gossip princess

Chapter 182

The father and son walked out of the hall, Qian Wuqing was full of doubts once again, and actually arranged for Zibai to go to the capital, which was very unusual for Qiu Huairen who always valued his youngest son, Zibai.

"Eldest brother, arrange for two disciples to look after the body of the sixth senior brother here, and you can accompany me to the accident site to have a look."

"Yes, Master."

As soon as the two of them left the back door, Qian Wuqing felt that someone was following them behind them. He turned two intersections and entered the bamboo forest in the back mountain. Among the lush greenery, the two of them suddenly disappeared.

Just, suddenly.

The bamboo leaves took off, and Qian Wuqing, dressed in white, descended from the sky with a long sword in his hand, and stabbed the figure hiding under the flying leaves with his sword.

"Oh, don't kill me, don't kill me."

When the sound of crying came, Qian Wuqing drew his sword suddenly, and the elder brother Ziqing rushed over to help his trembling petite body on the ground.

"Tiger."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

After experiencing the shocking scene just now, Huzi, who was already a little stupid and timid, just kept repeating these four words, hiding in Ziqing's arms, not daring to look up.

Qian Wuqing fixed his eyes, knelt down and said, "What are you doing secretly following us?"

"Huzi," Ziqing said softly, "don't be afraid, don't be afraid"

Huzi turned the corner, nodded, wiped the tears off his face and said, "I... I'm here to eat, and Brother Six said he would bring me to eat roast chicken tonight."

Ziqing frowned, and immediately grabbed Huzi.

"Senior Brother Six, you mean that you made an appointment with Master Six to eat here last night, and what happened?"

"I waited for him for a long time, but he didn't come, bad guy, I will never play with him again."

"Junior brother, look..."

Qian Wuqing turned around and thought about it. Zijiang and Huzi had an appointment, but why did something unexpected happen? What's more, this is the back mountain of Cangshan Mountain, which has always been stable, so...

Ziqing comforted Huzi, and the three went to the back mountain together.

"Eldest brother, Huzi is an orphan. He was raised on the mountain since he was a child. Although he was not formally accepted as a disciple, he was loved by his grandfather. Sixth senior brother also took good care of him, right?"

Ziqing nodded: "Yes, Zijiang once told me that he once had a younger brother who died in an accident when he was young, so he took great care of Huzi as if he were his own younger brother."

"Oh, by the way," Ziqing said, pointing to the tangled grass in front of him, "this is where the woodcutter probably found Zijiang."

Qian Wuqing took a closer look, last night, Zijiang and Huzi wanted to find a secret place to eat, and didn't want to be discovered by other brothers, but here...

To eat roast chicken, you should need some dry firewood. Qian Wuqing followed his own train of thought and walked slowly to another steep slope. Usually, the back mountain of the Cangshan School is lush with trees, and even the woodcutters from the school will come here For chopping firewood, Sixth Senior Brother is a lazy person, maybe he wants to get local materials there, which is more convenient.

"Brother, let's go over there and have a look..."

"Father," Zibai said worriedly, trembling all over his body, frowning, "Just now you heard that Qian Wuqing said that he wanted to investigate thoroughly, and you said that if they find out that this matter has something to do with us, what should we do?" How to do it."

"Zibai," Qiu Huairen said, holding his son's shoulders, "don't worry, with daddy around, nothing will happen. It is precisely because Qian Wuqing is holding on to this matter tightly that daddy will send you to the capital. Meet with the prince's people as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Qiu Huairen let out a long breath: "Father originally thought that this matter would be slowed down for a while, but Zijiang, a troublesome ghost, almost ruined my event, so we have to speed up our pace. "

"Father," Zi Bai said weakly, "Actually, you don't have to kill Zi Jiang, if he doesn't die, he won't..."

"Zibai, you have to remember," Qiu Huairen stared at his own son, and said word by word, "Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. Besides, it is obviously Zijiang himself who spared his life. With his relationship with Qian Wuqing, do you think our father and son can still stand here and talk safely?"

Zibai was speechless, although his relationship with Zijiang was not usually good, but after all, he was a brother of the same school, so he couldn't help feeling a little guilty and more afraid.

"Father," Zibai raised his concerns again, "What if Qian Wuqing already knew the truth before the child came back, what should I do?"

Qiu Huairen squinted his eyes confidently, with a sinister air overflowing: "Father will never allow such a thing to happen, you can go to the capital to do business with peace of mind."

"Yes, Dad."

There was one more thing Qiu Huairen didn't say, because his intuition had clearly told his son that Qian Wuqing was already doubting himself.

The next day, Zibai left Cangshan and rushed to the capital. Afterwards, Qian Wuqing released a carrier pigeon to his aunt Qian Manduo in the capital. We all need to know what this Zibai will do, let alone gossip information. Things, for this senior gossip aunt, are just as simple as moving a finger.

"Brother, where was Uncle Qiu that night?"

Ziqing thought for a while and said, "Uncle Master didn't do anything that night, he went back to his room early to rest."

Speaking of this, Ziqing came back to the country: "Master, what do you mean..."

Qian Wuqing stood up from the chair behind the desk, "Let's go to the main hall to see Senior Brother Six."

The mountain has already been inspected, and there are no important clues, so the only person who can provide important clues is the deceased himself. Qian Wuqing deliberately delayed the examination of the body by a day, the purpose is to see if there is anything suspicious under his surveillance people come over.

However, those who hid in the dark were really patient and never made a move.

Seeing the sixth senior brother who had been with him all the time lying here without a sound, Qian Wuqing closed his eyes slightly, held his hand and said, "Sixth senior brother, please rest assured, the murderer will be caught as soon as possible to comfort your soul .”

"Master, Master Qiu sent someone to say that the mourning hall for the sixth brother is ready, when will..."

Qian Wuqing didn't answer, but stared at the left hand of the sixth senior brother Zijiang. It was obvious that he was holding something in his palm.

After finally breaking it apart, a piece of fabric suddenly appeared, but this piece of fabric...

Ziqing's eyes widened: "This piece of fabric...isn't it from our Cangshan school? How could it be..."

Qian Wuqing didn't speak, took out the white handkerchief in his hand, wrapped it tightly, and hid it on his body. The next thing was more complicated than they thought.

"Brother, we need to be a little more cautious," Qian Wuqing said coldly, "Before the important thing comes out, this matter will be kept secret for the time being."

"I understand," Ziqing nodded.

At night, the night wind blows.

When the sound of the flute came, Qian Wuqing put down the pages of the book in his hand and went out of the room.

"Mother."

Qian Jinding, who was wearing a black cloak with her body behind her back, couldn't see the expression on her face at all, and even treated her biological son with the same indifference as usual.

(End of this chapter)