The people from Wuchengsi never expected that when they heard that Yan Jingguang was injured, the Yan family's behavior was like this.

Yan Zhaoshan cursed: "This unpromising thing is a waste of money and can't even see anything well. He has nothing to do with it. Why don't you beat him to death? You can even lose any burden if you die."

Yan Zhaolin's eyes turned and asked the people from Wuchengsi carefully: "Official, have you caught those who beat my nephew? The government should be able to make them lose money. You must not be fooled. The refugees are not really poor. They have money, and the money is hidden. Just wait for the government to provide relief. Besides, more than a dozen people beat my nephew one. So many people can always make up money. You are right."

Yan Xueping and Yan Xuejiao also forgot to fight, and they almost spoke in unison: "The refugees snatched all the things, where are my clothes and my jewelry!"

Old Mrs. Guo did not mind the coldness of the ground in winter, and sat on the ground, crying and shouting: "Why is my life so hard? I have worked hard to raise my children, and now I am homeless. The white-haired man sends the black-haired man. I won't live, I won't live!"

The shopkeeper of the inn was almost annoyed. He finally saw the people from Wuchengsi coming and thought he could take the best of the family away. Unexpectedly, not only did he not leave, but he regarded the entrance door as a mourning hall. Listen to the crying, you don’t want to live anymore, why don’t you die?

The people in Wuchengsi also had a headache. Most of them came from the old capital and had experienced two capitals. However, they have encountered such knowledge as the Yan family.

My grandson is about to be beaten to death. Shouldn’t you ask: Where is the child? Have you hired a doctor?

Or: Please be sure to cure him, it will cost as much as you want!

If you really can't do it, it's also a sign that your immediate family should have.

But now this time, what is it? What is it?

Among these people in Wuchengsi, one of them was the one who received a report from enthusiastic people two days ago that on the curb outside Tieguo Hutong, there was a group of refugees gathered to cause trouble.

He came here temporarily today, and he was not on the same shift as the ones who came with him. These people don’t know the details of the Yan family, but he knows more or less.

Before they brought the Yan family to Banzichang that day, they had already heard the story of the Yan family from the neighbors of Tieguo Hutong.

The Yan family is someone who is particularly concerned by Feiyuwei.

Moreover, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Yan family who was divorced is still locked up by Feiyuwei, and is said to be beheaded.

In addition, he also knew that there was a juren in the Yan family.

However, this juren master went to Pingcheng Mansion because he occupied the dowry of his ex-wife and favored his concubine and killed his wife.

So, the official whispered to his colleagues, and everyone's eyes fell on Yan Zhaoshi.

Yan Zhaoshi looked at the family who cried, scolded or made noise, sighed, walked to the people of Wuchengsi and asked, "Where is my nephew now?"

The Wuchengsi people breathed a sigh of relief. The family finally had a conscience that the dog could eat.

However, everyone's perception of Yan Zhaoshi has not improved. After all, my colleagues have just introduced the glorious deeds of Yan Juren to them.

"I sent it to Bainiao Temple. The old Taoists there are both good at medical skills and accumulating virtue and doing good deeds. They often collect corpses for refugees. You can go there and see it. By the way, they are a place for the cultivation of the Qing Dynasty, so don't make noise."

Although Yan Zhaoshi has been to Xinjing for a year, the place he has been to was either a place of books or a place of elegance. He has never been to Taoist temples, and he has never heard of this white bird temple.

Yan Zhaoshi sighed and glanced at the family again, but none of them wanted to go with him. Yan Zhaoshan, his biological father, didn't want to go, let alone others.

Yan Zhaoshi glanced at him and saw the disdain and contempt on the faces of the people in Wuchengsi, and he suddenly blushed.

When he was young, his shoes were torn, and he was wearing grinning shoes. When he went to the restaurant to wash dishes, he was not as ashamed as he is today.

I remember when he was still in the south, the people he and his classmates and friends looked down on the most were the people from Wuchengsi.

These people are either children of nobles or come from the family of military generals. In short, they are just a group of martial artists who only fight and kill but cannot make achievements. They rely on the family's kindness to live a life of life and are always mixed with the public servants, and they are all like gangsters.

But now, at this moment, there are such a group of people who despise him and look down on him.

If they were in the south before, they would never have.

That's why he is a great juren, and when he walks outside, he will call him Master Yan Er.

But now, he...is still a juren, but why have they all changed?

When he was in the south, he had everything except for his son.

His family is well-off, he is handsome, he is well-educated, and he is well-known.

Now, in just one year, he has nothing left.

Without a wealthy family and even without a tiles covering his head, even his family was beyond recognition.

They are obviously brothers who are friendly and respectful, but now they fight for a broken grass shed. They are clearly a family with a kind mother and a filial son, but now they are crying, scolding and complaining.

And his two nieces, who are gentle and quiet in his impression, are they, which make Yan Xuehuai even more indulgent and willful, but why has it changed now?

They were sharp-tongued, and even ignored their brothers' lives and deaths for a piece of clothing and jewelry.

Yan Zhaoshi walked into the White Bird Temple with one foot shallow and one foot shallow. He thought about it all the way, but he couldn't understand what was going on and why the family he loved deeply became so strange.

When Yan Zhaoshi came to Bainiao Temple, it was already late at night. He knocked on the mountain gate a few times, and the rebuke from the old master guarding the gate came from inside. There were rules in the temple that the mountain gate had been closed now and it would not be opened until dawn tomorrow.

Yan Zhaoshi sat alone outside the White Bird Temple for a night, with pearls hidden in the tree and staying all night while eating sesame cakes.

This is what Zhenzhu thought. Although the second master Yan looked quite ungrateful, he was his father-in-law of the seventh master. The White Niao Temple looked very remote. If the second master Yan had a few shortcomings, Miss Yan would have to be filial. This filial piety would last for three years. At that time, the seventh master would have to wait three more.

Just as Pearl thought about it this way, he wouldn’t feel cold anymore. He was a martial arts practitioner and was too cold. He just found a place to practice boxing and kicking, and he wouldn’t be cold anymore.

Yan Zhaoshi is different. He can't punch and kick. Fortunately, he has suffered a lot in recent days. Although it was cold that night, he survived.
Chapter completed!