After the rooster crowed three times, the sky became bright. However, the courtyard was still surrounded by white mist. The light from the neighboring room shone over, like fireflies floating under the canopy of a tree at night. The surroundings were quiet and there was not much movement. Only the mist slowly drifted.
After pouring the cold water from the wooden bucket into the pot, Xiaochan put some firewood into the stove. She took a small palm-leaf fan and sat by the side, fanning herself. After she was pulled into the room by Ning Yi and came out, she had already dressed up again. However, she still felt a little shy after what had happened in the morning. It was as if she was sneaky. However, it was only in the current situation in Hangzhou that she could feel this kind of shy and warm feeling. If there was a day when she left Hangzhou and was with Miss and the others, she would never be able to do such things with the son-in-law again.
Based on her respect for Su Tan'er, she would not be jealous of Miss just because she had a relationship with the son-in-law. However, under such circumstances, the young girl could not help but think that she had indeed monopolized the son-in-law here. They depended on each other for survival and helped each other in difficult times. This kind of feeling made her feel sweet. Of course, there were times when she could not help but feel nervous. If she had a choice, she was afraid that even she herself was not sure whether she would want these days to pass quickly or continue forever.
Purely in terms of the situation, everything at present seemed to be quite good. There were people taking care of her and showing concern for her. She helped out in the medical center and also got to know all kinds of people. The surrounding neighbors also had a good impression of her and would take care of her when there was something. Compared to those who had been apprehensive about being captured, her and the son-in-law's situation was much better. They had almost been treated as one of their own. However, although she had always scrupulously abided by her duty as a maidservant and did not care too much about things, Xiaochan was not a girl who could only see a little benefit in front of her. In the midst of happiness, she would not care about anything else.
The son-in-law's life was not easy.
It was not the kind of burden that constantly pressed on his shoulders. It was not the tiredness of the day or the frown of the day. However, even though during this period of time in Fine Willow Street, the son-in-law seemed to be able to handle the matters around him with ease, almost turning his days into leisure and contentment, only Little Chan could understand what kind of enormous effort and caution was hidden behind this appearance. It was as if he was continuously moving forward step by step on a swamp.
In the past, she had seen similar things, but it was not so clear. She had been sent to a merchant's family since she was young and had seen many things. These merchant's families appeared to be glorious, but the ones who truly supported them were the few people in the family who truly knew how to work hard, such as Old Grandpa Su, Su Boyong, and Miss Su. They did not just issue a powerful and ingenious order at a certain time to accomplish something or turn the tide. What truly supported them were the days of running around, the nights of toiling, dealing with small matters, thinking, planning, counting, looking at the account books one by one, and then doing the calculations. With such hard work, things could be done.
However, this was, after all, an era that worshiped scholars. She had seen Miss Su work hard, but in her heart, she naturally longed for those famous scholars who could guide the country. In stories and dramas, one word from them could turn a desperate situation around, and one strategy could have the power to reverse the situation. Such a person was so enviable. When the son-in-law had entered the family, she had thought that he was not such a person. For a period of time, she had thought that the son-in-law was such a person. The respect and propriety at the beginning had turned into caring and love later. However, it was not until the period when they came to Hangzhou, especially after the two of them had skin contact, that she could see more clearly what was hidden behind it, and she could feel more power in it.
Ordinary people could open a path in the barren mountain with hard work. When there was a huge rock blocking the road, those strategies and countermeasures could make people go around the huge rock. However, if there was no way forward, and there were pursuers behind, and there was no way to go around, a staunch person might kill himself on the huge rock like the Qian family's grandfather. However, there was only one kind of person who could quietly, attentively, and even with a smile, chisel, squeeze, and push the huge rock away inch by inch. She did not know how to describe it. Perhaps it was the "man" she had heard people talk about in the past.
Now, these two words had a deeper meaning, because the son-in-law was now her man.
Since he was caught and lived here, the son-in-law did not show any anxiety or excitement on his face. He taught the children in the academy calmly. Every day, he did routine exercises in the morning and evening, and he was friendly with the people around him. Sometimes, he sat under the eaves and read books, chatted with her, comforted her, and told jokes casually. Sometimes, he even chopped firewood and cleaned the yard. However, although everything seemed natural, she was the son-in-law's person after all. She could clearly see that behind this back, the son-in-law's hands were actually tightly clenched.
In fact, the son-in-law's daily exercise had increased the load on his body. It seemed that a simple run could not get out of the Xiliu Street, but the distance was almost twice as long as when he was in Jiangning. After the surveillance was loosened a little, the son-in-law had already tied small sandbags to his hands and feet. She knew that this was a physical exercise, but she did not know what this exercise was for. In the first few days, the sandbags were not properly tied, and they even squeezed his hands and feet until they bled. However, he just maintained a calm expression and faced everyone. Only when he came back and went to the bathroom to take a shower did she occasionally see him do some slightly relaxing movements. His breathing was rapid, and his body was drenched in sweat. At that time, the gaze of the son-in-law who was struggling to hold on really looked like … a tiger. Of course, she was not afraid of that kind of gaze, because when he saw her, he would calm down. She knew that even if the son-in-law was really a tiger, he would not eat her.
She had only seen this kind of scene a few times. Every time she saw it, it was just a flash on the son-in-law's face when there was no one around. The two of them had never seriously talked about this. She knew that the son-in-law would not say much to her. However, it was enough for her to know. She knew that the son-in-law interacted with these people and those people, taught, and did things just to make the situation around him more relaxed. She also knew that if she could gain the approval of more people in Tyrannical Saber Manor, it would be more convenient for the son-in-law to do whatever he wanted to do. Thus, she had been doing this all along.
When she was in the medical center, she was always very diligent, happy, and likable. Of course, this was because of her nature, but her feelings were different.
Sometimes, she thought that the son-in-law might have seen the reason why she did what she did from her eyes. In the past, Xiaochan would have been very unhappy and worried about the son-in-law's relationship with the Lou Family's young miss. However, she did not feel that way now. Of course, she would occasionally protest and complain that the son-in-law should not be so close to the Lou Family's young miss. However, in her heart, she knew that the son-in-law would not like the Lou Family's young miss. No matter what happened, the son-in-law would still maintain a clear mind.
Last night, when she saw the son-in-law injured, she began to cry. The son-in-law had to comfort her for a long time before she stopped. When she woke up this morning, she hoped that the son-in-law could rest a little. The son-in-law only said that his injury was not serious. Later, he even pulled her into the room … Her body was already the son-in-law's. Whenever the son-in-law wanted her to do something, she would feel happy. However, this morning, when she laid naked in front of the son-in-law, there was a moment when she wanted to cry and ask him to stop. However, at that moment, she felt that her heart was filled with happiness.
That was truly an inconceivable feeling. Because she knew that even at a time like this, the son-in-law only wanted to tell her that he was fine and wanted to comfort her.
Not long after she left the room, the son-in-law opened the door again and went out for a jog. She listened on the side but did not go out to take a look. Thinking about this, the young girl suddenly covered her mouth with the back of her hand and cried out. Tears streamed down her face.
Apart from last night, she could only cry when there was no one around. After crying, she would go out the door and happily do her work.
Hangzhou was the sea.
The light flickered. She sat with her legs crossed in front of the stove. The flames attacked, but it made people feel cold in their thoughts. The warmth did not come from the flames. It surged out from the inside of her body and warmed her body from the inside out. This warmth connected her on one side and the scholar who was running in the morning mist on the other. Like two balls of light, the distance between them could not block the light. The only ones who were truly relying on the boat were the two of them.
After a moment, Xiaochan wiped her tears. She waved her fan and revealed a cute smile. Then, she stood up to check the water in the pot.
This day had just begun.
*****
Putting aside Xiao Chan's thoughts for now, for Ning Yi, there wasn't much worth praising about what had happened. Everything was nothing more than doing his best. His abilities were only up to this point. If there was someone who could walk through danger at any time with ease and ease, or who could calculate and kill in all directions at any time in his life … there might be such a person, but he couldn't compare to them.
His injuries last night were not serious. That was according to the standard of a martial artist. As an ordinary person, he had all kinds of knife and sword wounds on his body. His head was also open, which was not light. He could not do any intense exercise. He just ran and used his internal energy to stimulate his body, trying to recover. The fog seemed to not disperse until morning, but after running and walking for a while, there were more people in his field of vision. On the way, he met Du Sha, the leader of the Eight Guardian Deities of the Tyrant's Saber Camp. This nickname was given by Ning Yi because he was optimistic. This guy did not talk much. Although he had some contact with Ning Yi, he was more serious. However, this time, he took the initiative to cup his hands and say, "Mr. Ning, why don't you take a break today?"
"Oh, a little movement will help me recover."
Ning Yi replied. Du Sha was chatting with the people around him, so he introduced, "Brother Qi, this is … Young Master Ning of Ning Liheng, also known as the Bloody Hand Butcher. Liheng, this is …"
The identity of that person was not worth remembering. What surprised Ning Yi was that Du Sha introduced him as the "bandit", the Bloody Hand Butcher. Ning Yi found it funny. Then he cupped his hands and greeted him like a martial artist. When they were about to leave, Du Sha cupped his hands again and said, "Young Master Ning, thank you for last night. We owe you a favor."
After walking for a while, they met Liu Tiannan, Ah Chang, and Ah Ming. After greeting them, they asked about Liu Dabiao. Liu Tiannan nodded and said, "Villa Master is fine. He has woken up." Since he had woken up, it meant that his life was not in danger. However, it was obvious that he could not get out of bed yet. "Mister Ning, you can go and have a look after him after breakfast."
When they asked about Liu Jin, Ah Chang's expression was obviously not good. "I don't know if he can recover. Even if he can recover, his skills are mostly gone … Of course, the most important thing is that he can recover …"
On the other hand, Ah Ming's expression was expressionless. His real name was Zheng Qiming. When it came to dealing with people, his partner Ah Chang was relatively peaceful, while Zheng Qiming was quite fierce. He was used to using his saber to talk, but he was very kind to the people in the village. Occasionally, he would go and buy candy for the children with a straight face, but he did not smile much. Since Liu Jin had learned the saber from Ah Chang, he had naturally received guidance from him. At this time, his expression was much calmer and colder than usual. He looked at Liu Tiannan and then at Ning Yi, "Remember to call me when you are going to find trouble with Li Tianyou. You don't have to do anything to kill. I can do it myself. Just call me."
This was said to Ning Yi. He and Ah Chang had followed Ning Yi for a while and knew that Ning Yi had some skills. However, after saying that, Ning Yi looked at Liu Tiannan and said, "This is not easy, is it …"
Liu Tiannan also frowned. "When did I say that I was going to find trouble with Li Tianyou …"
Ah Ming also frowned and looked at him. "Steward, didn't you say that you were going to discuss with Liheng about finding trouble with the Li family?"
Liu Tiannan was in charge of a lot of things in the Tyrant's Saber Camp. Acquaintances like Ah Ming would casually call him "steward". Just now, Ah Chang and Ah Ming probably talked to him about this. At this time, Ning Yi also looked at him, not knowing what he had just said. Although the Tyrant's Saber Camp usually did not suffer losses, now that Li Tianrun was coming back, he had to admit that he was a little surprised that they were so tough.
Liu Tiannan looked at the two of them and said, "I just said that I wanted to discuss with him about cutting off a few of the Li family's businesses and making them suffer a few losses. Otherwise, Li Tianyou will think that they can do whatever they want in Hangzhou if his brother comes back … Do you really think that you can kill him? "
Ah Ming sneered. "That's not very difficult."
"It's not difficult." Liu Tiannan raised his voice slightly. "Can you end this matter?!"
Ah Ming took a breath and exhaled a moment later. "Got it." Then he patted Ning Yi on the shoulder and said, "I heard that you killed a man named Tang Kou last night? Not bad. "
Speaking of this, Ah Chang also smiled slightly. "I heard that he was a lunatic, but his martial arts skills are not bad."
Ning Yi smiled humbly and said, "Haha, the other party's martial arts skills are really good. I also fought to that extent and couldn't stop for a moment, so I killed him …"
At this point, Ah Chang had already revealed a look of contemplation. "I wonder who the brother hiding in the room is. It's not difficult for him to chop off Tang Kou's head with one slash. But to be able to leave the room in such a short time without being seen, his Qinggong is really superb …"
Ah Ming also nodded. "I also heard that the room is tightly sealed. It is said that there is no secret passage or secret door, and there are soldiers guarding outside, so it is indeed not easy to get out. But the focus of the defense is not here, so I guess there is still a chance … "
Ning Yi blinked and then rolled his eyes. "Hey, hey, hey, I am still here! It is very normal that we can't stop recruiting masters! At that time, there was no light around, and he didn't know the environment, so I fought with him with my life. I planned for a long time and cut off his head with one strike. This is called bravery and resourcefulness. What secret door … You two, if you have the guts, come and fight me one-on-one … "
Ah Ming still had an indifferent expression on his face. "He refused to say."
"Then forget it." Ah Chang smiled and then patted Ning Yi's shoulder. "Rest well, thank you for last night. If you need my help, just say it."
The two said goodbye and turned around. "I heard that he cut off his head with one strike, and even flew out. He must have used a fierce saber technique …"
"If you and I were inside and used the Tyrant Saber, we could cut off a mountain with one strike. It is the fiercest … Maybe it was the villa master …" As they spoke, a martial artist named Liu Yuanfang came over and was patted on the shoulder by the two. "Yuanfang, what do you think of this?"
"I've already heard about it this morning. I feel that there's something fishy about this matter …" Liu Yuanfang turned to look at Ning Yi and chuckled. Although she had good intentions, it was clear that she did not believe that Ning Yi was the one who had slashed him. As the three of them spoke, they walked away in the morning mist.
"What the …" Ning Yi looked in that direction for a moment. When the three people were gone, he turned his head and stared at Liu Tiannan. "Don't tell me you think so too?"
Liu Tiannan smiled. "There are still some things in the villa. I will go over first. Liheng, think about the businesses in the villa that can be cut off from the Li Clan. There is no rush. There is nothing in the morning. Liheng can go back and rest after visiting the villa master. "
After he finished speaking, he cupped his hands and left. Ning Yi stood there for a moment and shrugged with a smile. Then he shook his head and walked in the direction of his home. It was a good thing that the Tyrant Saber Villa intended to have some friction with the Li Clan. It happened that he was good at making moves in all kinds of businesses. As long as he made Li Tianyou suffer a few small losses, his brother would definitely not be able to take it lying down. If there was some friction between the two sides, he could lead Xiaochan into the chaos and ask Doctor Liu to help protect Xiaochan. It would not be a big problem to send her away.
Of course, he had to be very careful about this matter. If he only wanted to create an appearance, when the two sides had some friction, he could do something to make the Tyrant Saber Camp feel the pressure from Li Tianrun. Then he would take Xiaochan out and beat her up. Then he could say that she was attacked. Anyway, the Li Clan would not be able to explain themselves.
Thinking of beating up Xiaochan, he pursed his lips and did not know whether to laugh or cry. However, this was the least risky method at the moment, so he could only do it this way for the time being.
While Ning Yi was perfecting his escape plan on the street, in the house of the Tyrant Saber Villa, the girl named Liu Watermelon had already woken up. She was covered with a cup decorated with white fabric and light red flowers. She leaned weakly on the pillow and stared blankly at the fog outside the window for a long time. She was rarely in such a weak state, and few people had really seen her face. At this moment, in front of the open window, her pale face seemed to be covered with a layer of light because of her weakness, revealing a soul-stirring beauty.
After a long time, she turned her head to look at the roof above and gently … closed her eyes.
She fell asleep quietly again.
At the same time, an army holding a big flag with the word "Li" in it disturbed the fog in the north of Hangzhou. The sound of hooves trampling over the fields and rivers began to alert the city of Hangzhou during this period of peace.
Fang La's Four Heavenly Kings, the Defender-general of the State, Li Tianrun, was five kilometers away from Hangzhou!
*****
Although the previous chapter was not (1), this chapter should be (2). Haha. First of all, the two chapters are in the same atmosphere. Second of all … I'm too lazy to think of a name!!!
Recently, some people seem to say that the protagonist is torturing himself. That's hard to understand. It's obvious that I'm torturing him … Recently, some people seem to say that the author is torturing himself. That's hard to understand. It's obvious that I'm torturing the protagonist … Actually, it's not hard to understand. A book will always express the author's attitude and outlook on life. Sometimes, the protagonist will say something that the author wants to say. However, the protagonist's experiences — except for picking up girls — may not be what the author wants to experience. Of course, if it's a pure YY book, I have to admit that the author and the protagonist are one and the same. However, although there are many such books, it doesn't mean that all the books in the world are like this. The author not only brings in the protagonist's thoughts but also the protagonist's experiences … For me, a so-called real man is the kind of existence that we all have to look up to if we abandon all external objects. It doesn't matter what we can do even if we're naked in a certain environment. It's the standard of a man to be able to do what he wants to do. Of course, I don't want to suffer at all. I don't even drink alcohol. However, when suffering comes, I can't escape … Of course, this is a YY book. I think it's definitely a YY book. I won't write the whole book about how the protagonist suffers. However, after the protagonist's personality is perfected, when he faces more powerful and more inhuman invincible enemies in the universe in the future, he will feel better. I won't talk about what will happen in the future. Because, in fact, I feel pretty good about the content now. It's good on the surface but good on the inside … If I didn't think so, I would have left long ago. Yep, I'm also talking nonsense. However, nonsense doesn't count. I just want to say … Hey, hey, hey. If you have the chance to eat with someone next time, please don't say that you're not a man if you don't drink. I'll puke all over the place when I see a bottle of beer … This is because I stayed up all night for my family and life. Moreover, I don't eat regularly and I spoil my stomach. A real man spoils his stomach! What's the big deal about drinking? Who has the guts to spoil their stomach? Ahhhh —
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