Chapter 563 Yuan
Tang Jiao has been in a low mood in recent days.
The reason is that Mingjiange has suspended the investigation of the people behind Wuli Village.
Although Fu Qingzhou stayed with her all day, chatted a lot, and leaked some confidential information to let her know what the emperor and Mingjiange were planning... she still felt lost.
I finally caught the clues and finally got to this point, but I had to put it on hold...
Therefore, she only does a few things these days.
First, cooking and stir-frying at home is her most leisurely and comfortable time, she doesn’t have to think about anything, it’s very relaxing.
Second, take care of Tang Min - after that night, Tang Min fell ill.
This is not surprising. After all, he is old and has suffered serious injuries one after another. In addition, he has accumulated too many hidden injuries in his early years. He will naturally get sick if he relaxes all of a sudden... Tang Min cannot live in the small courtyard, so Tang Jiao becomes A small courtyard was opened for him in the best inn on Baishi Street, and he went to take care of him every day.
Third, come to Chang'an Lane.
After Nan Muzhi passed away, she wanted to continue Nan Muzhi's small private school.
But today, Tang Jiao is not here to give lectures to the children here. It snowed heavily the night before yesterday, and it must be extremely cold today. Most of the children here are wearing thin clothes and cannot afford good clothes. The small private school has holes in it. There was also air leakage, so they were asked to attend classes there, fearing that something would happen due to the cold.
Therefore, she planned to come to worship Nan Muzhi, and then hire some craftsmen to renovate the small private school.
Unexpectedly... I suddenly bumped into an acquaintance.
“That’s it.”
After a brief exchange of greetings and a simple understanding of each other's background, Tang Jiao said softly: "Eldest brother has been too busy these days. He went to the palace early in the morning and has not told me about you, Young Leader."
"Stop calling me Young Leader." Hua Wuying sighed.
After that, he forced a smile and asked: "Miss Tang, have you seen Mr. Banished Old Man just now? Ah, you should know him?"
"Mr. Banished Old Man "Of course I know him."
Tang Jiao responded, then shook her head and said, "I haven't seen him."
"Strange." Hua Wuying rubbed his temples: "I can't be wrong?"
At this time, Hua Xiaolan, who had been silent for a long time, said softly: "Wuying, if that old man The gentleman is really a master, so bringing you here to meet Miss Tang is probably his purpose."
Hua Wuying was shocked.
Luring yourself to see Tang Jiao?
This is unreasonable. I have already met Fu Qingzhou, and it will only be a matter of time before I meet his junior sister. Why do this?
But soon, he thought of something: "Miss Tang, you said you came here today to... pay homage to Mr. Nan?"
Tang Jiao nodded lightly, but looked at her with some doubts. Weiwei looked at Hua Xiaolan.
She stayed in Wandu Mountain for many years. Although she was taken in by Wandu Mountain, her life there was not good, and her feelings towards the Miao people were not good either... But she had such feelings for Hua Xiaolan Human impressions are very complex.
On the one hand, she is the leader of the group of Miao people, so Tang Jiao will not have a good impression of her.
But on the other hand, it was also because she sent herself to Fu Qingzhou that she was able to have the current situation.
Hua Xiaolan... actually has such a close relationship with Hua Wuying?
Tang Jiao blinked, trying hard to hide her confusion and shock.
Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan did not notice her eyes.
The two of them looked at each other and seemed to understand something.
"Since the old gentleman brought you here... then you should follow Miss Tang to worship Mr. Nan." Hua Xiaolan smiled and said, "Maybe, what will happen?"
Hua Wuying nodded lightly.
"Mr. Nan is an upright and upright person. Even if it wasn't for this reason, we should pay homage to him when we meet him today."
He said to Tang Jiao: "Please ask Miss Tang to lead the way. We Let’s go together.”
Of course Tang Jiao would not refuse.
After Nan Muzhi passed away, Fu Qingzhou and the others buried him in a deserted grave behind Chang'an Lane.
Normally, there would not be such cemeteries in the capital city. There are cemeteries and mass graves outside the city. If the people in the capital die, most of them are buried outside the city, but... the people in Chang'an Lane are really... Too poor.
Too poor to buy a coffin, and too poor to hire someone to pay a funeral, which means that it is difficult for them to take the body to the outside of the city for burial.
Therefore, I don’t know when, they set aside a piece of wasteland behind the alley to use as a cemetery.
At that time, Fu Qingzhou wanted to bury Nan Muzhi, but Tang Jiao believed that since he spent his last years and time in this alley, it would be best for him to stay here after his death.
"In front is the cemetery where Mr. Nan is buried... Huh?"
Tang Jiao said as she walked through the path between two broken houses, but as soon as she saw the cemetery, she saw a figure standing in front of Nan Mu's grave.
Not only that, Nan Muzhi’s grave was also filled with sacrifices and an incense burner was placed.
Hearing that someone was coming, the man in front of the grave turned his head slightly and took a look.
This is an old man, wearing simple clothes. He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. There is a deep tiredness between his eyebrows that cannot be wiped away, but at the same time, he also has a heart-stopping majesty. .
"Are you..." Tang Jiao stepped forward slowly and asked tentatively: "Mr. Nan's friend?"
The old man seemed a little surprised when she called out "Mr. Nan".
His eyes paused on Tang Jiao for a moment, then glanced at Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan who were standing behind her, and asked: "Who are you?"
"We...I He is Mr. Nan's junior."
Tang Jiao said softly: "Mr. Nan has been taking care of me since I was very young."
The old man nodded and said nothing more.
Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan looked at each other and seemed to realize something, but they did not ask any more questions.
They followed Tang Jiao to briefly worship in front of Nan Mu's grave. Tang Jiao said some trivial things, such as Tianliang wanted to repair the private school, the children in Chang'an Lane missed Mr. Nan very much, who Which child at home asked an interesting question in class yesterday... Wait.
Hua Wuying was moved and said a few words, promising that if Tang Jiao needed help, he would do his best to help.
During the whole process, the old man stood not far away, watching quietly.
At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps not far away.
At some point, a secret envoy of Mingjiang Pavilion slowly appeared, with a calm and cold look on his face. He held his hand on the hilt of the knife, his eyes locked on Hua Wuying, and walked towards him step by step.
A few people noticed him immediately, and Hua Wuying's expression changed.
"What's wrong?" Hua Xiaolan asked softly.
Hua Wuying raised his head and glanced at the sky: "They asked me to go to Dongliu Inn within an hour to accept house arrest. I... forgot the time..."
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him was startled.
The emissary came closer and closer, looking very unkind.
But at this moment, the old man suddenly walked over to meet the emissary.
Seeing the old man, the emissary looked startled, but soon, the coldness and scrutiny on his face immediately turned into respect, and he lowered his head slightly.
“Give me some face.”
The old man did not shy away from Tang Jiao and the others, and said bluntly: "Give him a chance."
"Understood." The emissary lowered his head slightly, cupped his fists and saluted, "I will give him another hour for my humble position."
The old man nodded. The emissary turned around and left without talking nonsense, but he did not go far. He just stood at the base of a broken house not far away and looked at Hua Wuying from a distance.
"This senior..."
Hua Wuying quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Thank you."
"Aren't you curious, who is this old man?" the old man asked calmly.
Hua Wuying shook his head and said softly: "We are just worshipers in front of Mr. Nan's grave. Why should we ask where we are when we meet... This junior promised Mingjiange, but broke the promise. It’s my fault. The senior has spoken for the junior, and the junior is already extremely grateful. How dare you ask for anything more?”
After that, he raised his face and turned to smile at Tang Jiao: "Miss Tang, thank you very much."
Tang Jiao was startled: "Why do you want to thank me?"
"In the past few days, I have been in a state of despair. I have almost lost myself. I often think about the fate of the Wulin Alliance. Where I am now, what will happen to me in the future? ”
Hua Wuying said slowly: "But after hearing about Mr. Nan's deeds, I have thought a lot - there may not be only one way in life, there are many people waiting for me to help, and there are many things waiting for me to do. "
"Even though the master is now obsessed with evil, the master who taught me well is still real. He is gone, but I have not changed. I... have many responsibilities, so I can't let it sink in." "
After that, he bowed deeply to Tang Jiao, saluted the old man again, and finally smiled at Hua Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, let's go"
<. br>Hua Xiaolan smiled slightly and nodded.
But just when they were about to turn around, the old man suddenly spoke.
"Wait a minute."
He said slowly: "The young man is right, why should we ask where we are when we meet? But meeting is fate. Since we are going to sacrifice our old friends today, I can't help but express my feelings."
After saying that, he slowly took out two copper coins from his sleeves.
The shape of these two copper coins is a bit weird. They are not the copper coins commonly used today. They are all weird in terms of color, shape, and size.
“I didn’t bring much, only this.”
The old man said calmly: "Little girl, and this young man, each of you will take one - this thing is of little value, but if you need help one day, take this copper coin and go to Shisong Hutong Street in the northwest of the capital."
"On that street, there is a house without a lantern... When the people in the house see this copper coin, they will try their best to help you solve your trouble."
He couldn't help but give the two copper coins. They threw them to Tang Jiao and Hua Wuying respectively, then left with their hands behind their backs.
Tang Jiao, Hua Wuying, and Hua Xiaolan looked at each other.
But they know that this encounter may not be an illusory fate... but an inexplicable arrangement by the elusive old fortune teller...
(End of this chapter)