Chapter Fifty-Eight: No Chance to Miss It
The thatched house was extremely dim, and Li Chenluo couldn't imagine that it would be so dark here.
He took a long black strip from his waist, then opened it and blew on it.
White smoke came out of the fire fold, and after a while, the flames came out of their heads and burned little by little.
The blurred vision gradually brightened.
The iron shelves in the room in front of me were all arranged in an orderly manner, including black iron, fine iron, and copper bars......
Such a room is full of organs, which really dazzles Li Chenluo.
He picked up the black iron and shook it in his hand, feeling that the weight was not very sufficient, ordinary iron was easy to rust, and he was really afraid that the sword he had not used for a few days would rust.
If that's the case, then it's better to choose an ordinary wooden sword, which is better than grinding it with a stone every day!
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was nothing suitable for him in this room, so he shook his head, put out the fire, and then walked out and closed the room.
He sighed deeply, put his hands behind his back, and walked in the direction of the old blacksmith.
The old blacksmith's eyesight was very good, and he saw Li Chenluo walking towards him from afar, but he didn't have any items in his hand, he smiled and asked, "What's the matter, young man?" Is it the old baby that can't attract you? ”
Li Chenluo didn't hide anything, he said quickly, "I don't think it's easy to take advantage of." ”
After hearing this, the old blacksmith stopped what he was doing, he took a few steps back, crossed his hands on his hips, pondered for a while, and said, "Otherwise, tell me what kind of sword you want?" Why don't we melt this sword down? ”
"Melt it, it's useless anyway, it has to be heavy enough, otherwise you won't feel it in the nest."
Li Chenluo felt that this was okay, but he couldn't use a rusty sword anyway.
The old blacksmith weighed Li Chenluo's sword in his hand, feeling that the weight was a problem, and he proposed: "In that case, you can inlay a few pieces of jade or something else on the body of the sword to increase the weight, and if you think it is too valuable, you can also use a beautiful stone to inlay it." ”
"Thanks, let's try it."
"I just want a sword, or you can sell me one!"
Li Chenluo looked desperate, why was he so troublesome? He was now eager to run to the enemy's camp and steal two to use.
"Forgive the old man for being powerless, the old man only accepts custom-made ones."
The old blacksmith said that he wanted to help him, but because of his own principles, he couldn't.
His arrogance is not inferior to that of a soldier who goes into battle to kill the enemy.
Li Chenluo's sincere eyes couldn't exchange the old blacksmith's softness, he could only wave his hand and give up the idea of buying a sword, "Okay, okay, I'll do it myself." ”
After negotiation between the two, the old blacksmith finally agreed to teach Li Chenluo the craft of sword forging.
Li Chenluo watched the old blacksmith's movements, he directly threw his sword into the stone bucket, and then pushed into the kiln without thinking about it, waiting for the sword to turn into molten iron.
In less than half a pillar of incense, the old blacksmith took out Li Chenluo's sword on his own initiative, and then said to him: "Young man, your sword has a sword shape, just take it out and hammer it again, but this is bound to reduce the weight, or you ......."
Li Chenluo looked at the sword that had been burned all over the body, nodded, and said gently: "It's good for you to set it." ”
"Cool, you stand back!"
The old blacksmith took off one of his robes, and then rolled up his sleeves, and he raised his hammer with great force.
The red-colored iron sword was hammered hard and finally became a sword that was an inch shorter than the original.
When the old blacksmith saw that it was almost done, he took three prismatic crystals the size of his thumb out of nowhere and hammered them directly into the middle of the sword.
Li Chenluo watched this series of operations intently, and finally he took the big pliers and put the iron sword into the water to cool down.
The sound of "zila" went on until there were no more bubbles and green smoke coming out of the water.
Li Chenluo asked, "Is this good?" ”
"Mmmm, wait a little longer, and throw another light, so you can use it."
The old blacksmith nodded, his meaningful appearance made Li Chenluo feel at a loss.
Li Chenluo scratched his head and asked, "Dare to ask the seniors how to polish?" ”
Is it possible to use grinding iron? That feels weird!
The old blacksmith told him directly, "Rubbing with wood chips or stone chips is the same as whetstone." ”
"Oh, okay, okay, I see."
Li Chenluo took the iron sword and was about to put it away, and then he found that his scabbard didn't seem to match the width of the sword!
The old blacksmith had a discerning eye, and he didn't have to look at his Cambridge to say, "Your scabbard is not the right size!" ”
He knew the sword he struck.
Li Chenluo said helplessly: "Then give it up." ”
He just wanted to walk away with his sword now...... It's really too much trouble to forge a sword here!
He couldn't even imagine what his sword would look like in the end......
The old blacksmith took his hand and persuaded, "No, this is made of the same material as your sword, and it's a pity to waste it." ”
Li Chenluo rolled his eyes at the old blacksmith and said, "Wouldn't it be a pity if they just melted into it together?" ”
I saw the old blacksmith clapping his hands and applauding, "Makes sense!" ”
If the old blacksmith hadn't relied on his old words, Li Chenluo would have beaten this old man who relied on the old and sold the old!
He said in an ugly tone, "Then why didn't you say it earlier?" ”
"I didn't expect it for a while."
The old blacksmith was also guilty, he really didn't notice this, and now it has caused Li Chenluo's loss, and he is trying to find a way to remedy it.
Now Li Chenluo proposed, "This is not heavy, you can help forge another one, it should be thin and soft, and it can bounce back if it is bent." ”
"I understand, I understand!"
The old blacksmith nodded sincerely, asking Li Chenluo to rest assured that he would arrange it.
"Put the sword here, help me get a scabbard, leather is fine, do it and send it to Yunlai Inn, my name is Li Chenluo!"
He didn't care anymore, he just asked the old blacksmith to give him a sharp sword.
After Li Chenluo finished speaking, he left.
The old blacksmith's voice was still echoing, "Okay, okay! Young man, you walk slowly. ”
The bustling streets seem to have infected this alley, and the alley is now like it is alive.
Li Chenluo looked at the street as he walked, it was very old, and there was an indescribable charm.
Suddenly, a voice attracted Li Chenluo's attention.
"Little Head, why are you here?"
The voice is familiar, and the accent is a Fujian dialect.
He thought to himself, how can he be an acquaintance?
Li Chenluo came back to his senses and looked at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, and suddenly, his heart trembled, he forgot that his family still had a business here!
He said, "It's hard to put into words. ”
The man asked, "Do you want to go back to the house?" ”
Li Chenluo held his chin with one hand, rubbing his fingers against it, and he nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, how many forces do you have here?" How many can be assembled now? ”
The man replied, "Not much, just a dozen people." ”
"Okay, when my sword is cast, I'll leave for Fuzhou, and help me find two horses at that time!"
Li Chenluo was planning when he would leave, but he was thinking, why did this person appear here instead of following his father?
The man in Tsing Yi proposed: "Why don't you do this, Xiaotou, how about the slave find a carriage for you?" After all, there is still some distance from Fuzhou. ”
He asked suspiciously: "It's okay, I remember that you followed my father, what about my father?" ”
"Biansai has settled down, the big head family and the prime minister have gone back, and the big head family has instructed the small one to manage things here."
After listening to the explanation of the man in Tsing Yi, Li Chenluo's heart suddenly soured, did his father not know that he hadn't escaped when he returned home?
Or did his father just give him up?
His cold tone instantly made the man want to tremble, "Heh, he really has a big heart, doesn't he even care about his own son?" I don't care if it's dead or alive......"
The man in Tsing Yi comforted Li Chenluo and said, "What are the little head family talking about, the big head family is waiting for the news of the little head family in the house every day!" ”
Li Chenluo said helplessly: "Well, I asked people to write back today, the border is stable, then I am also relieved, you can arrange the carriage in the next few days." ”
It's not that he doesn't know his father's temperament, and having a son is the same as not having a son......
"Yes, Little Head!"
The man in Tsing Yi nodded.
Li Chenluo continued to explain, "After I leave, you will settle the account of Yunlai Inn. ”
The man in Tsing Yi nodded and wrote, "The slave obeys!" ”
"Don't talk about it, I'm going back to rest."
Li Chenluo waved his hand after speaking.
The man in Tsing Yi asked enthusiastically: "The little one for you?" ”
"No, you can get busy first."
Li Chenluo didn't intend to let this person follow him, he simply refused.
"Yes!"
After the two finished talking, Li Chenluo hurried back to the inn, and as soon as he returned to the room, he asked, "The road is slow, have you written the letter?" ”
Lu Manman nodded obediently, "Well, it's already written and handed over to the shopkeeper." ”
After listening to Li Chenluo, he was also relieved, the main thing was to let Situ Xiuyuan know where this little guy was, otherwise if he didn't put a good county order properly, if he came to find this little thing against the emperor's will, then he would really lose his head this time.
After recalling what the man in Tsing Yi said, he told her about the prime minister's return to Beijing, "By the way, I just learned that the master you wanted to worship, Lu Chenyuan, has returned to Beijing, and now I guess I am enjoying the joy of family." ”
She exclaimed, asking, "What family fun?" ”
The road is long and a little dumbfounded, his daughter has been lost, can he enjoy the joy of family with peace of mind?
Li Chenluo couldn't help but sigh, "His daughter is very filial and sensible!" ”
Lu Manman said helplessly: "Poof, I'm afraid you haven't heard that the people in the entire capital are looking for the prime minister's daughter." ”
Li Chenluo's brows tightened when he heard this, and his tone was very unusually anxious, "What did you say?" What's wrong with the long road? ”
Lu Man scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I heard that she was kicked out of Lu Mansion after being humiliated and disappeared." ”
Li Chenluo said regretfully when he heard this: "What a poor woman. ”
Lu Manman asked: "Then when did he return to Beijing?" ”
Li Chenluo replied: "Half a month ago, my father went to sleep in the house......
Lu Man said depressedly: "That...... That was about the time when my master and I set off from the capital! ”
Her head was lowered, and Li Chenluo couldn't see what her expression was.
He still didn't change his normal, clasped his hands on his chest and teased: "Tut-tut, then you really have no chance." ”