After all, there are so many beggars in the world, how can I help you one by one? It is still important to have a state affairs.

Thinking of this, the old man raised his horse whip and rode his horse to walk.

"Uncle, be careful of the trap!" A shout rang out.

However, Zhou Qinchuan saw that the old man was about to pass through the pits, and was afraid that he would not understand and would lose his mind. He kindly reminded him.

This is the life-saving benefactor. Although he was about to leave without saying a few words, he didn't know who he was. It was difficult to express his gratitude, but he couldn't see him suffer a loss.

This kid is in a good mood.

The old man skillfully controlled the horse and gently avoided the trap. He had seen many storms and waves, and even personally directed and participated in the war that turned the tide. Several small traps were no problem for him.

However, he could understand Zhou Qinchuan's kindness, and he felt a little unreasonable if he left like this, so he could just give him a guide to a place to go.

"Young man walked north along the canal. When he arrived in Zhangqiu area, he would not go hungry as long as he had the strength!"

The sound gradually drifted away. Before the two riders disappeared, the knight who came to report the news looked back at Zhou Qinchuan.

It seems that the master has some affection for this young beggar. At present, the state affairs have not forgotten to instruct him to go to Zhang Qiu to make a living. It is the new left-level censor who manages the Yellow River and the canal. Should I say hello when I pass by north?

He was strong? But Zhou Qinchuan secretly complained after hearing the old man's explanation, asking himself to sell coolies. This bowl of rice is not delicious.
Chapter completed!