Hard to be a good wife

"Lang Jun, take the young master out to play again. These are the tiger-toed shoes that my wife just made, and I gave it to the young master to wear."

"Xiao Lang, this is a vegetable grown at my house, you can take it home and taste it..."

"Xiao Lang, these are the eggs laid by my hen, for Mr. Shang to eat..."

The vendors on this street all knew Tang Yue, and when they saw him out shopping with a doll, they stuffed him with something from time to time.

On this street, Tang Yue cured three old men's rheumatic legs, one old woman's back pain, and a young boss's foot problem that fell down in his early years.

At the beginning, everyone would kneel down and salute when they saw him, and then, after getting a little familiar, everyone would greet him stiffly when they saw him. Now, as long as Tang Yue walks through this street, everyone Then he will stuff him with some things he sells.

Of course, it was impossible for Tang Yue to accept it every time, except for the first time he accepted the kindness, and then he either refused or had the money paid.

People in this era are living a very difficult life. Tang Yue took the egg stuffed by the old man with one hand, and glanced at the pants on his body. It was a pair of pants made out of various noodles, and it was the only pair of pants in their family. .

Tang Yue smiled at him, and put the egg in Xiao Luoluo's hand, "This is the egg that the old man gave to Xiao Luoluo, Luoluo wants to say thank you."

Little Luoluo is more than one year old, and he speaks more clearly. Tang Yue taught him the word "thank you" many times, and he said it very well.

The old man hurriedly waved his hands, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the grassroots can't bear it."

Tang Yue didn't refute, but knelt down and asked little Luoluo, "Uncle gave Luoluo the most precious egg in their family, will Luoluo return the gift?"

Hearing this, little Luoluo grabbed his belt with a bitter face. On it was his favorite stone, a bright red one, which was given to him by a servant of the Prince's Mansion when he was one year old. Unremarkable, but his favorite.

He took down the stone and handed it to the other party, with big eyes full of reluctance, "Here you are."

"This... I can't... I really can't..." The old man was so frightened that his black face almost turned white.

Tang Yue touched Xiao Luoluo's head, and said to the old man: "Take it, it's just an ordinary stone, not worth much."

If it was really a very valuable thing, he would not let little Luoluo give it away. Apart from teaching him gratitude, he also had to have the principle of equal trading.

When you have no ability to make money, giving alms too generously is not kindness, but stupidity.

Seeing that the street was crowded and the guards were carrying things, Tang Yue asked them to go back first. This street is full of familiar people and there is no danger.

Although the guards disagreed, they were finally divided into two groups. One group brought things back first before coming out, and the other group continued to follow Tang Yue.

After shopping in a street, Tang Yue was going to take little Luoluo back, but at this moment, there was noise from the adjacent street, and then a group of people swarmed towards this side.

"What are those people doing?" Tang Yue also became curious.

The two guards grew up in Yecheng. Seeing the situation, they said, "It must be that artists from all over the world have entered the city. At the end of every year, these artists will come to Yecheng to perform and earn enough money to go home."

"Oh?" Tang Yue had heard about this before, but never saw it with his own eyes. He hugged Xiao Luoluo and asked him, "Does Xiao Luoluo want to watch a juggling show?"

"What is juggling?"

"Uh... it's all kinds of performances. Let's go, I'll let you see them." Tang Yue was always curious when he saw folk juggling on TV in his previous life.

The two guards hurriedly dissuaded him: "Mr. Lang, there are many people in front of you, why don't you invite them to the mansion?"

The aristocratic mansion will invite some well-known entertainers to perform in the mansion. This is also a popular thing in recent years. If someone is holding a wedding, it is even more indispensable for these people to perform hard.

If the hosts are satisfied, these artists can often get generous rewards, which is also a good thing for them.

"No need, I know His Royal Highness doesn't like too much noise, let's go back after taking a look."

The guards still felt that something was wrong, but considering that the emperor was at his feet and he was on the street, there shouldn't be anything wrong.

The entertainers had also stopped, set up a posture in the open space at the intersection, and shouted loudly with gongs and drums.

Tang Yue carried Xiao Luoluo into the crowd. He carefully protected Xiao Luoluo's head to prevent him from being squeezed, and then chose a position near the middle to stand.

Two guards stood on either side of him, holding the handle of the knife, looking around vigilantly.

The first one to go on stage was to break the boulder on the chest. With a hammer down, the audience around shouted loudly, expecting to see a scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, but the stone was cracked, but the person under him did not shed a drop of blood. Not even a scar on his body.

Tang Yue actually knew the principle of this kind of acrobatics, but he couldn't help admiring the courage of the man underneath when he saw such a large stone pressing on him.

Little Luoluo was so frightened that he covered his eyes with his paws, and couldn't help opening the slit to peek. When he saw the man stand up intact, he lowered his paws in surprise, opened his mouth wide and yelled.

Tang Yue leaned close to his ear and asked him, "Isn't it strange?"

Little Luoluo frowned and thought for a while, then replied him with two words: "It hurts!" In the eyes of such a young child, he felt that the hammer must have been extremely painful.

Tang Yue didn't explain too much, and he obviously couldn't understand what he was told now that when the force is constant, the greater the mass, the smaller the acceleration.

After watching sword dance, walking on stilts, stacking plates, swallowing swords, etc. Tang Yue saw that it was getting late, so he wanted to leave with the child in his arms.

In the center of the arena, a middle-aged strong man came out carrying two jars, and shouted loudly: "Next, let me show you a fire-breathing dragon. Don't miss it when you pass by..."

As soon as Xiao Luoluo heard the fire-breathing dragon, he shouted excitedly: "Dragon...Dragon..." He still remembered the bedtime stories Tang Yue told him, some of which were related to dragons. is wonderful.

Seeing this, Tang Yue pinched his cheek indulgently: "Okay, let's watch the last one."

He raised his head and looked in the middle, and saw the strong man lifted the jar and took a big sip. Tang Yue guessed it was wine, and then the man opened his mouth suddenly in one direction. The audience can still feel the scorching temperature.

Everyone applauded one after another, and little Luoluo was no exception. For this, Tang Yue gave a lot of knives to the little girl who came to ask for money.

The strong man in the field changed his angle, opened his mouth again, and a ball of flames immediately formed, bigger than before, and rushed directly to the face of the audience closest to him.

The accident started at this moment. The audience screamed, and the flames quickly burned his hair, followed by his clothes, and the people around him also ran away in fright.

For a moment, the crowded crowd seemed to be boiling hot water, squeezing out.

Tang Yue was about to ask the guards to come forward to help put out the fire and save people, but looking around, how could there be those two guards?Surrounded by a group of restless strangers.

He himself was too crowded by the crowd to stand still, and he moved to the side step by step.

Seeing this, Tang Yue quickly hugged the child to his chest, turned his back to the crowd, and softly comforted Luo Luo.

At this moment, someone yelled, "Run, you're dead...someone's been trampled to death..."

Tang Yue said inwardly that he was not good, and before he had time to discern the direction, he was pushed aside by the excited crowd. In the chaos, his feet were stepped on several times, and he was so painful that he almost couldn't stand still.

But at this moment, someone bumped into his knee, the force caused him to fall forward inertially, and the child in his arms was also pulled out of his arms.

Seeing that little Luoluo was about to fall to the ground, and the surrounding crowd was crowded with trampling crowds, Tang Yue's pupils shrank in fright, and he pushed the person in front of him away with strength from nowhere, and he threw himself forward. Press Luo Luo under him.

A pair of feet stepped on his back mercilessly, Tang Yue shivered a bit, trembling with pain, but he didn't dare to let his body stick to the ground, otherwise the child under him would surely die.

Tang Yue shrinks his body little by little, protecting little Luoluo from all sides.

In the crowd, two ordinary-looking men looked at each other and frowned.

"What should I do? The Lord told me to kill the younger ones and keep the older ones, so how do I kill them?"

"Wouldn't it be better to solve the two together?"

"If you ask me to kill the big one, once the big one dies, the young one will definitely not survive."

"Isn't that the same?"

"Hurry up, the crowd is about to disperse."

"Well, I'll go."

While holding the child, Tang Yue paid attention to avoiding the pairs of feet passing by. If he was stepped on a few times, he would not die or be seriously injured.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a pair of feet approaching him from the corner of his eye. Unlike the flustered footsteps around him, these feet walked extremely steadily and with a clear goal, striding towards him in a straight line.

Tang Yue became alert, and quietly held the scalpel in his sleeve in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the other party had already walked up to him, one foot was raised high, and it was about to step hard on his waist.

Tang Yue had no doubt that with this kick, his waist would break. The fear of being shrouded in death made him react instantly.

He twisted the wrist holding the scalpel, swung his arm back forcefully, the sharp blade sliced ​​across the ankle of that foot, and then he rolled sideways in a small circle.

"Ah..." It was not unexpected for a scream to be mixed in the noise, but immediately after the people around saw the blood all over the ground, they rioted again.

Tang Yue grabbed a person's trousers and stood up with strength, ignoring the crying child in his arms, hugging him and struggling to walk towards the direction where there were few people.

As soon as one big and one small walked out, the guards guarding the perimeter immediately spotted the two of them, tiptoed, and jumped to his side stepping on the heads of a group of people.

"Let's go, there are assassins!" Tang Yue whispered to them, and then rushed into a restaurant on the street with the child in his arms.

He did not return to the Prince's Mansion hastily, walking back from this street would pass several quiet roads, no one could tell that there would be an ambush on the road.

And in this bustling restaurant, as long as there are no accidents, it should be no problem to wait for rescue.

Tang Yue spent one gold to ask the shopkeeper to go to the Prince's Mansion in person, and asked His Royal Highness to bring someone to pick them up.

The shopkeeper naturally recognized the Crown Princess, and he was determined not to accept the gold, and left in a hurry with the two guards.

Tang Yue didn't let out a long breath until he sat down. The dull pain in his back reminded him that he was only an inch away from death just now.

The feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe filled his heart, making him a little out of breath.