At noon the next day, someone with a hangover woke up to the sound of singing. He heard someone walking around him, humming softly: The red face warms my heart...
Feng Yuheng suddenly shivered and sat up.
Isn't it time to wear it again?
She was a little scared. She had finally accepted this era. She had managed to get along well enough and even found her lifelong partner. If he were to send her back at this time, God would definitely be playing with her!
"Miss, you're awake!" It was Wangchuan's voice.
She turned her head and glanced at Huang Quan, who was still singing while holding a water box. The memory of yesterday's dinner came rushing back.
After finally opening her sleepy eyes, she closed them again - God! What the hell did she do last night? Forget about singing military songs, she actually led the entire army to dance in the square! Oh God, she was so shameless to get up to see you.
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"Miss." Wangchuan sat next to her bed, "It's already noon, miss, it's time to get up. I asked someone to cook some porridge. Miss, drink some to clear your stomach."
She pointed at Huang Quan: "Can you please stop singing? Singing makes me...stomach ache."
Huang Quan was puzzled, "Miss, it sounds pretty good. Although the words are a bit straightforward and I'm embarrassed to sing, it's still good to just hum the tune."
The corner of her mouth was a little cramped. At this moment, a soldier outside the tent called out: "Is the county chief up?"
Huang Quan quickly agreed and went out. When he came back, he had a basket of apples in his hand. "Miss, look, the general went to the mountains to pick these early in the morning. They are very fresh."
Feng Yuheng was embarrassed. This basket of apples brought her too much excitement.
She vowed to stop drinking!
With the successful refining of the first piece of steel, new steel was put into full production in the Northwest Army. All blacksmiths and apprentices were divided into twelve groups and carried out steelmaking work in the furnace. Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng
Split guidance to ensure that at least one person in each group has thoroughly understood the steps required by the group.
At the same time, the making of the first steel knife was also in full swing. The old blacksmith was somewhat reluctant to make this new material for the first time, for fear of breaking it and wasting the steel. Later I saw
The whole camp had already invested in steel-making, and 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 released.
The old blacksmith didn't sleep for several nights and his eyes were red. When the knife was finally made, he knelt on the ground. His little grandson supported him and kept urging him: "Grandpa, please don't cry.
Your eyes cannot bear to shed any more tears."
The entire army was extremely excited about the production of the first steel sword. Xuan Tianming handed the steel sword into Qian Li's hand and personally ordered five soldiers to go on stage to test the sword.
The soldiers brought their own weapons to the field with excitement. Qian Li still remembered the shock when his long sword was cut off by Feng Yuheng. He laughed loudly, "I will let you try it today."
The taste of a broken instrument."
Although the weapon was broken, the soldiers did not feel it was a shame. They rushed forward one by one. After a few rounds, the swords were broken and the swords were cracked. Even a large ax had its blade curled.
Qian Li had never felt such a sense of accomplishment. Even when he was fighting in the northwest and slashed ten enemies in a row, he never felt as happy as he did today.
The weapons of the five soldiers were all disabled, and immediately five more soldiers 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 ever, with no edges visible.
Qian Li was so happy that he almost jumped up. He brought the steel knife to Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng, and swung the knife in front of their eyes: "General, County Lord, look!"
Feng Yuheng naturally knew it in her heart, but Xuan Tianming still looked over with some uneasiness. When he saw that the steel knife was not damaged at all, he nodded, and then said to Feng Yuheng: "Get ready, let's go back to Beijing tomorrow."
After the steel knife was made, it was natural to bring it to the palace and report it to Emperor Tianwu. However, this camp was making steel, which was the top priority of the country's prevention. As soon as the two of them left the camp, the soldiers felt really uncomfortable.
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General Xuan Tianming redeployed the soldiers of the three armies, and added three more layers of guards from the main camp to the Xutian Cave Furnace. Feng Yuheng also led the Tianji Group to set up a defensive formation overnight, and arranged the Marksman Group
At the outermost edge of all defenses.
After the formation was set up and the personnel were arranged, it was already dawn. Yao Jing would also go back to Beijing this time. Feng Yuheng planned to take a free moment to personally send Yao family to Xiaozhou after meeting the emperor.
The motorcade was speeding towards the capital. She was lying in Xuan Tianming's palace car, sleeping in a very disgraceful way. Wangchuan tried to put a thin blanket on her several times, so that his young lady's bad sleep could be cured.
He tried to cover up his posture. But he was kicked off once, and kicked off again. After going back and forth for several times, Xuan Tianming couldn't stand it anymore - "Just give up! This girl has already slept today."
It’s pretty good-looking.”
While joking, I heard a voice suddenly coming from the front - "Help! Help me!" The voice was clear and crisp, sounding like a child.
Immediately afterwards, Yao's voice came again - "Stop! Stop the car quickly!"
As soon as the car stopped, Xuan Tianming's palace car could only stop with it. The carriage stopped jolting, Feng Yuheng woke up immediately, frowned and asked: "What's wrong?"
Huang Quan was lifting the curtains of the car and looking out. As he looked, he said: "There was 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 it and asked the car to stop.
, now the person has been helped out of the carriage by Qingyu."
Hearing that Mrs. Yao got off the carriage, Wangchuan couldn't sit still anymore and quickly followed her.
Xuan Tianming reminded her: "Look carefully, be careful of an ambush." Then he turned back to Feng Yuheng and said: "It's interesting. I have walked back and forth on this road countless times, but this is the first time.
Encountered such a thing."
Feng Yuheng also got up and sat on the side of the carriage to take a look. As he looked, he said: "This is an official road. Although it is adjacent to a cliff, it is only a short section. Someone tied a child and hung him from a tree on the official road in the suburbs of Beijing.
, this thing is strange."
While they were talking, Mrs. Yao was already walking towards the cliff with Qinglan's support. Wangchuan stepped forward and stopped them. After saying a few words, Ms. Yao stopped walking forward, but still shouted loudly.
Wangchuan: “But we must save him!”
Feng Yuheng was helpless, Yao's sympathy flared up again.
Wangchuan stepped forward cautiously, and saw that the child's face was already congested and red due to being hung upside down. She couldn't help but feel a little distressed, but she always remembered Xuan Tianming's instructions and asked cautiously: "Are you
Which family's child is from it? Why is it hung here?"
The child cried so hard that his eyes were red, "A group of bad guys pushed my parents under the cliff. They snatched the gold ring around my neck and hung me here saying I was feeding the eagles. Sister, help me."
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The child looked four or five years old. He was in a state of embarrassment and his clothes were all torn. Wangchuan looked around again and could clearly see traces of a fight. He felt slightly relaxed, but still asked again: "You
Where is your home?”
The child cried and said: "My home is so far away. I don't know. My father said he wanted to move to the capital to do business, but they pushed him to the bottom of the cliff."
Yao called from behind again: "Wangchuan, please save him."
Wangchuan nodded and hurried forward, ready to jump up to the crooked neck tree to untie the rope and carry the child down. But unexpectedly, she flew up and just landed on the tree. She could still be hung up.
A child's tree suddenly uprooted and fell straight to the bottom of the cliff!
Yao and the child screamed "Ah" at the same time, and Feng Yuheng also looked slightly moved. Huang Quan said, "It's okay. Wangchuan is best at Qinggong. She can easily climb up to such a height."
As soon as she finished speaking, the figure of Wangchuan under the cliff returned to people's sight. Not only was she back, 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 cry of "Wow". He ignored Wangchuan and didn't even bother to get up. He just crawled on the ground and ran towards Yao.
Mrs. Yao was already soft-hearted, but when she saw the child's pitiful appearance, her motherly heart was completely aroused. She rushed forward and held the child in her arms, patting him constantly and saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.
Be good, we are safe now."
Wangchuan 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 coquettishly in Yao's arms, she always felt that something was not right.
She tugged on Xuan Tianming's sleeve and whispered: "Is it normal for children to have their heads touched? I would always touch Feiyu's head, and he never showed any displeasure. But you see
He——" She nudged the child with her chin, "Every time my mother touches his head, he will deliberately avoid it."
Xuan Tianming sneered, "More than just touching the head, this child is not very good at acting coquettishly."
"I'll go over and take a look." She stood up, jumped out of the palace carriage, and walked quickly to Yao's side.
I don't know if her nerves are too sensitive, but I always felt that when the child saw her coming, his eyes were full of expectation, and also a little wary and nervous. His two little hands were holding on to Yao Shi, and he refused to let go.
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Qinglan smiled and said, "This kid is quite clingy to my wife."
Yao loved hearing such words and said with a smile: "Maybe this is fate. Apart from Zi Rui, this is the first time in these years that a child has been so close to me."
"Mother misses my brother." Feng Yuheng had already walked closer and said to Yao with a smile: "After I return to Beijing to stay for a few days, I will send mother to Xiaozhou." As she spoke, she looked towards him again.
The child was stunned when he saw it, and casually said: "Oh! This child is really ugly."
The child's face darkened, and Mrs. Yao quickly put him in her arms again, and then said to Feng Yuheng: "This child is very pitiful, don't scare him." Then he said to the child: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.
Sister is teasing you."
Feng Yuheng also said: "Yes, I am just teasing you. It doesn't matter whether the child is good-looking or not, just cute. So don't frown all the time, otherwise you will lose your childishness and look too mature." She said as she spoke.
He stretched out his hand towards the child and said, "Come on, I've been hanging on the edge of the cliff for so long. Let me check if you feel any discomfort."
The child wanted to hide, but Mr. Yao grabbed him and persuaded him: "Be good, my sister is a doctor. Let him take a look at it for you, so that we can rest assured."
He couldn't hide anymore, so he reluctantly handed over his wrist.
Feng Yuheng pulled the person in front of her without any politeness at all. She put more force on her hand and pinched her pulse, thinking: Sure enough. The legitimate daughter of the miracle doctor.