In the early morning, the bare peach blossom tree outside the house dropped a dead branch.

Looking at the sleeping young man, his head shook left and right, as if he was frightened, Lin Qiao reached out and pushed him, "Uncle, uncle?" ”

After a while, the young man opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with sadness and hatred, and at first glance, Lin Qiao couldn't help but feel a chill.

It's too much like the eyes of a villain in a dream.

She took a few steps back, tried sex and shouted again, "Uncle? ”

Isn't it possible that the villain is back too?

That can't "play" her to death?

The boy recovered from the nightmare, he turned his head to look to the side, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Sister-in-law." ”

Hearing this, Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, she could still distinguish the appearance of the little milk rabbit from the villain.

I scared her to death just now.

"Nightmare?"

"Hmm." Song Tingfan didn't dare to look at her, recalling the picture in the dream, his face turned pale.

He's had nightmares for a long time.

Obviously, he and his sister-in-law are not like that.

"What did you dream about?" Lin Qiao was a little curious about what nightmare could make him show the same eyes as a villain.

Looking at the gentle face, Song Tingfan couldn't say what he dreamed of anyway, he lowered his head and lied: "I dreamed of a lot of vicious dogs biting me." ”

Dreaming of a vicious dog again?

Lin Qiao was worried about whether he was evil, why did he always dream of being chased by evil dogs, and he planned to find an exorcist in the county seat.

She poured him a bowl of water and said, "Drink it." ”

Song Tingfan drank a few sips of water, his mind cleared up a lot, and the fear of the nightmare also dissipated.

He looked outside at dawn, and remembered that he was going to town today, so he hurriedly lifted the quilt and got up.

He forgot that the book that his grandfather gave him yesterday was still on the bed, and with a "snap", a book fell to the ground and opened it.

Two small figures overlapping, with a chair underneath them.

The atmosphere in the room quickly froze.

The reason why Lin Qiao was stunned was not that this picture was erotic, just a few sketches.

Rather, cough, did you play like this in ancient times?

on a stool.

Ahem, her old face flushed, "Ahem, I'm out." After saying that, he hurriedly walked out and closed the door by the way.

Song Tingfan's face was so red that he could drip blood, and after a while, he picked up the book on the ground and stuffed it into the bottom of the box, which was not enough, and he stuffed some clothes to cover it.

This embarrassment lasted for the two uncles and sisters-in-law to the county seat.

Fortunately, they came out of the village early, and there was still a little time before noon, and the officials went in to report and let them in.

Lin Qiao glanced at the people around before leaving, and as soon as they entered, many people gathered at the door, gossiping.

"Is that young woman just now the widow who abducted the Qinglou?"

"Eighty percent is, the water is good-looking, no wonder Qinglou has a mind."

"But this Qinglou is too much of a thing, people don't sell it, she robs it, it's too unreasonable."

"Be quiet, let the official master hear and pull you in to play the board."

"I'm not afraid, it was, why can't it be a little common man like us who swallow it, I heard that this family has to make up fifty taels of silver to return to Qinglou, in order to make up fifty taels of silver, begging people everywhere."

"I also heard that it was so miserable that people almost went in, and they lost fifty silver early."

"Isn't that right, I think the Qinglou should pay for this matter, and the third uncle of the family has no right to sell them."

"We can carry it clearly, the one in it can't be carried clearly, and I don't know how much I received, so I want to explain that the county one should be exchanged."

"Oh, be quiet, be quiet, you won't be able to eat and walk around."

The curtain was lowered in the carriage not far away, and the young man in lake blue clothes looked at the shopkeeper in about thirty or forty next to him, "Is that her?" ”

"If you go back to Gongzi, it is the little woman just now, and the highest pattern she gave during this time has reached 10,000."

The shopkeeper was the shopkeeper of Ruyi's shop, he paused, and explained: "The little one can't be the master, so he has to inform the son." ”

The young man was silent for a while, "Are you sure she drew the drawing?" ”

"I'm sure, I saw her change the drawings once." Shopkeeper said.

"You go and take care of it, just say it's what I mean, the matter is settled, bring her to see me, and let her change into clean clothes." After the young man said this, he closed his eyes and rested.

"Yes." The shopkeeper stepped lightly into the carriage, and then said to the officer, who recognized him, and hurried in to bring a word to the lord.

Soon he took the shopkeeper to the back of the yamen from the other side, and after a while, the county magistrate who had just sat down got up and left, without saying a word to the person kneeling on the ground.

Lin Qiao had already brewed the victim's emotions, but he didn't expect to leave before the county order.

Lin Han's sweat was scared out, for fear that the official master would change his hang again.

Song Tingfan glanced at his sister-in-law next to him, he moved over a little, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid." ”

Obviously, he was a little scared himself, but instead came to comfort her, Lin Qiao smiled gently, "Okay, I'm not afraid." As he spoke, he reached out and patted the back of his hand gently, reassuring him not to be afraid.

She is really not afraid, and the county magistrate will not defy the royal law in front of so many people.

You must know that today's saints crack down on corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and ordinary officials will not go too far.

After about a quarter of an hour, the county magistrate came out again, sat on the high platform, and glanced at the people on the ground, "After investigation, Lin Qiao is a victim, so there is no need to return the silver to Hongyulou." ”

"For the prisoner Song Ming, he will be arrested and severely punished!"

There is no need to pay back the silver, Song Ming will be punished, Lin Han was overjoyed and kowtowed anxiously, "Thank you Lord Qingtian for making decisions for us." ”

Lin Qiao was a little strange, when he first came out, the county magistrate didn't mean to be the master of the people at all.

It didn't take long for her to know why.

The shopkeeper of the Ruyi shop was waiting for her at the door, "Little lady, it's convenient now, my son-in-law wants to see you." ”

He was here, obviously knowing about her, Lin Qiao had a guess in his heart, and nodded, "Please also ask the shopkeeper to lead the way." ”

Then he said to Lin Han and them: "Master Cheng, father, uncle, you go back first, and I'll come back later." ”

Lin Han didn't feel at ease that his daughter would go with a man, but before he could say anything, Song Tingfan next to him said loudly: "Sister-in-law, I'm going." ”

"Well, go back, I'll be back later." Lin Qiao looked at him and sighed in his heart, the older the child became, the more he couldn't scream.

The shopkeeper smiled, "It's okay, let him go with you." ”

In the end, Lin Han followed Cheng Sheng back to the village, and Song Tingfan and Lin Qiao followed the shopkeeper to the Ruyi shop.

I went up to the attic on the second floor, but I didn't go in the embroidery workshop but walked in a little more, and the shopkeeper stopped and knocked on the door, "Childe, someone is here." ”

"Hmm."

There was a response from inside, and the shopkeeper pushed open the door, and when he saw that Song Tingfan was about to go in, he called out to him, "Little brother, you are waiting at the door." ”

Song Tingfan looked at Lin Qiao, she nodded, he stood at the door, and when he saw that the shopkeeper was about to close the door, he stretched out his hand to stop it, and said seriously: "It can't be closed." ”