The weather in early summer is warm and slightly wet. On the official road leading to the outskirts of Beijing www.biquge.info, two men in Chinese clothes came all the way on horseback.

It had just rained, and the farms on the outskirts of Beijing were full of mud, with rotten vegetable leaves floating on a few puddles, and the smell of mud after the rain in the air, sometimes mixed with the sour smell of unknown things.

"Why is it such a rotten place, it's also the capital. A man muttered, and was glared at fiercely by another man in white clothes, so he had to shut up.

The roads in the countryside were narrow, and the further they went, the more difficult it became, so the two had to jump off their horses, tie the reins to the old poplar tree at the entrance of the village, and step on the stones on the side of the road and walk forward cautiously.

Both of them are about the same figure, noble and handsome in white, tall and mighty in green clothes, both of them are gorgeously dressed and handsome, no matter which one of them will not appear in this dilapidated farm.

The road was too slippery, and the soles of their feet were covered with mud, and the two of them shook their shoes while walking.

The man in Tsing Yi shouted again, "This hellish place, when it rains, you can't settle down." ”

The man in white said "um", but did not answer, only looked at the misty white smoke in the village, "Is this here?"

"Xu Yes, my subordinates have inquired, and the weapon did flow from this Zhuangzi. He said and snorted softly, "Privately make weapons, and dare to go out to sell them, this Zhuangzi person can be bold enough to cover the sky." ”

But unfortunately, they are not here to check on the smuggling today, but to find the manufacturer of this weapon to do business.

Just last month, he accidentally discovered that the weapons sold in a small stall in an alley in the capital were very different, obviously knives made of pig iron, but they were much brighter and faster than ordinary knives, and even the shapes were very diverse, which was very different from the wide knives used in the army.

He tried it, and slashed it on the wall of the abandoned old house, and actually cut a big hole in a piece of bluestone the size of a grinding plate. The force of that casual hand is not heavy, but it can achieve an unexpected effect, which is really amazing.

There are hundreds of large and small weapons on the stalls, some of which are slaughtering sheep and cattle, chopping melons and vegetables, and swords that can kill people, and it seems that each one is made of this shiny pig iron.

The people in the army are very discerning about looking at weapons, and they feel the great opportunity contained in them.

He wanted to find out the source of these weapons, but unfortunately the boy who sold the goods was too treacherous, and seemed to see their intentions, so when he was not paying attention, he turned over and fled over the abandoned old mansion.

He hurriedly took someone to chase him, and after looking for a long time, he didn't even find a human hair, so he could only report to his master angrily.

This was originally a trivial matter, but I didn't expect the master to be extra attentive, let people check the origin of the weapon, and dragged him to this muddy and tattered Zhuangzi early in the morning.

I don't know which family in Beijing is this Zhuangzi, it's strange that it can be broken like this. ”

Muttering all the way forward, through the narrow dirt road, in front of a dry land, not far away a row of low houses, far away you can hear the "whirring" sound of the hand-drawn bellows, and the intermittent sound of "tinkling bells", as soon as you hear it, you know that it is striking iron.

"I've really found a place. The man in Tsing Yi smiled, grinning a mouthful of white teeth. He doesn't look very old, but his body is too burly, and he looks older than his actual age.

The man in white nodded slightly, he was dressed as a noble robe, wearing a white robe with silver light and dark lines, and a dark robe on the outside. As he walked, the jade collided with the gems and pearls embedded in the scabbard around his waist, making a melodious sound of gold and jade.

He walked slowly, as if walking in a majestic and magnificent hall, noble and elegant.

Such an outstanding person is particularly eye-catching wherever he appears, and before he gets closer, more than a dozen pairs of eyes are cast over.

There were seven or eight people in front of the low house, and in the shed in front of the door stood bellows, iron pots, and all kinds of utensils, and seven or eight people were shirtless, wearing animal skin aprons, and gray trousers, some carrying hammers, some pulling bellows, and some scooping iron juice, and in front of them were placed many weapons that had been beaten, including swords, and agricultural hoes and ploughs.

The man in white swept his eyes over everyone, and the first thing he noticed was a young man sitting on a discarded pot.

The young man was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with a small white face, black hair like ink, draped down, only the top of his hair was tied diagonally with a bamboo chopstick. His facial features are well-defined, his lips are red and moist, his eyes are oblique and long, and his eyes are clear and clear, like a ray of red in the blue sky. The first thing that everyone feels when they see this young man is beauty, even if he is still young, he has a different style.

The man in white was slightly stunned, and he was also a little surprised that such a beautiful young man appeared in this dilapidated farm.

At this moment, his young man was holding a roasted sweet potato in both hands, and while eating it, he commanded the few shirtless strong men, "Qin Da, your bellows is not good, three long and two short, don't you know? Du Lao Er, what kind of posture do you call, do you want to use waist strength to use waist strength? The knife you punched out in that posture is thick and thin on the other side...... He nodded casually, and several strong men were very obedient, and they all obeyed, and they seemed to respect him quite much.

The man in white coughed lightly, and asked in a clear voice, "Excuse me, who is the steward here?"

When the young man heard the question, he didn't care about gnawing sweet potatoes, so he quickly jumped down from the pot and smiled brightly, "The two of you are nobles at first glance, are you buying weapons?"

As soon as he spoke, his voice was not as stunning as his beautiful face, and his voice was slightly rough and hoarse, although it was not difficult to hear, it was completely different from the beautiful and tactful voice he thought when he first saw him.

At first glance, it sounds like the voice of a male duck in the juvenile diacritic period, but it is not very similar.

"How do you sell weapons here?" asked the man in white, slowly stretching out his hand, which was slender and white, a little cold, with slightly pointed fingers and clean and round nails. This is a pair of hands that people can feel at a glance.

At this moment, the pair of noble hands were looking at a few knives placed by the pot, "The blade is bright, the edge of the knife is sharp, and it is really a good knife." ”

Looking at those hands, it was as if he saw a large amount of silver, and the young man's smile became even brighter, "An ordinary sword costs one tael of silver, five taels made of pig iron, ten taels of wide knives, and twenty taels of long knives." How much do you want?"

The man in white curled his lips and smiled at him, his facial features were extremely handsome, deep and three-dimensional, and when he smiled, two shallow wine vortices appeared on his lips.

The young man looked dazzling and muttered to himself, "Grandpa, how much do you plan to pay back if you smile so well?"

The man in white didn't make a counteroffer, he only raised his hand in front of him, and his slender fingers made a "word".

"A handful?"

Shake your head slightly.

"A hundred?"

Shake your head again.

The boy was nervous, his heart began to beat violently, and he seemed to feel his throat swallowing hard, "A thousand?"

Shake your head again.

"Ten thousand. The man in white smiled and gestured out his four fingers, "10,000 long knives, 10,000 broad knives, 10,000 spears, 10,000 arrows, according to the price you quoted." ”

"Deal. The boy grabbed his hand impatiently, as if he was afraid that the man in white would run away.

The heart is beautiful, as if swallowing two sugars, and said that I heard the magpie cry early this morning, and sure enough, a noble person came to the door, and after such a big business, will there be a shortage of food and drink in the future?

Looking at his smiling face, the man in white's eyes became brighter and brighter, the dark color at the bottom of his eyes was like an ink painting, and he deliberately muttered: "However, I have one condition." ”

"On what terms?"

"Don't do it here, follow me to a place, I'll provide raw iron ore, provide craftsmen, and you'll be responsible for building. ”

"Where?"

"Anyway, it's not too far. ”

It didn't seem like there was anything wrong with that, the boy thought about it, and finally nodded in agreement. Until, seeing the northwest wonders full of dust and sand and dirt, I finally couldn't help but scold: "Your grandfather's, more than a thousand miles is not too far?"

Little did he know at this time that what he was supposed to do was not a business at all, but his deed of sale, and for decades afterward, he worked for the owner of those 10,000 weapons.

In the end, he was young, so he sold himself so easily.

"My name is Feng Jingting, you must always remember this name. His clear voice rang in his ears.

The shallow smile in his eyes when he said this, and the pride hidden between his narrow eyebrows, made him regret wanting to hit the wall when he recalled it for countless days and nights in the future.

It was clearly a weasel, and after talking to a chicken, as if tasting it, it praised again, "It tastes good." ”

His name is Guo Wenying, and the most regrettable thing in his life is that he met a man named Feng Jingting, and then he abducted him to a place where birds don't.