The next afternoon, someone who was hangover woke up from a song of "Little Apple". He listened to someone around him walking around and humming softly: The red face warmed my heart...

Feng Yuheng suddenly felt shocked and sat up.

Shouldn't it be worn again?

She was a little scared. She finally accepted this era and finally made a fortune. She even found a lifelong partner. When she sent it back to her, God is definitely playing with her!

"Miss, you are awake!" It was Wangchuan's voice.

She turned her head and glanced at Huangquan, who was still humming a song with the water box in her arms. The memories of last year's dinner came hurriedly.

After finally opening his eyes, he closed his sleepy eyes again - God! Did she do the magic horse last night? It would be fine if she sang military songs, but she even brought the soldiers of the army to dance square dance! Oh God, I'm so shameless to get up and see people.

"Miss." Wangchuan sat next to her bed, "It's already noon, and the lady should get up. I asked someone to cook white porridge, and the lady drinks some clear stomach."

She pointed to Huang Quan: "Can she stop singing? It makes me... feel stomachache."

Huang Quan was puzzled, "Miss, it sounds pretty good. Although the words were a bit straightforward and I was embarrassed to sing, it was still good to just hum the tune."

She had a cramp on her lips. At this time, a soldier outside the tent called out: "Have the county lord got up?"

Huang Quan quickly agreed to go out. When he came back, he carried a basket of apples in his hand. "Miss, you see, these were picked by the general in the morning, but they were fresh."

Feng Yuheng was so embarrassed. The stimulation this basket of apples brought to her was too great.

She swore that she must--quit drinking!

With the successful refining of the first piece of steel, the new steel was put into production in the Northwest Army. All blacksmiths and apprentices were divided into twelve groups, and steelmaking was carried out in the furnace ground. Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng took the lead in guidance to ensure that at least one person in each group had to thoroughly integrate the links needed for the group.

At the same time, the first steel knife was being made in full swing. The old blacksmith was a little unable to do this new material for the first time, for fear of destroying and wasting the steel. Later, seeing that the whole camp had already started to make steel, Xuan Tianming told him that a large amount of finished steel would be made 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, his eyes turned red. When the knife was finally made, he knelt on the ground. His little grandson held him by the side and kept persuading: "Grandpa, don't cry, your eyes can't help but cry anymore."

The soldiers of the army were extremely excited about the first steel knife. Xuan Tianming handed the steel knife to the money and ordered five soldiers to go on the field 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, "I'll let you try the taste of cutting the weapon today."

Although it was a broken weapon, the soldiers did not feel it was a shame. They rushed forward one by one. After a few rounds, the sword broke and the sword broke, and even a big axe rolled up.

Qianli never felt such a sense of accomplishment. Even when he was fighting in the northwest, he slashed ten enemies with one knife, but he did not let him live as happy as he is today.

All the weapons of the five soldiers were destroyed, and five more people rushed forward immediately. After a few more rounds, the opponent's fate ended, but the steel knife in his hand was still as new as before, and even the border was not broken.

Qian Li was so happy that he was about to jump up. He took the steel knife to Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng, and turned the knife to the two of them: "General, County Lord, look!"

Feng Yuheng naturally knew it. Xuan Tianming looked over with some concern, until he saw that the steel knife was not damaged at all. Then he nodded and said to Feng Yuheng: "Prepare, we will return to Beijing tomorrow."

The steel knife was made, so they naturally had to be brought into the palace to report to Emperor Tianwu. However, this camp was making steel, which was the top priority of national defense. The soldiers were really unsure of the separation of the camp.

Xuan Tianming re-deployed the soldiers of the three armies, adding three additional layers of guards from the camp to the Xutian Cave furnace ground. Feng Yuheng also led the Tianji team to set up a set of defensive formations overnight and arranged the shooting team at the outermost periphery of all defenses.

After the formation was laid out, the personnel were arranged and it was already dawn. When he returned to Beijing this time, Yao Jing also went back together. Feng Yuheng planned to pick a gap after seeing the emperor, so he personally sent Yao to Xiaozhou.

The convoy was running fast all the way to the capital. She lay in Xuan Tianming's palace car and slept very unreal. Wangchuan tried to put a thin blanket on her body several times, at least covering her lady's bad sleeping posture. But she was kicked down once and once, and once. After a few twists and turns, Xuan Tianming couldn't bear to watch it anymore- "Give up! This girl is already sleeping well today."

While we were talking and laughing, we heard a sudden voice coming from the front - "Help! Save me!" The voice was crisp and it sounded like a child.

Immediately afterwards, Yao's voice came again - "Stop! Stop quickly!"

As soon as the car stopped, Xuan Tianming's palace car could only stop. The carriage stopped shaking, and Feng Yuheng woke up immediately and frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Huang Quan was lifting the curtains of the car and looking out, saying as he looked, "A child was hung upside down on the crooked tree on the edge of the cliff, and his whole body was hanging. He was calling for help. When the lady heard this, she called the car and stopped. Now the man has been helped by Qingyu to get off the carriage."

I heard that Yao got off the carriage, Wangchuan couldn't sit still, so he quickly followed him.

Xuan Tianming reminded her: "Look carefully, be careful of ambushing." Then he turned around and said to Feng Yuheng: "It's a bit interesting. I don't know how many trips I have traveled back and forth from this road, and it's the first time I have encountered such a thing."

Feng Yuheng also got up, sat down to the carriage to look, and said while looking, "This is the official road. Although it is adjacent to the cliff, it is only a short section. Someone tied a child on the official road in the suburbs of Beijing and hung it on the tree. This is strange."

While speaking, Yao had already been helped by Qinglan to walk towards the cliff. Wangchuan came forward and stopped them. After saying a few words, Yao stopped moving forward, but still loudly instructed Wangchuan: "But you must save him!"

Feng Yuheng was helpless, and Yao's sympathy broke out again.

Wangchuan walked forward carefully and saw that the child was hanged upside down, his face was already bloodshot and his face flushed. She couldn't help feeling a little distressed, but she always remembered Xuan Tianming's instructions and asked cautiously: "Which child are you? Why are you hanging here?"

The child's eyes were red from crying, "A group of bad guys pushed my parents under the cliff. They snatched the golden circle around my neck and hung me here to feed the eagle. Sister, save me."

The child looked four or five years old, and his clothes were all in a mess. Wangchuan looked around again and could clearly see the traces of the fight. He relaxed a little, but he still asked again: "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 Beijing to do business, but they pushed him under the cliff."

Yao shouted again behind him: "Wangchuan, you can save him."

Wangchuan nodded, quickly stepped forward, and was about to jump onto the crooked tree to untie the rope and carry the child down. But unexpectedly, she flew up and just landed on the tree. The tree that could have been able to hang a child suddenly rose up and planted it straight under the cliff!

Yao and the child let out two "ah" screams at the same time, and Feng Yuheng also looked slightly moved. Huang Quan said, "It's okay, Wangchuan's best knowledge is light skills. She can easily get up at such a height."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Wangchuan's figure under the cliff return to people's sight. Not only did she come back herself, but she also carried the child in her hand.

As soon as the two fell to the ground, the child started crying with a "wow" sound, ignoring Wangchuan, and even not caring about getting up, he crawled on the ground and rushed towards Yao.

Yao was already soft-hearted. When he saw the child’s pitiful little appearance, his mother’s heart was completely aroused in an instant. He rushed forward and held the child in his arms, and kept patting him and said, “Don’t be afraid or not, be good, we are safe now.”

Wangchuan was behind, and handed Feng Yuheng a helpless look, and asked her: What should I do next?

Feng Yuheng focused all his attention on the child. Seeing her acting cute in Yao's arms, he always felt something was wrong.

She pulled Xuan Tianming's sleeve and whispered: "Is it normal for a child to be touched by someone's head? I always touch Feiyu's head, but he didn't look unhappy. But look at him-" She slapped the child with her chin, "Every time my mother touched his head, he would deliberately avoid it."

Xuan Tianming sneered, "It's not just about touching the head, this child is not very comfortable in acting coquettishly."

"I'll go over and take a look." She got up and jumped out of the palace car, and walked quickly towards the Yao family.

I don’t know if she was too nervous, but I always felt that when the child saw her coming, he had a hint of expectation, a little alert and nervousness in his eyes. He grabbed Yao with his two little hands tightly, but he refused to let go.

Qinglan smiled and said, "This child is quite sticky about Mrs.

Yao likes to hear such words and smiles: "This may be fate. This is the first time in recent years, except for Zi Rui, that is, there is a child so close to me."

"Mom is missing my brother." Feng Yuheng had already walked closer and said to Yao with a smile: "I will take my mother to Xiaozhou after I stayed back to Beijing for a few days." As he said that, he looked at the child again. He was stunned when he saw it, and said casually: "Oh! This child looks so ugly."

The child's expression darkened, and Yao quickly took him into his arms again, and then said to Feng Yuheng: "This child is pitiful, don't scare him." He said to the child again, "I'm not afraid or not, my sister is teasing you."

Feng Yuheng also said: "Yes, it's just teasing you. It's okay if the child is not good or not, just be cute. So don't always frown, as it will lose the childlike interest and look too mature." She said as she reached out to the child, "Come on, I've been hanging on the edge of the cliff for so long. I'll show you if there is any discomfort."

The child wanted to hide, but was grabbed by Yao and advised him, "Be good, my sister is a doctor, let him show you, so we can rest assured."

He could not avoid it anymore, so he had to hand over his wrist reluctantly.
Chapter completed!