"What beggar? Open your eyes and look carefully. Do I look familiar to you?"
The beggar in the middle was being driven away. Like a tiger whose tail was stepped on, he pointed his finger at his face and shouted loudly.
"Familiarity, who do you think you are? If there's no mirror, there's always pee, why don't you take a piss and look at the mirror?"
"Your face is as dirty as the bottom of a pot. Even your own parents don't recognize you. How can we recognize you?!"
"Let's go, let's go. If you want to beg for food, go to the city. You won't starve. Don't make trouble here. If you affect the training of the Zhejiang Army, you can't redeem your sins even if you become abandoned children for ten generations."
"You are so shameless, what a joke."
When people heard the beggars' cries, they couldn't help but laugh and drove them out without mercy.
The Zhejiang Army is the patron saint of Suzhou. They patrol the city and conduct training every day, and they cannot let these three beggars affect them.
People drove people away without mercy.
The three beggars were no match for the crowd and their dog-beating sticks fell off in the chaos. They were driven to the side of the road in a miserable state. The beggar in the middle slipped and fell flat on his face.
"How ridiculous! How ridiculous! It's really disgraceful! Do you know who I am?" The beggar in the middle got up from the ground in a panic, smoothed his hair with his hands, stomped his feet hard, and shouted hysterically.
"Hahaha, who are you? You are a beggar. Who else could you be?! Who do you think you are?"
"Come here, who has urine to wake him up..."
"The one with a bad temper and yellow urine should go first to wake him up. The one who ate fruit today should go last to prevent him from getting a taste of the sweetness..."
When people heard the beggar's hysterical shouts, they couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing so hard that they fell over.
"Shut up! Listen to me!"
"I'll tell you who I am!"
"My nephew Zhu Ping'an!"
"Zhu is the surname of the country, Ping is the Ping of governing the country and pacifying the world, and An is the An of finding brave men to guard the four directions. Zhu Ping'an! Did you hear that clearly? If not, let me say it again, my nephew Zhu Ping'an!
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The beggar in the middle took a deep breath, held his head high and shouted at the people around him with all his strength.
After shouting, the beggar raised his chin and looked around at everyone again with pride and satisfaction, like a hen that had laid eggs.
My nephew Zhu Ping'an!
This sentence seemed to give him a buff, making him instantly awesome.
However, it may not look like this to outsiders.
"My nephew Zhu Ping'an? Zhu Ping'an? He is talking about the commander-in-chief of the Zhejiang Army and the deputy envoy of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Judicial Inspection Office, Zhu Ping'an, Lord Zhu?!
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"He is just a stinking beggar, yet he dares to call himself Master Zhu's uncle! This is a humiliation to Master Zhu!"
"Hurry up, someone is pretending to be Mr. Zhu's uncle. Go to the government office and ask the police to arrest this impostor!"
"Go quickly and stop making trouble here. The Japanese are in chaos these days. Can you afford to offend the army if it affects its training?"
Naturally, people don't believe a stinky beggar's words. Nowadays, there are many people who drink a few drops of cat urine and have a mouth full of horse-drawn carriages. Uncle Zhu at the entrance of the village often claims to be a royal relative when he is drunk, saying that his ancestor is a royal illegitimate child. There is also Zhang Daming in the town. When he is drunk, he often says that his ability is beyond ordinary people and he can have sex ten times a night. As a result, he has sex once every ten days. This is not nonsense. It was his big-mouthed wife who once yelled this out when they quarreled. She said that every time she didn't react, Zhang Daming would already pull up his pants... ...
Therefore, people did not believe what the beggar said and thought that he was flattering himself. At best, the beggar's surname was Zhu, or at most he was a fellow villager of Lord Zhu. Lord Zhu's fellow villagers numbered at least tens of thousands, so who do you think you are
"Really? My nephew is really Zhu Ping'an, and I am really his uncle. My name is Zhu Shouren, absolutely true."
The beggar in the middle shouted loudly.
"We only know Lord Zhu, but we don't know who Zhu Shouren is! Let's go quickly, or we will report him to the police. The police are not as easy to deal with as us." People didn't listen to him at all and drove him away with a stern look on their faces.
"You, you actually treat Mr. Zhu's uncle like this, you..." The beggar in the middle jumped in anger.
As a result, people drove them away in an even more ruthless manner, and some people even went to call the police.
A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him, so the three beggars had to temporarily avoid the attack and leave first. Otherwise, they would suffer.
In fact, they were not lying. The beggar in the middle was Zhu Ping'an's uncle Zhu Shouren, and the two beggars on the left and right were what Zhu Shouren called the "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix" - Hu Wei and Xia Qiang.
"What should we do?! In our current state, it will be difficult for us to even get close to the military camp, let alone see your nephew."
Hu Wei walked on the road in embarrassment, looked back at the Zhejiang Army camp with an unwilling look on his face, and said with complaint.
"That's right. We are now beggars who are hated by everyone. Look, people passing by cover their noses and avoid us. It's not easy to meet your nephew, who is the deputy envoy of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Criminal Investigation Department. Not to mention that so many people are blocking us from approaching the camp. Even if we approach the camp, we will be beaten out by the guards."
Xia Qiang also spoke with a frustrated look on his face. Although he did not complain out loud, there was some complaint in his words.
"Ahem, last time when I was in Yingtian, I took this situation into consideration and was worried that someone would look down on me, so I thought about taking a shower, changing clothes, and refreshing myself before visiting my nephew." Uncle Zhu Shouren now found a reason to save his face. He took advantage of the issue to make up for the mess he had made in Yingtian.
"Brother Zhu, this is totally different now. Last time in Yingtian, we were just traveling, well-dressed, and anyone could tell we were respectable people. But today, we are ragged and in a mess, and anyone could tell we were beggars. At that time, we were respectable people, and it was easy for us to meet your nephew by giving your name. But today, we are exhausted and bereft, who would let beggars come to our door?!"
Hu Wei responded without any hesitation.
Uncle Zhu Shouren was also in the wrong. He had caused too much trouble in Yingtian. "Ahem, what Brother Hu said is true."
"Oh, what should we do? We have traveled thousands of miles to Suzhou, and your nephew is right in front of us, but we cannot meet him. What can we do?! In addition, we don't have a single penny left, and food and shelter are problems. Even if we want to go back, we can only beg all the way back. The road is long and full of mountains and rivers, and it will be a suffering to go back..." Xia Qiang sighed deeply, looked at Hu Wei and Zhu Shouren helplessly, and asked in despair.
"I've gone through so much trouble to get here, so I can't just go back like this." Hu Wei shook his head unwillingly.
"But we can't even get close to the military camp, how can we pay a visit to Lord Zhu?" Xia Qiang asked helplessly.
Hu Wei was silent.
At this moment, Uncle Zhu Shouren stroked his beard, smiled proudly, and said confidently, "I have a way."