Qin Xian was at the end of her strength, holding the hatchet and shaking.
Compared to everyone else, he was more shocked by the killing of the guards.
After he subconsciously danced the "earth house" just now, he drew the knife again. He obviously felt that the opponent's movements were stagnant, unlike the previous lightning movement, so he jumped in front and slashed his throat with the knife.
He turned to look at Uncle Gu, and saw that the other person's expression did not fluctuate, and he felt relieved. It seemed that what Uncle Gu had passed on to him was a kind of kung fu, and it was not ordinary.
The big beard at this moment felt to him just like the long eyebrows before, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cave, and when his Qi covered his body, he was like a tree or a fly.
"Stop!" "Wait a minute!" Two voices came out at the same time.
As Gu Hao said before, he wiped the ink ash on his culottes with both hands, looked at the young prince and said: "I bear the sins you mentioned, don't embarrass the child."
The last sentence refers to the man in white who is slowly approaching. The man walked into the venue.
The villagers all said: "Good morning, Mr. Zhang!"
Zhang Jian returned the gift and said, "The matchmaker died of illness, no different than others!"
As soon as these words came out, the one who was most anxious was Xian Yuanshan. Although he was angry in his heart, he did not show it on the surface. Just because the other party was the only teacher in the school in Zuzhou, he lowered his eyebrows and said: "Sir, how did you know that the matchmaker died of illness?" ?”
Zhang Jian ignored it and stared at the Buddhist beads in Xian Li's hand, but asked Nuan An, "When did you get this?"
When Chi Nuan saw his husband questioning him, he replied: "Seventh brother gave it to me last night."
Then he asked, "Has anyone seen it?"
Chi Nuan replied: "No one saw it."
Only then did Zhang Jian speak out and ask Li: "An'an's things last night, you saw them this morning and knew they were from the ancient family at a glance? How did you know that?"
Mrs. Xian Li hesitated, unable to think of a good explanation.
Zhang Jian said to Old Man Yang again: "Doctor Yang, why do you think the matchmaker was poisoned?"
Old Man Yang said with a guilty conscience: "Dissect the corpse."
Zhang Jian said doubtfully: "It's not yet noon at this time. From Xian Li to looking for you, from Yuanren Village to the flower shop to dissect the body, and then to Lizi Village to hunt down the murderer, Doctor Yang is very strong on his feet. Could it be that he is wielding a sword?" "
Old man Yang's forehead was covered with sweat, and he just said, "This..."
At this point, the villagers still couldn't hear the right and wrong. They immediately scolded Old Man Yang and Mrs.
Seeing that something was not going well, Xianyuanshan ignored his respect for his teacher and said, "Mr. Zhang, you said that this matchmaker was not killed by Gu Hao, but died of illness. But we see matchmakers every day, with rosy faces. How could you see that?" If he is not ill, why don't you and Gu Hao Snake Rat live in the same den and defend him?"
"A gentleman is magnanimous," Zhang Jian said.
Mrs. Xian Li unleashed her magical power, scolded the street shrew, and said in a strange manner: "Hey, Mr. Zhang Da is so frank and honest, but he is a gangster for us villagers. I think Aunt Hong's disease is not caused by blooming flowers. Otherwise, why?" As far as my husband knows, we see each other every day, but we don’t even know it.”
"Smelly bitch, I'll tear your mouth off." Qin Xian endured the pain and growled.
Mrs. Xian Li made a fearful gesture, moved in the direction of the young prince, and said: "Even if this Gu Hao's murder was faked, you, the thief, were the one who committed the crime first, killing the official of the family, and you are still talking nonsense here." , I also ask the prince to set an example by excluding this guy! There is no murderer among the flowers I sell!"
Cheng Qiu looked at the young prince and said, "Should I kill him or not?"
The young prince said: "Kill my attendants and humiliate my grandson. If I don't get rid of him, where will his dignity be?"
Cheng Qiu grinned and said, "Okay."
Zhang Jian raised his hand to stop him.
Cheng Qiu tilted his head and said in confusion: "Sir, how do you want to explain this matter?"
"Qin Xian is actually protecting herself." Zhang Jian said.
"Hey, you're right. I think it's reliable, but I still have to kill him. I have no choice, right?" Cheng Qiu shrugged.
The young prince said calmly: "If there is any obstruction, it will be regarded as provoking Da Yan and will be eliminated!"
Cheng Qiu said helplessly: "You heard me, I'd better give in, otherwise at such a young age, I will end up lying dead on the street, which will not look good."
Zhang Jian didn't move.
"How does it look good for a grandmaster to take action against mortals?" Zhang Jian said.
Cheng Qiu laughed loudly, and then said: "I'm used to being shameless, sir, don't provoke me."
Mrs. Xian Li spoke up at the right time: "Now that you have reached this point, you are really a duck that can't keep up with the tree. You are a cheap guy. A bad teacher from a small school dares to provoke a big boy. He really thinks of himself as a saint."
Zhang Jian stood still.
Suddenly there was a long sound in the sky from the south, and a colorful cloud wrapped in the sun fell nearby. The colorful cloud dispersed, gathered in one place, and slowly rolled up. It turned out to be a piece of paper, and a group of figures emerged. One person in front of him, will The scroll is stored in the cloud sleeve.
This man wears a square turban, a white jade shirt, and silk shoes that are clean of foam under his feet. He has his hands crossed and a smile on his face, which makes people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze.
"Is this a welcome gift for me? That's too polite." the man said.
"Just now I heard who in the room said that I, a member of the Confucian sect, was a cheap person?" He was still smiling.
Xian Li retreated with a guilty conscience.
I saw a stream of indigo energy shooting out of the man's hand, as gentle as the breeze.
The wind suddenly rose and instantly passed over Xian Li's arm.
"ah!"
Mrs. Xianli was holding her broken arm in pain, and Xian Yuanshan did not dare to pick it up, so she hurriedly called Old Man Yang to stop the bleeding.
The man still smiled and said: "Insulting the moral integrity of a scholar is like killing a mortal's parents. Sister-in-law, please stop talking nonsense."
Then he bowed to Zhang Jian and said, "Student Xu Lai, I have met Fourth Master Uncle!"
Everyone behind the man also said in unison: "I've seen Mr. Fourth!"
Cheng Qiu heard this and asked: "The fourth son of Xiaozhu Villa? Or the fourth son of Yanfu Academy?"
Xu Lai asked: "What's the difference?"
Cheng Qiu said: "If it's the fourth son of Xiaozhu Courtyard, you can respect me." He changed the subject and said disdainfully: "If it's the fourth son of Yan Fu, you'd better get out of here."
Xu Lai still had a smile on his face and said: "It seems that this brother wants to ask for advice."
The two were tit for tat.
Zhang Jiandao: "I have left Beijing University, and I am not your uncle."
Xu Lai said: "Once you are a teacher, you are always a father. Could it be that my uncle left Confucianism?"
Zhang Jian said nothing, passed by Qin Xian and said, "Follow me." After that, he walked to the school.
Qin Xian didn't know what was going on, so she glanced at Gu Hao, and when the latter nodded, she followed him step by step.
The young prince called Cheng Qiu and said, "Forget it today."
He understood that the war between Da Yan and Da Qing had subsided not long ago, and what His Majesty wanted was stability. At this time, it was not good for him to quarrel with the Confucian sect over a bodyguard. After careful calculation in the future, he did not believe that the Confucian sect would protect this bastard for the rest of his life. .
He led Cheng Qiu back to Guzi Village. Before leaving, he glared at Xian Yuanshan, "Trash!"
Everyone in Lizi Village came forward to greet Gu Hao. Gu Hao dismissed everyone and asked An An to buy funeral items and bury Qin's mother.
Mo Qijia and Song Qian both went to join hands.
Walking to the elm tree in front of the school, Xu Lai said goodbye to Zhang Jian, saying that he was going to take care of the matter of "moving the saint into the temple", and left.
Qin Xian still held the hatchet in her hand, looking at this person whom he had never dared to approach, feeling a little at a loss.
Zhang Jian said: "If you want to ask anything, just ask."
Qin Xian said: "How did my mother die?"
"Death of illness."
"What disease?"
"The foundation collapsed."
"What kind of disease is this?"
Zhang Jiandao: "Let me tell you a story."
"Once upon a time, there was a large family with a wealth of gold and silver, and luxuriant offspring. They picked up a young girl and raised her at home. She was gifted since she was a child, and could read and recite. She practiced Taoism at the age of three, opened the Tibetan Buddhism at the age of ten, and achieved great success in external elixirs at the age of fifteen. It can be said that she is a natural beauty and has great prospects for success. However, once on a trip, she met a man and made a lifelong promise to him. She was bewitched by him and stole the treasures and spiritual food from her home. She was eventually discovered by her family and wanted to beat the wrong mandarin duck. Unexpectedly, this woman Zi Ganglie injured his clan uncle and ran away with the man. Later, he found out that he was entrusted with wrongdoing. The man planted medicine in her body under the guise of spiritual practice and used his golden elixir method to practice evil. As a result, the woman's practice fell and she eventually became a Mortals, the foundation of the Tao collapsed, and they were in danger. At this moment, they were pregnant. The man wanted to transform the fetus in his belly into a corpse. The woman fled at night. Over the years, she went through a lot of hardships to give birth to a child. Every time the woman saw the child, she would Heartbroken, his illness worsened, and when he was dying, the scholar tried to use his breath to survive for ten years, but the woman still waited for him to change his mind, but to no avail, his heart was filled with despair, and he passed away."
After Zhang Jian finished speaking, he continued: "Qin Xian, do you think this girl is suffering or sad, good or evil?"
Qin Xian lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.
Although he has never read a book, he has been living in the countryside all year round, and he is not an idiot. Mr. Zhang is talking about his mother.
But he still asked in a strange way: "Is it my mother?"
Zhang Jian said: "Yes!"
Qin Xian raised her head and said, "My mother had a miserable life. She saved my life, but why did she give birth to me and neglect me?"
Zhang Jian said: "Sometimes her mental strength is poor. She has exhausted her mind and energy for that evil cultivator and is tired of it. It is rare for her to be sober when she can save your life."
Seeing that Qin Xian seemed to be possessed by a demon and even wanted to blame her mother for failing to teach her the truth, Zhang Jian looked angry and said in a voice as loud as a bell: "Shu Zi, let me ask you, what is your mother doing to save you from evil people?" One, you were sick and dying when you were young. Two, I brought you back from the ghost gate. For more than ten years, I have not given you food and clothing. Three, what about you? You don't touch the word filial piety!"
The gloom in Qin Xian's eyes was shaken and swept away. She was shocked and ashamed at the right time.
Raise your hand and draw the knife across your neck, wishing for death.
Zhang Jian waved his hand and swept away the hatchet, and said calmly: "Your mother has something to say to me, and I will pass it on to you. Whether you live or die in the future is up to you."
"What?" Qin Xian felt like she was reborn at this moment. Thinking about it carefully, she had been resentful of her mother since she was five years old and had been angry with her for ten years. Now she was slapped in the head by Zhang Jian. It was like waking up from a dream. All the past events were vividly in her mind. My eyes are filled with shame and anger, and I feel ashamed of my biological mother.
"Your mother entrusted you to me before she died. She said that she wanted me to lead you on a good path and to cultivate your true nature. It would be best if you could be a husband." Zhang Jian said.
Qin Xian murmured to herself, "Why should a beast like me be a husband? Mother, I..."
Zhang Jiandao: "I didn't agree because you are not qualified enough. To enter my Confucian school, you need to uphold 'benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, trust, filial piety and loyalty'. You don't have a word, so you won't accept it!"
After saying that, he turned back to the school.
Qin Xian sat there for a long time, her eyes clear and her expression determined.
Suddenly there was a loud noise from heaven and earth, and the whole mountain was shaking. Qin Xian forced himself to stand up and check. Smoke and dust rose into the sky at the end of the village. Go, ignoring the severe pain all over your body.
