
One of the men, who was dressed more lavishly, looked at the busybody beautiful woman and had an frivolous look in his eyes, but out of consideration for propriety, he didn't say anything inappropriate.
“Miss, can you please clarify the situation before meddling? This little beggar stole money from this young master and now he can't even teach him a lesson?”
Stole money?
Xu Chaomu turned to look at the little beggar and the little beggar timidly said, "The money...they took it back."
Xu Chaomu was not pleased and asked coldly, "Why did you still hit him?"
The man impatiently replied, "This little beggar has a bad nature and if we don't teach him a lesson, he will steal from others again next time. He's a lowly creature born without a mother's teaching. I, as a gentleman..."
“Shut up!” she said angrily.
“It’s wrong for him to steal money, that’s his fault. You’ve already hit him and scolded him, why do you still have to blame his parents? Looking at your appearance, you also come from a wealthy family. It’s extremely disrespectful to insult someone’s parents, don’t you even know this basic etiquette?”
The man was already unhappy with the woman who suddenly intervened. Seeing that she was younger than himself, but boldly accused him, he was even more annoyed.
"You're helping him so much, is he your relative? Since you want to be a good person, why don't you take this kid back home and give him a way out? Will you or not?"
"What's it to you?"
The man weighed the bulging money bag in his hand and snorted, "These little girls should stay at home and embroider instead of going out to meddle in other people's business. It's really annoying... Ouch..."
The man hadn't finished speaking when Huaiyi picked up a small stone and viciously hit him in the groin.
The man groaned in pain, covering his lower body, while Xiangcao stood with her hands on her hips and scolded, "How dare you! Speaking to the Crown Princess in such a manner, do you have a death wish? Be careful, our prince might shoot you out of Chaoyang City with a single arrow!"
The man was originally going to curse angrily, but when he heard that the woman was the Princess of Lin, he held back his anger.
His father just got a job in the Ministry of Rites, if he caused such a big trouble, he would be in big trouble when he went back home!
Can't afford to provoke.
Seeing the young master beside him in inexplicable pain, the servant felt a twinge in his own body and quickly supported the young master to run away.
"Do you not have enough money to buy food for your sister?" Xǔ Cháomù pulled him up and stared at him, but there was no accusation in his eyes.
"No." The little beggar grimaced in pain, his eyes reddened and his nose sore. "I don't have money to buy new clothes for my sister, and she's gotten sick from the cold. She's running a high fever and hasn't eaten for a day. The money I begged for is only enough to buy steamed buns, not enough for medicine for my sister... I'm afraid she'll leave me like my parents did, so I have no choice but to steal..." As he finished speaking, his voice trembled with tears.
"Don't cry. Where is your sister? Take me to see her."
Because Xue Chaomu gave him a lot of money for the first time, the little beggar had a very good impression of her, nodding repeatedly as if catching a lifesaving straw.
"Sister, save my little sister, I'm willing to work as a cow or horse for you for the rest of my life."
Xu Chaomu stood up and pulled him back, "Let's not talk about that now, it's more important to go see your sister."
Just like that, the car that was supposed to return to Chaoyang City turned around and headed towards the beggar's nest on the edge of the city.
The little beggar had never sat in such a luxurious carriage before, and was afraid of getting the seat dirty, so he sat on the ground, refusing to get up no matter how much Xu Chaomu tried to persuade him.
Following the little beggar's directions, we soon arrived at Beggar's Nest.
Beggar's Nest, as the name suggests, is a place where a bunch of beggars live.
Their so-called home is just a run-down thatched cottage.
But they don't care about that, as long as they have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, they are already very content.
The road to the beggar's nest is narrow, dirty, and chaotic. Carriages cannot enter and must be parked outside.
It's now noon, and the beggars have all gone to the city to beg for food, so there are not many people here at the moment.
Huaiyi stayed behind to watch the car, Xuchao and Xiangcao followed the little beggar to a dilapidated thatched house.
The window portal is already damaged. The little beggar came forward, struggling to move the wooden board used as a windbreak. Afraid that they would despise it, he quickly found a broom made of thatched grass to sweep the muddy floor and said apologetically, "Sister, please come in."
Xu Chaomu walked into the house without any hesitation and naturally.
As soon as he entered, he saw a little girl, about five or six years old, lying on a thick hay mattress.
The little girl had her eyes closed and looked unwell.
With only a thin layer of worn cotton on his small body, there is also an untouched white steamed bun and a bowl of clear water by his side.