Chapter 528

on the third day.

Qi Xuan finally tried to talk to the people next to him. He thought it would be easy, but to his surprise, when he came forward to talk, the beggars didn't pay attention to him, and even some old beggars avoided him when he was near.

"Why is that?" Qi Xuan felt very strange. On the first day of Ming Dynasty, the beggars were still very friendly.

But he didn't know. The reason was that on the first day he refused the invitation of the leaders of the two sides, and Qi Xuan didn't stay here for the night. The beggars thought he had a different purpose, so they were far away from him.

Qi Xuan was originally a thin skinned man. He was rejected two or three times. He would never come forward to communicate with them again.

The third day passed.

It was the same in the next few days. Qi Xuan could not get close to them except listening to their speeches and chatting about gossip.

He heard that they exchanged information about all parts of the capital, including the Xiangyang palace and the imperial palace. The beggars he had despised knew so much.

These knowledge let him quickly enrich up, also understand how narrow and stupid he was before.

Knowledge in books can never match reality.

He sat in the corner and looked at the expressions on the beggars' faces. Some were always smiling, others were expressionless and numb, and others were looking around with vigilance. He tried to guess their ideas, which was one of the tasks Tang Xiaotang gave him.

After experiencing the life of a beggar for several days, Qi Xuan finally realized that he was not the most miserable. It turned out that there were more miserable people in the world than he was. Although he had a father, he had no chance to learn civil and martial arts. At least he had the memory of living with his mother. At least, he was healthy and had no disease.

And they, some parents died, some were born without their parents, and some were abandoned by their parents. Some people have incomplete limbs, some people have congenital mental retardation, and some people are suffering from diseases... There are many unfortunate people, and they are nothing compared with their experience.

But they still don't give up the idea of living, even in such an undignified way, and some people have smiles on their faces.

No wonder at that time, the master would say that he didn't live as well as a beggar.

His mentality is not as good as theirs.

Qi Xuan's long-standing resentment finally dissipated. Looking at these beggars, Qi Xuan showed his first sincere smile these days.

His mentality also quietly changed. After so many things, he finally grew up quickly. His face is no longer the gentle and elegant before, and his handsome outline adds a bit of perseverance and maturity, as well as self-confidence.

"Well, I wish I understood!" Tang Xiaotang's heart is still gratified, he finally understand the importance of her let him do so.

Maybe it was the change of his mind. In the next few days, Qi Xuan no longer rejected the beggars, and the beggars no longer looked at him with vigilant and defensive eyes. Sometimes one or two little beggars tried to approach him curiously.

The change took place on the seventh day.

That morning, Qi Xuangang was sitting in the corner for a short time when he suddenly heard a cry from a child in the East.

Following the fame, he only saw a female beggar with a crying baby in her arms, looking at him helplessly and panic, screaming: "my child! My child, what's wrong with him? "

The crying of the child became more and more urgent, and the sight of the beggars around was attracted in the past. An old and gray beggar walked through the crowd and looked at the child's condition carefully.

Qi Xuan's eyes were also attracted. He looked at the old beggar's eyebrows gradually wrinkled. He turned the child's eyelids, looked at the child's tongue again, and then shook his head with dim eyes.

The female beggar's eyes changed from hope to disappointment. At last, she saw the old beggar shaking his head. Her expression became desperate: "Woo - my child - my child!"

The sharp cry makes all the beggars bow their heads, but there is no way. They are beggars, and their lives are thinner than paper. If there's no disease, it's OK. If you get sick, you have to wait to die.

And children's resistance is the worst, but also the most vulnerable to illness.

Qi Xuan frowned and watched the scene quietly. He looked at the baby in the woman's arms. He looked less than one year old.

If only there was a way to save him... He thought of the silver he had in his clothes. If he used the money to invite a doctor, he might be able to save him...

but just when he thought about it, he saw that beggars around women spontaneously pulled out a lot of broken silver. A younger beggar collected all the money and said to the old beggar, "uncle With this money, we'll hire a doctor. The child is so young that he can't die! "

The female beggar's eyes gave birth to a glimmer of hope. She looked at the old beggar in great embarrassment: "uncle, Uncle... My child... My child, can he still be saved?"

"It's no use, ah Yong." The old beggar also shook his head sadly: "the Carisolv is too small. If an adult takes some medicine, he may be able to survive... He needs careful care. Our place... Alas!"www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!