The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

Ban Qing: "Zhong Ling, go a little further to the right, that's right, that's right, don't move, this is the place!"

They were preparing for the New Year in front of Ban Qing's hut.

Ban Qing was holding the ladder, and Zhong Ling was standing on it. Under Ban Qing's command, he hung red lanterns on the eaves of his house.

After the lanterns were hung up, Zhong Ling quickly jumped down and stood on the ground to watch: "The newly hung lanterns, and the couplets on them, really have the atmosphere of Chinese New Year."

This is the first time that Zhong Ling spends the New Year away from his relatives.

But he was not alone, on the contrary, he was surrounded by excitement that he had never experienced before.

Ban Qing: "Zhong Ling, let's go to your yard in Xishan and hang up this set of lanterns and couplets for you too."

Zhong Ling: "I'm not in a hurry."

Compared with the deserted Xishan courtyard, the village is simply too interesting.

Jifuzi Academy is on holiday, and the children don't have to study, so they just have fun.

In broad daylight, there were firecrackers there, and the crackling of the firecrackers made the children clap their hands and scream.

Zhong Ling has never had such a lively New Year with so many people.

This made him feel a lot of expectations.

It's almost Chinese New Year, both Zhong Ling and Ban Qing changed into festive clothes.

Zhong Ling changed into a set of red and black long clothes. His hair was tied up, but was untied by Ban Qing, because Ban Qing liked to see him with long hair.

Ban Qing looked at him without blinking: "Zhong Ling, you are very suitable to wear red. In the future, I will buy you more red clothes, don't always wear such dark ones."

Zhong Ling said with a smile: "I wear red, it's too ostentatious."

Zhong Ling's words are true, he looks so good, if he wears such a flamboyant color, he will be accosted by all kinds of people when he goes out on the street.

Ban Qing immediately went on to say: "It makes sense. In the village, you can show it to me, and we will wear other clothes when we go out."

He didn't want anyone else to be able to watch Zhong Ling, hum.

Pure white snow, bright red lanterns, but within a day or two, this small mountain village has many colors.

Zhong Ling and Ban Qing walked and watched in the village, watching every household carefully dressed up for the New Year.

Zhong Ling said suddenly: "I have never seen such a lively New Year since I was a child."

Ban Qing was surprised and said: "Really? We have always celebrated the New Year here, and this year is not the most lively. Then how did you celebrate the New Year before?"

How did he spend the New Year?

Zhong Ling thought for a while: "The most lively New Year I have ever had was at Xiyan Pass."

Xiyanguan has the border guards of the Northern Mu Dynasty. During the Chinese New Year that year, the Fang Wu brothers ran to the border. This place is far away from the emperor, and the two of them were finally clean.

Red lanterns are hung on the city wall of Xiyan Pass. The solemn border pass is a rare festive color.

He borrowed a house from Fangwu. It was a long-term unoccupied house with air leakage in winter. The two made a meal of dumplings by hand. The old man set off firecrackers outside, and their dumplings were hot. It's out of the pot.

Fang Wu put a piece of sugar in the dumpling, and it was Zhong Ling who ate the dumpling with sugar.

Warm, at ease, and filling his stomach, the second day after the Chinese New Year is the only day in the year when he can sleep in in the morning and not have to get up early to practice martial arts, which basically fulfills all the wishes of Zhong Ling at that age.

That was the best year Zhong Ling ever had.

Zhong Ling was fascinated: "The worst year I lived was also with my brother and I. In the winter, we huddled in a small broken wooden boat, and the boat sank more than half in the lake. The water was up to my chin, and we spent years blowing in the cold wind on the lake."

Ban Qing was dumbfounded.

But what Zhong Ling didn't say was that outside the small dilapidated boat, the officers and soldiers of the imperial court were looking for them all over the woods.

The boat in the small lake in the woods sank half in the water. When the officers and soldiers passed by, they thought the boat sank and no one was there, so they didn't suspect it.

Zhong Ling was only fourteen or fifteen years old that year, and he hadn't grown to the height he is now. The water in the lake almost completely submerged him.

When he finally came out, his lips were blue from the cold, and within a few steps out of the lake, he fell to the ground, scaring Fangwu enough. After inspection, he found that his limbs were frozen and unable to control , the house rubbed him warm, and he recovered slowly.

"The brother you're talking about is the one who rescued you from...that building, called...'Bowei'?"

"Yes."

"In that case, I've seen him too. When you came to Jiangbei when you were a child, it was he who called your name behind you, and I didn't know your name was Zhong Ling."

Ban Qing counted with his fingers: "If you say that, how many years have you guys been together...?"

Zhong Ling smiled slightly: "After leaving the brothel, I have been by his side until I came to Jiangbei this time."

Ban Qing froze in place.

The girl in the village shouted: "Zhong Ling! Can you post a couplet for my house? I'm short and can't reach the door."

Zhong Ling went over to help.

Ban Qing looked at Zhong Ling in a daze, and couldn't help thinking, why didn't Zhong Ling continue to follow Bo Wei?

With such a good lady, how could anyone be willing to let him go?

Zhong Ling, the "big brother", can occupy such an important part of Zhong Ling's life, which makes Ban Qing somewhat envious and jealous for no reason.

However, Ban Qing soon discovered that the distant threat was far less imminent than the immediate threat.

When did the girls in the village start to blush looking at Zhong Ling?

Zhong Ling had finished posting the couplets, and Ban Qing immediately went over to pull him away: "This is my wife, you are not allowed to read it!"

But he didn't want to be ridiculed by the girls: "Just brag about you, Zhong Ling is a head taller than you, you two are together, you are almost a lady!"

After walking out for a while, Ban Qing realized...

What do you mean just blow it?

What do you call him Zhong Ling's wife?

Can these girls already know that Zhong Ling is a man?

Looking at Ban Qing's ever-changing expression, Zhong Ling seemed to know what he was thinking, and made up slowly: "They already guessed it, only you, the last one, understood."

Facts have proved that this topic cannot be brought up casually.

If Zhong Ling hadn't stopped her, Ban Qing would have plunged into the nearby snowdrift.

Ban Qing despaired: "Let go of me, let me calm down!"

Zhong Ling was also a little powerless: "...Ancestor, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said this."

Ban Qing was very firm: "No—I've made up my mind, I don't have the face to see you now!"

If it weren't for Zhong Ling who also practiced martial arts, with the strength of Ban Qing's little firecracker, Zhong Ling really couldn't hold him back.

Zhong Ling had an idea, and suddenly used a false voice that he hadn't used for a long time, and said softly: "But I want to look at you."

Ban Qing stopped, and suddenly turned to look at him.

Zhong Ling's voice at this time was soft and soft like a woman's: "Don't be too difficult to get over this hurdle. I really look like a woman when I pretend to be a woman. If you didn't touch it with your hands, it would be difficult to tell that I am a man."

As expected, Ban Qing recovered, and he said energetically, "Wow, how did you do it?"

"I had to learn to sing when I was a child. I received special training to better control my voice and make different sounds."

Ban Qing exclaimed, "Did you learn this in the brothel?"

"Yes."

Ban Qing sincerely admired: "It's amazing."

Zhong Ling felt strange, this was the first time someone appreciated the skills he learned in the brothel from the bottom of his heart.

Then he saw Ban Qing eagerly asking: "Hey, Zhong Ling, you can sing, can you sing me a song?"

"...I haven't practiced for a long time, my voice is bad, and I can't sing anymore."

"That's it." Ban Qing seemed to be unable to hide his disappointment, and after a while, he asked: "Then what about the dance you learned in the brothel? Can you dance for me? I really want to see it."

At this moment, Zhong Ling really wanted to open Ban Qing's head to see what was inside.

But when he turned his head, he saw Ban Qing staring at him expectantly with watery eyes like two puppies.

So when the rejection came to his lips, he hesitated.

The proportion of Ban Qing in his heart is increasing day by day, and now it is not what it used to be, and he does not want to see Ban Qing disappointed.

Zhong Ling thought for a while: "It's fine to dance, I haven't touched this for more than ten years."

Ban Qing heard that his tone was relaxed, and immediately followed the vine, wrapped his hands around him, and dragged half of his body to dangle: "Zhong Ling, sing one, your voice is so beautiful, you must sing well, just give it to me." Sing one and be my New Year's gift, okay?"

In fact, Zhong Ling had already prepared the New Year gift for Ban Qing, but Ban Qing didn't know about it.

But when Ban Qing made the request like this, Zhong Ling's heart softened, and he couldn't say a word of rejection.

He led Ban Qing back to his yard in Xishan.

After closing the door, Zhong Ling thought about it and picked a tune.

Zhong Ling cleared her throat: "I only memorized the half of the words, and I forgot all the words before and after, so I sang casually."

Zhong Ling said before that she can't sing, she was too modest.

He was born with an excellent melody, and when he was a child, he studied musical instruments seriously. Now he sings with his original clear and melodious voice, which is melodious, clear and moving.

He beat the rhythm with his hands, and sang softly: "Zhibi Nanshan, talk about picking its fern; I don't see a gentleman, I worry about it. I see it and stop it, and my heart says it."

This half-que tune was adapted from a poem "Guofeng Zhaonan". When he finished singing, he couldn't help looking at Ban Qing.

He practiced this piece many times when he was a child. At that time, he could not really understand the meaning of the poem.

Now far away from his brother and his hometown, in a small village in Jiangbei, he has a completely different mood.

The artistic conception of the last sentence "I see and stop, and I go and stop, my heart speaks" finally suddenly became clear.

Not seeing you, I am worried and miss you endlessly.

I'm so happy when you're by my side.

The author has something to say: Author: Come on, let's have a quiz, can the little bandit understand such a high-end love story?