Piercing wood with a sword is about the explosive power of the arms and wrists.

And carving dog bones is ingenious.

It is difficult to do both things alone, let alone to take them first.

When Lu Rong stabbed a hundred moves according to Chen Ti's instructions, and immediately made toys for Huzi without waiting for a break, the slight trembling wrist and the stinging sensation of cutting his hands due to inaccurate force made him deeply understand the sloppy old man's intentions.

After all, he was not a skilled carver, and the things he had worked hard to make were not much better than burning sticks.

So he quickly gave up on this stupid move.

It's not that he doesn't want to go further, but he has found a better and more elegant way to replace it.

Qiao's family is rich, and among the eight carts of goods accompanying Yanjing, in addition to the two carts of antiques and gold and silver treasures that are used to open up the joints for officials in Youzhou, the rest is some cloth, medicinal materials, wood, ironware and other goods, among which there is a piece of fine South China Sea Huanghuali whole wood, the wood is solid, the texture is clear, and the wooden boil is in the shape of a flowing silk, which is the most suitable for carving chess pieces.

Lu Rongben also pretended to say that he would buy it with three thousand taels of silver, Qiao Wei was so atmospheric, with a wave of his hand, a carpenter sawed it down with tears in his eyes.

To know that the whole wood of the South China Sea Huanghuali is not an ordinary rich and wealthy family can spend money to buy, this wood is produced in the South China Sea Xiandao Diao Luo Mountain tip, the growth is very slow, cutting is not easy, today is the palace in the inner courtyard of the single Huanghuali Luohan bed size can barely beat the front of this piece. If there are skilled craftsmen who use this to make furniture or longevity materials, not to mention 3,000 taels of silver, 30,000 taels will not matter.

But such a priceless piece of sacred wood, which was purchased from the southern coastal land by the Qiao family all the way, and transported it all the way to Yanjing, but at this moment, before even Taiyuan Mansion went out, it was divided into a number of palm-sized chess pieces by Lu Rong, the loser.

Lu Rong didn't care about the carpenter's sigh, cheekily borrowed a carving knife, got into the carriage and got busy.

Before the knife, Lu Rong first practiced a sticker, writing the former dynasty calligraphy master Zhong Xuan's "Force Table", it is said that the contemporary strange man Wang Yizhi in addition to the book "Li Cone Yan" to evaluate the world's martial arts, one hand is known as "floating clouds, like a dragon" cursive is awarded to Zhong Xuan, the world's literati and scholars because of the two in calligraphy attainments will be called "Zhong Wang".

However, compared with the italics that do not exceed the rules, Lu Rong actually prefers the indulgence and wanton cursive writing, but at the beginning, Wang Xuance said that he could go as he pleased, and he was afraid of losing the rules at a young age, so he did not allow Lu Rong to touch it, which was also a pity.

Crumpled the words in his hand, Lu Rong was also slightly satisfied that his words had not regressed because he had not practiced for a long time, he was ready to carve a set of chess pieces to practice first, all because the chess pieces were much bigger than Go, even if the wrong knife was easy to carve.

Although this piece of fine wood did not cost Lu Rong a big son, but after all, it was worth a lot, he had thought about it before the knife, and after he was proficient, he carved two sets of Go pieces, one for his teacher Wang Xuance, and the other for ......

Lu Rong recently didn't know why, since he had been talking to Qiao Wei since he set out on his return journey, Lu Rong could always think of the gentle girl who was robbed of a set of white jade chess pieces by Xie Jianming, the head of the Moby Dick Sword Sect.

It's just that I don't know if we can see each other again in this life.

Chen Ti didn't say much when he saw Lu Rong improve the method he taught, but just watched Lu Rong keep destroying one sword after another every day, ruining one piece of wood after another, and finally commented kindly when Lu Rong was excited to enter the wood: "It's still far away." ”

Lu Rong rolled his eyes, and his heart, which had been provoked by Chen Ti's sarcasm and became extremely tenacious along the way, was not moved at all, leaned over, and said with a smile: "Old man, why don't I ask Qiao Wei to borrow a few masters to fight, and you can watch and give some advice?" ”

"I'm probably out of the air." The sloppy old man showed no mercy.

Qiao Wei also smiled faintly when she heard this, she had nothing to do after dinner, and was standing far away in her room and watching Lu Rong in the courtyard of the inn through the window as if she was nervously competing with a big tree in the sky.

This is one of the most significant benefits of walking with the world's giant merchants, no matter where you rest in the city at night, there are always local Qiao family shop guys who have booked the best inn in the city in advance for everyone to rest.

Cuijuan stood beside Qiao Wei, tiptoe to Qiao Wei's ear and whispered: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World looked at Si Swenwen, and it was not an embroidered pillow. ”

Qiao Wei snorted lightly in his nose, his face was as usual, and he said lightly: "So show it to others." ”

"Two more swords were used yesterday, and Steward Li said that if this continues, the guards will probably have to be empty-handed." Cuijuan learned the words of Steward Li, who was over half a hundred years old, vividly.

"Then what's the matter, there is a team of Xuansoap Army cavalry in front, who dares to make up their minds." Qiao Wei chuckled.

"I think he seems to have a bit of an unusual relationship with the white-clothed general, he has been walking with the convoy for the past few days, and the two of them rarely speak, they are all polite words."

"You're sharp-eyed, I'm afraid the two of them are not only in a strange relationship." Qiao Wei stroked a piece of green silk, looked at Lu Rong squatting in front of Chen Ti flatteringly, and asked softly.

The master and servant looked at Chen Ti with a look of love and ignorance, extremely impatient, Huzi got into Lu Rong's arms, arched His Royal Highness the noble prince, and laughed on the spot.

Cuijuan couldn't help laughing: "He doesn't have any steam when he arrives, he doesn't look like a royal nobleman at all, miss, do you know that the night he first came to Qiao's Mansion, he didn't touch the two maids who served him." The second master was also furious because of this matter, saying that they did not serve His Royal Highness the Prince of the Good World. ”

Qiao Wei's heart was moved, and he replied lightly: "Yes." ”

The second master refers to Qiao Wei's uncle, Qiao Qisheng, the person in charge of Qiao Jiaming's face, and only Cuijuan is called so in front of Qiao Wei in the Manfu, and the rest of the people omit the word "two" and only call him the master.

After all, for them, the eldest grandson of the Qiao family who fell to the bottom was no different from dead.

"Miss, you say, this Royal Highness is very different from those gentlemen who rely on the merits of their fathers, right?" Cuijuan blinked her eyes and looked at Qiao Wei, who had a pale face.

"So what." Qiao Wei's face was pale and indecent.

After the bright moon bent out of the clouds in the night sky, the bright moonlight sprinkled down the courtyard, stretching the long shadows of the two people and a dog.

Cuijuan didn't seem to hear what Qiao Wei said just now, so she leaned closer and said softly: "Miss, I will be in Yanjing in two days, and he will live in the palace compound at that time, how can we ordinary people be as good as him." ”

"It's okay if you don't see it, the Qiao family in the province is breaking the bank." Qiao Wei said lightly.

"But the old ancestor ......," Cuijuan stopped halfway through her words.

As Qiao Wei's personal girl, how could Cuijuan not know the contradictions in her master's heart.

"Do your best and let it be the fate of heaven." Qiao Wei was slightly distracted, silent for a long time, laughed at himself, turned around and stopped looking after a faint speech, sat down at the table, and took a sip of tea gently.

Cuijuan followed, looked around, and saw that Zizhu had not returned from washing and was not in the room, so she hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Miss, Cuijuan doesn't know whether to say it or not." ”

"If that's the case, then don't say it." Qiao Wei gently put down the teacup and lowered her head to arrange the pale skirt.