Chapter 200 Ancient Literature (Part 3)

"Third Master, there is a beggar in front."

Fulai was driving a carriage. He knew that their young master was kind and generous and would help beggars when he saw them, so he kept a basket of steamed bread behind the carriage.

"Then stop the car and give him something to eat."

As expected, their young master is the kindest person.

Fulai stopped the carriage and took a closer look. He found that the beggar seemed to be a little young. The gourd ladle in his hand might be his eating utensils, but unfortunately there was a hole in it and it was being repaired.

Their carriage approached but did not attract the little beggar's attention, so Fulai picked up a steamed bun and threw it over.

Even the young master praised his accuracy in throwing things. Fulai wanted to throw the thing into the little beggar's arms, but it made the little beggar's food even worse.

Sure enough, the little beggar glared at him angrily.

At just one glance, Fulai was stunned. Are all beggars so handsome now?

The little beggar was wearing a linen dress that was so tattered that no one would wear it if it was thrown on the street. But his appearance was the opposite of that.

She has red lips, white teeth, and skin as smooth as cream. Her hair is in good quality but is messy, as if the owner doesn't know how to tie it up, so the hair is awkwardly bunched up into a ball on the top of her head.

But this face... really doesn't look like a beggar's appearance.

For the first time, he didn't hear the call of the beloved Third Young Master.

*

Chu Yun watched the master and servant in front of him chattering incoherently, but he couldn't understand a word. From the gap in the carriage curtain, Chu Yun smelled a sweet smell, and his appetite was immediately aroused.

It must be a hot and sweet pastry.

Chu Yun squatted and smelled the smell. He wanted to stand up and take a look, but his legs were a little numb, so he kept squatting.

The master and servant in the carriage were still talking as if no one was around. The master had a gentle temperament, phoenix eyes and a high nose bridge. He was wearing a slim light green robe and looked like a handsome man in ancient style. He was always smiling and had a nice voice, which was super charming.

If Chu Yun could understand what they were saying, he would probably be pissed to death.

"Third Master, this little beggar is so handsome! Compared to him, Master Su from the capital is a far cry from him!"

"Be careful with your words."

Fulai immediately shut up. Mr. Su Shangqing had a lot of suitors, and if anyone knew what he said, he would be skinned alive.

Fulai rubbed his arms and turned to look at the little beggar. He was really good-looking...

When he turned around, he found that his young master was also looking at the little beggar. The little beggar was very sensible. He kept looking at them with the steamed bun and the rotten ladle. Unlike other beggars, he would not cling to the carriage when he saw they had money, and would keep chasing them when he was given a steamed bun.

"Third Young Master, this man doesn't look like a beggar. Could he be some young master from a wealthy family?"

Fulai loved reading storybooks, in which a rich young man was kidnapped by Japanese bandits and desperately escaped, looking cute but wearing tattered clothes...

Inexplicably, he and the little beggar match well!

"Really? Ask him if he still knows where his home is? We can help him."

Fulai was waiting for this sentence. He turned his head and looked at the little beggar.

"Were you kidnapped here by bandits? Do you know where your home is? Our young master is willing to help you!"

Fulai waited for a long time, but the little beggar in front of him didn't say anything and just kept smiling at him.

The Third Young Master had something to do this time. Seeing that it was getting dark, he had to return to the inn early and could not stay for long. Fu Lai was a little anxious:

"What are you laughing at? I'm asking you a question."

No matter what Fulai asked or said, the little beggar just smiled, but the friendly smile turned into an apologetic smile.

???

"Sir, I'm afraid this is a fool. There's no way to control it. Let's go."

Duan Fuqing's smile faded a little and he glanced at Fulai.

He didn't want to care in the first place. When he helped the poor and beggars in the capital, it was because he wanted to gain a good reputation for being philanthropic. Now no one knew him outside the capital. If he did good deeds without leaving a name, then what was the point of helping them?

Duan Fuqing never does anything that is not beneficial, but this silly Fulai really thinks that he loves to help the poor. His character is there, and he can't pretend not to see it.

As usual, he lifted the curtain to show his face to the stutterer, trying to let these poor people know that the good man who gave them food was Duan Fuqing.

In the past, he had only met eyes that were dull, hungry, and gray, which always made him feel depressed. But this time, he was unexpectedly met with bright and energetic eyes.

This is a different kind of beggar.

Duan Fuqing had seen so many dirty and smelly beggars that he should have gotten used to them. But this little beggar was wearing patched clothes and had messy hair, and he actually wanted to dress the little beggar up.

He shook his head. Doing good things enough will make your heart and intestines better. This is not a good sign.

He wanted Fulai to drive away quickly, but the nosy Fulai seemed to be fascinated by the little beggar's face and wanted to help the little beggar go home.

Duan Fuqing was extremely annoyed. He knew that he was an extremely emotional person and he had controlled it very well in recent years, but he still couldn't say no. He had to maintain the reputation of being a good person that he had built himself, even if it meant dying of exhaustion.

But the little beggar in front of him didn't understand what Fulai said at all, and just smiled foolishly.

Duan Fuqing's annoyance unexpectedly dissipated as he watched him smile. Perhaps it was because his smile was so adorable. His round, slightly dusty face didn't detract from the little beggar's handsome appearance.

Fu Lai said he was a fool, and that might be true. Duan Fuqing always weighed the pros and cons, and he would not do business that would lose money. He knew that abandoning the little beggar was the best choice at this moment, but when he heard that Fu Lai really wanted to abandon the little beggar, he became a little angry.

Fulai is so unkind.

"Is Tingzhuyuan in need of a handyman?"

After hearing this, Fulai thought carefully and realized that the servants all knew that the young master had a good temper and treated the servants kindly, so they all scrambled to come to Tingzhuyuan to serve, and many of them did odd jobs.

Fulai turned his head and wanted to say that he didn't need it, but he didn't open his mouth yet.

"Then let him do odd jobs, and you drive."

After Duan Fuqing finished speaking, he lowered his head and fiddled with the Go board on the small table. Fulai was so moved that he almost cried.

How can there be such a kind person?

Fulai was happy for the little fool. He thought that such a beautiful girl would be in trouble if she begged on the street. Fulai looked at the little fool who was bored and continued to pick at the broken bowl.

"Little fool...cough cough"

This little beggar in front of me will serve the Third Young Master together with me in the future. He will be my "colleague" and I can no longer call him a fool.

"What's your name?"

Hearing this, he patted his head again. How could a fool know his own name?

"Come up, our young master is kind enough to take you in!"

The little fool didn't move.

Fulai wanted to get out of the car and bring him up, but someone else got off first.

A light green robe passed in front of him, and Fulai saw their young master raise his hand.

"Will you go back with me?"

*

Chu Yun was almost driven crazy by the language barrier:

"001, can you understand what they are saying?"

Chu Yun hopes 001 will translate for him.

【……Can't understand】

Then what is the difference between his world and that of the deaf and dumb? Hell is extremely difficult.

The man in front of me who looked like a servant spoke normally at first, but then his tone became louder and louder, as if I had done something to make him angry.

The owner of the carriage didn't move. Chu Yun squatted on the ground and didn't look at them. He just hoped that the two of them would leave quickly.

Just as I was thinking this, a pair of slender and beautiful hands stretched out in front of me. If they were in modern times, they would definitely make a fortune as a hand model.

The man in green clothes smiled at him and said something. Chu Yun guessed that he must have taken him in out of pity.

In Chu Yun's previous life, he often followed Shan Mu to high-end places and was considered to be a connoisseur of goods. The clothes worn by the man in green were made of very good and expensive material, so he must be a rich man.

But Chu Yun was not stupid. He knew that there were many playboys in ancient times. He was afraid of being fooled and cheated, so he stared into the man's eyes.

After staring for a while, Chu Yun felt relieved. He wanted to stand up, but he felt a dense and itchy electric sensation from his feet to his thighs.

——My feet are numb.

This was not the end. Chu Yun lost his balance and fell forward, kneeling in front of the man in green.

"Hey, Third Young Master, this guy is quite smart."