Just after Mao, the sky was a little light blue. Before the city gate was opened, there were already many people coming in and out. If the pedestrians were empty, they could be released after a brief question. If it was a carriage, they would have to be given some benefits by these guards guarding the city. As the saying goes, the geese plucked their hair and the eagles plucked their voices.

Standing at the city gate, looking into the distance through the wide moat, because the city base is high, you can see countless early farmers working on the vast land, rich young men get up early to walk their birds, warriors and teenagers get up early to practice in the morning, and travelers bow their heads to rush forward, the whole world is gradually becoming busy, warriors, farmers, wealthy businessmen, or ordinary men do what they should do, day after day.

The cold weather in the early morning blew on his body with a cold breeze, which made the guards guarding the gate tighten the cotton armor inside the standard robe.

A silver armored guard with a leader looked cold fog in his mouth, and his eyes were looking at a carriage in front of the city gate passing through the suspension bridge. When he walked forward, he was about to conduct routine interrogation. When he got closer, he saw that the horses next to the carriage were dressed as guards, and one of them was even more powerful. The silver armored guard saw the appearance of the person coming, and was shocked. The face changed and he smiled flatteringly and said, "Teacher Wang... I saw the commander from afar, so I came to greet him," he turned his head and said, "Why don't you get out of here!"

This person was the commander of the Wang family in Anyang. Commander Wang didn't look at him. He looked back at the carriage. Seeing that the carriage had no reaction, he snorted coldly and said, "Let your eyes be brighter next time." After that, he became the first to enter the city. The guards next to him also looked proud and ignored these guards and protected the carriage from both sides and entered the city.

"What did Wang Yueguo do with people? Seeing that he and his subordinates have changed their clothes, and their expressions are abnormal. Do you want to report to the commander?" The silver-armored soldier who touched his cold butt spat on the ground, and said to his companion next to him inexplicably.

"Don't meddle in other people's business. I really think that I have long life. Commander Wang is about to be promoted to half a step in the innate world and to be in charge of the escorts and commanders in the county and city. He is an important figure in the Wang family's clan lineage. Although the commander asked us to pay attention to some of their abnormal actions in private, it is better not to interfere with the dispute between the clan and the division of the family."

"When I'm promoted to the innate level, I have to show him good looks! Hum."

"Stop daydreaming. Wang Yueguo can crush you with one hand, hahaha."

"The future is long... Maybe I can also be promoted to the innate half a step."

"You two, why don't you go inspect it quickly! What are you discussing here sneakily!" A black-armored general came over and interrupted the two who were fantasizing, with a look of displeasure.

"Yes, sir!"

Anyang County City, an extremely prosperous county in Dongqinzhou, is second only to Dongqinzhou Prefecture and is also the location of Dongqinzhou Prefecture. However, no matter how prosperous the place is or how magnificent the prosperous era, there will be no shortage of a kind of people.

In a small corner of the huge city gate, several beggars were squatting. One of the middle-aged beggars with a disheveled head and face, with a dirty and ragged coat, revealing some purple skin, which obviously suffered a lot.

He was holding a bamboo flute in his hand. The bamboo flute was green and clean, which was in great contrast to his whole body. The flute was slowly blowing at his somewhat dirty mouth. Every time he blew a song, the middle-aged beggar bent down his hunched waist and his head was almost lowered to the ground, begging for rewards to pedestrians entering and leaving the city.

There was a thin beggar next to him, who was only a teenager. Although his face was dirty, his eyes were very smart, and he was not as pale as ordinary beggars. After all, other beggars were not as full as he was in every meal. This little beggar was good at talking and asking for rewards, and was well-behaved and clever. When people like to listen to what they said, they would throw him a few copper coins. In this way, they actually got more copper coins than the middle-aged beggars next to him who had half-selling and half-begging. Sometimes there were small pieces of silver, so they didn't have to worry for a few days.

After the middle-aged beggar finished a song, a few passers-by threw down a few rewards. While complimenting, the middle-aged beggar picked up the copper coins scattered in the mud. On the ground in front of him, a pair of clean black forging shoes appeared. Although it was simple, the materials were exquisite and stopped in front of him. The middle-aged beggar barely straightened his hunched body and raised his head with some difficulty. He saw a young man wearing a black Taoist robe with black hair tied up and hanging behind his head. His slender figure stood up. He couldn't see his face clearly, but the middle-aged beggar was slightly happy. Because it was the easiest way to give lords like this.

Yu Qi, and every time, I give a lot of things, which is very generous.

But the young man in Taoist robe did not look at him, but stopped and looked at the clever little beggar with a look of thought in his eyes. This young man was Xu Disheng. Xu Disheng was only fifteen years old and extremely young, but he was wearing a Taoist robe, with long black hair tied up, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and his eyes were opened and closed, and his expression was indifferent, making people dare not look at him as a boy.

At first, he was indeed attracted by the middle-aged beggar, just because he saw his green bamboo flute. At this moment, he felt a little special on the little beggar next to him. Xu Disheng was still one step away from reaching the state of meridians. His five senses were extremely sensitive, and no sense was aimless. This little beggar was young and had no martial arts cultivation. It was obvious that he had never even had a pulse test for more than ten years. How could he give him a special feeling?

The little beggar was smart, with big eyes looking at Xu Disheng and said, "The Taoist priest is extraordinary and elegant, and he is a successful Taoist priest. I believe that the Taoist priest has already mastered his achievements. Taoist priest, you are compassionate, and you will be rewarded with a few coins of silver. The little one will go back and set up a tablet of immortality for you in the hall..."

Xu Disheng laughed a little, and suddenly felt that the little beggar was so interesting that his mood would be infected by him. He stroked his palm and said, "If I really participate in my good deeds, I will linger in this world again." After speaking, he shook his head slightly and was about to walk into the crowd in the city.

"Even if the Taoist priest has a great Taoist practice, he can't stand the loneliness of himself, so he will eventually have to return to this world to enjoy his happiness." The little beggar grinned, revealing his white teeth. Obviously, he often cleans his teeth with rough objects such as animal hair.

The little beggar was just talking nonsense, but Xu Disheng stopped and turned around and said, "What is the most important thing for you?"
Chapter completed!