The Spirit World

Chapter 961 Heavenly Palace (Twenty-four)
[Communication without trust will become an insurmountable gap]

"Look! Lord Xun Huangying! This!"

She was holding a lamb doll with wide eyes, which looked happily at Xunhuangying who was standing beside her, seeking his joy.

But Xun Huangying simply couldn't understand what was so funny about this stupid-looking lamb doll. He looked at her with a frown, not knowing what to laugh at.

"What's wrong?"

"Does it look good?"

"Ah? What's so good about this... You look so stupid..."

The sheep's eyes are too big for a real sheep, its body is too round, and its limbs are too short. It shouldn't be good-looking, neither morally nor logically.

"Woo..." She looked at Xun Huangying aggrievedly, looked at the small vendor selling dolls somewhat at a loss, collapsed and wiped the sweat off her face awkwardly, her smile was stiff.

"Ahahaha, kid...and this...this is absolutely beautiful!"

The red-haired vendor slowly took out a giant dragon puppet. This carefully carved puppet must have taken a lot of effort. The dragon's head had eyes wide open, the dragon's body was tall and strong, the dragon's tail was gradually becoming thinner, and the dragon held its head high and chest puffed out, just short of spraying fireworks, it looked very majestic.

But she doesn't like it at all...she doesn't even look at it.

He just held the sheep puppet in his hand and waved it in front of Xun Huangying.

"Lord Xun Huangying! I want this!"

"Ha... I don't like it..." Xun Huangying reached his hand into the inside pocket of his clothes, took out a piece of gold, and placed it on the table reluctantly and strangely.

He glanced at the shop owner's even more surprised and unable to close his mouth, frowned again, and said the unfinished words: "But if you want to buy it, I guess, it's okay..."

It was not his intention to take a child on the road, but he suddenly regretted leaving his sheep.

He thought that he should not leave his sheep and let them face everything alone, but he could not let go of the terrible environment he would have to face once he returned.

So, he suddenly forgave himself for leaving, just as if it was a vacation for himself. When he returned, his sheep would naturally accept his arrival, and then everything would return to its original state.

That couldn't be better.

He would not care about this little girl from the royal family, nor did he need to deliberately accommodate her. He just felt helpless and pitiful seeing her crying for so long.

Okay, okay, Xun Huangying, you are not a so-called good person. In his eyes, this little girl is completely dispensable. Buying this little toy for her is really... a bit... well...

Pretentious?

The man selling the doll was a red-haired old man. He held the piece of gold with withered fingers, and tears actually flowed from the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

He raised his head tremblingly and looked at Xun Huangying. Xun Huangying had no expression on her face, but she was also being stared at by him, with some inexplicable confusion.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man knelt down tremblingly and kowtowed repeatedly, which made the girl take a step back and attracted the attention of all the vendors around him.

The bustling downtown suddenly became quiet, mixed with whispers in a strange language.

"Your Excellency! Your Excellency!"

The old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately as if begging for mercy, but Xun Huangying did not lower his head and his eyes showed a little confusion. The girl was standing next to the tall Xun Huangying and was frightened by the old man's sudden movement. She hurriedly hid to the side of Xun Huangying, hiding under Xun Huangying's black robe, and then showed her head and held the newly bought lamb doll in her arms.

Her eyes were pure, without the cloudy look of an old person.

She was also confused, but more of it was a blank fear.

"Your Excellency..."

The old man's hoarse voice was like calling out to the sky that would not respond. "Please don't embarrass our family anymore... Please don't embarrass our family anymore... I'm old, I beg you on behalf of our family... Please... Please..."

The old man kowtowed loudly, and sand and stones were stuck on his wrinkled skin. All the vendors, including Xunhuangying, could see dust flying on his dry red hair.

Everyone's eyes were also focused on the old man and Xun Huangying.

Why did this "special" adult... not let go of the kneeling old man...

This made Xun Huangying move his right foot a small step on the ground. He put his hand on her head to comfort her who was frightened.

"Please! Please! My elder brother has been beaten to a pulp, and my younger brother is disabled. We only have this small stall to survive, and we make a living by our knitting and sewing skills... Sir, please let us go... let us go..."

“……” Xun Huangying was unable to utter a word. He looked around and saw that everyone had terrified eyes.

In this small busy city, people are all poor and wear linen clothes. They cannot afford to wear dyed black clothes. Even the villains around him wear linen clothes, no shoes, bare feet, and half of their shoulders are covered. There is really no chance of murder weapons or conspiracy...

The last time he saw someone kneeling down to beg him like this was when that person's son had committed a crime and should be beheaded. Naturally, there was no room for him to plead for mercy.

But now, the law is unclear and the reason is difficult to judge. In the small village that still belongs to the royal kingdom, he can't figure out the ins and outs, nor can he intervene. He can only watch him kowtow.

It was neither reasonable nor logical for him to squat down and ask the old man to stop bowing. As a king, if these people of a generation who did not know that they were the Son of God knew that he was a king... then the news that he wanted to "take a vacation" would reach the ears of his sheep.

But it’s not that easy to leave.

So, Xun Huangying was stunned at first, then he snorted and shouted seriously.

"Why am I making things difficult for you?! You better explain clearly! I just bought something from you!"

I originally just wanted to ask, but the old man looked up in surprise.

"what!!"

The old man knelt down and dragged his knees to the feet of Xunhuangying.

Xun Huangying came back and she hid on the other side of Xun Huangying in panic.

"Sir! Sir! Do you know what this is?!"

The old man raised his hand and held the gold grains given by Xun Huangying in front of Xun Huangying again.

Xun Huangying looked at the ordinary gold grains shining in the sun and couldn't imagine what special qualities they had that could make people kneel down and kowtow.

"This is not something that small people like us can use!"

The old man cried, his hoarse voice hot and piercing.

"You can either give me a copper coin to buy the handicraft directly, or give me a silver coin so that I can find it for you, but you can't give me a precious gold! I can't find the money for the handicraft, and this deal will be in vain, but I'm afraid that I will hide the precious gold! But I will be convicted and imprisoned! My son..."

Xun Huangying finally came to his senses. He usually talked with people in the palace and knew that gold and silver were common things. Those dignitaries spent countless gold and silver. The reports to Yang were that the country was peaceful and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Today was a celebration somewhere, and tomorrow was a harvest somewhere. Who would cry for a copper horn...

Xun Huangying waved her hand, collected the gold grains and put them into her pocket. The old woman then sat down as if she had breathed a sigh of relief. Her old spine made crackling sounds and blood dripped into the sand and gravel she had just hit.

A copper coin was placed on her stall. Xun Huangying walked through the crowd, took her hand, and left without looking back.

This was the last village he passed through in the sheep kingdom.

Outside of here is Hua Yin’s kingdom.

Is a country ruled by sheep really that good?

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(End of this chapter)