He untied Zhang Jingxiu's fine maroon rouge horse from the tree, pulled the reins, and patted its beautiful long mane.
Shen Lie turned around again and said softly: "Do you want to change horses?"
Zhang Jingxiu curled up and timidly said: "No!"
Shen Lie felt helpless and softened, so he had to warn again: "Then be careful, my horse has a strong temper... don't fall."
Zhang Jingxiu didn't say yes or no, he just lowered his eyes and responded softly: "Oh... I got it."
This pitiful and pretty look is like a well-behaved little girl who gradually calms down after an argument with her boyfriend.
She is innocent, pitiful, and affectionate, and she still clings to her boyfriend's mount and doesn't want to move.
Seeing her pitiful eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, Shen Lie's heart softened again, so he had no choice but to let her rest on his old horse.
If you don’t ride a BMW, you have to ride an old horse.
Get used to it, otherwise what else can you do?
So Shen Lie looked around again. The mountains here are not high and the woods are very sparse. However, it is not easy to walk because of the poor light at night.
Shen Lie thought for a while, then he had to hold his old horse with one hand and her rouge horse with the other hand, walking carefully through the forest under the weak moonlight.
Shen Lie walked this section of the road cautiously, fearing that something would happen again.
So as the horse jolted, Zhang Jingxiu finally raised his head on the horse and secretly looked at the man's straight figure and strong body with his red and swollen eyes...
That bright and pretty face began to turn slightly red again.
For some reason, after all the crying, she felt particularly calm at this time.
I have never experienced peace since I was sensible, just like all the negative emotions over the years have dissipated along with the emotional collapse.
At this moment, the night was silent, except for the soft sound of horse hooves stepping on the weeds. Zhang Jingxiu secretly looked at the tall and strong young man in front of him with a pair of bright red and swollen eyes.
She could no longer dislike this handsome figure, and even became closer to him, so much so that she instinctively developed a dependence on him.
So Natan opened his mouth slightly and said softly: "You walk slower, I... am a little cold."
Shen Lie responded softly: "Yes."
A night of silence.
The next day, early morning.
Its daybreak.
After the rooster crowed three times, Shen Lie woke up, climbed out of bed, pushed open the paper window lattice, looked at the green mountains and green waters in the distance, and took a breath of fresh air.
Facing the rising sun.
Shen Lie stretched and yawned. He couldn't help but slap his sore calf and grinned.
Only then did he remember everything that happened last night.
Like a dream, like an illusion, not quite real.
The only thing he remembered was that while protecting her from the mass graves, Shen Lie's calves were cramped and his whole body was sore.
Looking through the window lattice at Zhang Jingxiu's room opposite, it was quiet and not moving at all. He looked exhausted and hadn't woken up yet.
Maybe it was because she had too many emotional ups and downs last night, or maybe she was so upset...
But after the emotional breakdown, there was natural inner peace, just like the comfort and peace after a storm. She slept soundly last night.
Shen Lie walked to the copper basin in the corner and washed his face in a hurry. As his mind cleared up, he couldn't help but think of the thrilling scenes at the graveyard last night.
I don’t remember the thrill, I only remember the softness when I held her in my arms.
Reminiscent of her sweetness, her hot and soft body, and even the overflowing fragrance of sweat, Shen Lie's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.
So Shen Lie walked out of the room in a daze while thinking about it, and almost bumped into Victor.
"Ouch!"
Victor rubbed his forehead and screamed, then looked over strangely.
Shen Lie quickly straightened his expression, lowered his head and coughed a few times. At this moment, he suddenly felt guilty, as if the secret in his heart had been seen through.
Somewhat uneasy.
But Shen Lie suddenly woke up.
broken.
Shen Lie's heart skipped a beat and his expression changed slightly. This warning came so promptly that he shuddered involuntarily.
Could it be that we have been in love with her for a long time and developed feelings for her?
It seems so.
But Shen Lie shuddered when he thought of the tragedies she would face in the future, and of the fate of the Zhang family that was worse than the Jia family in Dream of Red Mansions.
The one who has to deal with the Zhang family is the emperor today. He is just a small time traveler. Can he resist the thunderous wrath of the emperor?
One wrong move and it's death!
But looking at the closed door, Shen Lie felt hot in his heart, as if that soft and tender body was still tightly nestled in his arms.
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
Shen Lie gritted his teeth and secretly made up his mind.
At this time, Victor looked at him strangely and said softly: "The shopkeeper?"
Shen Lie quickly calmed down and said softly: "Is something wrong?"
Victor looked around and saw no one around, so he walked over and said softly: "The shopkeeper... the tung oil and linen are all ready."
Shen Lie nodded and said softly: "We'll talk about it tonight."
Let's go to the Graveyard to try out the gun tonight.
Shen Lie wanted to test whether what was written in the book was correct. Wrapping the bullet with linen cloth dipped in tung oil could improve the loading speed, range and accuracy.
It seems that this loading method was thought up by an American officer hundreds of years later. Although it was just a small ingenuity, it greatly improved the performance of the flintlock musket.
Seeing Shen Lie's caution, Victor nodded knowingly, and then the two picked up the farm tools and walked to the potato field. After another long day of busy work.
I have harvested more than half of the dozen acres of potatoes, and I am not in a hurry to harvest the rest.
Shen Lie found Tian Hong again and asked him to take people to transport the harvested potatoes to the capital. At the same time, he also found plasterers and bricklayers to start building vegetable greenhouses and prepare to cultivate tomatoes in large quantities.
After being so busy that he took a nap in the evening, Shen Lie got up again in the middle of the night and walked into the stable with Victor.
He took out a long musket, a short musket, and some ammunition from the secret pavilion in the corner of Ma Peng, and walked outside in the dark.
But as soon as I walked out of the stable, I looked up.
Shen Lie then saw the familiar slim and slender woman in the darkness, who had been waiting outside with her horse for a long time.
It seemed that she was a little impatient for waiting. She was playing with the beautiful mane of the maroon horse. Her bright eyes lit up when she saw Shen Lie.
Shen Lie was stunned and didn't bother to question, so he turned over, mounted his horse, and waved to her: "Let's go."
So the three people and four horses slowly walked out of Shenjiazhuang.
Late at night, mass grave.
Victor was walking in front holding a torch, Shen Lie was holding the sack containing the musket and was a few steps behind, while Zhang Jingxiu was following closely...
As she walked, she nervously looked at the graves one after another. The pitiful and innocent look made Shen Lie speechless again.
It shouldn't have been like this when you were following me alone last night.
"That's all."
Shen Lie's heart softened for no reason, and he deliberately walked slower, leading her through the gloomy mass graves, and then through a dense forest, and soon came to the open space in the forest.
When you get to the place, tie up the horses.
Shen Lie and Victor got together and murmured, and began to try to wrap the gun with tung oil and a thin layer of linen cloth, and try to load it into the barrel.