This county town is not big. Ding Qizhong walked east along the main road. After half a stick of incense, he arrived in front of a large house in the east of the county town.
This house has four courtyards and is considered a very big house in the county. After Ding Qizhong arrived, he raised his hand and knocked on the door. The concierge opened the door. When he saw it was him, he said, "Master Ding is here."
The latter nodded and stepped into the courtyard, and the concierge then closed the door.
After entering, Ding Qizhong walked straight north, passed through the first entrance gatehouse, and entered the second entrance courtyard. There was a three-story embroidery building in the second entrance courtyard, but the embroidery building was dark at this time, and it must be uninhabited.
Ding Qizhong walked to the embroidered building, opened the door, and closed the door behind him.
Whether the door is closed or not makes no difference to Nan Feng. He walks through the wall and enters the embroidery building. He only sees some sundries and utensils placed inside the embroidery building. This should have been a woman's embroidery building before, but after the owner's daughter got married, there may be no one there. Living.
There are not many utensils on the second floor of the embroidery building. There is a set of shabby tables and chairs in the middle. There is a small bed near the east window with light bedding.
Ding Qizhong lit the oil lamp on the second floor, and then went to the third floor. The third floor was transparent from all sides. After looking around from here, Ding Qizhong returned to the second floor, sat down at the table, and stared at the oil lamp in a daze.
Nanfeng had been hiding nearby, and by this time he already knew what Ding Qizhong was doing. Maybe the escort agency had no business, so he went out to stay overnight with rich people to earn some money.
After sitting for a moment, Ding Qizhong took off his weapons and took the linen cloth and wiped it carefully.
Although this person carries a long sword with him, it is just a cover-up. In fact, this person is best at using knives. He is not using an ordinary long knife, but a hidden weapon, a flying knife. The knife pouch is tied around his waist and is sewn from cowhide. , there are a total of twelve flying knives inserted in the front, back, left and right.
In addition to the twelve flying knives at the waist, there are six flying knives hidden in other parts, respectively on the left and right arms, both legs and ankles, under the armpits on both sides, and a total of eighteen flying knives all over the body.
It took half an hour to clean the flying knife. Then Ding Qizhong put away the throwing knife, took the long sword, and went up to the third floor to observe.
After making sure there was nothing unusual around him, he returned to the second floor and sat down at the table. He just sat there, sitting quietly, motionless.
Even if Ding Qizhong had never done anything, Nanfeng could still make a judgment. This man was very self-disciplined and loyal to others. He was somewhat similar to Changle, but they were also obviously different. Changle's coldness came from the coldness of his heart. , before marrying Chu Huairou, his eyes were empty and lifeless. Ding Qizhong was also very calm, but his calmness was the result of self-restraint. It was not difficult to find through his eyes that this person had something very serious on his mind.
Ding Qizhong answered all the three questions he asked correctly. During the previous selection, this person also showed extraordinary martial arts skills. After the long sword was shaken by the fat man, all six flying knives hit him quickly. , two of which hit Fatty’s eyes.
The attic was drafty and very cold. It was obvious that Ding Qizhong couldn't bear it, but he didn't sit cross-legged and meditate to resist the cold. He only rubbed his hands occasionally to breathe.
Nearing the third watch, a subtle light appeared in the backyard. The light was not from a lantern, but from the dark light emitted by the wind in the coals.
What came was a young woman dressed in brocade. She must be in her mid-twenties. Judging by her attire, she must be a female member of the family rather than a servant.
When this person appeared, Ding Qizhong was looking out on the third floor. When he saw this person, he frowned and moved to the east, looking east from the window without looking at the woman.
The woman held the brazier in her hand and looked around as she walked, seemingly avoiding others.
Then there were footsteps going upstairs. Not long after, the young woman reached the second floor, put down the brazier, and took out a handkerchief from her arms and put it on the table. The handkerchief should contain snacks.
Seeing that Ding Qizhong was not on the second floor, the young woman seemed a little disappointed, but she did not go to the third floor to look for him, nor did she call out. She put down the brazier and snacks and walked towards the stairs.
If he let her go, the south wind would no longer be the south wind, so the young woman slipped and fell.
Although the young woman fell, she resisted crying out in pain. The reason for this was undoubtedly because she was worried about being heard by others.
Others couldn't hear it, but Ding Qizhong could hear it, but he just walked to the stairs eagerly, but did not come down the steps.
The young woman tried to stand up, but as soon as she stood up, she felt a sharp pain in her right ankle, became unstable, and fell again.
This time, Ding Qizhong finally came down and stood three steps away from the young woman, "Sixth Madam."
"Master Ding." The young woman tried to stand up, but fell down again after trying.
Ding Qizhong instinctively wanted to step forward to help, but his hands were stretched out, and he held back at the last moment.
While Ding Qizhong was hesitating, Nanfeng went to the first floor and looked at the door on the first floor. There was no bolt inside the door, only one bolt. It had slipped off after being used for a long time.
Back on the second floor, the young woman had already stood up and was talking to Ding Qizhong. What she said was not ambiguous words, but something about Master Ding having a hard time resisting the bandits and that his duties were not worth mentioning.
After a short conversation, the young woman turned around to leave. Ding Qizhong said, "Sixth Madam, there are differences between men and women. You'd better not come here again."
Hearing Ding Qizhong's words, the young woman turned back in disappointment. Ding Qizhong tilted his head to the side, not looking directly at her.
"I understand." The young woman nodded and took another step.
As soon as he took a step, he fell again. This time Ding Qizhong had to help him, because without help, the young woman would roll down the stairs.
The former pulled, and the latter tilted and fell into his arms. This is naturally what Nanfeng did. If nothing happens, it is difficult to judge a person's character. Only when something happens, a person's true temperament will be revealed.
Nan Feng did it cleverly. From Ding Qizhong's perspective, the young woman took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, but from the young woman's perspective, Ding Qizhong deliberately pulled her into his arms. This created a very subtle atmosphere.
It's not enough to just go along with the flow, you have to add fuel to the flames. Adding fuel to the flames is also very easy, just make the young woman's feet hurt.
Whether a man is affectionate for a woman depends on whether he can bear to see the woman suffer. The painful look on the young woman's face made Ding Qizhong reluctant to leave. He hurriedly knelt down and inspected her injuries.
At first glance, Lao Gao was swollen. Logically speaking, a sprain shouldn't swell so quickly, but he couldn't bear the thought of someone nearby causing trouble.
"What should we do?" Ding Qizhong was very anxious. He didn't know whether he was worried about the young woman's injury or worried that the young woman couldn't leave.
The young woman was anxious and worried and did not answer the call.
The weather can also affect a person's mood. When it's cold, both men and women are less likely to be emotional. They need to make the room warmer.
If you want the room to be warm, the room will be warm immediately. At this beautiful moment, no one will pay attention to the strange changes in temperature.
If this is not enough, another north wind blows.
The harsh environment outside can give people inside the house a greater sense of security. The worse the weather, the less likely it is that servants will wander outside.
The young woman looked at Ding Qizhong with a confused look in her eyes. Ding Qizhong noticed it and was about to withdraw.
Seeing this, Nanfeng laughed secretly. It was obvious that Ding Qizhong liked this woman, but he was just restraining himself.
I have helped almost everyone I can. If I think about it carefully, I can help a little more. It is bright. In a very bright environment, people will be relatively rational. Thinking of this, a cold wind passed through the window paper and blew out the room. oil lamp.
The cold wind is howling outside, the house is warm as spring, and the beauty is in your arms, why don't you do anything
As soon as the lights went out, the young woman became more and more confused. She leaned forward and whispered, "Third brother."
Ding Qizhong was afraid that the young woman would fall and did not dare to retreat. However, he did not put his arms around the young woman and just stood there in pain.
The north wind is howling outside, carrying snowflakes.
"Third brother, I know you have me in your heart." The young woman said softly.
"Mrs. Six, I'm here to keep vigil and do some work." Ding Qizhong closed his eyes.
"Bandit trouble is rampant, and most of the big families in the city are hiring nursing homes. As far as I know, the Zhang family pays twenty taels. You want to work, why don't you go to the Zhang family?" the young woman asked.
Ding Qizhong didn't answer.
The young woman said again, "You came to Hu's house to work as a nurse because of me."
"I already have a family, I just came to work." Ding Qizhong shook his head.
"Third brother, I was the one who was sorry for you back then, don't blame me." The young woman said with tears in her voice.
"I know you can't help yourself," Ding Qizhong said. After finishing his words, he may have felt that his tone was too soft, and then said, "Mrs. Six, the past has passed. It's okay not to mention it. Once the bandits in Niutoushan are calmed down in Dezhou, , I won’t come again.”
"Third brother, I know you are here to protect me." the young woman cried.
Ding Qizhong frowned, and it was obvious that he was in pain and anxiety.
"Third brother, do you dislike me?" The young woman reached out and took Ding Qizhong's hand.
Ding Qizhong felt a huge shock all over his body, and he reached out his arms to hug the young woman.
Seeing this situation, Nanfeng smiled again. He didn't know what kind of emotional entanglement Ding Qizhong had with this young woman, and he would not look down on Ding Qizhong because he did what he wanted to do. The reason why he smiled was a bad smile, because He was responsible for this incident.
But what he didn't expect was that Ding Qizhong did not carry the young woman to the bed, but carried her upstairs.
By the time he caught up to the third floor, Ding Qizhong had already carried the young woman and flew down, sending her back to the backyard.
Ding Qizhong sent the woman back to the backyard, returned to the embroidery building, opened the window on the second floor, and stood in front of the window and took a deep breath.
Nanfeng stood beside Ding Qizhong and saw clearly that although Ding Qizhong did not cry, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.
There are countless men and women in the world, as well as countless love and hatred. Although I don’t know the details, the general outline has come out. Ding Qizhong and this young woman were a couple before. I don’t know why, but the young woman finally betrayed them. He and Ding Qizhong also married another woman after that, but when this woman was in trouble, he still chose to protect her.
What a man loves does not necessarily mean what he marries, and what a woman marries does not necessarily mean what she loves. Although this woman betrayed Ding Qizhong, Ding Qizhong still loved her in his heart, otherwise he would not have shed tears.
Forbearance is not a shortcoming, but it is definitely not a strength. Forbearance cannot solve any problems. It is difficult to judge a person's true temperament in a state of forbearance. He has to find a way to let Ding Qizhong burst out what is suppressed in his heart. Only Only in this way can his true temperament be observed and determined.
How to do it? After a quick thought, yes, go to Niutoushan to lure the bandits...