My bamboo horse is a broken sleeve

"Well, okay, let's go." Han Yan could see that the little thing was really anxious, after all, he was only so old, and after being away from adults for a long time, no matter how happy things attracted his attention, he would eventually feel fear .Han Yan was also worried that she would start crying halfway, so he simply picked her up and quickened his pace.

The little thing looked around all the way, as if looking for something similar to home in his memory.

"How is it? Little thing, is there anyone who looks familiar?"

"Ugh..."

As expected, he shook his head.I don't know how many streets I have crossed, how many alleys I have passed, how many houses I have searched for, no matter what Han Yan asks, the little thing will only babble along the way except shaking his head...

Han Yan couldn't help but start to wonder if this little thing knew what kind of aunt's parents were...

Maybe, I have to hug her like this and wander around all night...

Han Yan had already prepared for the worst, thinking that it was impossible, and reported to the officials early in the morning. Although some local governments have always been unreliable in handling affairs, Han Yan thought that as long as they showed their identities, they should not have the guts Be careless about what you tell yourself.

"Hiss..." His ears were pinched suddenly, and Han Yan's face turned black in the next second, "Little thing, what are you doing?"

"Home... home... come back... a... aunt..."

"Huh? Arrived?" Thank goodness...

Han Yan finally heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he was about to get rid of a burden, but he didn't want to meet again...what an unexpected change...

The little thing couldn't hold back when he arrived at the door of his house, he tried his best to twist his body to break away from Han Yan's arms, and Han Yan was eager to let go of her quickly, so he turned and left after putting her down.

However, just about ten steps away, unexpectedly, a piercing cry suddenly rose, piercing the dead silence.

"Little thing!?" Han Ye immediately heard the voice of the little thing, it hurts so much, it must be so frightening...

But the little thing has only left him for a while, what could happen?

Before Han Yan started to think about these issues, he was already in the courtyard, and the scene in front of him already explained everything.

Without further ado, Han Yan rushed to Xiaodong's side in two or three steps, and hugged her into his arms, preventing her from seeing the bloody and bloody scene lying on the ground in front of her again...

If his guess is correct, the cold corpse in the pool of blood is probably Xiaoxiong's aunt.

Now Han Yan has almost figured out why a little thing with a home can end up on the street.Presumably, she was sent out by her aunt for refuge.

Maybe the little thing doesn't understand what's going on, maybe she just knows that no matter how much she calls, she can't wake up her aunt, and she thinks she is hated by her aunt, that's why she's crying?

No matter what, he couldn't let the little thing stay here.

Regardless of whether the little thing is willing or not, Han Yi picked her up and quickly left the place.

"Woo...wow...one...don't...don't want me...daddy...daddy..."

"Little thing, don't cry..." Han Zhuo held the little thing in one hand, and stroked her head with the other, and didn't know what to say, after all, he had never tried to comfort others seriously.

Although he couldn't say anything nice, he was determined to do what he wanted to do.Little thing's aunt was obviously murdered by someone, and he must find out the murderer behind it.Even though the current self is too complicated to sort out and is entangled in all kinds of troubles, Han Yu still decides to intervene in this matter.

At this moment, the little thing kept calling Dad, as if he had exhausted his energy.

"Little thing, do you still remember where you live?" It's not convenient to bring the little thing with you, Han Yan thought to send her back as soon as possible, and by the way, tell the little thing's family about her aunt...

This time, the little thing stammered out a few useful words——

"Le... woole... Ann..."

"Lean?"

……

After picking up the horse, Han Yan went out of the city overnight without sleep. If he was not mistaken, the "Le'an" that the little thing said should be Le'an Township outside Quezhou City.

The events that happened one after another in recent days made Han Xie involuntarily think about it.Although it seems that the two sides are far apart, it is also a coincidence to meet a small thing, and naturally to encounter a murder case...

"Is it really just a coincidence? Or... is there a destiny? Could it be... God is suggesting something to me?..." Han Yu thought to himself, Hualiu was as fast as the wind, and within an hour, It has already entered the border of Le'an Township.

Following the random instructions of the little thing, after many twists and turns, Emperor Tian paid off, and finally let Han Zhuo find the so-called——

"Big tree".

Big—tree—?

Han Yi felt a stream of sadness in his heart, and suddenly he felt a severe headache. He didn't know whether it was from tiredness or the wind and cold... On this breezy early summer night...

If you have to go deeper, that's right, for a small thing, an orange tree as tall as a person can be considered a giant.Don't blame her for talking nonsense, causing him to run towards the towering tree, making several big circles in vain.

Maybe it's because she was overthinking, but after learning a lesson not long ago, Han Yan dared not let the little thing go alone, at least let him hand over the little thing to her father safely.

Thinking so, he got off the horse with the little thing in his arms and went to knock on the door.

But as soon as he raised his hand to touch the door, there was a creepy "squeak", and the door opened.

It seems...it's unlocked...

"But in the middle of the night, why didn't you lock the door?" Thinking of this, a bad premonition arose in his heart, Han Yan kept an eye out, and looked inside through the half-open door first. It's the fourth watch, and every household is in darkness...

See nothing but night, hear nothing but silence.

But there is only one color, which is bright and dazzling, and even the bright moonlight is stained with turbidity.

……

Han Yan stood there in a daze, his body stiffened for a moment.

After a while, he returned to the horse with the little thing in his arms in silence. Fortunately... she had already slept soundly... probably tired from crying, after all, the child really doesn't have much strength and can't last long.

In the early morning of the next day, Han Yan started to pack his luggage early, and the little thing at this time was still shrunk under the quilt, probably enjoying a sweet dream.Hearing her smacking her mouth from time to time, she thought she was dreaming of something delicious.

As for Han Yan, he didn't sleep all night.No one knew that he sent the little thing to a neighboring town, and after settling in the inn, he went back and forth to the little thing's home in Le'an Township.

But after that, his heart seemed to be oppressed by a huge boulder, and he was almost out of breath.

Is fate hard to crack?Or did someone do it on purpose?In the middle of the night, Han Xi, who was galloping in the strong wind, was already unable to think.

He clearly remembered the portrait he had seen, and the little boy's father who was hacked to death at home was exactly the one on the portrait——

The magistrate of Taiping County, Zhang Cailiang.

……

"My son... my son..."

Early in the morning, the person who knocked on the door would naturally not be the waiter.Han Yan stepped forward lightly, but the moment he opened the door, he raised his hand and made a silent gesture——

"Hush—be quiet, the child is still asleep."

Standing outside the door was a young man who hurried over from Quezhou City following the news of Han Zhuo.This is not surprising. For the past three years, Han Yan had to investigate the case of King Ziying secretly. He had to keep the emperor from the top and guard against "idle people" and he couldn't have too much contact with his family. Bo, it must be impossible to get things done, some helpers are needed outside, and they are scattered all over the place, and naturally they also have his eyeliner.

"My lord...then...where do you want the little one to settle the child?"

This question has already been considered by Han Yu.

"Take her to Guzhou..."

"Yes."

……

Now that Zhang Cailiang is dead, another clue is interrupted, just like before.Therefore, Han Yan was not too surprised, but this time he met the little thing, but it made his heart a little moved.After all, the person who died was her father, and the one who died tragically was her aunt.This time, the life that passed away before Han Xie's eyes was not just a broken thread. From another perspective, their death touched his heart.

Looking at it now, the murderer who killed Zhang Cailiang and Xiaoshi's aunt was most likely an enemy who was against him and had been lurking in the dark.They have achieved their goal, and according to past experience, they will not make another storm in the same place.Han Yan thought that he had to find the next clue as soon as possible, and he couldn't delay in Quezhou.

So, after the boy took the little thing away, Han Yan also packed his luggage as soon as possible, and went out...

In the early morning of the next day, at the beginning of the new day, Xia Mu was in the shade.Han Yan got up early, led the horse, and planned to go back.When I left, I reluctantly lingered under the signboard of the restaurant.

Wearing a cool hat in Tsing Yi, walking on the uneven stone and brick road in Baixi Town, the horseshoe on the sole of Liangju's feet made a crisp sound.The trails in Baixi Town follow the criss-crossing rivers and connect countless stone bridges, all of which are hidden in the shade of trees.

Occasionally, children frolicking in the streets and alleys, chanting vague songs, competing with each other for the few delicious snacks.One of the slightly fatter children snatched all the snacks, causing the other children to follow closely behind him.Suddenly, the big boy stood still on a stone step, with his hands desperately raised up, he turned to the child who was chasing him, and said arrogantly: "Brother Su said, who can memorize the melody, I will reward whoever has a snack, so all of this is mine."

"Cut, we've memorized the Qumei tune long ago. Brother Su clearly said that everyone would share it. How can you occupy it by yourself." One of the handsome boys retorted.

"Yes, yes." The other children echoed.

"I...I don't believe it, you...you guys are memorizing it!" The big boy looked a little guilty, but he still didn't want to give up the delicious food that was on his lips.

"Snow on the pavilion, hidden in the cold winter; drink with plum blossoms, and smell the fragrance of three drinks; chant the falling song, in the middle of Yushan Mountain; traces of steps, a thousand fluff..." Several children were babbling, and everyone seemed so serious .

Leading the horse, Han Yan walked past the children, "Take Meidiao... the same name as that restaurant..." Han Yan thought to himself without any waves.

"Shining on the head of the water, wandering in the shadow of a dragon, melancholy guest, is pure madness."

"How about it, give us some snacks."

"No! No!"

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