Chapter 117: The Dilemma of the Emperor and the Blacksmith

The post man who turned a post station into a town was reported by the secret spy department, and the old blacksmith's private manufacture of ordnance was actually the first to be discovered by the camp. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Secret Spy Division is monitoring every grass and tree in Hami Country, how could they not know about such a big movement in Shifeng Mountain?

And it is natural for the camp to brand any equipment that appears in the Hami country with its own brand.

Under normal circumstances, as long as it is a well-known good thing, it is generally from the general's camp, if a good thing suddenly appears, their first reaction is to figure out how this thing was made, can they copy it again?

Therefore, relying on their wealth, they issued a notice to the whole kingdom of Hami, saying that if there was a person among the people of Hami who was better than them, after identification, he would receive a reward of fifty gold coins.

The old blacksmith had good skills, but he was a murderer who was bent on getting into the eyes of money, and after repeatedly making sure that he would not deceive people, he took a hammer forged by himself...... Then he was very interested in the fact that there were no bubbles and cracks in the iron he cast.

The old blacksmith who has privately built illegal instruments for a lifetime wants to have a good income, where is he willing to come to the camp to be restrained, besides, if he enters the camp, he will take apprentices, or a large group of people, this is completely the life of the old guy.

So he didn't even stay in the Qingxiang City, which everyone longed for, and in the afternoon, he was grateful for the appreciation of the camp, and quietly ran away at the last moment when the city gate was about to close, and came incognito to Shifeng Mountain, a small place that doesn't care about it, to charge a high price to make weapons for people.

Regardless of the country, it is a felony to manufacture weapons without permission, and the same is true in the country of Hami.

After Tie Xinyuan waved his hand, several guards took down the old blacksmith and sent him to the barracks, waiting for the autumn queen to be beheaded.

"Really beheaded?"

Huo Xian asked immediately after finally understanding the importance of those weapons.

Tie Xinyuan frowned and said: "This is an old killer who does not enter the oil and salt, the conditions given to the camp at the beginning are not unfavorable, and the official positions are given to the position of the director, he does not miss these at all, and slipped away at the first time, if it weren't for Huo'er to ask the secret spy department to visit around, the old guy might have left Hami Country."

This time, I will give this old guy another chance, if he doesn't get in like this, I'd rather cut off his head than allow such a person to leave Hami and vote for another country. ”

After saying these words, seeing Huo Xian's indifferent face, he sighed and said, "What I despised most in the past was people like me, and what I couldn't get would rather be destroyed than left to others."

When I sat down in the Emperor's seat, I found that this was the simplest, most convenient, and most effective way to prevent future troubles.

This does not do the human race any good, and even the catastrophe it brings is devastating.

However, I am now the king of Hami, and I can only give priority to the interests of the people of Hami.

Although it is shameless to say this, please don't look down on me. ”

Huo Xianwan smiled, this kind of trick of cutting grass and eradicating roots has been seen too much in his long life, although Tie Xinyuan did this beyond his expectations, it was not surprising.

"That's how the emperor is."

Huo Xian replied, patted Tie Xinyuan on the shoulder, got up and stepped on the remnant sun and left.

For him, this scene was just an insignificant ripple in the growth of the emperor.

Huo Xian is gone, no matter how beautiful the scenery of Shifeng Mountain is, Tie Xinyuan has no mood to appreciate it, there are some things that can be said to Huo Xian, and there are some things that even Tie Xinyuan himself is unwilling to mention again.

As soon as he thought of those wise men of the Western Regions who died tragically at the hands of the secret spy division, his heart ached faintly, and at this moment, he even felt that he should go to the eighteenth layer of hell.

A long time ago, when others said that the emperor's throne was the accumulation of bones, he always felt that this statement might be exaggerated......

He even thought it was a fate to meet the two gurus, Zakya and Compal in Sandstone City.

The Throne of Bones made by the two Masters in Sandstone City was probably made for him......

The more successful people are, the more sins they bear......

In other words, the more people want to succeed, the more sins they will have to bear.

Life is sometimes like drawing circles, it will be reincarnated, but the height of the first circle and the second circle are different, the mood is different, and the way of doing things is also different.

Meng Yuanzhi stood on the edge of a cliff, holding a wine jug in one hand and stroking a few large stones in the other, as if full of sadness.

Seeing Tie Xinyuan coming over, he patted the boulder and said: "I hid behind this time to plot against Aladdin, the stone went down, but Aladdin did not die, it was a very failed assassination." ”

Tie Xinyuan took the wine jug in his hand and took a sip of wine, and then said with a smile: "It's all in the past, and those small flaws don't prevent you from making General Meng famous." ”

Meng Yuanzhi smiled, shook his head and said: "A failure is a failure, and I, Meng Yuanzhi, still have this self-introspective bearing."

It's you, who have some meaning of cooking oil with fire, be careful. ”

Tie Xinyuan paused for a moment and said, "What do you say?" ”

Meng Yuan thought for a moment and said, "It's just a feeling, I feel that you are becoming more and more like the Great Song official family." ”

"I'm the king of Hami, that is, the emperor of the Hami Kingdom, is there anything wrong with being like another emperor?"

"No!" Meng Yuanzhi replied very quickly.

"If you become an official, what will I be able to think of in the rest of my life?"

"You think I'm going to hack you to death?"

Meng Yuanzhi shook his head and said: "Tie Xinyuan won't, but the emperor will, Tie Xinyuan does things from love and righteousness, and the emperor does things from the pros and cons."

Tie Xinyuan will give up the interests in his hands for the sake of affection, and the emperor will give up his affection for the sake of interests.

Not only that, if the person who controls the Hami Kingdom changes from Tie Xinyuan to the emperor, a hundred and ten years later, Hami will be the present of the Great Song Dynasty. “

Tie Xinyuan smiled: "You have finally learned to speak with your brain. ”

Meng Yuanzhi said with a smile: "Seeing through and not saying that it is a realm, I see through it and say it, this is taking care of brotherhood." ”

"As far as I know, among the famous emperors, none of them are affectionate and righteous, generally speaking, affectionate and righteous emperors are generally faint monarchs, do you think it is better for me to be a faint monarch?"

Meng Yuan smiled and said, "What's so bad about being a faint king?" If the country is gone, you still have a group of brothers, we can start all over again, and get another country for you to play with, if you don't even have brothers, the country is gone, you will be finished. ”

Tie Xinyuan sniffled and said with emotion: "How did I hear that my brother is reliable, and the sow can go up the tree!" ”

"That's because they haven't met a brother like me, and true brothers are naturally true affection."

Tie Xinyuan smiled bitterly and said: "But all the knowledge I have learned tells me that the organization established with brotherhood will flourish and die. ”

Meng Yuanzhi laughed and said: "We have lived happily, who cares about the aftermath?" Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, don't be horses and cattle for your children and grandchildren.

Do you know that your son will be grateful to you for leaving him a peaceful and prosperous life? Where can you learn skills without danger, and a strong master is a great skill. ”

Tie Xinyuan laughed, returned the wine jug to Meng Yuanzhi, turned around and left, one person has one idea, this sentence is really true.

In his previous life, Tie Xinyuan had learned a text called "Pony Crossing the River" when he was a child, and there was no doubt that Meng Yuanzhi was the damn old cow.

Tie Xinyuan has never been an emperor before, so he has no experience in being an emperor, he can only learn from others, there are all kinds of emperors in history, and it is not good to learn from anyone, although it is best to follow his own path, but unfortunately, Tie Xinyuan has not found the right path for himself.

When there is something on the mind, the boring journey becomes even more boring...... Except for Yu Chiwen and the old blacksmith who became good friends, the rest was the vast Gobi, and as far as the eye could see, only wild donkeys and wild camels roamed in herds in the Gobi.

"King, that old killer can be killed today."

Yu Chiwen came to Tie Xinyuan and said in a low voice.

"Why?"

"I already know how to remove bubbles and cracks in cast iron, it's very simple, just lower the temperature of the molten iron in the crucible and pour it, and it's no problem."

Tie Xinyuan sighed and said: "You were deceived by the old guy, continue to investigate, if possible, I really don't want to kill this old killer." ”

"He's lying?"

"It's not necessarily a lie, I just know that if you want to solve this problem, it is obviously impossible to just reduce the temperature of molten iron pouring."

Wei Chiwen nodded and said, "Then I'll go and explore, the old guy always has to say, he actually knows this very well." ”

Tie Xinyuan sighed again: "Raise the price, don't threaten him with life and death, I can still understand this kind of old guy's thoughts."

He came to Hami alone, but his family stayed in the Great Song Dynasty, presumably his skills must have been passed on to his children and grandchildren.

For a craftsman like him, what he is most afraid of is not death, but the outflow of the family's ability to eat, and when there is no way to solve the problem, believe it or not, he will definitely choose death. ”

This kind of thing, Tie Xinyuan has seen a lot in Tokyo, countless guys who rely on their craft to eat, once they master a unique craft, they will regard this craft as more important than their lives, because the craft of snatching other people's food, there are definitely not a few masters who have died.

Farmers depend on the land for their food, and the only thing a craftsman can rely on is craftsmanship.

The farmer works hard for the land, and the craftsman will naturally work hard for the craft, which is not only his dependence on eating, but also the dependence of future generations to eat.

Thinking of this, Tie Xinyuan smiled bitterly, he found that his current situation was no different from that old blacksmith, all of whom were for food, and he didn't even want his life.

Speaking of which, there is no difference between the throne and the blacksmith's ability, they are all the same, the same.