The child in the lead was about thirteen or fourteen years old, only about waist-high when standing, and very thin.
He mustered his courage and stepped forward, looking up at An Shi, and said in a boyish voice, "If we spread the word, will we get steamed buns to eat and money to pay us?"
“Of course!” An Shi immediately gave him a clear answer.
Upon hearing this, the leader of the children glanced at the large cloth bag in An Jiu's hand, couldn't help but swallow hard, and said, "If you're slandering General Wu, wouldn't we be helping the bad guys?"
It's amazing to hear such insights from a little child.
An Jiu and An Shi were both taken aback. They looked at each other, and An Shi then squatted down to be at eye level with the little beggar.
He said, “You can rest assured. If you feel that you have done something wrong, you can go and spread the word that someone has slandered General Wu.”
We can also tell General Wu what we look like so he can arrest us.
With such assurances, the little beggar immediately lowered his guard, flashed a smile, and nodded happily.
An Shi took the freshly baked steamed bun from An Jiu, still steaming hot, and handed the cloth bag to the little beggar, saying, "Come here to collect your money after this is done."
The little beggar took the steamed bun, bowed deeply to An Shi, and said, "Thank you, sir."
Upon hearing this, An Shi narrowed his eyes. He didn't care at all that the little beggar's hair was dirty and messy. He shook the little beggar's head vigorously and said, "Take it and distribute it."
As the two walked out of the alley, they heard the little beggar's voice behind them.
"Yes, we have them all."
"Line up, no pushing!"
"You little rascal, try to steal it again! If you try again, I'll hit you!"
Back on the street, An Jiu asked in confusion, "This matter happened in a grand mansion, so why spread the news in a teahouse and let the ladies of the various mansions in the city know?"
Would it be better to have the little beggars spread the message than to use a teahouse?
An Shi was happily munching on a white steamed bun when he heard An Jiu's words. He straightened his neck and swallowed the bun, saying, "Of course, the Kangle Township Lord had long anticipated General Wu's image among the people of the border town."
I even sent someone to the market to have the old lady buying vegetables pass on the message.
The servants in each household will know the news when they go to make purchases.
Having said that, he blinked his innocent-looking big eyes and turned to look at An Jiu, "Didn't you ask the Lord of Kang Le Township?"
An Jiu, “…”
Little did he know that the head of Kang Le Township not only provided a questionnaire, but also gave direct answers!
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