Chapter 18: The Tip of the Iceberg
I don't know if it's because of Yimeng Gu, or if Lin Ziyun is born with a lover, no matter how Yuan Jingrong knocks on the side and asks him to cooperate, he pretends not to know, and asks Bai Yanzhi to stay with him.
Qingtan teased in a low voice: "I can't see that your fiancΓ© is so desperate for you." β
White Smoke Weaving: "...... You don't have to. β
It's impossible to share a bed, don't even think about it.
Fortunately, there is a study in the bedroom compartment, which can support a small bed.
Bringing a brocade quilt from her room, Qingtan stood aside and watched her make the bed. After thinking for a moment, he still spoke: "The person who gave Lin Qingsong the news found out, he is a soft bone, and he just reported to his family at the seventeenth time, and he said everything." β
"How?"
"Lin Qingsong won a few games against him, and he didn't have any money to give, so he sold a news."
White Smoke was speechless.
The world of gamblers, she doesn't understand.
"That person, what is Seventeen going to do?"
"How to deal with it," Qingtan's voice turned cold, "I dare to talk about Nandu behind my back, I just don't want to live." β
White Smoke Weaving: ......
silently touched his neck and muttered, "You Nandu are all so murderous without blinking? Regardless of men, women, young and old, kill if you want? β
The movements on Qing Tan's hand suddenly froze, and he turned his head to look at Bai Yanzhi.
"Did you misunderstand the Southern Governor?"
What can be misunderstood?
She didn't speak, but the meaning was written on her face.
Qing Tan's face was slightly sluggish, and he put down the hand around his waist: "The people killed by Nandu are not good people. We will not kill innocents indiscriminately, but we will never show mercy to those who are traitors. β
White Smoke frowned slightly.
Even if the person who sold the news this time was the same as Zhou Ruoyu, he committed the trouble of tongue, so what was the problem with Zhang Fengshi who she killed?
Isn't it just the wife of a county magistrate?
Just as he was pondering, he heard Qing Tan say: "For example, the Zhang Feng clan you killed is a heinous bad person." β
"Heinous?"
"You don't know? That woman was a human trafficker. β
Bai Yanzhi's face was full of shock: "Isn't she the county lady?" How can it be related to human traffickers? β
Thinking that the task had been accomplished, Qingtan took out an opened letter from his arms and handed it to Bai Yanzhi.
"See for yourself."
On a thin piece of paper, there are records of human trafficking.
Li Xiaohua, twelve years old, beautiful, has come to menarche, and can have children. On the seventh day of the third month, ten taels of silver were sold.
Qiu Tong, nine years old, thin and frail. On the seventh day of the first month of March, three taels of silver were sold.
Zhuan Peng, fifteen years old, good at birth and raising, with quick hands and feet. On the seventh day of the first month of March, seven taels of silver were sold.
β¦β¦
White smoke weaves a handful of crumpled paper in his hand.
"It's just the seventh day of March, right?"
Qingtan nodded.
"Our people have found a thick one," sighed softly, "and it's just the tip of the iceberg." β
White Smoke didn't ask any further.
Hateful.
Even if those girls who were sold were recovered, they could only do this in this life.
Qingtan said again: "That mother-in-law is very calculating, so Meimei will stay and train her, so that her man can please the superior officials." As for the ugly ones, they will either be sold in remote mountain villages, or they will be sold as rough maids. Of course, there are also beautiful and disobedient ones, which are the worst. β
"Why is it the worst?" White Smoke frowned.
"This kind of will definitely be sold to the Qinglou. The means of training people in the Qinglou are first-class. His tone was full of compassion.
Bai Yan's heart suddenly sank.
Qingyu she ......
Hands folded in front of him, inevitably clasped tightly. Qing Tan saw her movements and withdrew her gaze.
ββ¦β¦ There will be a way to deal with Qingyu's affairs. β
White Smoke lowered his eyes and replied absentmindedly.