Chapter 74: Sending letters, tragedy always has hidden feelings
When Nan Quan heard about the establishment of the school, he danced with joy.
"You don't know, my biggest wish is to build Xiaolin Academy across the country so that all children who cannot afford a teacher can study."
After the excitement, he looked embarrassed again.
"Master Qin, people like me have gone to help you run a school, so your palm print matters may have to be postponed."
Qin Shaobai was both funny and touched. He really didn't expect that this legendary figure in the martial arts world would care so much about his promise to him.
"What about the palm print?"
When Song Ci asked, Qin Shaobai told him that he wanted to collect the palm prints of everyone in Nanyang County.
After saying that, he turned his head away and pretended to look away.
I wonder how Song Ci would laugh at such an unexpected thing.
"This is a good idea, but..."
Song Ci looked at Mr. Nan Quan and smiled. Nan Quan's eyes were so anxious that he didn't know where to put his hands, and he was circling around Song Ci.
"It's just nothing, Mr. Song, tell me, I, Nan Quan, can see if I can do my best."
"Of course I know Mr. Nanquan's power, but what I want to do is not just collect the palm prints of people in Nanyang County, but whether I can establish a national palm print database."
When Nan Quan heard this, he suddenly felt like a deflated basketball.
Qin Shaobai's eyes suddenly jumped up and became bright and clear.
"Master Song is Master Song. He thinks much more carefully than us roughnecks. However, I, an old man like me, am unable to help with the palm prints in this country."
Seeing Nan Quan's frustrated look, Song Ci and Qin Shaobai both laughed.
"Mr. Nanquan, we know your feelings for us very well. Besides, aren't you helping us now? Helping us build schools and helping us protect those children."
Nan Quan immediately laughed: "Yes, when it comes to finding people to work and find people to be bodyguards, I, Nan Quan, have to be second. No one dares to say first."
Nanquan not only promised to contribute his own money and efforts, he also said that he would encourage other shops in Nanyang County to contribute money and efforts, so that all children in Nanyang County who want to study must have books to read.
"I will go to Wangxiang Tower to find Old Man Jin right now. Don't underestimate Old Man Jin. He is hiding very deep. The palm technique used by his little girl is actually..."
Seeing that the two of them were waiting for him to continue speaking seriously, Nan Quan suddenly stopped and instantly changed the topic: "Is that little girl still unconscious? Although that little girl is unruly, she is like this all of a sudden. It is really pitiful.
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The chat scene that was originally quite relaxed was suddenly made gloomy by Nan Quan.
Qin Shaobai didn't speak, but the sadness in his eyes was extremely obvious: "Have you not seen Jin Zhaoning for several days? Will she blame me?"
When Song Ci saw Qin Shaobai acting like this, he naturally understood the reason, but he couldn't explain it clearly in front of Nan Quan, so he had to smile awkwardly and said that he would write a letter now to report the collection of palm prints to the court.
Of course, Nan Quan realized that he had chosen an inappropriate topic. Seeing that the two of them were busy doing their own business, he made an excuse and said that he was going to go find a place to build a school with Jin Guizhen, and left the county government office in a hurry.
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"If you're worried, just go over and take a look." Song Ci didn't raise his head, seemingly unintentionally and intentionally.
"It's okay, Xiaolan said, he asked the princess to give Zhao Ning a bottle of Snow Flower Life Pills. That little girl will be fine for the time being."
"Snow Flower Yangmei Pill?"
Song Ci was thoughtful: "That girl Xiaolan said she got it by begging the princess?"
"Well, Mr. Song, is this Snow Flower Yangming Pill a miracle medicine? I think Xiaolan was very sure when she said that this medicine can stabilize Zhaoning's disease."
Song Ci glanced at Qin Shaobai, but frowned slightly: "Shaobai, that girl Xiaolan has been extremely kind and righteous to you."
Qin Shaobai didn't understand this sentence, and just as he was about to ask what it meant, Xiao Shan rushed in.
"Master Qin, Master Song, you are all here, there is another murder case on Yanshan Mountain."
Song and Qin both stopped what they were doing and asked in unison: "But the child?"
Xiao Shan nodded, and seeing the two adults' expressions changing drastically, he quickly said: "Two adults, don't be anxious, haven't you finished talking about your humble duties?"
"Then why don't you tell me quickly, what's going on?"
"Shaobai, if you didn't rush him, didn't you see that he was also running towards me, sweating profusely? Xiao Shan, please speak slowly."
"Master Hui Song, Master Hui Qin, the dead child was Qian Jincai. He should have been dead for many days. The body has rotted, but it seems that it was just dug out of the soil."
"Sure enough, sure enough."
Song Ci sighed a few times: "Shaobai, let's go find Mr. Qian. He should confess all the truth this time."
As soon as the two of them walked out of the gate of the county government office, they saw a woman flashing past the door.
The woman had a graceful figure and gorgeous clothes, but her face didn't seem to have any makeup on. It looked more like she had been tortured for many days, and her face looked very haggard.
"Excuse me, who is Mr. Qin?"
The woman's red lips were slightly opened and she gave a slight salute.
"I am Qin Shaobai. May I ask what's wrong with this eldest sister? Do you have any grievances that I want to make the decision for?"
When the woman heard what Qin Shaobai said, she immediately raised her head, her beautiful red phoenix eyes already filled with tears.
She took out a letter from her body: "My master asked me to give it to you."
Qin Shaobai looked suspicious, but he also guessed that the woman in front of him should be Mr. Qian's wife, Mrs. Furong.
"Are you Mrs. Furong of the Qian family?"
The woman showed a wry smile: "It's the slave's family."
"We are just going to find your master, and we would like to ask my wife to lead us the way."
Mrs. Furong's face froze slightly, and when she raised her eyes again, her face was already full of tears.
"Master Qin, I was called to Yanshan early in the morning and I haven't come back yet."
He swallowed for a while and then said: "The master told me that if he can't come back, he deserves it. Let's not be sad. He asked me to hand this letter to you, Mr. Qin, when I arrive at noon."
Qin Shaobai already felt that something must have happened to Mr. Zhao. He was not in the mood to read the letter. He just wanted to run to Yanshan immediately, but he saw Wang Cheng rushing over again.
"Sir, a male body was found in the river next to Yanshan Mountain. It is Master Qian."
"Master." Mrs. Furong exclaimed, and she fell down.
Qin Shaobai quickly called Wang Cheng to help her, then helped her into the lobby and asked someone to bring her a cup of hot tea.
Mrs. Furong finally came to her senses, but her eyes were still dull and her tears kept flowing down. After a long time, she slowly said: "Master, he died for our whole family."