Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress-Chapter 16 - Copper Mirror_1

Outside, the chill wind was still blowing and the snow was fluttering.

It was only a street away from the vegetable market on Front Street.

Mu Caiwei quickened her steps and soon arrived at the entrance of the Front Street Market.

At that time, the market had not yet dispersed, and a large crowd of people were gathered together, discussing, sighing, or cursing…

“Oh, what a pity, an old man dying on the street, and no one to even collect the body.”

“What a sin!

That cold-hearted horse carriage…”

Cai Wei blocked out the public’s anger and cursing, pushing through the crowd to the old beggar’s side, and crouched down.

On the bluish stone slab road, the old beggar with white hair, was curled up.

His face was grey and the blood he spewed out was stuck to his white beard, frozen into red lumps of ice.

His full head of white hair looked distressing.

Mu Caiwei bore the heaviness in her heart, reached out to feel the old begger’s breath.

In the cold wind, the old beggar’s breath was as thin as a thread, if not observed carefully, one would think he was already dead.

The man was not dead.

Cai Wei’s heart shook, she stood upright, and her eyes searched the onlookers: “Fellow villagers, the old beggar is not dead yet, is there any kind-hearted person willing to help me carry him to the medical center.”

Immediately, someone in the crowd said, “Hey!

Girl, this old fellow is clearly done for, you shouldn’t waste your effort.

The doctor in the medical center just said, even if Hua Tuo were alive, he couldn’t revive him.”

“Exactly, girl, not to mention saving him, even if he could be saved, who could afford the cost of his medicine?

The old beggar is in his seventies or eighties, I’m afraid even if he’s saved he’s useless, living would be suffering, it’s better to die cleanly.”

“Right…”

“That’s it…”

People kept agreeing in the crowd.

Faced with the indifference of the world, Caiwei suppressed her inner grief and anger and tried to say calmly, “Fellow villagers, although I don’t understand the great principles, I do grasp the concept of respecting the elderly.

How would you feel if it was your family member lying here instead?

Everyone reaches old age, everyone faces difficulties, if one day, you were in the old beggar’s shoes, how would you feel?

Today, even if the old beggar really cannot be saved, we can help him so he doesn’t have to die so tragically, we don’t have to put all the effort to avoid helping, do we?”

“Good!

The girl has spoken well!”

From outside the crowd, a strong vibrant shout rang out.

When Cai Wei looked up, she saw a short and fat old man, with a round face, square mouth, and a sparse goat’s beard.

He was about sixty or seventy years old, wearing a green satin coat with a ‘fortune’ character on it.

The collar and cuffs of his jacket were lined with rabbit fur, which told that he was a man of some wealth.

The old man squeezed into the crowd, gratefully looked at Cai Wei, and loudly said , “Good girl, you truly are kind-hearted and understand reason, not like those brutes, who only know how to watch idle gossips and talk nonsense, ignoring people’s lives!”

“Oh, Manager Li, it’s the new year, who are you cursing indirectly?” Someone in the crowd called out discontentedly.

The old man stiffened his neck and scolded the questioner, “I’m cursing those unfeeling bastards who won’t lift a finger to help others in danger.

Why are you so eager to pick up the curse?”

The scolded man immediately raged, rolling up his sleeves and retorting, “Damn it, Manager Li, just because you’re a bit older and we come from the same place, I respectfully call you Manager.

But you actually think you’re something!

You’re nothing more than a keeper of a dying rag manor, what’s there to be arrogant about?

You dare call me an unfeeling bastard, watch me beat you screaming for your mother!”

The man charged over.

Mu Caiwei clenched her fists, squinting her sharp eyes, and found the best attack angle, ready to defeat the enemy in one move.

“Cough…Cough…”

Without warning, the old beggar on the ground, who was almost dead, suddenly began to cough.

“Oh my God, what’s going on, this old guy is actually alive again!” The man who had rushed over in a fight, forgot to punch, his eyes wide open in shock, as big as a bull’s egg!

“Oh, look at that, the old beggar isn’t dead yet?” Manager Li cried out in surprise.

“Cough…Old fart, I’m fine for time being.

I won’t die just yet…” The old beggar stuttered.

The old beggar revived, and there was an immediate uproar in the crowd.

“Oh my, it’s incredible!

The legend was true about this old fart having some magical powers.

“This is really a miracle.

It’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone come back from the dead!”

“What do you mean come back to life?

Maybe it’s just a last resurgence of his strength!”

With the crowds murmuring, Manager Li didn’t bother to argue with the old beggar.

He bent down and skillfully grabbed the old beggar’s arm, placing his hand on the beggar’s pulse.

A moment later, the old shopkeeper’s face was as gloomy as a pot of water.

“Old Beggar, your injuries are too severe.

I can’t save you.

Do you have any way to save yourself?”

“No!” The old beggar blandly replied, with such a casual tone as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The sky was getting colder and the wind fiercer, blowing thick dark clouds over the sun.

It seemed like it was going to snow.

Cai Wei looked at the sky, stepped forward and whispered, “Manager Li, it’s freezing.

We should move the old man to the medical center to prevent him from catching a cold.”

The old beggar heard Cai Wei’s voice, managed to open his eyes, took a look at her, and gasped, “The girl is indeed beautiful, and she’s destined to be extremely wealthy and famous in the future.

What a pity that the old beggar won’t be able to see it!”

Cai Wei persuaded, “Old man, don’t be sentimental.

I’m going to take you to the clinic right now.

I’m sure you will recover.”

“Heh heh…” The old beggar laughed, then laboriously raised his hand and fumbled in his torn coat, saying, “My time has come, and it’s time for me to go.

Thank you, girl, for standing up for old beggar.

The old beggar has no way to repay you.

Here’s a mirror for you to reflect on.”

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized copper mirror from his torn coat and handed it over.