Mistress, I am a real gentleman

"Let's go, I'll take you to Yihong Courtyard."

Lin Pingzhi waved his big hand, and with admiration and Tian Xiaojiu, he was about to go to Yihong Courtyard.

After all, Tianyi and Xiaojiu are disciples of Yihong Academy, so they don't even know where their master is, which is too much.

When the four of them left the west gate of Hangzhou, they heard a shout of cursing.

"Damn it, you little bastard, how dare you steal it."

Lin Pingzhi stopped and followed the shouting and cursing.

I saw a middle-aged man surrounded by a dirty white cloth with the appearance of a bun drawn on it. He should be the owner of the bun shop.

At this time, he was scolding a little beggar.

The little beggar looked about twelve or thirteen years old, with unkempt hair and many small holes in his clothes.

She held the two buns tightly in her hands, and no matter how the bun shop owner scolded her, she just buried her head in the buns and ate the buns.

This kind of thing is rare and strange in Jianghu.

Since the child stole something, he should be punished to a certain extent.

"Mingyue, that child is so pitiful, let's help him." Mu Qing said with sympathy.

Lin Pingzhi originally didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs, but since Mu Qing had spoken, he couldn't just sit idly by.

"Xiao Jiu, go and have a look." Lin Pingzhi said.

"Okay, master." Xiao Jiu replied, and then quickly ran over.

At this time, the owner of the bun shop snatched the bun from the hand of the little beggar, and the little beggar hurriedly wanted to snatch it back.

But the steamed stuffed bun was thrown on the ground by the steamed stuffed bun shop owner, and then stomped on a few times.

"This bun, even if you feed it to the dogs, it won't be eaten by you." The bun shop owner said viciously.

But the little beggar didn't care at all whether the bun was dirty or not, he threw himself on the ground and wanted to eat the trampled and dirty bun again.

"Eat, you still eat, I will let you eat!" The bun shop owner stepped on the little beggar cursingly.

"Stop!" Xiao Jiu shouted immediately.

The master asked her to do something, she couldn't watch the little beggar be beaten to death.

When the owner of the bun shop saw Xiao Jiu, his eyes lit up.

Xiao Jiu's appearance was also the top choice, so as a man, the owner of the bun shop couldn't help but take a few more glances.

But he also knew that he was not worthy of such a beautiful woman, so he quickly put away his thoughts.

"What? Little girl, are you going to stand up for this little beggar?" The bun shop owner looked at Xiao Jiu unkindly.

Lin Pingzhi came over when the owner of the bun shop was stepping on the buns.

"How much is this bun, I'll give it to you for her." Lin Pingzhi took out three copper coins and handed them to the owner of the bun shop.

The bun shop owner quickly accepted it, but he didn't leave.

"She often steals buns from me. Calculated, she owes me about thirty taels of money for buns." The bun shop owner, Lion, said loudly.

Lin Pingzhi frowned, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with the steamed stuffed bun shop owner, so he took out the money and prepared to hand it to him.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop saw the money in Lin Pingzhi's hand, and thought that this kid is so generous, if he had known about it, he would have said more.

But Lin Pingzhi's hand was held down by the little beggar.

"I didn't steal, I gave the money." The little beggar said stubbornly.

"Hey, you stinky beggar, you stole my steamed stuffed bun, and you still say you didn't steal it!" The bun shop owner stretched out his hand to hit the little beggar.

When Lin Pingzhi heard what the little beggar said, he felt that it might not be simple.

"Wait." Lin Pingzhi directly grabbed the hand of the bun shop owner who was about to hit the little beggar.

His grip was so tight that the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop couldn't break free no matter how hard he twisted it.

"Let go of me." The bun shop owner yelled at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi let go of his hand suddenly, and he fell back and sat on the ground.

The buns on the ground had been eaten by the little beggar, and she looked at Lin Pingzhi with her big eyes.

"I didn't steal it." She said stubbornly.

"Then why did he hit you?" Lin Pingzhi looked into her pure eyes and asked with a smile.

"I don't know, but every time I give money." The little beggar shook his head.

Lin Pingzhi thought, the little beggar should have given the money, but the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop, for some unknown reason, wanted to wrong her for stealing the stuffed buns.

Mu Qing came to Lin Pingzhi's side, seeing the mud on the little beggar's face and the torn clothes with holes everywhere, she felt a little distressed.

"What a poor child." Mu Qing said.

"Tianyi, ask him." Lin Pingzhi looked at the bun shop owner.

Tianyi walked directly in front of the owner of the bun shop, and the Ningbi sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the blade of the sword was pressed against the boss of the bun shop.

"Say, what's going on." Tianyi asked.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop was trembling. He didn't expect that he almost lost his life because of the matter of the two steamed stuffed buns.

"I'll tell you what to say." The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop said timidly, "It's just that she is easy to bully, and he thought that if he took the money and didn't give her the steamed stuffed bun, he would earn two cents for nothing."

Hearing what the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop said, Tianyi withdrew his sword with a "hum".

At this time, the little beggar's eyes were a little red, probably because he finally got his innocence.

"What's your name?" Mu Qing squatted down and looked at the little beggar and asked.

"Yan Xiaowu." The little beggar looked at Mu Qing timidly, she was a little closer to Lin Pingzhi, maybe because Lin Pingzhi had just helped her get ahead, so she had a better impression of Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi reacted when he heard the name.

It turned out that the little beggar was a girl.

Because she was young and not yet fully developed, and children's voices, regardless of gender, were relatively sharp, so Lin Pingzhi didn't react for a while.

"Do you still have family?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Yan Xiaowu and said with a smile.

For the time being, he can't think of Yan Xiaowu in Jin Gu's works, but Jin Gu's world is so big, there are always some people who are the protagonists, some are the supporting roles, and some are always unknown.

Maybe Yan Xiaowu is the kind of person who is ignored.

He wanted to try to see if he could help Yan Xiaowu find his family.

Yan Xiaowu shook her head, she seemed to remember something, her eyes were a little red.

"My family was killed by the Manchu people when I was a child..." Yan Xiaowu had tears in her eyes, but she clenched her teeth tightly, trying to hold back the tears.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help sighing, this child is really strong.

"I fled all the way to Hangzhou with other people, and then begged here..." Yan Xiaowu said, and finally couldn't help crying.

"Don't cry, Xiao Wu, follow us from now on, we are your family." Mu Qing said unbearably, and then looked at Lin Pingzhi, "Mingyue, is it okay?"

Although Lin Pingzhi was not a good person, he did feel pity for what happened to Xiao Wu.

Even he thought of his parents in another world.

And his dead parents in Lin Pingzhi's body.

Immediately for Xiao Wu, he had the urge to be a fallen person in the world.

"You follow us."