Xuanxia

Chapter 413 Watch
"Hey, Jiaojiao, you're back?"

In the small courtyard, Fu Qingzhou, who had just finished practicing with the sword, turned his head and happened to see Tang Jiao pushing open the gate and walking in.

Being very observant, he immediately noticed that Tang Jiao's eyes were a little red and her expression was very listless.

"What's wrong Jiaojiao?"

He put away the knife and strode forward: "Someone bullied you?"

Tang Jiao pursed her lips and shook her head.

Fu Qingzhou was so smart that he guessed it immediately: "You found the person related to the old case? But he refused to help you?"

"Um……"

Tang Jiao lowered her head and whispered, "I found Uncle Nan who protected me and sent me away from Beijing."

In a few words, she narrated what had happened to her in Chang'an Lane.

Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly when he heard this, took Tang Jiao's hand, and sat down at the stone table nearby.

"What do you think about this matter?" he asked softly.

Tang Jiao lowered her eyes: "I don't know... I believe Uncle Nan must know something, but even he is unwilling to say it. I really have no other choice, brother, I really have no other choice."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and patted the back of her hand: "Jiaojiao, you know, this can't be rushed."

Tang Jiao raised her head, tears in her eyes.

"I've been to Mingjian Pavilion, and I've heard Li Jingzhe mention that case. It's not a simple case..." Fu Qingzhou said slowly, "You also know that in that case, there were more than 80 officials involved, and the other related people were countless."

"Whether this case involves corruption or political party struggles, it is definitely not a simple case. There must be extremely terrifying people and forces behind it... Your Uncle Nan once held a high position, but now he is willing to teach in a small alley. Have you ever thought about why?"

Tang Jiao blinked, seeming to understand something.

"You said that he wasn't worried about anything." Fu Qingzhou continued: "This is inaccurate."

Tang Jiao asked softly, "Brother, what you mean is that Uncle Nan may not care about himself, but he cares about others?"

"Yes."

Fu Qingzhou nodded and said, "Does your Uncle Nan have a wife or daughter?"

"Of course." Tang Jiao blurted out, and then realized something: "But he lives alone..."

"He must have touched something terrible." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "He dared to take a huge risk to rescue you, which shows that he is not the kind of person who is afraid of death... But everyone has a weak spot, and he doesn't want to hurt his relatives because of this."

"It's the same now. He doesn't want you to take risks to investigate what happened back then. He's afraid that you'll get into danger. But he can't tell you about this because you definitely won't give up just because of a little danger. So, he can only put on a cold face and drive you away."

He sighed softly: "Jiaojiao, after knowing this, what are you going to do?"

Tang Jiao's eyes regained some luster: "I won't give up."

"But Mr. Nan will not tell you everything easily." Fu Qingzhou said.

"I see."

Tang Jiao nodded vigorously: "I will find a way...but brother, if this happens, I won't be able to help you for a while."

"What are you talking about?" Fu Qingzhou laughed, "I am the one who is ashamed. I promised to help you investigate, but after coming to the capital, I have been busy running around and failed to help you."

Tang Jiao shook her head heavily and said seriously, "Brother, your matter is very important, very important. Whether it is Brother Yue's matter or finding Xiaoyue's brother, human lives are at stake and we cannot delay for a moment. In comparison, it doesn't matter if Jiaojiao is a little slower."

As she said that, she stood up and smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, big brother, you just focus on your own things, I can arrange it myself~ When I need it, I will come to you for help."

……

Around 9:00 p.m. the next day, in Chang'an Lane.

Nan Muzhi's voice was heard from the small private school.

"Today's morning reading ends now... Go, and come back around 3 p.m." The children in the private school responded in unison with a childish and happy voice, and then rushed out of the private school like a group of wild horses that had broken free from their reins.

Nan Muzhi was the last to leave. He was packing his books when he suddenly noticed that the sunlight coming from the door was blocked by a figure.

Turning around, it was Tang Jiao standing in the morning light.

"you……"

Nan Muzhi was clearly stunned.

"Uncle Nan." Tang Jiao chuckled and said, "You said that if your niece just wants to talk to you about the past, you would welcome it, right?"

Nan Muzhi looked at her helplessly and said nothing.

Tang Jiao walked up to him and helped him put away the books on the table. Nan Muzhi shook his head, ignored the books, turned around and left the private school.

Of course, Tang Jiao followed immediately.

She followed Nan Muzhi back to the shabby house again, watching him put the books on the bookshelf, and suddenly asked softly, "Uncle, what do you usually teach them?"

"..."

Nan Muzhi sighed and replied, "I will teach you everything I know, including the various schools of thought and the classics."

"That's great." Tang Jiao walked to the other side and naturally helped to tidy up the messy hut: "Uncle, will they also pass the imperial examination in the future?"

"I will."

Nan Muzhi's eyes showed a trace of yearning, but at the same time he was struggling: "But even if they don't take the imperial examinations, just being an ordinary person is also very good...Reading can help you understand the world and human relations, which is always better than being ignorant and confused."

After saying this, he clearly felt a little regretful.

He was unwilling to talk about Tang Zhun's old case yesterday, but now he says that he should understand the world and human relations and not let people be ignorant. It is clearly a bit of a slap in his own face.

But Tang Jiao didn't seem to notice it, she just smiled and said, "Uncle is really righteous."

After that, she continued to pack those things.

Nan Muzhi lived in a very rough place, with things placed randomly. Tang Jiao began to classify and arrange things quickly, and even took out a towel from somewhere and began to wipe the dust off the bookshelf and old books...

Seeing this, Nan Muzhi didn't know what to say.

After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and simply sat down at the desk. He picked up a pen and began to circle something in a book, as if he was preparing a lesson plan for later.

Tang Jiao was not curious either. She just smiled quietly and busied herself cleaning the house, like a diligent and quiet junior.

In the distance, on the roof of a dilapidated hut in Chang'an Lane, Fu Qingzhou sat leisurely, looking at everything in the hut from afar.

"Are you concerned about sister Tang Jiao?"

Qiu Chan's voice came from behind.

Fu Qingzhou tilted his head slightly and saw Qiu Chan falling down silently like a cicada.

"How did you come?"

He was a little surprised: "Didn't you go to Xiangyanzhai?"

"They're all in the south of the city, not far away." Qiu Chan sat down next to him, hugged her knees with both hands, and looked towards Nan Muzhi's hut: "Is she planning to slowly influence that old man?"

"We have to give it a try." Fu Qingzhou said leisurely, "If we have finished our work here and she hasn't, then we can talk about it later."

After saying that, he tilted his head and glanced at Qiu Chan: "So, how is your junior sister doing?"

Qiu Chan raised the corner of her mouth: "It's almost time, let's do it tonight."

(End of this chapter)