Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

Mr. Lin took the drawing and looked at it carefully.

I originally thought that they were ordinary weapons, or at most hidden weapons, but I didn't expect that the names of the weapons on the blueprint were also unusual, such as nunchakus, nine-section whips, small crossbows, and even the hidden weapons were named Ninja Meteor Darts and Ice Soul Needles. Just by listening to the names, I can understand the charm of these weapons.

"I didn't expect you to have such a good drawing skill. Did you come up with these weapons yourself?"

"How is that possible? Some are weapons that were once passed down among the people but have been lost, and some are new weapons created by my master after some modifications. Most of them are weapons for close combat and are not worthy of being used on a stage."

"Miss, you are too modest. I believe your master must be a great master. May I ask which school of thought you belong to?"

"Our master's surname is Wu, and he's not very famous in the world. He has always lived in seclusion in the mountains. In the first half of his life, he only accepted my sister and me as his disciples."

"Oh, you only accept two female disciples. Where is Mr. Wu now? If you have some free time, could you please help introduce them to someone?"

Mr. Zhu took the drawing and looked at it for a while before explaining Miss Ling Hong's past to Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin fell into deep thought again.

"Mr. Lin, can you help me build these weapons? If so, I am willing to give you all these blueprints. You can research and use these weapons as you wish."

"It's not impossible. Your blueprints are very clear and concise. But why did you create so many weapons? Are you really planning to leave the capital alone?"

This world has always been unfriendly to women. If she is willing to stay, Old Lin feels that he can find a way to redeem the girl, as long as the girl stays to help him create new weapons.

"I know that life is difficult, so I want to prepare enough weapons to set off. I will find my sister and return to my hometown to start a normal life."

"That's true. Even if you're redeemed in the capital, it'll be hard for you to find a good family to marry into." Old Master Lin turned his gaze to Master Zhu. "Jinyou, aren't you still unmarried? Miss Ling is beautiful, kind, and skillful. She's a rare and good girl."

Zhu Jinyou: “…”

Qin Bingrui couldn't believe that this seemingly pedantic and dull old man could be so open-minded as to cherish talent and actually allow a prince to marry a girl from a brothel. He really couldn't agree with it.

"I dare not marry someone too high. Besides, I already have a young man in my hometown who I have been betrothed to since childhood. If I find my sister and she is still unmarried, I can introduce her to Master Zhu."

We must seize this great opportunity. Mr. Zhu is handsome and has a decent height (about 184 cm). If Luo Yu doesn't want him, we can introduce him to Xia Liang, the crazy fan.

Master Zhu continued: "..."

He couldn't believe that a prince like him could be rejected repeatedly by a prostitute, and yet she could still introduce him to other women? What was going on?

When Mr. Lin heard this, he laughed heartily. This brothel girl was so unusual. She was neither humble as a brothel girl, nor was she proud and complacent because of her special talents.

"The girl wants to go look for her sister. Why not have Master Zhu send some men to accompany her? You are just a little girl carrying so many weapons. If you encounter a group of bad guys, I'm afraid you will not be a match for them."

Mr. Zhu had thought about this, but he planned to send someone to follow secretly.

"That's totally unnecessary. I can dress as a man by myself. If that's not possible, I'll find a way to make myself look rougher."

Only after Mr. Lin agreed to help her make the weapon did Qin Bingrui take out the blueprint of the composite crossbow and show it to Mr. Lin.

The old man stared at the blueprint for a quarter of an hour before he slowly said, "If your sister isn't married, then you do have a useless young son who hasn't married yet."

Master Zhu continued: "..."

"Well, I haven't found my sister yet. Besides, her request is unusual. If she doesn't want to get married, I can't force her."

"It's not a good thing for two girls to have so many talents exposed in public." Old Master Lin still tried to persuade Qin Bingrui, "If they don't get married now, how can they establish a household? Besides, in our Rong Dynasty, if a woman doesn't marry after the age of 20, it will be recorded and she will be randomly matched with an official. By then, it will be too late to regret it."

"I understand. Before I met Master Zhu, I had never revealed these special talents of mine." Qin Bingrui paused and continued to talk nonsense. "My sister and I have retired to the mountains. No one can find us, unless you two are planning to betray me now?"

“…” Old man Lin admitted defeat.

Master Zhu was also curious: "Miss Ling Hong, aren't you afraid that after I redeem you, I'll imprison you and force you to continue to silently draw the manufacturing drawings of these weapons?"

"I've thought about it, so I can only take a gamble."

"..."

Qin Bingrui laughed dumbly: "So I won the bet, right? You will let me go, right?"

Mr. Lin and Mr. Zhu looked at each other, wondering whether this girl was truly naive or just stupid.

Qin Bingrui wanted to laugh in his heart. You guys want to lock me up? If it weren't for the possibility of finding the person who created these weapons and helping to keep the secret, he wouldn't be willing to take such a risk.

Anyway, the weapon must be made. Instead of looking for unconventional ways outside and having the secret revealed, it is better to seek help from a prince of status. Besides, in order to find the so-called master she mentioned, the prince will definitely let her go and may even send a group of experts to keep a close eye on her!

Why not? It's nice to have someone protecting you along the way.

Fortunately, they didn't quite believe that these weapons were really made by a brothel girl. They preferred to believe the master who was an otherworldly master behind them.

After giving Mr. Lin some detailed instructions on the weapon forging, it was getting late and Mr. Lin could not bear to say goodbye to Miss Ling Hong, as he loved this talented girl so much.

"How about you stay at my house for a few days?"

"Uncle..." Master Zhu was so anxious that he almost called out "Uncle", but he immediately changed his words, "You should stay home and train your little son well. Miss Ling Hong's sister has high requirements."

"..."

Miss Ling Hong and Mr. Lin bowed and said, "I will come again in a few days. If the craftsmen have any questions, I can give them some pointers."

Mr. Lin said goodbye to the two, his mood fluctuating. If such a prodigy were to be exploited by the wrongdoers, it would be disastrous. Zhu Jinyou wouldn't let her go so easily, would he? He also hoped that she could return to find her lost sister and master. Then there would always be a chance for them to meet again.

"By the way, Mr. Lin, I heard that a big white tiger escaped from its cage and entered the city. You should not go out and wander around at night."

"Mr. Zhu should be more careful. I don't know who went to the brothel to look for someone in the middle of the night."

Mr. Zhu pretended not to hear and went to help Miss Ling Hong onto the carriage himself. Unexpectedly, the girl jumped easily and got onto the carriage steadily.

Along the way, the two of them were silent.

To break the silence, Zhu Jinyou opened the conversation: "If Miss Ling Hong really wants to leave the capital, and if there's anything else I can help you with, just tell me."

"How about you give me some more money? If the crossbow is successfully built and used, there won't be any big problems. How about I sell you the copyright?"

"The young lady's needs are not high. This young master will definitely help her."

"Are you still planning to send someone to follow me all the way?"

"Well, I'm mainly worried that it's not safe for you to travel alone. If I take the initiative to propose, you will definitely refuse."

"How about you give me something valuable that you own, like a token or something? That way, as long as I reveal my identity, you'll know where I am right away, right? And it'll be able to really help me."

In ancient times when household registration and a pass were required for travel, having a prince's token was indeed much more convenient.

"That's fine. If you insist on leaving, it's not impossible. I'll find someone to redeem you, and then I'll give it to you."

"It's not the time to redeem me yet, Master Zhu. I need time to prepare supplies. Hongxiang Pavilion is a safe place.

And I need to receive more guests to earn more money. You know my hometown is in the remote mountains in the south, and it takes a long time to get there."

This was the first time Mr. Zhu heard a woman say openly that she wanted to take on more customers and make money without feeling ashamed, and he didn't know how to respond.

"Master Zhu, if this weapon is created, it will actually be both a good and a bad thing. You must use it with caution."

He definitely couldn't say, "You don't want to use it privately, right?" Even if the emperor was his brother, if there was a conflict of position, anyone who privately forged weapons would be labeled a traitor.

Luo Yu once said that if they traveled back to the past, they would naturally pass on the latest technology to their predecessors to develop future generations. Weapons are of course no exception. In this dynasty, it is best to recommend weapons to the emperor so that they can be carried forward.

That's why Qin Bingrui inadvertently reminded Zhu Jinyou.

"Don't worry, young lady. If the weapon is successfully forged, I will report it to my royal brother."

Master Zhu looked at Miss Ling Hong's profile. She still leaned her head out to look at the bustling street, and didn't seem to mind what he had just said.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and there was a smile in his eyes. It seemed that the guards sent to follow him had to be changed into secret guards, and they would need to be top-notch martial artists.

Xia Liang ran and stopped for two hours. Although the people in front were frightened by it, the more remote the place was, the less fear there was on the people's faces. Perhaps it was because they saw it moving slowly as if taking a walk, so they were not so scared.

However, judging from the surrounding architectural style, the low-rise houses, the walls built with earth, the houses close to each other, and some of the building walls are dilapidated. This must be a slum.

Xia Liang finally saw a field, which turned out to be a village.

There was a mountain forest in the distance, about five or six miles away. Xia Liang saw hope; she needed to find a place where no one would disturb her and have a good sleep.

It would be best if we could find a place to eat.

She was so hungry, but the people in the slums must be very poor too. In this era, the poor could hardly afford to eat meat, so she decided not to make things worse for them.

When passing by the vegetable field, except for cabbage and leeks, the rest of the vegetables were not grown well. It was a bit too much for a tiger to eat the vegetables.

Fortunately, there was a well. She drank some well water to cool down and increase her strength. Although the weather in March (Lunar Calendar) was neither cold nor hot, she was still hot after running for two hours.

Now she had a general understanding of the location of the city. She had run to several places in the past two hours. It turned out that there were several city gates in each direction. She wanted to run out of the city, but she saw a group of armed guards. She did not dare to act rashly. After all, she was not full and she was not sure if she could outrun the guards on horseback.

Forget it, let’s find a place to hide first. There are a lot of wild fruits in the mountains. If I’m really hungry, I can find some to fill my stomach.