Chapter 388 Achen
Early the next morning, Fu Qingzhou practiced swordsmanship, had breakfast, and rushed to... Ivy Garden without stopping.
He planned to deal with Yue Heng's matter first.
The reason is very simple. Tang Zhun's old case has been shelved for so many years, not less than these three days or two, and he also needs Tang Jiao to find the person who sent her to leave Beijing first.
After all, Li Jingzhe didn't provide any clues. Now his eyesight is completely dark, and he doesn't even know who to look for... At least Tang Zhun's old friend must know something about the inside story.
As for Jin Chan Temple, they have to see if the Ning family and his daughter can come back before the Cold Prayer Festival, which will determine whether he can enter the palace.
Only after entering the palace, he had the opportunity to come into contact with the noble concubine who came out of the Purple Air Immortal Wind Temple, and thus learn the whereabouts of Huixin.
Of course, it would be better if Qiu Chan and her fellow apprentices could find other clues during this period.
In short, there is no rush.
As for Yue Heng... if he is ignored, maybe this guy's case will be decided...
But now, Fu Qingzhou doesn't even know where he is being held.
Yesterday, the storyteller brother only told the story of what happened. Before he could tell what happened next, Li Jingzhe showed up. Moreover, this old man would not allow himself to use the Ming Jian Shi Zhi brand to swindle...< br>
In this case, Fu Qingzhou could only go and inquire first.
The first stop is, of course, the Qingteng Yayuan where Yue Heng went to school.
This time, he didn't just walk on the road, but directly found a "Ji Li Drum Cart" on Baishi Street.
This thing is very similar to a taxi. It is provided by some private car dealers. Their carriage wheels are equipped with special gears and drumsticks. Whenever the wheels rotate a certain distance, the drumsticks will hit the drum heads and record the driving. The distance is calculated based on this distance.
I heard that this thing was originally a ceremonial car when the emperor went on tour, and then gradually became popular among officials and common people.
The best thing is that these "old drivers" are all from the old capital, and they are all very familiar with the road.
Fu Qingzhou swayed in the car for a long time before arriving at Qingteng Yayuan.
This academy is located in the west of the capital. It is located at the foot of a hill in the city. It is somewhat far away from the bustling streets, but it is really quiet and elegant.
Fu Qingzhou jumped out of the car and stood in front of the academy gate. Listening to the sound of reading coming from inside, he narrowed his eyes slightly, then strode forward and walked over.
"Hey, brother, who are you?"
When he came to the door, a thin man came up to him, who seemed to be the concierge, and stopped him: "I'm sorry, we won't let the idle people in."
Fu Qingzhou looked a little confused and held his hands in his hands: "Ah, that's right, I came from Hengfeng City. ...I heard that my friend was seriously injured, and he was studying at Qingteng Yayuan, so I wanted to come and visit him."
"Seriously injured? Studying here?"
The concierge was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized: "You mean Mr. Lan?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Fu Qingzhou was overjoyed: "That's Mr. Lan! I am a good friend from his hometown!"
< br>As he spoke, he raised his hands, holding two bundles: "I brought a lot of rare herbs here specially!"
The concierge looked at him deeply, and suddenly showed a look of disdain. Smiling: "You are not his friend at all, are you? Looking at how poor you are, you are just here to please a country bumpkin from the Lan family, right? I have seen many such people, come on!"
Fu Qingzhou had a smile on his face. But it does not decrease.
He hurriedly put the bundle under his arm, took out a handful of broken silver from his sleeve, grabbed the porter's hand, and stuffed it into his hand.
The concierge was shocked: "Hey! What are you doing!"
"Oh, brother, I'm trying to prove my identity." Fu Qingzhou laughed and said, "What country bumpkin? Can you be as generous as I am?”
The concierge’s expression changed slightly, he weighed the money in his hands, and the disdainful smile on his face gradually became gentle and flattering.
"Sir, you are out of sight."
He chuckled and said, "It's a good thing that Mr. Lan's friends want to visit him! How can we stop him?"
After that, he lowered his voice and said: "But, Mr. Lan is seriously injured. Our small academy is really not a place for rest. Yesterday, he was transferred to the Lan family's villa in the capital."
Fu Qingzhou had a look of disappointment on his face: "That's it..."
"But, it's okay!"
The concierge came closer and said: "Early this morning, his book boy Achen came to the academy and was packing up the things that Mr. Lan left in the dormitory. You go Look for him, he can show you the way.”
Fu Qingzhou exclaimed: "But I'm not familiar with this academy."
As soon as he raised his hand, the broken silver in the concierge's hands became a little heavier.
"Oh! Lord!" The concierge was overjoyed: "Look at what you said! You are a guest when you come, and you can't figure it out on your own? I'll show you the way!"
After saying that, he opened the academy door without hesitation and made a gesture of invitation.
Having someone to lead the way makes it much faster.
The internal environment of Qingteng Yayuan is also very quiet, with green trees, small bridges and flowing water. The buildings in the distance are next to the creek, and the melodious sound of books can be heard.
But Fu Qingzhou's heart felt cold at this time.
What Yayuan... The concierge is a guy who lets people in as he pleases and leads the way for a fee. The students inside are also villains who took advantage of Lan Hongjun and collaborated to harm Yue Heng.
Soon, the concierge took Fu Qingzhou outside a row of student dormitories. The conditions here were quite good. The dormitories were large connected courtyards with three entrances and three exits. One courtyard could probably accommodate many people. people.
The students were all in class at the moment, so the dormitory was naturally very quiet. The concierge took him through several courtyards and then entered a courtyard.
Many boxes and luggage have been piled on the ground in the yard, and a fat young man is busy in the room, moving more things out bit by bit.
"Achen!"
The concierge waved and shouted: "Aren't you done yet?"
"Oh, it's Alin, hurry up, hurry up." Lan Hongjun's book boy Achen turned his back to the two of them and shouted: "I'll have to help you call a carriage later."
"It's all trivial." The concierge said with a smile: "By the way, a friend of your young master came to visit him and said he was from your hometown."
"Hometown? Friend?"
Achen was startled, turned around, and met Fu Qingzhou's eyes.
Fu Qingzhou immediately... knew who this was.
He had never seen this book boy outside Hengfeng City, but he had heard him shouting and directing the Lan family's thugs to attack. That voice... Although he can't remember it clearly now, But there is some impression.
The most important thing is that he also saw Achen's left hand.
Under the sleeves rolled up when moving things, an arrow scar was exposed on the forearm of his left hand.
Fu Qingzhou clearly recognized it, it was the arrow scar he shot!
It was with his superb archery skills that he shot through everyone's left arm and shocked them - including, of course, the man who commanded the thugs.
“Who is this?”
Achen didn't recognize him, and was confused for a moment.
Fu Qingzhou laughed: "You are Achen. We haven't met much, but you should remember me..."
As he said that, he took a few steps forward and pointed. Pointing to the arrow scar on Achen's left hand: "Last time we went for an outing outside Hengfeng City. When we were having a fight, I accidentally hurt you. Look, the scar is still there."
Hearing this, Achen’s expression changed dramatically!
But then, he saw Fu Qingzhou's calm, indifferent, non-threatening, yet chilling smile.
At this time, the distance between the two was less than ten steps.
In just a moment, a look of surprise appeared on Achen's face.
"Oh! It's you! Fu, Brother Fu!"
He smiled very naturally: "You are here! Master, I will be very happy to see you!" "
Seeing that they recognized each other, the concierge, no longer doubtful, laughed and said: "Just recognize me, then I'll go~"
After the concierge left, the smile on Achen's face quickly faded, but he did not dare to move. He looked at Fu Qingzhou nervously: "Young Master Fu, you..."
"You know why I came."
Fu Qingzhou interrupted him calmly: "Looking at your performance just now, you are a smart person. I like to deal with smart people."
"I understand." Achen bowed to him slightly: "I will tell you everything, and please don't be angry, Young Master Fu. Mr. Yue is still safe now... because I am involved."
Fu Qingzhou's eyes narrowed.
He suddenly had a strange feeling.
Compared to Lan Hongjun, the Achen in front of him... is a real person.
(End of this chapter)