The eldest daughter is not easy to bully

Chapter 79 The Old Land
Ling Qing entered the Chamber of Commerce by himself.

Along the way, Liao Shizhe didn't rush, but silently followed Ling Qing.

Walk through the most remote alleys in Ducheng.

Walk through the busiest street in Ducheng.

Finally reached the end of the bustling, chamber of commerce.

Ling Qing looked up at the plaque hanging above the gate, wondering if it used the word "Chamber of Commerce" in real finance, but it was shining golden under the moonless night.

The door of the Chamber of Commerce slowly opened from the inside to the outside. Even if you saw the word "integrity" in real finance on the screen wall inside the door, that expressionless face never changed a bit.

She lifted her ankle, stepped across the threshold, and walked in calmly.

Since she was very young, she and Ling Ze have followed Ling Chengtian here countless times.

I still remember that when Ling Ze brought her here for the first time, he didn't tell her what this place was, but led her to Zhaobi and pointed to the two words on the wall.

"Jiaojiao, come and follow my brother to read these two words, honesty."

Ling Qing had a plump face, and two eyes as big as black grapes looked at Ling Ze's immature boyish face. Even though her heart was full of helplessness, she still followed suit: "Integrity."

Seeing these two words now again, Ling Qing couldn't stop sneering in her heart.

Behind the screen wall is a small courtyard where only one big locust tree is planted.

Passing by during the day, the courtyard looks very solemn, but at night, especially when there is no moon, it is a little more weird.

After entering the second door, it is the front hall.

As the name suggests, it is the place to receive merchants, and further inside, it is the place where merchants and veterans stay.

Ling Qing has no chance to go in there now, so he can only turn right, walk to the end of the corridor, go down two steps, and arrive at the chamber of commerce, the so-called court.

The front of the courtroom faces the door on the right, and it will only open wide when the court is in session to hear the case.

Usually it is convenient for people to enter and exit the court.

Because Liao Shizhe did not restrict Ling Qing's freedom, he came in through the main entrance of the chamber of commerce.

Entering the stone gate on the left side of the court is the so-called prison.

To enter the gate of the prison, you have to go down a dozen steps to get to the end.

And under the steps, the jailer guarding the prison was standing there bowed and waiting for them.

Ling Qing felt that as he went down the steps, the strange smell became more pungent, it was a mixture of rust and damp.

And the closer to the prison cell, the darker it seems to be lit only by the two torches at the door.After walking down the steps, it was almost difficult to see the appearance of the person standing a few steps away.

It was also very quiet inside, so quiet that even the tense breathing of the prisoners locked inside could be heard clearly.

Liao Shizhe followed him all the way in. He didn't force Ling Qing to go to the cell he chose, but said: "Young lady can choose the cell freely."

Ling Qing walked to the innermost part of the prison, and then chose the cell closest to the wall.

Judging from the sound of footsteps, there is not much echo in this spacious prison.

She who had been speechless and resisted all the time, when she chose the cell, said: "I want to be locked up with Martin."

Liao Shizhe agreed.

But in the end, Martin and Ling Qing were not locked in the same cell, but next door.

Ling Qing has no objection, anyway, Martin can be under her nose.

Liao Shizhe personally opened the door to see her in, and then locked the door himself.

He also said: "After twelve hours, the eldest girl will be able to come out, and the meals will be delivered on time, so don't worry."

Ling Qing entered the cell, sat down with his back to the cell door, and closed his eyes.She heard what Liao Shizhe said, but she didn't seem to hear it, anyway, she didn't respond.

Liao Shizhe didn't make things difficult for her, and after explaining to the jailer, he left.

After a while, the jailer brought a torch and hung it in front of Ling Qing's cell.

It was only when the jailer was far away that Ling Qing slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at a straw mat in the corner, and an old small wooden table.

On the table was a rusty candlestick.

She looked sideways at the cell next door, and Martin was thrown on the straw mat, still dying.

Ling Qing frowned.

Turning to look at the other cells, they were also decorated like this, but they were all locked up.

Because of Ling Qing's arrival, the prisoners didn't sleep, and they all lay down in front of the cell door, looking around her cell.

Or curiosity, or fear, or expectation.

Ling Qing walked to the prison door and looked towards the exit. The figures of two jailers were reflected on the wall, shaking from time to time.

She also wanted to ask where the people held here came from, but now was not the time.

So she turned and went back to where she was, near the iron bars that separated the next cell.

"Martin," she murmured after a while.

Martin, lying on the straw mat, moved his body slightly.

Then slowly raised his head, looked around for a long time, and then cast his gaze on Shang Lingqing.

Martin grinned, and it was obvious from his appearance that he was faking faint all the way.

He wanted to get close to Ling Qing, but because he was dragged here, his shoes were worn out, his toes were exposed, and his flesh was already bloody.

But still relying on her tenacity, she climbed to the iron railing and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, girl, I'm just pretending to be unconscious."

Ling Qing looked at the dried blood on Martin's body, her face was tense and she didn't answer.

Martin smiled foolishly, and said again: "The bleeding looks scary, but it's actually just a skin trauma. It'll be fine after one night. It's nothing serious."

"If Xiaonu doesn't pretend to be unconscious, he will definitely be beaten unconscious, or even killed. I have experience, so I dare to pretend."

There was inexplicable sadness in Martin's words, Ling Qing pursed his lips.

"Did you see something?" She had an intuition that Martin must have seen or heard something to cause this catastrophe.

Martin nodded, and watched his surroundings for a long time before he told Ling Qing what he saw and heard.

Ling Qing's small face was still tense, only those eyes were unusually dark.

The pinch of flames that had been taken away from the fire in the slums were igniting in his eyes.

"Have you seen or heard anyone in the slum calling for help?" Ling Qing asked.

Martin looked up: "There is only one reason why there is no original city dweller wandering outside in the slums."

"Elder Xin gathered all the original city residents in the thatched hut. But it's strange that they only gather in the thatched hut at the end of each month, and now it's the middle of the month."

Ling Qing suddenly became excited. Xin Mo and Xuan Jitang had been facing each other for so long, so naturally they knew Zhang Ding and You Da best.

If Xin Mo knew about her entanglement with Xuanjitang, would he immediately think of the consequences? !
She lowered her eyes, and a sad breath came out.

Martin sensed Ling Qing's emotions, and he would not comfort others, he just said: "If Elder Xin is ready to die, then he must be well prepared."

Ling Qing raised her eyes and fixedly looked back at Martin.

Martin went on to say: "He will definitely keep Qi Min's children, we just need to wait for them to come and find them."

(End of this chapter)