The little beggar sucked on his dirty fingers, his eyes shining.
The bun shop owner had already noticed her and found her an eyesore. He hurriedly pushed the little beggar to the ground.
He casually picked up a broom and threw it at the little beggar.
"Where did this little ruffian come from? Beg and go to the side."”
Zhu Zhen happened to see this scene and could not help but frown.
His grandfather, Emperor Hongwu Zhu Yuanzhang, was also a beggar back then.
Who would be willing to be a beggar if it wasn't because of a famine?
Should he be bullied just because he was reduced to a beggar?
If you don't give her food, you can just chase her away. Do you have to push her and hit her?
"Stop!" Zhu Zhen shouted.
The owner of the bun shop was a middle-aged man in his thirties.
Startled by this shout, he turned around and saw Zhu Zhen and Hu Xian.
When he saw that one of them was tall and handsome, while the other was an official, he quickly smiled apologetically." Oh, so it's you, young Langjun, and the official."”
"As you can see, these child beggars are really annoying.”
Zhu Zhen glanced at him and said indifferently,""She's just a little beggar. She's so pitiful. Why are you bullying her?”
The bun shop owner realized his mistake and quickly said,"This young master, I was wrong. I'll apologize to her now.”
As he spoke, he took out a bun and threw it beside the little beggar.
"Here, take it and eat it. Today, these two young masters are kind enough to reward you with a full meal. Just treat it as feeding the dogs.”
The little girl looked at the steaming buns in front of her, her eyes filled with desire.
She stared at the steamed bun for a long time, as if she was struggling in her heart.
In the end, he didn't pick up the buns.
He turned around and kowtowed to Zhu Zhen.
Even though she was just a little beggar who was about to starve to death, she still maintained her dignity.
He didn't want to be treated like a dog.
I don't eat food given to me.
Zhu Zhen couldn't help but sigh." You still don't know where you went wrong. You calling her a dog is worse than hitting her.”
"Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you.”
Looking at the little girl's back, Zhu Zhen said to Hu Xian, who was following him," This person just hit this little girl. Help me slap his mouth and hit him back on behalf of the little girl. Then, we'll call it even."”
Hu Xian had followed Zhu Zhen for quite some time and was very familiar with his cousin's character.
In Hu Xian's eyes, Zhu Zhen was easy-going and magnanimous, and he would never bully others casually.
He had always been very reasonable.
And now, Zhu Zhen clearly wanted this bun shop owner to understand a principle, that he couldn't bully others, not even a little beggar.
Since Zhu Zhen had spoken, Hu Xian could only obey.
He took two or three steps forward and slapped the owner of the bun shop.
He fanned himself loudly.
The bun shop owner covered his face and wailed.
"I'm innocent. The officer bullied me. In broad daylight, the official hit me.”
One had to know that this was the Ying Tian Prefecture.
This was Emperor Hongwu's Great Ming Dynasty. Even if he was an official, he couldn't beat people up casually.
Zhu Zhen glanced at the bun shop owner. He covered his face, but there were no tears.
" Hmph!" He couldn't help but snort coldly." Now you know how it feels to be beaten and bullied?”
The bun shop owner nodded repeatedly." I know my mistake. I won't bully anyone in the future."”
"Alright, stop howling. Pack up all your buns.”Zhu Zhen said.
Hearing this, the bun shop owner shivered again.
What, did these two not only want to beat people up, but also snatch buns?
This time, the bun shop owner really wanted to cry.
However, before his tears could fall, he heard a crisp sound. An ingot of silver fell in front of him.
"Is this silver enough to buy all your buns?”
There was at least one tael of silver.
This was enough for him to sell buns for several months.
"Enough, it's enough, but it's too much.”
The bun shop owner said while trembling.
"Did I say I'd give it to you?" Zhu Zhen said coldly.”
"Make all these silvers into buns. Keep what you should earn well and distribute all the buns to the refugees.”
Even if he only earned what he should earn, the bun shop owner could still earn a huge sum of money. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you, Master. I'll definitely do as you say."
Zhu Zhen glanced at him and said indifferently,""Remember to speak properly. Just say that Zhu Liulang treated everyone to a meal.”
"If you were disrespectful, I wouldn't let you off so easily if I found out.”
The boss of the bun shop held the silver in his hand and nodded repeatedly." Don't worry, I'll definitely settle it for you."”
Zhu Zhen couldn't be bothered with him anymore. He took two buns and chased after the little girl in front of him.
"Little girl, come and eat some buns."
"My name is Zhu Liulang. These two buns are my treat for you.”
The little beggar raised his head and stared at Zhu Zhen.
Zhu Zhen smiled." Take it. This is for you. When you have money, you can treat me."”
The little beggar looked at the steaming hot and fragrant buns and finally reached out his hand.
"Thank…Thank you!"
Her voice was very low, as soft as a mosquito's as she took the bun with a trembling hand.
She didn't eat immediately. Instead, she held the bun and knelt on the ground, kowtowing twice to Zhu Zhen.
Zhu Zhen gave her two buns and she kowtowed twice.
His originally dirty forehead looked even darker when he kowtowed to the ground.
The little beggar was very sensible. Zhu Zhen smiled in relief and gently rubbed her messy hair.
"What's your name?"
The little girl forced a smile, looking a little awkward." Little Beansprout, I…like to eat…bean sprouts, so…my mother…calls me Little Beansprout."”
"Where's your mother? Who else is at home?" Zhu Zhen asked gently.
Little Beansprout's eyes were filled with tears." Dead. Father and Mother are both dead. They died on the road to escape from famine.”
Zhu Zhen's heart sank and he did not know how to comfort her.
He had seen many orphans like this.
"Hello, Little Beansprout."
"Hurry up and eat. It won't taste good if it gets cold.”
Zhu Zhen rubbed Little Beansprout's head again. The little guy then hugged the bun and greedily ate it.
"Liulang, where are we going next?" After bidding farewell to Little Beansprout, Hu Xian asked.
Zhu Zhen thought for a moment and threw the money bag over." Here, use the remaining money to exchange for food to help those homeless refugees."”
"Just say that Zhu Liulang invited them to eat.”
Hu Xian nodded in agreement." Alright, I'll definitely do it. I'll also keep an eye on the bun seller for you.”
"Then shall we go to the restaurant now?"
Every time Zhu Zhen sneaked out, he liked to bring Hu Xian to a restaurant. They would order a plate of braised beef and a pound of old wine and drink until the sky turned dark.
Zhu Zhen was a little disinterested and shook his head." Next time." Oh right, look after Little Beansprout. Don't let her get bullied.”
"Find a chance to arrange a good family for her and make her a servant girl.”
Hu Xian patted his chest." I'll definitely do it."”
Only then did Zhu Zhen pat Hu Xian's shoulder." Thank you, Cousin.”
Thinking of the refugees who had been homeless and suffering from hunger and cold these days, he could not help but say," How can there be thousands of mansions to shelter the poor scholars in the world?”
With that said, he headed towards the Imperial City.
Not long after he left, Xu Miaoyun and Xu Miaojin came out from the corner of the street.
The two sisters were also about to go to the refugee market when they happened to bump into Zhu Zhen and Little Beansprout.
"Big Sis, Little Beansprout is so pitiful." Xu Miaojin said.
Xu Miaoyun stared in the direction Zhu Zhen had left and murmured softly," How could he have thousands of mansions to shelter the poor scholars of the world? One moment, he loved money as if it was his life, and the next moment, he was compassionate. Which one is the real Chu King, Zhu Zhen?”
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