Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

Xia Liang ran and stopped all the way, but no one caught up with her. It seemed that her speed was so fast that ordinary people were no match for her. How great!

Xia Liang now likes this huge body a little bit. It really has the majesty of the king of beasts. Everyone is scared to death when they see her. This feeling makes her quite proud!

Until suddenly a carriage appeared in front of them. Unlike all the people who fled in all directions, this carriage moved forward leisurely.

As she leaped over quickly, she saw a stunning woman lifting the curtain and sticking her head out of the car window, her eyes moving and extremely charming.

She couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, there really is such a beautiful lady in this world!"

"Sir, the white tiger galloped past, but it didn't come up to bite the horse."

"It's sensible."

Qin Bingrui frowned slightly. She was not afraid of the white tiger because she knew it would not hurt anyone. But this Master Zhu and the guards driving the carriage actually wanted to attack the white tiger directly while it was biting the horse. How cruel!

However, she seemed to hear something, like "lying on the grass", what a familiar interjection.

"Mr. Zhu, did you just hear someone say, 'Fuck you?'"

"What's that?"

"Did you hear anything the moment the white tiger leaped past?"

"I only heard a tiger roar. This white tiger should be a newly-adult male tiger. The roar was majestic and powerful."

"..."

Could it be that I have tinnitus?

But the dream was indeed real. Qin Bingrui and Zhu Jinyou got off the carriage together and listened to the passers-by recalling the scene in fear.

"Mom, I think the white tiger is good. It doesn't bite people."

Qin Bingrui's brows were furrowed and then relaxed, as if a breeze was blowing on his face. This sentence was exactly the same as what he heard in his dream.

Zhu Jinyou noticed the change in her expression and asked, "What makes you so happy?"

"Nothing much, I just feel that everything in the world has a spirit, and the white tiger is a holy spirit and should not be captured by humans."

He just said it casually. After all, he dreamed of a white tiger, so it must be related to him. Now he said some good words for the white tiger, hoping that the prince could convey his words to his superiors.

Zhu Jinyou was lost in thought. He got off the carriage and walked for a while. He found that apart from the people being alarmed, all the buns sold in a shop were eaten by the white tiger, but the steamer was not damaged. Nothing else was damaged. It seemed that the white tiger was indeed quite spiritual.

Of course, there was also a man who abandoned his wife and children and ran away only for himself. He fainted from fright and wet his pants. This was witnessed by an unintentional passerby and widely publicized. As a result, the holy name of the White Tiger became even more famous in the capital.

Xia Liang didn't know how far she had run. Her well-developed limbs were full of strength, and she had a kingly air when she ran. She knew that her current appearance was only suitable for hiding in the mountains. It was so cool, so cool!

I don’t know if Sister Luo Yu and Brother Bing Rui can find her.

The carriage journey from the east to the west of the city took about an hour, a delay of an incense stick. The capital city was much larger than expected, so Qin Bingrui decided to get a carriage first, so that he could stock up on supplies.

The location of the blacksmith shop is very secretive. If you don't tell me, you would think it's just an ordinary family's courtyard based on its architectural style.

Even if Master Zhu wanted to enter, he had to exchange secret signals with the people inside. It seemed that this was a craftsman shop in a special base.

They were greeted by an old man in his fifties with gray hair and a long beard. He looked energetic, with a bright and friendly smile, yet revealed a subtle majesty.

"Mr. Zhu, how come you have time to visit me today?"

Master Zhu bowed to the old man and said, "Mr. Lin, I have come here to ask you something."

Qin Bingrui imitated Mr. Zhu's bow. Looking at the wise look in the old man's eyes, he knew he was not an ordinary person.

"Mr. Zhu, you don't have to be so polite. I have always found the rules troublesome. Let's talk about what we have to say. Let's go inside and have a pot of good tea first."

He looked at Qin Bingrui, and Master Zhu immediately introduced him: "This Master Ling is the extraordinary person I brought to you, old gentleman."

"I have met Mr. Lin."

Mr. Lin laughed heartily: "It should be Miss Ling. A man who looks like this doesn't look very heroic."

"..."

Qin Bingrui didn't bother to be polite. As Mr. Lin walked from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, the crowds grew larger and larger, and the crackling sounds were extremely lively. The inner courtyard was divided into seven areas. One area was filled with burly men forging iron tools, their chests bare and their muscular bodies dazzling the eyes.

"Miss Ling, please come this way." The servant beside Mr. Lin wanted to lead her to the main hall through the corridor on the other side.

"It's okay, I've seen this a lot, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Mr. Lin and Mr. Zhu looked at each other, and their expressions changed slightly. Mr. Lin thought to himself, Prince Ning is so old but he is unwilling to marry a princess. Could it be that he likes this kind of casual woman?

Mr. Zhu frowned, it seemed that Mr. Lin had misunderstood again.

Enter the main room, take a seat and be served tea.

Mr. Lin got straight to the point: "Did Mr. Zhu bring any rare treasures with him this time?"

His gaze turned to Miss Ling Hong. Although this woman was beautiful, she was not a rare treasure. Mr. Zhu couldn't let him see his wife first, could he? Although the Queen Mother was his cousin, he didn't want to speak well of this troublesome nephew.

"Mr. Lin, the treasures I brought this time will definitely open your eyes."

Mr. Zhu naturally noticed that the old man's eyes were on Miss Ling Hong. Miss Ling Hong was very calm and just looked back at him.

She is truly a knowledgeable and experienced oiran.

Seeing that Master Zhu had stopped talking, Qin Bingrui took out the blueprints from his pocket. Instead of handing them directly to Mr. Lin, he suddenly said, "I can give you these blueprints, but first I want to ask Mr. Lin to make a few weapons for me."

"Oh?" It was the first time Mr. Lin had seen such a bold request. He hadn't even seen the treasure yet, so why was he thinking of bartering?

But looking at his nephew Zhu's face, he didn't show much surprise, it seemed that he was quite confident.

As soon as Qin Bingrui entered the inner courtyard and saw the professional team, he believed that first-class weapons could definitely be created here. He had already drawn blueprints of all the weapons he wanted. When the time comes, he just needs to discuss it with Mr. Lin and it should be no problem to create them.

"Young lady, you are so confident. If I am satisfied with you, your little requests are nothing to worry about."

"Well, let me show you the weapon I'm going to build."

Mr. Lin looked embarrassed, and Mr. Zhu almost laughed out loud.