At noon the next day, someone who was hungover woke up to a burst of singing. He heard someone walking around and humming: The red little face warmed my heart...
Feng Yuheng suddenly shuddered and sat up suddenly.
Could it be that he put it back on?
She was a little scared. She had finally accepted this era and was doing well in her life. She even found her life partner. If she was sent back at this time, it would seem like God was playing a joke on her!
"Miss, you're awake!" It was Wangchuan's voice.
She turned her head and glanced at Huang Quan who was humming a song while holding the water box. The memory of yesterday's dinner came to her mind quickly.
The sleepy eyes that had finally opened closed again - Oh my God! What on earth did she do last night? Singing military songs would have been fine, but she even led the entire army in square dancing! Oh my God, I am too embarrassed to get up and see people.
"Miss." Wang Chuan sat down beside her bed. "It's already noon, you should get up. I asked someone to cook some porridge for you to drink to clear your stomach."
She pointed at Huang Quan and said, "Can you ask her to stop singing? She's making me...stomach ache."
Huang Quan was puzzled. "Miss, it's very nice to listen to. Although the words are a bit blunt and I am embarrassed to sing, it's still good to just hum the tune."
The corner of her mouth twitched a little. At this moment, a soldier outside the tent called out, "Is the county lady awake?"
Huang Quan quickly agreed and went out. When he came back, he was holding a basket of apples. "Look, Miss, these are picked by the general in the mountains early in the morning. They are very fresh."
Feng Yuheng was very embarrassed. This basket of apples was too much of a stimulation for her.
She swore to quit drinking!
With the successful refining of the first piece of steel, the new steel was put into full production in the Northwest Army. All blacksmiths and apprentices were divided into twelve groups, each working in a furnace. Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng provided guidance to ensure that at least one person in each group had thoroughly mastered the steps required by the group.
At the same time, the forging of the first steel knife was also in full swing. The old blacksmith was somewhat hesitant to forge this new material for the first time, fearing that it would damage and waste the steel. Later, when he saw that everyone in the camp had already started to make steel, Xuan Tianming told him that a large amount of finished steel would be produced soon, so he let go.
Ten days later, Dashun's first steel knife was finally produced.
The old blacksmith hadn't slept for several nights, his eyes were red, and when the knife was finally made, he knelt on the ground. His little grandson supported him and kept persuading him: "Grandpa, please don't cry, your eyes can't stand more tears."
All the soldiers in the army were extremely excited about the first steel knife. Xuan Tianming handed the steel knife to Qian Li and personally selected five soldiers to test the knife.
The soldiers were excited and took their own weapons to the battlefield. Qian Li still remembered the shock he felt when his long sword was cut off by Feng Yuheng. He laughed loudly, "Today, I will let you experience the feeling of having your weapon cut off."
Although the weapons were broken, the soldiers did not feel it was a shame and they rushed forward one after another. After a few rounds, the swords were broken and even the blade of a big axe was bent.
Qian Li had never felt such a sense of accomplishment before. Even when he was fighting in the northwest and killed ten enemies with one sword, he never felt as happy as he did today.
The weapons of the five soldiers were all destroyed, and immediately another five rushed forward. After a few more rounds, the opponent suffered the same fate, but the steel knife in his hand was still as new as before, without even a crack on the edge.
Qian Li was so happy that he almost jumped up. He came to Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng with a steel knife in hand and held the knife in front of them: "General, County Lady, look!"
Feng Yuheng naturally knew what was going on, but Xuan Tianming still looked over with some concern. He nodded only after seeing that the steel knife was not damaged at all, and then said to Feng Yuheng, "Get ready, we will return to Beijing tomorrow."
After the steel knife was made, it naturally had to be brought into the palace to present to Emperor Tianwu. However, the camp was currently in the process of making steel, and it was the top priority of the country's defense. When the two of them left the camp, the soldiers felt a little uneasy.
Xuan Tianming redeployed the soldiers of the three armies, adding three more layers of guards from the main camp to the furnace of Xutian Cave. Feng Yuheng also led the Tianji team to set up a set of defensive formations overnight, and arranged the Shenshe team at the outermost edge of all defenses.
After the formation was set up and the personnel were arranged, it was already dawn. This time when he returned to the capital, Yao Jing also went back with him. Feng Yuheng planned to pick a free time to personally send Yao to Xiaozhou after meeting the emperor.
The motorcade rushed towards the capital, and she lay in Xuan Tianming's carriage, sleeping in a very undignified manner. Wang Chuan tried several times to put a thin blanket on her to cover up her young lady's bad sleeping posture. But the blanket was kicked off every time he covered her. After several rounds of this, Xuan Tianming couldn't stand it anymore - "Just give up! This girl's sleeping posture today is already pretty good."
As we were talking and laughing, we suddenly heard a voice coming from the front - "Help! Help me!" The voice was crisp and sounded like a child.
Then, Yao's voice was heard again - "Stop the car! Stop the car now!"
As soon as the carriage stopped, Xuan Tianming's carriage had to stop as well. The carriage stopped shaking, and Feng Yuheng woke up immediately, frowning and asking, "What's wrong?"
Huang Quanzheng lifted the carriage curtain and looked out, saying as he looked, "There is a child hanging upside down on a crooked tree on the edge of the cliff, with his whole body hanging. He was calling for help, and the lady heard him and stopped the carriage. Now Qingyu has helped him get off the carriage."
Hearing that Yao had gotten off the carriage, Wangchuan could no longer sit still and hurriedly followed.
Xuan Tianming reminded her: "Watch carefully, beware of ambushes." Then he turned around and said to Feng Yuheng: "It's quite interesting. I have been back and forth on this road countless times, but this is the first time I have encountered such a thing."
Feng Yuheng also got up and sat beside the carriage to look, saying as he looked: "This is an official road. Although it is next to the cliff, it is only a short section. Someone tied a child and hung him on a tree on the official road in the suburbs of Beijing. This is very strange."
As they were talking, Yao was already walking towards the cliff with Qinglan's help. Wangchuan came forward to stop them and said a few words. Yao stopped moving forward but still loudly urged Wangchuan: "You must save him!"
Feng Yuheng was helpless, and Yao's sympathy broke out again.
Wang Chuan walked forward cautiously and saw that the child's face was red and bloodshot because he was hung upside down. She couldn't help but feel distressed, but she always remembered Xuan Tianming's instructions, so she asked cautiously: "Whose child are you? Why are you hung here?"
The child cried until her eyes turned red. "A group of bad guys pushed my parents off the cliff. They stole the gold ring from my neck and hung me here saying I was being fed to eagles. Sister, please save me."
The child looked about four or five years old, in a mess, with his clothes torn. Wang Chuan looked around again and could clearly see traces of a fight. He relaxed a little, but still asked, "Where is your home?"
The child cried and said, "My home is so far away, I didn't know where it was. Dad said he wanted to move to Beijing to do business, but they pushed him off the cliff."
Yao called out from behind: "Wangchuan, please save him."
Wang Chuan nodded, walked forward quickly, and was about to jump onto the crooked tree to untie the rope and take the child down. But unexpectedly, as soon as she flew up and landed on the tree, the tree that could originally hold a child suddenly uprooted and fell straight down the cliff!
Yao and the child screamed "Ah" at the same time, and Feng Yuheng's expression also changed slightly. Huang Quan said: "It's okay, Wang Chuan's best skill is Qinggong, she can easily climb up from this height."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wangchuan's figure at the bottom of the cliff returned to people's sight. Not only did she come back, but she was also holding the child in her hand.
As soon as the two of them landed on the ground, the child burst into tears with a "wow", ignoring Wangchuan and not even bothering to get up. He just crawled on the ground and ran towards Yao.
Yao was soft-hearted to begin with, and when she saw the pitiful appearance of the child, her motherly heart was instantly aroused. She rushed forward and hugged the child in her arms, patting him and saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be bad, we are safe now."
Wang Chuan was behind, giving Feng Yuheng a helpless look and asking her: What should we do next?
Feng Yuheng's attention was focused on the child. Seeing her acting like a spoiled child in Yao's arms, he always felt that something was not right.
She tugged at Xuan Tianming's sleeve and whispered, "Is it normal for children to be patted on the head? I always pat Feiyu's head, and he never shows any displeasure. But look at him—" She pouted at the child with her chin, "Every time mother pats his head, he deliberately avoids it."
Xuan Tianming sneered, "It's more than just a pat on the head. This child is not very good at acting like a spoiled child."
"I'll go over and take a look." She stood up, jumped off the imperial carriage, and walked quickly towards Yao's direction.
She didn't know if she was too sensitive, but she felt that when the child saw her coming, there was a hint of expectation, but also a little wariness and nervousness in his eyes. His two little hands tightly grasped Yao's, refusing to let go.
Qinglan smiled and said, "This child is quite attached to Madam."
Yao loved to hear such words, and said with a smile: "This may be fate. Apart from Zirui, this is the first time in these years that a child has been so close to me."
"Mother, you are missing your brother." Feng Yuheng had already walked closer and said to Yao with a smile, "When I return to Beijing to stay for a few days, I will send mother to Xiaozhou." As he spoke, he looked at the child again, and was stunned when he saw him, and said casually, "Oh! This child is really ugly."
The child's face darkened, and Yao quickly pulled him into her arms again, then said to Feng Yuheng, "This child is pitiful enough, don't scare him." Then she said to the child, "Don't be afraid, I'm just teasing you."
Feng Yuheng also said, "Yes, I was just teasing you. It doesn't matter if a child is good-looking or not, as long as they are cute. So don't frown all the time, or you will lose your childishness and appear too mature." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand towards the child, "Come here, you have been hanging on the cliff for so long, let me check if you feel any discomfort."
The child wanted to hide, but Yao grabbed him and persuaded him, "Be good, your sister is a doctor, let him take a look at you, so we can rest assured."
He couldn't dodge anymore, so he had to reluctantly hand over his wrist.
Feng Yuheng dragged the person in front of him without any courtesy, and pinched the pulse with force, thinking: As expected.
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