After drinking it, Madam Xie felt a familiar taste: "Thank you, Madam, but the taste of this medicine... it tastes a bit like vegetables."
Song Yuxi smiled and said, "It's garlic. Garlic was added to it."
"No wonder, sir and madam. It's getting late, so I won't keep you from resting any longer."
Nangong Huiyu carried a bag of millet to her, but Lu Tu stopped her, took a handful from it and handed it over, which Xie Shi covered with her clothes.
"Eat for now, and go see Liu Yang every day."
"Thank you, sir."
After Xie Shi left with Xie Sisi, Nangong Huiyu asked curiously, "Husband, didn't you feel sorry for them and their daughter when you brought them back? Why didn't you give them more food?"
Lu Tu explained, "Although you used to follow your master around to spread the teachings, Xiao Yu, your starting point is still too high. You don't understand the nature of people at the bottom. The Xie mother and daughter were just taken away by me, and I don't know how many people are envious of them."
"If I give them more food now than they can eat, it will only make them more hated. A three-year-old child carrying a gold brick in the middle of the city will be seen as a devil. Remember this: never test human nature."
Nangong Huiyu was shocked upon hearing this. Although she had not read thousands of books, she had traveled thousands of miles with her master. She suddenly remembered that her master had once said something similar to her, and her admiration for Lü Tu grew even stronger.
"My lord, you are not only proficient in music, but also understand many profound principles. I will remember them."
Lu Tu smiled and pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her pert nose with his hand, and asked with a laugh, "How did you know I was a master of music?"
"My sister told me that you sang a song for her that was really beautiful. Could you sing it for Xiaoyu again?"
Song Yuxi, standing beside her, showed no jealousy whatsoever; her eyes were full of smiles, as if she had completely accepted Nangong Huiyu as her younger sister. "Sing one, my love, I want to hear it too. I didn't quite catch it at the market the other day."
Lu Tu smiled and shook his head, refusing: "I can't sing for you."
"Why?" Nangong Huiyu was getting anxious. After witnessing Lü Tu's outstanding skills, she became even more eager to know how well he could sing. After all these years of traveling around the country, she could count the number of people who were both literate and skilled in martial arts on one hand, and none of them were as handsome as Lü Tu.
Lu Tu kissed her on the cheek and said with a smile, "Because that was a piece I composed for Yu Xi. If you want to hear it, I will compose a piece just for you, one that belongs only to you!"
Upon hearing these words, Nangong Huiyu's heart, which had been feeling a little sore, instantly melted.
Hearing the sweet words, she shyly buried her head in Lu Tu's arms: "My husband is so naughty, always teasing me." At this moment, where was there even a trace of the aloof demeanor of the White Lotus Sect's holy maiden?
Lu Tu was not good at music. He had only listened to popular songs for a while in his previous life. Moreover, the popular songs he knew were all outdated even in his previous life. But fortunately, those old songs were more straightforward and more suitable for singing in the present era.
"I want to hold your hand like this and never let go. Can love be simple and without hurt? You lean on my shoulder, you fall asleep on my chest. I love you and you love me in this kind of life."
After the song ended, Nangong Huiyu was stunned. She was amazed by the simple melody sung by Lü Tu!
Especially the line in the lyrics, "You lean on my shoulder, you fall asleep on my chest," isn't that exactly what they are doing right now?
A surge of warmth welled up in her heart, and Nangong Huiyu was overjoyed, letting out a soft moan: "Husband! Xiaoyu loves you!"
Countless tender feelings transformed into joyful tears, streaming down their faces.
The overwhelming love was like a thread, causing Nangong Huiyu to unconsciously wrap this thread of love around Lü Tu's neck, tightening around him, wishing she could completely melt herself into Lü Tu's bones.
Nangong Huiyu's performance was even more intense than Lu Tu had imagined. She was originally a fierce and passionate woman, much more so than Song Yuxi's tranquil nature.
Ignoring Song Yuxi's presence and the fact that it was still early, she took the initiative to cup Lü Tu's face, slowly tracing his cheek with her fingertips, and then kissed him on the lips.
After a long while, their lips parted, and Nangong Huiyu smiled and reached out to take Song Yuxi's hand: "Sister, come too."
Song Yuxi was also surprised by Lü Tu's musical talent. She was just savoring the piece when she found the two of them kissing. Even though she had completely accepted Nangong Huiyu, she still felt a little bittersweet.
But now Nangong Huiyu pulled her over, and the two sat on Lu Tu's laps. The three of them embraced passionately. Although they did not take any further action, their hearts were more in sync at this moment.
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In the following days, Lü Tu mainly focused on recuperating from his injuries. He didn't even bring his sword or bow with him, and just wandered around the village inspecting and giving instructions.
The refugees helped each other and built about 100 simple wooden huts around the training ground. Although they were simple, at least they had shelter and no longer had to sleep in the open.
Wuchuan has no shortage of coal and iron ore. Although the iron ore is controlled by Wuchuan Prefecture and cannot be mined, there are plenty of coal mines.
About 20 miles from Songshan Village, there is a government-run coal mine. Although you need to exchange money or goods for it, the prices are fair.
Lu Tu was extremely envious; if he could get his hands on this coal mine, he would be incredibly happy.
Coal mines have always been an extremely important resource, regardless of the era. Steel smelting technology also requires a large amount of coal to raise the temperature and increase the strength of the steel.
Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu also spent their first New Year's Eve with Lü Tu. On that day, Lü Tu generously asked Liu Yang to buy white flour and distribute it to everyone, including refugees and military slaves, so that everyone could happily eat dumplings.
Although it was just vegetarian dumplings with sauerkraut filling, it brought tears to the eyes of the military slaves and refugees. They never imagined that they could not even have a hot dumpling in big cities like Longcheng and Wuchuan.
Here, Lü Tu actually gave them dumplings to eat, and everyone happily celebrated the New Year.
On the day of Lichun (the beginning of spring), Lü Tu's abdominal injury had almost healed. The rest he had been taking these past few days had made him quite bored. Moreover, the Wuhuan people had not attacked for a long time, which made Lü Tu somewhat suspicious. Could it be that the news had been leaked?
"Be prepared for danger in times of peace"—this was a saying his instructor had taught him in his previous life, and he had always kept it in mind. In recent days, he not only made sure his soldiers strictly carried out their training tasks, but also arranged for a few clever people to measure the terrain within a 30-mile radius to draw up a simple map.
On this day, Lu Tu was preparing to go home for dinner when he suddenly noticed that among the army slaves returning from hunting, one of them was holding a familiar object.
Even Lu Tu, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Holy crap, sweet potato?"
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