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Chapter 4: The Life-Saving Hot Spring

  Chapter 4: The Life-Saving Hot Spring

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  After eating and drinking to their heart's content, and also taking away a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables, Chen and Fang, the two wives, wiped their mouths in satisfaction. After bidding farewell to Feng Tiejun and his wife with enthusiasm, they drove the horse carriage out of the mountain villa overnight.

  "Brother Zhang, what should we do about this?"

  Qian Niang held a small pouch in her hand, which was secretly handed to her by Chen Pozi when she got on the bus. At that time, she pinched it and felt it was hard, probably what she had guessed.

  Valuables like gold and silver are liked by everyone. However, this silver isn't something you can just take for free. Recalling the subtle implications of what Old Lady Chen said, she asked her husband uncertainly.

  "This matter is not simple," Feng Tiezhu watched the carriage disappear into the distance, his rugged face filled with contemplation at this moment. "Although I've been away from the mansion for many years, every year when I go back to send New Year's gifts, I've also heard a little about the master's affairs... Since that Madam Su entered the house, the backyard of the second house has been very restless, and it's said that rumors of the second master 'favoring his concubine over his wife' have spread, although they were suppressed by the madam..."

  Feng Tiezhu thought of the woman he had just seen, and a bad premonition flashed through his mind. "Right, what did Old Lady Chen whisper to you earlier?"

  "She said that the second lady of the mansion has entrusted us to take good care of the woman inside, and we must not let her die," Qiangniang said as she opened a small purse and pulled out two gold ingots in the shape of yuanbao, looking at the master with a hint of surprise, "Master, look..."

  "Wow! Two gold ingots, a full ten taels!"

  Feng Tiezhu took a deep breath and said to himself, "What a huge sum of money! To think that an ordinary family's annual expenses are only about 50-60 taels of silver, and the exchange rate between gold and silver is 10:1. Ten taels of gold is equivalent to 100 taels of silver, which would be enough for them to live comfortably for three or four years!"

  "Zhuzi Ge, are you saying she's being serious or sarcastic?"

  Qian Niang was also startled, she had just received the pouch and thought there were only a few silver coins inside, but unexpectedly it was gold. After all, no one gets something for nothing, the master who exiled people to their managed estate had a responsibility to take good care of them. But this master, who was extremely favored by his mistress, handed out 10 taels of gold as soon as he opened his mouth, without making any difficult demands.

  This seems a bit abnormal. Perhaps what she said is the opposite? Wanting them to get rid of the woman inside? Otherwise, it just doesn't make sense.

  "Hmm..." Feng Tiezhu pondered for a moment, the thoughts of his masters were indeed hard to fathom, and it had been a long time since he last returned to the manor, so he wasn't quite sure about the current situation in the manor.

  However, his father often taught him to "leave a margin of three parts" and not to do things to the extreme. Not to mention that he is now just a small white ding who has removed his slave status, even if he had identity and status, he should still leave room for maneuver, otherwise, one day he would offend someone and wouldn't know how he died.

  "Alright, whether it's a straightforward or roundabout way of speaking, let's just listen to Second Master," thought Feng Tiejun, scratching his chin. "Second Master has brought this person here to 'recuperate', so we'll take care of her. It doesn't matter anyway, it won't affect our meals. By the way, that room you arranged earlier seems like it hasn't been occupied for a long time, there's nothing inside. When we send over her luggage later, let's also bring some bedding and blankets."

  "Alright, I understand!"

  Qian Niang has been married to Feng Tiezhu for seven or eight years and is deeply impressed by her husband's abilities. It's worth noting that not every household can give birth to a child who receives the master's favor and removes their slave status.

  Tie Zhu's father was a man known for his intelligence, but he remained a servant until his death. On the other hand, Tie Zhu, who was ridiculed as "Feng Da Sha", caught the master's eye and left the mansion early to help the second young master manage the estate.

  Apart from Xiao Er's discerning eye for talent, it also shows that Zhu Zi Ge has strong abilities and a sharp vision.

  Since he said normal hospitality, then normal hospitality, besides, didn't Su Er Nai also say to take good care of him?

  Having thought it through, Qiangniang calmly accepted the two silver ingots and also took out two half-old quilts and mattresses, along with the two packages brought by Chen Babaizi, and carried them towards Wang Kui Fang's small courtyard.

  "Huh? Why is there a bright light inside?"

  Qian Niang walked into a secluded courtyard, as if she saw a yellow light flashing inside the house.

  As she walked closer in confusion, she found that the bright light had disappeared.

  "Strange, could it be that the roof leaked and let in sunlight?" Qiangniang shook her head in doubt, thinking it unlikely. This house was the only separate small courtyard in the second door, just right for a "noble person" to recuperate, both conforming to the identity of the visitor and not interfering with their normal life.

  Although the houses in the yard are a bit old, they are not damaged to the point of leaking rain.

  "It must be my eyes playing tricks on me," he said, putting down the bundle and quilt he was carrying, taking out the key from his waist and unlocking the door. With a creak, he pushed open the door and saw Wang Yi lying weakly on the ground, still pale but with much more stable breathing.

  "Oh dear, young lady, what are you doing on the ground?"

  Qian Niang said "Oh heavens" as she worked, not stopping for a moment. First, she quickly carried the quilt and bedding into the bedroom, made the bed, then casually put the luggage on the kang cabinet, before turning back to help Wang up.

  "Miss, I don't know your name either, but judging from your age, I'm a few years older than you, so let's just call you little sister," Since she had decided how to take care of this "noble person", Qian Niang's words and actions became much warmer than when Wang Yi first entered the door. "Little sister, what's wrong with you? Are you sick or something? Oh dear, our village is quite remote after all, there isn't a good doctor within a hundred miles... but don't worry, our master has already gone to town to invite a doctor for you..."

  Chatteringly, Qiangniang seemed to be muttering to herself, but she knew in her heart that the woman she was supporting was very clear-headed. So, she didn't miss a single word of what she should say, and between the lines, she was also boasting about how obedient they were as a couple, and how they would take good care of her.

  But what actually happened was that Feng Tiezhu did go to the county town, but not to invite a doctor, but to find a blacksmith to repair farm tools.

  "Alright, sister saw how weak you are, so she stewed the old hen that lays eggs at home. It's now simmering on the stove," Qiangniang helped Wang Yifu onto the bed, pulled over the quilt to cover him, patted the dust off her hands and said softly: "You rest for a while first, when the chicken soup is done, sister will bring it over to you!"

  After saying this, Qiangniang left the door of the house.

  "It's cold! I'm so cold!"

  Wang curled up like a shrimp in the quilt, her hands tightly clutching her aching belly. In a daze, she heard the woman's muttering to herself and the sound of her leaving the room.

  "No way, if I keep going like this, I'll die," Wang Yi struggled to open his eyes and sat up with all his might, carefully examining everything around him.

  Before one's eyes was a dilapidated house, the walls were somewhat mottled, the window by the bed was pasted with leaky white paper, a simple table, bed and cabinet, and on the cabinet two familiar bundles.

  It's too simple, there isn't even hot water, Wang Yisheng's thick reminder told herself that she needs help.

  "Is anyone there? Big sister, are you still there?"

  Called for half a day, no response.

  The king closed his eyes in defeat, clearly feeling his life slipping away bit by bit.

  "Am I going to die again? No, I don't want to!" She suddenly opened her eyes and her pleading gaze fixed on the Buddhist beads on her wrist:

  "Bodhisattva, save me! Even a bowl of hot water or a bowl of rice would be fine!"

  Before he had even finished speaking, the scene suddenly changed and Wang Yi's body didn't move, but strangely arrived at an unfamiliar place.

  "What is this?"

  Wang Yi stared blankly at the small courtyard in front of him, wondering why it looked so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

  But what's important is that she actually found a spring on one side of the courtyard.

  Wang Yī had completely lost the ability to think at this moment, she numbly moved her feet and came to the side of the spring. She bent down, carefully inserting her hands into the water to try it out, huh, warm? Could it be a hot spring?

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