"Huh?" The man came back to his senses and looked at them.
Tu Xiaoxi and Yun Xing saw his face in profile, fair and clean, full of bookishness, completely unlike the other two rich and wealthy men.
"Nephew Yao Xian, what do you think?"
The young scholar pursed his lips, shook his head slightly, and said in a sincere voice: "Uncle Lin, I was distracted just now."
"Alas," the man who was called Uncle Lin raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think about it. After the death of nephew Zhuo Xian, we will go to Dongping Academy to ask for an explanation after Yi Gong takes Hengxiang."
"This is not something that Dongping Academy wants to explain, but..."
The young scholar stopped and did not continue.
Uncle Lin did not intend to continue the topic and said, "About this matter of the letter of challenge, nephew Yao Xian, what do you think?"
"My opinion..." The young scholar frowned lightly, "It should be a good thing to go to the world to study, but it turned out like this."
Uncle Lin and the other person looked at each other, and Uncle Lin's eyebrows showed a bit of coldness: "My dear nephew, ten generations of your ancestors have been wealthy gentry in Kuozhou. You are a native of Kuozhou, so you should work for the righteous public.
"This talk about studying in the world is just a vanity, not to mention that the purpose of Lianfeng Academy is not pure, and Dongping Academy has not done anything. If it is a poor academy that makes trouble and attracts attention, why do you worry about it?"
The young scholar showed an open-minded attitude and nodded slightly: "Yes, my nephew knows his mistake."
"Then tell me what you think of this challenge."
The young scholar was silent for a moment and said: "I would rather believe that it exists than that it does not exist."
Uncle Lin was obviously dissatisfied with this answer. He twitched his lips, turned to the other person, and continued the discussion.
Not long after, a person came out of the hall and asked Uncle Lin to go back, leaving the other person and the young scholar behind.
"Where is the body of nephew Zhuo Xian now?" Another person asked with concern.
The young scholar said gloomily: "I spent a lot of money and put it in the ice cellar of the government office for the time being. When Yuan Yi's family comes from Kuozhou, we can buy a coffin."
"I heard that nephew Zhuo Xian climbed to the roof while drunk and fell to his death?"
The young scholar looked at him and said nothing.
"Nephew Yao Xian?" Another person looked at his face, "Looking at your expression, you seem to be hiding something?"
After a while, the young scholar said: "Uncle Zhang, it is true, but I don't have conclusive evidence, so it's hard to say nonsense. When I find out everything, I will definitely seek justice for Yuan Yi."
"Oh? There is really a secret," another person said, "Then, why not tell Uncle Zhang what you have at hand first, and Uncle Zhang can analyze it with you?"
The young scholar did not agree. He raised his hand and bowed lightly: "Uncle Zhang, there are still classes tomorrow. Shu Zide will go 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 they had a feeling for no reason that this man had a chill and murderous intent.
After a while, Uncle Zhang finally left.
Tu Xiaoxi leaned on the broom behind him for a long time, and his back felt sore.
She straightened up slightly, and before she could reach out to rub it, Yun Xing suddenly pinched her arm.
The twisting was so severe that she almost screamed and tears rolled down in pain.
"You little bitch," Yun Xing scolded, "I almost got killed by you."
Saying that, Yun Xing tugged hard: "Come here and follow me."
Tu Xiaoxi staggered and suddenly threw Yun Xing's hand away.
She is taller than Yun Xing, and she often does menial work in the village. When it comes to strength confrontation, Yun Xing is no match for her.
Yun Xing turned back to glare at her and cursed angrily: "You are looking for death!"
Tu Xiaoxi grabbed a broom and tried his best to cover up the trembling in his voice: "You come with me now, if not, I will shout for someone to come over, and we will fight to the death."
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"You!" Yun Xing couldn't believe it.
"Grab it." Tu Xiaoxi handed the broom over.
Yun Xing was reluctant and raised her hand to grab it.
Tu Xiaoxi looked around carefully, then led Yun Xing towards the direction where the young scholar had left just now.
The corridor here was quiet and almost deserted. When Liu Junjun's voice in the hall became more and more distant, Yun Xing said: "You little bitch, I'll see what tricks you play. This is Hengxiang, and you can't escape even with your wings."
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Tu Xiaoxi paid no attention to her. He was on guard and looked in all directions.
"You won't get any good fruit to eat." Yun Xing muttered through gritted teeth.
Finding a staircase in a secluded place, 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 were fighting so hard that they didn't dare to express their anger.
But Yun Xing was a "tickler" and was angry, so she pinched Tu Xiaoxi's arm very hard.
Tu Xiaoxi didn't let her bully her this time, he pinched her back so hard that he almost wrenched her flesh out through her clothes.
Yun Xing was so painful that she burst into tears.
At this time, Yun Xing was overjoyed when she saw that the people going upstairs were the clerk and his companions whom she had just ordered to find someone.
"Here!" Yun Xing grabbed Tu Xiaoxi's arm with her backhand, "I caught her!"
When the waiters and companions heard the news, Tu Xiaoxi immediately threw away Yun Xing and slapped her face with the broom in his hand. After swiping away the two waiters who rushed towards her, she quickly ran downstairs.
"Hurry and catch her!" Yun Xing stretched out her finger, "Don't let her run away!"
The three of them chased downstairs. The two guys shouted to catch the thief and asked the people at the west door to stop them.
The broom in Tu Xiaoxi's hand was beating around in random directions. Along the way, the kochia on the broom was thrown all over the ground, and the chickens and dogs were flying.
After grabbing the door and escaping, Tu Xiaoxi gasped for air and looked around blankly. They were all unfamiliar intersections. She randomly chose a direction and continued running.
"Get her!"
"There's a reward for catching her!"
"Catch the thief!"
…
At least five of the guys behind her ran out and chased after her, getting closer and closer.
Tu Xiaoxi turned around and threw the broom that had become an obstacle towards them.
She tried her best, but after being hungry and freezing for several days, her body functions could not sustain it for long.
Suddenly her clothes were grabbed by a waiter, and five or six people rushed up to beat her.
Pedestrians watching the excitement gathered around, and many people made cheers.
Shu Xiaoqing hurriedly pushed aside the crowd, wanting to grab a few money bags and leave. When she glanced at the person being beaten, Shu Xiaoqing was stunned, it was her!
Today, those big men took her to many restaurants and brothels, but they all came back without success. She really couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get there.
Shu Xiaoqing rolled her eyes and immediately turned around and left.
"Don't slap me in the face!" Yun Xing ran up from behind and said loudly, "You don't want her to slap you in the face!"
A few guys stopped.
Yun Xing stepped forward, reached out and pinched Tu Xiaoxi's arm: "Run! You run!"
Tu Xiaoxi kicked her hard in the stomach, knocking her to the ground.
