The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

Although there didn't seem to be many things on the stage, if their own hall could get them, they would have the opportunity to shoot a few shots to satisfy their desire.

However, even though everyone was extremely anxious and excited, the strict discipline made everyone stand still.

On the field, the only sounds were the flags fluttering in the wind, and the occasional swallowing and rapid breathing of a few guys who couldn't contain their excitement.

Just as everyone was eagerly staring at the box on the stage,

Li Qingfeng, who was in the backyard of Zhengjun Hall, was helped by Xiangling to change into the same green long gown as everyone else in Qingfeng Village.

Xiangling helped Qingfeng Li tie his hair, and her eyes would occasionally fall on his face, but she would secretly look away with a blush.

Li Qingfeng saw it all and asked with a smile,

"Xiangling, how is it? Am I, your son, handsome today?"

Xiangling was slightly stunned and blinked in confusion.

"Handsome? Not handsome?"

Li Qingfeng suddenly realized that nowadays, the word "shuai" did not have the extended meaning that it has in later generations.

He explained with a smile,

"Oh, is he handsome or not?"

Xiangling's pretty face flushed upon hearing this, but she lowered her head and nodded slightly, but she did not stop helping Li Qingfeng tie up his hair.

"Haha! Xiangling, you're still shy?"

When Qingfeng Li saw Xiangling like this, he burst into laughter.

Xiangling raised her head and said coquettishly,

"Young Master, you should go to the front. Aunt Hua just said that all the halls should line up in front of the field!"

Li Qingfeng immediately said in a bad mood,

"What's the rush? Let them wait!"

"This peak master told us to gather at the beginning of the Si hour. It's still too early now. Who made those guys so anxious?"

"Oh! Then I'll go tell Aunt Hua!" Xiangling responded obediently.

Qingfeng Li waved his hand.

"No need for that. If you don't even have this little bit of patience, you'll be a bandit for the rest of your life."

Just as the master and servant were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Qingfeng Li turned his head and glanced at Xiangling, who nodded in understanding.

So Qingfeng Li took the comb from Xiangling and combed his hair.

I have to say that the hairstyles in ancient times were quite flattering.

When Qingfeng Li first arrived, he had short hair. Although no one said anything, he always felt that he looked out of place among his surroundings.

So I started growing my hair out, and apart from using more shampoo every month, I didn't have the hair full of fire spots that scared the adults.

Li Qingfeng stroked his hair while looking at his face in the mirror.

As he looked at it, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.

As expected of me, so handsome!

No wonder Lin Daiyu signed her own horoscope in the marriage certificate just by looking at the portrait!

But when I think of Lin Daiyu, I wonder if what happened today can help her grow spiritually?

While Qingfeng Li was thinking, Xiangling had already walked behind him with Aunt Hua.

After greeting Qingfeng Li, Aunt Hua said anxiously,

"Master Bee, a report from Yangzhou! The Madam has fainted!"

"What? Fainted?"

Qingfeng Li was startled when he heard this and quickly turned around to look at Aunt Hua.

Aunt Hua quickly handed over the urgent secret report in her hand.

After Li Qingfeng took it, he quickly opened it and took a look.

After reading the whole story, he couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw the letter saying that Lin Daiyu was no longer in danger.

But when his eyes fell on the process in the secret report again,

He frowned immediately and looked at Aunt Hua with a little dissatisfaction.

"Didn't I tell Deputy Hall Master Rong to get a beating before going to complain to Sister Lin? What's wrong with her? How dare she tamper with this Peak Master's orders without authorization?!"

"What? Is she dissatisfied with this Peak Master's order to punish her with twenty strokes of the cane, or does she think that becoming the personal nanny of the future Peak Master's wife means she can ignore this Peak Master?!"