Chapter 644 Song Zhaosiyu’s Life and Death Are Uncertain 1

At this time, the old beggar ran back again, with a gesture of touching heaven and earth, cupped his hands and said to the prince, "Good-hearted people, you have helped me, and I have nothing to repay.

Seeing that it is getting late, there is a good place to rest your feet. Not to mention it is clean and bright, but shelter from the wind and rain is not a problem, so you can sleep more comfortably. "

The prince was suffering from pain in his feet when he left a long time ago. Hearing this, his face was gentle and he cast a glance at Yin Wanyang.

Yin Wanyang expressed his thanks on behalf of the Crown Prince, "Since that's the case, I would like to thank the old man for leading the way."

As he spoke, the old beggar glanced at Song Zhao again, and said kindly, "That place is a resting place for the Land Temple Reform. It's a big place. If you have nowhere to go, you can also come and rest for a night."

Song Zhaosiyu looked at each other and refused indifferently.

Fu Nanqian rubbed his arms, breathed into the palm of his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you two refusing in such a hurry? I'm about to die of cold!"

Hearing this, the prince thought he was disgusted, and said with a sneer, "Whether you like to come or not, it just makes my son rest more comfortably."

Saying that, they followed the old beggar and walked forward.

Not long after, Si Yu also found a small yard where he could rest.

The courtyard is surrounded by wind and is very simple, but fortunately, it can keep out the rain and is big enough for everyone to accommodate.

In the courtyard where they are, if you look up a little, you can see the earth temple where the prince rests.

The earth temple is square and square, and it looks 90% new. Bi Siyu's thatched cottage is too luxurious.

All the sergeants sat on the ground in the cold, shaking their legs to keep warm, and itching to guard the food.

They also want to live in a warm place.

Si Yu found some straw and spread it on the ground, took off his coat, spread it on the straw, and made a simple bed for Song Zhao.

"Sleep here tonight, I'll block the light for you."

Fu Nanqian was a step slower, and muttered aggrievedly, "At least give me some straw, this place is full of potholes, I can't even sit down."

Si Yu said lightly, "Azhao's skin is delicate, how thick is your skin now?"

Fu Nanqian, "..." I feel offended.

Song Zhao couldn't help but smile, leaning against Si Yu, patted the seat next to him, "Come and sit with Fu Lang-jun, we probably won't have a chance to rest tonight."

Fu Nanqian raised his eyebrows, "What does this mean?"

As he said that, a gust of cold wind and night rain passed through the hall, and everyone in the room shivered.

Di Zidong's nose turned red, and he couldn't help asking, "Princess, why didn't you give the old beggar any money just now, even if you gave two copper coins, we can warm up in the temple and have a good night's sleep."

This question was asked by other sergeants.

It was too cold.

If there is no good place to stay, they can bear it.

However, the prince stayed in a good place, so they could have picked it up first.

Song Zhao was also cold, so he put his hand on Si Yu's arm to keep warm, and said leisurely, "If the money is given to the old beggar, we won't have a peaceful life tonight."

Fu Nanqian said, "You mean, there's something wrong with that old beggar?"

These words made all the sergeants confused.

That old beggar is so pitiful, how could he be from the robber's side.

The real robbers, don't they all come up to do it?

Song Zhao smiled, "People who have been hungry for several days should think about food, not money. The old beggar's first reaction when he got the money was to confirm the authenticity, and he even forgot about the food that Miss Yin wanted to give." back."

Don't even think about it.

Since the drought, the best restaurants only have that little food.

In such a food shortage situation, silver is scrap iron.