The Prime Minister Seduced Me to have Babies!

Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052: The Dangers of the Jianghu

The two could only helplessly drape a cloth over the horse’s back. It looked a bit ugly, but at least the horse was less conspicuous.

That afternoon, they stopped at a small town for a meal.

They didn’t bother with formalities outside, and all gathered around a table to eat.

They sat at a table by the street, with their horses tied at the entrance, occasionally glancing at their horses.

As they were eating, a shirtless beggar, wearing only a pair of ragged pants, crawled along the street.

The beggar quickly spotted You Er’s table and shouted inside, "Young masters, have mercy, give me something."

It was already November, and the cold wind was biting. You Er looked at the man, seeing that in such cold weather he was still shirtless, without even a warm garment, instantly feeling incredibly sorry for him, his compassion surging. He quickly rummaged in his pouch and pulled out a silver ingot worth ten taels, tossing it accurately into the beggar’s wooden bowl with a "thud."

The waiter who came to serve the dishes stared at the silver ingot in the wooden bowl, dumbstruck.

It was the first time he had seen someone give a beggar a donation of ten taels of silver; this little young master must be a bit naive.

It was also the first time the beggar had met such a kind person. He suddenly howled towards the sky to express his excitement, picked up the silver and hid it underneath him, kowtowing on the ground, "Young master is a good man, a very good man indeed!"

You Er softly said, "Use it to buy a cotton coat, wear it so you won’t catch a cold in such weather."

The beggar kowtowed a few more times, then crawled away slowly, mumbling a tune indecipherable to anyone.

The waiter stood by and waited for the beggar to crawl off before he couldn’t help but say, "I’ve never seen such a generous young master; that beggar is hitting the jackpot today."

You Er said, "He’s so pitiful, in such cold weather, with not even a piece of clothing, that bit of silver at least can let him buy a cotton coat."

The waiter snickered, "The young master indeed is still young, is this your first time out?"

You Er sensed the waiter was implying something, "What do you mean?"

The waiter said, "Think about it, young master, why does he have pants but no shirt? Even if you’re impoverished, scavenging some ragged clothing from a pauper’s grave is better than being shirtless."

You Er still didn’t understand, "Why?"

The waiter laughed, "Our Shopkeeper last year saw him begging shirtless on the street, also felt sorry for him, and found an old, unused coat at home to give him."

"The beggar then also knocked his head repeatedly, acting very grateful."

"But the next day, the beggar was shirtless again."

"It was even colder then than it is now."

"The Shopkeeper asked him why he wasn’t wearing the cotton coat. The beggar hemmed and hawed, and eventually, the Shopkeeper understood; the beggar purposely didn’t wear it to make people pity him."

"Oh, and his leg doesn’t have any problems; I saw him once in an alley, where he stood up and ran."

You Er couldn’t speak for a while.

He wasn’t upset about the silver; he felt his sincere heart had been trampled.

Qi Er chuckled and patted his shoulder, "No wonder those elders always say the world is treacherous."

"We’ve just been out for a few days, encountering all sorts of things; it seems we must be more cautious in the future."

You Er slowly nodded.

They finished their meal, mounted their horses, and proceeded forward slowly.

After a while, the group unexpectedly saw the beggar crawling on the ground again, begging not far ahead.

Gao Shan said, "Young master, let me give him a beating and get the silver back!"