Don’t Show the Son

Just now I heard from Mr. Chen that the young man in the courtroom is the son of a first-class uncle.

Daxia’s titles are only three ranks of dukes, each of which is divided into three ranks. If there are no special circumstances, each time the title is inherited, it will be automatically downgraded by one rank. The descendants of waiting uncles will be reduced to second-ranking uncles. Lin Xiu's father is third-ranking uncles, and the title can no longer be inherited.

In Lin Xiu's generation, the Lin family will be completely removed from the noble class of the royal capital.

That first-class uncle seemed to have some power, and he had a way to get his son out of the Cleaning Department. Even if Lin Xiu stood up with aggrieved hearts, it would not change anything.

But some things still need to be done even though they know there will be no results, Lin Xiu only asks for a clear conscience.

After staying in the archives for a while, Lin Xiu was ready to go home.

When he walked out of the Cleaning Department, he was taken aback by the sight in front of him.

Countless people gathered there, and when the old man in the court saw Lin Xiu come out, he knelt down on the ground with a thud, knocked his forehead loudly, and said gratefully, "Thank you, my lord, for avenging my little girl, thank you, my lord, for avenging my little girl!"

The onlookers also talked about it.

"If it wasn't for this lord, the old Wangtou's daughter would have left without knowing why."

"At the court just now, no one was willing to speak up for Old Wang, only he stood up."

"This lord is really a good official..."

...

Amidst the people's discussion, Lin Xiu helped the old man up and said, "You are welcome, old man, this is what I should do."

To him, it was simply to stand up and say a few words, but to the old man's family, it meant a lot. Lin Xiu has always been stingy with these things within his capacity.

Finally squeezed out from the crowd, Lin Xiu didn't wait for Sun Dali to pick him up, and walked towards Lin's mansion alone.

The dignitaries and dignitaries of the capital all lived in the south or east of the capital. The Lin family had declined and lived in the civilian area of ​​the capital. It was just that the family was richer than the common people, had several servants, and had a larger yard.

A few days ago, Lin Xiu always ate alone, but at dinner today, there were two more people beside her.

Mrs. Ping'an kept adding food to Lin Xiu's bowl, and said, "Xiu'er, you need to eat more, you've lost weight these days..."

Uncle Ping'an put down his chopsticks and said, "Tomorrow, I will invite the imperial doctor to come over to see if your amnesia can be cured."

Lin Xiu shook her head and said, "No need, it will cost a lot of money."

Lin Xiu knew that as a declining third-class uncle, the Lin family was actually not rich. Not long ago, she spent a large sum of money to find him a job as a clerk in the clean-up department. spend.

Uncle Ping'an waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry about money matters. Treatment is important."

After speaking, he gave Lin Xiu a bowl of soup with his own hands, and said, "Your mother made this chicken soup by herself. You should drink more, it will be good for your health."

Lin Xiu picked up the spoon and drank the soup silently. The warm chicken soup entered his throat, which made his heart feel warmer.

Most of the time before, he would order takeaway or instant noodles when eating alone. It has been a long time since he had such a common meal, and no one had dinner with him for a long time.

After eating, Lin Xiu went straight back to her room.

Lin Xiu was still not used to getting along with Uncle Ping'an and his wife and feeling their concern and love.

It's ridiculous to say that what he didn't feel in his biological parents in his previous life, he actually felt in two strangers. This made Lin Xiu, who was used to being alone, a little at a loss.

In order to avoid being alone with them, Lin Xiu left home early the next morning after having breakfast.

Not long after, Lin Xiu was slowly flipping through a dossier in the clean-up department.

Yesterday, the case of the woman was closed by the Department of Clean Officials.

A thief came to the Cleaning Department yesterday to surrender himself, admitting that he had burglarized the night before, and after taking the money, he was tempted to use force on Wang, but he accidentally strangled her to death. In order to avoid being traced by the government, he did The false impression that Mrs. Wang committed suicide came out.

Someone surrendered himself, and Qin Cong was naturally acquitted soon.

This dossier is full of loopholes. The biggest loophole is that if the burglar does not turn himself in, the Inspectorate will have no way of investigating him, but he chose to throw himself into the trap. The purpose is simply too clear, just to clear Qin Cong's suspicion .

The method of that first-class uncle was stronger than Lin Xiu expected.

In this way, everything Lin Xiu did yesterday is naturally meaningless.

Lin Xiu put the dossier back to its original place, walked out of the document storehouse, and when she came to the courtyard, a person walked towards her.

Lin Xiu looked up, stopped in her tracks, clasped her fists slightly and said, "I've seen Mr. Doctor."

The person who came was the official of the Qing Dynasty, and also the leader of the Qing Dynasty. He wanted to close the case hastily yesterday, but he was disturbed by himself. Under pressure, he had no choice but to take Qin Cong into custody. He must be extremely dissatisfied with him.

The Twenty-Fourth Division is directly under the central government, and the doctors in each division are all high-ranking officials who hold great power.

Maybe he will lose his hard-won job.

Qing Lisi Langzhong had a pale face, and looked at Lin Xiu with sharp eyes. Lin Xiu and his eyes met, neither humble nor overbearing, without a trace of flinching.

After a while, the Qing official secretary looked away, then nodded slightly, and walked past Lin Xiu, as if nothing happened yesterday.

Lin Xiu looked back with some doubts. From the looks of it, Master Langzhong didn't seem to intend to blame herself.

Thinking about it, if he directly angered Lin Xiu, wouldn't it be true that he was unfair in judging the case, but it was not certain whether he would secretly wear shoes for him, Lin Xiu still had to be a little vigilant.

At this time, in the hall of the Qing Dynasty Officials Department, an official who followed the Qing Dynasty Officials Department Lang Zhong couldn't help but said: "My lord, this son of Uncle Pingan acted recklessly and didn't know the rules. Let's just find an excuse and drive him out." , lest he cause trouble in the future..."

The Minister of Cleaning Officials turned his head, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Are you teaching me what to do?"

The official immediately bowed and said, "I dare not."

The Qing official secretary said indifferently: "Take care of the things you should take care of, and the things you shouldn't take care of. It's best not to talk too much."

"I understand..."

"Go down."

"The next officer will leave."

The official backed away in a hurry, and the official secretary stood silently for a moment, looking up at the "Mirror Hanging High" plaque hanging above his head, staring at it for a long time...

...

After Lin Xiu came out of the Qing Officials Department, she went directly to the Academy of Different Arts.

At the entrance of the School of Different Arts, he was stopped by a figure.

The young man whom he met in court yesterday stood in front of him, looked at Lin Xiu with a smile, and said, "Son of Ping An Bolin Ting, he knows a lot..."

Sure enough, he was still hated by this person.

If Lin Xiu hadn't stepped forward yesterday, Qin Cong wouldn't have had to spend those two hours in the prison of the Qing Dynasty Officials Department. This made the son of the first-class uncle feel ashamed, and made him remember that troublesome guy.

Lin Xiu, the son of Uncle Ping'an, after he left the Prison of the Qing Officials, Qin Cong easily found out his identity.

Although the person in front of him was smiling, the smile on his face carried a chill no matter how you looked at it.

Lin Xiu didn't talk nonsense with Qin Cong, and said straight to the point: "What do you want?"

Qin Cong stretched out his hand, and his whole arm was gradually covered with a layer of khaki hard armor. He looked at Lin Xiu with a smile and said, "You made me stay in the dirty and smelly prison for two hours. Breaking two of your ribs isn't too much, is it?"

Looking at the change in Qin Cong's arm, Lin Xiu's pupils shrank slightly. This person is also a person who has awakened a different skill, and his ability has been awakened at least twice.

Lin Xiu, who had just awakened his abilities, could not be his opponent at all.

Lin Xiu took a step back and said, "Don't forget, fighting is prohibited in the School of Different Arts!"

Qin Cong glanced at him mockingly, and said, "There is indeed such a rule in the school rules, but here, it's outside the School of Different Arts..."

Before he finished speaking, he punched Lin Xiu in the chest.

In the face of Qin Cong's charged attack, Lin Xiu's muscles tensed up. Just as she was about to make a move, her body suddenly relaxed again.

Qin Cong thought that he had given up resisting, and added two points of strength to his hands, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a little chilly in his body, and then a thick layer of ice quickly appeared under his feet, freezing him in the in place.

A faint fragrance came from far to near, Zhao Lingyin walked up to Lin Xiu, looked at Qin Cong with cold eyes, and asked, "You want to break his two ribs?"

Qin Cong's feet had already lost feeling at this moment, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He looked at Zhao Lingyin tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice, "It is forbidden to use different spells to fight in the different spell courtyard, let me go!"

Zhao Lingyin glanced at him indifferently, and said: "There is indeed such a rule in the courtyard rules, but here, it is outside the courtyard..."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Cong flew up into the air, and then fell to the ground fiercely. The piercing pain in his chest made him know clearly that several of his ribs must be broken.

Lin Xiu looked at Zhao Lingyin speechlessly. When she kicked up just now, Lin Xiu was surprised to find that she was actually wearing long trousers under her skirt.

What kind of dressing is this? There is really no trust between people...

Thanks to Xueer, Turtle, and the lord of Broken Bridge Remnant Snow for their rewards, and thanks to "Shangyong Mi Qiyin", "Don't care about it", and "Mo·Shangxie" for their rewards.