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Haitang smiled slightly, opened the cage, and said, "From now on, you too are free..."

As soon as the birdcage was opened, the thrush flew out with a whoosh. It didn't look back, and flew straight into the sky, joyfully saying, "I'm finally free!"

Haitang chuckled, picked up the small burden, left the room, and went downstairs.

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

Her name is Chen Yu, Chen from Display, Yu from Yushi.

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

At this time, several figures walked in from the door, one of them saw her, immediately grabbed her arm, and said with a smile: "Isn't this Miss Haitang? We are looking for you. Today, I will introduce you I have an honored guest, as long as I take good care of him, the silver reward will be indispensable to you..."

Chen Yu wanted to withdraw the arm that was grabbed by him, but failed. She could only say apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, I'm done. You should find someone else."

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

The old bustard saw this scene from a distance, and immediately ran over, and said with a smile: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Zheng, what kind of wind is blowing today, and you are brought here, I'm really sorry, Haitang I have redeemed myself just now, I will not do this business anymore, there are many girls in this building who are prettier than her, and live better than her, you pick another one, I will give you half the price..."

Mr. Zheng glanced at her, and said to Haitang: "If you don't do it one day earlier, it doesn't matter if you don't do it one day later. Today, you take good care of this distinguished guest, and I will pay you double the price."

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

It's just that in the past two days, he met a distinguished friend who is in the same league as him, but the other's hobbies are a bit strange.

He doesn't like ordinary brothel women, but only has a soft spot for women who have awakened strange magic.

But it's not so easy to find a brothel girl who has awakened a different magic. As a different magician, even with that kind of weak ability, she will not be reduced to selling her body.

Coincidentally, he happens to know a brothel woman who claims to understand animal language.

Although he didn't know if what she said was true or not, he finally had a clue, so he brought that distinguished guest here today. They came here just for Haitang, so naturally they couldn't make the trip in vain.

Why don’t you say you don’t want to do this business anymore? Anyway, you’ve already done it so many times. If you do it again, is there any difference?

For Chen Yu, there is a difference.

Haitang, the prostitute of Pinfang Pavilion, 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'm done."

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 distinguished guests?"

Chen Yu looked at him, and although he was afraid in his heart, he still said firmly: "I won't do that kind of business anymore, please let me go..."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the building suddenly became tense.

"Hey, Zheng Jian, just now you said it was your old friend, but they don't give you any good face for this old friend?"

"Is it because you are being sentimental?"

"Isn't she just a prostitute, actually pretending to be noble..."

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

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

Stepping out of that door, she was completely free.

But just these few steps, to her, it was like a moat from heaven.

In the sky above the capital, a thrush regained its freedom and flew high.

It only needs to flap its wings a few more times to fly over the towering city wall.

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

But at this moment, on a certain street below, a falcon standing on the shoulder of a certain nobleman suddenly turned its sharp eyes, then flapped its wings and soared into the sky.

Boo!

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

……

Qing officials.

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

As the end of the year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder. The imperial court will give some subsidies to the major yamen every month to buy stoves, charcoal, etc. for heating.

The weather is cold, and the officials in the yamen do not want to go out. Sometimes they just buy some meat and vegetables and eat them in the yamen.

Lin Xiu came by coincidence, just in time for a meal.

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

During the meal, he asked Liu Qingfeng, "Is Lingtang feeling better?"

Liu Qingfeng showed a smile on his face, and said: "It's much better, the girl Shuangshuang's medical skills are really miraculous. My mother drank a few doses of medicine prescribed by her, and now she can work in the fields by herself. Thank you very much for this matter." Lord Lin."

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

To say thanks, Lin Xiu should thank Liu Qingfeng.

Without his supernatural powers, it would be impossible for Lin Xiu 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 embarrassingly: "I'm ashamed to say that the instructors of the Martial Arts Institute once approached me and said that it was my ability. If I practice martial arts, I will have an advantage over others. But after trying it out, I discovered that the movements of ordinary warriors Although it is very slow in my eyes, my body cannot keep up with my eyesight, so I cannot practice."

Lin Xiu just asked casually, after hearing what he said, she didn't continue on this topic.

Indeed, it is impossible to practice martial arts with the different eyesight technique alone. It feels uncomfortable if the eyes can keep up, but the body can't keep up. They practice martial arts, and they are not even as good as ordinary people.

This kind of strange technique needs to be added with the ability of speed or strength to be transformed into a real martial arts talent, or after the cultivation reaches the ground level, the body can keep up with the eyesight, and basically be invincible at the same level.

After chatting with them for a while, Lin Xiu decided to go to the Martial Arts Academy to continue practicing spears to get used to his new weapon.

When he walked out of the yamen, he saw two policemen coming in carrying a corpse covered with a white cloth.

"Oh, what a pity."

"I just can't figure it out, why should she do this?"

"It's obviously just a prostitute, it's good to just sleep with the guest honestly, why don't you think about it?"

"I can't figure it out either. I've seen a strong woman, but a strong prostitute... I've never heard of it."

……

As the two policemen walked, they sighed with emotion. Behind them was a woman who was crying. Lin Xiu knew her, and she was the procuress of Pinfang Pavilion.

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

"Wait." He stretched out his hand to stop the two police officers.

The two police officers stopped and asked, "Master Lin, what's the matter?"

Lin Xiu walked up to them slowly, stretched out her hand a few times, trying to lift the white cloth, but only retracted halfway.

A policeman looked at him and persuaded him: "Lord Lin, it's better not to look at it, this woman died after hitting a wall, her skull was broken, her appearance is really horrible."

After the two finished speaking, they hurriedly carried the body to the court.

A homicide case has occurred, and the doctor has already opened the court, and they want to take the corpse and witnesses to the court as soon as possible.

After a while, the official office was cleared.

A young man at the bottom of the hall pointed to the corpse of a woman on the ground, looked up at the official minister above, and said dissatisfiedly: "My lord, so many people have seen it, she hit the wall and died. Didn't even touch him, you asked me to come here, isn't it appropriate?"

Qing Li Silang said indifferently: "Isn't it because you forced her that she committed suicide?"

The young man showed a ridiculous expression on his face and said: "My lord, she is a prostitute. Isn't it a matter of course for a prostitute to sleep with a guest? I spent money to order her, but she herself was killed in a brothel. How can a normal person do that?" I think she must be sick for doing this kind of thing, you can't blame me for this kind of thing..."

Qing Lisi Langzhong asked: "But I heard that when you persecuted her, she had already redeemed her life."

"Who said that?" The young man frowned and said, "Madam, tell me, is she a good man?"

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

Pinfang Pavilion couldn't afford to offend Mr. Wenchang Bo, let alone another nobleman. Although she also complained about Haitang, she didn't want to die, and she didn't want Pinfang Pavilion to be wiped out.

The young man looked at the official minister again, and said, "Look, even the bustard said she didn't redeem herself. I think she is simply sick. Now that the truth has been revealed, can I go back?"

The Secretary of the Qing Dynasty 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 files..."

Clean up officials, mortuary.

Lin Xiu still lifted the white cloth, and under the white cloth was a face he was familiar with.

That face that was originally very pretty now looked a little scary because it was covered with blood. Not long ago, she also said that she would open a tofu shop, and Lin Xiu also wanted to take care of her business, but now she has no chance.

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

No one noticed that the wintersweet flower she had inserted on her head disappeared at some point.

The door of the document library.

The three clerks were shoving each other.

"You go."

"You go……"

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

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

The case of the brothel girl has already been tried, and now one only needs to follow the procedures and ask Zheng Jian, son of Uncle Wenchang, to close the case, but none of the three clerks of the Qing Dynasty official department is willing to do this job.

The other party is a son of a powerful and powerful person in the capital of the king. Looking at his appearance in the court just now, even Mr. Lang Zhong didn't pay attention to him, let alone them, if they say a word wrong, they may be in trouble.

At this time, a figure came over and said, "If everyone doesn't want to, I'll go."

Seeing Lin Xiu taking 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 uncle, only one lower than Wen Changbo. He was the most suitable for this job.

Xu Wenshu seemed relieved, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Lin, next time we will treat you to shabu-shabu..."

Lin Xiu went into the document storehouse, took pen, ink and paper, and walked into a small room inside.

Zheng Jian glanced back at him, frowned and said, "Why did you come here? If you have any questions, hurry up and ask. I have something important to do after I finish asking."

Lin Xiu put down the pen and paper, and said calmly, "What's the hurry, hurrying to reincarnate?"

When Zheng Jian heard this, his face showed sullenness, and he said, "You bastard, what are you talking about!"

Lin Xiu glanced at him and said, "Don't do this with me. Let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Xiu, the son of Uncle Ping'an. Zhao Lingjun is my fiancée. I usually come to the Ministry of Officials to work as a part-time secretary. Today I to record your case."

Although Zheng Jian had never met Lin Xiu, he had heard of his name, and seeing that he was a son of a nobleman like himself, he immediately smiled and said, "So it's Brother Lin, I've admired him for a long time..."

Even though his father's title was one level higher than that of Lin Xiu's, he didn't dare to put on airs who made Lin Xiu have a powerful fiancée.

Lin Xiu glanced at Zheng Jian and said, "Stop talking nonsense, what happened today?"

Zheng Jian waved his hand and said: "Hey, don't mention it, it's bad luck to say it, who would have thought that woman is crazy, I just asked her to accompany the second son of Huang Guogong's family, who would have thought that she would be killed directly, what do you think?" Say, is this kind of person crazy? She is a prostitute. A prostitute just sleeps with others. It’s not that I don’t give money. What is she pretending there..."

Lin Xiu was silent for a long time before saying: "But I heard that he is already a good man?"

Zheng Jian looked sullen, and said, "I don't understand. You said she was still picking up guests in the morning, but in the afternoon, she was a good one. A dirty whore, pretending to be a chaste and martyr..."

Since coming to this world, the thing Lin Xiu has regretted the most is probably giving Haitang 200 taels of silver.

If she hadn't saved enough money to redeem herself, she wouldn't have these things behind.

What Zheng Jian couldn't understand, Lin Xiu understood.

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

Even if she died, she would not allow her body to be defiled again.

She even cares about this more than a woman from an innocent family.

But these things, some people will never understand.

Zheng Jian complained for a while, then looked at Lin Xiu again, and said, "Brother Lin, hurry up, I have an appointment with Mr. Huang for dinner at the Yueyue Building at night, so I can't be late..."

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

Zheng Jian asked in surprise, "What do you mean..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened suddenly, and he covered his throat with his hands, blood continued to overflow from his fingers. He looked at Lin Xiu with disbelief, his pupils gradually dilated, his body lost vitality, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

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.

A few wintersweet petals slowly fell from the air to the ground, gradually being dyed blood.

The calm expression on Lin Xiu's face turned into panic and panic at the next moment. He took a few steps back and said loudly, "Killed, killed, come quickly!"