Don’t Show the Son

  Chapter 8 A Good Person

  The official yamen of the Qing official was under the imperial city. When Lin Xiu was about to walk to the gate of the official Qing, he was stopped by the servants at the door.

  "Who, what's the matter with the officials?"

  Sun Dali’s hands on his hips, arrogantly said: "I'm blinded by your dog's eyes, don't you even recognize your adults?"

  At this time, another yaman hurriedly accompany him with a smile on his face, and said: "He is a newcomer and he has never seen Master Lin. Please don't blame Master Lin, Master Lin, please..."

  The post of the secretary of the Qing clerk, although the rank is not high, just the ninth-rank little official who just entered the stream, but the official is an official, and they are not the little clerk who can afford to commit crimes.

  Lin Xiu didn't care about that servant, and agreed with Sun Dali a time to pick him up, and went straight to the gate of the Qing official.

  After Lin Xiu walked in, the new yaman curiously asked, "Who is that person? I have been here for a month. Why have I never seen him?"

  Another official shook his head and said in a low voice: "A householder who comes in with money, but strangely, he almost never came to the office before, so why did he come today..."

  Walking into the Qinglisi courtyard, facing the Qinglisi lobby, which is also the place where the court heard the case.

On both sides of   , there are several functional departments inside the Qingli Department. After Lin Xiu saw the plaque of "Anshangku", he walked through the corridor on one side and walked into the gate of the Anshangku.

  The case file library is very leisurely on weekdays. The other three clerks were chatting and joking. When they saw someone coming in, they looked up and saw that it was Lin Xiu. They all showed surprises.

They knew Lin Xiu, and Mr. Chen had specifically told him to take care of him. But after this person came a few times, they never saw him again. What happened to him today He blew.

  The three of them smiled at Lin Xiu as they said hello, and then they continued to chat.

Lin Xiu also nodded politely and scanned the room. Except for the rows of bookshelves, there are four tables in this room. Three of them are very clean. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones on them are also very neat. The last table was full of debris. It was obvious that that table belonged to Lin Xiu.

  Lin Xiu walked to the table, sorted out the clutter, poured a basin of water, wiped the entire table, then sat on a chair and took out a book to read.

  His eyes fell on the book, but his mind was not there.

Awakeners with low talents like him will not take it seriously, except that they can receive a monthly allowance, and they can enter and leave the library freely. They can ask for instruction if they have questions. Other resources.

  And what they do on weekdays, they don’t care about it.

  For Lin Xiu, the biggest advantage of entering the Alien Art Academy is that he can get in touch with people of various abilities. He has to find ways to make more friends. Only after getting acquainted with each other can he have the opportunity to maintain physical contact with each other for a long time.

  This matter must be considered in the long term. At present, Lin Xiu still has to hold Zhao Lingyin's thighs tightly, and his practice cannot do without her.

  As for the Qing official, there is usually nothing to do. Lin Xiu only needs to check in occasionally and don't be expelled. This is also an explanation for Ping An and his wife.

  Lin Xiu was planning her own future, but the three clerks in the room automatically ignored him, but they were surprised that after Lin Xiu came, the case library, which was still sultry and unbearable just now, suddenly became cool...

  Lin Xiu sat in the chair for half an hour, taking advantage of the time now, planning to go to the Alien Art Academy to try her luck.

  He walked out of the door of the case library and came to the courtyard of the Qinglisi. With a glance, he noticed that there were a lot of figures around the entrance of the lobby, and outside the Yamen, there were also fascinating figures.

With a heart of gossip, Lin Xiu moved and leaned forward.

  In the lobby of the Qing Lisi, the yamen stood in two rows. In the middle, a straw mat was laid. The straw mat was covered with a white cloth, and only a pair of feet was exposed under the white cloth.

  A young man in luxurious clothes sat on a chair with his legs crossed. He glanced at the straw mat on the ground and said, “She hanged herself by herself. Why did you ask me to come here?”

Looking at the young man with an arrogant attitude and not the slightest flustered, the Qingli Shi Lang who was sitting above felt a headache. He rubbed his eyebrows and asked: "Someone saw Wang entered your house yesterday. Hanged at home, do you have any explanation for this?"

The young man shook his head and said, "She entered my house yesterday, but it was she who took my money and voluntarily entered the house to accompany me. After finishing the work, she went back. She hanged and died in her own house. What do you do?"

  Qing Li Shi Lang said in the middle: "Since she is voluntary, why should she hang herself again?"

  The young man said displeased: "What did the adult say? She was hanged, what is my business, maybe she can't think about other things, who knows..."

  The court fell silent for a while.

At this time, an old man kneeling next to the straw mat said in tears: "My lord, it's not like this, it's not like this. The little girl has always been clean and self-conscious. Little girl is fair!"

  Qing Li Si Lang was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Wang has died by hanging himself. It cannot be proved that there is a direct relationship with Qin Cong. The Qing Li Si will look into this case again..."

  This is a very obvious word of reassurance. When the old man heard it, his face was pale, and he seemed to be emptied of all the strength of the whole body. He fell to the ground and muttered: "I am wronged, the girl is wronged..."

  At this time, the young man sitting in the chair slowly got up, gave a fist to the official Shi Lang, and said: "Nothing else, I will go back first..."

   "Hold on."

  Just two steps out of him, a voice came from outside the door.

  The crowd outside the lobby of Qinglisi let out a passage, and a figure slowly walked in. He first gave a fist to Qinglisi, and then said: "My lord, Wang did not hang himself, but was killed."

Before the Qingli Shilang could speak, he pointed to the corpse under the white cloth and said: "If a person hangs to death, his feet will hang to the ground because of weakness. She has died before and for a certain period of time. In addition, people who hang themselves will show their tongues and face bruises, but if they die first and then hang, her tongue will shrink in her mouth, and her complexion will mostly be pale rather than bruised. Whether the deceased hanged himself or was killed and hanged his body, just lift the white cloth to know..."

  Lin Xiu's voice fell, and the young man not far in front of him shrank imperceptibly.

  The Qing Li Si Lang, who was about to announce his resignation, took a deep look at Lin Xiu, and then asked Mu Zuo in the corner: "Is what he said is true?"

  Naya was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "My lord, it is true."

  Qing official Si Lang pointed to a government officer, and said: "Open the white cloth."

"Yes!"

After the yaman responded, he walked quickly to the straw mat and lifted the white cloth to reveal the face of the next woman. The woman's face was beautiful, but her face was a little pale, and she lay quietly there. Pity.

  Her face is pale, and the tip of her tongue is not sticking out.

   "Sure enough!"

   "So, this woman was killed by someone and then pretended to hang herself?"

   "Isn't that Lin Wenwen, how can he understand better than the yamen's works..."

  ...

  On the court, Qing Li Si Lang took a deep breath, and slowly said: "There are many suspicious points in this case, Young Master Qin, you can't get rid of your suspicions for the time being, I'm afraid you will be wronged for a while."

  The young man didn’t care, he smiled and said, “It’s okay, I believe the adults will give me a fair deal.”

  Qing officials tapped the gavel and said: “This case needs to be investigated in depth, and Qin Cong will be temporarily taken into custody and retired.”

  The young man named Qin Cong, accompanied by two yamen, walked out of the lobby, looked back at Lin Xiu, his eyes full of meaning.

  As soon as Lin Xiu walked out of the lobby, one of his hands dragged him over, pulling him straight to the case library.

A middle-aged man in an official uniform frowned and looked at Lin Xiu, and said: "At this time, what can you do? You don’t think Hao Zuo can tell if she is hanged alive or dead. You think the doctor does not know the strangeness of this case. , No one knows, are you smart?"

   Although Lin Xiu didn't know the man in front of him, he quickly guessed the identity of him.

  Those who can speak to themselves in this tone, in Qinglisi, only his father’s old friend, the chief in charge of the case library, Lin Xiu’s clerical work, was also obtained through him.

  Lin Xiu pretended not to understand, and asked with a look of confusion: "Uncle Chen, since the adults know that the woman was killed, why don't you tell me?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Things are not as simple as you think. Then Qin Cong is the son of the first-class Qin Wu. Even a doctor can not afford to offend the Qin family. What's more, you are so disturbed by you, Qin Cong. In jail, it is impossible to guarantee that the Qin family will hate you..."

  Lin Xiu suddenly realized, and then panicked and said: "Uncle Chen, what should I do now?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and said, “Don’t worry too much. It shouldn’t be difficult for the Qin family to settle this matter. Although your Lin family has fallen, you are still rich and powerful. If you want to come, they dare not do anything to you, but you have to remember. Stay, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, don't mix it up anymore."

   Lin Xiu was taught: "I understand, thank you, Uncle Chen for reminding."

   Chief Chen waved his hand and said, “It’s fine if you know. If something happens to you here, I can’t explain it to your father.”

   After instructing Lin Xiu, Master Chen left here.

  Lin Xiu sat back to her position and let out a sigh of relief.

  Where is the official secretary of the Qing Dynasty, the official government in the capital who specializes in investigating the case, the government officials here and the evil eyes of the officials here, Lin Xiu knows things, they have no reason to not know.

  Lin Xiu saw it when she was standing outside the lobby, and the young man was very afraid of the young man.

  This kind of thing, it is best not to mix.

   But when he saw the woman's body standing upright in the lobby, and the old man was limp on the ground, with a helpless and hopeless expression, Lin Xiu still felt soft.

  Obviously, his life was unsatisfactory, but his prejudice did not cause human suffering.

  He was such a person in his previous life.

So every time he donated money to the disaster-stricken area, he was enthusiastic and active. He saw that the children in the mountainous areas were so poor that they couldn’t even read books. He would donate a car of textbooks and send them there. When a whim, he would give all the money he brought to Lu. The beggar by the side bought all the oranges that the old man had set up a street stall in the cold wind in the middle of the night, although he didn't like to eat oranges very much.

This may be the reason why those ex-girlfriends are always willing to introduce their best friends to Lin Xiu after the breakup. He often gets such comments from them. Lin Xiu is indeed a bit scumbag emotionally, but he is definitely a good person. .

  　Thank me for the bullet shell and return to the leader of Ma Zongchangge for a reward. I signed today, and I will add one more to show my sincerity.

The previous saved manuscripts were deleted, deleted, modified, and changed. There was not much left. Three days after the book was published, more than half of the saved manuscripts were consumed. After that, they could only be recoded honestly. , My codeword speed is slow, and my mentality will collapse after a long time, so the leader of this book will not add or update. After it is on the shelf, I will write and post as many as I will give the leader some small gifts. Thank you for your understanding...

  (End of this chapter)