He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 367: Beat You for Master

After that day, Blacksmith Ma no longer talked to people with a smile like he used to. He had a gloomy face all day long, as if everyone owed him money.

From that year on, the millipede never came back.

Only Yu'er did it year after year without interruption.

Now, Jiang Lin is the only one working in the blacksmith shop.

His craftsmanship has far surpassed that of the blacksmith Ma, but his prices are still the same as they were more than ten years ago.

Everyone in the city knows that if they want to get iron made, they have to come to Master Jiang.

It was the end of the year again. Yu'er came to the door with some things like she did in previous years, but she only saw Lu Yinghong, so she asked, "Where are Uncle Ma and Brother Chen?"

Lu Yinghong wiped the corner of his eyes and said, "Your uncle Ma has not been in good health recently. Hong Chen went to get a doctor for him."

As he was speaking, Jiang Lin came back with the doctor.

"Brother Chen." Yu'er shouted.

Jiang Lin nodded and hurried into the house with the doctor.

Yu'er followed behind, lifted the door curtain, and saw Ma the blacksmith lying on the bed with a pale face.

The doctor went over to take his pulse, and Yu'er asked in a low voice, "Why did Uncle Ma suddenly become so ill?"

But as soon as she asked the question, she realized something.

“Is it because of the millipede?”

Lu Yinghong said nothing, but just stood by the door with her head down, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Lin looked at Yu'er and shook his head slightly at her.

Yu'er immediately understood that this was a request for her to stop asking.

After a while, the doctor finished taking the patient's pulse and called them out of the house.

"He has been depressed for a long time and is now seriously ill. I'll give him some medicine to take first. But looking at his current condition, I'm afraid he won't be able to make it to the end of the next year."

Lu Yinghong's body swayed and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Yu'er was quick to catch her.

"I'll go back with you to get the medicine." Jiang Lin said and turned to look at Yu'er.

Yu'er seemed to understand what he wanted to say: "I'm here, go get the medicine."

Jiang Lin nodded, then followed the doctor out the door.

After getting the medicine at the pharmacy, the doctor pulled him aside and whispered, "Master Ma is dying. If there is a chance, ask Master Ma to come back and see him."

"Ah."

After leaving the pharmacy, Jiang Lin did not return to the blacksmith shop first, but walked out of the city.

His steps were big and fast.

One step forward would cover a distance of hundreds of meters.

Not long after, Jiang Lin was standing at the door of the prefect's house two hundred miles away.

When the servant learned that he was looking for millipedes, he went in to report and not long after, a fat and ugly woman came out.

Her face is covered with pockmarks and she has a fat head and big ears.

After looking Jiang Lin up and down, she asked, "You are the brother Chen that your husband mentioned, right?"

The woman's voice was very pleasant, clear and melodious, like the sound of a lark.

Jiang Lin nodded and asked, "Where's the millipede?"

"He was promoted to Tongzhi and happened to be on duty today. You can tell me if you have anything to say." The woman knelt down and saluted Jiang Lin, her voice gentle and sweet: "Sister-in-law Shen Zhiyun, I often heard my husband mention Brother Chen before. After seeing him today, I found him to be really heroic and extraordinary."

It turned out that she was the prefect's daughter.

Seeing that Malu was not there, Jiang Lin bowed and prepared to leave.

Shen Zhiyun suddenly said, "I have never been home since I married you. Can you show me filial piety on your behalf?"

Jiang Lin looked at her, then shook his head slightly: "No need."

Watching him leave, Shen Zhiyun called the housekeeper and ordered, "Take five hundred taels and send it to my husband's family, as a token of my filial piety to my husband."

"Yes."

When Jiang Lin arrived at the blacksmith shop, he saw Yu'er wiping Lu Yinghong's tears with a handkerchief.

Seeing Jiang Lin coming back, Yu Er quickly stood up: "Brother Chen."

Jiang Lin nodded slightly to her, and did not mention that he had been to the prefect's house. He just said, "I'll go boil medicine for the master."

A day later, someone sent five hundred taels of silver, saying it was a token of filial piety from the Tongzhi.

Lu Yinghong hurriedly asked: "Where is Malu? When will he come back?"

The servant shook his head: "The Tongzhi has just left for his new post, I'm afraid he won't be back in a short time."

Lu Yinghong looked gloomy and said nothing more.

A few days later, Blacksmith Ma seemed to be feeling better.

When he learned that Malu had sent someone to deliver five hundred taels of silver, he simply threw the wooden box containing the silver away.

Lu Yinghong squatted on the ground with his head down, picking up the silver pieces one by one.

Behind him came the angry voice of Ma the Blacksmith: "I told him not to go to school but to learn blacksmithing from me, but you insisted on letting him go. What a woman's opinion! I shouldn't have listened to you!"

Lu Yinghong squatted there, putting the silver into the wooden box, tears falling down her face.

As the blacksmith Ma kept shouting, he threw his head back and fell down.

Lu Yinghong turned around and saw this scene, and the silver in his hand fell to the ground.

She screamed and ran towards the house.

"The boss!"

The fall made Blacksmith Ma's illness worse, and his health deteriorated day by day.

The condition did not improve until a few days before the end of the year.

Yu'er came back very early this year, as her business had reached a bottleneck in recent years.

The business is too big and there is no one to rely on, so I am exhausted both physically and mentally.

But she still brought a lot of gifts as she did in previous years, distributed some to all the neighbors, and finally came to the blacksmith shop.

Seeing that the blacksmith Ma was actually sitting at the dining table, Yu'er asked with some surprise: "Uncle Ma, are you well?"

Blacksmith Ma didn't say anything, just looked at the door, as if he was waiting for something.

Lu Yinghong poured him a glass of wine, but was also pushed away.

Yu'er knew who he was waiting for, but it was unlikely that he would be waiting this year. When she was doing business outside, she heard people say that Ma Lu had done a good job as a Tongzhi, and maybe he would be promoted to Zhifu in a few years.

But Yu'er didn't say this. Instead, she sat down and chatted casually with Lu Yinghong.

She still glanced at Jiang Lin from time to time, but Jiang Lin only stared at Ma the blacksmith.

In his field of vision, the wisps of aura from Blacksmith Ma were gradually disappearing and dimming.

Jiang Lin understood what this meant, as several familiar elderly neighbors had passed away in the past in the same way.

Blacksmith Ma is about to die.

She waited from morning till night before Yu'er finally returned home in response to her mother's call.

Late at night, she had no desire to sleep.

He got up, put on his clothes, and walked to the door.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, I was absent-minded for a moment.

At this time, Yu'er heard a shrill cry.

"The boss!"

The voice was very familiar. Her heart skipped a beat and without even bothering to put her clothes on, she quickly ran towards the direction where the crying came from.

When she arrived at the blacksmith shop, Yu'er saw that many neighbors had already come.

Lu Yinghong was in the inner room, holding the body of Ma the blacksmith and crying her heart out.

The carefully prepared meal was completely cold.

It fell to the ground and was completely dirty.

Yu'er ran quickly towards Lu Yinghong, while looking around but did not see the familiar figure.

Just as she ran to the door, she heard a creaking sound next to her.

When I turned around, I saw Jiang Lin holding something in his hand. After walking out of the house, he ran away without looking back.

Yu'er was stunned.

At this time, what is Brother Chen going to do?

In the darkness, Jiang Lin's figure quickly shuttled through the night.

He ran faster than a year ago, and each step covered hundreds of meters.

Not long after, he stood at the door of the prefect's house again.

There were faint sounds of laughter and joy coming from the yard. Rich families all had the habit of keeping watch at night.

The sleepy servant at the door saw him striding towards him and subconsciously raised his hand to block him: "Who are you? Where is this..."

Jiang Lin didn't say anything, just grabbed his arm and threw him out.

Then he raised his leg and kicked out.

The two heavy doors made a loud bang and were kicked far away, breaking into pieces when they hit the solid screen wall.

Jiang Lin kept walking forward.

He had no intention of turning, and halfway through his walk he raised his hand and punched out.

The screen wall, which was carved from a single piece of hard stone, crumbled like tofu under his fist.

Amid the rustling sounds, several figures appeared in Jiang Lin's field of vision.

One of them was a middle-aged man with an exquisite mustache and looked energetic. He looked over here with a surprised expression.

When the middle-aged man saw Jiang Lin's face clearly, he looked even more shocked.

"Brother Chen?"

He was the millipede who had not been seen for many years.

The servants and guards rushed out with knives, guns, sticks and clubs. Jiang Lin took a step forward and went straight into the inner courtyard.

Looking at the extremely burly figure, and then glancing at the broken gate and screen wall, a hint of anger flashed in Malu's eyes.

He waved his hand to signal the home appliances and guards not to act rashly, then looked at Jiang Lin and asked, "Brother Chen, what do you mean? It's New Year's Day, and you come to my house to cause trouble!"

Jiang Lin ignored him, walked straight up to him and stretched out his hand.

When Malu saw the thing in his hand, he felt it looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.

The boys and girls around him looked at Jiang Lin curiously.

Jiang Lin didn't look at anyone. He reached out, opened the cloth bag, and took out the candied haws that were dry and hard as stones.

Then he said, "You sewed this for me back then. I'm returning it to you now."

Malu then remembered that he had sewn a bag for Jiang Lin when he was young.

But that was all many years ago, and he had long forgotten it. Hearing this, he frowned and asked, "Is this the reason you came here today?"

His tone and eyes were full of anger, as if Jiang Lin had done something extremely outrageous.

"No." Jiang Lin shook his head, and with a little force from his fingers, he crushed the cloth bag into ashes.

Then Jiang Lin waved at Ma Lu and said, "Come here."

Malu walked up with a sullen face and looked up at Jiang Lin who was as tall as a mountain.

"you……"

He was about to speak when he felt as if his cheek was hit by a sledgehammer.

"father!"

"Husband!"

"grown ups!"

Amid the screams, Malu was slapped away by Jiang Lin.

He never thought that Jiang Lin would dare to hurt someone. He fell heavily to the ground. When he was helped up by several guards, he was still dizzy and had a fishy smell in his mouth.

"How dare you! Arrest him!" Several guards drew their weapons and surrounded him.

Jiang Lin, however, did not even look at the guards. He just stared at Ma Lu who was being supported by someone. His voice was low and rolled through the prefect's house like a muffled thunder.

"Master is dead."

Malu looked up in surprise, but Jiang Lin's low voice did not stop.

"I came here today to beat you for my master first, and then I will take you back to attend the funeral."

(End of this chapter)