After the system ran, I took off with my family

Qingzhi's face turned pale, and her voice was choked with sobs: "I heard from them that the dead girl was a teenage girl. Her clothes were torn, her body was covered with wounds, and..."

Qing He paused, then lowered her eyes. She thought of the days in Wan Mansion, her sister Qiao Er, and the girls buried under the flowerbed...

"Let's go out for a walk after breakfast."

Lin Shuyue knew that no matter how much comfort she gave, it would not heal the trauma in their hearts, so she changed the subject.

Luochuan County is not big, but it is still very lively. The master and his two servants walked around the county and bought some specialties unique to Luochuan County, such as various dried fruits and scented teas.

After the shopping, Lin Shuyue took the two little girls to have lunch at Juxianlou, which was recommended by the innkeeper.

Juxianlou's business is very good. Just at noon, the private rooms upstairs are full. The restaurant lobby is also very lively, with only the seats in the corners near the wall left unoccupied.

Lin Shuyue was not picky and took Qinghe and Qingzhi directly to the table in the corner and sat down, then ordered a few signature dishes.

After ordering the dishes, Lin Shuyue drank her tea while listening to the conversations of the guests around her.

However, what she heard most was about the poor girl who was killed last night.

I heard from them that the girl was the daughter of Mr. Zhao, a scholar from the North Street of the county town. She was just coming of age. Some time ago, Mr. Zhao had arranged a marriage for her with the son of his classmate, so the two families were considered to be well matched.

I heard that the girl went to the embroidery workshop alone to sell embroidery two days ago as usual, and suddenly disappeared on the way back. Mr. Zhao was concerned about his face and did not dare to report to the police. Who knew that two days later, the girl's body was thrown on the street, and a fresh flower withered away.

"Bah! These scholars are just too concerned about their reputation. If Mr. Zhao had reported it to the police immediately, the girl might still be alive. But for the sake of face, they disregarded their own daughter's life. What good will such a person have?"

A man with a thick face sitting at the table to Lin Shuyue's left had a look of indignation on his face and a pair of round eyes glaring with anger.

The other man sitting next to him shook his head with amusement, "Lao Gao, why are you so angry? Mr. Zhao is afraid of losing face, so he doesn't even go to the government office. I heard that he is preparing to move. His parents don't feel sorry for him, so why are you so angry? Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore, let's drink..."

"That's right. Anyway, people who read the books of saints have some brains. I just feel sorry for that little girl. I don't know what damn sin it is."

"Let's drink and stop talking about these bad things."

The people at that table quickly changed the subject, but the people at the table behind Lin Shuyue were also discussing the matter. However, what they said was not very nice.

A middle-aged man wearing a square scarf and a green robe winked at the others at the table.

"In my opinion, the Zhao girl was also at fault. One of my classmates taught at the same private school as Mr. Zhao. According to him, the Zhao girl dressed up gorgeously when she delivered lunch to Mr. Zhao every day at noon. When she walked, her waist twisted. Tsk tsk, maybe that's how she attracted the villain..."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately aroused the interest of the other three people at the table.

"In that case, it's no wonder that the bad guy has such bad intentions. It's just a pity." One of them shook his head and sighed.

Another long-bearded man in a Confucian robe showed disdain on his face and said in a deep voice, "Humph, as a woman, you should stay at home and not show your face in public. The daughter of the Zhao family is not a good wife and is violating morals. She deserves this fate. It is her own fault."

His voice was not small, and the guests at the nearby tables all heard it. Some nodded in agreement, while others frowned in displeasure.

"Snapped!"

Qingzhi slammed the table with a cold face, turned around and pointed at the man in the scholar's robe and cursed him.

"You're talking nonsense! You old man, is your brain muddled with shit? Instead of scolding the evildoer, you have to scold the innocent dead. You have dirty thoughts yourself and you want to throw dirty water on others!

Who do you think you are? Does your mother know what you are like? You look like a scholar, but you are really a disgrace to scholars!

"You! How dare you insult me ​​like this, you little brat!"

It was the first time that someone pointed at his nose and scolded the man in the scholar's robe like this. He was so angry that his neck turned red, and his hands were shaking as he pointed at Qingzhi.

"Tsk tsk, he's actually a teacher?"

Qingzhi snorted in a weird tone, looked him up and down, and asked curiously, "I wonder which school is so blind as to invite you to be the teacher? Aren't you afraid of hindering the students' future?

Aren't you trying to teach students to be ignorant, arrogant, foolish, ill-intentioned, and self-righteous?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the guests who were watching the fun looked at each other in surprise. Some of those who knew Master Wu frowned and thought.

"What this young man said makes sense. The dead are the greatest, and the Zhao family girl was innocent. Who would have thought that she would be slandered and defamed by Master Wu after her death? His thoughts are really vicious and outrageous!

Fortunately, he is not teaching in the school where my son is, otherwise I would have caused trouble for the school."

"This Master Wu seems to be teaching at Dongguan School. I have a nephew studying there. No, I have to go back and tell my brother-in-law to find the school principal. If he doesn't dismiss this man, transfer the child to another school."

"That's right. Education is a big deal. You can't be careless. If you hand your child over to someone like this, who knows what will happen to him."

"..."

The discussions around him made Master Wu's face turn pale and his head felt a little dizzy. He covered his chest and gasped, staring at Qingzhi, with sparks in his eyes: "You! You are so presumptuous!"

The people sitting at the same table with him quickly stood up and supported him. One of them said, "How dare you, little brat, insult Brother Wu like this!"

After saying that, he looked at Lin Shuyue who was standing beside him and said angrily, "Sir, I hope you can control your people. You are so rude and you are not afraid of losing face."

Lin Shuyue's face darkened, and the fan in his hand slammed shut. He said in a cold voice: "Don't worry about my people. Everyone has their own opinions on right and wrong. You are just birds of a feather. If you keep saying such bad things, aren't you afraid of being haunted by the ghosts in your dreams at midnight?"

"you you!"

The man's face turned pale, and he was about to argue when another man who had been silent stopped him.

"Alright, alright, calm down. The dead are the greatest. We really shouldn't talk about them behind their backs."

"Okay, we've finished eating, Brother Wu, Brother Ma, let's go. We agreed to go to my house for tea, let's go..."

"Humph! Summer insects cannot talk about ice!"

Master Wu snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and strode away, and the others followed with grim expressions.

Without the excitement, the guests around sat back in their seats one after another. However, a few of them nodded to Lin Shuyue and the other two.