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The night was deep, and in the room at the north end of the second floor of the inn, the man who was taken in by Ling Chaofeng was sitting on the ground against the door, holding a short knife in his hand, and the handle of the knife was tightly wound with his wife's silk handkerchief that had not passed through the door.

In the dim candlelight, he could see the green tendons on the back of his hand, as if he was grasping the handle of the knife with all his might, fantasizing about inserting this knife into someone's body.

Tears slid down his face, and he saw his teeth clenched, his eyes wide with rage, and his whole body trembling with hatred.

In the bedroom on the third floor, Xiaowan packed some of Fei'er Ji'er's diapers, and she only brought a few changes of clothes, and Pei'er's little jacket and hat, everything was ready, and she could leave early tomorrow morning.

Pei'er was able to sleep with her father and mother tonight, and she was happy to get tired of kissing her mother, but when she saw her mother packing up her things, she looked dignified, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and lay on the bed obediently.

When Xiaowan returned to the bedside, her son was already asleep, Ling Chaofeng opened the quilt and hugged her into his arms, Xiaowan nested in her husband's arms steadily, and suddenly said after a long time: "Xianggong, help him." ”

Ling Chaofeng bowed: "I have my own measure. ”

Xiaowan asked, "If I stay, can I help?" ”

Ling Chaofeng was silent, and Xiaowan asked again: "Xianggong, can I help?" ”

"Yes, but you can't." Ling Chaofeng responded, "The result of this matter will definitely cause a lot of trouble, and the only thing we can help is to let him go." ”

Judging from the current situation, what Xiaowan can help is to sacrifice hue, try to ask which man is willing to let his wife do such a thing, Ling Chaofeng does not agree, and Jue will never allow it.

"I listen to you." Xiao Wan Dao touched Xianggong's chest, "You have to be careful." ”

In this way, as soon as the next day dawned, Xiaowan took Pei'er and a pair of milk dolls, and followed Uncle Biao to Baisha Village, Su Su saw her coming and wanted to stay, and was surprised to think that she had a quarrel with the shopkeeper and ran away from home, Xiaowan smiled and said: "Do you see that I am a person who has the courage to run away from home?" ”

Su Su asked uneasily, "Could it be that the guest who came yesterday ......?"

Xiao Wan booed: "I'll talk to you later." ”

In the inn, when Uncle Biao rushed back, several servants of the family were clamoring for breakfast.

Before he went out, he had prepared porridge, rice, side dishes and dry food, but in the eyes of that son, such food was a vulgar thing, frowning and seemed to be difficult to swallow, and his subordinates were noisily forcing Aunt Zhang to cook again.

But the person sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals in the corner silently ate the food in front of him, gulped down, and drank up the rice porridge without a drop, and the steamed bread was reluctant to drop a little.

Ling Chaofeng brought a few dim sum from the back kitchen, which he bought from the town and prepared to eat for Pei'er during the New Year.

But when Ling Chaofeng turned around, he heard him ask: "Why don't you see the shopkeeper in your store, the little lady on the third floor last night, but your wife?" ”

Ling Chaofeng said lightly: "Neiko took the children back to her parents' house, and I disturbed my son last night, and I hope to bear with me." ”

"Go back to your mother's house......" The man was obviously disappointed, smiled, flicked his chopsticks a few times, and then ordered his subordinates beside him, "Go to the town to see what is delicious here, and then go to the dock and ask if the boat has been repaired." ”

A few servants took the order, and at this moment, the man in the corner had finished eating.

He walked out of his seat with the dishes, this was something he didn't need to do, Ling Chaofeng's eyes were sharp, and he saw the short knife he hid under the plate.

His brow furrowed, and he stepped forward to stop the man, and took the plate politely with one hand, and with the other, he easily removed the short knife in his hand.

The man was startled in vain, sweat was pouring down on his forehead, and he stared at Ling Chaofeng with wide eyes, Ling Chaofeng said coldly: "Are you going to die?" ”

The voice was so soft that only the person in front of him could hear it, and without saying a word, he snatched the man's short knife and went straight to the back kitchen.

The man sat blankly in the shop, and provoked the servants to their displeasure, saying that he looked poor and sour, and coaxed him into a corner.

Later, the group of people had a dispute, it turned out that the master wanted to go to the town for a walk, but the servants were divided into two factions, one was to follow the instructions of the family, not to let the son go to the market to show his face, and the other was to coax the son and brother, willing to accompany him to go shopping, after a dispute, the man walked out in a dashing manner.

The food on the table was almost untouched, Uncle Biao scolded them for wasting the food, and angrily took away the dishes and chopsticks, but when he saw the honest man walking with him to the back kitchen, Uncle Biao stopped and said: "The back kitchen is heavy, guest officer, you can't enter." ”

The man's eyes were red with anxiety: "I—I want to find your shopkeeper." ”

Ling Chaofeng walked in from the back door and said lightly, "I'm here." ”

The group of people walked through the front door and bustled towards Baisha Town, Ling Chaofeng and the man stood at the back door, and they could be seen. The creaking sound in the snow was getting farther and farther away, but the sound of the man's fist bones clenching was endless.

"You crushed your fist, how can you hold a knife?" Ling Chaofeng stretched out his hand and handed him the short knife.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, but Ling Chaofeng flashed slightly, he pounced, he wanted to grab it again, Ling Chaofeng turned his back on the hand holding the knife, and the other hand subdued him in three or two strokes.

"Shopkeeper Ling, what do you want to do, what do you want to do......" The person who was restrained couldn't struggle, and said anxiously, "Let go of me, let go of me." ”

"I'm the one who asked you, what do you want to do?" As soon as Ling Chaofeng's hand was released, the person in front of him fell into the snow, and Ling Chaofeng said, "Are you Miss He's fiancé?" ”

The man suddenly tensed and glared at Ling Chaofeng: "You, how would you know?" ”

Ling Chaofeng said lightly: "Guess." ”

The people on the ground had scarlet eyes, choked and trembled, and their anger was full of nowhere to vent, and they said with difficulty: "Then Shopkeeper Ling, you also know what that beast has done, beast...... Brute ......"

That day, Ling Chaofeng went out to look for Pei'er, and went as far as the neighboring state capital, and he wanted to find help from someone who knew him from the local yamen, but he didn't want to have a murder case in the prefect's yamen that day.

The person who eats the lawsuit is the son who now lives in the Lingxiao Inn, as his appearance shows, his background is not simple, but he is a descendant of the founding fathers, and his grandfather followed the emperor from birth to death.

It's just that he is not a descendant of the family, and he moved there from the capital with his father and mother, but his ancestors are meritorious, and the descendants of the clan are still officials in the court, and they are in the local area, and they are wealthy families that the prefect cannot provoke.

A gentleman, rampant and domineering, doing everything, met a beautiful girl on the road that day, it was the girl He that Ling Chaofeng said.

He wanted to take it for himself, and he couldn't make a play on the street, so he took his men to the door to find it, but Miss He had already had a marriage contract, and swore to die, and after being promised by his father and mother to let him take it away, he died on the stone lion in front of the family, and was killed on the spot.

On that day, the prefect handled the case, and finally sentenced Brother Gongzi to accompany fifty taels of silver, and the matter was over, Miss He's body was taken away by her family, at least in the local area, no one dared to shake the family.

This is this year, the queen interfered in the government affairs, and repeatedly urged the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and the Ministry of Household Affairs to formulate laws that can protect local women according to local customs and habits. Now that a good girl has died at the door of her house, she is almost against the queen's will, and if anyone investigates this matter, even the descendants of the people in Beijing will be implicated.

Perhaps because of this, during the Chinese New Year, Brother Gongzi was kicked out by his family and asked him to take refuge in other places, while he took the waterway, unfortunately encountered a boat damage, temporarily docked at the Baisha River Wharf, and lived at the Lingxiao Inn.

After that, Ling Chaofeng met the person who followed them.

Ling Chaofeng stuffed the short knife into the man's hand, and said with a cold gaze: "I can help you and let the Criminal Department investigate this case, don't act rashly." There are a lot of people around him, you have no chance of winning, you will only lose your life, even if you don't die, they send you to prison, and your end will be miserable. ”

"Shopkeeper Ling, I understand your kindness." The man held the short knife tightly, "I have studied and understand the laws of Daqi, even if the officials of the capital come to check, he is at most robbing the people's daughters, and the person was killed by himself, it has nothing to do with him, he didn't kill anyone." ”

"Under the law, there is only this result." Ling Chaofeng said indifferently, "Even if you can't accept it, this is reality. ”

"But I just want him dead." One of the man's hands was deep in the snow, "He must die, why should we suffer for the rest of our lives, and he can be at ease." ”

Ling Chaofeng got up, looked at the people on the ground with his hands, and slowly stood up, his gaze was desolate: "Shopkeeper Ling, why can the law allow bad people to be at ease?" ”

The night was deep, and in the room at the north end of the second floor of the inn, the man who was taken in by Ling Chaofeng was sitting on the ground against the door, holding a short knife in his hand, and the handle of the knife was tightly wound with his wife's silk handkerchief that had not passed through the door.

In the dim candlelight, he could see the green tendons on the back of his hand, as if he was grasping the handle of the knife with all his might, fantasizing about inserting this knife into someone's body.

Tears slid down his face, and he saw his teeth clenched, his eyes wide with rage, and his whole body trembling with hatred.

In the bedroom on the third floor, Xiaowan packed some of Fei'er Ji'er's diapers, and she only brought a few changes of clothes, and Pei'er's little jacket and hat, everything was ready, and she could leave early tomorrow morning.

Pei'er was able to sleep with her father and mother tonight, and she was happy to get tired of kissing her mother, but when she saw her mother packing up her things, she looked dignified, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and lay on the bed obediently.

When Xiaowan returned to the bedside, her son was already asleep, Ling Chaofeng opened the quilt and hugged her into his arms, Xiaowan nested in her husband's arms steadily, and suddenly said after a long time: "Xianggong, help him." ”

Ling Chaofeng bowed: "I have my own measure. ”

Xiaowan asked, "If I stay, can I help?" ”

Ling Chaofeng was silent, and Xiaowan asked again: "Xianggong, can I help?" ”

"Yes, but you can't." Ling Chaofeng responded, "The result of this matter will definitely cause a lot of trouble, and the only thing we can help is to let him go." ”

Judging from the current situation, what Xiaowan can help is to sacrifice hue, try to ask which man is willing to let his wife do such a thing, Ling Chaofeng does not agree, and Jue will never allow it.

"I listen to you." Xiao Wan Dao touched Xianggong's chest, "You have to be careful." ”

In this way, as soon as the next day dawned, Xiaowan took Pei'er and a pair of milk dolls, and followed Uncle Biao to Baisha Village, Su Su saw her coming and wanted to stay, and was surprised to think that she had a quarrel with the shopkeeper and ran away from home, Xiaowan smiled and said: "Do you see that I am a person who has the courage to run away from home?" ”

Su Su asked uneasily, "Could it be that the guest who came yesterday ......?"

Xiao Wan booed: "I'll talk to you later." ”

In the inn, when Uncle Biao rushed back, several servants of the family were clamoring for breakfast.

Before he went out, he had prepared porridge, rice, side dishes and dry food, but in the eyes of that son, such food was a vulgar thing, frowning and seemed to be difficult to swallow, and his subordinates were noisily forcing Aunt Zhang to cook again.

But the person sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals in the corner silently ate the food in front of him, gulped down, and drank up the rice porridge without a drop, and the steamed bread was reluctant to drop a little.

Ling Chaofeng brought a few dim sum from the back kitchen, which he bought from the town and prepared to eat for Pei'er during the New Year.

But when Ling Chaofeng turned around, he heard him ask: "Why don't you see the shopkeeper in your store, the little lady on the third floor last night, but your wife?" ”

Ling Chaofeng said lightly: "Neiko took the children back to her parents' house, and I disturbed my son last night, and I hope to bear with me." ”

"Go back to your mother's house......" The man was obviously disappointed, smiled, flicked his chopsticks a few times, and then ordered his subordinates beside him, "Go to the town to see what is delicious here, and then go to the dock and ask if the boat has been repaired." ”

A few servants took the order, and at this moment, the man in the corner had finished eating.

He walked out of his seat with the dishes, this was something he didn't need to do, Ling Chaofeng's eyes were sharp, and he saw the short knife he hid under the plate.

His brow furrowed, and he stepped forward to stop the man, and took the plate politely with one hand, and with the other, he easily removed the short knife in his hand.

The man was startled in vain, sweat was pouring down on his forehead, and he stared at Ling Chaofeng with wide eyes, Ling Chaofeng said coldly: "Are you going to die?" ”

The voice was so soft that only the person in front of him could hear it, and without saying a word, he snatched the man's short knife and went straight to the back kitchen.

The man sat blankly in the shop, and provoked the servants to their displeasure, saying that he looked poor and sour, and coaxed him into a corner.

Later, the group of people had a dispute, it turned out that the master wanted to go to the town for a walk, but the servants were divided into two factions, one was to follow the instructions of the family, not to let the son go to the market to show his face, and the other was to coax the son and brother, willing to accompany him to go shopping, after a dispute, the man walked out in a dashing manner.

The food on the table was almost untouched, Uncle Biao scolded them for wasting the food, and angrily took away the dishes and chopsticks, but when he saw the honest man walking with him to the back kitchen, Uncle Biao stopped and said: "The back kitchen is heavy, guest officer, you can't enter." ”

The man's eyes were red with anxiety: "I—I want to find your shopkeeper." ”

Ling Chaofeng walked in from the back door and said lightly, "I'm here." ”

The group of people walked through the front door and bustled towards Baisha Town, Ling Chaofeng and the man stood at the back door, and they could be seen. The creaking sound in the snow was getting farther and farther away, but the sound of the man's fist bones clenching was endless.

"You crushed your fist, how can you hold a knife?" Ling Chaofeng stretched out his hand and handed him the short knife.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, but Ling Chaofeng flashed slightly, he pounced, he wanted to grab it again, Ling Chaofeng turned his back on the hand holding the knife, and the other hand subdued him in three or two strokes.

"Shopkeeper Ling, what do you want to do, what do you want to do......" The person who was restrained couldn't struggle, and said anxiously, "Let go of me, let go of me." ”

"I'm the one who asked you, what do you want to do?" As soon as Ling Chaofeng's hand was released, the person in front of him fell into the snow, and Ling Chaofeng said, "Are you Miss He's fiancé?" ”

The man suddenly tensed and glared at Ling Chaofeng: "You, how would you know?" ”

Ling Chaofeng said lightly: "Guess." ”

The people on the ground had scarlet eyes, choked and trembled, and their anger was full of nowhere to vent, and they said with difficulty: "Then Shopkeeper Ling, you also know what that beast has done, beast...... Brute ......"

That day, Ling Chaofeng went out to look for Pei'er, and went as far as the neighboring state capital, and he wanted to find help from someone who knew him from the local yamen, but he didn't want to have a murder case in the prefect's yamen that day.

The person who eats the lawsuit is the son who now lives in the Lingxiao Inn, as his appearance shows, his background is not simple, but he is a descendant of the founding fathers, and his grandfather followed the emperor from birth to death.

It's just that he is not a descendant of the family, and he moved there from the capital with his father and mother, but his ancestors are meritorious, and the descendants of the clan are still officials in the court, and they are in the local area, and they are wealthy families that the prefect cannot provoke.

A gentleman, rampant and domineering, doing everything, met a beautiful girl on the road that day, it was the girl He that Ling Chaofeng said.

He wanted to take it for himself, and he couldn't make a play on the street, so he took his men to the door to find it, but Miss He had already had a marriage contract, and swore to die, and after being promised by his father and mother to let him take it away, he died on the stone lion in front of the family, and was killed on the spot.

On that day, the prefect handled the case, and finally sentenced Brother Gongzi to accompany fifty taels of silver, and the matter was over, Miss He's body was taken away by her family, at least in the local area, no one dared to shake the family.

This is this year, the queen interfered in the government affairs, and repeatedly urged the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and the Ministry of Household Affairs to formulate laws that can protect local women according to local customs and habits. Now that a good girl has died at the door of her house, she is almost against the queen's will, and if anyone investigates this matter, even the descendants of the people in Beijing will be implicated.

Perhaps because of this, during the Chinese New Year, Brother Gongzi was kicked out by his family and asked him to take refuge in other places, while he took the waterway, unfortunately encountered a boat damage, temporarily docked at the Baisha River Wharf, and lived at the Lingxiao Inn.

After that, Ling Chaofeng met the person who followed them.

Ling Chaofeng stuffed the short knife into the man's hand, and said with a cold gaze: "I can help you and let the Criminal Department investigate this case, don't act rashly." There are a lot of people around him, you have no chance of winning, you will only lose your life, even if you don't die, they send you to prison, and your end will be miserable. ”

"Shopkeeper Ling, I understand your kindness." The man held the short knife tightly, "I have studied and understand the laws of Daqi, even if the officials of the capital come to check, he is at most robbing the people's daughters, and the person was killed by himself, it has nothing to do with him, he didn't kill anyone." ”

"Under the law, there is only this result." Ling Chaofeng said indifferently, "Even if you can't accept it, this is reality. ”

"But I just want him dead." One of the man's hands was deep in the snow, "He must die, why should we suffer for the rest of our lives, and he can be at ease." ”

Ling Chaofeng got up, looked at the people on the ground with his hands, and slowly stood up, his gaze was desolate: "Shopkeeper Ling, why can the law allow bad people to be at ease?" ”