Seeing Mr. Zheng's expression, Lin Shu was not too surprised, after all, most of the people around him were like this.

She patted the clothes and took out a silver coin from the storage ring: "Think of this clothes as I bought them, I still have to thank you..."

"I think everyone has the right to choose again!" Mr. Zheng suddenly stood up and said loudly.

Lin Shu, who turned her back to him, trembled, her beautiful eyes rounded.

She had never heard that word spoken before.

The only ones who didn't care about her situation were Jiang Han and Ye Chen, they were his confidant brothers, but they had never heard such words from other people's mouths.

"Miss Lin, you said that you liked to wear women's clothes since you were a child, but because of your parents' request, you had to face other people as a man, right? Do you believe in reincarnation?" Mr. Zheng said.

"Reincarnation?" Lin Shu looked at him puzzled.

Mr. Zheng suddenly ran towards the main room, and ran out with a yellowed book: "Yes, I also like to read all kinds of books. Buddhism pays attention to the theory of reincarnation. Maybe girl, you were an ordinary girl in your last life." girl, it’s just that something went wrong in this life.”

Tears soon welled up in Lin Shu's eyes. She sat on the ground and began to cry.

Finally someone understood her.

She cried very loudly.

"Girl, it's not that other people don't let you go, it's because you don't want to let go of yourself. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Really... let yourself go, why care about other people's eyes, if they say what you want If you don’t want to hear it anymore, then you can just bypass them, why bother with them?” Mr. Zheng smiled, and he smiled very honestly.

"Thank you." Lin Shu nodded towards Mr. Zheng, rolled up her sleeves, and flew into the air.

Mr. Zheng's mouth grew huge, and he murmured, "Still...don't admit that you are a fairy..."

He suddenly remembered something and saw the undried clothes: "Oh, girl, where do you live, your clothes..."

He chased after him, but by then Lin Shu had already disappeared.

Lin Shu returned to the mansion, she saw Haitang at the door, and Haitang smiled all over her face: "Young master, you are finally back, it's all..."

"Begonia." Lin Shu turned his back to her.

"Little Lord?"

"Everyone has their own aspirations. I'm sure about you and Junior Brother Lu... After tonight, you two will leave." Lin Shu said.

Haitang was stunned: "I...I..."

She faltered and couldn't speak.

Lin Shu ignored her and walked towards his room.

East Palace.

After coaxing the child to sleep, Zhou Baoer also came to the bedroom.

Yingying sleeps alone in a small bed, and Jiang Han made the guardrails himself, using high-quality cork to prevent the children from tripping over.

"Aren't you resting yet?" Zhou Baoer sat on the dressing table and wiped her wet hair with a towel.

Originally, confinement children were not allowed to take a bath, but Zhou Baoer is not counted as confinement children now, and her vitality has also recovered.

Jiang Han looked at the newspapers for a few days, and said, "I feel something is wrong recently."

"Something's wrong?" Zhou Baoer ironed her hair with warm spirit stones, and soon her hair was dry. She climbed onto the bed wearing a strapless nightgown.

In fact, this is the way to perm your hair in this world, because the vitality of a monk can communicate with various spirit stones, so such a trivial matter as controlling stones is naturally no longer a problem.

For example, stones with fire attributes can also be carried around as a fully automatic rice cooker.

Of course, there is no rice cooker in this world, but a "self-heating drawer".

Jiang Han held Bao'er in his arms, and said, "Honey, don't you think it's been too quiet recently? I attacked earlier, and I met my little aunt."

"Little aunt? The thirteenth princess?" Zhou Baoer leaned into Jiang Han's arms, resting her head on Jiang Han's shoulder. Jiang Han took out one arm to hug her, and the other hand held a newspaper.

"Well, my mother hasn't seen anyone recently, and she hasn't been in court for three days. It seems that something happened, but she won't tell me." Jiang Han was very helpless.

Originally, their mother-child relationship was very good, but they don't know about us recently.

In addition, the Jianghu Daily has recorded some irrelevant gossip these days, which made him very helpless, as if someone deliberately hid the recent major national events.

"I don't understand major national affairs, but today I clearly feel that Xiao Linzi is a little strange. Ever since she got clean, she has become very strange." Zhou Baoer's slender fingers drew circles on Jiang Han's heart.

Jiang Han smiled, and he kissed her forehead: "What's so strange? Do you think she has become too beautiful all of a sudden?"

"No, worried, just tell me the story you told me last time. Sister Lin in it... complains all day long. Her surname is also Lin, and..."

"Actually, for a long time, I thought she was a little girl. Before she was six years old, she always wore women's clothes, and then she did...but her father is a very strict person. Whenever she wears women's clothes, her father I will beat her hard, my mother-in-law was still alive at that time, and my mother-in-law will always protect her, maybe too many things have happened recently." Jiang Han couldn't help feeling sorry.

Zhou Baoer bit her lip: "But I always feel that he looks at you strangely."

Bao'er's words are also very clear. As a woman, she is naturally very alert to the women around Jiang Han. In fact, she does not ask Jiang Han to do anything, but she is worried that some vicious little foxes will hurt him in the dark. Jiang Han.

After all, in some scripts, in a big family, the intrigue between the sons and daughters is based on some weaknesses, for example, women are sometimes men's weaknesses.

"Is it brother? Don't care about these details. She left suddenly a few days ago. I think she seems to have something on her mind. Why don't I go and see her tomorrow?"

"Well, that's fine." Zhou Baoer said.

And in the early morning of the next day, Lin's residence also staged a farewell scene.

Haitang and Lu Gan left with their luggage on their backs.

Lin Shu was only on the second floor, she didn't even see her off, she just watched.

"Today's court meeting, I have to go to the palace." Lin Shu said, she looked at the sky, and it was getting pale.

But when she went out, she saw the familiar carriage, which was the carriage of Prince Wang.

"Hahaha... that poor scholar, he deserves to die!" There were bursts of laughter from inside the carriage.

"Master, where should we put these guys later?"

"Wash it clean and throw it into the moat. I will clean it up. Don't worry, young master."

"I know you are the most sensible, hahaha!"

Chapter 368 Poor Scholar

Although he just passed by, Lin Shu already felt that something had happened.

She immediately turned back and ran towards the thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage is five miles away from Lin's mansion, which is not too far away. According to Lin Shu's speed, he arrived in front of the thatched cottage in three minutes.

But now the thatched cottage is already full of people.

"Let's go." Lin Shu pushed through the crowd.

People were also very puzzled by the sudden appearance of Lin Shu, but they still got out of the way.

But when Lin Shu saw the thatched cottage, he was already standing still. In the courtyard of the cottage, the shelves dedicated to drying herbs had been overturned, and the herbs inside were scattered everywhere.

The smashed fence, the broken furniture, and the bonfire in the middle of the yard were full of books.

These books are all Mr. Zheng's treasures, because Mr. Zheng has been working hard for the imperial examination.

Lin Shu had a bad premonition in her heart, and she walked towards the main room step by step with heavy steps.

However, in the middle of the main room, there was a man sprawling all over. This man was formally Mr. Zheng. He was dressed in rags and was holding something. His whole body was bruised and dying.

"Mr. Zheng!" Lin Shu's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but help Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zheng burst into tears when he saw Lin Shu. She said, "Mr. Zheng, cheer up, you..."

She was about to ask more questions, but found that Mr. Zheng's chin had been stained red with blood. When she pried open her mouth, she found that Mr. Zheng's tongue had been cut off. tongue!

"Hmm..." Mr. Zheng tremblingly handed the item in his hand to Lin Shu. It turned out that it was Lin Shu's clothes.

It was her clothes that Mr. Zheng tried his best to protect.

"Why are you so stupid!"

Lin Shu scolded.

However, Mr. Zheng reached out to Lin Shu with trembling hands. He wiped Lin Shu's tears with his rough thumb, then pointed to Lin Shu's heart, and hammered his own heart with his fist.

The meaning is very clear, let Lin Shu follow his heart and not be coerced by others.

"I'll take you to the imperial doctor, I..."

Lin Shu didn't continue, because at this time, Mr. Zheng had... died of exhaustion.

"Mr. Zheng!" Lin Shu shook Mr. Zheng vigorously, but the other party was out of breath, it seemed that this last breath lasted until Lin Shu came over.

Lin Shu immediately ran to an uncle, and she said, "Is it from the Wang family? Is it them?!"

Sweat appeared on the uncle's forehead, and he looked embarrassed, obviously unwilling to say anything more.

It is no wonder that, under such circumstances, people tend to be more self-protective.

Who would not tell who the murderer is?

After all, no one can give them shelter. Even if they act bravely and tell the murderer, will the murderer be punished?

If the murderer is fine, then the first people to look for when they come back are these ordinary people with no background.

All the onlookers couldn't bear it, and they didn't dare to look Lin Shu directly in the eyes.

Suddenly a child cried and said, "The one who killed Mr....was Wang Wen..."

Before the child finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the child's father, and the father scolded: "Stinky boy, do you know that trouble comes from your mouth!"

But Lin Shu heard that her beautiful face was already covered with a layer of frost. She slowly closed Mr. Zheng's eyes, and then slapped the bonfire in the distance with her palm. off.

Most of the books inside have been charred.

Lin Shu went to a book and patted the carbonized part on it. She silently put the book away and summoned the huge coffin containing the four corpse kings. She stepped on it and headed towards the capital. fly away.

At this moment in the palace, Wang Wenjun embraced from left to right, and the beauty in his arms kept acting like a baby.

He laughed loudly: "Brothers, enjoy yourself! What a fucking enjoyment! How dare a poor scholar ruin my good deeds!"

"Master, are we going too far?" A servant asked.

Wang Wenjun glanced at him, then suddenly picked up the wine glass and threw it over, the wine glass hit the boy directly on the head.

The boy fell to the ground with an "Ouch", and hurriedly kowtowed for mercy.

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong! I was also afraid of killing someone...I..." The servant sobbed.

Wang Wenjun scolded: "So what if he dies? Anyway, I didn't kill him. He died of poverty, death of poverty! If you don't have money, you should die of poverty!"

"Yes, it's the poor ones!" The Little Servant Alliance accompanied him.

The women in Wang Wenjun's arms also turned pale with fright. They wanted to escape but were caught by Wang Wenjun. He patted the woman's buttocks hard: "What are you afraid of, young master, I won't eat you."

"Yes...Young Master." The woman lowered her head.

"Hahaha..." Wang Wenjun picked up the girl lazily, "You sisters, follow me back to the room. Today, the young master is happy, let's have a good fight with his mother!"

Wang Wenjun was about to walk into the house with the beauty in his arms, but at this moment there was a sound on the roof.

boom!

With a muffled sound, a huge coffin fell from the sky and lay in front of Wang Wenjun.

Wang Wenjun was dumbfounded.

"Yes, it's you?!" The boy exclaimed, he sat down on the ground and pointed at the man standing on the coffin.

Standing on the coffin as Lin Shu, she was wearing a long black dress, with a ghostly makeup on her face, she was very gloomy, although she was stunning, but people dared not come forward to talk to her.

"Hehe, little lady, have you figured it out? Do you want to live with me?" Wang Wenjun quickly calmed down, he put down the beauty, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Lin Shu tilted his head: "Hey, the corpse is talking!"

The next moment, Lin Shu was already in the same place when he was a child. Wang Wenjun looked around and his expression changed: "Come out, come out for me! Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Master, you...your hand!" The beauty turned pale, pointed at Wang Wenjun's arm, and suddenly passed out.

And Wang Wenjun's head seemed to be wound up, he turned around mechanically, and saw his arm...it was broken!

"Wow!"

Wang Wenjun let out a scream, not far in front of him,

Lin Shu was holding an arm, she pulled the long sword off the broken arm, and then threw the broken arm to the control.

This scene made Wang Wenjun's heart almost stagnate: "Shut up, assistant, you can still connect now, give me back your arm, I'll give you money, whatever you want..."

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