Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

When Li Changtian was surprised that Uncle Zhao was not an ordinary person, Yan Shu had already made several moves with the sword, and in a flash, Yan Shu slashed the sword from the other person's hand and gained the upper hand.

The man took a step back, stabilized his body, and did not move again, as if he was not afraid of the sword in Yan Shu's hand.

The next moment, Yan Shu suddenly pulled back, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, knelt down on one knee to the man, lowered his head and shouted.

"Father."

Li Changtian, who was still trying to rush over to help, quickly stopped and widened his eyes: "Huh?"

Adoptive father? ? ?

The man showed a relieved look and said, "Shu'er, get up."

Yan Shu stood up, picked up the sword that he had just shot down from the ground, and respectfully offered it with both hands.

The other person put away his sword and looked at Li Changtian: "Who is this little brother?"

Yan Shu said, "Foster father, this is the friend I made along the way."

"Friend?" The man's voice was a little surprised, his eyebrows raised slightly, "Shu'er, you have always been alone, and this trip is also by order. How did you make a friend on the road?"

"It's a long story." Yan Shu said.

"It's okay, I'll talk about it later." The man turned his head and asked Li Changtian, "Little brother, what's your name?"

Li Changtian quickly said his name.

"My dear Qin Jueming, it's a pleasure meeting." The man nodded.

Judging from his appearance, Qin Jueming seems to be less than forty years old.

It's just that the simple and pure blue cotton robe doesn't match the words "Suofang Jiedushi" at all.

Li Changtian frantically clasped his fists in return.

"Shu'er, take this little brother to the guest room, and then come to the hall for dinner." Qin Jueming, holding his sword, turned around and walked back into the room.

Yan Shu bowed his head and saluted: "Okay."

"Ah, ah, ah." Zhao Bo hunched his back and shouted to Yan Shu twice.

"Uncle Zhao, you can go too busy." Yan Shu cupped his hands.

Zhao Bo nodded and turned to leave.

Yan Shu picked up the package that fell from the ground because of the fight, and said to Li Changtian, "Let's go."

"You, you don't, don't you explain it?" Li Changtian followed Yan Shu's footsteps in confusion.

"What do you want to know?" Yan Shu asked.

Li Changtian brushed his thoughts, and then asked, "Is he your foster father?"

Yan Shu nodded: "Well, after my father's unjust death, it was my foster father who adopted me."

"Then why did he hit you just now?"

"My adoptive father taught me martial arts since I was a child, and he was testing me just now."

"But aren't you here to investigate the case?"

"right."

"Then your adoptive father, isn't that the one who was investigated?"

"right."

"But..." Li Changtian came back, "He is your foster father!"

Yan Shu looked at Li Changtian and said lightly, "Is it related to him being my foster father when I investigate the case?"

Li Changtian: "…"

Li Changtian was stunned.

Ah, what is unselfishness.

Ah, what do you mean by not being selfish?

Ah, what is heaven and earth.

After being stunned, Li Changtian applauded with emotion.

Yan Shu: "…"

Yan Shu led Li Changtian to the guest room of the West Side Courtyard. He pushed open the wooden door and said, "You can rest here."

Li Changtian asked, "How about you?"

"I am on the east side of the hospital, you can come and find me if you have anything."

"Okay, thank you."

"You rest for a while, then go to the hall. There are no servants here, and no one is calling for dinner." Yan Shu was afraid that Li Changtian could not remember, so he slowed down, "So you have to remember that when breakfast is eating, lunch is in At noon, dinner is…”

"Wait, wait," Li Changtian heard in a fog, "What time?"

"Eating time, noon time..."

"What what? What to eat?"

Yan Shu: "...I'll call you during dinner."

"Okay, thank you brother." Li Changtian clenched his fists gratefully.