Lin Zihan finally survived until dawn, and then fell asleep in a daze, in his dream he made a lot of pounds, and then bought a more beautiful estate in the countryside than the Darcy family's Peng Boli, and then lived happily with Gao Yuanyuan, he didn't have to be busy socializing every day, he accompanied Gao Yuanyuan for a walk in the forest every day, and went to ride a horse in his spare time, fishing, and lived a good life. Just when he was giggling in his dream, Lin Zihan was suddenly woken up by a sound of "dong dong dong", and Lin Zihan, who was in a daze, thought it was time to go to work, and quickly put on his clothes. When he walked to the door, Lin Zihan realized that he was still two hundred years ago, and he was in a Mao class.

Lin Zihan opened the door angrily, and was about to scold the guy who disturbed people's dreams, only to find that it was no one else standing outside the door, it was Mrs. Schmidt, who was a little overzealous. Lin Zihan said angrily: "Mrs. Schmidt, may I ask if you have anything to do so early?" ”

Schmidt looked at Lin Zihan, whose face was a little depressed, and his heart was already happy, thinking that you would be uneasy and kind to my daughter, and see that I don't come over every day to annoy you. Schmidt secretly slandered himself in his heart, but his face still showed the same enthusiastic smile as ever: "Mr. Wickham, I already know that you want Alice to tidy up the room, but Alice, a child, prefers to sleep lazy, so I came over to help her do it." ”

I don't know why Zihan didn't know that he had been blacklisted by Mrs. Schmidt, but he felt that Mrs. Schmidt was a little strange, what kind of bed was made early in the morning, and the guests hadn't woken up yet. Lin Zihan didn't take the excuse of persuading Alice to accept the money last night, the little girl could come or not, so she turned to the side and motioned for Mrs. Schmidt to go in.

Now Mrs. Schmidt was a little confused, shouldn't this Mr. Wickham be annoyed and angry after learning that Alice was not coming, how could it be an indifferent expression? Why doesn't he mind at all, could it be that he thinks wrong? Mrs. Schmidt, who was puzzled, entered the room, changed the sheets that had not been washed for several days, and then asked casually, "Mr. Wickham, did you give too much shilling?" After all, things like tidying up the room are a matter of our inn, and the maid Ruth does it every day, and there is no charge. ”

Lin Zihan knew that Mrs. Schmidt in front of her was not a twelve-year-old girl like Alice, and she would not believe the excuse she said to Alice, so she reexplained: "Madam, I used to have a younger sister, but now she has gone to heaven. I always felt like I was seeing my sister when I looked at Alice, and it was just a love and kindness, absolutely without any intention or malice, ma'am. Lin Zihan is really not lying, he can't go back to the 21st century, and he will never see that cute and somewhat pestering sister again.

Mrs. Schmidt suddenly came to her senses, but when she heard that Wickham's sister was no longer alive, she sympathized with the gentleman: "Mr. Wickham, please mourn." God is merciful, and I am sure that your sister will be happy in heaven. ”

Lin Zihan waved his hand, remembering that there were still important things to do today, and he wanted to find a post office to send out his results last night, so he asked, "Mrs. Schmidt, is there a post office here?" I need to send some letters out. ”

Mrs. Schmidt said enthusiastically, "Well, sir, you are asking the right person, I know more in the East End of London than anyone else." It's just that there is no post office near our hotel, and you know that the residents in this neighborhood are poor sailors and weavers, and they don't need the services of a post office. But you just have to cross two blocks in front of the hotel to Devon Road, where you will find the Royal Post Office. ”

Lin Zihan thanked Mrs. Schmidt for her help, took the manuscripts, and left the hotel. The two blocks in front of the Schmidt Hotel are generally home to workers working in the docks and cotton textile factories, and the streets are crooked and mixed, and the traffic is often not very good. In the past two days, Lin Zihan has also heard from other tenants that a girl in this neighborhood was brutally killed after being abused and put her body in a garbage dump in an alley. However, Lin Zihan still planned to pass through these two blocks, because if he wanted to detour, he would have to walk three more blocks, and he didn't have a carriage now, so he relied on the No. 11 bus, so he really didn't have that strength. Besides, Lin Zihan learned sanda in college, and he still has the confidence to deal with a few gangsters.

In the street of the second block, Lin Zihan found a more luxuriously decorated carriage parked in front of him, and he was a little surprised, there were few carriages passing by in this kind of place, let alone such a luxurious carriage. Lin Zihan tiptoed to the side of the carriage and found a man dressed as a coachman lying on the ground, while the carriage was empty. Lin Zihan hurriedly went to probe the coachman's snort and found that this guy was fine, but he was just knocked unconscious. Lin Zihan, who had briefly inspected the scene, was suddenly alert in his heart, the people in this carriage were definitely robbed! Lin Zihan listened attentively and found that in a dim and narrow alley next to him, there were faint laughter of several men. Lin Zihan quietly picked up a brick on the ground and slowly leaned towards the alley.

"Grass!" Seeing the scene in front of him, Lin Zihan couldn't help but curse in a low voice in Chinese. A gorgeously dressed woman, who looked like she had status, was being crushed under three tattered men. The men lewdly stroked the woman's face and the white skin on her arms, and from time to time let out a lewd laugh. Lin Zihan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had come in time, and this woman had not been desecrated by these men.

Zhang Zihan arched his body, tried not to make a sound, and slowly lurked towards the three men. The men, who had obviously drunk some wine, did not notice the threat from behind, they were dazzled by the snow-white skin in front of them, and the thought that this noble woman from high society was going to cry and moan under their crotch made them feel as if they were on fire all over their bodies. Lin Zihan looked at these men who were bold after drinking a little cat urine, and anger surged in his heart, in his life, the person he despised the most was the scum who used force on women.

Lin Zihan clenched the brick in his hand, specially picked the tallest and strongest man among the three, and shot it down as soon as he saw the brick! The man only felt a strong wind whistling in his ears, and reflexively tilted his head, but it was a pity that Lin Zihan used all his strength, and a person who had drunk a lot of wine reacted so quickly. only heard a "bang", and the bricks smashed firmly on the head of the big man. The big man didn't even have time to snort, and fell limply to the ground.

The other two guys realized that something was wrong, but the leader of them had already fallen to the ground unconscious. The two guys were drunk, but they were a lot bolder, and they rushed towards Lin Zihan with a loud shout. Lin Zihan sneered, this Wickham's body used to hunt a lot, and his body was a lot stronger, plus a few yin tricks he had practiced hard in his previous life, he was really not afraid of these two guys.

said that it was too late, Lin Zihan threw it hard, and shot the brick in his hand at the door of a guy's face, the man didn't pay attention for a while, and let the brick smash up, and suddenly squatted on the ground with blood on his face, seeing that he had lost his combat effectiveness. Lin Zihan's insidious move startled the last guy, and at the moment when the man who was a little short was stunned, Lin Zihan's body rushed over quickly like a cheetah, and he kicked the crotch of the guy to cut off his grandson's foot! The short man suddenly lay on the ground hunched over like a cramped little man, and screamed in pain. Lin Zihan frowned, this guy was really noisy, so he picked up the broken brick on the ground and slapped a brick on the back of the guy's head.

The screams came to an abrupt end. Well, now the world is quiet.

The noble lady next to her widened her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her with a somewhat insidious move. This is too yin damage, too ruthless! Lin Zihan walked up to the lady with a dull expression and took off his hat: "Madam, are you okay?" "Thank you so much, brave sir, for saving me." The lady came back to her senses and quickly expressed her gratitude with emotion.

Mrs. Bernard felt that she had been unlucky to-day, and to-day she took a coachman to the workhouse in the East End to give bread to the poor, but she did not expect to meet the three lowly and drunken people in this sparsely populated street. Not only did he stop his own carriage, but he also knocked the coachman unconscious. I thought it was just an ordinary robbery and robbery, but Mrs. Bernard didn't expect that these guys were so bold that they would drag themselves into the alley and want to do wrong! If this brave gentleman hadn't arrived in time, she really didn't know what would have happened, let alone how to deal with her husband and children. Perhaps, at that time, only the monastery was his home.

Lin Zihan took advantage of the glimmer of light at the entrance of the alley to find that the clothes on the middle-aged lady had been torn into several rags, and with the messy hair, she looked extremely embarrassed. Lin Zihan gentlemanly took off his coat and draped it on the noblewoman's body: "Madam, do you think you should invite the magistrate and the night watchman over, these guys should be punished as they deserve." Mrs. Bernard paused for a moment, then shook her head: "That's it, I don't want others to see me like this." Lin Zihan understood what she meant after a little thought, if the magistrate was called, this matter would be poked out at that time, and the lady's reputation would not be guaranteed.

Mrs. Bernard tightened Lin Zihan's coat and relaxed: "I don't know what Mr. is called?" So that I can express my sincerest gratitude to you. By the way, I'm Mrs. Bernard who lives on Fleet Street. Lin Zihan lifted the brim of his hat: "Mrs. Bernard, you can call me Wickham." Mrs. Bernard stood up and returned the salute: "And Mr. Wickham, can you help me see how the coachman is outside?" ”

"Gladly."

Looking at this polite and handsome young man, Mrs. Bernard had a better impression of Lin Zihan, which reminded her of her nineteen-year-old son at home, who had nothing to do all day and knew that he was jealous of those London gentlemen, and fought for an opera actress, which was extremely immature compared to the young man in front of her.

Lin Zihan helped Mrs. Bernard to the carriage, and then pinched the middle and upper part of the coachman a few times, and the coachman woke up leisurely. Mrs. Bernard looked at the coachman who woke up in the west, and she was angry, who would have thought that this tall and sturdy fellow was a useless thing, and even a few drunken thugs could not deal with it. When the coachman saw Mrs. Bernard in somewhat disheveled clothes, he said with guilt on his face: "Madam, are you all right?" By the way, who is this gentleman? ”

Mrs. Bernard glanced at the coachman, "This is Mr. Wickham, he saved me." Jones, you should treat this as if it didn't happen, and don't go around chewing your tongue when you get back, or I won't mind you disappearing in London!" The coachman was frightened, and hurriedly replied, "Madame, don't worry, I know what to do."

Mrs. Bernard turned to Li Zihan and put on a pleasant smile: "Mr. Wickham, I don't know where you're going?" I want to get Jones to send you there. ”

As soon as Lin Zihan heard that there was a free ride, he was not hypocritical, and told Mrs. Bernard that he was going to the Royal Post Office. He didn't want to walk over, it would take a lot of strength to fight. Mrs. Bernard said nothing, and ordered Jones to go directly to the Royal Post Office on Devon Street. On the way, Mrs. Bernard was very talkative, and knew everything from art and music to colonial customs. Lin Zihan suddenly admired this lady a little, the ladies of this era either care about clothes and jewelry, or care about the prom of the social season, it is rare to see a woman who is as well-informed as Mrs. Bernard and has her own independent thoughts.

When she arrived at the Royal Post Office, Mrs. Bernard said to Lin Zihan, "Mr. Wickham, my family lives at 34 Fleet Street, please come and have dinner with us to-morrow evening, to show our family's gratitude to you." Lin Zihan thought about it and agreed, this is normal British etiquette, if he refuses, he will not give Mrs. Bernard face.

"It is my pleasure, ma'am."