Chapter 635 I'm sorry, I believe in Buddhism
Shuntianfu Yamen is not far from the Punishment Department Yamen, that is, two streets away. Zhu Pingan was dressed in regular clothes, carrying a cloth bag slung across his body, and walked towards the Punishment Department. It’s like touristy.
While passing by the street in front of Shuntianfu Gate, I bought three meat buns from a roadside breakfast shop and ate them while walking.
The meat buns are relatively large, almost as big as the palm of your hand. The dough is fermented and the filling is pork and radish. When you take a bite, the corners of your mouth will feel oily. It is very fragrant. Three meat buns for ten cents, very practical.
Pork buns are best paired with porridge, but in order to go to the Ministry of Punishment in a hurry, Zhu Ping'an didn't have time to drink porridge.
Maybe he ate in a hurry, or maybe the meat buns were too solid. Zhu Pingan was full after eating two meat buns, but he couldn't eat the third meat bun.
It would be a bit unreasonable to bring a meat bun to the Ministry of Punishment to present a complaint. It would be bad if someone with an intention to take the lead was put online. I think Zhao Daying and others will definitely not miss any opportunity to smear themselves. of.
Zhu Pingan thought for a while and decided to give this meat bun to the beggar. For the beggar, a meat bun was an unexpected surprise. But it's a pity that Zhu Pingan didn't find a beggar even when he was almost walking through this street.
It is not appropriate to give it to others. Maybe I have good intentions, but others may not appreciate it, and it may cause unnecessary misunderstandings. It would be bad if it is treated as food for others, and they may be suspicious. Is there anything unclean in your buns?
Just imagine, if you were walking on the street and someone gave you a steamed bun, what would you think?
It is called love when it is given in the right place, otherwise it becomes a shame.
Looking across this street, not far away is the Punishment Department Yamen. If no suitable person is found, this meat bun will just gather dust.
The hard work paid off. Zhu Pingan looked around and finally found two little beggars not far ahead.
They are a brother and a sister, about seven or eight years old. They are in ragged clothes and have faces like little tabby cats. They stand pitifully next to the fortune-telling stall, hoping that the person who tells good fortunes will be in a good mood to reward them. They point.
The fortune-telling stall was set up under an old locust tree. There was a fortune-telling sign hanging on the stall, which read, "The divine fortune teller in linen clothes can tell you all the strategies." Behind the stall, there was a Taoist in a blue robe sitting. A Bagua picture was drawn with a brush on the Taoist robe, and a chopstick was used to tie up the hair. He was about fifty years old, and he didn't have any sense of immortality at all. Instead, he looked like a trickster.
There was a broken wooden sword on the table. There were only a few people in front of the stall, and they were not here to pay for fortune telling. They were not willing to pay for fortune telling. They were just hanging out in front of the stall and chatting with the experienced fortune tellers. .
"Brother can't eat this bun anymore. You can help him eat it. This can be considered as reward."
Looking at the two little beggars, Zhu Pingan touched his pocket. With a smile on his face, he walked up to the little brother and sister, touched the little beggar's head, and put the remaining ten dollars and meat buns in the bag into the little brother's hand.
Ah
The hot steamed buns and the heavy amount of more than ten pennies made the two little beggars suddenly open their eyes.
Happiness comes too suddenly.
It felt like a dream.
Two little beggars have been guarding this fortune-telling stall since yesterday. They thought that someone would tell their fortune and they would feel better. They gave themselves a penny and then bought a steamed bun to eat. However, this fortune-telling stall was too bad. When the economy is booming, not many people come to tell fortunes, and no one gives them a penny, so they have been hungry since yesterday.
The steaming meat buns made the eyes of the little beggar brother and sister shine after being hungry all day, especially the little sister who swallowed her saliva repeatedly.
The little brother looked at Zhu Pingan with some vigilance, and vaguely protected his sister behind him, worried that Zhu Pingan had ulterior motives and made excessive demands. Someone once wanted to spend money to buy his sister. Although he was young, he had heard from the old ladies in the gang about the scandalous things going on inside the mansion, so he would not push his sister into the fire pit.
"Yes, be a man and protect your sister. If you need anything, you can go to Linhuai Marquis to find me. My name is Zhu Pingan."
Zhu Pingan touched the little boy's head, smiled, then stood up and left .
Huh?
No requirements?
Brother Little Beggar was very surprised. When he saw Zhu Pingan leaving, he was convinced that Zhu Pingan really had good intentions and was not a bad person.
"Thank you, big brother." The little beggar sister stretched out her little hand to her mouth like a trumpet, and shouted towards Zhu Pingan's back in a milky voice.
Zhu Pingan smiled slightly when he heard the voice of the little beggar sister behind him. Without looking back, he raised his hand above his head, swayed from side to side, and continued to walk forward.
Please don’t be late for the Ministry of Justice’s petition
The little beggar brother and sister looked at Zhu Ping’an’s back, and felt warm in their hearts, there are still many good people in the world.
“You can eat it , sister.”
The little beggar brother took a sniff of the fragrance, and then put the meat buns in his hands into his sister's hands without hesitation.
"Brother, eat it." The little beggar sister stared at the meat buns, then shook her head, and reluctantly handed the meat buns to her brother.
The two were humble to each other for a long time. Finally, the brother divided the bun into two halves, one big half and one small half. He handed the big half to his sister and kept the small half for himself. The two of them ate happily. got up.
Really delicious
Confucius did not know the taste of meat in three months, and they have not known the taste of meat for at least three years.
After Zhu Ping'an left, he saw a dark shadow flash in front of him before he took a few steps, and then he saw an old Taoist with chopsticks tying his hair and a blue preacher's robe appearing in front of him, holding a "hemp-clothed divine calculation, perfect calculation" in his hand Bu Guo, stroking a few beards in a pretentious manner.
Fuck
Zhu Ping'an was almost stumbled by the sudden appearance of the old man, and his heart beat faster.
Why is this guise so familiar? Zhu Pingan was startled for a moment, and then he realized that this old Taoist was the same old Taoist priest from the fortune-telling stall just now.
"This young master, please stay. I see that you are destined to be Sanqing and I, so you might as well let the old Taoist make a fortune for the young master." The old Taoist stopped Zhu Ping'an and said, stroking his beard.
"I'm sorry, I believe in Buddhism."
Zhu Ping'an smiled at the corner of his mouth, blocked the old Taoist with one sentence, then walked around the old Taoist and continued forward, didn't he say that I have a fate with you Sanqing, then I'm sorry, I believe in Buddhism.
I was in a hurry to go to the Ministry of Justice to complain, so I didn’t have time to listen to his feudal superstitions. Besides, he was so unprofessional. The gossip drawn in ink on the Taoist robe was all dissipated by sweat, and it was completely black.
As far as the Taoist profession is concerned, let alone a person like me who grew up under the red flag. , not even the uncles and aunties on the street would tell him off
However, Zhu Ping'an still underestimated the old Tao's face, and was stopped again the next second.
"It's good, it's good. Buddhism and Taoism belong to the same family. The young master's belief in Buddhism means he believes in the Tao. As expected, the young master has a predestined relationship with me." The old Taoist stopped Zhu Ping'an again with a cloth cover and made nonsense about the Buddhist and Taoist family. His face was not red at all. . (End of this chapter)