Ignoring the noise downstairs, Bai Xiuping calmly turned around and sat down.
Holding a teacup, he tapped his finger on the table to indicate that he would pour tea for him. Although Zhuang Qiuyun and Gongsun Fu looked confused, they still stood up and helped Bai Xiuping pour tea.
Gongsun Fu wanted to say something more, but it suddenly became quiet outside.
With a "clang" sound, the door was pushed open, and the two of them were startled again.
A tall, muscular man stood at the door, holding a sack with blood dripping from it.
The person who came was none other than Zhuang Fangliang.
All the criminals related to Luo Jian in the down-and-out village were dealt with by him.
Looking at the man's familiar face, Zhuang Qiuyun said blankly: "Dad?"
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he hurriedly walked up, but found that the man was conscious, with firm eyes, and a strong body. Then he shook his head and said, "I'm very sorry, I recognized the wrong person."
Although their faces are indeed very similar, if you think about it carefully, they are different. How could this man be his father? Zhuang Qiuyun lowered his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Keep your head up."
Zhuang Fangliang put his hands lightly on Zhuang Qiuyun's shoulders and said in a deep voice: "From now on, you don't need to continue to live a humble life, and you will no longer be a confused father. Qiuyun, please forgive me for my incompetence. It is my father who cares about me." I can’t help you.”
"Are you really my father? Are you really my dad?"
Zhuang Qiuyun's eyes were filled with tears, and his big almond eyes were red and swollen from crying.
Zhuang Fangliang gently hugged his daughter and said, "Dad will definitely protect you in the future. You don't have to worry anymore."
Zhuang Qiuyun, who could no longer control her emotions at this moment, hugged her father and cried loudly. This was the worst time she had ever cried in her life, and also the happiest time.
In the past ten years, no matter how wronged she was in Luopo Village, she always endured it and kept smiling in front of her father.
But in the final analysis, a young girl who has endured so much, how can she not feel anything in her heart?
After ten years of grievance, who can I talk to?
She resisted saying anything because she didn't want her father, who was already weak and seriously ill, to worry. But now that his father had regained consciousness and had support, his sadness and grievance could no longer be suppressed.
Laugh when you are happy and cry when you are sad. Life is made up of joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
Gongsun Fu on the side scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Young Master, what is going on? Is this a reunion scene of separated families?"
Looking at the warm scene in front of him, Bai Xiuping chuckled and said, "At times like this, just wait and watch quietly."
There is no distinction between good and evil in family relationships. Even the believers in the Luopo Village made Ecstasy Powder for their parents.
…
Back at their dilapidated home, the father and daughter who were about to leave with Bai Xiuping were packing their bags.
They said they were packing their bags, but in fact there was nothing valuable at home. They were just here to retrieve the belongings left by Zhuang Fangliang's wife.
Zhuang Qiuyun asked softly: "Dad, why are people outside scolding the Young Master? And the previous rumors about the Young Master said that he is... In short, people from the Ming Cult don't seem to like the Young Master very much."
Zhuang Qiuyun was embarrassed to say that he was a rogue little pervert.
Zhuang Fangliang put his wife's old hairpin into his arms and asked instead, "What kind of person do you think the Young Master is?"
Thinking of what happened that night, Zhuang Qiuyun lowered his head and blushed, but said with a slight smile: "Young Master, although your temper seems to change a lot, you are actually a gentle person."
Outsiders said that the young leader did all kinds of evil, burning, killing, looting, and humiliating women in every possible way.
But that night, the Young Master was willing to let him go, but he pestered the Young Master to ask him to hug him.
"It's just that, Young Master, his back looks a little lonely."
Zhuang Qiuyun thought about how he turned around and saw Bai Xiuping's back before leaving.
The Young Master is obviously a big shot, but Zhuang Qiuyun feels that that figure is very lonely for no reason.
It felt like she was alone, no one could understand what was going on in her heart, and she felt very distressed.
Zhuang Fangliang nodded and continued to ask: "Then will you be affected by other people's opinions? The Young Master has given us life-saving and reinventing grace. After becoming a father, we must follow the Young Master. If you really don't want to..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Qiuyun interrupted: "My daughter can't! Although I misunderstood the Young Master at first, the Young Master is a good person, and my daughter wants to be with her father by his side."
Pouting her little mouth, her expression seemed a little aggrieved, but her attitude was very firm.
She knew that she knew nothing and was just an ordinary woman, but she was willing to learn everything. As long as she could stay by his side, even if it was to serve him tea and pour water, it would be great.
She didn't want him to be alone anymore.
…
Mingjiao Shuifeng, market.
A sudden rainstorm has come, and the once bustling market is now deserted.
Four people wearing bamboo hats and raincoats went to Mingshu Pavilion in the heavy rain.
In the Mingshu Pavilion, the old man sorted out the collected information. After a while, he put down his pen and sighed.
Now that the intelligence collected has doubled, the amount of documents that need to be integrated has increased to five times. I haven't had a good rest since I came here today.
"Knock knock!"
As soon as the old man opened the door, Gongsun Fu, who was walking in front, complained: "Old man, you opened the door too slowly. Young Master, please come in quickly."
"There's no need to rush, just learn to wait."
Bai Xiuping looked at the idiot Gongsun Fu with a speechless expression. He told himself to move forward quickly, but his body was walking ahead of him.
Zhuang Qiuyun, who was walking at the end, said gently: "Dad, you go in first."
In the secret room, Nalan Jingzhi kept tapping the table with his fingers, and said with black lines on his face, "Young Master, what is going on now? I'm sorry that I can't understand it at all. Please explain it a little bit."
Gongsun Fu took off his clothes with a smile, wrung out the soaked clothes and spread them on the ground.
Zhuang Fangliang and his daughter were watching the portraits on the other side. Zhuang Qiuyun pointed at the portrait in front of him and said, "Dad, it's the Young Master! The painting is really good!"
The situation was truly chaotic.
Seeing this situation, Bai Xiuping sat down directly, took off his bamboo hat and raincoat, and said, "We just came back from Luopo Village. We wanted to go directly to Yangming Palace, but the rain was too heavy, so we came here to take shelter first." .”
Nalan Jingzhi took a deep breath and said, "Is it difficult to understand what I mean? This is the first time I know that this library can be entered and exited by anyone."
"But weren't you the one who opened the door to let us in?"
Bai Xiuping replied calmly.
Nalan Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, and he was really convinced by the old man in front of him. He held his forehead and said, "You are right."
He did not continue to dwell on the matter, but turned around and said to Zhuang Fangliang: "I am Nalan Jingzhi. As you can see, my body is inconvenient and I cannot salute you. Please forgive me."
Zhuang Qiuyun imitated the people in the world, and with his cute little face, he clenched his fists and saluted solemnly: "My name is Zhuang Qiuyun."
"I am Zhuang Fangliang."
He turned his head and continued to look at the portrait, turned his back to Nalan Jingzhi and said in a deep voice: "I heard that it was you who suggested that the young leader come to find me? How did you know my whereabouts?"
"I have been paying attention to you for a long time, including what happened to you in Luopo Village."
Nalan Jingzhi in the wheelchair replied calmly.
Hearing this, Zhuang Fangliang turned his head and looked sideways, very unhappy, and said with deep and stern eyes: "Hiding in the dark like a crow to get information, if you continue to investigate me, it will be detrimental to the young leader."
"I won't let you go."
Nalan Jingzhi didn't care about Zhuang Fangliang's threat and sneered: "You have spent ten years in the Luopo Village in a state of confusion. You must be unclear about many things. You'd better listen to me and tell you slowly."
"If you can survive until that time, I will accept your kindness."
"Looks like I have one more reason to live longer."
Zhuang Fangliang said sternly: "On the contrary, there is one more reason to die."
Seeing the constant dispute between his father and the old man in the wheelchair, Zhuang Qiuyun was very panicked and called the Young Master in a low voice.
Bai Xiuping couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying that the two of them were almost at odds with each other, with their civil and military forces at odds with each other. He was afraid that he would be busy in the future.
But the two would quarrel openly, but Bai Xiuping was not that worried.
He stood up slowly, raised his hand to signal the two of them to stop arguing, and said, "Okay, that's it. From now on, we will be on the same side."
"It's acceptable for everyone to have different opinions and disputes, but if you have any issues, talk about them openly. Don't let me know that you have any private actions that are detrimental to each other."
Bai Xiuping stood in front of several people and said generously: "How can you say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you."
"When you enter Yangming Palace, you don't ask where you come from, and you don't even think about what you want or what you want."
Yeah, master style.
Bai Xiuping has been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Zhuang Fangliang responded with a serious expression: "As ordered."
Although Zhuang Qiuyun didn't quite understand, he still said blankly: "Ah, okay, okay."
Naturally, the two of them had no objections. Even if the father and daughter sacrificed themselves, they would not let anyone hurt Bai Xiuping.
Gongsun Fu, on the other hand, had goosebumps all over his body and said with great disgust: "Young Master, how long do you want to learn the scholar's way of speaking? It really doesn't suit you."
Nalan Jingzhi laughed loudly after hearing this.
Gongsun Fu was a fool who always tried to undermine himself. Bai Xiuping thought about whether he should take back what he just said, otherwise beating him in person wouldn't be considered a negative move in private.
But business matters now. After everyone sat down, Nalan Jingzhi asked: "So, has the public sentiment in Luo Li Village stabilized?"
The four of them looked at each other, and suddenly, the air became quiet...
