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"Aunt Qing, he, he doesn't tell anyone what is in his heart!" The girl pursed her mouth aggrievedly, tears rolling around in her eyes. Although Aunt Qing's suggestion was good, why Li Xu was stupid, she didn't figure it out at all, how could she find a way to help him solve the problem.

"Stupid girl, don't you have eyes? When did he start being stupid, and for what? What do you want? Didn't you see it, didn't you hear it? Aunt Qing stretched out her finger and tapped Tao Kuo's brain, and said lovingly.

The daughter of the Haze tribe is this benefit, she can love and hate. Unlike when I was in Jiangnan, I wanted to say a lot of things but didn't dare to say them to anyone, the rules of the family restricted all behaviors, even if I was thinking about it in my heart, I could only hide it tightly until all my memories had turned yellow.

"Him?" Tao Kuo finally got some clues, synthesized the causes and consequences of the battle of Crescent Lake, and came to the conclusion that he was resentful of his own poor sword skills, and his bow and arrows were not accurate. But the girl's own knife skills are even worse, and the archery skills used to be stronger than the attachment, and now it is estimated that it is not as good as the attachment, and the places that can help him are really limited.

"Alas!" Aunt Qing saw the girl's appearance of suffering from gains and losses, and she really loved her heart. Stretched out his hand to take Tao Kuotuosi in his arms, patted her on the back and comforted: "You can't do it yourself, you can ask someone else to teach him." Riding and archery skills, it is estimated that he has already seen the doorway. As for the scimitar, you took him to the coppersmith and told the coppersmith that I asked him to teach him the art of detachment! ”

"Thank you, Aunt Qing!" Tao Kuo broke free from his embrace happily and saluted Aunt Qing again and again.

The coppersmith surnamed Wang in the tribe has unparalleled wrestling skills in the world, and the shepherds who are half younger than him can't move him. It is certainly ten times more effective for him, a Han Chinese, to teach detachment than other people's guidance. If you attach to the coppersmith's sincerity to Aunt Xilin, you will learn half of ....... The girl's white skin slowly turned pink, and her eyes were brighter than the stars in the night sky in an instant.

Aunt Qing's words are absolutely reasonable, and after listening to the girl's suggestion to go to Wang Coppersmith to learn art, Li Xu really stopped "going crazy". The feathered arrow in his hand flew out with a whoosh, and hit the bull's-eye fifty paces away, then packed up his bow and arrows, and walked towards the felt bag of the king coppersmith.

"That's how you went?" The girl stomped her feet in protest.

"Oh!" Li Xu woke up like a dream, walked back and untied a horse assigned to him for his exploits from the stake, held it in his hand, and marched towards the direction of the king's coppersmith's house again.

"The Central Plains apprenticeship is to send the apprenticeship. Thank you for the reminder! Li Xu, who would have made the mistake, said smartly as he walked, and he couldn't understand the girl's hard work towards herself.

"Get out!" Tao Kuo scolded angrily, and tears fell from his eyes. Li Xu saw that the girl suddenly turned her face and was scolded in place. I don't know what I've done wrong, and I've made this weird woman in the tribe angry.

The girl burst into tears for a while, and when she saw Li Xu's demented appearance, she smiled angrily. Wiping away his tears, he stepped forward, took the other party's hand and said, "I'll go with you, lest the coppersmith don't know you!" ”

Li Xu only felt the coldness and softness in the palm of his hand, and an indescribable taste welled up in his heart. Instinctively wanted to shake off the girl's hand and say "men and women don't kiss", but the palm touched the girl's tears. There was no reason in my heart to soften, so I had to gently, like holding a piece of precious jade, to hold the girl's hand in the palm of my hand.

Tao Kuo thought about it and saw that Li Xu seemed to suddenly open his mind, and he didn't shake his hand away, and a sweet feeling appeared in his heart. Raising his face, he said with a smile: "The coppersmith came to Su Sibu eighteen years ago, and Aunt Xilin had just turned thirteen years old at that time......"

The coppersmith's surname is Wang, and he is a good iron. Almost all of Su's good knives came from his hands, and other fine objects, such as copper and silver bells for decoration on men and women, and copper mirrors for women's dressing, were also made by coppersmiths. No one knows where the coppersmith came from in the Central Plains, and the story in Tao Kuotuosi's mouth is the same as the rumors in the tribe, saying that the coppersmith once traveled all over the grassland, and it was because he fell in love with Xilin, the first beauty in the Susi tribe, that he stopped wandering.

After listening to Tao Kuo's introduction, Li Xu remembered a sentence that Xu Dayan had asked himself before Uncle Jiu left: "A person who walks all over the grassland alone stops for the first time he sees the woman, do you believe this kind of story?" ”

Li Xu remembered his original answer: "Impossible! "The eldest husband stands in the world to do something earth-shattering. Almost every man in the Central Plains has received this kind of education of "self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and leveling the world" since he knew the first word. Two "ambitious" teenagers pushed themselves and others, and decided that the coppersmith did not stay in the wilderness for the sake of a woman.

Then, he must have stayed in the Su Si Department for something else. Xu Dayan's analysis was for Aunt Qing, and Li Xu agreed with his opinion, but reminded his good friend not to pursue other people's secrets too much.

"Well, you've got a good heart!" Xu Dayan sneered a few times, and said disdainfully: "Don't worry, Aunt Qing is not the daughter of the emperor." The Chen family in Jiangnan, when the emperor surrendered, he still thought that the officials given to him by the Great Sui were small. When the princess married Lao Tzu and then married her son, how could anyone have such a conscience and backbone! (Note 3)

In Xu Dayan's mind, since he is a noble family and has eaten many more benefits than the people, he must take a little more responsibility for the country in times of crisis. And the behavior of the Chen family will only make the family feel ashamed, no matter how well their poems are written and how beautiful their music is, they can't hide the lowliness of their abilities and the weakness of their behavior.

As for Aunt Qing, the people who sent her to the Turks to try to ask for help in a friendly way are now officials of the Great Sui, and everyone must have forgotten the past during the national disaster. Since the parties have chosen to forget, why should outsiders bother to uncover this mystery. The only one who has not forgotten his oath is the coppersmith surnamed Wang, who decided to protect a person more than 20 years ago and has been guarding it until now, without complaint or regret.

The coppersmith's home was easy to find, and in the whole tribe, all the other people's homes were made of felt bags, both for people and for the pregnant animals, but his workshop was made of stone. Li Xu and Tao Kuotuosi walked for a while towards the stone hut where there were smoke and fire, and soon came to the door of the coppersmith's house.

The coppersmith's wife, Cillin, had gone with her children to take care of the livestock, so there was no one in the feltbags. Tao Kuo was not afraid of life, and pulled Li Xu directly into the stone workshop. As soon as they entered the door, the tears of the two were immediately smoked by the smell inside. The herdsmen used to use horse urine to quench ironware, and these days are when the coppersmiths are busy, so the smell in the workshop is also very "friendly".

There were already a few guests waiting in the workshop, and when they saw Li Xu and Tao Kuotuosi, all the herdsmen stepped forward to say hello. In the past few days, the story of Li Xu being empowered by the holy wolf, biting an enemy warrior to death with his teeth and scaring away six scouts has already spread among the tribe. In order to boost the morale of the shepherds, Elder Eto also specially instructed Ah Silan to exaggerate the ferocity of Li Xu's bite to death that day. Everyone passed ten, ten passed hundreds, and the more they spread, the more they spread, the more they became more and more false, and now, the credit for getting out safely from the attack of twenty-eight enemy scouts is no longer because of Xu Dayan's proper scheduling, Ah Silan and Dur and others fought bravely, but quietly attributed to Li Xu's head unconsciously.

In the last battle, the Horde gained a lot of money, and almost every warrior who accompanied the army was given one or more captured scimitars. Iron that can be used as a blade on the grassland is very valuable, and a good scimitar can cost as much as a foal. When the shepherds got the weapons of the enemy, they rushed to the coppersmiths to transform them according to their habits. Or increase or decrease the weight of the weapon, or make a pattern on the handle of the blade, anyway, without the hands of the coppersmith carving, even if the captured weapon is sharp, everyone is not at ease.

"Stronger, haven't you eaten in the morning?" The coppersmith, who was focused on his craft, did not even see the arrival of the holy wolf guard and the daughter of the patriarch, and whispered at the shepherd who was wielding a sledgehammer. The small hammer in his hand did not pause, and smashed the scimitar on the cutting board with a clang.

The reddish blade is slowly deformed under the alternating action of the sledgehammer and the small hammer, the arc begins to increase, and the raised edges and corners on the side of the knife are more distinct. Several rut-like black lines gradually leaked out of the reddened blade, slowly spreading in all directions with the force of the blow. It was dim, it gathered, it gathered, it was dim, and it slowly turned into a puffy cloud, jumping on the red flames.

"That's it!" The coppersmith let out a low snort, picked up the scimitar with his iron tongs, roasted it on the fire for a moment, and then dipped the reddish blade directly into the horse's urine.

"Whew!" The pungent smell rose with the smoke, and everyone was so smoked that they burst into tears, but no one wanted to go out for a while. A pair of enchanted eyes slowly moved down with the coppersmith's movements, and landed on the scimitar that had just been clamped out of the horse's urine. The quenched scimitar is black and blue, and the color is strange. The clouds that once jumped on the red blade turned a silver-gray color, condensed between the blade and the back of the blade, as if it was still drifting slowly as the scimitar moved.

"Take it and cut it!" There was a smug look in the coppersmith's voice. The owner of the scimitar, who was panting at the end of the sledgehammer, immediately let out a cheer, picked up the scimitar from the iron pliers with both hands, and although he was grinning at the residual heat of the blade, he refused to let go, and rushed into the snow outside, screaming.

"Before, senior!" Li Xu stepped forward and shouted. How to name the strange man in front of him, he himself couldn't figure it out. It is too abrupt to call Master as soon as he comes up. Calling him by name like he treats other people in the tribe does not conform to the etiquette of the Central Plains.