Fortunate Young Gentleman

Tang Ning didn't know how other places were, but the public security in Yong'an County under his father-in-law's jurisdiction was not very good.

He had just been here for less than a month, and he had already encountered a murder case, and there were countless small cases of theft and robbery.

Just now, when they were strolling on the street, the constable named Peng Chen also subdued a thief who was stealing.

There was another thing that Tang Ning had never forgotten.

A month ago, he had the opportunity to occupy this body only after the original owner of this body died.

This was not possession, but rebirth in another sense.

Tang Ning also thought that in another world, this unknown scholar who died unfortunately might live in a certain place like him, full of doubts and surprises.

Of course, he had no way to verify these.

He once asked the beggars that early that morning, several masked men dragged the original owner of this body into the alley and beat him up. He should have died at that time.

Tang Yaoyao hit him with a stone-wrapped hydrangea, creating a place for him to live, a talented wife, and a father-in-law who is a county magistrate. He should be grateful to Tang Yaoyao.

To think differently, if it weren't for those people, his soul might still be floating around, and there would be no Tang Ning now.

He was grateful to Tang Yaoyao, but not to those people.

Perhaps it was because Tang Yaoyao had longer legs than them, and he liked people with long legs.

He was not a person who would not repay a favor. Since he had received the kindness of this unknown scholar, he naturally wanted to do something for him.

Moreover, he didn't know the identities of those people, nor did he know their purpose. For his own safety, he had to be careful.

Tang Ning hid these thoughts deep in his heart, turned around and asked Peng Chen: "Have you practiced martial arts?"

When he saw the other party subduing the thief just now, his movements were smooth and simple, and it was obvious that he had martial arts skills.

Peng Chen just nodded, and was frugal with words.

Tang Ning thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Who is better, you or Tang Yaoyao?"

Tang Yaojing said that she was a martial arts master who could dominate the martial arts world. Tang Ning naturally didn't believe it, but he was very curious about how advanced the martial arts in this world could be.

Peng Chen looked calm and said, "I haven't fought him."

Tang Ning could tell from his expression that the martial arts master Tang Yaoyao, who was a martial arts master, must not be taken seriously by this little constable.

A little constable could ignore her, so it can be seen that Tang Yaoyao was just a little bit of martial arts...

Unconsciously, the two had walked to the alley where Tang Ning woke up that day.

In the corner, an old beggar leaned against the wall, and several children surrounded him.

The old beggar held a few tattered thin books in his hand, waved them in front of the children, and said: "I think you are all rare martial arts geniuses. I have a few secret books here. With a little practice, you can open up the Ren and Du meridians and become a rare master in the world. I will sell this good thing to you for ten cents. How about it?"

Tang Ning now knew that this old beggar was an old liar. Last time, he embarrassed him in front of Qing'er. In the past few days, even Zhong Yi reminded him several times not to let his mind wander and not to always think about immortals and mountains...

He glanced at the old beggar and walked into the alley.

The beggars in the alley immediately became energetic when they saw him come in.

"Sir, you are here again..."

"Everyone come here, come here!"

Several beggars got up from the ground and immediately surrounded him.

Tang Ning distributed several steamed buns wrapped in lotus leaves to them and asked, "How is it, is there any news?"

Several beggars took the steamed buns, and the leader smiled and said, "Sir, I have been asking people to inquire these days. I will inform you immediately if there is any news about the little beggar!"

There was still no news about the little beggar. Tang Ning was used to it and was not anxious. He asked again, "Where are those people?"

The beggar looked embarrassed and said, "Sir, they all had black cloths on their faces that day. Even if they appeared in front of us, we couldn't recognize them..."

Peng Chen had been standing behind Tang Ning, watching him and these beggars being quite familiar with each other. A trace of doubt appeared on his face, but he soon regained his composure.

When Tang Ning walked out of the alley, he sighed lightly.

Although he had asked the constables in the yamen to pay more attention, these beggars were more familiar with Lingzhou City and could play a greater role. However, there was no news these days. The little beggar must have left Lingzhou City.

He stood at the entrance of the alley, and a voice of cursing reached his ears.

"Old man, you cheated the children's money again!"

"Shameless, why didn't God send down a thunderbolt to kill you!"

"If you dare to cheat my children again, I will break your legs!"

...

After several men punched and kicked the old beggar in the corner, they dragged their children and walked away.

The old beggar patted the footprints on his body, picked up the thin books, and shook his head and said: "You don't know the goods, you don't know the goods..."

He stood up with the help of the wall and saw a young man standing at the entrance of the alley.

The young man was looking at him.

He thought for a while, took a few steps forward, and said: "Little brother, I see that you are amazing, and you are a rare martial arts genius. I have a few martial arts secrets here, ten cents each to sell to you..."

Tangning had a piece of silver left over from buying steamed buns just now, so she threw it to him and said, "Take it to buy some food. Don't lie to children again..."

The old beggar took the broken silver, shook his head and said: "Hey, you and I are willing to do business, how can we call it cheating..."

Tangning had no time to argue with him here, so she shook her head and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

The old beggar called him from behind.

Tang Ning turned around and the old beggar handed over several thin books in his hand and said, "You forgot your things. You bought these with your money."

Unexpectedly, this old beggar still had principles and was different from ordinary charlatans. Tangning casually took the book and said, "Okay."

At this time, the old beggar looked him over and said in surprise: "Why do I think you look familiar..."

Tangning's heart moved, she looked at him and asked, "Do you know me?"

The old beggar thought for a while, and suddenly a look of shock appeared on his face, and he couldn't believe it: "You, aren't you dead?"

Tangning's heart skipped a beat and she forced herself to calm down, "What did you say?"

"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense..." The old beggar said to himself, shaking his head in confusion.

Tangning thought for a while, looked at him and said, "Old man, I was injured a few days ago and have forgotten many things. If you know anything, please tell me..."

The old man asked in surprise: "Have you lost your memory?"

Tangning nodded.

The old man asked again: "Do you remember that you were beaten that morning?"

Tangning shook her head.

The old man thought for a while and asked, "Do you remember who you are?"

Tangning continued to shake her head.

"Then you also forgot about the one hundred taels of silver you owed me?"

"..."

The old man thought for a moment, then suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "Have you forgotten, I am your great-uncle. Your parents died when you were young, and it was I who raised you up..."

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Tangning was holding a few books in her hands. When she was having dinner last night, she noticed that the table was a little wobbly. These shabby books should be just right for padding the corners of the table.

He didn't get anything useful out of the old beggar's mouth. The old beggar just happened to see those people leaving the alley that morning, so he was shocked that he came back to life.

He suppressed these thoughts, looked at Peng Chen, and asked: "Yi'an County Government, is there anyone you know well?"

Lingzhou City is divided into two jurisdictions. Yong'an County Government Office and Ngee'an County Government Office occupy one side each. In other words, half of the area in Lingzhou City is beyond the reach of his father-in-law.

It would be easier to find the little beggar if the power of the two government agencies could be used.

Peng Chen shook his head and said: "Lord Zhong and the magistrate of Ngai An had a grudge in the early years. Apart from minor frictions, there has been no contact in recent years."

Tangning gave up the idea for the time being, sighed, and said, "Let's go back first."

Nghe An County Government.

A yamen servant waved his hand to the woman standing in front of the yamen, wearing a hairpin and a skirt of cloth, and said impatiently: "How many times have I told you, if it's not there, it's not there. You can go look elsewhere..."

The woman was wearing a sarong with a few patches on the skirt, and her face was extremely haggard.

She looked at the yamen servant with a slightly pale face, and whispered: "Sir, when you have news about him, please tell me, I, I will come back tomorrow..."

The yamen officer looked at her and felt a little unbearable in his heart, and said, "Okay, okay, what is his name? Say it again. I will tell you when there is news."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..." A hint of joy appeared on the woman's face, and she said hurriedly: "His name is Tang Ning, the Tang of Tang poetry, the peaceful Ning..."