The little heroine investigates a mysterious case

At night, there were only a few pedestrians on the streets of the capital. Qin Shao rode his horse silently alongside Zhao Xiaoman's carriage, the horse's hooves making a crisp ticking sound.

Seeing the city gate in front of him, Qin Shao finally stopped his horse and said to the carriage: "Xiao Man, I have something to tell you."

Zhao Xiaoman's carriage did not stop, but continued to move forward. Zhao Xiaoman's lazy voice came from the carriage: "I'm drunk. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Qin Shao watched Zhao Xiaoman's carriage slowly drive out of the city gate. He suddenly wondered if he had really lost her. But he still decided to make one last effort.

Zhao Xiaoman did not intentionally ignore Qin Shao, but was really drunk. When she woke up the next day, it was an hour later than usual. She wondered if Zhao Xuan was lazy and did not practice again. Sure enough, she saw Yulan bringing in a basin of water for washing her face, with her lips pouted.

"Miss! The young lady..."

Zhao Xiaoman looked at the scratches on Yulan's face and asked in surprise: "What happened to your face? Was it scratched by a cat?"

"You're still a little miss! Not only do you stay in bed and don't practice, but you've also got a bad habit of getting mad when you wake up. You cry and make a fuss and you can't stop me from crying. You even use your claws, oh no, your hands, to scratch my face!"

"That's too much! I'll beat her up later to vent your anger!"

"Forget it. I asked her for a long time and found out that she was angry because you didn't sleep in the same bed with her last night!"

"I was just afraid that the alcohol would offend her," Zhao Xiaoman said, wiping her face and laughing. "According to you, should I beat myself up to vent your anger?"

Yulan pursed her lips and smiled: "Why do you always make fun of me! I think you should stop pampering the little lady. She is already six years old, it's time for her to sleep in her own bed."

"Sister Lan, let me tell you a secret."

"What secret?"

"I don't want to sleep separately, Xuan'er is just spoiling me!"

Yulan looked up in silence, then suddenly added, "Huang Biaotou and Master Guo are both waiting for you in the courtyard. But the strange thing is, Huang Biaotou flies away as soon as he sees me. I don't know what's going on."

Zhao Xiaoman, who was wiping her face, asked curiously, "You fly away as soon as you see you? Is that okay?"

Huang Shuo had been trying to find a chance to sit down and talk with Zhao Xiaoman for the past few days. Why did she arbitrarily tie him and Yulan together? But he had to investigate the case, and Zhao Xiaoman had her own things to do, so it had been delayed until today.

When Huang Shuo saw Zhao Xiaoman leaving the house, he rushed to her first. He was about to say what he had to say when he saw Yulan following him out with a washbasin. Huang Shuo jumped onto the roof without saying a word. Before Zhao Xiaoman could react, Yulan had already turned around and went to the backyard. Huang Shuo immediately appeared in front of Zhao Xiaoman again.

"Xiao Man, I really need to have a good talk with you. Can you please stop thinking about this?"

At this moment, Yulan came back with the basin and called out to Zhao Xiaoman with concern: "Miss, you should go with me to have breakfast first, otherwise it will get cold again!"

While Zhao Xiaoman turned around to respond, Huang Shuo jumped onto the roof again.

Yulan shouted, "Miss, look, look, the yellow dart has flown away again!"

"Really?" Zhao Xiaoman muttered, then put her hands on her hips and shouted towards the rooftop, "Huang Shuo! Did you take the wrong medicine so early in the morning? Get down here right now!"

Huang Shuo's answer was weak: "No less..."

Zhao Xiaoman looked at Guo Da, who was grinning happily.

Zhao Xiaoman was very puzzled and asked Guo Da: "Tell me, what is going on?"

Guo Da walked slowly in front of Zhao Xiaoman and said gloatingly, "I thought your alcohol tolerance was improving, but I didn't expect the Changxiangju I brewed to be so strong and spicy. If the three of us shared a jar, you would be drunk!"

Zhao Xiaoman was speechless. "Me? Blacked out again? Oh my God! What did I do? Tell me quickly!"

Guo Da pointed at the roof, and then quietly pointed at Yulan who was looking at the roof happily.

Zhao Xiaoman screamed in surprise, then quickly covered her mouth. She moved closer to Guo Da and whispered, "Could it be that I tied them both up and forced them to do something?!"

Guo Da's face was filled with black lines: "It's not that serious! You just decided that they should get married today and spend the wedding night as soon as possible!"

When Yulan, who was holding the basin, heard Guo Da's words, the smile on her face froze. Her hand shook and the basin fell to the ground. She didn't care and turned around and ran away.

Zhao Xiaoman looked at Yulan's figure, then at Huang Shuo on the roof.

"So that's how it is, Huang Shuo is shy!"

Standing on the roof, Huang Shuo looked up to the sky and sighed. He was finally sure that even if he reasoned with Zhao Xiaoman, it would be like talking to a deaf person, a waste of time. He might as well get busy with serious matters, since he could fly anyway.

That afternoon, Ma Baoguo's family was having a lively dinner when a servant came with a visiting card, saying that General Qin Shao had submitted a card requesting a meeting.

The five boys cheered immediately upon hearing this, but Ma Baoguo was the only one feeling uneasy. Could it be that Qin Shao had found out about his last death plea and was out to pick a fight with him? But what was coming would come, and there was no way to avoid it. Ma Baoguo simply made up his mind and told everyone to continue eating while he went to meet Qin Shao alone.

Qin Shao stood at the gate of the mansion, looking inside, and was marveling at how novel and unique the Censor's house was. It was like a farmer's house where he had temporarily stopped for a rest during his march and battle. He felt a sense of familiarity. He walked in, picked up a piece of dried sweet potato drying on the ground, and began to chew it with relish.

But Ma Baoguo was terrified the moment he saw Qin Shao. Qin Shao was carrying a rectangular object tightly wrapped in black cloth. It looked like a machete, thick and heavy.

Ma Baoguo bravely bowed to Qin Shao and said, "General Qin, how are you?"

Qin Shao turned around, took another bite of the dried sweet potato, and praised: "This dried sweet potato is really delicious. Is it my sister-in-law's work?"

"Indeed, these are the sweet potatoes my wife planted in the backyard and dried them herself... I wonder what General Qin is bringing here for? If it's because I've offended the general by speaking frankly to His Majesty, and you're here to call him to task, I simply ask that you spare my family, and I'll take full responsibility!"

Qin Shao pointed his finger at Ma Baoguo and said, "Master Ma, Master Ma, I see you are truly eloquent when it comes to accepting advice. I haven't said anything yet, and you're already nagging me with so much! To be honest, I'm here to return the zither by imperial order!"

Qin Shao pointed behind him and said, "Youlan Qin, look how tightly I wrapped you up, afraid that even a little bit would be damaged."

Ma Baoguo was surprised and delighted, and bowed to Qin Shao again. Just as he was about to say something, the five guys behind him rushed out shouting and surrounded Qin Shao, asking him to tell stories about the war one by one.

Qin Shao smiled and said, "You want to hear war stories? Fine, you all look pretty strong. Come at me together. If you can knock me down, I'll tell you stories all night long!"

The five boys were very excited when they heard this and rushed forward. Qin Shao dodged and almost fell into the encirclement of the five boys several times.

They were having fun, but Ma Baoguo was worried. On the one hand, he was afraid that Qin Shao would hurt his son, and on the other hand, he was afraid that his son would make Qin Shao fall and damage his piano.

"General Qin, please show mercy! Oh, son! Don't hurt my zither!"