After feeding Ah Bao, Xu Xian went out early, took out a big basket from the side room and left the house. When passing by the door of Zhang's house, he saw Jiubao lifting the stone lock with a loud noise.

Seeing Xu Xian passing by the door, he threw down the stone lock and ran over. He picked up the door frame and asked, "Brother Xian, when will the construction of the restaurant start?"

Xu Xian teased: "Didn't you say you wouldn't go to work?"

"That was a joke, but you took it seriously." Jiubao sighed helplessly: "I have been detained at home by my father every day these past few days. I am either lifting stone locks or splitting wood piles. At the end of the day, my body is sore and painful. Compared to

Still happy working in a restaurant."

"I would also like to start work. Although the market is calm, I don't know how many people have lost their property or even died. Even if the door is open, who will come to patronize it. By then there will not be enough to pay you wages."

"Just open the door. I don't want your wages. Dakui is also bored at home. The three of us will do it first. When there is more business in the future, we will call everyone together."

"Okay, anyway, the restaurant is already a mess. Let's go there together tomorrow to clean it up." Before Xu Xian finished speaking, the basket in his hand suddenly murmured.

Jiubao asked curiously: "Brother Xian, what is in your basket? It seems to be a living thing. Let me see." He then went to lift the cover on the curtain.

Xu Xian knocked off his hand and said, "There are no living things. They are the things that Hong Baoer and his family left behind in my house. Hurry up and practice your stone locks. You are not young anymore and it is time to make progress. Uncle Zhang, Jiubao is lazy again."

Got it!"

Accompanied by Lao Zhang's roar of scolding his son, Xu Xian quickly left Liuhewan and walked along the streets to Zhouqiao. This place was usually the most prosperous, but now it was in ruins.

The merchants here behave quite calmly. The shopkeeper hangs the newly written banners outside the door, and the guys use mallets to knock on the door of the repair shop. Everything is in an orderly manner, and they must have rich experience in reconstruction.

It was all because of Shi Hongzhao's excessive crackdown last year that there were too few beggars in the city. Xu Xian looked at them for a long time before he found one at the corner of the street. He put on a bamboo hat to hide his face and walked over.

The beggar looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. His unkempt face was wrapped in a dirty cotton jacket, and his legs were in tattered thin trousers. His skinny legs were shivering in the cold wind.

The strange thing is that there is a birdcage made of sorghum stalks and hemp ropes next to him. There is an unknown colorful bird inside, which sings very beautifully.

Xu Xian took out five copper coins and handed them to him. The beggar slowly raised his head and looked at Xu Xian with a pair of clean black and white eyes in disbelief. After hesitating for a long time, he tremblingly stretched out a dirty and skinny hand.

When the copper coins jingled into his hand, he started to tremble with excitement, picked up the cage on the ground and ran away, as if he was afraid that Xu Xian would get it back from him.

"Don't run!" Xu Xian shouted to him, but it was useless. Fortunately, he didn't run far to the surrounding shops. He walked around in a circle and came back with a few warm steamed cakes in his arms and another in his hand.

A small cloth bag.

He poured some yellow corn from the cloth bag into his hand, put it into the cage, and let the little bird peck at it, "Itchy, hehe..." Then he turned to Xu Xian and stammered: "Here,

This is me, my colorful bird! Hehe..."

"Your colorful sparrow is very beautiful, and its call is nice, but it costs money to raise it. Do something for me, and the money will be yours." Xu Xian said and took out a handful of copper coins from his money bag.

The little beggar's eyes widened, "Okay, I, I'll help, help, you do it!"

Xu Xian pulled the little beggar to a nearby alley and said to him: "There will be a man on horseback coming from the bridge over there. Give him the big basket. All these copper coins in my hand are

It's yours, do you understand?"

"Ok, understand, understand, I'm not stupid for stammering!" The little beggar turned to look at Zhouqiao, "Here comes the horseman, here he comes!"

Xu Xian shook his head and said, "That's not it!"

"Ride, the horseman is here again!"

"Neither is this!"

"The horseman is again...!"

"This is it! Send this basket to him quickly, be gentle, don't drop it!"

The little beggar carried the birdcage with one hand and the basket with the other, but he couldn't lift it, so he had to put the birdcage down, "Don't steal it, steal it from me, my colorful sparrow, run away, run away!"

"Don't worry, I won't run away! Hurry up or people won't be able to catch up."

The little beggar carried the basket out of the alley, went directly to the man on horseback, and shouted: "You, your basket!"

Zhao Kuangyin jerked the reins of his horse and stopped steadily, "How come you don't have eyes like a beggar!"

"You, your basket, give you your basket!" The little beggar raised the basket as high as possible.

Zhao Kuangyin was so surprised that he got off his horse and took the basket. He opened the linen covering and saw a rosy-faced baby lying inside.

He looked startled, and then his eyes widened, "Could this be... the son of Yanei?"

A few days ago, he followed Guo Wei's instructions to search for the bodies of the three families of King Shi Yang and the Guo family. At that time, he did not find Chai Rong's youngest son, and thought he had been picked up by a wild dog.

As a personal soldier of Guo Wei, he had met many family members of the Guo Mansion, and he had also met this child, but he was not very impressed, but his facial features did bear some resemblance to Chai Rong.

Seeing the little beggar turning around to leave, Zhao Kuangyin grabbed him and asked, "Where did you get this kid?"

The little beggar pointed into the alley and said, "Here, give me the money, and I'll give the basket to you."

Zhao Kuangyin took the little beggar and the basket and rushed into the alley. There was no one there, and there was only a small birdcage and a pile of copper coins on the ground.

Even Zhao Kuangyin almost didn't want to hug his thighs, and Xu Xian even less wanted to hug Guo Wei and Chai Rong's thighs. By sending the child back safely, he finally repaid the favor he owed them.

The most important thing is that Xu Xian is afraid that Guo Wei will be angry with him. According to his inquiry, after he fled the Guo Mansion on horseback that day, all the family members of the Guo Mansion were immediately beheaded.

Xu Xian knew very well that in history, Guo Wei's entire family was executed and his descendants were cut off, so he established his adopted son Chai Rong as the heir apparent.

But what Guo Wei doesn't know at the moment is that if he harbors the illusion that he has powerful soldiers and can negotiate terms with Liu Chengyou and keep his family full of young people, then Xu Xian, a troublemaker who has crossed paths, will become the culprit.

Look at the devastated Bianliang City. It was all Guo Wei's fault. Xu Xian might not be able to hug him with his thighs when the time comes, but he might be crushed by a foot instead.
Chapter completed!