One touch and one silence

After Qin Ming finished speaking, he glanced at the unconscious Prince of Zhennan. While he admired this prince, he also felt a little wary.

Nan Yu naturally felt the scrutiny of this secret guard.

He gave Xinglong a subtle wink, and Xinglong understood what his master meant.

He quickly explained the whole story of how the King of Zhennan was captured.

Only then did Qin Ming understand that this guy was really unlucky.

The weather at the border today is exceptionally good. The long-lost sun has shown its red smiling face, which makes people feel warm in their hearts.

It seemed as if it was foreshadowing something.

Thousands of miles away, Nanzhi, Liuyue and Chen the Butcher, had arrived at the entrance of Qiu Hancheng's village.

She looked at the surrounding scenery along the way, looking at the wheat in the fields, which was growing especially green at this time, occupying a unique place in the barren scenery of the entire winter.

Nanzhi really enjoyed the subtle fragrance brought by the cold wind.

This kind of wheat seedling is not very tall now. It is about six or seven centimeters when measured with the thumb and index finger. Children's hands are small, so there is a lot of extra space. A normal adult's hand is about ten centimeters.

It looks like the wheat harvest will be good this year.

Now that it is already night, Nanzhi plans to take the opportunity to stay at Qiu Hancheng's house.

When they arrived at the door, it was closed. Butcher Chen saw his master stopped in front of the door, so he took the initiative to go forward and knock on the door.

"anyone there?"

After a while, an old man opened the door from the inside and looked towards the door.

"Who are you?"

Nanzhi saw that this man looked less than 50 years old, so how come he looked like a man in his 70s or 80s?

There were wrinkles on his face and a look of sorrow. Although he was wearing coarse linen clothes, they were not patched, so food and clothing should not be a problem. Nanzhi looked at his bent back and hunched body, and sighed silently in her heart.

She walked forward obediently and bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Old man, we are just passers-by. It's getting late and we can't get to the town. We would like to stay overnight at your house. Is that okay?"

Nanzhi was a respectful and polite child, which made the old man who opened the door let down his guard a lot.

The old man moved aside to let Nanzhi and others in.

"I have nothing at home, but I have an extra room. Young Master, please stay in my son's room!"

"Who's outside?"

At this moment, another old voice came from inside.

Nanzhi guessed that the woman's voice should be Qiu Hancheng's mother.

"I'm here to stay." The old man replied simply to the people in the room.

"Old man, we are just passers-by, we are just passing by and would like to ask for a place to stay!"

Nanzhi didn't hear any more sound, but still answered politely to the woman who had asked the question just now.

"Please don't blame me, my wife is now blind and paralyzed in bed, so I can't see you. I'm sorry!"

The old man looked a little embarrassed, but he was very polite.

Nanzhi smiled and said, "It's okay, we disturbed you for no reason!"

At this moment, Nanzhi suddenly saw three coffins in the room, and Nanzhi couldn't help but slow down.

This?

"Are you hungry, young masters?"

The old man who was leading the way suddenly turned around and asked Nanzhi.

"Thank you, uncle. We are not hungry now!"

When Old Man Qiu turned around, he saw Nanzhi's eyes looking towards the coffin.

A trace of sadness appeared on his face. "That's a coffin. Don't be afraid. They are all new."

Nanzhi suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable bitterness in her heart due to the man's words of comfort.

They waited for others to come and disturb him, and the man was afraid that they would be frightened by the coffin in the cowshed in the yard.

Such a family, ah...

Nanzhi pretended to ask casually, "Uncle, this used to be a cowshed, right? There should be cows here!"

His words brought a hint of a smile to Old Man Qiu's face, as if he had remembered something.

He soon returned to his original sad expression.

Old man Qiu invited people into the house. When Nanzhi entered, he looked at the decorations in the house.

There is just a simple table, a few chairs and a simple bed next to it.

There are also some hand-painted drawings hanging on it.

"This is where my son used to live. It's a little shabby, so I hope you won't mind!"

Old man Qiu lit the kerosene lamp, and the dim room instantly became bright.

Only then did Nanzhi realize that the house was spotlessly clean. One could imagine how much the owner of the house loved his son.

"Thank you, old man!"

Nanzhi watched the old man busying around, but felt very sorry for the situation of the two elderly people.

After finishing his work, Old Man Qiu left.

"Gentlemen, have a good rest. If you need anything, just call me."

After speaking, he left.

Nanzhi took a look at the sky and instructed Chen the Butcher, "Fatty Chen, go around and ask around about Bai Dacheng, Bai San, and Bai Gen to see what they are doing."

"By the way, let's ask them to stay for a while and talk to them?"

"Can it be done?"

Liu Yue and she are both women, so it is not very convenient at this time.

Fatty Chen replied with a smile, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I have learned a lot from others in the mansion these days. I will go right away!"

Nanzhi couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the boy's confident look. The two of them watched Fatty Chen leave.

"It seems this kid has learned a lot in the mansion!"

Nanzhi said this to Liuyue jokingly. Liuyue naturally knew about Chen the Butcher.

"Well! This kid is good. He is a man who knows how to make progress."

Nanzhi glanced at Liuyue and smiled.

"It's not easy! It's really not easy to hear a word of praise from you."

Liu Yue was too lazy to look at the teasing gaze of his master. He casually sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest.

It's not safe outside. She has to guard her master at night and definitely can't sleep. This is the time to close her eyes and rest.

When Nanzhi saw Liuyue's action, he immediately stopped her, "Don't! It's rare for us to come out. We will have to go out again later."

"Go out? What does the master want to do?" Liu Yue opened his eyes and asked in confusion.

"You don't know this! Night is the best time to get information."

This is a good theory, but Liu Yue disagrees.

"Master, you need to have a good rest. As for the evening matters, leave them to Sanqi and the others."

"Who does the master want to investigate?"

Nanzhi's request to go out at night was rejected by Liuyue.

She suddenly became completely depressed.

"Okay! Go check if there's anything unusual in the headman's home, especially his youngest son, Bai Xiaoliu."

"Almost everyone in this village has the surname Bai, except for this family, Qiu. Don't you think there is something wrong?"

"I learned from Qiu Hancheng that the people in this village are very xenophobic. Just think about how this old man Qiu was able to settle here with his wife and children?"

There must be something that Qiu Hancheng doesn't know.

"And did you notice that an ordinary old farmer's speech is not vulgar, but polite and courteous? Don't you think it's a bit strange?"