The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

"Da Wan, have you heard the name 'Bo Wei'?"

"Master told us that this is the word of Mr. Fang Wu."

Ban Qing was silent for a while.

Dawan asked him: "What about Mr. Fangwu?"

Ban Qing said depressedly: "What can we do? Let's just wait and see."

Da Wan said: "If you don't see a dead body, there is no need to make a conclusion. After all, how many people the emperor thought were dead all these years are still alive?"

Ban Qing let out a sigh of relief: "After all, it's on the other side of the river, which is different from ours. What's more, the formation created this time really doesn't look fake."

Ban Qing asked: "By the way, Lao Ji has been away for almost 20 days. When will he come back?"

It was the school lunch break, and Dawan was concentrating on making his lunch, while answering: "He goes to Yancheng, and every time he goes there, it takes about 20 days. He finally went to see the little doctor, won't he?" Come back so soon."

Ban Qing stole a piece of Da Wan's potato chips: "You cook, it tastes better than the old man."

He watched Dawan eat his lunch, and the two chatted for a while. After the lunch break, the children gathered again, and the afternoon class was about to start.

Ban Qing said goodbye: "Brother, I will go first, you are busy."

Ban Qing has been a little anxious recently.

Zhong Ling came back with him and forgot to cook for three days.

Of course, the point is not that Zhong Ling forgot to cook, but that he himself forgot to eat.

Zhong Ling couldn't come down in the courtyard of Xishan.

He holds that sword in his arms every day, besides meditating, he is just practicing martial arts, it can be said that he forgets to sleep and eat.

Ban Qing was very worried about his state.

Zhong Ling's skin is fair, and if he doesn't have a good day's rest, dark circles will appear under his eyes.But in the past few days, the dark circles under his eyes have almost turned into pandas, and Ban Qing guessed that he didn't sleep all night.

But the first task is to get him to eat.

Ban Qing groaned and moved his kitchen to the yard in Xishan.

As soon as he entered the Xishan courtyard, he found Zhong Ling sitting cross-legged on the ground in the backyard.

He was dressed in black, his hair was loosely tied, and his face was pale.

The bright colors on Zhong Ling's body seemed to disappear when he learned that the house was time-consuming.

He doesn't even talk much.

Ban Qing was so distressed, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

When he saw Zhong Ling's reaction, it was actually not difficult to guess.

People cannot be resurrected after death, Ban Qing never thought that his "rival in love" would be Mr. Fang Wu whom he has respected for many years.

The sparrow they rescued in the fat yard was injured and could not fly, so Ban Qing took it back to the village.

But he didn't expect that his spicy chicken got along very well with that sparrow. The sparrow used the spicy chicken's head as a nest, and let the spicy chicken run around with its hunchback.

Spicy Chicken went up the mountain with Ban Qing, saw Zhong Ling whom he hadn't seen for a long time, went over to please him, and licked his hand.

As soon as it lowered its head, the little sparrow slid down and jumped around beside Zhong Ling's hand.

Seeing that the beasts are so discerning, Ban Qing is even more unwilling to lag behind.

"Zhong Ling, you need to eat something."

Zhong Ling ignored him.

Ban Qing sighed: "Zhong Ling, you haven't cooked for me for three days, I'm so hungry."

Zhong Ling finally responded.

He got up and said lightly, "Let's go."

Ban Qing moved all the things in his kitchen to the mountain, and quickly helped Zhong Ling light the fire.

It's rare for Zhong Ling to be interested in eating, but it's rare for him to have this intention, and Ban Qing must race against the clock.

As soon as Zhong Ling entered the kitchen, he saw the cut vegetables, chopped meat, and steamed rice in the kitchen, all of which were prepared by Ban Qing in advance.

Zhong Ling understood it after thinking about it, and sighed: "You."

Unwilling to go against Ban Qing's thoughts, Zhong Ling pulled himself together and made a meal.

The two of them ate this meal in the courtyard of Xishan.

Zhong Ling is not in the mood to cook, and his level is not the same as in the past, but even if he does not perform well, it is much more delicious than Ban Qing's cooking.

Ban Qing has been starving for the past few days, and he managed to eat the meal cooked by his wife again, which is called a wolf.

The spicy chicken at his feet, holding the dog food bowl, shared the food with the sparrows, eating as much as the owner.

Only Zhong Ling put down his chopsticks after taking two bites, and still seemed to have no appetite.

Ban Qing was almost done eating, and wanted to talk to Zhong Ling, but he didn't know where to start, and was very entangled there.

Zhong Ling saw it, and took the initiative to say: "Don't worry, I won't be impulsive. If I want to cross the river, I will definitely tell you."

Ban Qing: "Just stay in our village, everyone likes you very much."

Zhong Ling just said: "Thank you, but I can't make any promises to you now, because I don't know where I will go in the future."

Ban Qing took two mouthfuls of rice vigorously.

Zhong Ling: "When Mr. Ji comes back, go and have a chat with him."

Ban Qing didn't know why Zhong Ling said that.

In the evening, when Lao Ji hurried back to the village, he finally understood what Zhong Ling meant.

Dawan, who was helping Master Ji as a substitute teacher, had just finished class and sent the children out when he saw Master Ji rushing back.

He rushed in, first poured himself a glass of water, Gulu Gulu drank it all.

Seeing him like this, Dawan was also surprised: "You came back so quickly... What's wrong with you? Are you bubbling?"

Master Ji ignored him, rushed out of the school after drinking the water, stood at the door, and yelled angrily, "Ban Qing, come here!"

Ban Qing is in the village, explaining Zhong Ling's recent situation to the girls in the village.

As for Zhong Ling's recent appearance, Ban Qing is the one who loves her the most, and the girls in the village are the second most distressed.

Everyone was talking, but they didn't want Master Ji to run over like a whirlwind and drag Ban Qing away.

All the children in the school had gone home, and only the three principals, Shi Nanshan, were left.

Dawan: "Old man, you came back earlier than I expected, what happened?"

Mr. Ji's expression was wrong: "Ban Qing, you caused trouble!"

Ban Qing: "What's wrong with me?"

"The lady you snatched back, do you know whose relative you snatched? Married from Yancheng, and passed through our mountain road, and put on such a show..."

Master Ji was shocked and angry: "That's Prime Minister Guan's first daughter, just such a precious daughter, who was going to be sent to the palace to be the emperor's concubine, but you snatched her into our bandit's den! You can't do anything, How did you rob the emperor? Do you think we didn't live long enough?"

Ban Qing's focus was obviously wrong, he was furious and said: "The emperor's old bastard, dare to covet my wife?!"

Master Ji was so angry that he beat people directly, but was stopped by Dawan.

Dawan asked seriously: "What's going on? Isn't Zhong Ling a man? How could he have anything to do with the Guan family and the emperor?"

Mr. Ji said angrily: "Now you have to ask your good lady! Where is he? Go, ask him!"

Ban Qing blocked people unhappy: "It's not Zhong Ling's fault, what are you going to do with him?"

Mr. Ji went crazy when he heard this: "Are you still pretending to be a hero? Have you turned me into a villain? I always tell you, be careful, the lives of so many people in our village are on our shoulders.!"

"We have been bandits for so many years, isn't it just to cover up the movement on the mountain here, so that other people dare not come here casually? It's all right now, how can the emperor let it go? He wants to call, you said we should clean up now Bundle and escape, or what to do?

Ban Qing didn't speak.

Mrs. Ji was so angry that his liver hurt: "I just want to ask this Zhong Ling, what is he thinking? Is my identity complicated, and I don't know it? Why bring us so much trouble? How did it come? Go, tell him to take care of the emperor himself!"

Ban Qing roared: "I snatched him back to the mountain, and I was the one who stopped him from leaving! Now, what responsibility are you going to pursue? Come and deal with me!"

Ban Qing was very rarely angry: "It's a bit of a man's responsibility. Our members are in trouble. Why did you first think of pushing Zhong Ling out? Instead of us coming together to tide over the difficulties?"

Master Ji was stunned by Ban Qing's yelling, Dawan didn't speak, and looked at them frowning.

"Even if the emperor sends someone to come, so what? The emperor didn't like it a long time ago! The entire Beidi mountain range is our territory. If he has the ability, he will come! We will let him go and never return!"

Da Wan calmly said: "The head of the family, but you can't let the brothers die for your lover."

Ban Qing turned to him and said, "Then what do you want Zhong Ling to do? If you push him out, won't the emperor settle accounts with me? I snatched him back!"

Ban Qing tried to reason: "Old Ji, you have a conscience! When you come to our house every day to eat, I really didn't expect that Zhong Ling had something to do, and you would react like this!"

Mrs. Ji was speechless for a moment, he was aggrieved and said unwillingly, "I don't want anything to happen to Zhong Ling, and I don't want anything to happen to you. I don't want anyone in our village to suffer misfortune. Is there something wrong with that!?"

The door of the school was pushed open.

The three men in the room looked out and saw the women's army densely packed outside.

The leader, Fatty, raised his hand and threw a spatula.

Mr. Ji dodged quickly, the spatula stuck to his face and stuck into the wall behind him.

Master Ji: "..."

The fat girl said loudly: "Old Ji, you look like a man, you have a bit of backbone! As the head said, Zhong Ling is already a member of us. When encountering such difficulties, how can we just throw him out to take the blame? The emperor comes whenever he comes, what are you afraid of him doing?"

"Brothers in the village, one person can beat him ten times. We women, one person can beat three people. It's not easy!"

The women raised their chopsticks, iron pots, and embroidery needles one after another, and shouted loudly: "Come one, hit one! Zhong Ling belongs to us!"

"This kind of beauty must not be given to the emperor, it must be digested internally!"

"Sisters, let's go!"

Three men: "..."

Mrs. Ji looked confused, and looked at the sisters' eyes of the same enemy, and felt sad for a moment: "It's all my fault!"

The neat slogans of the girls stopped suddenly, and someone screamed: "Look! Zhong Ling is here."

Zhong Ling floated down from the courtyard in Xishan.

He was dressed in black, and he was as fast as a shadow.

He didn't walk on the ground as usual, but jumped on the house. In a few breaths, he landed in Master Ji's school like a black lightning bolt.

He flew over the eaves and walls without making any sound. This skill is shocking.

Zhong Ling held the sword, and said indifferently, "When I was 12 years old, I used one as a hundred and killed more than three hundred barbarians. Now I am getting more and more diligent, and I have never tried one to a thousand, but I have reached this point. should be no problem."

"I will not harm you, and I will not let any of the emperor's people set foot on Mount Shinan."

Inside and outside the academy, there was no sound.

Moments later, the Detachment of Women screamed and swarmed up.

Zhong Ling: "..."

The author has something to say: Zhong Ling: Ever since I was with Ban Qing, I have also moved closer to being handsome.

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