Queen's Way

"No, come back! Ouch!"

Tian Qi hurriedly hurried, but in the end he failed to catch up with Tian Buzhen. His foot slipped and he fell hard, "You bastard, where are you running!"

"Hey, dad, just go back quickly, I don't want to be locked up in a dark room by you again!"

"You bastard, you secretly sold the family heirloom vase. Let's see if I don't beat you to death!"

Twelve-year-old Tian Buzhen is a different kind of rich boy at this time. He is said to be a different kind because Tian Buzhen never associates with wealthy people and always likes to hang out with some hooligans outside the city. As time goes by, Tian Buzhen becomes a dragon.

The young master actually became a "bully" who took over one side. He gathered a group of child soldiers and, under the banner of "robbing the rich and giving to the poor," robbed homes and homes, and it worked repeatedly.

No, the "Field Leader" didn't have enough funds for his activities, so he took away an ancestral jade bottle at home and sold it secretly, and gathered everyone together for a feast.

"You brat, if you don't go home and think about your mistakes, where are you going to run away this time?"

Tian Qi rolled over and stood up, already out of breath from exhaustion, "Stop!"

Tian Buzhen ran faster and faster, as if his feet were oily, "Hahaha, Dad, when you calm down, I will go home naturally. Goodbye!"

Plop!

Tian Buzhen jumped with all his strength, climbed over the high wall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, isn't it just a broken bottle that's almost moldy? Why are you so serious?"

Tian BuZhen was afraid of his butt, so he laughed playfully, looked around and saw no one around, and immediately changed his outfit. He took off his gorgeous clothes, put on a pair of coarse linen clothes, tied a hemp rope on his head, and held a pot in his mouth.

With a straw stick, he swaggered onto the bustling street market.

"Hey, take a look, take a look!"

"Come, come, come and see!"

The market outside the city lord's palace was bustling with traffic and bustling. This was the kind of life Tian Buzhen longed for most on weekdays. He had sneaked out a lot in the past year, so he was very familiar with the market in this area. He immediately walked to a

In front of the stall, without thinking, he picked up a big date from the stall and stuffed it into his mouth: "Xiaohu, where are Ermao and the others?"

The vendor named Xiaohu saw someone dared to eat his jujubes without paying. He was about to get angry when he raised his head, but suddenly his attitude changed: "Oh, who did I think it was? It turns out to be the real brother!"

Tian BuZhen chuckled and said, "Why, judging from your posture just now, you wanted to beat me up. Humph, I'll eat both of you. Why are you so angry!"

Xiaohu's face turned red, he rubbed his hands and said with an embarrassed smile: "I didn't know it was you. I thought it was some other bastard. These are golden jujubes. If I sell one less, I will lose a lot of money!"

"Come on, stop talking nonsense with me here. Here, I'll give you 10,000 yuan, gather all the brothers!"

As he said that, Tian Buzhen took out a bunch of banknotes from his arms. When Xiaohu saw it, he took it excitedly and counted it over and over again. His face was already smiling: "It's really 10,000 yuan! Brother Zhen, where are you?"

That’s a lot of money!”

Ten thousand dragon yuan is enough for an ordinary person to live a good life comfortably for a year. Usually, Xiaohu can only get a few hundred yuan at most when he follows Tian Buzhen for petty theft. Now with ten thousand dragon yuan in front of him, then

But it’s really not a small number!

Tian Buzhen's face was extremely proud, but he said coldly: "Why are you asking so many questions? Call me brothers quickly. This time, let's make a good profit from him!"

"Okay! I'll notify Ermao and the others right away!"

Xiaohu hurriedly put the money in his arms and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people. Tian Buzhen was helping to look at Xiaohu's stall, but he was not idle, and the golden candied dates were coming one after another.

One swallowed it in his stomach, and after a while, he started to burp.

"Hiccup! Well, these jujubes taste really good."

Tian Buzhen put his hand into his mouth and picked his teeth. This move was really beyond the capabilities of a dignified young master. However, Xiaohu Ermao and others did not know Tian Buzhen's identity as Young Master Long Qi. They only thought that

He was a wild boy who appeared out of nowhere, and they had the same temperament, so they worked together and started robbing the rich and giving to the poor.

"Brother Zhen, we are here!"

After a while, several thin figures appeared in front of Tian BuZhen. These were eleven or two-year-old orphans. They did not have any normal livelihood and belonged to the lowest class of people in society. But Tian BuZhen

Zhen, his favorite thing is to deal with these people, because he believes that these poor children have the most genuine temperaments and speak the most truthfully, unlike those rich and famous families, who half-nine out of ten sentences are false, and they are deceiving each other, which is really embarrassing.

People are extremely annoying.

"Xiaohu, Ermao, Sangou, Laifu, you are all here!"

The four children who were called Xiaohu, Ermao, Laifu, and Sangou by Tian Buzhen were all like little beggars. They were dressed slovenly and exuded a stench. Their hair was messy, but Tian

I don’t really know that although these people have low status, they are all good and trustworthy brothers. They have followed Tian Buzhen for a long time.

I have done several "businesses", and each time it was these little brothers who made great contributions. Even once, if Ermao hadn't stepped forward and blocked the knife for Tian BuZhen, Tian BuZhen would have been there long ago.

Lying at home unable to move, Er Mao still has a long scar on his back. Tian Buzhen will never forget these friendships.

"Brothers, you are here, I miss you so much!"

Tian Buzhen hugged everyone cordially. He did not dislike the sour smell of these poor boys, because these little beggars were his favorite brothers!

"Brother Zhen, so are we!"

Sangou wiped the snot that was about to drip down and grinned, revealing a mouth of teeth that had not yet fully grown.

"Brother Zhen, we haven't seen each other for almost half a year. Where have you been during this time!"

"Yes, brother Zhen. Just now Xiaohu took out so much money and said you gave it to us. Brother Zhen, where did you get so much money? It scared me to death!"

Tian Buzhen laughed and spit out the straw stick in his mouth, "I got a valuable treasure. I sold it for more than 10,000 yuan and shared it with everyone. No, I've been feeling itchy lately. Brothers, do you have any?"

No idea?"

"Haha, of course, we are waiting for you to come back!"

Er Mao rolled up his sleeves and looked eager to try, "I heard that the king in the north of the city is rich and unkind, and he always feeds the people in the village. Many people are miserable! Brother, do we want to kill him!"

"oh?"

Hearing this, Tian Buzhen showed a sly smile, "Why not? Hehehe..."