Young man, please stay

Chapter 20 Valet
  The next day.

Snapped--!
  "Last time I wrote that the female teacher Bai Jie went all the way west to the entrance of the village and came to the house of the concierge, Uncle Qin..."

The old storyteller in Jianping County has been very diligent recently. Qin Lang heard his voice from afar while walking on the main street.

Ever since Qin Lang wrote several books for him, the tea stall was almost full every day.

"...But when he saw the white-faced bag spread out, Uncle Qin's eyes suddenly glowed green... He knew what would happen next, and he will explain it next time!"

The story was getting to its exciting point, and just as the people at the table below were hearing it and their eyes flashed green, the old man gave a start and started to take a rest, which immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the crowd.

"Alas--!"

"Old man, can you do it?"

"Stop here? Are you a human being?"

"That's it! I even took off my pants!"

"Eh? Brat! Why are you here too!?"

"Dad...Dad? Didn't you tell your mother to hoe the fields..."

……

But for some unknown reason, everyone in the audience cheered and booed, but the coins were thrown into the bamboo basket more diligently. After a while, the copper coins in the basket turned yellow.

This seemingly abnormal situation is actually due to the "little tricks" Qin Lang gave the old man in doing business.

……

"Hey, old gentleman."

"Hey, the young hero is here."

"I said, can you stop saying this in broad daylight? Didn't I also write you a book called "The Legend of the Dragon Heroes"? Can't you say it?"

"Harm! That one is pretty good, but it can't compare to the other ones..."

"..."

"I'm just saying something that everyone would like to hear."

The storyteller looked around and winked at Qin Lang in a low voice:
  "Don't worry, young hero, those tricks you taught me...the tricks..."

"Routine."

"Yes! I have memorized those routines. You have also seen it. In broad daylight, I just say it to the point. It does not hinder elegance, it does not hinder elegance! Hahaha..."

Well, it seems that the storyteller himself knows this.

Qin Lang stopped meddling in other people's business.

He just helps people write a few books, which is not a big deal. It won't happen like "I lit a fire, but I can't control it".

"Okay, I'm going to go shopping elsewhere."

"Okay! Young hero, walk slowly."

……

The small county town to the west of Dazhou does not have the small bridges and flowing water of the Yangtze and Huaizhou states in the south of the Yangtze River, but its quaint and characteristic features also have a unique atmosphere of human beings.

Qin Lang was walking on the street, considering the ingredients for today's lunch. Although it had been many days since he killed Xue Gui, he could still occasionally hear passers-by whispering about him.

……

"Eh? Mom, look, it's Shaoxia Qin that you think about day and night."

"Shhh! Don't let your dad hear this..."

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you let dad dress up as Qin Shaoxia last night?"

"Oh, his old loach... let's not mention it... the key point is, do you know his true identity? Your mother, I still want to live a few more years!"

……

Qin Lang's face darkened when he heard the conversation between a mother and daughter not far away.

outrageous...

What is my true identity?

Qin Lang won't change his name when he's sitting down, and he won't change his surname when he's standing up. If it's not about his status, he's [Young Hero].

What other identity could there be?
  Qin Lang was confused. Could it be that there were some rumors about him recently? Let yourself be criticized?

"Master Qin! Please stay!"

"?" The milk pot is really not open, and the pacifier is lifted.

Qin Lang was just thinking about his "true identity" when a respectful voice came from behind him, calling himself "Master Qin".

Looking back, Qin Lang frowned:

"Master? Is it you again?"

"Uh…"

The master looked slightly embarrassed:

"Mr. Qin, we haven't seen each other for more than half a month, how can we say it again... Oh! Is it because I am stupid and have something to offend you? Please tell me clearly! Sir Haihan!"

"Stop, stop..."

Good guy, this combination of hand-off and bowing made Qin Lang really confused.

Half a month ago, the master came to tell me about the silver reward for the arrest warrant. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

Why is it that now, he is so respectful and respectful as if a ninth-grade sesame official meets a first-grade official in the capital?

Combined with the "true identity" that the bitch said just now, Qin Lang's thoughts changed and he was sure that there must be some strange rumors spreading in the city.

"Master, let me ask you something."

"Master Qin, the younger one is also looking for you!"

"Find me?"

"Yeah…"

With a smile on his face, the master took out a piece of paper covered with words and red seals from the sleeves of his robe, and handed it to Qin Lang with both hands:
  "This is...the reward for the arrest warrant! One hundred taels! Please accept it!"

"One hundred taels... silver reward..."

This was a surprise, but Qin Lang didn't rush to take it. He narrowed his eyes and asked clearly:

"Didn't you say it would only come down in a month?"

"It's about a month! A month at most! The Qingzhou Prefecture is working hard, and it will be here today."

"Why did the fifty taels become a hundred taels?"

"This... is the temporary reward given by Mr. Zhou Ning, the governor of Qingzhou. After all, the Blood Knife Sect was once one of the twelve sects. Mr. Qin, the young hero, killed Xue Gui, and he would not be rewarded with more than a few hundred taels. Passed..."

"..."

No matter how nice the words are, Qin Lang also knows that it is flattery. It goes in the left ear and out the right ear. The key is to care more about his "true identity".

"Master, you used to call me Mr. Qin, but now you call me Mr. Qin... Can you explain?"

"Hahaha... well... haha..."

The master looked embarrassed, thinking that Qin Lang was trying to find fault with him. A few drops of sweat broke out on his forehead for a while. After wiping it, he looked around again and then continued in a low voice:
  "Before... our county made an oversight. We didn't know that Mr. Qin was the princess's bodyguard, and he came with the princess for a private visit incognito, so we couldn't entertain him well..."

"..."

So that’s what happened…

When Qin Lang went to clear out the Blood Knife Sect, Su Yinping was really worried, so he went to the county government office to send a letter to Qingzhou Prefecture, asking the state government to quickly send troops to destroy the Blood Knife Sect.

Su Yinping had already told Qin Lang about this matter a few days ago.

But what Qin Lang didn't know was that in order to avoid suspicion, Su Yinping had already described Qin Lang as his personal bodyguard just like Gu Jin!

In this way, it became reasonable for Su Yinping and Qin Lang to live together in Qingniugang, and no one would disturb them.

Qin Lang himself was so used to it these days that he didn't even realize this.

After Qin Lang's status as the "Princess's Personal Attendant" spread, on the one hand, imperial staff such as Master naturally could no longer treat him the same way they treated people in the world, so his attitude became a bit flattering like it is now. .

On the other hand, just like the mother and daughter just now, when they heard that Qin Lang was the princess's personal valet, they "understood everything" and basically treated Qin Lang as half of the princess's male favorite. .

Let me ask you, no matter how hungry a woman is, how can she dare to compete with the emperor’s sister for a man?

Hence the seemingly outrageous conversation just now.

……

"Valet..."

However, Su Yinping's handling of his identity is reasonable.

At least Qin Lang himself couldn't think of a better identity.

(End of this chapter)