Shulan's shout of "Who is it?" startled everyone.
They all watched her gaze warily. Uncle Rong, who had been smiling, suddenly had a fierce glint in his eyes. He was about to ask who was so blind as to follow them when...
But then a tall figure appeared: "It's me."
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then immediately showed their delight: "Young Master, you've come."
It was He Fengmian: "Hmm."
He happened to be passing by Zhongcheng Street when he heard about the situation.
After finishing his work, he didn't rush back to the camp. Instead, he stood in the shadows, watching her skillfully handle everything in the clinic, recalling the report he had given on the fifth day of the lunar month.
They still couldn't find that master, and there wasn't even a trace of the young woman's contact with him.
He thought that if they couldn't find anything even on the fifth day of the lunar new year, the only possibility was that the person was lying.
But if she's lying, where did this little woman get all these skills from?
—Unless it's someone else.
However, after checking on the fifth day, the only thing that could be confirmed was that this was indeed the unfavored eldest daughter of the Xie family.
He Fengmian stood there, watching everything with a cryptic expression, watching them leave, and secretly escorting them all the way.
Even knowing that, after his deliberate propaganda over that period, there couldn't possibly be anyone in the city who wouldn't be oblivious.
Seeing that it was a bearded man, Shulan breathed a sigh of relief.
She used to think she was pretty tough and that beating up a few thugs would be no problem.
But after seeing the bearded man's skills, she realized that what she did was just for physical fitness and nothing special.
However, looking at the bearded man standing there, he figured that the man was probably worried about them and was therefore secretly protecting them.
That's true, it's normal to be worried since the whole family is out here. But it also happens that she needs to talk to him about something.
He asked, "General, do you have time tonight?"
She didn't think much when she asked the question; she just noticed that everyone was looking at her, especially Uncle Rong's delighted expression.
Realizing they had misunderstood, he quickly explained, "I have something to discuss with the General."
Uncle Rong was even happier: "I know, I know."
Shulan: "..."
I don't think you know that.
She was too lazy to explain, and the group happily returned to the mansion. The two of them went to the study.
Seeing that Uncle Rong was about to bring over some snacks, He Fengmian said, "Uncle Rong, there's no need to bring them. You've all had a long day, so please get some rest."
Uncle Rong watched the second young master turn and leave, then walked happily toward his residence, muttering with great satisfaction, "As expected, marriage makes all the difference. It seems Miss Sun will be here soon."
Thinking of Miss Sun, Uncle Rong felt a bit lighter in his old arms and legs, completely unaware that He Fengmian paused for a moment.
He stopped and finally turned around to speak: "Uncle Rong."
"Hey!" Uncle Rong asked with a smile, "What instructions does the young master have?"
A hint of unease flashed across He Fengmian's cold, handsome face as he asked, "What Miss Sun?"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Rong's face crinkled with laughter: "Hehe, the young mistress said she likes young girls and wants to have a granddaughter with the young master."
He Fengmian: "..."
Under the moonlight, Uncle Rong naturally couldn't see his embarrassed expression, and only said, "Young Master, don't let Young Madam down, you must work hard."
He Fengmian: "..."
For the first time, I felt like I was fleeing in panic.
Shulan went to get the charcoal pencils from last time. As soon as she arrived at the study, she saw the bearded man hurrying by and asked with concern, "General, is there something urgent?"
He Fengmian froze for a moment, but thankfully his voice remained emotionless as he said, "It's nothing."
Pushing open the door to the study, Shu Lanzhong followed him in: "General, I've recently thought of a weapon that's quite suitable for the battlefield."
Hearing that it was suitable for the battlefield, He Fengmian also became interested.
Shulan lit a candle and found some paper to start drawing.
Since the two were already familiar with each other, she explained as she drew: "This kind of ring-pommel sword has a straight back and a straight blade. The back of the blade is relatively thick, and the handle is a flat, round ring shape. It is about one meter long... Look, it is like this. It is suitable for thrusting and slashing in mounted combat. If we can also use spears, we can use both spears and short swords together, thrusting from afar and slashing up close, which will be twice as effective."
The image she described appeared in He Fengmian's mind, and he nodded: "Yes."
Shulan's painting skills were getting better and better, and she was also much faster than before. She was no longer as reserved as before when she was with the bearded man, and even asked, "Have you discussed the matter of going to present it?"
"Yes, my eldest brother will be setting off in a few days." Thinking of how much she loved her nephew, she couldn't help but explain further: "Grandfather's birthday is next month, and he happens to miss Xiaobao too."
Shulan paused, then said, "Should I give the old man a gift?"
They are husband and wife in name only, and besides, given that Mr. He has spent his life on the battlefield, it's not unreasonable for him to give him a gift.
He Fengmian said, "I will send it in the name of my husband and me. Of course, if you send it alone, Grandfather will be very happy."
Shulan nodded: "Okay, let me think about what gift to give the old man."
Just as she was drawing the knife, a good idea suddenly came to her mind. She said with a little excitement, "Old Master He has spent his life on the battlefield and must like weapons very much. I think this crossbow would be suitable for him. I just don't know if it can be made. Maybe we'll need the General's help."
She thought of the world's smallest hand crossbow.
This crossbow is only about 30 centimeters long and 20 centimeters wide, but it has a range of 15 meters.
Things like this don't require much effort, making them perfect for the elderly.
After He Fengmian heard what she said, his eyes lit up even more. Not to mention his grandfather, even he was very much looking forward to it.
He said, "Draw it out, and I'll have the craftsmen take a look and see if they can make it."
"Okay." Shulan started drawing and didn't finish until almost midnight.
Rubbing his aching neck, he said, "Is this clear?"
He Fengmian nodded: "Okay, I'll tell you tomorrow whether it's possible to make it."
"good."
After a long day and into the night, Shulan was really exhausted.
He unconsciously yawned: "General, I'll go and rest now."
He Fengmian hummed in agreement, looked at her, and suddenly said, "Thank you."
Shulan looked at him and said with a smile, "You're welcome."
A mutually beneficial arrangement.
She's not the kind of person who doesn't understand anything.
The reason Wang Yaozhi was willing to acknowledge her as his junior sister and help her so much was only because of the He brothers.
If it weren't for Big Beard's help, she wouldn't have been able to gain a foothold in this city so quickly.
She didn't know how others were, but not only herself, but all the people of the border town knew how good the He brothers were.
So she's happy to help people like that.
She smiled and said to the bearded man in front of her, "General, have a good dream."
He Fengmian felt a pang in his heart, and said in a dry, hoarse voice, "Have a good dream."
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