After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Zhuang Dingchun was naturally disappointed.

Li Chenan did not go to Jiuyu Tower. He took Zhongli Ruoshui and the five girls, dressed up in disguise, and left the palace in the heavy snow for the slums northwest of Yujing City.

The slums are all low and dilapidated small houses. It was the end of the year and the place was extremely quiet.

Almost all the men in the family have gone out to find some work to earn a few pennies to solve the problem of dinner.

Even many women left their homes and went to the door of a wealthy family, hoping to see if they could get some washing work.

Most of the people staying here are the elderly and children who cannot support themselves.

of course there are exceptions.

For example, Peng Dachui lives at the west end of Yangguan Alley.

There was a heavy wind and snow outside, and although the old wooden door was closed, it could not stop the cold wind from squeezing in through the crack in the door.

There is no charcoal for heating.

As for the cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold... they were in tatters and only served as a cover-up, losing their ability to keep warm.

Even though he was strong, Peng Dachui tightened his tattered cotton-padded jacket tightly under the attack of the cold wind. He looked at his wife holding the child and said:

"If this continues, don't talk about the New Year. Life will become a big problem."

"I went to join in the fun on the day the Prince Regent ascended the throne. What I came back to tell you... have you thought about it?"

Yang Huai hugged her two-year-old son tightly, and after a long time he sighed:
"They will definitely check the household registration!"

"We are gangsters!"

"With your skills, you can probably get into the Ministry of Industry... I also want to be a seventh-grade official. I also want you to get money back every month."

"But... Sledgehammer, we are Uighurs!"

"It's not easy to escape here. Ningguo and Uighurs don't have to deal with it. If the government finds out that you are Uighurs and arrests you, how can we, the two of us, survive!"

Peng Dachui squatted behind the door to block the cold wind from his wife, and was silent for a long time:

"But now it's winter and I really can't find any work... My old boss, Blacksmith Zhou, also put out the fire in his blacksmith shop. He said that instead of forging his own iron, he might as well try to see if he could get into the Ministry of Industry. After all, he was a seventh-grade official. "

"Er Gou happened to be seriously ill again, and the two taels of silver he finally saved were all spent."

"Mr. Yang said that Ergou is extremely nutritionally deficient and needs to be recuperated slowly. Even the food needs to be better, which all costs money!"

"The big dog died in infancy, and your health has also deteriorated a lot. Doctor Yang said it would be difficult to get pregnant again."

"Even if you are pregnant, if you want to give birth smoothly... it is no different than going to the gate of hell."

"We can't take that risk, and we can't be without Ergou anymore."

"I still have some strength and am good at making armor. If I can be recommended by Master Zhou's family, maybe they won't care about whether I am a gangster because of my skills."

"Or it could be said that there was a snowstorm on Beimo Road two years ago. We came from Beimo Road."

Yang Huai looked up at her husband.

Because of this skill, the two were forced to leave their hometown and travel thousands of miles to Ningguo. They traveled for more than two years before arriving in Yujing City.

In the past two years, they learned the language of the Central Plains, and finally settled down here with the money earned by their husbands.

Of course, life was much more difficult than when he was in Uihe, but he finally escaped the pursuit of the Golden Court of Uihe.

My husband’s craftsmanship is valuable!

But this is Ningguo after all!
If her husband sells this craft to Ning Guo, and Ning Guo's army is equipped with that fish scale armor... its combat effectiveness will be greatly improved!
Will this bring disaster to Uighur?
Xu Shi noticed his wife's worries, and Peng Dachui added:

"Surviving is the most important thing!"

"If King Tiele hadn't threatened your life back then, I would have given him the fish scale armor technology..."

"In the past two years, I have also figured out what is not a country."

"Wherever you can find shelter and peace of mind, that is the country."

"I can't even support my wife and children...why should I miss my homeland?"

"I heard that the emperor of Ningguo is different even though he is young... They are saying that he is different from all the emperors."

"Roughly speaking, he doesn't pay much attention to matters related to government affairs, but pays more attention to technical matters."

"He is building some kind of academy of science at the foot of Qi Mountain outside Changle Palace. Craftsmen from all over the Ning Kingdom are gathered there... He said that the emperor wants to treat that place as a chicken." Yang Huai was stunned: "Chicken? "

"Yes, they said it was a chicken that the emperor got to hatch eggs!"

"This egg is all kinds of technology!"

"He invited the most skilled craftsmen from all walks of life, and he wanted to pool the wisdom of all the craftsmen in the Academy of Sciences to make the chicken lay golden eggs."

"So this is when he needs someone. If I create a suit of fish scale armor, I think... he might be able to give us a future."

future!

Yang Huai's eyes, which had long lost their luster after being tortured by life, suddenly lit up.

When she returned to Huihe, she married Peng Dachui... Of course, her name was not Yang Huai at that time, and his name was not Peng Dachui. This is no longer important.
At that time, I fell in love with him because of his craftsmanship. Most of the Huihe people were shepherds and there were many craftsmen, but most of them used wool to weave blankets, but Peng Dachui was a genius at smelting!
His name is well known in the Tiele tribe!
Because the ironware he creates is unique!

After marrying him, what kind of future do you envision?

It's not about being rich and powerful, but about the respect from the tribe.

His life was originally happy and stable, but after he created the unprecedented fish scale armor and presented it to King Tiele, he encountered an unexpected disaster.

To use the words of the people in the Central Plains, it is basically a crime to possess a treasure.

Her future was shattered, and now she has never thought about it again.

The only thing she thinks about now is to survive!
The child in your arms can survive.

A family of three can survive.

How long has it been since winter? Six people have died in this Yangguan alley!
Those who freeze to death will also starve to death!
Thinking that the brown rice in the rice vat had reached the bottom, and listening to the cold wind howling outside the door, Yang Huai hesitated.

The husband said that words were a road, but he didn’t know where that road would lead.

This is gambling.

The lives of a family of three are at stake!
"But what if... what if Ning Guo also wants you to hand over the smelting method?"

"Give it to them if they want it. They won't be able to solve the problems in a short time. Then I can earn money for at least a few months."

At this moment, footsteps sounded in the quiet streets.

The sound was very small, mostly covered up by the howling wind and snow.

Peng Dachui heard it, but at first he didn't take it seriously. There are always people walking in the streets.

But then he heard a knock on the door.

It's the wood door behind him!

A man's voice came in:
"Master, the wind and snow are too heavy. How about we come in to get out of the cold?"

Avoid the cold?

This shows that the people outside the door are not from this slum.

Very few people come to Kyoto at this time of year, and even if they do, they won't come to this place, because there are no inns, no restaurants, not even steam cake and straw cake shops.

There are usually two types of people who come here -

Gangsters!

Or a policeman from the Yamen!

It's so cold, unless there's a shocking murder, the yamen's police officers won't go out.

That's... the bandit!
The couple looked at each other with extremely worried eyes.

Peng Dachui stood up and waved to his wife. Yang Huai turned around and walked behind a straw curtain with his son in his arms.

Peng Dachui took off a hatchet from the wall and put it on his waist. He opened the door bolt.

The door opens.

A gust of snow begins.

A young man covered in snow stood in front of the door.

He is holding a dog in his left hand and a jug of wine in his right hand. (End of chapter)