Daqin: A buff of incredible comprehension

Han Xinxin looked at his mother's wound with pain, and quickly went to apply ointment and bandage it. He also reminded her not to let her touch dirty things to prevent tetanus.

Finally, he stood up and said goodbye: "I'm going to get some medicine to prevent the condition from getting worse." Mrs. Song asked him to stay for dinner, but ** replied: No.

After buying some food, Han Xin went home to take care of his mother.

The streets were bustling with people. He was feeling uneasy. "Did I misunderstand?"

Common sense would dictate that a woman with family experience wouldn't act this way. But was she deliberately teasing him?

Is this his way of repaying his debt of gratitude for saving himself?

Continue to be confused.

Before I couldn't let him lead the army to war, I comforted him: "I will take care of your mother, you don't have to worry." But he shook his head violently, as if trying to dispel certain thoughts.

No, that's definitely not the way to do it. If I say that, not only will he not be able to concentrate on the battle, but he might even turn around and fight me.

"what……"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck me: this was the Qin Dynasty, over 2,000 years ago! His mother was clearly from a prominent family, so how could she understand modern language and expressions?

"I'm really worrying too much," I sighed. For some reason, the image of that dignified and virtuous face surfaced in my mind.

"Ugh!"

"Why do you think that?" I couldn't help but slap myself. The people around me looked at me in astonishment, not understanding why I suddenly slapped myself. "Let's go!" With that, I reined in my horse and galloped away to avoid this embarrassing scene.

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In the Han family mansion.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense and silent.

"Mom, I've packed it."

"You go and have a rest. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare the glutinous rice balls."

Han Xin picked up the threads and cloth that fell on the ground and said he was going into the kitchen.

"Xin'er, wait."

His mother suddenly called him. "Anything else you want, mother?"

Han Xin lowered his head and replied, "No more, mother."

"What did you say when you came in when I was injured just now?" Mrs. Han asked, looking straight at him.

"Mom, I didn't say anything at that time." Han Xin felt very uncomfortable and trembled all over.

Mrs. Han said seriously, "Do you think there is a special relationship between your uncle and me?" The meaning of her words made him immediately deny it.

"Mother, that's not the case. How dare Xin'er think that!"

Seeing her son's sincerity, Mrs. Han finally came to her senses, her eyes filled with disappointment.

"My child, I have always behaved well. You don't have to worry about the gossip of outsiders. If anyone slanders me again, don't let me see it. I will make you pay the price."

After saying this, Han Xin knelt down and burst into tears, swearing that he would never do it again. "I was wrong!" he said firmly, determined that he would never doubt her innocence again.

"Brother..." The little brother Han Zhe stuck his head out and looked at them worriedly.

"Take your brother to make glutinous rice balls, and use less water." Mother's gentle voice broke the silence.

"Yes, I understand." Han Xin took his brother's hand and walked towards the kitchen. He felt extremely regretful and secretly resolved: Even if everyone in the world is slandering them, I will never believe those groundless speculations again!

Chapter 333 Who should I give the remaining conscience to?

The evening sunset casts a golden glow.

Xiang Liling anxiously paced back and forth at the door, waiting for her husband to return. When she heard the sound of horse hooves approaching, she saw the figure of her husband returning.

"Husband..."

"What happened?" Xiang Liling asked with concern, "Did you encounter any difficulties? Why is there a red mark on your face?"

She stared anxiously at his unfamiliar clothes and the threads hanging from their corners.

"It's okay, I just accidentally fell on the road." He tried to downplay it and turned away her concerned gaze.

"Really?" She was a little skeptical but didn't show it. Then she thought of Brother Tian. "Your brother Tian Zhou is waiting for you at the mansion. It seems that something went wrong in the workshop."

"What exactly is the problem?"

"The workshop has lost some important farm tools."

After learning the importance of this matter, ** looked much more serious. "Where is he? I want to see him immediately."

The two soon met Tian Zhou, who was already waiting outside. He felt extremely guilty for his mistake and bowed deeply in apology. "Brother, over 500 iron plowshares are missing. We must find a way to repair them as soon as possible so as not to affect the spring plowing."

The situation is urgent. In this era, delaying the farming season is a serious matter and cannot be missed. "We must solve this problem as soon as possible. We cannot let the fields be delayed for planting."

So the two of them discussed countermeasures...

Chapter Rewoven Plot

As night fell, the sound of snoring rose and fell from a barracks outside the city gates. It was spring plowing season, and the workers' holiday had made the place even quieter and more deserted than usual. Exhausted from a day's work, they quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Torches gradually approached, flickering around the camp, and a harsh sound broke the silence. The lightest sleepers were awakened by the sound of armor clashing, and then heard the guard's violent command:

"Everyone, get up! Gather together quickly! Don't sleep anymore!"

Suddenly, complaints arose, and the men, yawning, dragged their feeble bodies from their dens and reluctantly lined up. The leading soldier, **, surveyed the surroundings with a stern face, his tone urgent and cold, "Where is Shi Gu? Where on earth is he hiding?"

A short, stout figure tried in vain to conceal himself. His companions instinctively parted, exposing him to the light. The guard raised his whip, pointed at him, and shouted, "Shi Gu, you still think you didn't hear anything?"

"Sir... I am still not awake, please spare my life..." Shi Gu trembled and quickly put his hands on his head to show his obedience.

"Take him away." After the official gave the cold order, two soldiers quickly stepped forward to subdue the struggling Shi Gu and walked out of the camp.

Although he was terrified, he was even more shocked when he realized the other person's identity - wasn't this the noble ** man he had met in the streets of Xianyang? His greed for a moment and his imitation of the monster's tricks had become the source of today's disaster.

When only that familiar face appeared before him, Shi Gu was utterly terrified. This figure, seated high in the tent, was no ordinary man: the Commander of the Black Ice Platform and Vice Minister of the Thunder and Fire Division—a figure of such power and influence—appearing here in the middle of the night, filled him with a sense of dread, as if he were on the brink of an abyss.

The man held up the wine bowl and smiled and asked, "Do you remember me?"

Shi Gu's face turned pale as snow, but he didn't dare to look directly at the other person's face. "I will...I will remember your face as if I had seen it all before."

"Very good, I came to see you for one thing only." The eunuch gently put down the wine bowl in his hand and said, "Do you know where bandits gather outside Xianyang?"

Shi Gu repeatedly shook his head to express his ignorance, but still revealed some information about the nearby mountains.

The official narrowed his eyes slightly, looking down at the ground, and replied calmly, "You truly are a man of integrity."

After a moment of silence, the official continued, "Don't say anything when you go back."

Then he waved a hand, signaling Shi Gu to leave, and watched his back disappear into the campfire. While the official secretly pondered how to recover the lost item, he began to have a different opinion of the kind-hearted but overly weak young craftsman. But the more important thing now was to solve the current thorny problem...

On the other side, it was late at night and the house was warm and pleasant.

Xiang Liling looked at Master Chen in front of her with admiration and praise, and said softly, "You are truly a rare good man."

"Humph," the man said with some disdain, "Being a good person will only make you get trampled on all your life."

Mr. Chen was in a bad mood, feeling both moved and angry at Tian's actions. "All those Qin Mozhongs are reasonable, but it's people like Brother Tian who make me feel uncomfortable."

She smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, we still have many wonderful things waiting to be done." Then there was a gentle laughter, filling the whole room with warmth and joy.

In a quiet mountain forest, a man named Lin Chuan was being interrogated by a court official.

"You are quite a good man."

"Are there still a lot of family members and descendants left in the mountains? Are you afraid that we'll catch them all?"

Lin Chuan's expression suddenly changed when his secret was exposed. He bent down and pondered for a long time, then resolutely strengthened his resolve. Once in the prison camp, his life and death would be completely in the hands of others. He had family and descendants hiding there, so he couldn't reveal a single detail, even at the cost of his own life.

"I recently lost some supplies. It was said that it was done by the hermits in the mountains."

"As long as you explain everything clearly, I can let you go."

"How?" the official asked briskly, tapping the table.

"Sir, you have the wrong person." Lin Chuan replied.

"The hermits in the mountains have no fixed place to live, and I have no dealings with them."

"If you really want to find it, I can lead the way and maybe find some clues."

The official's eyes gradually hardened. "You don't know how to appreciate my kindness!" he shouted, and slammed the table and stood up.

Lin Chuan knew that the officials would definitely protect Tian Zhou, the renowned metallurgical expert of the Qin Dynasty. If he were exiled because of this batch of materials, it would be a joke. Who would still work hard for him in the future?

"Do you think I can't do anything to you?" the official said threateningly.

"I really don't know."

"Even if you kill me, I won't be able to say a word."

Lin Chuan said firmly while lying on the ground. Suddenly, the official stood up and sneered: "Well, since you don't want to say it, you don't have to speak in the future."

He then began describing an extremely cruel punishment. Lin Chuan was so frightened that his entire body trembled, unable to refute. The official continued to describe the process of being transformed into livestock: his skin would be eroded by medicinal soup, he would be covered in wild animal fur, and raised in a diet of warming and nourishing medicines...

In the end, under this terrible threat, Lin Chuan was heartbroken and finally compromised.

"Sir, I know where the savages are! I'll tell you everything!" He burst into tears. "Please forgive me, sir."

The official looked down at him and asked, "Are you really not going to hide it anymore?"

"I wouldn't dare to hide a single word." Lin Chuan stood up and kowtowed repeatedly. When he faced the man in front of him, he realized that he was clearly an evil spirit, using the name of the government to cause chaos.