I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 26 Chilly Spring
It's surprisingly cold today.

It's chilly in spring, and the spring breeze that should have been warm feels cold when it blows on people.

Zheng Yuan wore a long sword on his waist and was waiting in front of the Huangmen Painting Academy with more than ten sword-wielding guards.

"Today's incident is quite strange. A young man killed several guards from the Yellow Gate, and now he is waiting in this painting academy... This kind of thing is rare."

“Things are unpredictable, there are always evildoers in the world, what’s there to be surprised about?
It's a pity that this is Sunan Mansion. He killed someone in Huangmen, so he must not be able to escape. Now that Sunan Tieya has gone in, you and I will wait here, and we will eventually see the murderer. "

"However, this boy is extremely courageous. After killing someone, he did not forget to leave a survivor and let him report to the authorities... He is so stubborn, I wonder how the Yellow Gate Chief forced him to do so."

Several guards whispered.

Zheng Yuan and others were waiting in the painting academy.

Logically speaking, it is not the job of the front yard guards to arrest people.

Perhaps because he was afraid that these people would escape, the workshop chief Zheng Liu specifically asked them to wait here. If the murderous young man tried to escape without knowing the consequences, they could set a trap to catch him.

"Boss Zheng, you have the same last name as the workshop supervisor, and you are from the same family. Why do you think he is so furious this time? Is it necessary for him to have the guards in the front yard of our Sixth House wait here?"

A member of the security committee came over and asked.

Zheng Yuan shook his head: "It's probably because the murderer was too cruel. The victim, Huang Menchang, was his subordinate after all, so it's reasonable for him to be angry."

Several guards nodded, and one of them said, "I don't know what the murderer looks like. I saw the guard who came to report to the authorities. One of his arms was cut off and blood was flowing... It is said that the other guards were killed by him... He must be a madman..."

The man hadn't finished speaking yet.

Another gust of wind blew, blowing the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

The rustling sound actually covered up the sound of the painting academy's door opening.

Everyone stopped chatting and looked over.

The first people he saw were a few iron-tongued men from Sunan Prefecture.

They were wearing light armor, with long swords on their backs, their faces were stern, and there was naturally a chilling aura about them.

The reason why the public security in Southern Jiangsu Prefecture is much better than that in the surrounding prefectures is because of these iron-fanged men with knives. Their iron fangs are so sharp that they are said to be able to bite off all evil deeds!
When these iron teeth walked out, even the cold spring breeze of the day seemed to stop blowing, and the Yellow Gate became very quiet.

As everyone continued to look, they saw that after a few Iron Teeth walked out first, a few more Iron Teeth were escorting a person out of the extremely high threshold of the Huangmen Painting Academy.

The man's hands and feet were shackled and chained, which made a clanking sound, but his body was straight.

"Huh? Is it the young man who came to deliver the painting a few days ago?" Zheng Yuan's eyes suddenly widened. He still remembered that not long ago, the workshop foreman Zheng Liu, who had the same surname as him, had specially asked this young man to deliver the painting to the government office, saying that he wanted to paint a portrait for Master Zhou of the Zhou family.

The reason why Zheng Yuan remembered it so clearly was that Zheng Yuan also lived on Qihuang Street, and the father of the murderous boy was his son's elementary school teacher.

"Yes, his name is Chen Zhian."

Zheng Yuan thought about it and suddenly found it a little unbelievable.

He looked carefully and saw that the young man was trapped in an iron cage. Even though his hands and feet were shackled, his body was still straight and his expression was normal, as if he was not very afraid.

Walking through the courtyard of Huangmen, their eyes met, and the young man even nodded slightly at him!
Tieya took the young man away. The guards from the six rooms were about to return to the government office. Zheng Yuan thought about it and decided not to go back with them.

He hurried to Qihuang Street and came to the alley where Chen Zhian's courtyard was.

"Mr. Chen took leave to return to his hometown. It has been more than ten or twenty days now. I don't know if he has returned yet."

Zheng Yuan arrived at the gate of the courtyard and knocked on the door hurriedly, but no one answered.

The government guard knocked for a long time and finally confirmed that Chen Shuijun had not returned yet.

He couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Mr. Chen came back and found that his son was in prison and was about to be beheaded. How could this kind-hearted man survive this?"

Zheng Yuan was worried.

At this moment, a large house across the street suddenly opened its door, and a young girl's face popped out. "Who are you looking for?" The girl shouted at Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan was from Qihuang Street, so he naturally knew who lived in that noble family.

He thought that he had disturbed General Tiebi by knocking on the door in a hurry, so he apologized repeatedly.

Shen Haohao frowned, looked at him in his police uniform, and asked, "What happened? Isn't Chen Zhian in that courtyard?"

When Zheng Yuan heard that the people in General Tiebi's mansion knew Chen Zhian, he was stunned and hesitated for a few seconds.

"General Tiebi has great prestige in Sunan Prefecture. Chen Zhian knows someone in the general's mansion. Maybe things can turn around a bit?"

With this thought in mind, Zheng Yuan told Shen Haohao what happened in the Huangmen Painting Academy.

"You mean... Chen Zhian in this courtyard killed three Huangmen guards and crippled the Huangmen chief?"

Shen Haohao's eyes widened: "The guards of the Yellow Gate are all made of clay? How can a weak boy kill them?"

Zheng Yuan shook his head: "The guards of the Huangmen are not that strong, but they are all martial artists who cultivate their qi and bodies. They are much stronger than those strong men in the market... I don't know why Chen Zhian was able to kill people in the Huangmen."

Shen Haohao didn't have time to say more and hurried back to the general's mansion.

Zheng Yuan looked at the closed door of the general's mansion and sighed again.

"Mr. Chen has been on Qihuang Street for more than ten years. He has enlightened countless children. He is kind to others and never cares if others cannot afford to pay his tuition.

It is said that a family that accumulates good deeds will have good fortune, but why is it that the Chen family..."

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At the Xu family's house on Xiqing Street, housekeeper Zhao Er hurriedly walked across the rockery, stepped over the flowing water, and came to the inner courtyard.

Xu Xiyue was sitting cross-legged in the room with his eyes closed and resting.

A strange mist rose from her body, which was quite magical.

On weekdays, no one would disturb the young lady while she was practicing.

But today, Butler Zhao Er stood in front of the door and said loudly: "Miss, something happened."

"Chen Zhian has killed someone and has now been arrested by the government's Iron Teeth and imprisoned."

Xu Xiyue suddenly opened her eyes, and the mist on her body disappeared. She stood up and opened the door. She calmly said to the housekeeper Zhao Er: "Please prepare some money, and we will go to see the Tongzhi Lord."

Butler Zhao Er smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I'm afraid this matter cannot be solved with money."

"Hmm?" Xu Xiyue looked inquiringly.

Butler Zhao Er replied, "I was in the military supply tent in the government office today when I heard a commotion. I listened carefully and someone said..."

"Chen Zhian, a Huangmen guard, killed three Huangmen guards in one go and crippled the Huangmen chief. He has now been arrested."

Xu Xiyue suddenly fell silent.

Chen Zhian is not good at cultivation, so how could he kill the Yellow Gate guards?

But she didn't think much about it, and still said to Butler Zhao Er: "Then prepare more silver and treasures, because we still have to go to the Sunan government office."

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Chen Zhian sat cross-legged in shackles in the dark and damp prison.

The cold, smelly air went straight into his nostrils, making him more awake.

He turned his head and saw the cells lined up in a row, like neat rows of teeth of a monster, extremely cold and terrifying.

But Chen Zhian did not regret killing someone today at all.

(End of this chapter)