Shun Tianfu Yamen from the Ministry of Justice Yamen is not far, is the distance of two streets, Zhu Pingan a regular dress, slung across the cloth bag, shaking to the Ministry of Justice and go, just like a tourist attraction.
When passing through the street in front of the Shun Tianfu gate, but also in the roadside breakfast shop, bought three meat buns, while walking while eating.
Meat buns are relatively large, almost catch the size of the palm of the hand, the crust is fermented, the filling is pork and radish filling, bite the corners of the mouth have the feeling of flowing oil, very fragrant. The meat buns cost 10 cents for three buns, which is very reasonable.
Meat buns with thin rice is the most appropriate, but in order to rush to the Ministry of Justice, Zhu Pingan did not have time to drink porridge.
Maybe it was a bit of a rush to eat, or maybe the meat buns were too real, Zhu Pingan ate two meat buns and was full, and the third meat bun was too much to eat.
Bringing a meat bun to the Ministry of Justice to present his case is also a little bit unlike words, if it is by the people who have the intention to be on the line is not good, I think Zhao Dajing and others will not let go of any opportunity to discredit themselves.
Zhu Pingan thought about it, and decided to give this one meat bun to the beggar, for the beggar, a meat bun is also considered a surprise. However, it was a pity that Zhu Pingan did not find a beggar even after he had almost walked through this street.
It is not appropriate to give it to others, perhaps out of the goodness of their hearts, but they may not appreciate it, may cause unnecessary misunderstanding, if it is treated as contempt or something is not good, perhaps they will suspect that there is something unclean in your buns.
Imagine if you walk on the street, others give you a bun, what will you think?
It’s only called love if you offer it to the right place, otherwise it becomes a humiliation.
Looking at the street again, not far is the Ministry of Justice Yamen, and then can not find the right person, this meat buns will only dust.
The effort is not worth the effort, Zhu Pingan looked around, finally in front of the not far away from the two little beggars.
About brother and sister, about seven or eight years old, ragged clothes, face like a kitten, pitifully stood next to the fortune-telling stall, hoping that the good fortune-telling people in a good mood can reward them a little.
Fortune-telling stalls in an old acacia tree, booths hanging a cloth trick front, the book “hemp clothes God counts, counting nothing,” behind the booth sits a blue cloth robes of the Taoist, blue robes with a brush on the eight trigrams, a chopstick beam, fifty years old or so, there is no sense of immortal wind and Taoism, but rather like a trickeryThe old grease man like.
On the table put a broken wooden sword, only a few people in front of the stall sparsely, and also are not to shell out money to fortune-telling, they are not yet willing to spend money to fortune-telling, just in front of the stall to rub the gossip, and fortune-telling old Taoist Kan Dashan.
“Brother can’t eat this bun anymore, you guys help brother eat it, this will be the payment.”
Looking at the two little beggars, Zhu Pingan touched his pocket and walked to the little siblings side with a smile on his face, touched the little beggar’s head and placed the ten remaining buns of merged meat in his bag together in his little brother’s hand.
Ah
The steaming hot buns, as well as the heavy weight of the ten or so Wen Wen, caused the two little beggars to instantly widen their eyes.
Happiness came too suddenly.
It felt like a dream.
Two small beggars from yesterday to guard this fortune-telling stall, thinking that someone fortune-telling mood, give themselves a penny, then you can go to buy a steamed bread to eat, but this fortune-telling stall is too recession, not many people to come to fortune-telling, and even less people charity to them a penny, so they also from yesterday to the present hungry.
Now the hot meat buns, let the hungry little beggar siblings, eyes are glowing, especially the little sister is even swallowed saliva again and again.
The little brother was still a little wary of looking at Zhu Pingan, vaguely protecting his sister behind him, worrying that Zhu Pingan had ulterior motives and was making any excessive demands. There was once someone who wanted to spend money to buy his sister, although he was young, he had also heard the old spenders in the gang talk about the salacious things within the mansion, he would not push his sister into the fire pit.
“Not bad, be a man, protect your sister well, if something happens, you can go to Linhuai Hou to find me, my name is Zhu Pingan.”
Zhu Pingan touched the little boy’s head and smiled, then got up and left.
Ah?
No request?
The little beggar brother was surprised, and seeing Zhu Pingan’s departing back, he was only convinced that Zhu Pingan was really acting out of good intentions and was not a bad person.
“Thank you, big brother.”The little beggar sister, stretched out her little hand to her mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and milky voice shouted towards Zhu Pingan’s back.
Zhu Pingan smiled slightly when he heard the little beggar sister’s voice behind him, without turning back, he reached out and raised his hand above his head, shaking it from side to side, and continued to walk forward.
The Ministry of Justice to present the case, can not be late ……
The little beggar siblings looked at Zhu Pingan’s back, a warm current in their hearts, there are still more good people in the world ……
“You eat, sister.”
The little beggar brother inhaled a noseful of scent, then without hesitation placed the meat bun in his hand in his sister’s hand.
“Brother eat.”The little beggar sister’s eyes stared at the meat bun, then shook her head and reluctantly handed the meat bun to her brother.
The two humbled each other for a while, and finally the elder brother divided the bun into two halves, a large half and a small half, handing the large half to his younger sister and leaving the small half for himself, and the two happily ate.
Really fragrant ……
Kong Fu Zi didn’t know the taste of meat in three months, they all didn’t know the taste of meat for at least three years ……
After Zhu Pingan left, before he took a few steps, he saw a flash of black shadow in front of him, and then he saw an old Taoist with chopstick bunches and a blue cloth robe appearing in front of him, holding a cloth front of “Divine Calculation in Hemp Clothes, Calculating without any Strategies,” and stroking his whiskers in a pretentious manner.
F*ck.
Zhu Pingan almost didn’t trip over the old Taoist who suddenly appeared, and his heartbeat increased by a few points.
Why is this front so familiar, Zhu Pingan was stunned for a moment before reacting, isn’t this old Taoist the same old Taoist from the fortune telling stall just now.
“This gentleman please stay, I see that you are destined to be with me, San Qing, why don’t you let the old Taoist tell a fortune for you.”The old Taoist stopped Zhu Pingan and stroked his beard and said.
“Sorry, I believe in Buddhism.”
Zhu Pingan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, a sentence blocked the old Taoist, then bypassed the old Taoist and continued to move forward, didn’t he say that I have a karmic relationship with you Sanqing, then I’m sorry, I believe in Buddha.
He himself is still in a hurry to go to the Ministry of Justice to present his case, he has no time to listen to these feudal superstitions of his. Moreover, he is also too unprofessional, Taoist robes on the ink painted gossip were sweat fainted scattered, black a ……
The old road this line, not to mention their own under the red flag of the people, even the streets of the grandparents will not be a few primer him…..
However, Zhu Pingan still underestimated the old Taoist’s cheek, and in the next second he was stopped again.
“Good, good, good, good, Buddha and Tao are one family, the gentleman believes in Buddha that is to believe in Tao, the gentleman really has a destiny with me, the Three Purities.”The old Taoist holding a cloth front stopped Zhu Pingan once again, believing in the Buddha and Tao as one family, his old face did not turn red at all.
