[Communication without trust will become an insurmountable gap]

"Look! Master Xunhuangying! This!"

A lamb stuffed animal with wide eyes was carried by her, and she looked happily at Xunhuang Ying standing by, looking for his joy.

However, Xunhuangying couldn't understand what was so fun about this stupid-looking lamb puppet, and frowned at her, not knowing what to do with it.

"What's wrong?"

"Does it look good?"

"Ah? What's so good about this...looking silly..."

That sheep's eyes are too big for a real sheep, its body is too round, its limbs are too short, and it shouldn't look good either emotionally or rationally.

"Ugh..." She looked at Xunhuang Ying aggrievedly, and looked at the small vendor selling dolls a little at a loss. She collapsed and wiped her sweat in embarrassment, and smiled stiffly.

"Ahaha, kid...and this...this is absolutely beautiful!"

The red-haired vendor slowly took out a giant dragon puppet. This kind of carefully carved puppet must have taken a lot of effort. The dragon's head was glaring with anger, its body was tall and strong, and its tail was thick.

Turn it thin, hold your head high, and just spray fireworks, which is majestic.

But she doesn't like it...she doesn't even look at it.

He only held the sheep puppet in his hand and waved it in front of Xunhuangying.

"Lord Xunhuangying! I want this!"

"Ha...I don't like..." Xunhuangying put his hand into the inner pocket of his clothes, took out a grain of gold, and put it on the table reluctantly and strangely.

He glanced at the store owner's even more surprised and unable to close his mouth, frowned again, and said the unfinished words: "But if you want to buy it, I guess it's okay..."

His original intention was not to raise a child on the road, but he suddenly regretted leaving his sheep.

He thought that he should not leave his sheep and let his sheep face everything alone, but he could not let go of the bad environment he would have to face when he returned.

Therefore, he suddenly forgave himself for leaving, just as he gave himself a vacation. When he goes back, his sheep will naturally accept his arrival, and then return everything to its original origin.

That would be perfect.

He didn't care about this little royal girl, and he didn't need to deliberately accommodate her. He just felt helpless and pitiful seeing her cry for so long.

Okay, okay, Xunhuangying, you are not a so-called benevolent person. In his eyes, this little girl is completely dispensable. Buying this little toy for her is really...a bit...what...

…

Pretentious?

The puppet seller was an old man with red hair, holding the grain of gold with withered fingers, and tears streaming from the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

He raised his head tremblingly and looked at Xunhuangying. Xunhuangying had no expression, but he was also watching him with some inexplicable doubts.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man knelt down tremblingly and kowtowed repeatedly, causing the girl to take a step back and all the vendors around him to look over.

The noisy downtown suddenly became quiet for a moment, mixed with whispers in unfamiliar languages.

"Dear Sir! Dear Sir!"

The old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately as if begging for mercy. Xunhuang Shadow did not lower his head, and his eyes looked slightly confused. The girl was originally standing next to the tall Xunhuang Shadow. She was startled by the sudden movement of the old man and hurriedly ran away.

He walked to Xunhuangying's side, hid under Xunhuangying's black robe, exposed his head, and held the lamb puppet he just bought in his arms.

Her eyes were pure, not at all cloudy like those of the old man.

She was also confused, but more of a confused fear.

"Dear Sir..."

The old man's hoarse voice was like calling the sky that would not respond.

"Please don't embarrass our family anymore... Please don't embarrass our family anymore... I am old, so I beg you for our family... Please... Please...

ah……"

The old man kowtowed loudly, and there was nothing but sand and gravel stuck on his wrinkled skin. All the vendors, including Xunhuangying, could see the dust flying on his dry red hair.

Everyone's eyes were also focused on the old man and Xunhuangying.

Why did this "special" adult... not let go of the kneeling old man...

This made Xunhuangying's right foot move a small step on the ground, and he put his hand on her head to comfort her who was frightened.

"Please! Please! The eldest of my family has been beaten all over and bruised, and the younger one is also disabled. Only this small stall can survive, relying on some knitting and sewing skills... Sir

Just let us go...just let us go..."

"..." Xunhuangying couldn't say a word. He looked around and saw everyone's frightened eyes.

In this small downtown area, people are poor in linen clothes and cannot afford to wear dyed black clothes. Even the villain next to him is only in linen clothes, with no shoes and feet exposed, and is draped half-shoulder. There is really no murder weapon or conspiracy.

Word……

The last time he saw someone kneel down and beg him like this, it was that person's son who had committed a crime and should be executed. Naturally, he had no room for mercy.

But now, the law is unclear and difficult to reason. In a small village that still belongs to the royal family, he can't figure out the ins and outs and can't interfere in what's going on. He can only watch him and kowtow.

For both emotional and rational reasons, he should not squat down to ask the old man to stop kowtowing. As a king, if these people of any generation who do not know the son of God knew that he was a king...he wanted to "take a vacation", they would

to his sheep's ears.

But it's not that easy.

Therefore, Xunhuangying was stunned for a moment, then snorted and shouted seriously.

"Why am I making things difficult for you?! You have to explain it clearly! I just bought something from you!"

Originally I just wanted to ask, but the old man looked up in surprise.

"ah!!"

The old man hurriedly knelt down and dragged his knees to crawl to Xunhuangying's feet.

Xunhuangying's forward steps came back, and she hid on the other side of Xunhuangying in panic.

"My lord! My lord! Do you know what this is?!"

The old man raised his hand and once again held the gold particles given by Xunhuangying in front of Xunhuangying.

Xunhuangying looked at the ordinary gold particles glowing in the sun, but he couldn't imagine that it had any special qualities that would make people kneel down and kowtow.

"This is not for villains like us!"

The old man cried, his hoarse voice hot and harsh.

"You can either give me a copper corner to buy this craft piece directly, or you can give me a silver particle so that I can find it for you, but you can't give me a precious piece of gold! I can't find the money for the craft piece, so this transaction will be in vain.

That’s all, I’m afraid that the villains like me will hide the precious gold secretly! But we will be convicted and imprisoned! The villains are the big ones..."

Only then did Xunhuang Ying come to his senses. He usually talked with the people in the palace and knew that gold and silver were common things. Those dignitaries could make countless gold and silver as soon as they disposed of them. The memorial he reported to Yang was that the country was peaceful and the people were living and working in peace and contentment.

There is no celebration today, but there will be a good harvest tomorrow, and there will be no one crying over a copper horn...

Xunhuangying waved his hand, collected the gold particles again, and put them into his pocket. The old man slumped down as if he was relieved. His old spine made an explosion, and blood dripped on the sand where she had just touched it.

Stone.

A copper horn was placed on her stall, Xunhuangying walked through the crowd, took her hand, and left without looking back.

This was the last village he passed through in the country of sheep.
Chapter completed!