The boy's facial features were very delicate, with deep eye sockets that made his features more three-dimensional. His face was pale, giving him a sense of frail beauty.
The boy's eyes were wet, like a young animal struggling for life, with the words "want to live" written all over them.
"Save...me..." His voice was weak.
"You are saved. Don't say anything. The doctor will be here soon." Tang Li said.
"You saved me..."
His hand was still tightly clenched, and his eyes were fixed on Tangli, as if he wanted to remember her face.
Later, he couldn't hold on any longer and fainted again.
Not long after, Shopkeeper Hua came with a doctor.
After examining the wound, the doctor re-bandaged it, prescribed some medicine, and left.
Shopkeeper Hua was busy running around, so Tang Li didn't need to worry about anything. Tang Li and Wei Qing went to the next room together.
Tangli had been traveling all day and was really tired. He took a shower and lay down on the bed.
After a while, Wei Qing also came. He was damp, but the man was strong and the heat from his body quickly dispelled the dampness. He held Tang Li in his arms, and Tang Li felt warm.
"Go to sleep." Wei Qing kissed her forehead and said softly.
Tangli found a comfortable position in his arms and fell asleep.
The next day, Tangli got up early in the morning because he was thinking about something.
Next door, the young man was still unconscious, and Shopkeeper Hua was already taking care of him in the room.
She moisturized his lips, checked to see if he had a fever, and tucked in the quilt for him. She was very considerate.
Originally, Zhang Qian was going to share a room with the young man, but Shopkeeper Hua was afraid that he would disturb the young man while he was recovering from his injuries, so he squeezed out another room for him. So, the young man slept alone in this room.
When Tang Li met Shopkeeper Hua for the first time, she felt that Shopkeeper Hua liked Bai Muyang very much. Unfortunately, the flower has feelings but the water is merciless, so she felt a little regretful.
Now it seems that what Shopkeeper Hua likes is her brother's face, right?
Tang Li had something to do, so he stood at the door for a while and then went downstairs with Wei Qing.
Outside the inn, there is a stable where Zhang Qian is feeding the horses.
Wei Qing rented a carriage and charged for it by the day, so Zhang Qian followed them these days and was available at their beck and call.
"Zhang Qian, harness the horses, we are about to set off." Wei Qing shouted in a hoarse voice.
"Okay, Brother Wei!" Zhang Qian responded.
Outside the inn is a busy street. It's still early, but there are already people coming and going.
Several small vendors had set up stalls, many of them husband-and-wife businesses, one of which even had a child, four or five years old, helping to set up the tables and chairs.
Tangli couldn't help but think of Sanbao. At this time, Sanbao was probably still sleeping in.
Just a little lazy guy.
A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The smile faded when he thought of another thing.
Because the peaceful and prosperous life of the people before us will eventually be shattered by the Huns' swords, and rivers of blood will flow.
These are living people who will eventually die under the ruthless machete.
Tang Li looked at it and felt his heart aching and very uncomfortable.
"young married woman."
Wei Qing called out, and Tang Li came back to his senses.
"Husband."
"Eat breakfast."
Wei Qing handed her an oil-paper bag. Tang Li took it and smelled a fragrance.
After breakfast, the two of them got down to business and set out to find Bai Muyang.
They looked for it according to Uncle Fu's address. Zhang Qian was not familiar with Qinzhou City, so he asked while looking.
As a result, the carriage went further and further off the track.
Tang Li sat in the carriage, watching the outside world become more and more desolate. She wondered if she had been given the wrong directions when asking for them. If not, what was her brother doing in this suburb?
After walking for a while, there was no more room for the carriage, so Wei Qing and Tang Li had to get off the carriage.
The two men asked Zhang Qian to wait there while they continued to move forward.
The road ahead was difficult to walk on, with some deep and some shallow. Tang Li's legs were not as long as Wei Qing's, so it was difficult for him to walk.
Wei Qing walked in front of Tang Li and half bent down: "Wife, come up."
Wei Qing's back was broad and strong, so Tang Li didn't hesitate and lay on top of him, hugging his neck.
Wei Qing weighed her and found that his wife was still very light. It was as if he was not carrying her at all. It seemed that she needed to gain some weight.
Wei Qing walked briskly among the mountains and fields.
As we walked, a group of adobe houses suddenly appeared in front of us.
"There is a village here." Tang Li said in surprise.
After saying that, I felt something was wrong.
"It's not a village." Wei Qing said.
"Yes, the village would not be built so neatly, as if it was built in a unified manner." Tang Li said.
"And they were built not long ago. These houses are no more than one year old." Wei Qing said.
While the two were talking, the door of the nearest adobe house opened and a man in linen clothes and trousers walked out.
"Brother, do you know Zhangjiapo?" Wei Qing asked.
The man said, "That's it."
Wei Qing and Tang Li looked at each other and realized that this was Zhangjiapo.
"Is Bai Muyang here?" Tang Li asked.
"Master Bai? Who are you?"
"I am Bai Muyang's sister, and I'm here to see him." Tang Li said.
"Master Bai's sister?" The man looked at Tang Li with a more enthusiastic attitude, "I'll take you to find Master Bai."
Tang Li was still being carried by Wei Qing. Someone was watching, so Tang Li felt embarrassed and patted Wei Qing on the back.
Wei Qing put the person down, wrapped his big hand around hers, and followed.
Tangli took the initiative to chat with the person who led the way.
"We originally lived in the mountains over there. We had no good farmland and relied entirely on hunting for a living. When winter came, there was nothing to eat, and many of us had to gnaw on tree roots to survive. Life was very hard, and many people could not survive the winter. When Mr. Bai came, he gave us work to do." The person who led the way was very grateful to Bai Muyang.
"What is my brother going to do?" Tang Li asked.
I ran to this remote place and didn't know what to do.
The man hesitated for a moment. The village chief had instructed not to say too much to strangers. Even though the person before him was Mr. Bai's sister, he still obeyed the village chief's instructions and shook his head. "I can't explain it clearly. You should ask Mr. Bai about this matter."
Tangli was even more curious about what her brother was doing here.
Why are you still so mysterious?
After the three of them walked for a while, they met Bai Muyang.
Looking at Bai Muyang, Tang Li didn't dare to recognize him at all.
In Tangli's impression, her brother was always a gentle and elegant gentleman, rarely this rough, wearing a gray shirt, long pants with the legs rolled up, and his body was covered in mud. However, under the mud, he still had that gentle and handsome face.
"Brother." Tangli called out.
Bai Muyang was also surprised when he saw Tangli.
He wiped the dirt off his face and said, "Tangtang, why are you here?"
Tang Li couldn't tell anyone about her dream, so she smiled and said, "Brother, I missed you. I happened to be in Qinzhou City, so I came to see you."
Running to this remote place to see him? Bai Muyang found it a little puzzling, but it was still worth being happy to see his sister's bright little face.
"Let's go to where I live."
So, the group walked back.
"Brother, where did you go just now?" Tang Li asked.
"There's iron ore on top." Bai Muyang said.
iron ore……
There was a furnace being built where there was just a group of adobe houses. It must be the place for iron smelting!
"Brother, do you want to smelt iron?" Tang Li asked.
Bai Muyang nodded.
Tangli's eyes widened in surprise.
In many dynasties, iron smelting was the responsibility of the imperial court, as salt and iron production were crucial to the nation's destiny. However, in the Zhou Dynasty, although merchants could smelt iron, it was controlled by a few powerful families with official connections.
Her brother actually hooked up with her?!
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