The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

Of course, it's not a fight.

It was just Fang Peilan who took the initiative to challenge Song Nan, and no one from Song Youcai or the Yun family intervened.

With Song Nan's small arms and legs, how can she compare to Fang Peilan?

She can only use the method taught by Grandma Yun based on her situation - if you can't beat her, run as hard as you can!

Perhaps because she was afraid of being beaten, Song Nan forced Fang Peilan to run around the village twice!

When she was exhausted and no longer wanted to run, Fang Peilan, who was behind her, threw away the stick in her hand: "Can't you do it after two laps? Let Aunt Yun practice for you again."

"No!"

Song Nan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Grandma Yun just said yesterday that she could let her rest for a while, but she didn't expect that she would fall into her mother's trap today.

What do you mean it won’t work after two turns?

Do you know how big the two circles of Zhuangzi are? !

In the previous life, the 800-meter physical test that Song Nan regarded as a little boss was like a little Karami in front of Zhuangzi. Now she can run around Zhuangzi twice, which is something she dare not think of!

"What don't you want? You must practice!"

Fang Peilan was not soft-hearted at all. Instead, he pointed at the mountains that could not be seen behind:

"Qiao'er followed Lao San into the mountains to look for medicine. She could run three or four laps even if she came here. Are you satisfied with just two laps?"

"If someone comes to arrest you in the future, you can't beat me with your small body. Can't you just rely on your size to run and hide? If nothing else works, you will be like Wang Tongpian's brother-in-law after being arrested. What should I do if I was locked in a cellar and almost suffocated to death?"

Song Nanchao whispered: "I'm caught, but I can't hold it in until I die."

She still has space and a mall...

Food and oxygen tanks are not expensive, and if that doesn't work out, she can still exchange them for biubiubiu, one biu for a masked man.

It’s just a little bit expensive to survive...

Fang Peilan knew what she was talking about, but still said seriously: "You still need to be strong to strike iron. Once you have the ability, you are better than anything else."

The child's grandfather is capable and can protect the child even after he dies.

But what if it doesn’t work one day?

After what happened half a month ago, Fang Peilan figured out that he was more capable than anything else, so he took Song Nan to practice martial arts together.

They are older, so it is not as easy as Song Hao's age to practice these things, but they still have to practice!

Must practice!

Her determined gaze made Song Nan sigh in his heart, just practice.

If something happens in the future, I can solve it in a way that I can't say out loud, and I can have a reason for it.

Song Nan turned to Fang Peilan with trembling hands: "Mom, give me a hand~"

Fang Peilan looked at the main courtyard not far away, expressionless: "It's such a short distance, just walk back by yourself."

Song Nan was about to cry but had no tears, "I ran too fast just now and my legs hurt."

"You're still running so fast when you're smoking?"

As Fang Peilan helped Song Nan walk back, she thought in her mind that one day she would wait for Song Nan to stretch her legs and then chase her, maybe more than these two laps.

A chill ran down Song Nan's back, but her attention was quickly drawn away by her cramped calf.

Little did he know that at this moment, he was being targeted again.

Taking advantage of the two days of rest, Song Nan decisively left Zhuangzi and hid in Fucheng.

On Zhuangzi, watching Fang Peilan practicing her body skills day after day, Song Nan felt guilty about how she could rest, so naturally she couldn't rest well.

I agreed to give myself two days of rest, so I must get enough rest!

Rest is the reward, so why feel guilty?

After working so hard for so long, aren’t we just rushing to live a good life for two days?

Song Nan really had a good two days in Fucheng!

On the first day I came to Fucheng, I heard people from all walks of life coming to eat hot pot talking about the recent major events in Qingzhou!

"Did you hear about it? Yesterday, several candidates went to the government office to sue Wang Tongxuan of Qingzhou! They said that he used his power to suppress people and let them marry girls related to the Wang family."

"Your information is inaccurate. What I heard is that Wang Tongpan gave them money to take the exam, but they didn't pass the exam and they went to ask for the money from Wang Tongpan! No, Wang Tongpan came to the government office to threaten Wang Tongpan!"

A man wearing a green robe whispered: "My wife's cousin works in the government office. He said that Wang Tongpuan threatened the lives of his family and forced him to use his money to take a scientific examination in the capital. We also have to cooperate with Wang Tongpan to entertain the officials in Qingzhou and so on."

"Huh?! Isn't it okay if someone gives you money?"

"Yes, yes, isn't it a good thing that people are willing to give money? I think they are repaying kindness with enmity!"

The man in green shook his head and said, "No, no, no, do you know why Wang Tongpan gave money to the candidates?"

"Isn't it because their family is poor and they can't go to the capital to take the exam?"

"The Human King Tongpan also has good intentions, right?"

"Good intentions? Would you threaten the Master of Juren with such good intentions? I think he must be asking for something!"

"What this brother said is exactly what he said! Then Wang Tongpian asked his sons to accompany him to socialize with the Qingzhou family, Yuanwai and others. When the sons passed the spring, the people from these families sent their children to Wang Tongpuan's office. Study in the school."

Before anyone could say anything else, the man in green shirt continued:

"During the holidays, Wang Tongpuan gave Wang Tongpuan a lot of gold and silver. It is said that the money Wang Tongfang gave to his son was less than one-tenth of what these people gave him every year."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

Some people didn’t eat the pieces of meat they put in their mouths for a while, and some even put raw meat directly in their mouths!

Song Nan listened with great interest, so while everyone was stunned, he asked aloud:

"Is this true?"

"Of course I take it seriously. I think everyone will know about it in the future."

The man in green shirt chuckled, then ignored everyone's inquiries and patiently ate hot pot.

After most of the people sitting here finished eating and left, this "gossip" spread in Qingzhou City.

Song Mu at the counter asked doubtfully:

"Isn't this young master from the same academy as Xiao Huai? Why is he so free?"

"He's playing hooky again, but we don't know him." Song Nan pointed out.

Song Mu was very happy and said: "There are hundreds of customers in the store every day. It makes me dazzled to calculate the accounts."

It was Yi Manyun's idea to let Chen Ping come to the hotpot restaurant to tell this "gossip".

There are many customers in the hot pot restaurant every day, and the heat in the store is so intense that even if Wang Tongpan asks, he can't find out anything. Song Nan was Fang Jingmo's niece, so Wang Tongpan couldn't take it out on the store owner.

Even if we don't talk about the threat of having his son imprisoned, if we talk about the fact that Wang Tongfan, as a court official, took bribes at the local level, he would not be able to protect himself.

At the government office, the officials presented strong evidence and witnesses, and he was able to make some excuses.

But who would have known that the last two witnesses were actually his wife and daughter? !

Being caught by the yamen, Wang Tongpan could only watch as his wife presented evidence of his bad deeds; he watched as his little daughter took out the bribery account book that he had hidden in the secret room of her house.

Before Fang Jingmo could convict him, he spat out a mouthful of old blood, staining the courtroom red.