Everyone gathered around Dong Wu, ready to fight at any time. They came prepared, and the other party obviously came prepared too. I really thought that one person on the scene was really the same person.
Who knows how many people are hiding outside.
Dong Wu came out, clasped his fists and said, "I didn't expect Lord Marquis to be here. How dare I ask Lord Marquis to take action in person?"
The visitor is the powerful Marquis Shenwei of the imperial court.
Strong and tyrannical.
Even a brave general like Dong Wu was no match for Shenwei Hou.
"Since you know how dare you let me take action personally, why not just surrender and go back with me," said Marquis Shenwei.
Dong Wudao: "Then this will disappoint Marquis Shenwei. I can't die yet."
Marquis Shenwei sneered: "Haha, do you think you can escape? The surrounding area has been set up a long time ago. As long as you take half a step from here, it will instantly become a hornet's nest, and the only way to survive is behind me, but with your ability
How can a ragtag group of people escape?"
Say the cruelest words and tell the other party the safest direction.
Just asking if you have enough understanding.
Dong Wu remained calm, but thought to himself, that's it.
Triggered by a battle.
Those people squatting outside are already prepared. As long as the opponent dares to show up, they will be pierced by thousands of arrows and die without a burial place.
Sudden.
someone shouted.
"Don't shoot your arrows, the Marquis is here too."
Only a few figures were seen fighting with Marquis Shenwei, fighting from the courtyard to outside the mansion. Only Dong Wu's men kept moving the bows and arrows in their hands and changing directions.
Their status is a bit low.
I screamed in my heart.
Lord Marquis, you should get out of the way, otherwise how would we shoot the arrow?
However, Shenwei Hou's killing move was really fierce. With a slap of his palm, the ground exploded. When he stepped on the ground, cracks appeared on the ground, and the impact waves formed rolled away.
Even a general like Dong Wu, who was good at killing, could not withstand such an offensive from Marquis Shenwei.
I don’t know why…
Dong Wu was still alive and kicking, and his seemingly earth-shattering killing moves did not kill anyone.
The powerful impact made the soldiers around them unable to stand firm and staggering around. It was impossible to even aim, let alone shoot arrows.
After a while.
Marquis Shenwei's face was gloomy, he stood with his hands behind his back, stared straight into the distance, and said coldly: "You guys can run fast."
The old eunuch who was supervising this matter endured his anger and came to the side of Marquis Shenwei. He was about to speak, but Marquis Shenwei interrupted him.
"How did you take charge of this matter? Everyone has come out and you are motionless. Could it be that you want to let them go?"
Marquis Shenwei said angrily.
Originally, these words were supposed to be asked by the old eunuch to Marquis Shenwei, but now they were spoken directly by Marquis Shenwei. To be honest, the old eunuch was a little confused for a moment.
Obviously I didn't expect it.
The old eunuch said in a sharp voice: "Master Hou, if you fight with them, once you release the arrow, what will you do if it hurts you?"
"Huh, I am invulnerable. Ordinary arrows can't hurt me at all. If this operation fails, I will definitely report it truthfully. I suspect that you and Dong Wu are colluding. Please think carefully about how to explain it."
Marquis Shenwei flicked his sleeves, turned and left, leaving only the old eunuch with a gloomy face.
A few years later.
Qingyang Town.
"Sir, I have inquired about all the girls in our town. They are all of marriageable age. Who do you like? Tell me. I can ask the matchmaker to do the matchmaking."
Qinglian was overwhelmed by Lin Fan's marriage. She thought about it every day. As a maid and part-time manager of the Lin family, she had to let the young master carry on the family line, so that he could live up to his spirit in heaven.
Lin Fan, who was digging the soil, said calmly: "I have someone I like."
"Who is that?" Qinglian really wanted to be the roundworm in the young master's belly. No matter what the young master thinks, she can know it immediately.
She found that her young master seemed to like playing riddles with her and would always say nothing, which was very uncomfortable.
Lin Fan had a faint smile on his face.
A warm smile.
To others, there is always something wrong with such a smile, and it has a permeating feeling.
But Qinglian likes it very much.
My young master is so charming.
Qinglian took Lin Fan's arm and said coquettishly, "Sir, just tell me. I really want to know. If you don't tell me, I will feel that I have failed as a maid and housekeeper.
"
"I've read a lot of little books, and they talk about how the young master likes to rob civilian girls, and as a housekeeper, he helps the young master make plans and becomes a dog-headed strategist. He has a strong sense of presence."
"I also want to be such a person."
Qinglian felt like she had no sense of existence at all.
If her son becomes that kind of person, she will feel very disappointed, but for some reason, she is also a little hopeful. It is really a contradictory situation.
Lin Fan touched Qinglian's head and said, "What you are thinking is very strange."
Qinglian's eyes widened, she lowered her head shyly, clasped her fingers and said, "Sir, don't tell me, you have always liked me."
I was very shy when I said this.
My heart is like a deer bumping into each other.
Then he hurriedly said: "But this must not be done. I am just a maid. If the master knows, he will definitely be very angry. I was adopted by the master. It is already good to be alive. How can I think about such beautiful things."
"But I also like Young Master very much."
"Actually, I can be a concubine. Of course, even if I become a concubine, I will still be the master's maid and the Lin family's housekeeper. Master, you say..."
Qinglian lowered her head and muttered to herself, looking extremely shy. When she raised her head, she found that the young master was farming in the fields again.
It was as if she didn't listen to what he said.
Qinglian was angry and stamped her little feet.
It took a lot of effort for someone to say what was in their heart, how could they not listen? Well, I won’t say it again next time.
During these years, Qingyang Town was very safe.
There are no monsters to cause trouble.
Of course, this does not mean that there are no demons around Qingyang Town, but the place where the Thousand Faced Demon fell is Qingyang Town, and the demons all know that there is a very terrifying human being here.
The super monster Thousand Faced Demon was killed.
They don't have the courage to cause trouble.
Even if a big demon becomes the overlord of this area, he has heard of this incident. Occasionally looking at Qingyang Town from a distance, one can see the unwillingness of the Thousand-faced Demon that lingers after his death.
Others cannot feel it.
But as demons, they can clearly feel it.
It's really scary.
Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
In these years, Qingyang Town has expanded a lot towards the outside world. Many refugees fled to Qingyang Town, but did not go anywhere and stayed here to live honestly.
From the status of outsiders at the beginning, we have completely integrated into this place, but we are proud to tell everyone that we are the people of Qingyang Town.
In the past ten years, Huang Zheng still explained the general trend of the world to Lin Fan from time to time.
If you have the strength, you must save the world.
But the ancients were right. When a scholar has no power, he is really useless. He has nothing to do except chatter every day. Later, he worked as a teacher in Qingyang Town and lived a very comfortable life.
I also forgot about my ambitions and devoted myself fully to becoming a teacher.
I didn’t think much about anything else.
As for the affairs of the imperial court, I didn’t even think about it.
Imperial court?
Can teaching give you a sense of accomplishment?
Let's just say that over the years, those who have been taught by him have to be addressed as "sir" when they meet.
Full of pride.
Over the years, Lin Fan's appearance has not changed and he is still very young. People say that our mayor is an immortal descended from the earth and has an ageless appearance. On the other hand, Qinglian has experienced many changes.
From the years of cardamom to the years of jasper.
Gradually...
The charm remains.
The only thing I haven’t experienced is the ‘year of broken melons’.
From the green melon to the absolutely ripe 'melon' now, all this has not had any impact on Qinglian. The only change is that she feels a gradual reluctance in her heart when she sees that her young master is still young and handsome.
.
But he soon adjusted.
Work hard, serve the young master, and take good care of the Lin family.
For decades, Lin Fan's daily routine has been very fixed. In addition to farming, he also patrols the town to see if there is anyone in need of help. He is willing to help others. When he sees the sincere smiles on the faces of the people, he
Just very happy.
"Mayor, mayor, you come to judge. Wang Erfei said that my cow belongs to his family. This is obviously my cow." An old man grabbed Lin Fan.
Lin Fan has a very high status in their hearts.
It has risen to the level of spiritual sustenance.
His words can often affect many things.
"Mayor, this is obviously my family's cow, he insists on saying it is his family's."
Wang Er is also an old man. A few decades ago, he was a young man who admired Lin Fan very much. Now that he has become an old man, he can only sigh that time flies by so fast.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "The town must be united and not quarrel. One belongs to you, two, four and six belong to him. Sunday is the free time for cattle."
They didn't know what they knew these days before, but later, they often heard the mayor say it and understood what it meant.
"Humph, this is what the mayor said. I listen to the mayor. If it weren't for the mayor, I would have to prove that this cow is mine today."
"Me too. As long as the mayor says it, I will listen."
The two old men did not continue to quarrel, but communicated harmoniously and allocated the time of possession of the cow.
Lin Fan smiled.
Friendly communication is the best way to resolve conflicts.
Qinglian's eyes were twinkling with little stars and she said: "Young Master, you are awesome."
Lin Fan said: "It's okay, they are all very good people."
Passing by the blacksmith shop, Blacksmith Wang is no longer here. Now his son has taken over, inheriting his father's business. It's a good choice.
Mr. Huang Zhenghuang led the students to recite the article.
The new-born children, Cheng Quan, ran around the town, and when they saw Lin Fan, they all shouted with respect.
"Mayor Lin."
The children all liked Lin Fan very much and liked to gather around him whenever they had nothing to do. Their little eyes were full of admiration. They often listened to their grandfather telling how the mayor used to slay demons.
A super monster that is thousands of feet tall can swallow our Qingyang Town in one bite if it opens its mouth.
But our Mayor Lin killed the big demon with one punch.
The children listening have long regarded Lin Fan as a superhero in their hearts.
Fifty years later!
On the street.
Lin Fan was pushing a wooden wheelchair. In the wheelchair was an old man with a blanket covering his knees.
"Sir, Qingyang Town has been safe until now, thanks to you. Without him, there would be no Qingyang Town today," Qinglian said.
I want to speak louder, but my voice is very small. My health is not good, and I can't speak louder even with all my strength.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "This is the result of everyone's hard work, Qinglian, the wind outside is a bit strong, let's go back."
Return to the house.
Lin Fan carried Qinglian to the bed, and then went to the kitchen to cook. In the past, Qinglian prepared three meals a day. Even if her health was not good, she still wanted to continue cooking for the young master, but Lin Fan stopped her. The next step was
He came to take care of Qinglian.
soon.
Lin Fan brought the fragrant shredded pork porridge to the bedside and said softly: "Qinglian, it's time to eat."
Qinglian opened her eyes and was slowly helped up by Lin Fan. She leaned her back on the soft pillow and opened her mouth for the young master to feed her porridge.
I was fed porridge by the young master himself.
Even if it has been many years.
But every time, Qinglian feels particularly happy.
Soon, the bowl of porridge was finished.
Lin Fan told Qinglian to have a good rest, but she was pulled back by Qinglian, "Sir, talk to me. I feel like I'm leaving soon, and I won't be able to chat with you in the future."
"Okay." Lin Fan smiled.
He could feel that Qinglian's body had reached its limit.
Qinglian grabbed Lin Fan's hand and recalled how she held the young master's arm to act coquettishly decades ago. As she thought about it, she smiled happily.
Lin Fan touched Qinglian's head and said gently: "What happy things are you thinking about again?"
Qinglian smiled and said nothing. She looked like she used to ask the young master, "Sir, who do you like? I'll let the matchmaker tell you."
But the answer I got every time was the young master’s mysterious smile.
"Sir, can I ask you a question?" Qinglian asked.
Lin Fan said: "Ask, as long as I know, I will tell you."
What Qinglian wanted to ask was... Young Master, do you really like me, so that’s why you never agreed to let me hire a matchmaker for you? But thinking about it, she didn’t ask this question because she always remembered that she was adopted by the master.
Those who come back will always be the young master's maid and part-time the Lin family's housekeeper.
She has never done anything to feel sorry for the Lin family in her life.
He didn't let the young master suffer any hardship.
But now, she just wants to get an answer from the young master.
"Sir, am I loyal?"
Lin Fan was surprised, then smiled and touched Qinglian's head, "Loyal."
Qinglian smiled happily, "It's worth my life to be praised by the young master. I also feel that I am very loyal. Although I sometimes make small mistakes, I have never made big mistakes."
"Well, you are the best." Lin Fan said.
It's like coaxing a child.
Just like when he was in his prime, he often hit Qinglian's little head gently.
Gradually.
Qinglian is tired.
Lin Fan helped Qinglian lie down and sat aside, looking at Qinglian who was sleeping soundly. It was like when he fell asleep, Qinglian sat beside the bed with a fan and fanned him gently.
Let Qinglian rest every time.
They say I'm not tired at all. Master, go to bed quickly or I'll have to stay up very late.
A few days later.
Qinglian is gone.
He passed away peacefully and with a smile on his face.
People from Qingyang Town came to the funeral. They all knew that Qinglian was happy in her life and could always be by the mayor's side. Some old women also knew that Sister Qinglian was lucky to be ahead of the young master, but they also knew that Qinglian was
Sister Lian is reluctant to leave. After she leaves, who will take care of her young master in the future.
And can she do it...as meticulously as she does?
This day.
Lin Fan stood in front of the tombstone. He didn't recover for a long time, his eyes were red, and he sent away the person he knew best.