Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 1650: Chapter 1650: Lord Qiansui (Part 2)

”Little Beggar, how dare you steal things!”

”I’ll beat you to death!”

”Dare to steal again? Dare you!!”

The shouting floated in through the window beside her. Chuzheng glanced outside.

A little beggar dressed in rags was curled up on the ground, and a man was kicking and punching him.

Only when the stolen bun fell out of the beggar’s arms did the man stop, picking up the bun and throwing it to the Da Huang dog nearby.

”Pah!”

The man spat in disgust and went back into his bun shop.

The little beggar, barely conscious from the beating, lay on the ground, watching the Da Huang dog eat with gusto,

”Assistant.”

Chuzheng called out.

The shop assistant hurried over: ”What else do you need, sir?”

”Send some food to him,” Chuzheng gestured to the little beggar outside.

The shop assistant looked over at the beggar: ”Sir, there’s been a famine these past two years, lots of beggars around town. How far can you go?”

Chuzheng cast a cold glance at the shop assistant.

The assistant shivered, his expression stiffened for a moment, and he quickly replied: ”I’m sorry, sir. I’ll go there right away.”

The shop assistant took some food outside, handed it to the beggar, then pointed to Chuzheng.

The little beggar peeked through the window, his eyes dark and clear, like gems untouched by the world’s dust.

[Congratulations to the young lady for receiving a Thank-You Card ×1]

Chuzheng held her teacup, sipped the tea.

This good deed didn’t go unrewarded, at least there’s a card.

-

Chuzheng left the inn, and the little beggar hadn’t gone. He clutched the food given by the shop assistant, curled in the corner outside the inn.

When he saw her come out, the beggar immediately stood up, bowed from afar, then bolted away.

Chuzheng: ”???

Chuzheng didn’t have time to focus on the little beggar; she was busy splurging money.

With so much money, how should she spend it...

Suddenly, Chuzheng thought of something, her eyes lit up instantly.

Nothing can defeat me, this poor little thing!

I can do it!

Chuzheng secretly clenched her fist.

Chuzheng raided nearby grain stores, then hired people to turn these grains into food, delivering them to places where beggars gathered.

Chuzheng did this for two consecutive days. The whole city knew there was a kind-hearted girl giving out food for free.

When the time came, many beggars gathered nearby, waiting to get food.

Chuzheng received several Thank-You Cards.

This was likely her smoothest world for receiving Thank-You Cards.

Chuzheng didn’t choose the Capital City immediately; she directly rented a house nearby.

The little beggar seemed to know she lived here, and every few days, he would leave something on the steps outside her residence.

Sometimes flowers, sometimes wild fruits...

One morning, Chuzheng opened the door and saw the little beggar placing a bunch of wildflowers.

The door suddenly opened, the little beggar was startled, glanced quickly at the door, and turned to run.

”Stop!” Chuzheng called out.

The little beggar’s steps halted abruptly.

Chuzheng rested her fingers on the vermilion door, her gaze swept over the items on the steps: ”No need to give me anything, I don’t need these.”

The little beggar glanced back at her, pressed his lips, and ran away.

Every couple of days, the little beggar came again.

Chuzheng: ”...”

You’re here to create trash, aren’t you!

Chuzheng couldn’t be bothered with him; if he likes it, he can do whatever.

She’s very busy.

The beggar persisted for over half a year, and then Chuzheng didn’t see anything outside her residence nor did she see the little beggar.

-

Five years later.

The Capital City.

The carriage leisurely entered the city, with white jade hanging from its corners, tassels and bells jingling beneath.

A young girl, with two buns in her hair, drove the carriage, looking mischievous and clever.

The girl brought the carriage to an inn, jumped down, ran into the inn, returned shortly, lifted open the curtain, and said inside: ”Miss, there’s still room, shall we stay here?”

The person inside the carriage responded with a soft ’hmm’.

The girl immediately took a stool from nearby, placing it under the carriage.

The carriage swayed lightly, and a slender figure bent out, stepping onto the stool.

She was also a young girl, around sixteen or seventeen.

Her moon-white clothes contrasted her fair skin, features exquisite and pure, beneath long and dense lashes, her eyes dark and clear, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, appearing cool and indifferent, as if nothing in the world could catch her eye.

Elegance and dignity were evident in every move she made, her cool and distant aura adding a touch of authority.

Chuzheng looked up at the inn’s sign.

In five years, her body had grown from a weak child to a graceful young woman.

Chuzheng returned sooner than the original owner did in the timeline.

This timing was about half a year before Zhu Dongfeng’s marriage, so Zhu Dongfeng and that Eldest Princess probably hadn’t interacted much.

Chuzheng first stayed at the inn, then sent Jin Zhi, the girl driving the carriage, to find a residence.

Jin Zhi was hired by Chuzheng at a high price.

Skilled in both literature and martial arts, essential for home and travel.

Jin Zhi was efficient, found a residence the next day.

”Miss, the residence is quite large, but it’s a bit remote, relatively quiet.” Jin Zhi described the residence to Chuzheng.

”Quiet is good.” It’s hard to sleep in noisy places.

”Shall we settle on this then?”

”Hmm.”

-

Jin Zhi completed all residence formalities, then took her over.

”Make way for important people!”

As Chuzheng’s group reached the main street, a procession approached.

People ahead were banging drums and chanting ’make way for important people’.

The citizens moved aside, not bowing exaggeratedly, but heads were lowered, not daring to look up.

Jin Zhi drove the carriage to the side, letting the procession pass first.

Chuzheng lifted the carriage curtain to look outside.

A large procession with a soft sedan chair in the middle, surrounded by light veils, faintly revealing a woman inside.

Chuzheng’s gaze stayed on the sedan for a few seconds and then moved, landing on the man beside the sedan.

The man, handsome with a gallant posture, rode a white horse alongside the sedan.

If the original’s memories were correct, that man would be Zhu Dongfeng.

So inside the sedan, it should be the princess he intends to marry?

Zhu Dongfeng didn’t resemble the youthful image from the original’s deep impression.

He was now a grown man; his demeanor and aura differed greatly from his youth.

Zhu Dongfeng was quite handsome; perhaps a dream lover for many girls.

Zhu Dongfeng’s horse was nearing Chuzheng’s position, and his gaze met Chuzheng’s.

The girl held the curtain, revealing half her face, beauty partially concealed, ethereal in appearance.

The girl’s eyes were fixed on him, across the distance, Zhu Dongfeng couldn’t make out her emotions.

Just as Zhu Dongfeng attempted to look closely, the girl in the carriage lowered the curtain, blocking his view.