"Leave your little life? Song Yiwei, you are too serious to say this! But now I will immediately beat you with 50 military sticks, this is a sure and must be done! Hmph! Come on! Song Xingguang, general Yiwei of the Great Song State Navy, brags indiscriminately and deceives the people! According to the law, you should be heavily punished with 50 military sticks! General Duan Cheng, I order you to beat you in public in front of all our civil and military officials!" After Wang Yangming heard Song Xingguang's cry, he gave the order that he was going to beat him violently. （？？…… ）

"Hit the fifty big army sticks! These fifty military sticks, if the young man Duan Cheng with the tiger's back and bear waist, will be slammed firmly on my own big ass for a while! My lower body may be abolished in this life......" Song Xingguang knelt on the ground and meditated in his frightened heart.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Lord Wang, have you not seen that this young man Duan Cheng, the general of the forbidden army, has a huge brute force in his body? Aha, ha! If this general stays for a while to scold Xiao Ke, I am worried that after he finishes fighting, even this lower body will be crippled for life! My lord, my lord! I sigh that Xiao Ke is a star! I am still planning to have another son in the next two years to prevent old age! Now it is good! I don't want me Song Xingguang to come to this step today because he just bragged once?! my lord! Xingguang is depressed! Xingguang is wronged!! I beg my lord to be extrajudicial for mercy! I ask my lord for extrajudicial kindness! Woo woo woo

"Hmm???!?! General Song, do you still want to have another son? Didn't you just say that you are already 'one son and two daughters' and have a son? Why did you suddenly say that you still want to have another one?" Wang Yangming teased him while pushing away the Song blacksmith who was holding on to his clothes.

"Oh?...... I am only thirty-four this year, and my wife Wen is just twenty-nine years old. So, so I'm going to have another son and prepare for it, which is also a normal thing! Hey, hey, hey......??..., hey

"Oh??! this seat is here to punish and educate you because of your unscrupulous words and fooling the generals, but you are here to die without admitting your account, unrepentant, and even messing around and saying nonsense like 'I still want to have another son'?!?! Song Yiwei! This seat will order you now: immediately let go of your dirty hands, crawl over and lie there to receive the military stick!" Wang Yangming once again pushed away the Song blacksmith who was sticking to his clothes, and shouted loudly at him.

"Oh my God, Lord Wang! Lord Wang! Xingguang knows the crime! Xingguang should be damned! But if you only ask Lord Wang, you will have another person to fight you, okay??! Lord Wang! Lord Wang! Xingguang kowtowed to you here!" "Knock! Knock!" Song Xingguang was forced to let go of his hands, and he was still crying and begging, and he kowtowed to Wang Yangming three times in infinite sorrow.

"Eh......! This and this! General Duan Cheng, you should stop it for a while, and start fighting without hurry! Then General Song and Song Blacksmith, let me ask you, why did this seat suddenly feel compassion for you at this time, and wanted to stop beating your military stick, then are you willing to not accept this military stick, but atone for your crimes?" After Wang Yangming gave Duan Cheng a quiet look, he leaned towards Song Xingguang, who was already frightened to death, and asked.

"Willing to be willing, willing to be a thousand subordinates, ten thousand willing to do so!! Subordinate Xingguang! Because I am grateful for the grace of Lord Wang today, I will be willing to serve the country in the future!" Song Blacksmith replied excitedly to Wang Yangming on the ground.

"Oh??! then don't be too happy too early, Blacksmith Song, what this seat means is that if we wait for tomorrow after dawn and we collect the surplus iron tools handed over by the ships, do you have the confidence that you can be on your big ship within three days and make all of them into good steel?" Wang Yangming asked Song Xingguang again.

"Hey...?!? this, this, Xingguang, I will honestly return to Lord Wang at this time, if you just refine them into good steel, then let alone three days, that is, within two days, Xingguang I also have the ability to refine it more than 10,000 catties. But if you want Xingguang to hand over more than a thousand newly refined swords within three days, it will be impossible! Then Xingguang is incompetent, ask the adults to punish him again, alas, ......!" Blacksmith Song didn't dare to brag anymore at this time, so he lay there and honestly stated to Wang Yangming.

"What else to punish?? Okay! General Xingguang, please get up quickly! As long as you can smelt the thousands of catties of scrap iron collected from the various ships into steel ingots of any shape, and we'll talk about the rest next! Hahahahahahaha......hahahahahahahahahaha General Xingguang, you can fulfill this simple request of this seat, right?" Wang Yangming quickly stepped forward to help the Song blacksmith and asked him again.

"Oh?!It's only a few thousand catties?And he doesn't make anything, just purify them and refine them into ingots? Then, there is no problem with this at all! Xingguang, I estimate that it will only take two days to smelt them in the lowly ship's workshop!" Song Xingguang saw that Chief Wang personally came to help him up, so he expressed his enthusiasm there.

"Oh, can it be so fast? But I suggest that when you use these ingots as weapons in the future, you must dip them in and quench them more than five or six times each time, can you do it?" Wang Yangming said again.

Song Xingguang had just escaped the catastrophe at this time, and now when he saw the chief speak, he hurriedly responded loudly: "This is naturally not a problem, this is naturally not a problem, please rest assured, sir! Sir, you even know how to dip and quench our 'refining family', you really deserve to be a generation of Confucians, and today's saints are also! Hey, hey......, hey

"Where is it, General Xingguang falsely praised me for being born in the late Yangming! Roar hahahahahaha

"Eh! yes, yes, yes! But Xingguang and my lineage seem to have been passed down by the son-in-law of Pu Yuanpu's ancestor, 'Dai Mengsoft'! Alas, ......! Xingguang, I'm really ashamed!" Song Xingguang sighed at his craftsmanship, as if it was a little inauthentic. (??! Dai and "Dai Mengsoft" have run out???!?? this ghost book is too much nonsense......?!?...... ）【？？？！？？……？…… I'll fuck you, okay??! it should be the identity of the author in this book?! Zhong Mo has been accused of being the 'son-in-law' of Master Pu by Song Blacksmith again??? are you bragging here again???...... (Dream soft me, I'm really infinitely depressed......!)]