Chapter 177: Sword Trial
Mao Wenlong has been very bored recently, and he has waited for three days since the last angel left, but there is still no news. The fastest update As for how Chongzhen will treat himself, Mao Wenlong has a bottom in his heart, but he always wants to know the final answer as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, the outside has been calm recently, and it seems that the world is peaceful. The cat-and-mouse game between the imperial army and the peasant army, which was still very lively, suddenly calmed down for some reason.
This gave Mao Wenlong a hunch, and he himself had a hunch that it was very likely that the calm outside was related to his turn against the imperial court. But after all, this is just his hunch, and there is no real evidence.
After guessing for three days and worrying for three days, Mao Wenlong finally gave up completely, rather than thinking about it all day long, it is better to live today's life. Life is inherently short, only a few decades, and there is really no need to live a nervous life for the sake of such a in the court.
In ancient times, when there was a lack of entertainment, people had nothing to do when they were idle. From a fast-paced era to a slow-paced era, Mao Wenlong still hasn't fully adapted to it at the moment.
Usually you have something to think about, and you don't think there's anything? But to be really idle like these two days, Mao Wenlong feels like a pig. After eating and sleeping, and then eating after sleeping, such a day or two can also be used as a pastime.
But if it's long, it can directly destroy people. As a good young man with a strong sense of self-motivation, Mao Wenlong will definitely not let himself become a wasted person. So when he's not having fun, he finds fun, and when he has nothing to do.
Nuoda Ye County, which also has a population of more than 100,000 under its rule, can always find something to do. But Mao Wenlong sadly found that the people around him were so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, but he was the only one who had nothing to do all day long like a nerd.
Hong Chengchou was busy with the affairs of the academy, and the three thousand craftsmen brought by Chen Jisheng brought out the prototype of the academy in just half a month. It is estimated that in a few months, a brand new college will be completed.
There are many people and great strength, and under the treatment of Mao Wenlong's delicious food and drink, the three thousand craftsmen work hard one by one, and they are grateful to Mao Wenlong.
In Mao Wenlong's view, he eats for the craftsmen, which is just his duty to give. However, he didn't know that these lowly craftsmen were hungry every day in the current situation of such a depression in the imperial court.
Working in Ye County, not only can they eat themselves, but they can also feed their families, which is like being in heaven for Li, a 3,000-strong craftsman. So they are very grateful to Mao Wenlong and cherish the current situation.
Now it's Mao Wenlong who puts a knife on their necks and drives them away, and they will definitely not go. In the troubled times, fate is like ants, these craftsmen live outside as much as ants, how can they give up such a good environment, and return to the previous days when there was never hope.
"Huge, this day is almost the end of the month, those craftsmen are all hard-working people, you inform Mr. Hong, let him sum it up, and give some money to each of those craftsmen." Mao Wenlong was in the yard, with his hands behind his back, staring at the back mountain of the farm, and said to Hao faintly.
"Send money?" Haoda's face was full of doubts.
Mao Wenlong turned his head to look at him when he heard the sound, and seeing that he was still in a daze, he couldn't help frowning and aggravated his tone: "Don't go quickly." ”
Haoda suddenly came back to his senses, and he smiled bitterly: "The total soldier, three thousand artisan households, even if each household only pays a little, it is not a small amount." Besides, these artisans have never heard of paying for their work. ”
Although Haoda has never taken care of money, he understands that the Mao Mansion is not rich at the moment, especially since the population has skyrocketed too fast recently, and the food has begun to be a little tight. Mao Wenlong ate and drank well for those craftsmen, which can also be said to make them work.
But if you give money again, this is a typical loser, Mao's family has this little money, and it can't afford Mao Wenlong's squandering. Haoda had to remind Mao Wenlong.
"Nonsense, how can there be a work that doesn't pay for the work." Mao Wenlong began to get a little angry, usually looking at Haoda, he should also be a caring old man, so this will become so slammy?
As soon as Mao Wenlong said this, he reacted immediately. Obviously, Mao Wenlong didn't know how the imperial court treated these craftsmen. Maybe when the Ming Dynasty was strong in the past, there would be some money as a craftsman.
But since the crisis in the imperial court, and the corruption of the powerful in the court, the money has long been filled by people. Later, it became even more serious, and in the troubled times like now, many artisans did not even have food.
"Chief soldier, this gap must not be opened, and these craftsmen cannot get used to it. Moreover, the imperial court has never given any money to the craftsmen, and it is already a matter of smoke on their ancestral graves to feed and drink enough to feed and drink like you, but you must not get used to them! ”
Haoda tried his best to persuade Mao Wenlong, hoping that he would be able to listen. However, he still underestimated Mao Wenlong's sympathy, he didn't care about it, and said viciously to Haoda: "The court is the court, and I am me." Don't mix it up, do you know why the craftsmen don't care about the court? Do you know why these craftsmen work so hard for us? ”
Mao Wenlong didn't wait for a huge answer, so he continued to himself: "Because I gave them better treatment than the imperial court, people go to high places, and water stays low places." Everyone is not stupid, who will give you your life if there is no benefit. ”
Now it's just good food and drink, Mao Wenlong feels that it is not enough, to truly unite people's hearts, you must pay enough price. We must not be stingy, we must take a long-term view, and those who only care about the present and ignore the future will never be able to achieve great things.
Haoda seemed to understand whether he understood or not, he still didn't understand Mao Wenlong's logic, but he learned well and didn't continue to persuade. After all, Mao Wenlong's tone just now obviously began to become impatient.
Haoda then silently turned around and left to run errands, and Mao Wenlong was suddenly the only one left in the courtyard, which was even more boring.
"Haoxiao, get in the carriage and follow me to the barracks!" Mao Wenlong shouted at the room.
Haoxiao's figure then appeared at the door, and after he saluted Mao Wenlong with a fist, he went down to arrange the carriage.
Mao Wenlong couldn't stay in the mansion, and he was going to go to the army to have a look, anyway, if he had nothing to do, it would be regarded as a pastime!
Haoxiao quickly prepared the carriage, and Mao Wenlong left without saying a word.
The market in Ye County is now very prosperous, and the main street is full of people with constant shouting and selling. However, because of the recent unrest outside, almost none of the foreign merchants are completely self-selling and self-produced by the local people of Ye County.
Seeing the arrival of the carriage marked with the sign of Maofu, the people along the street took the initiative to give way, and the crowd immediately receded wherever the carriage went. It can be seen that Mao Wenlong has an extraordinary status in the hearts of the people.
Haoxiao's face was full of pride, as if he was Mao Wenlong, arrogant and unstoppable. With his nostrils facing the sky, he probably forgot who he was!
"Smack!"
Mao Wenlong suddenly snapped a paw on Haoxiao's head, and then shouted coldly: "Look at your unproductive look, don't smear Lao Tzu's face." ”
Haoxiao was innocently beaten, but he didn't dare to talk back, so he had to say yes only to him, and then obediently drove his carriage.
This infinite move brought Mao Wenlong unexpected fame, and everywhere the carriage went, the people were paying attention. The small actions between Mao Wenlong and Haoxiao just now were completely seen by the people.
"The chief soldier is a person who is strict with himself."
"Yes, look at the guard just now, I remember that he was the person next to the chief soldier, and he was immediately taught a lesson by the chief soldier when he was arrogant just now."
The people's discussion soon spread, and Mao Wenlong's reputation continued to skyrocket.
It was just a small episode, Mao Wenlong didn't take it to heart, and after the carriage left the city smoothly, he immediately galloped up. The big horsewhip was raised freely, and the horse's buttocks were whipped one after another.
The barracks gradually came into view, and Hao Xiaocai slowed down, and the carriage was able to stabilize a little.
Mao Wenlong lay on the thick cushion in the carriage, but he didn't feel much bumpy. At this moment, there was a sudden 'clanging' sound of iron knocking in his ears.
"What's going on in the barracks? Is there a war? Mao Wenlong lifted the curtain and looked around.
Haoxiao seemed to know the situation in the barracks, and he said without hesitation: "No, today is the day of the selection of blacksmiths, and Li Jie is holding an iron-making competition in the barracks in order to find out the most powerful blacksmiths." ”
"There's still such a thing, quick, go and see!" Mao Wenlong suddenly became interested.
"Yes...... Drive! Haoxiao immediately urged the horse to gallop again.
The barracks arrived in an instant, and when they saw the carriage with the sign of Maofu, the soldiers guarding the camp didn't even need to check it, and they were directly allowed to go. The carriage galloped straight into the barracks, and then drove straight to the school grounds.
Mao Wenlong raised his eyes and swept away, only to see that the school field was full of people, and the sound of striking iron was endless.
There were four men beside a stove, sweating bare-chested, and the hammer in his hand was more than 30 pounds, accompanied by the sound of a trumpet, and kept beating.
As soon as Mao Wenlong got out of the carriage, Li Jie, who trotted over after hearing the news, immediately stepped forward to greet him: "The chief soldier ......." ”
Li Jie just opened his mouth to salute, but Mao Wenlong stopped him, pointed to the school field and said, "What's going on?" ”
Li Jie immediately replied: "The chief soldier had to select the most powerful blacksmith among his subordinates, but these people are not in the same place, and no one is convinced. For the sake of fairness, the subordinates arranged this competition to see who could build the best sword and who would be the best blacksmith. ”
Mao Wenlong suddenly realized that he had indeed arranged for Li Jie to select elites from various industries, so that after the academy was built in the later period, these elites would come up to teach students.
You must know that most of the ancient skills were passed on by a teacher, or a single family transmission, and the technology would never be passed on unless it was forced to do so. This is what has led to the loss of many exquisite skills since ancient times.
To open such rules, Mao Wenlong felt that only by making the wisdom of the ancients shine! It's a pity that this is an old rule that has lasted for thousands of years, and if you want to break such a rule, it obviously requires Mao Wenlong to use his brain and exert some effort.
Mao Wenlong didn't say anything more, let Li Jie lead the way, and walked all the way along the blacksmithing booth in the school field. Mao Wenlong found that they were all building swords, and it seemed that they had come to an end, and some were even already opening up the swords they had created.
After walking around, the sound of striking iron had completely subsided, and soon a soldier stepped forward and said to Li Jie: "Mr. Li, everyone has already built a sword." ”
Li Jie waved his hand to let the soldiers retreat, and then turned to look at Mao Wenlong. The latter nodded at him, and Li Jie shouted loudly: "Okay guys, now is the time to test your sword." Please bring all the swords you have made to the stage. ”
After shouting, Li Jie invited Mao Wenlong to go up to the high platform together, and there was a long table on it, covered with a red cloth, presumably used to put the sword made by the blacksmith.
Subsequently, ten blacksmiths came to the stage one after another with their respective swords, and Mao Wenlong saw that among the ten people there was an old man with gray hair. It is quite dazzling among this group of young and strong men!
Each of the ten men has made ten swords, and they all look cold and shining, and they are very sharp. But when they saw the sword made by the old man, to everyone's surprise, the sword made by the old man was actually dull, and the body of the entire sword was pitted.
"This is the sword you built?" Li Jie reached out to grab the sword, wanting to pick it up and take a look.
Unexpectedly, the sword was quite heavy in his hand, and Li Jie didn't expect it at first, so he couldn't pick it up. It took all the strength to lift it with one hand, and an ordinary sword should weigh about a dozen catties.
However, Li Jie estimated that the disgraceless sword in his hand weighed thirty or forty pounds, and this discovery made him immediately feel the extraordinaryness of this sword.
Mao Wenlong also came up at this time, he asked for the sword, and then he held the sword in both hands before he lifted it, and waved it casually twice, it felt okay, the only drawback was that it was heavier.
"Is your sword sharp?" Mao Wenlong noticed the old man from the beginning, especially this ordinary sword, which made him more interested.
The old man's expression was very arrogant, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The old man's sword can cut any iron sword." ”
The corners of Mao Wenlong's mouth rose slightly, he didn't say anything, and walked straight to the other iron sword next to him. This blacksmith was not stupid, he immediately understood that Mao Wenlong was going to try the sword, and without saying a word, he immediately put the sword on the sword stand.
Li Jie personally picked up this cold and shining sword, judging from the appearance alone, this is a good sword, and the weight is just right for Li Jie, he picked it up and waved it twice, it felt very good.
"Come on, give it a try." Mao Wenlong suddenly spoke, holding the extremely ugly iron lump with both hands.
Li Jieping raised the sword in his hand and put himself in a good posture, and then nodded at Mao Wenlong.
"Hey!"
Mao Wenlong exhaled, the iron bump in his hand was raised high, and then slashed at the sword in Li Jie's hand.
"Ding!"
Without any hindrance, the moment the iron bump collided with the sword, it directly cut off the sword in Li Jie's hand.
"Ahh
Exclamations suddenly rang out!
Especially the man who made the sword, he looked incredulous.
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