Chapter 1 Su Qin

Midsummer in July.

There are 12 states in the world. Except for the two cold states in the north and south, which are covered with ice and snow all year round and are sparsely populated. The other ten states are popular, and Cangzhou is even more prosperous.

Cangzhou belongs to the southwest, with a wide area and fertile land. There is a green river running through the four seasons in Changchun. It is a place for food supply in several prefectures, and is also known as the "hometown of fish and rice."

Qingshui City is one of the nine major cities in Cangzhou. Because there is a clear river not far from the city, it has the name "Qingshui".

There is an arch bridge at the end of a road paved with bluestone slabs, and a teenager sits on the edge of the bridge.

The teenager is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an ordinary figure and a pair of bright black eyes. At this moment, he is looking at the passers-by around him, and his eyes are actually a kind of calmness that does not meet his age. At this moment, he doesn't know what he is thinking about.

At this moment, it is close to noon. There are many pedestrians on the street, and the shouts of roadside vendors make the streets more lively.

"I'm really unlucky today. I haven't seen any fat sheep. It will take me a little more time to save enough money." The teenager supported his chin with his hand and muttered to himself, but there was no look of depression in his eyes. Instead, there was an inexplicable light.

The teenager is called Su Qin, an orphan in Qingshui City.

No matter what the world is, there will be orphans in the world, and Su Qin is one of these orphans.

A passing vendor looked at the teenager, shook his head and smiled, stopped walking, and I don't know where he was interested.

"I said Su Qin, and I still want to use your smart little head to deceive people? Or are you still having your ridiculous dream of becoming a high-ranking real person? I said, it's really unrealistic to dream less. The hawker laughed, with a trace of disdain and contempt.

Real person!

is the name of those monks. Ordinary people in the city call these people "real people" or "fairy masters" to show their dignity and high respect for them

That is superior, which represents absolute power. Even if everyone has a chance, the real success is just a drop in the ocean. How can this gangster achieve it?

Every year in Qingshui City, large families send their children to the "Xunji Pavilion" to make a glimmer of hope, but they still fail. For more than ten years, only a few people have had such a great creation, and I'm afraid there are no less than 10,000 people who want to try for more than ten years.

Su Qin raised his head and saw the person who laughed at him. He frowned slightly and was about to refute. Suddenly, he remembered something. He relaxed, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"I lied? When did I lie? I'm asking you to help everyone. If you have difficulties, it's right to find me, Su Qin, but it just costs a little money. Speaking of this, the words turned quickly: "by the way, I said Brother Niu, the night before yesterday, I saw a person who looked like you standing in the Ninghua Building and was hugged by many Ying Yingyans. Do you want me to help you go to your sister-in-law to clarify?"

Hearing Su Qin's words, the hawker was stunned, and the expression on his face was wonderful.

This peddler is extremely afraid of his wife. The whole street is famous, and Ninghua Building is a famous brothel in Qingshui City. What can a man do there?

If his wife knows about this, he will definitely not be able to eat it.

The hawker bull, who was still laughing just now, looked like a bitter gourd, and was about to drip bitter juice.

"Su Qin, no, Brother Su, were you joking just now? You can't say this nonsense. You know, if it's known by my family, it's a big deal!" The hawker quickly defended, and even changed his name, which was obviously pleading.

Su Qin remained calm, stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed his thumb and forefinger.

"Hey." The peddler sighed in his heart and couldn't wait to slap himself in the face.

What evil is he committing? Who doesn't make fun of Su Qin? Su Qin's cleverness is even extremely famous in this small city.

With no choice, he had to take out five or six copper coins from his arms and put them in Su Qin's hands.

With five or six copper coins, you can already buy a few big meat buns. Even the hawker bull himself is reluctant to eat a few big meat buns a day, so distressed to give Su Qin.

Su Qin took five or six copper coins, threw them gently, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, Brother Niu, I was wrong. I just vaguely saw such a person that night. It's not clear whether it was or not."

The hawker's bitter face became more bitter, so he had to take out four or five copper coins from his arms and put them in Su Qin's palm again.

Su Qin smiled and put the copper money in his arms, and then said, "Brother Niu, I have never been to any Ninghua Building. Thank you today. I'll tell you. If you have any questions, come to Su Qin. You must be right."

After saying that, he stood up with a smile and walked along a bluestone road.

It was not until Su Qin walked a short distance that the hawker wiped the cold sweat on his head and felt pain for more than a dozen copper coins on his face.

Thinking of why I had nothing to do, I had to find this guy to make fun of it. Well, ten copper coins are gone, and I may have done it for nothing today.

Suddenly, I remembered what happened to Su Qin, and then recovered and said coldly, "Well, if you still want to become a "real person", a hundred taels of silver, that is not enough for everyone, not to mention you, a gangster, wait for the next life, you are obviously a gangster, you should accept your fate!"

In his eyes, Su Qin looks like an alien.

Or, in the whole street, the whole Qingshui City, everyone is waiting to see this gangster's joke.

After saying that, he seemed to feel better and then left.

Su Qinqing's stone road was not in a good mood because he had earned more than ten copper coins, because although the hawker's words just now were whispered, he still heard it.

It won't be better to be extinguished.

In this era, although monks are as high as in the past, they do have a chance for anyone to become as strong as them.

Shouldn't a gangster accept his fate? Do you want to be a gangster?

"No, I don't accept my fate. I want to change. If others can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it. How can I know the result if I don't try? I want to become a "real person" and I will definitely work hard. Su Qin clenched his fist and made up his mind.

The monk.

It can set off huge waves in a flash, and waves can be called by waving hands. You can travel to the twelve states of the world, as well as the bright sea, just like a winged roc, unrestrained.

Su Qin's dream is to become one of the monks, and he can also indulge in the world so freely.

But these are extremely ridiculous in the eyes of others, repeatedly looking at him with mocking eyes or waiting to see his jokes.

"If you don't even dare to try, you will only regret it. Even if you fail, it proves that I have tried hard!" Su Qin said silently in his heart, and the corners of his mouth raised. The depression just now suddenly disappeared, leaving only a smile.

He has worked hard and never given up. Even in the cold eyes of everyone, he still persists.

Even if you fail, at least there will be no regrets!

Su Qin walked through the bluestone road, spent five copper coins on a stall, bought four fragrant meat buns, put away the other five copper plates, and was ready to go home.

Suddenly, at the corners of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of two rag orphans standing in an alley. The two orphans were about six or seven years old, holding a tattered bowl in their hands, looking at the steamed buns in his hand with a longing face and swallowing saliva.

Su Qin's footsteps accelerated and he was about to leave quickly.

Suddenly, he stopped and paused. He still took out two fragrant buns from the oily bag and put them in the bowls of two orphans. The two orphans immediately picked up the buns and gnawed them.

Su Qin saw their eating appearance and smelled the fragrant steamed buns. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was cruel. He quietly put another steamed bun in their bowl, and the other steamed bun was carefully wrapped in oil paper before leaving.

The reason why he gave these two orphans steamed buns is not that he is kind. After living in this city for so many years, he has long seen through the coldness and warmth of human feelings, cheating, treachery and smoothness. Su Qin has long learned through it.

I just vaguely saw myself from the shadow of these two orphans many years ago, a few steamed buns, which just made him hungry today, but it is possible to save their lives for these two orphans.

Man is like grass and mustard, and life is like an ant.

Su Qin still vaguely remembers his life at that time. Every moment, every day is like living in the dark mud. He doesn't know when he will fall down. Only dreams and hopes are the lights in the dark. Although it is dim, it is his strong driving force.