The two of them left Yao's tent and went straight to where Feng Yuheng lived. She asked Wang Chuan anxiously, "Where did the fire in the academy start?"
Wangchuan said, "It was in the kitchen. We have found out that the cook was lazy and burned the pot dry, which caused the fire. But at that time, a few children said they wanted to learn how to light the fire and make the soup to thank the teacher by themselves. The young master was also there."
Feng Yuheng was already worried, and when she heard that Zirui was also inside, the glimmer of hope she had was completely shattered. Yunlu Academy caught fire, and Zirui happened to be in the center of the fire, so how could it be a fluke?
"Is anyone okay?" she asked Wangchuan, "When did the news come back?"
Wang Chuan said, "The news just came, it was delivered by carrier pigeon. The young master is fine. There are many guards in every place of the academy. When the fire started, those guards rushed out with the children in their arms."
She was slightly relieved. It seemed that the other party was just giving her a warning. But this was the first time, and there was no guarantee that a second accident would happen soon. After the incident with the Yao family, Feng Yuheng had been considering whether to send someone to Xiaozhou to protect Zirui, but she felt that Zirui lived in the academy, and sending someone there would be disrespectful to the academy. But now it seems that respect is a small matter, and Zirui's life safety has been threatened.
She looked up and shouted softly into the air: "Banzou."
A figure flashed in front of her, and Ban Zou appeared. Before she could say anything, he immediately asked, "Do you want me to go to Xiaozhou?"
Feng Yuheng nodded, "Only you can go. If the open way doesn't work, we have to use the covert way. Ban goes. I don't feel at ease if someone else takes over. Anyway, I'm in the camp now, so I don't need any protection at all."
"Can you stay in the camp forever?" Ban Zou looked at her coldly.
She said helplessly, "You can't stay in Xiaozhou forever. This time, you can bring another secret guard with you, but remember not to use His Royal Highness Prince Yu's men. Now is the critical moment of steelmaking, and you must not let this matter distract His Royal Highness."
Ban Zou thought for a moment and said, "Then let's take the person sent by His Highness the Seventh Prince. How long do you want me to take care of him?"
Feng Yuheng said, "One month. One month after arriving at Yunlu Academy. After settling down there, you will come back. From now on, the secret guard will be left to Zirui. You must make it clear to him."
Ban Zou nodded, "Don't worry about that. Since His Majesty the Seventh Prince has sent the secret guards here, there is no plan to take them back. They are all your people. They will protect whoever you want them to protect." Having said this, he paused and said, "Actually, I am the same. If you really send me to Xiaozhou and never come back, I will do it." After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Feng Yuheng to speak, and disappeared into the air again, leaving only one sentence: "Take care of yourself, I will leave tonight."
Wang Chuan looked in a certain direction for a while, then suddenly said, "Miss, you should consider changing your secret guard."
"Hmm?" Feng Yuheng was so absorbed in thinking about what was happening in Xiaozhou that he didn't pay attention to Wang Chuan's words. He asked, "What did you say?"
Wang Chuan shook his head and said, "Nothing, I just said that this group of people are getting more and more unreasonable. How can a master give orders and allow a servant to bargain?"
Feng Yuheng didn't mind this, she just said: "I never treated you as slaves, follow me, you are brothers and sisters, family, talk casually and feel comfortable." She didn't intend to dwell on this matter, and reminded Wang Chuan again: "Remember, don't tell His Highness about what happened in Xiaozhou, he will be distracted if he knows, maybe he will even urge me to go over and take a look. Steelmaking is the serious matter right now, we can't delay for a moment, understand?"
Wang Chuan nodded, "I understand." After thinking about it, she said, "I want to... go with you."
"You want to go too?" Feng Yuheng was a little surprised. Thinking about it, Wang Chuan had been the one who went to Xiaozhou several times before. It would be best if she could go this time. Moreover, Wang Chuan had a lot of contact with Zi Rui, and he was probably worried after hearing that something happened there. She didn't think much about it and agreed at the time, "Okay, go ahead, and be careful on the road."
"Yes." Wang Chuan agreed, and then reminded her, "Miss, you are safe in the camp, but steelmaking is too hard, so you should take care of yourself."
"I know, don't worry." As they were talking, the two of them had already walked to the front of the tent. The water for bathing was ready, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, a gust of water vapor hit them in the face.
But she had no mind to bathe. Although she sat in the wooden tub, she kept thinking about the fire in Yunlu Academy. Who could it be? Xuan Tianye? Or Qian Zhou?
right!
The man who was originally leaning on the edge of the barrel with his eyes squinted suddenly opened his eyes and counted the days with his fingers. He thought that the people of Qianzhou were probably already on their way to Dashun. Although Xiaozhou was not the only way from the northern border to the capital, it was not too far away. If a vanguard took a detour to Xiaozhou, it was not impossible.
There is no other way now. We can't take Zirui to the military camp. After all, the child still has to go to school. We can only hope that no more accidents happen before Ban and the others arrive in Xiaozhou.
She said she was coming back to rest, but after hearing such news, Feng Yuheng couldn't sleep well. She kept dreaming, sometimes about Zirui, sometimes about Yao, and sometimes she blamed herself deeply in her dreams.
Finally, he couldn't sleep anymore and simply sat up, but he was still thinking, if he was more tolerant towards the enemy, would Yao and Zirui be in less danger?
As soon as she had this idea, she rejected it. It was impossible. There was no such thing as "I won't offend others if others don't offend me". When was it not the other party who took the initiative to cause trouble? When she just returned to the mansion and hadn't done anything, Shen still encouraged Jin Zhen to use such a dirty medicine to harm Zi Rui. Therefore, there is no such thing as "one step back and the sky will be wider" in this world. If you want to live and protect the people around you, you have to arm yourself and move forward. If you can't hide from the enemy, you can only destroy them one by one. This is the way she should go.
Feng Yuheng couldn't sleep, so she simply got off the bed, changed her clothes, washed up, and walked back to the furnace.
When she arrived, the young soldier who had just been promoted by Xuan Tianming to be the leader was explaining how to pull the bellows and how to control the strength when pulling. There were more than a hundred people around, all listening to him attentively.
Feng Yuheng listened quietly for a while and felt that the young soldier was speaking very well, and all the technical essentials were not missed. While speaking, he asked people to come forward to practice, and said loudly: "Each of you will come up and try three times in a while, in groups of four. Remember who you are in a group with, and you will be fixed in the future. Later, I will ask the general to set up more tents around this furnace, and we will all take turns here. Can you bear this hardship?"
Everyone answered in unison: "Yes!"
Feng Yuheng smiled, didn't stay any longer, and turned to the direction of Xutian Cave.
Xuan Tianming was not here, so he must be in Xutian Cave teaching the blacksmiths how to make slag. Although it was very cold in Xutian Cave, the small cave was very hot and stuffy because of the furnace. Feng Yuheng thought that he must go to the space to make more popsicles and freeze them in the refrigerator when he had time, otherwise the old blacksmiths would not be able to bear it for a long time.
There were soldiers guarding outside the small cave. When they saw her coming, they quickly opened the stone door. Feng Yuheng wiped the sweat that instantly appeared on her head and walked in. She saw Xuan Tianming sitting on the ground and carefully instructing those people how to make slag.
Now the most basic part had been covered, and she thought it had reached the most shabby part, so she walked over to listen.
Xuan Tianming saw that she had just rested for a while and came over again. His brows knitted and he wanted to say something to her, but it was a critical moment in the furnace, so he had to endure it and continue with the original topic.
Finally, it was time to wait, and he used this time to teach those people how to read the clock that Feng Yuheng took out.
The clock had been hung on the stone wall, and everyone could see it by half-raising their heads. Xuan Tianming patiently explained the meaning of the clock and told them to keep a close eye on the time and be ready to start the furnace at any time when there were two minutes left.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the clock. He finally found some time, lifted his hands off the ground, jumped up and sat back on the wheelchair. He then turned the wheelchair to a corner of the cave and waved at Feng Yuheng: "Come here."
She moved closer guiltily, and before he could ask, she took the initiative to say, "I really couldn't sleep. I took a bath and drank some porridge, and my body has been relieved."
"How can I feel at ease with you like this?" Xuan Tianming looked at the girl. She was not fat to begin with, and she seemed to have lost some weight in the past few days. He felt distressed when he saw her.
"You're also a worry to me." Feng Yuheng felt that she was also among those who were worried. "Look, I at least took a break. What about you? How many nights can you work so non-stop?"
Xuan Tianming looked at her, a cunning look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then without saying a word, he turned his wheelchair and returned to the crowd.
Feng Yuheng didn't understand, what did this mean? Was the topic over just like that?
After waiting for a long time, Xuan Tian Ming Zhen did not say a word to her again until the furnace was finished and the slag was successfully produced. He then said to the blacksmiths: "That's the reason. You have seen the whole operation process. Next, you can do it by yourselves. Don't crowd in front of one furnace. Each of you should refine your own. Don't be afraid of failure. If the materials are not enough, you can always ask people outside to get them. In short, after you master the technology, this is a process of proficiency. Do as much as you can."
The blacksmith and the apprentices were very excited. They agreed and went to find their own furnaces.
Xuan Tianming spread his hands, "Here, there is really no sense of superiority as a prince or a general. These people are completely obsessed with steelmaking, and I'm afraid they don't have much concept of power. Let's go--" He pulled Feng Yuheng's sleeve, "Wife, give me a push, let's go out."
Feng Yuheng said "Oh", pushed his wheelchair out of the cave, and discussed with him, "Can we not be wife-in-law? I haven't married you yet!"
"You'll have to get married sooner or later," he said as a matter of course.
"It's only a matter of time." Feng Yuheng pouted and asked him, "You know you're tired, right? Even a strong man can't stand working so hard."
"I'm tired a long time ago." He told the truth, "But these days, my beloved concubine has been accompanying me to sleep. If you go back, I will be left alone and I won't be able to sleep!"
"Oh, sir, you have spoiled me with so many bad habits." She teased him on purpose, but did not stop and walked straight to the cave.
Xuan Tianming sat happily in the wheelchair, his smile so intense that Feng Yuheng could see it just by looking at the back of his head.
"Hey!" She refused. "I'm telling you, your leg should be healed by now. I treated it, but you just keep lying in this wheelchair. Isn't that a slap in my face?"
Xuan Tianming comforted her: "My beloved concubine, don't worry. You don't know that many times, standing up is not fun anymore. Or maybe they just like to see me sitting in a wheelchair. It's better to satisfy them for a while."
As they were talking, the two of them had already walked to the stone gate of the cave, but Feng Yuheng's footsteps suddenly stopped.
He was puzzled, "Why don't you leave?" He turned around and found that Feng Yuheng's face was very bad. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What happened?"
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