It turned out that this was a father and daughter, and Xiang Du's doubts were much dispelled. Now it seems that the relationship between the father and daughter is not good, otherwise one would not be in prison and the other would be a maid. The difference is too big and there is no conflict.

Xiang Du knew in his heart what Mr. Bu was doing, and he was not willing to date such people.

But that's money, with a golden light and full of temptation.

Mr. Bu took a sip of tea and played the emotional card for Xiang Du: "I have never felt my age, but some things happened a while ago, which made me feel that the time in my body is passing. In the future, I want to focus more on my family.

For some reason, my life can no longer be changed. Just like money, I no longer want to make money, but it doesn’t work, I can’t get out of it like a swamp.”

"Then why didn't you tell her in person? You probably met today, right?"

"I've seen it, like a stranger, she has forgotten what I look like." Mr. Bu touched his face, "I haven't looked in the mirror for a long time, and I have forgotten what I look like. Before you came, I looked at myself in the mirror and doubted whether the person in the mirror was myself. Children, just think we are trading, or just helping me, the poor father. In short, I hope you can agree."

Xiang Du saw sincerity on Mr. Bu's face, his eyes moved to the box, and then nodded: "I agree."

Mr. Bu waved his hand and one of the entourage took out a piece of paper, which contained the recommendation for commutation of sentence.

"If nothing unexpected happens, you will be released from prison tomorrow." Mr. Bu stood up and walked towards Xiang Du, "We are happy to cooperate."

Xiang Du got up and shook hands with Mr. Bu.

He locked his anklet again, Xiang Du followed the soldiers back to the cell. He did not fall asleep that night. Happiness came too suddenly, as if he was dreaming, and the money was enough for him to do whatever he wanted.

The process of commutation of sentences this time was very fast, and it can be said that it was seamless. The proposal was delivered to the sheriff's office in the morning, and Xiang Du packed up his things and walked out of the prison gate in the afternoon.

He came in with his hands empty, and after he came out, he had an extra box.

After being released from prison, he first went to the inn to store, and then put a few stacks of money on the main street of the capital. His first step was to buy a warm enough clothes.

There is a garment shop on the main street, with tailor shops in the back. This shop is the best business in the city. It was first opened to everyone, and later only to the nobles.

Fortunately, the garment store is not, Xiang Du can enter.

He wrapped his thin clothes and pushed open the door of the store.

In the store, the clerk was introducing clothes to a lady. The lady looked at the dress of a man, probably bought it for her husband.

After Xiang Du walked into the door, no one came to greet him for a while, and he chose clothes himself.

There is a leather coat that meets Xiang Du's requirements very much. The coat is thick and fat, so it must be very warm when worn.

He touched the fabric behind him.

"What are you doing!"

At the entrance of the stairs leading to the second floor of the shop, a woman shouted in a sharp voice.

After the sound of footsteps of dongdong, the woman slapped Xiang Du's hand away. After that, she wiped the place where Xiang Du touched and muttered in her mouth: "How expensive, they are all good materials. If they are dirty, they can't be sold."

Xiang Du was speechless, looked down at his outfit, touching the creepy beard, messy hair and vicissitudes of face on his chin, how could he look like a beggar?

The woman stared at Xiang Du in disgust, and pushed Xiang Du out in annoyance.

"Go away! No charity here!"

Xiang Du was driven out and the door behind him slammed and closed tightly.

Many people on the street were watching him, which made Xiang Du feel very wronged.

But this kind of grievance is fleeting. If it were in the past, he would definitely not have come to such a place because he had no money and now he has money, his psychological endurance has been significantly improved.

He pushed the door again, but the door was locked and could not be opened outside, and he could still hear the apology inside.

"Sorry, ma'am, you have everyone these days, aren't you scared?"

Xiang Du sneered and walked towards other shops.

But unexpectedly, whenever he walked towards a shop, the shop door would close in advance, fearing that he would avoid it.

I can't spend money anymore.

Xiang Du felt uncomfortable by pedestrians on the street, so he had to leave the main street and go to some small places to buy.

After about twenty minutes of touching, he walked into a small storefront. There were many people inside, basically women, and they were all busy with sewing work.

Xiang Du cleared his throat and wanted people to notice him.

This time, the one who received Xiang Du was still a woman, but this woman was different from before. She was older and almost forty years old.

The woman grabbed Xiang Du's hand and gave him several coins.

Xiang Du shook his head: "I'm here to buy clothes."

The woman looked at Xiang Du and smiled after a while.

"You look like you need a piece of clothing, but I need to tell you that, don't look at me as small as I am, the things I sell are still very expensive."

"It's okay, I can afford to pay."

"Is that?" the woman looked at Xiang Du. "Some boring and rich people like to dress up as poor people, but you are different. Don't dislike listening. From top to bottom, you are full of poverty."

Xiang Du sighed that this woman's vision is really extraordinary. In the eyes of such people, any outfit can be seen through. As for where to see it through, Xiang Du doesn't know at all.

He just understood that he was a wealthy person from heaven and was not a rich man at all.

The only place in his body that was not dry, took out a stack of paper and pen and placed it gently on the counter.

“Are these enough?”

"Enough."

The woman did not look at the money, she could tell at a glance that the authenticity and quantity of the money were accumulated over many years of experience.

But the woman was still hesitating and Xiang Du said frankly: "Don't worry, money is definitely the only one. Although I look poor, I have never stolen or robbed it. I'm very cold, can I hurry up?"

The woman picked up the stack of money and stuffed it to Xiangdu, and then took him to the cottage behind.

There are many clothes displayed in the hut, which look extremely extraordinary, even including dresses.

This place can be bought with money, so you don’t have to think about who they are.

The woman got into the hanger pile and said while searching, "I only accept customization here. Fortunately, a second-class lord canceled the order a few days ago. He paid but didn't need clothes. I see that your figure looks very similar to him, so I will sell it to you."

Soon, the woman walked out with a clothes hanger that was higher than her head.

“There is a locker room over there.”

"grateful."

Xiang Du took down his clothes and entered the locker room. The set of clothes and the shirt inside were a complete set, with gray wool.

He felt that all this was not true, the only real thing was the thin body and the marks on his ankles.

After wearing it, he left the locker room. Perhaps because of psychological reasons, he did not wear shoes because the ragged shoes were too disproportionate to the clothes.

The woman smiled and looked at Du: "I have never missed my eyes, it fits very well. It would be better if I reduce the size."

"It's okay." Xiang Du smiled from the bottom of his heart, "It won't take long to get fat."

The woman saw the frostbite on Xiang Du's feet, and she searched the pile of clothes again until she took out a pair of boots.

"Do you want to try it?"

"grateful."

Xiang Du was impatient to change into his boots, and now he was dressed neatly.

He stood in front of the mirror and looked up and down. Except for this head, the rest of the place was perfect enough.

"Now I will go to those shops, I will probably not be kicked out."

He laughed and teased, then asked the woman: "How much?"

"You're cheaper, two hundred Kulun."

"Can."

I never dared to spend two hundred Kulun to buy a piece of clothing. In the past, he had to save money for a year to afford it.

After giving the money to the woman, Xiang Du was about to leave.

The woman kindly reminded: "Walk eastward when you go out, you can cut your hair and shave it."
Chapter completed!