Jiaohua

Chapter 1092
One person looked at him: "Nephew Yao Xian?"

"Huh?" The man returned to his senses and looked at them.

Tu Xiaoxi and Yun Xing saw his side face, fair and clean, full of bookishness, he was completely different from the other two wealthy and rich lords.

"Nephew Yao Xian, what do you think?"

The young scholar pursed his lips, shook his head lightly, and said sincerely, "Uncle Lin, I just lost my mind."

"Hey," the man called Uncle Lin raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think about it, the death of Nephew Zhuo Xian, after Yigong takes Hengxiang, we will go to Dongping Academy to ask for an explanation."

"This is not what Dongping Academy wants to say, but..."

The young scholar stopped and didn't continue talking.

Uncle Lin didn't intend to continue the topic, and said, "What's your opinion on this gauntlet, nephew Yao Xian?"

"My opinion..." The young scholar frowned slightly, "It should be a good thing to go to the world to discuss studies this time, but it turned out like this."

Uncle Lin and the other person looked at each other, and Uncle Lin's brows were a bit cold: "Nephew, your ancestors have been wealthy gentry in Kuozhou for ten generations, and you are a native of Kuozhou, so you should do things for Yigong." This is nothing but vanity, not to mention Lianfeng Academy's purpose is not pure, and Dongping Academy has done nothing. If you want it to be a poor academy to make trouble there and get all the attention, why do you worry about it?"

The young scholar put on an attitude of humbly accepting the teaching, and nodded slightly: "Yes, my nephew knows his mistake."

"Then tell me what you think of this gauntlet."

The young scholar was silent for a while, and said: "It's better to believe in something than nothing."

Uncle Lin was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, pulled his lips, turned to another person, and continued the discussion.

Not long after, one person came out of the hall and went to find Uncle Lin, while the other remained with the young scholar.

"Where is nephew Zhuo Xian's body now?" Another person asked with concern.

The young scholar said sullenly: "It took a lot of money to put it in the ice cellar of the government office for the time being, and wait for Yuan Yi's family to come from Kuozhou before buying the coffin."

"I heard that Nephew Zhuo Xian climbed up to the roof drunk and fell to his death?"

The young scholar glanced at him, but didn't make a sound.

"Nephew Yao Xian?" The other person scrutinized his face, "From your expression, there seems to be something hidden?"

After a while, the young scholar said: "Uncle Zhang, it is true, but I don't have conclusive evidence, so I can't talk nonsense. After I investigate and clear it up, I will definitely seek justice for Yuan Yi."

"Oh? It's really hidden," another person said, "Then, why don't you tell Uncle Zhang what you have in hand first, and Uncle Zhang will analyze it with you?"

The young scholar didn't agree, he raised his hand and bowed lightly: "Uncle Zhang, there is still homework tomorrow, Shu Zide is going back to school first."

The young scholar left, but the middle-aged man named Uncle Zhang was still standing there, looking at the young scholar's back.

Due to the angle, Tu Xiaoxi and Yun Xing couldn't see his face, but for no reason they had a feeling that there was a chill and murderous intent on this person.

After a while, Uncle Zhang finally left.

Tu Xiaoxi leaned on the broom behind him for a long time, his back was sore and aching.

She straightened her waist slightly, before reaching out to rub her arm, Yun Xing pinched her arm suddenly.

She twisted so hard that she almost cried out, tears rolled down in pain.

"You little bastard," Yun Xing scolded in a low voice, "you almost killed me."

As she said that, Yun Xing tugged hard: "Come here, follow me."

Tu Xiaoxi staggered, and suddenly threw Yun Xing's hand away.

She is taller than Yun Xing, and she does rough work in the village from time to time, if you really want to talk about strength confrontation, Yun Xing is not her opponent at all.

Yun Xing turned her head to stare at her, and cursed angrily, "You're courting death!"

Tu Xiaoxi grabbed a broom and tried his best to hide the trembling in his voice: "You come with me now, if not, I will call for someone to come here, and I will fight to the death with you."

"You!" Yun Xing couldn't believe it.

"Hold on." Tu Xiaoxi handed over the broom.

Unwilling, Yun Xing raised her hand to grab it.

Tu Xiaoxi looked around carefully, and led Yun Xing towards the direction where the young scholar left just now.

The corridor here is quiet and there is almost no one there, when Liu Junjun's voice in the hall got farther and farther away, Yun Xing said: "Little bastard, I'll see what tricks you play, this is Hengxiang, you can't escape even if you put your wings on it. "

Tu Xiaoxi ignored her, and kept his whole body on guard, watching all directions.

"You won't have good fruit to eat." Yun Xing gritted her teeth and muttered.

He found a staircase in a secluded place, and Tu Xiaoxi only stepped down two steps when he heard the sound of footsteps going upstairs.

She pulled the broom and dragged Yun Xing to hide in a corner.

The two girls fought so hard that they didn't dare to breathe.

But Yun Xing was a "hands-on" and was angry, so she twisted Tu Xiaoxi's arm very hard again.

Tu Xiaoxi didn't let her bully him this time, he pinched her back hard, almost wringing her flesh out through his clothes.

Yun Xing was in so much pain that tears came out.

At this time, seeing clearly that the people who went upstairs were the buddy she ordered to find someone and his companions, Yun Xing was overjoyed.

"Here!" Yun Xing grabbed Tu Xiaoxi's arm with her backhand, "I caught her!"

When the buddies and companions heard their reputation, Tu Xiaoxi immediately threw Yun Xing away, and slapped her face with the broom in her hand. After swiping away the two rushing buddies, she quickly ran downstairs.

"Grab her!" Yun Xing stretched out her finger, "Don't let her get away!"

The three of them chased down the stairs, and the two men yelled to catch the thief, but they were stopped by the people at the west door.

The broom in Tu Xiaoxi's hand was beating indiscriminately, passing along the road, the Kochia grass on the broom was thrown all over the ground, and the chickens flew like dogs.

After grabbing the door and escaping, Tu Xiaoxi panted heavily, and looked around blankly, seeing all the intersections and intersections she didn't know, she chose a direction at random and continued to run wildly.

"Catch her!"

"There is a reward for catching her!"

"Catch that thief!"

……

At least five guys ran out from behind, chasing after her, getting closer and closer.

Tu Xiaoxi turned around and threw the broom, which was already in the way, towards them.

She tried her best, but after several days of starvation and freezing, her body could not last long.

The clothes were suddenly grabbed by a guy, followed by five or six people who rushed up to beat her.

Pedestrians who watched the excitement gathered around, and many people booed.

Shu Xiaoqing hastily moved away from the crowd, trying to fumble for a few purses while leaving, and glanced at the person being beaten, Shu Xiaoqing was taken aback, it was her!
Today those big men led her to many restaurants and brothels, but they all returned without success.

Shu Xiaoqing rolled her eyes and immediately turned around and left.

"Don't slap your face!" Yun Xing ran up from behind and said loudly, "You don't want her to slap your face!"

A few guys stopped.

Yun Xing stepped forward, stretched out her hand and twisted Tu Xiaoxi's arm vigorously: "Run! Run!"

Tu Xiaoxi kicked her hard on the stomach, kicking her to the ground.

　Thank you for the reward in April Weiyu~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)