Chapter 664: All living beings suffer, but the world is not painful

The lady was even more angry and said angrily: "How dare a pariah talk back!"

He picked up the stones again and threw them at the little beggar fiercely. A companion next to him did the same. Two smooth and bright stones directly hit the little beggar's arms and calves, and a bruise suddenly appeared.

The little beggar's big tears suddenly became unbearable and flowed down his cheeks, and he shouted helplessly and desperately.

"I never dare to pick up the wishing money again, never again!"

The others turned a blind eye to the little beggar's pitiful cries, but became even more excited. They even made bets on whose accuracy was better, and they all threw stones at her.

The little beggar was frightened and could only dodge instinctively. He missed a famous lady and felt humiliated. He suddenly became furious and without any trace of the gentleness and kindness of the past, he threatened fiercely.

"You little bitch, you dare to dodge, if you dodge again I will have your legs broken!"

The woman in gorgeous clothes threw the stone in her hand at the little beggar. The little beggar dared to dodge again and could only stay close to him. The stone hit his chest with a loud bang. The little beggar couldn't bear the pain. , couldn't help but take a step back.

The friends around the young woman clapped and applauded. She seemed to have won a great honor. She looked proud and proud, and motioned for others to quickly throw stones to compete.

Jiangnan Dao elegant scholars have always had the custom of throwing pots in Yage to add to the fun. Many celebrities are good at blind throwing on screens and sitting on their backs. Xu Gong, the general of Longxiang, can even insert more than a hundred bamboo arrows into a pot, and finally presents a cluster of bamboo arrows. In the scene of Arrow Forest and Arrow Mountain, this pot throwing can be regarded as the evolution of "shooting" among the six arts of the gentleman. It is very popular on Jiangnan Road, but today the bamboo arrows are replaced by stones, and the pottery pot becomes a little beggar. I wonder if these people who read the sages' books The scholars and ladies still have some Confucian benevolence and righteousness, but they may have sold all the benevolence and righteousness in the sages' books to the emperor's family, in exchange for their current power and wealth.

Just when this group of children from aristocratic families wanted to have fun alone rather than having fun together, a scolding sound sounded in front of the temple gate.

"stop!"

The voice was anxious and somewhat broken, which showed that the visitor was deeply disgusted by this scene.

All the dandies were startled, looking at the poor scholar running towards the pool in front of the temple, they laughed one after another, without holding back at all, and threw the stones in their hands at the little beggar again, even harder, as if Because they have an audience, they are happy to work harder.

Stones hit the little beggar one after another, leaving many scars. How could her thin body withstand such crazy torture? She squatted in the pool, hugged her head, curled up into a ball, and clenched her teeth with a pale face. The lip has been removed, and this person's heart is much colder than the water in the pool. At a young age, she no longer has the extravagant hope of survival. However, at a young age, she still misses her paralyzed grandfather at home. If she dies, what will he do if he can't take care of himself? !

Chen Xiliang jumped into the pool in one step. He no longer worried that the books he regarded as treasures would be splashed by the pool water. He held the little beggar in his arms and protected him tightly. He kept patting the little beggar's thin skin with his hands. The younger generation comforted the frightened little person.

The little beggar's face was pale, with a warm and bright smile, and he comforted the poor scholar.

"It's okay, Brother Chen, it's just a few hits, it won't hurt!"

How come it doesn't hurt? It doesn't hurt, but that smiling face is already pale, and the arms and calves exposed outside the clothes are already bruised.

The poor scholar hugged the little beggar tightly, with pity in his eyes. He looked at the children of the aristocratic families by the pool. He didn't ask any questions, but silently endured the blows from the stones. His face gradually became numb. How could this world be like this? In this way, there is nothing greater to mourn than to die.

The dressed-up woman looked at the scholar in front of him and said with disdain.

"Where did you come from, a humble pig and dog, and you dare to meddle in our business?"

At this time, Xu Fengnian finally knew the reason for Xu Zongjia's sudden change of color. Back then, Xu Zongjia's grandfather, Xu Yongguan, had his leg crushed by a member of the aristocratic family, leaving Xu Yongguan, who had spent his whole life fighting for Beiliang, in a miserable old age. Now this scene is happening again in What happened in front of Xu Zongjia was like a repeat of yesterday, how could Xu Zongjia not be furious.

Xu Fengnian hurriedly stepped forward. Although he was making a big fuss in Jiangnan Road and was very angry about what he saw, he did not want Xu Zongjia to go on a killing spree in Jiangnan Road. In that case, there would be no more noble families in Yangzhou, and the whole world would be shocked.

"My eldest son is from Beiliang!"

All the young masters turned around and looked at Xu Fengnian, who was walking proudly. Their pupils shrank slightly, obviously recognizing Xu Fengnian, the Northern Liang Crown Prince who was now famous in Jiangnan Road.

Everyone was polite and didn't dare to torture him again, as if a monkey had seen a tiger and lost the energy to jump up and down just now.

Xu Fengnian walked in slowly with a smile on his face. He put his hand on the sword at his waist and slowly drew the sword, revealing half of the blade. It was shining brightly under the dazzling sun. Murderous intent was boiling, and everyone was shouting. They took a step back with fear on their faces. They knew that the handsome young man in front of them was cruel and cruel, and had no taboos. He dragged Jiangnan celebrity Liu Liting to death on horseback in the street. Now no one dares to collect his body. Why don't they let this group of people in front of them know how to fight? The dandy men who are arrogant and powerful are intimidated.

Chen Xiliang's reaction was even more intense than that of these beasts, and he shouted loudly to stop them.

"No!"

After saying that, he looked at the little beggar in his arms with pleading eyes.

Indeed, although Xu Fengnian can take revenge and kill all these beasts in clothes, the little beggar next to Chen Xiliang will definitely suffer the cruelest revenge afterwards. Where is Xu Fengnian?

Xu Fengnian was speechless, and the sword slowly returned to its sheath. All the dandies suddenly fled away this time. Xu Fengnian looked coldly at the daughter of a noble family in front of him like a bereaved dog.

Xu Zongjia sneered and looked at the scene in front of him with hatred in his heart. He couldn't help but pull out the Spring Thunder Sword that had never been out of the scabbard since Xu Fengnian lent it to him. He stroked the sharp blade with his left thumb. It was indeed a sword. The magic weapon, which has been in his hands for such a long time, has never been taken out of its sheath, and today it is just a good time to make a profit.

Xu Fengnian looked at Xu Zongjia in confusion, not understanding what he was going to do. Xu Zongjia was a transparent person and should understand the reason why he threw the rat weapon. Now that Xu Zongjia pulls out the spring thunder, isn't he afraid that the little beggar will suffer revenge from the wealthy family in the future?

Xu Zongjia nodded, his face slightly cold and his expression stiff. It seemed that the anger in his heart had not been reduced by half, and he said in a cold voice.

"Aren't you curious about how the dandies in Beiliang City received their retribution?"

Xu Fengnian's expression changed. He knew that what Xu Zongjia was talking about was the powerful son of Beiliang City who crushed the blind old man Xu Yongguan in the street. Later, the family was almost wiped out. There was no trace of revenge. It was more like normal. The official struggle failed, they were on the wrong team, and the whole clan suffered retribution.