At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

The boy's face instantly showed some regret, even some sadness.

"I'm sorry, I was too careless. I'll take my leave now. I heard that the City God Temple is a good place to stay temporarily. Does my lady know where it is?"

Lin Qingdao was speechless after hearing his words.

She didn't expect the boy to admit his mistake so quickly. If it were under normal circumstances, she would definitely think it's better to mind her own business and let him go wherever he wants.

But the boy's tone sounded pitiful, and his eyes were clear and harmless, just like a homeless golden retriever. This made Lin Qing, who loved small animals, unable to open his mouth to say anything harsh.

Seeing that Lin Qing didn't reply, the boy thought she was answering with silence, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Lin Qing hurriedly reached out and grabbed him: "Hey, wait!"

The young man suddenly understood, saluted solemnly, and then took out a bulging purse from his lapel.

"My name is Xing Wenjie, seventeen years old, from Lanyang, Ganzhou, and I studied under General Mu Liangcai. I will certainly repay you for saving my life in the future! Here is fifty taels of silver, a small token of gratitude that does not reflect my respect."

Lin Qing frowned and hurriedly pushed the money back, saying that he really couldn't understand the young man's train of thought.

"I don't want these!"

Xing Wenjie immediately held his knife tightly and refused righteously.

"Although this sword may not look impressive, it is a famous sword that Master specially found for me! Please forgive me. Everything else is fine, but I simply cannot let this sword go!"

Lin Qing decided it was better to keep quiet.

One of them is talking about the front gate and the other is talking about the hip axis. If you continue to follow his train of thought, you will be confused.

The young man just said that he was from Ganzhou and his name was Xing Wenjie, so he must be a soldier.

Lin Qing hurriedly opened the map of Daxia Kingdom in his mind, and was shocked to find that Ganzhou was right next to Tuku, which was the border city.

So, the reason why Xing Wenjie came to Anping Town and suffered such serious injuries must be complicated.

She instantly became interested in the boy's story, but she was too busy to deal with the important matters of the Jia Mansion...

Eh!

Lin Qing suddenly thought that Xing Wenjie was quite skilled and had terrifying brute force. After all, she had just grabbed his arm, but he insisted on going out and almost dislocated it.

Maybe he could do himself a big favor!

"Jie Wen, just stay here peacefully. I don't want your money! But I have something I want to ask you. Is that okay?"

Xing Wenjie pulled up a faint smile, as if to say 'as expected'.

His eyes were extremely pale, as if always covered with mist, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Just when Lin Qing suspected that he didn't want to help and was determined to live in the City God Temple, she heard him say, "Okay, go ahead."

Lin Qing pondered and said, "My eldest son and nephew are going to the Jia Mansion to attend a poetry gathering at the end of the month. Since you went out today, you must have heard that the Jia Mansion is not peaceful."

Xing Wenjie nodded.

"I see you're quite capable, and you can even use a knife. If it doesn't interfere with your important business, I'd like to trouble you to escort them. Of course, you don't have to show up in person, just protect them secretly."

Lin Qing was sensitive enough to notice that when Xing Wenjie heard the word 'Jia Mansion', his expression suddenly became strange, his brows slightly furrowed, and he muttered, "It's the Jia Mansion again."

She asked cautiously, "Hmm? What's wrong?"

Xing Wenjie shook his head with a terrible acting skill: "Nothing. Don't worry, I've got it in mind."

When he was strolling around Anping Town today, he heard people discussing that the Jia family poetry meeting had caused the death of a student.

Ganzhou is a cold and bitter place, and there have never been any poetry gatherings or elegant gatherings, but scholars are highly respected there.

It is no exaggeration to say that if anyone causes the teacher to get a scratch, the prefect will give him twenty lashes of the cane.

So he really couldn't understand how the murder in the Jia family could be discussed as a rare thing.

Since the lady had asked him to do so, he would take this opportunity to find out what kind of den of tigers and wolves the Jia Mansion was.

"Madam, I heard there are a lot of people at the poetry gathering. I'm worried that I might make a mistake when I recognize them. Could you please describe their appearance to me first?"

Lin Qing scratched his head and thought for a long time, not knowing how to answer, when suddenly an idea came to him.

"When the time comes, just look at the clothes. The one wearing the simplest clothes is my son, and the one following him is my nephew."

Xing Wenjie took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing something.

"Okay. Was it your son I met that day?"

Seeing Lin Qing nod, Xing Wenjie said to himself, that's fine!

Since they are brothers, they probably look pretty similar.

Seeing that he agreed, Lin Qing felt relieved. She waved her hand and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go to bed. Please do as you please."

Xing Wenjie saw her turn around and walk towards the second courtyard. He stared blankly at her back as she disappeared into the moon archway, thinking to himself:

This lady is so courageous!

How dare he leave a stranger at home and go to sleep so relaxed!

I'm afraid even the master can't do this...

But the more this happened, the more he began to doubt who this lady was.

Not only can he summon birds of prey like dragon-headed hawks, but he can also casually let guests staying at his house use such high-quality bedding.

When he went out today, he also went to various cloth shops to inquire. The cloth sold there was inferior to what he was using now, both in terms of quality and pattern.

No one sells mattresses that are so soft that they make you feel like you are falling into the clouds.

In that case, where did this lady buy her things?

Lin Qing slept until the sun was setting. When she woke up, she saw Er Miao and Xing Wenjie sitting in the main hall staring at each other.

Gu Ermiao was like a kitten defending its territory, with all its fur standing on end. "Mom, who is he?!"

"He's the one you and Shihe rescued that day. I was also shocked when I first saw him. I didn't expect he was around the same age as you guys."

Gu Ermiao's guard was lowered a little, but he still said coldly: "Then you shouldn't go to bed so confidently! What if he has bad intentions..."

"Now you have the responsibility to protect mother, don't you?"

Lin Qing smiled and pinched his face, then casually asked how his day was at the candied fruit shop. Only then did Gu Ermiao open up and excitedly tell Lin Qing about what he had seen and heard.

Xing Wenjie saw that Lin Qing responded to everything and listened to his son's chatter very seriously, with a hint of envy unconsciously appearing on his face.

He lost his parents when he was young, and it was his master who saved him from the mouth of the dire wolf.

The master said, "If I hadn't been drunk that day and gone out to pee, how could I have happened to hear your cries in the snow? When I went to hold you, there were so many pairs of green eyes around me! If I had been a little later, you would have either been frozen into a popsicle or become a meal for those vicious wolves!"

Of course, he could only hear this after his master had drunk too much.

Normally, a master would just say, "If you're not dead, stand up and keep practicing!"