Chapter 997: Xuanyuan Sword

Tang Dou and Dayu drank the rice wine brewed by Nujiao herself, and talked about their feelings after parting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The first half of Dayu's life was immersed in water control, leaving three touching stories of passing through the door and not entering, these stories Tang Dou had heard people tell them when he was a child, but now he heard Dayu tell the situation at that time is a different feeling.

It seems that anyone who can achieve great things has some qualities that ordinary people can't reach, and Tang Dou has been in contact with countless ancient and modern heroes, although everyone's temperament is different, but everyone has their own unique highlights.

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the wine was half-drunk, and Tang Dou finally couldn't help but mention the matter of Xuanyuan Sword.

Tang Dou looked at Dayu a little nervously and asked, "Yu, do you have a Xuanyuan sword in your hand?" ā€

"Xuanyuan Sword?" Dayu put down the wine bowl and looked at Tang Dou and asked.

Tang Dou nodded cautiously: "Yes, Xuanyuan Sword." ā€

Dayu smiled at Tang Dou and stood up: "Father, please wait a moment." ā€

With that, Dayu turned around and walked into the inner room.

Seeing Dayu walk into the inner room, Tang Dou's heartbeat accelerated.

Could it be that the Xuanyuan Sword is not only a legend?

With little effort, Dayu walked out of the inner room with a broad-bladed sword with a simple style and black color, held the sword in front of Tang Dou with both hands, and said respectfully: "Father, Emperor Shun's Zen position and I, with this sword as evidence, this sword is nameless, I don't know if it is the Xuanyuan Sword that my father said." ā€

Seeing Dayu holding a sword out of the room, Tang Dou had already jumped up from his seat.

Tang Dou's hands trembled slightly and took the big sword from Dayu's hand, and under his hand, even with Tang Dou's current physique, his arms were slightly sunk down by the big sword.

It's so heavy, I'm afraid this big sword will weigh hundreds of pounds.

Although Tang Dou had not yet identified the material used in this sword, he was sure that this big sword was by no means cast in bronze or the metal he knew, the color and feel were all wrong, and ordinary metal casting swords were never so heavy.

Could it be that this big sword is really the Xuanyuan Sword?

Tang Dou walked to the sunny place at the door with the big sword in both hands, and couldn't help but kneel down at the sunny place in front of the door, and put the big sword on his lap.

Seeing Tang Dou so solemn, Dayu also knelt on Tang Dou's side, looked at Tang Dou's side face, and stopped talking.

Tang Dou stretched out his three fingers and gently stroked the sword body, and when he touched it, an unusually familiar feeling surged in his heart, as if this big sword had some very special relationship with him.

The big sword is unpretentious, and there is no ornamentation on the sword, not only the sword body, but also the hilt and gauntlet, and there is no trace of superfluous ornamentation engraved on it.

Tang Dou couldn't help frowning slightly, according to legend, the body of the Xuanyuan sword is engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, the mountains, rivers and plants on the other, the hilt of the sword is engraved with the technique of farming and animal husbandry on one side, and the strategy of unifying the four seas on the other.

However, there is no decoration on both sides of the hilt of this sword, and there is not a single word engraved on it, which is obviously not consistent with the legendary Xuanyuan sword.

This, could it be the Xuanyuan Sword?

Tang Dou looked sideways at Dayu, his eyes full of doubts.

Dayu nodded affirmatively to Tang Dou: "Father, I only have this sword passed on to me by Emperor Shun, this sword is too heavy, and I rarely carry it with me." ā€

In this era, few people have the habit of carrying a sword, for Dayu, it is better to carry such a bulky sword with him, it is better to carry a hoe, you can shovel weeds and dredge ditches.

Tang Dou's fingers stroked the big sword again, frowned slightly and looked at Dayu and asked, "Yu, I have a reluctant request, can you lend me this sword for a few days?" ā€

Dayu smiled and said to Tang Dou: "Yafu is polite, although this sword was handed down to me by Emperor Shun, it is useless to me, Yafu wants to take it." ā€

Seeing Dayu so generous, Tang Dou was a little embarrassed.

This sword is very likely to be the Xuanyuan Sword, so I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate to ask Dayu to leave like this, right? After all, this sword is a token inherited from Emperor Shun to Dayu.

After a moment of silence, Tang Dou smiled with relief, for Dayu, what is the difference between taking this big sword by himself and not taking it away, as long as it is frozen at this moment, this big sword is both Dayu's and his own.

Holding the big sword back to the house, continue to drink with Dayu, from casting Jiuding to how to govern a country, more than 3,000 years of history accumulated valuable experience so that Dayu has a kind of enlightenment, at this moment he has a fire burning in his chest, a fire that leads all the people to prosperity.

Day and night, until midnight, the thirsty Yu did not let go of Tang Dou, Tang Dou had no choice but to tell Dayu to go back, and then Tang Dou carried the big sword back to Wangjing Villa.

Holding the big sword in his hand, Tang Dou couldn't help but exhale, he had traveled through so many dynasties and had come into contact with so many emperors and generals, but he really hadn't met a person who made Tang Dou feel so tired.

This is Emperor Yu, Tang Dou doesn't dare to be disrespectful, can't be like Qin Shihuang Zhu Yuanzhang and them, it's okay to laugh and scold casually, let him stare at Emperor Yu? Even if there is a next life, he will not dare.

After gasping for a while, Tang Dou couldn't help but reach out and stroke the unsheathed sword in his arms again, and that familiar feeling rose again.

Tang Dou concluded that regardless of whether this big sword was a Xuanyuan sword or not, this big sword must have some kind of connection with his existence, but he couldn't say where this connection was.

Tang Dou's consistent principle, things that can't be figured out will be put aside for the time being, rather than bothering to think about this unexplainable problem, it is better to hang it for the time being, maybe one day he will suddenly understand it, even if it doesn't work, what's the matter? Anyway, no matter how much you think about it, you can't explain it.

Holding the big sword back to his bedroom, Yang Deng was still waiting for Tang Dou to come back, Xiao Douzi had already fallen asleep on the bed, and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Tang Dou coming back with a big sword, Yang Deng stood up and greeted Tang Dou and stretched out his hand to pick it up, and said reproachfully: "Didn't you go to Emperor Yu, why did you come back so late?" What kind of sword is this sword and why is it so big? ā€

Tang Dou saw Yang Deng reach out to take the sword, and said with a smile: "This sword is too heavy, you can't pick it up, let's wait for me to put it down and you will see it." ā€

Yang Deng wrinkled his little nose and snorted, and tried to hold it upwards unconvinced, and his face changed instantly: "It's so heavy, what kind of metal is this sword made of?" ā€

"Metal? I don't think so. Tang Dou put the big sword on the coffee table, and the mahogany coffee table made a squeaky and twisting sound.

Tang Dou got up and widened his clothes, this time Yang Deng didn't come over to help him, Yang Deng couldn't wait to sit back on the sofa and stroke the big sword, and asked without raising his head: "You haven't told me what kind of sword this sword is and where you got it." ā€

Yang Deng had already formed an inertial thinking in his mind, something worthy of Douzi to bring home, absolutely extraordinary.

Tang Dou hung his coat on the hanger, walked to Yang Deng with a smile and sat down, and said with some trepidation: "This sword was taken back from Emperor Yu, the name of the sword is unknown, however, I suspect that this sword is the legendary Xuanyuan Sword......"

"Xuanyuan Sword?" Yang Deng couldn't help but exclaim.

The little bean on the bed was woken up by Yang Deng's scream, Yang Deng couldn't take care of Xuanyuan Sword anymore, and hurriedly jumped up three steps and ran to the side of the bed to pick up Xiaodouzi and shake it, blaming himself repeatedly: "It's my mother who is not good, I scared Xiaodouzi, stinky mother, bad mother, Xiaodouzi is not afraid, oh oh ......"

Tang Dou glanced up at the watch on the wall, looked at Yang Deng and Xiaodouzi and said with a smile: "It's too late, otherwise I will definitely call my grandfather and ask them for verification......

Yang Deng rolled his eyes angrily and interrupted Tang Dou's words: "Stupid, this is Beijing time, grandpa and they are now in Europe." ā€

Tang Dou slapped himself on the forehead and laughed embarrassedly.

It's stupid enough, how can I forget about jet lag.