The little heroine investigates a mysterious case

On the roof of the main hall of Qingfeng Courtyard, Zhao Xuan was about to shout to Yulan when Huang Shuo covered her mouth. Huang Shuo shook his head at Zhao Xuan, carried Zhao Xuan on his back, and suddenly turned around and flew away.

In the general's mansion, Qin Shao was drinking alone in the study. Madam Zheng Fanghua pushed the door open and walked in, carrying two plates of snacks, and placed them on the table next to Qin Shao.

"General, don't worry too much. Miss Zhao is a skilled martial artist and will definitely turn danger into safety."

"Has Mr. Zhao lost his mind?! He slit his own throat before I could even say a few words?!"

Qin Shao punched the table, which shattered into pieces. Zheng Fanghua took a step back in fright.

Qin Shao's eyes were bloodshot: "Tell me, how am I going to explain this to Xiaoman in the future?!"

"General, you, you are acting impartially, and there is nothing wrong with that," Zheng Fanghua squatted down, picked up the broken cups on the ground, and patiently persuaded, "I think Miss Zhao will understand your difficulties after knowing the whole story..."

"What the hell is that?! How can she be understanding of me after I forced her father to death? Then she's not Zhao Xiaoman! It's a good thing she didn't cut me into pieces!!"

Qin Shao stood up and paced back and forth impatiently, complaining, "What general, what minister of war? I don't want to get involved in this mess! I shouldn't have beaten Ma Baoguo! Forget it, there's no point saying anything now! From today on, the General's Mansion will be closed to visitors and no one will be seen! When His Majesty wakes up, the door will be opened to welcome guests!"

Three days later, Qilan Palace.

At this time, the lights in the hall were bright. Gu Zhanghua was pale and lying motionless on the bed. Xiao Aiyue held her son's hand and cried breathlessly. Three imperial doctors knelt in front of the bed. One of the imperial doctors was treating Gu Zhanghua. Suddenly, Xiao Aiyue fainted beside Gu Zhanghua, and there was chaos in the hall.

On the roof of Qilan Palace, Zhao Xuan was sitting on the tiles, sobbing and wiping her tears. Huang Shuo was hanging upside down on the roof, looking at the situation in the palace. He bent down, jumped up, and landed right next to Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan looked at Huang Shuo with tears in her eyes.

"Is Xiaowu dead too?"

"I don't know. He's probably not dead yet, but he'll be dead soon."

Zhao Xuan sobbed, "It was me who killed Xiaowu. I shouldn't have let him play games."

"It's not you."

"Who else can we go to now?"

"do not know."

Zhao Xuan wiped away her tears: "I have lost my home. I can't go back to Qingfengyuan, I can't go back to my grandfather's house, and Xiaowu is dying... I really want to have a home..."

The next morning, Huang Shuo used the last two copper coins he had to buy a few steamed buns. Just as he was about to return to his hiding place, he saw wanted posters for Zhao Xiaoman and Zhao Xuan posted everywhere on the street. He finally confirmed that what the official in Qingfengyuan said was true. It seemed that he could no longer let Zhao Xuan stay in Liyang City and had to take Zhao Xuan away quickly.

This was an extremely simple task for Huang Shuo. At noon, he was already galloping through the mountains and forests with Zhao Xuan on his back.

Zhao Xuan asked, "Uncle Huang, where are we going?"

"do not know."

"Why don't you know anything?"

Huang Shuo thought for a moment and said, "Maybe go to a place far, far away where you won't be wanted."

"What is that place?"

Huang Shuo sighed, stood still, and sat down with Zhao Xuan under a big tree to rest and share buns.

Huang Shuo then said, "My master brought me up the mountain when I was very young and I became the only lay disciple of Tianyi Taoist Temple."

"Your master picked you up, too?" Zhao Xuan gestured. "When you were this tiny? Wrapped in a piece of cloth?"

"Well, I followed my master to practice martial arts until three years ago when I went down the mountain to gain experience. The first person I met was your master."

"and then?"

"Since I stole your master's wine and owed her money to pay it back, I've been following your master around the Wuwei Escort Agency. We chatted and drank every day, and accompanied her on escort missions, mainly to protect her safety. Until a month ago, your master assigned me to investigate the Flame Organization. That was my first solo mission."

"Okay, I understand. You can't live without my master, but now my master is dead, what should we do?"

Huang Shuo gritted his teeth: "I...I can support you."

"Do you have money?"

Huang Shuo gritted his teeth again: "No."

"Then how will you support me?"

Huang Shuo didn't say anything else, but carried Zhao Xuan on his back again and walked aimlessly for three days and three nights. They unexpectedly arrived at Yanzhou City in the northeast of Xia State. Both of them were starving, but Huang Shuo still couldn't figure out what he should do to make money to support Zhao Xuan.

When the two passed by the gate of a mansion, Zhao Xuan stopped and looked up at Huang Shuo: "This family looks quite wealthy. Why don't I go and work as a maid for them? At least I can have food to eat, and I can even secretly save some for you!"

"no!"

When the two passed a restaurant, Zhao Xuan stopped again and looked up at Huang Shuo: "How about I work as a waiter in this restaurant? Meals will be provided!"

"no!"

When the two passed by a small building decorated with flowers, several girls dressed in seductive clothes at the door waved to Huang Shuo. Zhao Xuan stopped again. Huang Shuo immediately frowned and pulled Zhao Xuan out of the city gate.

Zhao Xuan looked back eagerly and suggested again, "Uncle Huang, I think if you can please those sisters, they might give us two steamed buns! Three steamed buns will do!"

Huang Shuo couldn't stand it any longer: "Shut up!"

The two walked until the sun set in the west, and suddenly saw a village appearing in front of them. Huang Shuo hurriedly carried Zhao Xuan on his back, quickened his pace, and soon arrived at the village entrance. There were three words written on a large stone at the entrance: Heyan Village.

There was a blacksmith shop at the entrance of the village. It was dusk and the blacksmiths had finished their work and were preparing to go home for dinner.

An old man saw Huang Shuo and Zhao Xuan standing at the door of the blacksmith shop and asked in confusion, "Are you here to look for relatives or someone?"

Huang Shuo put Zhao Xuan down and asked, "Do you still hire blacksmiths in your shop? I'll provide food and lodging, but no wages."

The old man looked Huang Shuo up and down, patted Huang Shuo on the shoulder, nodded and praised: "You have a strong body!"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Xuan and asked, "This is..."

Zhao Xuan rolled her eyes, held Huang Shuo's hand, and said to the old man crisply: "This is my father, his name is Huang Shuo, and I am his daughter, my name is Huang Huacai! I am six years old this year! My family suffered a disaster, my mother... died on the road..."

The old man hurriedly picked up Zhao Xuan and sighed, "Oh, poor child, come on! Let's go to my house for dinner first, and we can talk slowly!"

Huang Shuo followed the old man, smacking his lips and muttering, "Daylily... How stupid must I be to name my daughter this?"

Zhao Xuan lay in the old man's arms, blinking at Huang Shuo and shouting, "Dad! Dad! Walk faster! I'm hungry!"

Huang Shuo stumbled, closed his eyes silently, and quickly followed.

Later they learned that the old man was Uncle Wu, the village chief of Heyan Village.