Don't Show the Son Chapter 111

  Chapter 111 The Unknown Person【9000 Words Combined】

  After encountering Haitang on the street, Zhao Lingyin's eyes looked strange at Lin Xiu.

  His attitude towards this brothel girl is really strange.

  Furthermore, when she saw Lin Xiu once, he was in the brothel, holding hands with the brothel woman.

  Lingyin's eyes looked at Lin Xiu very uncomfortable. He actively asked, "Do you think I'm too kind to Ms. Chen? She's just a brothel girl. Why did I give her money and talk to her?"

Although Zhao Lingyin did not admit it, he did not deny it either.

  Lin Xiu looked at her and said, "Miss Chen is a poor person..."

  Her life experience is indeed pitiful. When she was a child, her parents sold her to a large family as a maid in order to support her younger brother.

  At first, she couldn't follow her to death. Later, she was beaten and scolded several times. After being hungry for a few days, she finally accepted her fate.

After Lin Xiu said this, she said to Lingyin: "They don't want to entertain people with sex. When a girl was young, she never thought about finding a good man in the future and choosing a good partner to die. But they had no choice. Their fate cannot be controlled by them."

  Zhao Lingyin puzzled: "But why doesn't she work hard to change her destiny?"

  Lin Xiu asked, “How to change, try hard to pick up customers to make money, and redeem yourself? Isn't this more to please people?”

  Zhao Lingyin's lips moved, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

  Lin Xiu sighed slightly. The brothel girl who was entertaining people wanted to get rid of the fate of brothel girl, but she had to work harder to pick up customers and make money. This is a kind of irony and a kind of sorrow.

  She is a poor man, but she is not the only poor man.

  In this world, there are many people like Haitang.

  He couldn't help everyone, but Haitang was different. If he hadn't had her abilities, he would have died when the prince sent someone to assassinate him for the first time.

  This is kindness, it must be reported.

  It is rare for Lin Xiu to talk to Lingyin about this today.

  These rich ladies who have lived in the upper class since their birth and have never really experienced the suffering of the people's livelihood, it is difficult for them to truly appreciate these.

  Lin Xiu doesn't want Lingyin to be a meat-eater. She is actually very kind, but because of her identity and knowledge, she can't see or think of something.

   He looked at Lingyin and asked, "Do you remember the Wang woman who was killed by Qin Cong?"

  Zhao Lingyin nodded and said, "Remember."

Lin Xiu said: "Not long ago, her father also died. He was walking on the street and was hit by a carriage. It was Qin Cong's younger brother who was riding in the car. Although Haitang was in a pitiful situation, she could still control her own life. People can't even control their own lives."

  He glanced at Lingyin and said, "Come with me..."

  Two people walked all the way from Dongcheng to Beicheng. Although Zhao Lingyin was born and raised in the royal capital, she has never been here.

There are no rows of tall gated mansions that she is familiar with. Some are just broken courtyard walls. There are no bluestone slabs on the streets. There are potholes. There is still water in some places. From far away, you can smell a rotten smell. smell.

  There are scrawny children jumping around in dirty puddles. They have sunken eye sockets and skinny. Zhao Lingyin never knew that people can be so thin.

  Lin Xiu explained as he walked: “This is still the royal capital. Outside the royal capital, the lives of many people are actually worse than this. What they can do with their best is to live.”

  Zhao Lingyin looked at everything around him, and gradually fell silent.

The two of them walked a further distance. From a run-down medical clinic by the side of the street, a man holding a child walked out. A gray-haired old doctor looked at him and said, "This child has serious eye problems. It is life-threatening, but it is not incurable. However, the cost of the soup for the first month will cost one tael, and the next few months will cost at least 50 taels. If you just remove one eye, you can save your life. Money is enough. Go back and think about it..."

  The man stood on the street and thought for a long time before he walked into the hospital again, and said helplessly: "Doctor, or else, just take off one eye..."

After returning to the East City, Lin Xiu said to Lingyin at the gate of Zhao's mansion: “In this world, there are many poor people like this. You can change an eye for five taels of silver. Someone still can't afford it. Today we Only when we see it, we can save him, and where we can't see, I don't know how many such people still exist. Not all of this world is as you see it in the ordinary day..."

  Zhao Lingyin didn't say anything, and walked into the house silently.

  He had already told her everything he wanted to tell Lingyin. Lin Xiu also returned to the Lin Mansion, had lunch with his parents, and after a short rest, he came to the Qing Lisi.

  These days, Lin Xiu spends soaking in the Yishu Academy and the Martial Arts Academy, and the number of visits to Qinglisi is less.

Liu Qingfeng's little black dog has been trained to look good. He takes it with him wherever he goes. It is said that this dog played an important role in the investigation of a certain case. Also famous.

After Lin Xiu came to the Qing clerk, Liu Qingfeng couldn't wait to come to the case library to exchange dog training experience with Lin Xiu. The dog's performance still did not satisfy him. His little black and Lin Xiu's rhubarb Dog, the gap is too big.

  At this time, in Pinfang Pavilion.

  Begonia handed the five hundred taels of silver notes to the old bustard, and said, “This is the money I ransomed.”

  The old bust was surprised: "Aren't you still more than a hundred taels short of a hundred and two, you have all raised so soon?"

   Haitang did not explain, but just said: "Give you the silver, and sell it to me."

The old bustard sighed and said, "It seems that you are really going to leave. Since the young man came here half a year ago, you are like a different person. The girl in the building is the most diligent in picking up guests. I thought You want to drive, but you didn't expect you to leave."

   Haitang looked at her and said, "When you bought me, you only spent five taels. Now I give you five hundred taels, and you are not at a loss."

  The old madam looked at her and said angrily: "You ruthless guy, who has been in the building for so many years at any rate, is there no nostalgia for walking so simply this time?"

   Haitang looked decisive, without any nostalgia.

  This place brought her only endless pain. She just wanted to leave this place early to welcome her new life.

  That is the life she has been expecting for a long time.

The old bustard looked at her resolute expression, the anger on her face gradually disappeared, and in the end he just sighed slightly and said: "Let's go, go, go, go, go, while you still have a little beauty, go out and find an honest person. Married, and wait until the person is old and the guests feel disgusted before leaving, but it will be too late..."

Five hundred taels of silver bills. She only received four hundred taels. She stuffed the last one hundred taels into Haitang's hands and said, "You take this one hundred taels, buy a small shop, do some work, and you won't be starving... "

  Begonia accepted the bank note, saluted the old bustard, and said, “Thank you for your mother's care over the years.”

  The old bust turned his head, waved his hand, and said, "Hurry up, before I change my mind..."

   Haitang walked upstairs quickly and came to her room. She tore the contract to pieces and threw it into the brazier. Looking at the raging flames in the brazier, she exhaled a long breath, and the whole person suddenly relaxed.

  As if following the beating of the flame, even her unbearable past was all burned together.

  She washed off all the makeup on her face, took off the jewellery on her head, untied her beautiful hair bun, and just rolled up her hair at will, and the whole person became simple and simple.

  The civilian women outside are mostly like this.

  From now on, she is also a civilian woman.

  Begonia hummed a brisk little tune, and stuck a pale yellow plum blossom on her head. She picked it in the backyard of the brothel. She simply packed a small bag and went to the window.

  In the bird cage, the thrush is still chirping.

  Begonia smiled slightly, opened the bird cage, and said: "From now on, you are also free..."

  As soon as the birdcage was opened, the thrush flew out with a swish, without looking back, it flew straight to the sky, joyfully said: "I am free at last!"

  Begonia chuckled, picked up her little bag, left the room, and went downstairs.

  From now on, the name Haitang no longer belongs to her.

   Her name is Chen Yu, Chen of furnishings, and jade of jade.

  She walked slowly to the door of the brothel, and one step further, she was about to step out of this place that once brought her endless suffering.

At this moment, several figures walked in from the door. One of them saw her and immediately grabbed her arm and smiled: "Isn't this girl Haitang? We are looking for you. Today, my son will introduce you to you. I have a distinguished guest, as long as you serve him well, you will be indispensable to reward the silver..."

  Chen Yu wanted to withdraw the arm he had grabbed, but she failed. She could only apologize and said, "Sorry, Master Zheng, I have not done it anymore. You should find someone else."

  The young man frowned and asked, "What do you mean by not doing it?"

The old bust saw this scene from a distance, and immediately ran over and said with a smile: "Oh, isn't this Young Master Zheng? Some wind blows you today. I'm really sorry, Haitang. I have just redeemed my body, and I won't do this business anymore. There are so many girls in this building that are more beautiful than her, and there are more girls who live better than her. If you pick another one, I'll give you half the price..."

  Young Master Zheng glanced at her, and said to Haitang: “If you don't do it one day earlier and don't do it one day later, what's the difference? If you take care of this distinguished guest today, I will give you double the price.”

  He doesn't care about it. Some time ago, he was tired of taking care of Haitang's business every two days.

  Only two days ago, he met a distinguished friend. This person and him are in the same way, but the other's hobbies are a bit strange.

  He doesn't like ordinary women in brothels, and only has a soft spot for women who have awakened from different techniques.

   A brothel girl who has awakened a different art, where is so easy to find, as a different art master, even if it is the weak ability, generally will not be reduced to betraying the body.

  Coincidentally, he happened to know a brothel woman who claimed to be able to understand animal language.

  Although she didn't know if what she said was true or false, she finally had a clue, so he brought that distinguished guest here today. They came exclusively for Begonia, so it was naturally impossible for him to make a trip in vain.

   Saying not to do this line, anyway, I have done it so many times, do it again, is there a difference?

  For Chen Yu, there is a difference.

  Pingfangge's prostitute Haitang is dead, and now she is just Chen Yu.

  She looked at this person very apologetically, and said, "Master Zheng, I'm really sorry, I have not done it anymore."

  Zheng Jian's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Bitch, do you really want me to lose face in front of the distinguished guests?"

  Chen Yu stared at him. Although fearful in his heart, he still said firmly: "I won't do that kind of business anymore, please let me go..."

  As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the building suddenly became tense.

   "Hey, Zheng Jian, you said just now that your old friend is good, but people don't give you a good face for this old friend?"

   "You are amorous, right?"

   "Isn't she just a prostitute, she actually pretended to be upright..."

  Zheng Jian's face was extremely ugly, a young man beside him showed an expression of interest on his face, and said: "Interesting, I didn't feel much at first, but now I am more and more interested in her..."

   Haitang stood there helplessly, the door of Pinfang Pavilion, a few steps away in front of her.

   stepped out of that door, and she was completely free.

  But these few steps, to her, are like a moat.

  Over the king's capital, a thrush regained its freedom, flapping its wings and flying high.

  It flies over the towering city wall, and it only needs to wave its wings a few more times.

  After a while, it will return to the embrace of the mountains and forests.

  But at this moment, on a street below, a falcon standing on the shoulders of a powerful child suddenly turned his sharp eyes, then fluttered its wings and rose into the sky.

  After a cry of sorrow, a little bit of blood spilled into the sky.

  Qing officials.

  Lin Xiu, several clerks from the case library, and Liu Qingfeng, were eating hot pot around the stove.

  As the new year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder. The imperial court will give some subsidies to the big government offices every month to buy stoves, charcoal and other heating.

  The weather is cold, and the officials in the yafang don't want to go out, so sometimes they just buy some meat and vegetables and eat them in the yafang.

  Lin Xiu came here very coincidentally, just in time for a meal.

  Although he had already eaten it, he still ate a few bites with a pair of chopsticks.

  While eating, he asked Liu Qingfeng, "Is Lingtang's health better?"

Liu Qingfeng smiled on his face and said, "It's much better. Both girls' medical skills are really amazing. My mother has taken a few medications prescribed by her, and now she can go to the ground to do a little work by herself. Thanks a lot for this. Master Lin."

  Lin Xiu waved her hand and said, "It's all colleagues, you're welcome."

  To say thank you, Lin Xiu should thank Liu Qingfeng.

Without his visionary different arts, Lin Xiu would not be able to show this kind of talent in martial arts. Thinking of this, Lin Xiu said to Liu Qingfeng: "Master Liu, have you ever tried to practice martial arts? , And martial arts complement each other."

Liu Qingfeng said embarrassedly: "I am ashamed to say that the teaching in the martial arts academy has also contacted me and said that it is my ability. Although it is slow in my eyes, my body can't keep up with my eyesight, so I can't practice."

  Lin Xiu just asked casually, after listening to him, he did not continue on this topic.

  It is true that there is no way to practice martial arts alone with the different arts of the eye. The eyes can keep up, but the body can't keep up. It feels uncomfortable. They practice martial arts, and they are not even as good as ordinary people.

  This kind of different art requires the ability of speed or strength to be transformed into a real martial arts talent, or after reaching the ground level, the body can keep up with the eyesight, and basically it can be invincible at the same level.

   After chatting with them for a while, Lin Xiu planned to go to the martial arts school to continue training guns and adapt to his new weapon.

  When he walked out of the office room, he saw two trappers come in with a corpse covered in white cloth.

   "Hey, what a pity."

   "I just don't understand, why is she doing this?"

   "Obviously just a prostitute, just sleep with the guests honestly, why don't you think about it?"

   "I can't figure it out, I've seen stout women, stout prostitutes... unheard of."

  The two catchers walked quickly, while sighing, behind them, there was a woman who was crying, and Lin Xiu knew her, she was the old bust of Pinfang Pavilion.

  For some reason, Lin Xiu's heart suddenly tightened.

   "Wait." He reached out and stopped the two catchers.

  The two arresters stopped quickly and asked, "Master Lin, what's the matter?"

  Lin Xiu walked to them slowly, and stretched out her hand several times, trying to lift the white cloth, but only halfway through it, he took it back.

  A arrester looked at him quickly and persuaded, “Master Lin, it's better to leave it alone. This woman struck a wall and died, her skull is broken, she looks terrible.”

  After the two said, they hurriedly carried the body to the court.

  A homicide case has occurred. The doctor has already opened the court. They have to bring the body and witnesses to the court as soon as possible.

  After a while, the court is cleared.

A young man in the hall pointed to the corpse of a woman on the ground, looked at the Qingli Shilangzhong above, and said dissatisfied: "I said, my lord, so many people have seen it. She hit the wall and died. I Didn't even touch him, you let me come here, right?"

  Qing Li Shi Lang said indifferently: "Isn't it because you forced her to commit suicide?"

The young man showed a ridiculous expression on his face and said, "My lord, she is a prostitute. Isn't it just natural for a prostitute to sleep with a guest? I ordered her for a bit of money, but she killed herself in the brothel. How could it be possible for a normal person? I think she must be sick for doing this kind of thing. You can't blame me for this kind of thing..."

  Qing Li Si Lang asked: "But the official heard that when you persecuted her, she had already redeemed her for good."

   "Who said that?" The young man frowned and said, "Old bustard, did she get along?"

  The old bustard and the young man looked at each other, immediately looked away, shook their heads and said: "No, no..."

  Ping Fangge can't provoke Mr. Wenchang, let alone another nobleman. Although she is also unfair to Begonia, she does not want to die, nor does Pin Fangge go to naught.

  The young man once again looked at Qingli Si Langzhong and said: "Look, even the old bustard said that she was not redeemed. I think she is purely ill. Since the truth has been revealed, I can go back?"

  Qing Li Si Lang took a look at him and said, “Since this case has nothing to do with Mr. Zheng, you can leave after the document asks you some questions and records the case file...”

  Clear staff, morgue.

  Lin Xiu lifted the white cloth, and under the white cloth was a face that he was no stranger to.

  The originally pretty face looked a bit horrible because it was covered with blood. Not long ago, she said that she would open a tofu shop and Lin Xiu also said to take care of her business, but now there is no chance.

  Lin Xiu stood beside her for a while, slowly covering the white cloth.

  No one noticed that the white plum that she stuck to her head disappeared.

  In front of the case library.

  Three clerks are pushing each other.

"you go."

"you go……"

   "It was me last time, and it's your turn this time."

  "Crap, can the last time be compared with this time? I won't do this kind of drudgery..."

  The case of the woman in the brothel has been tried. Now as long as you follow the process and ask Master Wenchang Zheng Jian again, the case can be closed, but the three clerks of the Qing clerk are unwilling to do this errand.

  The other party is a powerful son who can be ranked by the king. Seeing how he was in the court just now, even the doctors didn't pay attention to them, let alone them, if one sentence was wrong, I'm afraid it would be unlucky.

  At this moment, a figure walked over and said, "If everyone is unwilling, let me go."

   Seeing Lin Xiu take the initiative to stand up, the three of them were of course very happy. Lin Xiu was different from them. His father was a second-class man, only one rank lower than Wen Chang. This errand was the most suitable for him to do.

  Xu Wenshu was relieved, and said, "Master of Hardworking Lin, next time we invite you to Shabu Shabu..."

  Lin Xiu walked into the case library, took pen, ink and paper, and walked into a small room inside.

  Zheng Jian glanced back at him, frowned and said, "How come you, if you have any questions, hurry up and ask, there are still important things to do with this son."

  Lin Xiu put down the pen and paper, and said lightly: "What's the hurry, rush to reincarnation?"

   Zheng Jian heard the words, his face was stunned, and said: "Asshole, how do you talk!"

Lin Xiu glanced at him and said: "Don't come to this set with me, and introduce yourself. My name is Lin Xiu, the son of Uncle Ping'an. Zhao Lingjun is my fiancee. To record your case."

  Although Zheng Jian has never seen Lin Xiu, he has heard his name and saw that he is the same powerful son as himself. He immediately smiled and said, "It turns out that it is Brother Lin, so long and long..."

  Even though his father's rank is one level higher than Lin Xiu's father's rank, whoever allows Lin Xiu to have a powerful fiancée, he dare not hold the air.

  Lin Xiu glanced at Zheng Jian and said, "Stop talking nonsense, what's going on today?"

Zheng Jian waved his hand and said, "Hey, don't mention it, it's unlucky to say it. Who would have thought that the woman was crazy, I just asked her to accompany the second son of Huang Guoguo's family, who expected her to be killed directly, you say Say, is this kind of person a lunatic? She's a prostitute. Isn't that a prostitute who sleeps with others? It's not that I don't give money. What kind of pretense is she there..."

  Lin Xiu was silent for a long time before she said: "But I heard that people are already doing well?"

  Zheng Jian looked downcast, and said, "I don't understand. You said she was picking up customers in the morning, and in the afternoon she said that she was a filthy prostitute, and she pretended to be a chaste woman..."

  Since coming to this world, Lin Xiu's most regrettable thing is probably to give Haitang two hundred taels of silver.

  If she did not save enough money to redeem her body, there would be no such thing as the latter.

Lin Xiu understands things Zheng Jian doesn't understand.

  The moment she redeemed herself, she was no longer a brothel girl.

  Even if she is dead, she will not let her body be defiled again.

  She even cares more about this than a woman from a pure white family.

  But some people will never understand these things.

  Zheng Jian complained, then looked at Lin Xiu again, and said, "Brother Lin, hurry up, I was in the Moon Tower to make an appointment with Young Master Huang for dinner, so I can't be late..."

  Lin Xiu sighed lightly and said, “I'm afraid you won't have a chance to eat this meal.”

  Zheng Jianhe said differently: "What do you mean..."

   Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, his hands covering his throat, blood constantly overflowing from his fingers, he looked at Lin Xiu with incredible eyes, his pupils gradually dilated, his body lost vitality, and he fell to the ground weakly.

  Before he died, he didn't figure it out, Lin Xiu dared to kill him, why did Lin Xiu kill him!

In Lin Xiu's hand, a dagger appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared out of thin air.

  Several winter plum petals, slowly falling to the ground from the air, were gradually dyed blood.

  The calm expression on Lin Xiu's face turned into a panic in the next moment. He stepped back and said loudly: "Kill, kill, come on!"

  Not long after the sound of his scream fell, several figures rushed in from outside, and Liu Qingfeng was the first to rush in and asked, "Master Lin, what happened?"

  However, when he saw Zheng Jian lying in a pool of blood, his complexion changed drastically. He stretched out his arms to block the people behind, and said loudly: "Everyone back, back!"

   Then he quickly looked at Lin Xiu and said, "Lin Master, you are standing there, don't move!"

The death of Uncle Wen Chang's son was an extremely serious case. After receiving the news, the secretary of the Qing prince rushed to him and looked at Zheng Jian, who fell in a pool of blood and breathless, in shock, and then looked at Zheng Jian. He immediately looked at Lin Xiu and asked, "What happened, and how did Master Zheng die!"

  Lin Xiu's face was pale, and she shook her head and said: "I don't know. I'm asking him about the details of the case. Zheng Jian suddenly covered his throat and fell to the ground. After a few convulsions, he stopped moving..."

  When Zheng Jian died, Lin Xiu was the only one by his side, and Lin Xiu was naturally the one who had the most suspicion.

  But his suspicion was quickly cleared.

  Because..., there is no murder weapon.

  仵 inspected Zheng Jian's body. The cause of his death was a fatal wound on his neck. He was sealed by a sword.

  The arresters have searched Lin Xiu's body. There is no murder weapon in his body, and the small room that can be seen through this glance, as well as the entire case library, have not found the murder weapon.

Considering that Lin Xiu's ability is ice, he can condense ice blades to kill Zheng Jian, but Liu Qingfeng inspected the room with a different technique. There was no ice debris left in the entire room. If Lin Xiu killed people with ice blades , Will definitely leave traces on the scene.

The   Ice alien technique can make ice out of thin air, but it cannot make the ice disappear.

Various clues indicate that he has nothing to do with Zheng Jian's death.

  At this time, Na Zuo also found out. He pointed to a few petals on Zheng Jian's corpse and said: "My lord, petals, there are petals, it was the female assassin who did it!"

   Sealed the throat with a sword and left petals on the scene of the crime. This is the habitual killing technique of the invisible female assassin.

  At this point, there is no suspense in this case.

  You can guess with your feet, it was Zheng Jian who forced the brothel woman to death, and happened to be seen by the female assassin, so she chased the Qinglisi, killed Zheng Jian, and avenged the brothel woman.

   Half a year ago, Qin Cong, son of Uncle Zhongyong, died of the same.

  Lin Xiu, who was at the scene of the crime, saw nothing. He watched Zheng Jian's death and had a reasonable explanation.

  Because the assassin's ability is hidden, of course Lin Xiu couldn't see her in the invisible state.

  Qing Li Si Lang looked at Lin Xiu and said, "This case has nothing to do with you, it has frightened you."

  Lin Xiu shook her head and said, “I'm fine, but the female assassin is too rampant. She even dared to take action at the Qinglisi. She must be caught as soon as possible...”

  Qing Lisi Lang said: "This is the matter of the Alien Magic Division..."

  Because that female assassin would leave traces on the scene every time she commits a crime, Zheng Jian's body was found with petals, and her throat was sealed with a sword. It was obvious who did it, and the case was quickly settled.

  For this kind of case, the Qingli Division only finds out the murderer. As for arresting people, it is the business of the Division of Alien Magic.

  Zheng Jian's body was quickly taken away, and the blood stains on the scene were also cleaned up, but the Qinglisi was not calm.

  The son of the first class boy died here, and the adult doctor wants to give an explanation to Uncle Wen Chang and the court.

  As for the arresting officials, they all had a lot of energy, searching for the female assassin's traces, if she hadn't left, and caught her, but there was a lifetime of rewarding silver.

  Liu Qingfeng leaned against the door of the case library, looking at Lin Xiu who was standing in the courtyard in a daze, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

  Including the Langzhong adult, everyone in the Qing lisi believed that the female assassin killed Zheng Jian.

  But only he knew that when Zheng Jian died, there were no footprints of the third person in the room.

  The female assassin wants to do this, in addition to being invisible, she also needs to be able to fly...

  He didn't plan to tell anyone this secret.

  He walked slowly in front of Lin Xiu and whispered: "Master Lin was scared. Actually, it's nothing. Zheng Jian should have died. The female assassin can be regarded as killing the people..."

In the    case library, Xu Wenwen is asking the old madam Pinfangge about the prostitute.

  He spread out a piece of paper, raised a pen and asked, "What is the name of the prostitute who died in your building?"

  The old bust was relieved from the shock, and quickly said: "Haitang, her name is Haitang."

  Xu Wenshu wrote the name, and a figure walked over and said, "She's Chen Yu."

  The old bust also seemed to have thought of something, and immediately said: "Yes, yes, he used to be called Chen Yu..."

  Xu Wenwen saw the word "Begonia" already written on the paper, looked up at Lin Xiu, and said, "It's all the same anyway, I wrote it all..."

  Lin Xiu shook her head and said, "It's different."

  She once said that she didn't like the name Haitang, which was given to her by others.

   Her name is Chen Yu, which is her own name.

  Xu Wenwen sighed, and had to throw away the paper ball into a ball, took another piece of paper, and wrote: "Prostitute Chen Yu..."

  Lin Xiu said again: "Chen Yu, a citizen girl, she has already redeemed herself."

  Xu Wenwen was taken aback, and asked, "Didn't it mean that there was no redemption?"

  The old madam hurriedly said: "It was redeemed, it was just redeemed this afternoon..."

  Xu Wenshu once again kneaded the four-character paper into a ball, took a piece of paper, handed the pen to Lin Xiu, and said, "Or, Master Lin will write it..."

After throwing this errand to Lin Xiu, he paced out of the case library.

  The old bust looked at Lin Xiu, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "My lord, I remember you, aren't you the same young man who came to our building half a year ago? In the past six months, Haitang has been thinking about you every day..."

  As she talked, her voice gradually decreased, and she asked: "The money she ransomed was given to her by the son, right?"

   Lin Xiu said: "I killed her."

  The old madam repeatedly said: "My son, don't think so. When Haitang died, she was smiling. If you blame yourself for her death, she will die..."

She sighed and said: "She was a hard-working girl. She used to betray her body to make a living. There was no other way. After she ransomed herself, she was an innocent woman. Even if she left, she walked innocently. , You don't have to blame yourself for this, I don't think she would like to see you blame yourself..."

   "My son, my son!"

   "You died terribly!"

  "How can you let the white-haired man give away the black-haired man!"

   "Damn assassin, if the old man catches you, he must break your body into pieces!"

  "Uncle Wenchang's mourning..."

  "Life can't be resurrected, so mourning and change..."

   "The female assassin shot quickly, and it shouldn't be painful for the son to leave..."

  In the Qingli Division, upon receiving the news of Zheng Jian's death, Uncle Wen Chang, who rushed in, cried with his nose and tears. Several officials of the Qingli Division quietly comforted him.

  Human sorrows and joys are not connected, Lin Xiu just thinks they are noisy.

  He stepped out of Qinglisi, the tip of his nose suddenly felt cold.

  Lin Xiu raised her head, snow flakes falling from the sky.

Snowing.

  This winter, during the first snowfall in Kyoto, Zheng Jian, the son of Uncle Wenchang, died. This matter, whether among the people or the rich and powerful, has aroused a lot of discussion.

   Few people know that in this case, a prostitute also died.

  No one knows her name, and no one cares what she has been wronged, because she was originally an unknown person.

  Wang Du has too many people like her, and it is not worthy of discussion.

  The snow was not small. After a while, a thin layer of snowflakes appeared on the ground.

  Lin Xiu stepped on the snow, and soon left two lines of footprints behind him.

  At this time, he did not realize that, just a dozen feet away behind him, a layer of snowflakes had accumulated on the ground, and a line of footprints appeared out of thin air...

The plot of   　 is a more important turning point. Some foreshadowings in the front are here to close the line, and the plot in the back is also drawn from this. It plays a role of connecting the previous and the next. It is not suitable for chapters. I will post three chapters and nine thousand words together.

  (End of this chapter)

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