A poor peasant girl: Farming with a baby and abusing her husband

Liu Zhuo was attracted by the people in front of him.

Seeing that the blacksmith was ignoring him, Tala, a tall man, said angrily, "Hey, you can't hear what I'm saying. You don't even want the gold?"

The blacksmith stopped what he was doing and glanced at his expressionless face.

"Someone has already ordered this one. You can pick it up in ten days."

The blacksmith finished and started banging bang bang bang again.

Several Tartars were obviously dissatisfied with the blacksmith's disregard for them.

"I want this one in your hand. Anyway, the person who ordered it hasn't come to take it now. I'll give you twice the price and give it to me later. You're stupid if you don't make money if you have money."

The big-bodied Tatar came to the market and said.

Obviously, the blacksmith has not seen such a scary formation before. He said without fear:

"As a man, you must keep your word and pay attention to first come, first served. Do you Tartars always like to take advantage of others? You are no different from animals."

When Liu Zhuo saw the blacksmith speaking so directly at Talla, he couldn't help but praise his courage, but at the same time he was worried that he might be pestered by several people later.

Sure enough, several Tartars instantly became angry when they heard that a blacksmith dared to insult them.

They grabbed the gold ingots on the table, took out the swords on their waists, and prepared to deal with the blacksmith.

Liu Zhuo jumped up to the blacksmith from a short distance away. Facing several angry Tatars, he said:

"It seems that you Tartars really like to bully the weak. Is bullying the weak something that is engraved in your bones?"

Large physique tara:

"Don't talk nonsense to him. Both of them should teach me a lesson. It's been too long since they have tried the power of our Tartar iron hoof."

After saying that, he started to work.

The blacksmith said to Liu Zhuo: "You shouldn't get involved. I can solve the problem myself."

He looked calm and composed.

Several Tartars attacked Liu Zhuo and the blacksmith in two groups.

Liu Zhuo and the two Taalas have been in a state of attacking each other. Only the blacksmith is in a state of avoidance. Taala is waving his sword, but he can easily avoid their attacks.

Within a few rounds, Liu Zhuo defeated the two Tartars who faced him. The blacksmith on the other side caused the two strong men to pant and utter obscene words.

Seeing that they were no match for the two men, several tall Tartar men ran away with harsh words on their lips.

Xu Wei and others heard the news and rushed over, only to see a mess in front of them.

"Are you OK!"

Xu Wei did not directly call Liu Zhuo by his title in front of everyone.

Liu Zhuo shook his head: "I'm fine. Are all the Tartar people here so arrogant? Look at what a mess this iron shop has become."

Xu Wei looked at the blacksmith again and said:

"I can't even count how many times I have come to trouble you. Even the Tartar people like you are thinking about me."

Blacksmith: "This time, let the Lord worry. You should have told him the truth earlier, so as not to waste your time on me."

Liu Zhuo looked at their conversation with confusion.

Xu Wei pulled Liu Zhuo aside and said: "The Tartar people have no shortage of cattle, horses and livestock, but they have a special liking for ironware, so they often cross the border to buy some ironware back. The blacksmith in this iron shop is related to the Tartar people. The revenge for killing my father is why I never sell it to them."

Liu Zhuo probably knew why the blacksmith didn't confront Tarala, because he just wanted to piss them off.

However, he still admired the blacksmith's skill very much.

He walked over and extended his hand to introduce himself: "Liu Zhuo!"

The blacksmith high-fived him and said, "Blacksmith Li."

Liu Zhuo: "I appreciate your backbone, but in a place like this, there is not always someone to stand up for you, so you still have to pay attention to your own safety. The Tartar people are extremely cruel, and you must protect yourself first to be able to live longer in the future."

Blacksmith Li felt a little relieved when he heard Liu Zhuo's words, but his face remained determined.

Xu Wei felt that the market was indeed a bit lively and suggested that Liu Zhuo go back and rest first. Anyway, if you have more time, you can arrange other itineraries later.

Returning to the house within the city wall, Liu Zhuo suddenly felt much cooler.

Looking back on what I saw today, although it is in sharp contrast to the stability of the Central Plains region, my sincere and patriotic heart is even more exciting.

How much he wanted to share the cultural anecdotes of this foreign land with Yan Shu.

I wonder how Yan Shu, who is far away in Huaishu Village, is doing recently. Her grain and oil store was so busy that she was probably so busy every day that she had no time to think about him.

Liu Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart. He called his attendants to bring them pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Whether it was because he was depressed or because he hadn't written for a long time, he wrote a few pieces of paper, crumpled it, and threw it on the floor.

Even the attendant who was grinding ink next to him noticed something was wrong with his master.

"Sir, are you depressed by the troubles at the market today? Master Xu told me that you don't need to patrol tomorrow."

The attendant reminded from the side.

Liu Zhuo: "That's not the case. Just focus on sharpening your ink. I'll finish writing the letter and hand it over to the most experienced carrier pigeon later."

The attendant obeyed his instructions and then studied the ink in silence.

This time, Liu Zhuo wrote calmly. After a while, I wrote a long article eloquently.

Liu Zhuo thought that Yan Shu, who was thousands of miles away in a day or two, would be very happy to receive his letter, and at the same time she would also yearn for this kind of free and rough life in the desert.

Yes, a woman like Yan Shu would never be defeated no matter what the circumstances. She could survive with strength. This was what he had always admired about her.

On a night when the moon was sparse, Tabur was whistled again by the wind and sand.

Xu Wei came back from having sex with a large mud ball in his hand and a large pot of milk wine in his hand.

Before he even approached Liu Zhuo, he smelled the smell of meat.

"Haha, what makes it taste so delicious? You really understand me and know that I happen to be hungry at this time."

Liu Zhuo pulled away the waste paper on the table to make room for Xu Wei to put things.

I saw that the mud ball was about to burst, and some oil was seeping out from it.

Xu Wei used his rough big hands to pull it twice, and the mud ball split into several parts.

"Haha. Sheep tripe stuffed with chicken! This is a good thing, fragrant and nourishing, specially prepared for you!"

Xu Wei said as he used his saber to open the sheep's belly.

The lamb tripe was a little browned by the mud, but it was really delicious and juicy inside. The chicken is also surprisingly fragrant.

Liu Zhuo also cheerfully took the meat and wine bowl handed over by Xu Wei and ate the meat.

The two of them got excited and started to make some household chores.

Liu Zhuocai knew that Xu Wei, who was also assigned to this border town, was originally a young military attache who was not popular in the court. Because his family has practiced martial arts for generations, his father even served in the Royal Forest Army. He was only dismissed because he offended a powerful official and the whole family was implicated.

Liu Zhuo comforted him, but when he thought about it, his own experience seemed not much different from Xu Wei's.

Because his own lineage has never been favored by the emperor, he had no choice but to protect the foundation of the Liu family.

The two of them drank and chatted overnight and became quite intimate.