The capital of the Ming Dynasty was naturally prosperous. Chen Zhao rode into the city gate and felt familiar everywhere.

After all, he served as a general in this capital, dealt with civil servants, and stayed in the imperial prison for a period of time.

He is used to being a top-notch person here.

This idea emerged from the brain power and could not be curbed.

So he frowned and looked around. Sure enough, there were ragged beggars everywhere on both sides of the bustling street.

"It seems that I am so obedient to myself that I am lost in my mind and always want to enjoy the life of a wealthy family. No wonder my state always stagnates."

Chen Zhao thought, and looked at the beggars everywhere, and his heart moved.

The capital was prosperous, and Chen Zhao easily took advantage of the dark horses and bought a courtyard house. This courtyard is good. In addition to a well, there is also a flower bed in the middle, with a wing room on the left and right, and in front of it are three green tiled houses. All the living utensils are complete, saving him a lot of time to buy.

When he entered the door, he was still a young man in a rich and frugal manner, but when he went out, he had become an ordinary down-and-out child.

He walked out of the alley where Siheyuan was and turned to the street. Seeing that there were lights and candles selling food and drink on both sides, he couldn't help but smile.

It turned out that after he entered the city, he was shopping for a house. It was dark for a moment and he forgot to have a meal.

Since he wanted to experience the city life thoroughly, Chen Zhao naturally had to integrate into it, so he sat down in one place and ate two bowls of noodle soup.

When I pushed open the bench, touched my belly, and nodded with satisfaction.

Whether it is a god or a little beggar, it is only after I have eaten my stomach.

Walking on the street, Chen Zhao arrived at the bottom of a stone archway and stopped. He saw a poor man with wide shoulders and thin waist leaning on the stone pedestal of the archway waving to him.

Chen Zhao sneered in his heart, knowing that he was dressed as a down-and-out boy and was noticed by the gangster leader, so he walked over. The poor man didn't speak, but only shrank his hand into his sleeve, and signaled to Chen Zhao again.

"Is this the code of the Beggars' Sect on this street?" Chen Zhao saw his hand moving in his sleeves. Although he didn't understand what it meant, he generally understood, so he just looked at the poor man without saying a word or laughing.

The poor man shouted and kicked Chen Zhao in the face.

Chen Zhao turned sideways and kicked the poor man instead staggered.

He was furious and rushed forward, punched and kicked, and rushed towards Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao frowned slightly and gently avoided it. No matter how the Qionghan fisted and kicked, he could not reach the corner of his clothes.

After only a while, the poor man had to stop and breathe slightly.

He looked around and saw that Chen Zhao was still holding his hands behind his back and had no fodder on his body.

"Oh no, I've encountered a tough guy!"

The poor man's heart sank. He never expected that the boy in front of him would be so powerful.

It turned out to be a silver-like gun tip, and his physical strength was so weak that he couldn't hold on after just a while of attacking.

So he asked casually: "Why did you hit me?"

The man was originally frightened, but when he heard Chen Zhao's words, he immediately felt at ease: "It turned out to be a down-and-out boy who has never seen the world. I probably haven't figured out my details yet. I have to be tough and see how to deal with this kid in the future."

Thinking of this, he shouted coldly, "You are very skilled and very capable. Today, the Second Master is happy, so I will spare you. I am not just hitting you casually. Next time I will let the Second Master run into this Fangqiao Street. The Second Master and several old men will use a whip to whip you."

After the man said that, he shook his shoulders and left.

"You're leaving quickly." Chen Zhao looked at the man's back and smiled faintly in his heart.

Although this man didn't say much, Chen Zhao had already obtained enough information.

This Fangqiao Street is "covered by this poor man", but seeing that he looks poor and calls himself "Second Master", he is probably a small gang, and he only dares to show off his power in the little beggars on this street.

If you say so, the entire capital was ruled by the emperor and ministers, but the darkness was controlled by street thugs represented by this "Second Master".

Of course, this "Second Master" is just a small character, and the "uncle" behind him is just a thug leader. Maybe there are more powerful thugs behind them, layer by layer, until the one with the most powerful one.

Or communicate with the palace, or communicate with the Jinyiwei East Factory or something.

What is the battle with senior officials of the court? They are all people who are inseparable from black and white.

It’s better to have some fun on the streets and markets first.

When the "Second Master" are completely cleaned up, the time should be until next year's spring examination.

Thinking of this, he did not deal with the "Second Master" who had gone away, but walked freely. Before he knew it, he walked back to the place where he had just eaten the noodle soup.

I was just hearing someone say, "I beg you, don't stand here too! You look at your head full of scabies and you don't feel nauseous. Who dares to eat noodles here?"

Chen Zhao turned his head and looked at it. The person who spoke was the old man who sold his noodle soup just now. There was a thin child with a dysentery in front of the noodle stall. After hearing the old man selling the noodle, he turned around and left without saying a word.

Chen Zhao's heart moved and followed him. Seeing him standing in front of a Chaos stall again, he straightened his eyes and looked at the bowl of the person who was eating Chaos.

It looks very pitiful.

He must be extremely hungry.

Chen Zhao sighed in his heart, walked forward, and gently patted his shoulder.

The thin child was startled, his whole body shook, and he turned his head to look with his frightened eyes. Chen Zhao asked, "Do you want to eat Chaos?"

The child looked at Chen Zhao and replied, "If you want to wait for the rest, the shopkeeper must be willing to pour it over to me."

As he said that, he raised the bamboo tube in his hand.

Chen Zhao asked: "Then I'll treat you to a bowl, are you willing?"

The child just thought Chen Zhaoxun was happy and turned around and left.

Chen Zhao grabbed him, patted the copper coins on his waist and said, "I won't lie to you, I have money."

Since he wanted to polish it in the market, he naturally had no silver notes or silver on his body, only copper coins.

The thin child was half-believing and half-doubted. Chen Zhao didn't say anything, pulled him to the side and sat down, saying to the Chaos seller: "Shopkeeper, give two bowls of Chaos and four cakes."

The Chaos soldier looked at him and said, "Get the money first."

Chen Zhao was stunned and asked, "Others will pay for it after eating, why do we have to give it first?"

The Chaos seller said, "This is the rule. Why don't you go find a place to eat and pay?"

Of course, Chen Zhao would not go to other stalls, because that would only scare the thin child away, so he paid for it.

The steaming two nights of chaos came up, and the thin child believed that this was true.

He was not afraid of burning his mouth, so he lowered his head and started eating. It was not until a bowl was approaching that he turned around and asked Chen Zhao: "Why don't you eat it?"

Chen Zhao smiled and said, "I have eaten it, so you don't have to be polite, just use it."

The thin boy heard Chen Zhao's special words and didn't know what his task was. He didn't bother to ask, and lowered his head and continued to fill it in his mouth.

Maybe he was hungry, he didn't bother to eat Chaos, nor was he afraid of choking when swallowing the bacon. A gust of wind swept the clouds and put two bowls of Chaos and four bacons into his stomach.
Chapter completed!