Xuanxia

Chapter 388 Achen
The next morning, after Fu Qingzhou practiced swordplay and had breakfast, he rushed to... Qingteng Yayuan 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, and he doesn't need a few days to deal with it. Besides, he also needs Tang Jiao to find the person who sent her away from Beijing first.

After all, Li Jingzhe didn't provide any clues, so he was now completely in the dark and didn't even know who to turn to... At least Tang Zhun's old friend must know something about the inside story.

As for the Jinchan Temple, he had to first see whether the Ning father and daughter could come back before the Cold Prayer Festival, which would determine whether he could enter the palace.

Only by entering the palace would he have the opportunity to contact the imperial concubine who came out of the Ziqixianfeng Temple and learn of Huixin's whereabouts.

Of course, it would be even better if Qiu Chan and her fellow sisters could find some way to obtain other clues during this period of time.

In short, there is no rush.

As for Yue Heng...if we ignore him, maybe this guy's case will be sentenced...

But now, Fu Qingzhou didn't even know where he was being held.

Yesterday, the storyteller only explained the cause of the incident. Before he could explain the rest, Li Jingzhe showed up. Moreover, this old idiot would not allow him to cheat with the Mingjian Shizhi brand...

In this case, Fu Qingzhou could only go and ask around first.

The first stop, of course, is Qingteng Yayuan where Yue Heng went to school.

This time, he did not walk stubbornly, but directly found a "Jili Drum Cart" on Baishi Street.

This thing is very similar to a taxi and is provided by some private carriage dealers. Their carriage wheels are equipped with special gears and drumsticks. Every time the wheel rotates a certain distance, the drumstick will hit the drumhead, recording the distance traveled and charging accordingly.

I heard that this thing was originally a ceremonial vehicle used by the emperor when he went on tour, and later gradually became popular among officials and common people.

The best thing is that these "old drivers" are all old Beijingers and they are all very familiar with the roads.

Fu Qingzhou swayed in the car for a long time and finally arrived at Qingteng Yayuan.

This academy is located in the west of the capital, at the foot of a small hill in the city. It is a bit far away from the bustling streets, but it is indeed quiet and elegant.

Fu Qingzhou jumped out of the car and stood in front of the gate of the academy. He listened to the sounds of reading coming from inside. He narrowed his eyes slightly, then strode forward and walked over.

"Hey, brother, who are you?"

When he arrived at the door, a thin man came up to him. He seemed to be the doorman and stopped him: "Sorry, we don't allow strangers in here."

Fu Qingzhou pretended to be confused and dazed, and cupped his hands: "Ah, that's right, I came here from Hengfeng City... I heard that my good friend was beaten and seriously injured, and he happened to be studying at Qingteng Yayuan, so I wanted to come and visit him."

"Seriously injured? Studying here?"

The doorman was startled at first, then suddenly realized: "You mean, Master Lan?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Fu Qingzhou was overjoyed: "It's Master Lan! I'm a good friend of his from his hometown!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands, holding two bundles in his hands: "I brought a lot of rare herbs with me!"

The doorman took a deep look at him and suddenly smiled disdainfully: "You are not his friend at all, are you? You look so poor, you are just a country bumpkin who came to curry favor with the Lan family, right? I have seen many people like this, get lost!"

The smile on Fu Qingzhou's face did not diminish.

He tucked the bundle under his arm in a hurry, took out a handful of silver from his sleeve, grabbed the doorman's hand and stuffed it into his hand.

The concierge was shocked: "Hey! What are you doing!"

"Hey, brother, I'm here to verify my identity." Fu Qingzhou said with a smile, "Which country bumpkin can be as generous as I am?"

The doorman's face changed slightly, he weighed the silver in his hand, and the disdainful smile on his face gradually turned gentle and flattering.

"Sir, this is too polite of you."

He chuckled and said, "It's a good thing that Master Lan's friends want to visit him! How can we stop them?"

After that, he lowered his voice and said, "However, Master Lan was seriously injured, and our small academy is not a place for him to rest. Yesterday, he was transferred to the Lan family's villa in the capital."

Fu Qingzhou showed disappointment on his face: "Is that so..."

"But it's okay!"

The doorman came closer and said, "Early this morning, his servant Achen came to the academy and is packing up the things that Master Lan left in the dormitory. Go find him and he can show you the way."

Fu Qingzhou said, "But I'm not familiar with this academy."

With a wave of his hand, the change in the doorman's hands became heavier.

"Oh! Master!" The concierge was delighted. "Look at what you said! You are a guest now, how can I let you figure things out on your own? I will lead the way for you!"

After saying this, he pushed open the door of the academy without hesitation and made a gesture of invitation.

With someone leading the way, it will naturally be much faster.

The internal environment of Qingteng Yayuan is also extremely quiet, with shady trees, flowing water, and buildings overlooking a stream in the distance, from which bursts of melodious reading sounds can be heard.

But Fu Qingzhou's heart was cold at this moment.

What Yayuan... The doorman is a guy who can let anyone in and lead the way as long as he is paid. The students inside are also villains who accepted benefits from Lan Hongjun and colluded with him to harm Yue Heng.

Soon, the doorman brought Fu Qingzhou to a row of student dormitories. The conditions here were quite good. The dormitories were connected to each other in a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits. It was estimated that quite a few people could live in one courtyard.

The students were all in class at the moment, so the dormitory was naturally very quiet. The doorman took him through several courtyards and then entered a courtyard.

There were already a lot of boxes and bags piled on the ground in the yard. A slightly plump young man was busy in the room, moving more things out bit by bit.

"Achen!"

The concierge waved and called out, "Are you still busy?"

"Oh, it's A-Lin, it's almost there." Lan Hongjun's servant A-Chen turned his back to the two of them and shouted, "I'll need your help to call a carriage later."

"It's just a small matter, all small matters." The concierge smiled and said, "By the way, a friend of your son came to visit him, and he said he came from your hometown."

"Hometown? Friends?"

Achen was startled, turned around and met Fu Qingzhou's eyes.

Fu Qingzhou knew who this was at the first moment.

Back then, outside Hengfeng City, he had never seen this servant, 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, he still has some impression of it.

The most important thing is that he also saw Achen's left hand.

Under the sleeves that were rolled up when moving things, an arrow scar on the left forearm was exposed.

Fu Qingzhou recognized it clearly; it was the arrow scar he shot himself!

It was because he had shot through everyone's left arms with his superb archery skills that he shocked them - of course, including 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 don't meet often, but you should remember me..."

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and pointed at the arrow scar on Achen's left hand: "Last time we went for an outing outside Hengfeng City, I accidentally hurt you while playing around. Look, the scar is still there."

Upon hearing this, Achen's face changed drastically!
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 realization appeared on Achen's face.

"Oh! It's you! Fu, Brother Fu!"

He smiled naturally: "You are here! The young master will be very happy to see you!"

Seeing that they recognized each other, the doorman no longer had any doubts. He laughed and said, "It's good that you recognized each other, it's good that you recognized each other! Then I'm leaving~"

After the doorman left, the smile on Achen's face quickly faded, but he didn't dare to move. He looked at Fu Qingzhou nervously: "Young Master Fu, you..."

"You know why I'm here."

Fu Qingzhou interrupted him calmly: "Judging from your performance just now, you are a smart person. I like dealing with smart people."

"I understand." Ah Chen bowed to him and said, "I will tell you everything. Please don't be angry, Mr. Fu. Mr. Yue is still safe now, and that's because of me."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes narrowed.

He suddenly had a strange feeling.

Compared to Lan Hongjun, this Achen in front of him... is a real character.

(End of this chapter)