Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 71 I am a man!

The bed was quiet.

Although Luo Qingfeng heard it, he kept his eyes closed, motionless, and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Does he not know whether he's a man or not?

It felt like there were flames burning inside my body, and then they all gathered in one place.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the Demon-Slaying Blade.

Who would have thought that a rusty, broken knife could actually wear down a whetstone specially made for precious artifacts?

It's really hard!

but……

Nightingale remained turned to the side, her large, watery eyes fixed on him. Hearing his heart pounding and his breath growing increasingly hot, she paused, then suddenly asked in a low voice, "Is someone outside?"

Luo Qingfeng then spoke in a low voice: "Neither Grandma nor Aya are asleep."

nightingale:"……"

The two blushed and fell silent, neither daring to speak again.

Whether it's Grandma hearing it or that girl Aya hearing it, it would be an extreme source of shame and embarrassment.

The thought that an old man and a young boy were outside eavesdropping was a shock to them, and their desires gradually subsided.

"Go to sleep."

Nightingale whispered, her tension gradually easing.

"Um."

Luo Qingfeng turned his back, closed his eyes, and forced himself to fall asleep.

But even after a long time, I still felt no sleepiness whatsoever.

"Have they left?"

Then, the nightingale suddenly whispered again.

Luo Qingfeng was quiet for a moment, then said, "Let's go."

The nightingale didn't speak again, but moved slightly.

Luo Qingfeng had no choice but to add, "The house isn't very soundproof, and there's no protective formation. Besides, it's Nightingale's first time... I'm afraid the sound..."

Nightingale blushed and asked, "How did you know it was my first time?"

Luo Qingfeng whispered, "I saw the chastity belt under the pillow..."

"what……"

Nightingale gasped softly, hurriedly pulled the object from under her pillow, and hid it under the innermost blanket, too ashamed to utter another word.

"Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Luo Qingfeng said softly.

Nightingale hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Why are you up so early? Are you going on a date with someone?"

Luo Qingfeng said in a low voice, "If we don't get up early, Grandma and Aya will be up and blocking the courtyard. How will we have the face to go out then?"

Upon hearing this, Nightingale immediately blushed and said, "I must get up early, before dawn, so they can't see me."

Although it's like burying your head in the sand and deceiving yourself, it's still better than running into them face to face.

The two stopped talking.

After a long silence, Luo Qingfeng finally fell asleep.

After a day of cultivation, I was naturally tired. If it weren't for the fact that the space beside me was too big—too tempting—I would have fallen asleep long ago.

The nightingale, however, kept its eyes open and did not sleep all night.

Just as she heard the crowing of roosters outside and the sky gradually turned from dark to light, she was about to reach out and wake the person next to her when a sudden noise came from outside.

"Cough cough cough..."

Grandma's coughing came from inside.

Then, the sound of sword dancing came from the courtyard.

The nightingale's cheeks burned, and she dared not move again.

Luo Qingfeng didn't open his eyes groggily until the night had completely faded and the first rays of dawn appeared.

He stared blankly for a long time before remembering where he was.

He quickly turned his head to look, and a pair of watery eyes were looking at him.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Luo Qingfeng suddenly remembered the important matter and hurriedly said, "Sister Nightingale, it's time to get up. Be careful of Grandma and Aya..."

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Suddenly, the sound of a young girl practicing swordsmanship drifted from the courtyard.

Then, the sound of an old man coughing could be heard.

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

Seeing his sudden change in expression, Nightingale couldn't help but burst out laughing and immediately covered her mouth.

Luo Qingfeng asked awkwardly, "What should we do?"

Nightingale's eyes crinkled with amusement as she deliberately said, "Just go out already. What's wrong? You secretly slept with someone's sweet older sister and granddaughter last night, and now you're afraid to admit it?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "I'm willing to admit it, but I'm afraid it will embarrass you."

Nightingale laughed and said, "They're all my family, what's there for me to be embarrassed about?"

Luo Qingfeng asked, "What about last night...?"

Nightingale blushed, gave a low snort, and said, "It's because you're cowardly."

Seeing her rosy, delicate face, charming demeanor, and sweet breath, Luo Qingfeng leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I'm mainly afraid that if I make you cry, Aya will misunderstand and suddenly barge in with her sword to kill me... After all, that silly girl doesn't understand anything..."

Nightingale let out a soft moan, her face flushed red, and she playfully punched his chest with her small fists, saying shyly, "Say that again!"

As the two were fooling around, an old man's cough suddenly came from outside.

Then, the old woman's voice rang out: "Aya, come on, let's go out with Grandma to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables."

Then he added, "Let's go to the vegetable market in the north. It's a bit far, but I heard the fruits there are cheap and delicious. Let's go."

A short while later, the sound of the courtyard gate closing could be heard outside.

On the bed, the two looked at each other in bewilderment.

Is this an implication for them?

Nightingale blushed even more, and punched him a few more times with her small fists, saying, "It's all your fault! You had to provoke her. Did Grandma hear you?"

Seeing that it was getting late and remembering that he had important matters to attend to that morning, Luo Qingfeng quickly got up and said, "Aren't you going to the Demon Suppression Academy? Didn't we say that mission would start today?"

Nightingale sat up, revealing her snow-white shoulders and her pink bodice stretched high. She quickly pulled the blanket up to cover herself and said, "We're leaving this afternoon. The Ningguo Mansion will send someone to inform us. I might disguise myself as a guard to go in."

Luo Qingfeng looked serious as he dressed, saying, "You're so beautiful, I'm afraid you'll alert the enemy as soon as you go in."

Nightingale chuckled. "Now you know I'm pretty? You didn't move an inch last night."

Luo Qingfeng put on his shoes and socks and said, "I'm not kidding you. I think this mission is very dangerous. You have to go in with other people. Once inside, you can't act alone."

Nightingale nodded, her tone softening, "Yes, I'll do whatever you say."

Luo Qingfeng finished dressing and preparing to leave. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at her and said, "But don't worry, those who died were just ordinary people. That demon shouldn't dare to attack cultivators. Also, I..."

He didn't dare say it, fearing she would stop him or something else might happen.

The nightingale smiled slightly: "Are you that worried about me? Are you afraid that if I'm gone, there will be no one to sleep with you?"

Luo Qingfeng frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Remember, your own life is the most important thing. As for whether the mission can be completed, that's not important. If you encounter danger, just run, understand?"

Nightingale smiled charmingly, then rose and knelt on the bed, spreading her arms at both sides. She bowed to him, touching her forehead to the bed in a gesture of respect, then raised her head and said with a smile, "Yes, Lord Luo, I will certainly obey your orders."

When Luo Qingfeng saw her kneeling and bending over, her black hair hanging down, her buttocks becoming even rounder and more pert, and her chest revealing a glimpse of spring, her expression charming and alluring, his heart immediately warmed. He dared not stay any longer and quickly took his leave.

As he reached the courtyard, Nightingale's voice suddenly rang out from the window: "When I return from this mission, I'll rent you a courtyard. You can move out of the courtyard then, and we..."

Luo Qingfeng turned to look at her and said, "Then wouldn't I become someone's kept man?"

Nightingale chuckled and said, "Then how about you become my gigolo?"

Luo Qingfeng pretended to think about it seriously for a moment, and then said, "Yes."

Both of them burst out laughing.

Luo Qingfeng waved his hand and left quickly. After walking out of the courtyard gate, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

How many demons are there in Ningguo Mansion?

No matter how many there are, this time, he will absolutely not let the demons harm anyone around him again!

We traveled at a brisk pace.

The outer city of Wangxing City was very large. It took about half an hour to reach Ningguo Prefecture.

When we arrived at the alley behind the gate, it seemed that Uncle Chen had not yet arrived.

At this point, the other party has probably gone to the market to buy fresh vegetables again.

Luo Qingfeng took the opportunity to observe Ningguo Mansion and found that the mansion occupied a very large area. Because the walls were too high, he could only see some trees, the upturned eaves of the houses, and several pavilions.

He didn't dare go past the gate.

Given what has happened, the mansion is likely under heavy security, and any stranger who approaches could be arrested and interrogated.

He didn't want to cause trouble for Uncle Chen Shui-bian.

After waiting for a long time under a big tree not far from the alley entrance, Uncle A-bian finally came in from a distant street corner, carrying a large bag of vegetables on one shoulder.

"Ah Feng, sorry to keep you waiting! I snagged some vegetables at the market. These are all for us servants; they're cheap and fresh. The nobles in the manor have special vegetable vendors deliver them, and they're checked many times..."

As soon as Uncle Bian saw him, he started babbling on and on. Judging from his animated expression, he was clearly very satisfied and proud to be working in the Ningguo Mansion.

Luo Qingfeng quickly went over to take the bag from him and asked, "Uncle Abian, did you ask for me? Does the household need a tutor?"

Uncle Bian put the other package on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and then grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "I asked. My uncle went to ask the head steward last night. The manor does indeed need to hire a tutor, but the news hasn't been posted yet. The head steward heard that you're an acquaintance, someone he knows well, and a scholar, so he's quite at ease and wants you to come into the manor today to take a look."

"Ah Feng, let me tell you, I can't guarantee you'll get in. You'll have to rely on your own abilities. And the head steward..."

At this point, he quickly glanced around, leaned closer, and whispered, "That head steward is very strict and fierce. She's said to be a relative of the Second Madam, and she wields absolute power among the servants. She might personally test you later. I heard she's educated and quite talented, and is very popular with the Second Miss. Whether you can get the teaching position depends on her. If she's satisfied, you can go in today and immediately move into your own private courtyard. If she's not satisfied, then Uncle A-Bian can't do anything about it..."

As she spoke, she gave him a brief explanation of the rules of the mansion.

For example, where you can't go, who you can't mess with, and who you need to kneel and bow to when you see them, etc.

After saying that, he laughed and said, "Oh dear, I forgot, you are a scholar, so you only need to bow, you don't need to kneel like us."

As they were talking, a young girl dressed as a maid in a yellow dress came out of the alley. She was clearly taken aback when she saw the two of them, and then looked Luo Qingfeng up and down with curiosity before asking, "A-Bian, who is this person? Why is he lingering in our back alley?"

Uncle Bian recognized the maid and quickly bowed, his face beaming with smiles. "Miss Cui'er, this man is from my hometown. He's a scholar. The head steward said the manor is recruiting a tutor, so he asked me to bring him here today. I'm currently teaching him the rules of the manor, which is why I'm delayed here."

The maid named Cui'er stared at the handsome young man for a few moments before saying, "Since it's the head steward's order, then hurry up and go. The manor is quite busy today, so be careful that the head steward doesn't have time later."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Bian quickly agreed, then picked up two large bags of vegetables and said to those behind him, "Ah Feng, let's go!"

Luo Qingfeng bowed to the yellow-clad maid in front of him and then followed behind.

After the two entered the alley, Cui'er withdrew her gaze and a smile appeared on her face: "This young master is quite handsome, much better looking than those old gentlemen with long beards before. He's a pleasure to look at."

With that, he left with light steps.

Uncle Bian led Luo Qingfeng into the mansion through the back gate, but there were guards at the back gate. After several thorough checks and inquiries, they were finally allowed to enter.

The two first passed through a large garden.

It was late autumn, and the weather was cold, but the garden was full of flowers, in all their vibrant colors, including many rare and precious peonies, orchids, and other exotic blooms.

The pond not far away was steaming and shrouded in mist, and the water lilies were blooming exceptionally beautifully.

Seeing his curious observation, Uncle Bian couldn't help but say with a hint of pride, "Ah Feng, you don't know this, but this garden is the smallest in the mansion. The entire mansion is built above an underground hot spring, so it's spring all year round, and all kinds of famous flowers bloom in every season. The other gardens also have animals and some rare treasures, but those places are off-limits to us servants, and you can't go there either. Those are places for nobles to go..."

Luo Qingfeng secretly marveled at the luxury of this mansion.

This mansion offers a glimpse into what a distinguished figure the Duke of Ningguo must have been.

But even the mansion of such a great figure can be troubled by demons?

Logically speaking, there should be many cultivators in the mansion. Could it be that they have already searched it secretly but found nothing, so they secretly went to the Demon Suppression Academy for help?

If that's true, then the demons here are definitely much stronger than the Demon Suppression Academy guessed.

If the Demon Suppression Academy only sends its beginner-level disciples, it will probably be of no use at all.

They might even lose their lives in vain.

Thinking this way, he became increasingly worried about his mission.

If he hadn't known Uncle Bian and discovered some of the secrets within the mansion, the Demon Suppression Academy would probably have been even more careless.

I only hope that Sister Nightingale went to the courtyard today and said that the courtyard would send another expert.

Or send more people.

Thinking about this, I followed behind Uncle A-bian, wandering around, passing through gardens, corridors, and several small gardens with artificial hills and streams, before finally stopping in front of a row of houses.

Along the way, they encountered many servants and maids, all busy with their own affairs and ignoring them.

Uncle Bian said, "Feng, wait here for a while. I'll go put the vegetables in the kitchen and then have my uncle come over. I'm not qualified to see the head housekeeper, nor can I go over there. Only my uncle can take you there."

Luo Qingfeng nodded.

After Uncle Bian carried the two bags of vegetables into the kitchen, he thought to himself: If he couldn't stay later, he had to stop Sister Nightingale from coming here no matter what. At worst, he'd let her suffer some punishment and not be transferred to another hospital, but he absolutely couldn't let her come here and lose her life.

Thinking this, Uncle Bian hurriedly came out and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go call my uncle."

Not long after.

An elderly man in a blue robe with gray hair hurried over with Uncle A-bian. Upon meeting, before they could even exchange pleasantries, the old man urged, "Come on, let's hurry up. The head steward has to go out again later. If we're late, you'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Uncle A-Bian stopped and said in a low voice, "A-Feng, my uncle's surname is Sun. He is the fourth steward of the mansion. You can call him Uncle."

The old man quickly waved his hand and scolded, "In this mansion, how can a servant call someone 'Uncle'? My name is Sun Er, and Young Master Luo can call me Steward Sun. I dare not let you call me 'Uncle,' because if a nobleman hears this and is displeased, I will be in trouble. Besides, the servants in this mansion are not allowed to show favoritism, lest one party's misbehavior implicates the other."

The old man walked with small, quick steps, speaking solemnly.

Luo Qingfeng cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Steward Sun."

Sun Er nodded without saying anything more. He led him through the corridor to a house in the backyard and hurriedly whispered, "Be respectful and deferential later. Put aside your scholar's arrogance for now. The head steward has a bad temper, so don't provoke her. The servants in this mansion are all slaves; even if they were beaten or killed, no one would care. Of course, you're a scholar, so you don't need to worry about that, but you still need to be careful."

He then gave many more instructions.

After Luo Qingfeng nodded in agreement, he led him through the bluestone path in the courtyard and into the house inside.

Two maids stood at the door.

One of them said crisply, "Steward Sun, is this the Young Master Luo you mentioned? Why are you only arriving now? The head steward is about to leave."

Sun Er quickly put on a smiling face and said, "It's all the fault of that kitchen staff member, Ah Bian. He went too far to buy groceries, which is why he came back to bring this young master Luo into the mansion. I hope the head steward will forgive him."

Just then, a soft voice came from inside the room: "Come in."

Sun Er quickly lowered his head and led Luo Qingfeng up the steps into the house.

Upon entering the room, before even seeing anyone inside, he immediately bent both knees, knelt on the ground, and prostrated himself, saying, "This servant, Sun Er, greets the head steward."

A beautiful woman in a purple dress sat regally in the hall, calmly observing the young man who had entered the room.

Luo Qingfeng quickly bowed and said, "I am Luo Qingfeng, paying my respects to the head steward."

The beautiful woman slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "Why don't you kneel down?"

Sun Er, who was crawling on the ground, trembled with fear and hurriedly turned his head to whisper, "Quick, kneel down!"

Luo Qingfeng remained standing tall, his gaze fixed on the beautiful woman in the purple dress in the hall. He cupped his hands and said, "I am a scholar, and I do not kneel before officials or kings. The head steward is neither my parent nor my ancestor, so why should I kneel?"

Upon hearing this, not only was Sun Er, who was kneeling, terrified out of his wits, but the maids inside and outside the room also changed their expressions.

The beautiful woman in the purple dress immediately roared, "How dare you! Guards, drag her out, cut out her tongue, sever her tendons, and throw her into the Lotus Moon Pond to feed the fish!"

"yes!"

Two maids immediately came over, each grabbing one of Luo Qingfeng's arms.

Luo Qingfeng did not resist and remained standing tall.

Kneeling on the ground, Sun Er was terrified, his face pale and trembling, but he dared not plead for mercy, fearing that he would be implicated.

Just as the two maids escorted Luo Qingfeng to the door, the beautiful woman in the purple dress sitting upright in the hall suddenly said in a cold voice, "If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, this steward may spare your life!"

Luo Qingfeng retorted magnanimously, "I would rather die standing than live on my knees!"

The vast Ningguo Prefecture sought teachers who naturally taught the children of noble families. Teaching is important, but nurturing is equally essential.

If even the schoolteacher is a spineless and incompetent person, how can the nobles in the household feel at ease letting him teach?

Moreover, he was a scholar, and the other party would never dare to kill him so easily.

Therefore, he was certain that the other party was either deliberately intimidating him or testing him.

"Drag him out!"

The beautiful woman in the purple dress was furious upon hearing this.

The two maids immediately escorted Luo Qingfeng out and stopped him in the courtyard.

One maidservant pulled out a sharp knife, while another grabbed him by the back of the neck, saying, "Will you stick out your tongue yourself so we sisters can cut it off, or will we break your teeth ourselves and pull it out?"

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the two maids and said, "The two young ladies are so beautiful and charming, they can't do such bloody things, it will dirty their hands."

He spoke with utmost seriousness and sincerity.

The two maids, who had only meant to scare him, couldn't help but laugh when they heard his words. Their lips twitched slightly, and they immediately feigned a fierce expression, saying, "Stop talking nonsense! You've already lost your tongue, and you still dare to spout nonsense! Quick, stick your tongue out!"

Luo Qingfeng thought for a moment, then said to the maid who was about to pull out his tongue, "When I open my mouth later, please remember to pull gently and leave a piece inside. If you cut it all off, when I'm thrown into the Lotus Moon Pond, the fish will all say that this person doesn't even have a tongue and must be a fake person. We should ignore him and let him continue to float... If that happens, won't I just stink in the pond forever? Not only will I poison the fish, but I'll also pollute the Lotus Moon Pond. If the nobles see this, it will be very bad."

Upon hearing this, the two maids could no longer contain themselves and burst into laughter, dropping the sharp knives from their hands.

The maids in the corridor and inside the room also covered their mouths to stifle their laughter.

Sun Er, who was crawling on the ground, was both shocked and full of admiration. This young master was too audacious! Even at this time, he still had the leisure to flirt with the maid who was going to cut out his tongue. This guy was going to fly to the sky!

The beautiful woman in the purple dress sitting in the hall twitched her brow and said coldly, "Glib-tongued, slippery-tongued, and utterly disrespectful! This is no schoolteacher; he's clearly a lecherous scoundrel! Ah Lu and Ah Lan, tie them up and throw them out of the mansion! Don't leave them here to pollute our eyes!"

Luo Qingfeng thought to himself: It seems I overdid it.

He hurriedly said loudly, "Wait! Head Steward, when hiring a tutor for the household, we naturally need one who is talented and eloquent. If we hire a dull-witted tutor who can't even speak properly and is timid and hesitant, how can he teach those noble children?"

The woman in the purple dress snorted coldly and said, "If you were to teach, those little nobles would probably all be out of control! Teaching should be done properly. With your glib tongue, wouldn't those little nobles follow suit and become just as unreliable as you?"

Luo Qingfeng cupped his hands and said, "The steward is mistaken. Teaching is not as simple as it seems. If it were, the classroom would be dull and boring, students would not like to learn, and teachers would only focus on teaching, wasting a year without any results."

Upon hearing this, the maids all showed expressions of surprise.

The young man was right. The school had already dismissed several teachers. They all seemed to be well-read, but after a long time of classes, those young nobles made no progress and couldn't even memorize a single article. The ladies were so angry that they wanted to break the teachers' legs.

The woman in the purple dress's eyes flashed, and after a pause, she asked coldly, "In your opinion, how should one teach?"

Luo Qingfeng went straight into the house and began to speak eloquently.

The two maids followed behind him in a daze, without stopping him.

"Naturally, we should teach according to the student's aptitude and individual needs..."

"Everyone has a different personality and interests. If we teach them all in a rigid and conventional way, we'll only succeed by sheer luck with a few. As for the other students, it will not only waste our energy but also their precious childhood time. It might even cause them to develop a dislike for learning and a rebellious attitude, which would be terrible, and it would be too late to regret it then..."

"For example, we can first find out each student's preferences. Most children like to listen to interesting stories, so we can start with stories to attract their attention, and then we can interweave the knowledge we need to teach into the stories. They will naturally listen with great interest, and they won't forget it afterward..."

"For example, take this sentence: 'To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools…' Most teachers just recite it once, nodding their heads, and then have their students memorize it. The students don't understand its meaning, and even if the teacher explains it, they can only memorize it by rote. These are children, which is quite difficult. We can actually turn this sentence into a few short stories, for example, a woodcutter takes a dancing and singing monkey to the forest to chop wood…"

As he spoke, he went inside and continued his eloquent and vivid storytelling.

Everyone in the room listened intently, completely silent.

Even the beautiful woman in the purple dress unconsciously sat up straight, held her breath, and stared at him intently.

Sun Er lay prostrate on the ground, tilting his head to secretly watch the figure beside him who was talking confidently and without fear. He thought to himself: This young master... he's probably really going to take to the heavens!

at the same time.

In the back room, separated from this room by only one wall, a girl in a wheelchair was listening attentively and nodding slightly.

A look of surprise gradually appeared on her slightly pale face.

At this time.

Nightingale followed the group out of the Demon Suppression Academy.

There were seven people in total, four men and three women.

In addition to the cultivators in the beginner team, there were also two cultivators in the advanced team.

As they discussed the case, they walked towards Ningguo Mansion. Judging from the smiles on their faces, they clearly didn't take the case seriously.

Only the nightingale frowned slightly, looking preoccupied.

While walking on the street.

She would occasionally glance at the houses in the alleyways, secretly thinking about other things.

"Hopefully the mission can be completed quickly..."