Chapter 1674: Witness people's minds and hearts (Happy Lantern Festival)

"Come on, you filthy beggars, don't hang around nearby to affect the restaurant's business!"
A meal was full of joy, and when I went downstairs, I saw the second restaurant. He was impatient and drove a ragged old beggar near the door like a fly.
"Ouch, oh, let me go, let me go!"
The old beggar was obviously intimidated by the second coquettish sound, and a gray, wrinkled old face was panicked, nodding his head and staying with him, his feet staggered and turned away.
Obviously, the old beggar's body is not very good. He turned too fast and accidentally twisted his foot. Suddenly he fell to the ground, and the pot in his hand fell into half, with a strange and rancid leftover inside. The food spilled all over, and the entrance of the restaurant was suddenly shrouded in a strange smell.
The old beggar was panic-stricken, and a pair of old bark-like veterans hurriedly picked up the scattered food, and repeatedly apologized in his mouth: "Sorry, sorry..."
"You're an old thing, did you find the fault intentionally, really looking for death!"
The younger man was furious, and rushed out aggressively, with a disgusted face kicking at the old beggar.
"What are you doing, why beat someone?"
The old beggar was kicked on the ground and turned over several times. A wrinkled old face was full of pain, and there was an unexplained pain in his mouth. Now, a correctional figure suddenly rushed from the corner of the street, and the figure was instantly blown by the wind When he came over, he shuffled the child who was about to continue kicking, and walked a few steps to the old beggar to carefully lift him.
Everyone could see this clearly. This is a middle-aged beggar in a patch suit with a thick skeleton. At that stop, he gave birth to an awe-inspiring momentum, which made people dare not ignore it.
The green robe officials next to him and the other drinkers did not respond, but Jia Shen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he felt a strong air from the body.
This middle-aged beggar is afraid to have kung fu in his body, and his physical condition should be due to the internal strength generated from the outside to the inside when he has practiced outside exercises to a certain degree.
This guy is not simple, its strength is not weaker than the ordinary Ouchi guards, how could it be a beggar?
He was still puzzled. The second restaurant in the restaurant was obviously photographed by the middle-aged beggar. His mouth was cursed and cursed: "It's really arrogant. You nasty beggars leave quickly, don't affect the restaurant to do business!"
But he didn't dare to take any action at all, apparently he was very afraid of the force of the middle-aged beggar.
"Well, we know to go. You must be careful with me, and then dare not to see how I clean you up!"
The middle-aged beggar tiger's eyes opened, and the flash of light in his eyes scared the restaurant Xiaoer back again and again, daring to speak, and this helped the old beggar who sprained his foot, bit by bit, the broken tiles and the strange smell scattered. The rancid rice and rancid vegetables gathered up and got up ready to leave.
"What's going on, what's going on?"
At this moment, the shopkeeper in the lobby of Qingfeng Restaurant walked out in a hurry, with a displeased face, Xiao Eryi, who shrank his head and shouted, covered his nose and said: "You tell me what is going on. , Why did you make such a big smell, do you still want to do it here?"
"The shopkeeper, no, it wasn't me who made it, it was that nasty old beggar!"
Xiaoer's face was pale with fright, and he hurriedly pointed to the figures of two beggars who were slowly walking away on the street and said, "The bowl of the old beggar's hand was broken, and all the food inside was spilled out. "
"You're a waste, don't know to clean these two beggars!"
The shopkeeper's enraged anger suddenly rushed out of the restaurant and stood on a pungent, pungent street, angry at the backs of the two departing beggars: "You two beggars stop for me, today If you don’t clean up the dirt on the street, don’t want to leave!"
"Give me a few of them to come out and stop the two nasty beggars!!"
The Yaowu Yangwei of the restaurant's shopkeeper greeted a group of second-twos, and stopped the two slow-moving beggars with aggression.
"Stop it, this is Kyoto!"
Jia Shun narrowed his eyes and suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was low but clearly passed into the crowd. The middle-aged beggar of the old prostitute beggar shuddered, and the muscles and nerves that had just tightened slowly relaxed.
"This lord..."
The shopkeeper of Qingfeng Restaurant immediately smiled all over his face, but his attitude was unbearable and humble.
"Unpretentious, this is the master of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, the first general of the Rong Guofu, Master Jia, he has not heard the order quickly!"
Wu Fan, the principal next to him, suddenly became furious and burst into anger and shouted: "Your master should be polite when he sees Master Jia. How come your little shopkeeper is so bold!"
When the treasurer heard it, the arrogance on his face disappeared, and he smiled and said carefully: "Listen to your orders!"
"You don't have a second person in the restaurant, tell them to clean up and clean up immediately, there is no need to make too much noise!"
Jia Yuan said indifferently: "If something goes wrong, it's your restaurant that finally got the luck!"
After talking, I was too lazy to care about the embarrassing restaurant shopkeeper, and said goodbye to a colleague around me. Not far from the street corner, a carriage with the logo of the Rongguo government approached. Without saying anything, the carriage quickly left.
The direction of the carriage was exactly the same as those of the two beggars. When passing by them, Jia Shen also clearly sensed the middle-aged beggar's awe-inspiring look.
"Oh, interesting!"
I have been together with a bunch of civil servants who have no power of chickens, but I almost forgot that this is the world of immortal heroes, where there are immortals, and it is not surprising that there are martial arts masters.
"Pillar, you will arrange it after you return to your house, and send someone to me to find out the details of the middle-aged beggar. Remember not to disturb the fellow!"
After a moment of pondering, Jia Yuan suddenly said to him.
"Okay, you can accurately reply to the master in less than three days!"
Despite the doubts in the heart, the pillar answered cleanly, not paying attention to such a simple errand at all.
"Your boy is careful for me. The middle-aged beggar is a master. It is estimated that the soldiers on Zhuangzi can barely cope with it. Don't mess it up for me!"
Hearing the perfunctory words in the post, Jia Chen was not angry and reminded: "Master, I have something important. In the future, this help will be indispensable. Please don't give me a grudge in advance, otherwise I won't spare you!"
The pillar shivered when he heard the words, and the whip in his hand almost flicked to the ground. He quickly converged and solemnly replied: "Come on, lord, you won't be disappointed!"
Jia Shen didn't say more, but he was puzzled that the strength of middle-aged beggars is so powerful, especially compared to ordinary Ouchi bodyguards. How can he be a beggar's despising business?
"By the pillar, how about beggars in the city?"
Suddenly, there was a bold guess in my heart, and there was a flash of excitement in Jia Chen's eyes, and he asked suddenly.
"Many, why not?"
Pillar was asked a little bit dizzy and explained: "Master, the layout of Kyoto is rich in the east and expensive in the east, poor in the south and poor in the north!"
"Oh, is there such a saying?"
Jia Yuan came to be interested, and it really made sense to think about it carefully. Rongguo Mansion is in Xicheng. The area where he and the original owner usually move are in Dongcheng and Xicheng. They have never been to the north and south of the city.
"Yeah, I haven’t been to the north and south urban areas. I don’t know. Nancheng is the place where ordinary people live in Kyoto. There is no strange place. Only Beicheng is called chaos, and there are all kinds of messy people. The most there is called Huazi beggar. There are many anyway!"
Zhu Zi was not very clear about this, and hesitantly explained: "I also inadvertently listened to a few new Xiaofu gossips in the house to know this, and the little has never been to such a chaotic place!"
"Oh, haven't you heard that there is a beggar in Kyoto to help such an organization?"
With a loud bang, Jia Shenqing suddenly turned his curiosity and said: "Or what other gang organization with the word "beggar"?"
That's right, from the powerful middle-aged beggar, he thought of a very famous organization in the martial arts world-the beggar!
Not to mention the high-end military force of the beggar, whether there are such powerful characters as Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong, the intelligence collection ability of the beggar alone is what he needs most now.
From the mouth of the pillar, it is clear that the number of resident beggars in Kyoto is not small. They go to the streets every day to beg for a living, and they must know many unknown secrets.
It’s just that they don’t have any channels to sell these secrets, or they don’t have any ideas in this respect, otherwise Gyeonggi Province will definitely be the first important customer of the beggar gang, but he has never heard anyone mention it before. Obviously, there are no such lakes in Kyoto. Organization, either because his intelligence is too late.
The pillar was even more confused. After careful reflection, I finally shook my head and replied, "Returning to Master, the little one has never heard of such gangs!"
"Oh, forget it. When you find out the details of the middle-aged beggar, remember to remind the first time!"
Jia Yuan whispered and did not continue to talk nonsense. Obviously the beggars in the city of Kyoto have not been organized yet. Would he take the opportunity to put in one hand?
This is a hassle~EbookFREE.me~Of course, if the operation is good, it will be of great help to him. At least in the whole Kyoto, except for those who are strictly guarded by high-ranking big households, the rest of the major events want to hide him. not easy.
It is equivalent to say that his eyes and ears are all over Kyoto. After all, no one will easily doubt the beggars lying in the shadow of the street corner?
But there are also great risks in doing so. Once exposed, it can't even be tolerated today.
"Master, it's Rongning Street!"
At this moment, the voice of the driver's pillar came in.
"Oh, just go straight into the house!"
Jia Yuan said lightly: "Go back to the East Courtyard, don't stop!"
Naturally, Zhu Zi didn't have a second word. He hurriedly drove the carriage under the attentive sight of the gatekeeper and entered the side door of Rongguo Palace, and ran to the east courtyard around some circles.
But Jia Yuan wanted to be clean, but the supreme old lady in the house refused to agree. Before he rested, he hurriedly sent a hundred-year-old confidante to invite...