Chapter 221 No Blood Transfusion Technique
"Stop talking, stop talking..."
The conversation quickly stopped; the people inside seemed very anxious.
It's fiery and easily ignites.
...
"Brother Feng, you can't..."
The last sound was quite loud; it was the scalding lava that was desperately trying to suppress but couldn't, roaring out.
"Hoo hoo... She's not inside. I know Xibao is still young."
...
When Lu Feng went to the shop, Chen Chong, who taught him how to make mechanisms, was already in the backyard.
He was examining the featherless whistle arrow that Lu Feng had just made.
"Master Chen."
"Lu Feng, you are indeed extremely talented. This arrow is made perfectly."
Lu Feng was very happy, as if he had passed the initial test.
Chen Chong put down the arrow tube, his expression solemn.
"This is just a basic skill. Would you be willing to come with me to the mechanical camp as a craftsman, learn real mechanical arts, and serve the army?"
"Are you leaving home?"
"If you want to study mechanical arts in depth, you must go to the mechanical camp. After you have learned it and received approval from your superiors, you can also start your own business."
This is an incredible opportunity, and a chance to change one's social class.
Lu Feng certainly didn't want to miss out.
These days, Lu Qingqing leads her family and villagers to grow medicinal herbs, sell seasonings, and open workshops. Everyone is moving forward and becoming more and more capable.
He was very envious.
Unfortunately, I am too introverted and prefer to bury myself in carving things, so I feel like I can't help with anything.
You should know that Lu Qingqing's wish is to become a highly skilled female doctor.
If women in this world could have access to medical treatment when they are sick, female doctors would be easy to find.
My father also said that this path is not easy and is fraught with danger.
If he joins the military camp, he can become a helper to his younger sister in the future.
"Master Chen, are you a friend of Young Master Xu?"
"Yes, that's right. A very, very reliable friend. Come with me, don't worry."
Lu Feng smiled sheepishly. "I wanted to ask, what is the status of the craftsmen in the military camp?"
"His status is certainly very high. Although he has no official rank, he is under the direct command of the general in the military camp, and no one dares to touch him."
"Then... how does it compare to a county magistrate?"
Chen Chong was a little confused.
Why compare yourself to the county magistrate? What are you comparing?
"That means there was a conflict between the county magistrate and the artisans in the government office..."
Chen Chong felt somewhat insulted.
He arrogantly instructed: "Remember this, we are not ordinary craftsmen, we are the master craftsmen of the military camp! How many dares a mere county magistrate oppose the army?"
Oh, that's assuming you haven't done anything wrong. As long as you haven't done anything wrong, no one can touch you.
Lu Feng received a satisfactory answer.
He certainly didn't really want to know what would happen if a conflict occurred; he just wanted to know the difference in status between the two.
From this perspective, craftsmen actually held a very high status.
Was it that Young Master Xu deliberately led him into the government camp so that the two families could be on equal footing so that he could marry his younger sister?
That's very thoughtful of you.
Lu Feng was about to agree immediately, but then he thought of Feng Xiaowan and replied, "I need to go home and discuss it with my wife."
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Ming'an County.
Inside a private room of a teahouse.
Two young people of similar age sat facing each other.
One felt uneasy and nervous, fidgeting.
He was calm and composed, with a sincere look in his eyes.
“Young Master Liu, I remember your voice. There’s no need to deny it. We spoke in that courtyard back then.”
Tell me, did they suck a lot of your blood? How did you feel?
"Young Master Liu, my friend really needs help, please help me."
"Young Master Wan, is that right? I really don't know what you're talking about! I have things to attend to at home, so I'll be leaving now."
His gentle brows furrowed with tension, and Liu Sheng got up to leave.
Wan Yuting stopped him, looked at his faded long robe, and asked again, "Young Master Liu, do you still have a home?"
I know you were kicked out of your home by your uncle and are now struggling financially, unable to attend the academy anymore.
If you tell me the truth, I will give you a large sum of money, enough for you to live a life of comfort and to successfully complete your studies and pass the imperial examinations.
Yagyu stopped in his tracks.
His eyes were glazed over.
Wan Yuting smiled slightly; he believed he had already succeeded in winning people's hearts and minds.
"I just want to know what they did to you back then. I don't understand what you need to hide, and I won't tell anyone. I just want to ask for a chance for my friend to live."
"Young Master Liu, this can be considered an act of kindness and good deeds."
After a while, Liu Sheng looked at Wan Yuting.
"I really don't know what courtyard you're talking about, and I've never spoken to you. Young Master Wan, you've mistaken me for someone else."
“Liu Sheng, you…” Wan Yuting wanted to persuade him again.
The curtain of the cubicle was lifted.
"Young Master Wan, why don't you ask me?"
Outside, the young master stood aloof and noble, his hands behind his back. His narrow eyes were calm and serene, yet they gleamed with a dark light, and beneath the tranquility seemed to lie terrifying undercurrents, sending chills down one's spine.
This subtle suppression also alarmed Wan Yuting.
He had such an imposing presence.
Liu Sheng hurriedly bowed, his words slurred: "This humble one... Liu, Sheng, young master, is the young master well?"
Wan Yuting also quickly bowed.
Gu Chengzhou lifted the curtain, and Ji Ruyan strolled into the room.
Take your seat in the main position.
She looked up at Wan Yuting and said, "Ask me anything you want to know."
Wan Yuting gritted his teeth and asked, "May I ask, Young Master Xu, was a blood exchange technique used that day?"
Liu Sheng looked at Ji Ruyan in surprise. At that time, the patient in the courtyard was the magistrate's son.
Ji Ruyan's lips curled into a cold smile. "Then, in what capacity are you asking this?"
Is it because they see themselves as victims, or...?
"A villainous person who deliberately poisoned himself and nearly killed me?"
Wan Yuting felt a chill run through him and hurriedly knelt down.
It turns out that his trick had already been seen through.
That's true.
He underestimated Lu Qingqing's medical skills from the very beginning.
"Please forgive me, sir. I didn't know who the kidnappers were at the time, so I was terrified..."
"No, that's not it." Ji Ruyan looked at him coolly.
Expose his hypocritical facade.
"That day you held Miss Lu's hand, and she comforted you."
You're smart; you realized then that there was no danger to your life.
Ji Ruyan felt particularly, particularly, particularly disgusted when she thought of him holding Qingqing's hand and that smile on his lips!
"Your subsequent use of poison was clearly caused by resentment in your heart!"
To put it bluntly, it means never to be wronged.
"But I kidnapped people first, so you can't be blamed. Therefore, I won't hold you accountable for your mistake."
After Ji Ruyan finished speaking, Wan Yuting felt a chill run through his body.
He considered himself clever, but little did he know that he had already been seen through by everyone.
"Wan Yuting!"
Ji Ruyan's voice turned as cold as winter frost and snow.
Liu Sheng was so frightened that he tensed up.
Wan Yuting couldn't help but reply, "Yes."
"Let me tell you, there is no such thing as a blood-changing technique! If you continue to pry, don't blame me for not warning you; you'll bring about your own demise!"
roll! "
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