I'm so hard

Chapter 84
Although Fugui Street is small, it has all internal organs.

There are people from all walks of life, such as shoemakers, porters, bucket hoops, manure dumpers, jugglers, etc.

The five beggars led Zhao Yan and Hei Wa through several alleys and came to a dilapidated small courtyard.

This small courtyard is dilapidated, and there are a lot of items returned from begging in the courtyard, and in front of the courtyard gate, there are many little beggars about eleven or twelve years old gathered.

Obviously, Zhao Yan and Hei Wa broke into Huazi's nest.

These little beggars looked at Zhao Yan and Hei Wa with envy, hatred, curiosity and excitement in their eyes.

The short and strong beggar named Erhu waved his hand, and the little beggars around him dispersed.

"My lord, please, our Lord is waiting for you in the house!"

Zhao Yan walked into the small courtyard slowly, looking at all kinds of old and even moldy and smelly items around him, with mixed feelings.

On the way, Zhao Yan kept chatting with Erhu and roughly understood the reason of the incident.

A few days ago, Hu Shunde, the pusher from the left office of Changdan City, brought a group of soldiers to Fugui Street and posted a notice: To demolish Fugui Street, all the people must leave within ten days, otherwise they will be imprisoned.

In this era, there is no compensation for the demolition by the imperial court.

Demolishing Fugui Street would mean destroying the homes of these common people. Naturally, they didn't want to, so they fought with soldiers and officials.

The Huazi Gang is the main force of Fugui Street, and more than 20 people were arrested by Hu Shunde and put in prison.

Through various relationships, Erhu found a servant. The servant told Erhu that he needed to prepare 100 taels of silver for Mr. Hu, and Mr. Hu would send a special messenger to pick it up this evening.

Zhao Yan's appearance was too noble and elegant, so they thought he was a policeman who came to collect 100 taels of silver.

The hut in front was still tidy, with a square table and a few chairs inside, and a rusty plowshare in the corner.

And on the front wall, there was a large piece of paper with three large characters written on it: Calling Huabang.

At this time, an old man wearing coarse clothes and walking with a cane came from the compartment.

After seeing Zhao Yan in the room, he knelt down two meters away.

"Grassman Bai Shengjiang pays respects to your lord!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Shengjiang's tears fell.

In Zhao Yan's eyes and in the narration of the storyteller in Goulan, the leader of the Huazi Gang can summon hundreds of gods and men named Huazi with a single dog-beating stick.

There is no shortage of beggar chickens and wine, and they fight against injustice everywhere.

But the reality is that the leader of the Hanako Gang is just an old man with no power to restrain himself.

The Huazi Gang is just a group of poor people who don't want to be bandits and thieves, and rely on the charity of the rich.

Most of the Huazi Gang are old people and children. These people have poor labor ability and can only make a living by begging. Like Erhu, besides begging, they also work as porters.

But even so, the money earned was not enough to support the family.

"Please get up, old man!" Zhao Yan hurriedly helped the old man up.

Trembling, the old man Bai Shengjiang took out a few banknotes and said, "My lord, these 100 taels of banknotes were made by us all over the street. Please keep them well. Dare to ask when we can let them out, let them out!" After that, we left Fugui Street immediately."

Zhao Yan looked at Bai Shengjiang's hands like old tree bark, and instead of accepting the banknote, he sighed and said, "Old man, the government is not qualified to collect hard-earned money from you people, take it back!"

Both Bai Shengjiang and Erhu were stunned. Isn't this poor official here to collect money? Why don't they want it again!
Zhao Yan continued: "I am not the messenger of Hu Shunde, the promotion officer in the left hall, but I can help you rescue those people and keep this place."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Erhu was a little annoyed, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he felt as if he had found a savior.

After all, Bai Shengjiang has lived for more than 60 years, and he can tell at a glance that Zhao Yan is either rich or expensive, and he is definitely not an ordinary person.

He sighed and said: "Young master, this old man knows that you are not an ordinary person. If you can save our people, the people of Fugui Street will be grateful to you, but it is impossible to keep Fugui Street. It's His Majesty's idea, and no one can stop it."

Zhao Yan was taken aback, and murmured in his heart: Why don't I know my idea?It must be some dog official who is using my name to do bad things!

"Old man, did His Majesty personally make the decree?" Zhao Yan asked.

Bai Shengjiang shook his head and replied: "That's not true, but His Majesty came back from defeating Beimeng, walked to the front of the imperial city, and saw the dilapidated Fugui Street from a distance. Dirty and messy!"

"Your Majesty has said so, that Fugui Street will definitely be demolished, we are the ones who have embarrassed Da Zhou, and are not worthy of living at the foot of the imperial city."

Zhao Yan recalled it carefully, and realized that he really said this sentence at that time, but he only mentioned it casually at that time, and he did not expect to cause such a great disaster to the people around him.

Especially when he heard Bai Shengjiang say that they are not worthy to live at the foot of the imperial city, Zhao Yan felt his face was hot, as if someone had slapped him in the face.

Zhao Yan thought for a while and said, "Old man, leave this matter to me. I guarantee that all your relatives and friends will be able to come back by tomorrow at the latest. Even if Fugui Street is demolished, I can find you a place to live place."

As soon as Zhao Yan finished speaking, he heard a piercing voice outside.

"Does the steward of Fugui Street live here? Hurry up and come out to see the young master!"

Soon, Zhao Yan, Hei Wa, Bai Shengjiang and Er Hu all came out of the house.

And outside the small courtyard, a young man riding a tall horse with a flower on his head was looking around with disgust, followed by five followers.

"The young master was sent by Hu Shunde, the pusher from the left hall. Is the 100 taels of silver ready?" Dai Hua said with a look of disdain.

Zhao Yan looked at this young man who looked very two hundred and five, very angry, and murmured in his heart: "My Dazhou servants have this kind of virtue, if we don't reform, I will become the king of subjugation!"

Zhao Yan walked to the front and said, "The 100 taels of silver are ready, but I want to meet Mr. Hu to express my gratitude. Is it possible?"

"What kind of thing are you? Is Mr. Hu someone you can meet whenever you want? I, Xu Dadi, haven't seen him a few times." Young man Dai Hua sternly said.

Zhao Yan smiled slightly, glanced at Heiwa, and said, "If I can see Lord Hu, I can give you 1000 taels."

Hei Wa immediately took out the 1000 taels silver note from her bosom, and shook it.

The eyes of Xu Dadi, a young man wearing flowers, suddenly lit up. He rolled his eyes and said, "Young master can take you to the prison, and when these people are released, Mr. Hu will also be there. Whether you can see him or not depends on you." how's your luck?"

"Okay." Zhao Yan smiled and nodded.

As an emperor, he still doesn't know what Changdan Mansion looks like!

　Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a book list, ask for a small reward, thank you! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)