My First Husband After Transmigration

Chapter 91

Such a cautious man, knowing he had made too many enemies in his life, would never have let anyone know his whereabouts if he wanted to retire. Fortunately, He Bi, with his special status and that "broken sign," eventually found his residence and made him reveal the truth about the Tao family's rebellion.

Given his position, he should have had the opportunity to stand up and speak up for Tao Men back then.

He didn't.

Perhaps in his heart, who was right and who was wrong was irrelevant to him; he was merely an executor. Or perhaps, for his own future and interests, he had to do it.

Such a person. (c2)

Although Yang Nianqing had been speculating about it for a long time, she was still extremely surprised when she actually met Magistrate Cao.

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In her mind, Cao Tongpan should be the kind of person who is still vigorous and powerful in his old age. However, who would have thought that the thin and gentle old man in front of her was Cao Tongpan who personally took more than a hundred lives back then?

This short old man had such a gentle demeanor and a kind smile that if he were wearing reading glasses, Yang Nianqing would almost mistake him for the old man who lectured on literary history.

However, because she didn't have reading glasses, Yang Nianqing saw those piercing eyes and immediately believed the truth, understanding why he hadn't saved the Tao family back then.

Those eyes were fierce and bright, like an eagle hunting for food. They not only had the same indifference as He Bi, but also carried a hint of disdainful cruelty. Just by looking into his eyes, you would feel that he was sneering.

Such a person would never waste his energy on irrelevant people and things. Besides, the court had entrusted him with an important task, which was a good opportunity for his career. How could he let it go?

His voice was booming, startling Yang Nianqing the moment he opened his mouth. She hadn't expected such a small, thin old man to speak so loudly, like a cannon firing—his voice was even louder than a human's. (42)

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Now, he's patting He Bi on the shoulder and laughing loudly: "Truly, the younger generation is formidable! When I saw the sign the other day, I knew that after these years of leisure, trouble had finally arrived..."

As soon as he entered, he recognized He Bi.

Hearing him call everyone "trouble" so bluntly, He Bi wasn't angry. Instead, a smile appeared in his eyes: "Trouble won't come to those who are afraid of it."

It was all江湖语 (jianghu yǔ, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry), without a trace of official formality.

Judge Cao smiled with satisfaction and deliberately asked, "What do you mean by that?"

“Troubles can all be solved, at most you’ll just complain a bit,” He Bi looked at him and actually became humorous. “If you were really afraid of it, wouldn’t you have let it bother you to death long ago? In that case, what use would it be for a junior to find a dead person?”

Magistrate Cao laughed and invited everyone to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, two children ran in, calling out "Grandpa" and trying to snuggle into his arms. He chuckled and picked one of them up, placing him on his lap.

In that instant, Yang Nianqing felt that he was like an ordinary person again, an ordinary, kind grandfather.

That smile was definitely not faked; it was the contented expression one would have when surrounded by children and grandchildren, enjoying the bliss of family life. It seems that he was very satisfied with this kind of life after washing his hands.

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Two servants came up and took the child away.

After watching his grandson leave, Magistrate Cao turned to the crowd and sighed, "I understand why you have come here, but this is all I know now. Tang Jingfeng and Liu Ru have received their just deserts. Isn't this case already closed?"

He was looking at He Bi and didn't pay attention to Nangong Xue. It seems that although He Bi's boss-like face is not usually liked by others, it just happens to suit his temperament.

He Bi stared at him: "This junior only has one question to ask, senior, would you be willing to tell me the truth?"

Judge Cao was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "I am no longer in that position, so if you ask, I naturally dare not not answer."

He Bi was indeed blunt: "Back then, did not a single member of the Tao family survive?"

Upon hearing this, Judge Cao's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "What makes you say that?"

He Bi glared at him: "When the body was identified afterward, was there really nothing suspicious?"

silence.

Nangong Xue sat quietly to the side, not saying much.

Finally, Magistrate Cao sneered: "Although I am old now, I may not have lost to you in handling matters back then. I know those rules as well as you do. If the imperial decree is to exterminate the whole family, how could I be so careless?"

After saying that, he stared intently at He Bi and said, word by word, "I cannot bear the crime of protecting traitors and condoning treason."

for a long time.

He Bi looked at him and slowly nodded: "This junior was presumptuous, please forgive me, senior."

"No need to see me out."

Now that they had received the answer, there was no need to stay and say any more. So everyone stood up to say goodbye and left, and Magistrate Cao saw them off as well.

After taking a few steps, He Bi suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at him: "There are many revenge stories in the martial arts world nowadays. Master Tang and Hero Liu have been killed. Senior, you must be careful."

He nodded: "Thank you."

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With Madam Ye's death, almost all leads have been cut off.

Cao Tongpan meant that the Tao family had indeed been completely wiped out.

Was his word true or false? The murderer wouldn't avenge someone for no reason. If someone from the Tao family had truly escaped that calamity, Prefect Cao probably wouldn't dare to speak out. Who could bear the heavy responsibility of conspiring with the thief and deceiving the emperor? He understood the court's methods better than anyone, and besides, He Bi was now a member of the public service. How could he easily believe him?

He also has a family, children, and grandchildren.

Everyone knew he would be cautious, so they didn't expect him to tell the truth. What they didn't expect was that the old man was gentle, shrewd, and cunning, like an old fox. He concealed his words and expressions very well, and even He Bi and Nangong Xue couldn't see the slightest flaw.

The murderer is still alive and well, and more importantly, he's still capable of killing. Logically, his next, or rather, last, target should be Magistrate Cao, which is why He Bi warned him.

After Li You and Qiu Bailu left, He Bi moved to a room closer to everyone and would walk around every night.

Volume Four: A Man in the Jianghu Doesn't Care!

Updated on Shuxiang Chinese Website: 2008-02-26 10:50:40 Word Count: 5804

"Sister Yang, do you think Brother Nangong would like to eat this?"

Looking at the soup, Yang Nianqing paused for a moment, then mumbled, "He... should like it, right?"

"Then I'll take it to him first."

Watching Tang Kesi walk away happily, Yang Nianqing sat on the stone railing again, looking at the sky reflected in the water with a sigh.

Thinking of my parents in the 21st century, even though that home no longer exists, they must still be heartbroken by my sudden "drowning and drowning." And Rui Rui, even though she chose to abandon her friends at the crucial moment, it was for her own life, and she must still feel guilty.

Regardless, that world has become a dream.

More than half a month has passed, and the case has made almost no progress. No evidence can be found at the scene where Jianghu Rumors said he died. The incident at Taomen back then was actually a secret order from above, and it was handled too secretly. He Bi secretly sent people to investigate, but they found no clues.

They'll probably be back soon. He doesn't want to see her again. If they come back, they'll be seeing each other all the time; how will they face each other then? Yang Nianqing suddenly wanted to give up the investigation. This underworld, these cases, had nothing to do with her from the beginning, yet she'd been inexplicably dragged into it—it was ridiculous. (54)

If we don't investigate the case, where else can we go?

Nangong Xue didn't mention leaving again, and Yang Nianqing naturally wouldn't either. Besides, he already had Tang Kesi by his side, and his tolerance and care for her were something Nangong Xue herself hadn't realized.

Yang Nianqing secretly hoped they could be together, but she also really wanted to leave.

Should she leave quietly? Li You and Qiu Bailu weren't around, and the case was already stressful enough; she didn't want to cause them any more trouble. Besides, she didn't know where to go; in this world, she had nothing.

When people feel lonely, they tend to be particularly pessimistic about the things around them.

This world isn't like the legends portray it. Those chivalrous heroes never seem to worry about making a living, and the transmigrated female characters in novels are all wealthy patrons, possessing either great abilities or incredible luck. But here, she only knows a few characters in traditional Chinese, can't speak the dialects of any trade, and even exchanging silver or copper coins is a problem, let alone the market. Lacking both literary and martial skills, she doesn't dare gamble; she might even starve to death. Is she really destined to end up on the streets, singing a few pop songs to attract handsome men?

There are handsome guys with lots of money, and it's not impossible to get them to sponsor you, but he would never agree.

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Lost in thought, I suddenly felt a weight on my shoulder.

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A cloak was draped over her body.

Nangong Xue frowned slightly: "It's still cold outside, and the stones are chilly. Don't sit for too long."

Perhaps it was because it was so cold, but looking at that warm smile, Yang Nianqing was completely lost in thought. Seeing her infatuated expression, Nangong Xue was taken aback at first, then shook her head with amusement and sat down on the stone railing as well.

How could such a well-mannered young nobleman sit so casually on a rock, just like her?

"What's wrong?" 42

"You... used to sit like this?"

"No."

"That……"

"You learn very quickly?"

“Yes,” Yang Nianqing blinked, surprised that he would joke, “A photographic memory, a genius like you learns everything so quickly, if it were where we were—”

Nangong Xue smiled and asked, "How is it?"

“If you were where we were, everyone would want to be a teacher,” she finally chuckled. “Anyone with such a brilliant student as you would be incredibly proud of themselves.”

"Is it nice where you are?"

Yang Nianqing was taken aback, then turned her face away: "Of course, it's very nice where we are... I think..."

"What are you thinking about?" 34

Such a person is someone anyone can trust. In his presence, Yang Nianqing didn't intend to hide her emotions, so she suppressed her heartache and forced a smile: "I want to go back, but I don't know how."

Nangong Xue remained silent. (d7)

The sorrow and contradiction that flashed in those phoenix eyes in an instant was something Yang Nianqing hadn't expected. She really couldn't understand how someone as beautiful as jade and snow could have such a complex and melancholy look in her eyes, making people feel sorry for her.

Before she could speak, a pair of arms had already tightly embraced her!

His embrace was warm, not exciting, but comforting, like bathing in a hot spring, slowly dispelling the chill in my heart...

A murmured voice came from above: "You really want to leave?"

She froze.

He said nothing more, but simply held her even tighter.