Chapter 32: The Famous Sword

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Feng Wufang caressed the gorgeous treasure knife lovingly, shook the scabbard spring, and after hearing a pleasant low sound, a dazzling blade appeared in front of everyone. Even Feng Wuji, who wanted to make fun of it, put away the game color on his face, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, obviously agreeing with this divine weapon.

"No trace, see no, this is a famous craftsman took three years of hard work to cast, the auxiliary prince Jia Mingchang spent 10,000 gold to get this knife, this time took advantage of the king's birthday feast to take it out, which shows that it took a lot of thought." Although he was holding someone else's heavy gift in his hand, Feng Wufang's expression was still full of a kind of disdain and disdain, "He is also a clear-eyed person, but the children below are really not angry, if this goes on for a long time, I am afraid that the title of the Duke of Fuguo will be passed on to the children of the side line." The emperor had already planned to re-select the next auxiliary prince from the Jia family's side lineage, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have to go to great lengths to slap me. ”

Feng Wuxian raised his eyebrows, he couldn't imagine that there was such a tossing and turning origin behind this treasure knife. The emperor has always had an attitude of hating iron and not steel, not only vigorously promoting talented people in wealthy families, but also hating those children who are vegetarian and vegetarian, it seems that Jia Mingchang, the prince of the auxiliary state, can't avoid that level.

"Brother Wufang is the first person in the royal family, and Jia Guogong has to come to your door, so he can't go to flatter Prince Min, right? Although the Zongren Mansion is in charge of the royal family, it also pinches the necks of those famous families, and the father and emperor come to do some terrifying actions from time to time, so it is no wonder that those lords who do not have a capable heir in the family are frightened. Feng Wuxian stepped forward, his eyes staring at the treasure knife, and he was full of praise, but he spat out such words.

"It's just that even if I take his things, it's just a birthday gift, and whether I am willing to speak for him depends on my mood. The emperor is also happy that I am idle in Beijing now, and this little thing will not refute my face, so let's talk about it then. Feng Wufang said casually, and then took the treasure knife over, "How about it, no trace, dance twice for me to see?" ”

Feng Wuxian reluctantly took the knife, and the weight of it made him suffer immediately, and everyone couldn't help but take a step back. "Brother Wufang, you are really joking, knowing that I can't wield a knife and a gun, isn't this obviously making me ugly?" Feng Wuxian complained while secretly lucky, sure enough, under the clear air, the knife didn't feel heavy, but with his virtue, the appearance of raising the knife was really ridiculous, and even the always cold and solemn Yin Jue behind him couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, okay, if you really dance, I'll really smash your study." Feng Wufang snatched the treasure knife from his cousin's hand and put it back in his place lovingly, then asked with a smile, "What birthday gift did you give me today?" ”

Feng Wuxian motioned to the Immortal Absolute to hold the long gift box, "I know that Brother Wufang likes these things, and the birthday gift I gave is no exception." But that thing was just sent from Fujian a few days ago, the box was tightly sealed, I didn't have time to open it to check, I only knew that it was a sword cast by the famous craftsman Yinfeng, and I didn't know anything else, whether it was good or bad depends on your luck. It's time for your birthday feast, otherwise I really can't think of anything to give. In fact, he deliberately did not look at the things in the box, so as to prove the value of the things.

Feng Wufang was shocked at first, but after listening to Feng Wufang's words, he couldn't cry or laugh, daring to love this cousin to let himself try his luck. He glared at Feng Wuxian fiercely, and then quickly unsealed the gift box, holding the sword in his hand. However, everyone was disappointed, including Feng Wuxi, this so-called sword made by the master looked simple and tight, not to mention any dazzling brilliance on the scabbard, not even the sharpness of the blade could be felt, as if it was a blunt weapon.

"Without a trace, your jokes are a little bigger." Feng Wufang casually showed the sword in his hand, "If this is also a sword, then I'm afraid there will be more famous soldiers in the world." ”

Feng Wuji's face was a little solemn, and Yue Ming Zhong praised this sword in his letter, which was full of beautiful words, so he decided to use it as a gift, and now it seems that the letter has another meaning. He looked around to the left and right, and in addition to Feng Wufang and Darkness in the study, there were two personal servants standing with their hands down. "Brother Wufang, the magic of this sword is not known to ordinary people, wait for me to explain it carefully, but ......"

Feng Wufang glanced at his cousin suspiciously, and then motioned for the two little guys to retreat. Stygian hurriedly walked to the door, staring coldly at the people who came and went, and in order to avoid speculation by others, the door of the study was open. Feng Wufang gently pulled out the seemingly dark sword, only to hear a clear sound, the long sword was already out of the sheath, and Feng Wufang's frowning brows just now immediately relaxed. Although it is not as dazzling as the previous sword, the restrained edge that is not revealed has already made King Anjun, who has always loved swords, curious.

"Wait, Traceless, you just said that the person who forged the sword is a famous craftsman?" Feng Wufang suddenly said, "I heard you right, right? ”

"It's this person, why, Brother Wufang has also heard of his name?" Feng Wuxian really doesn't know anything about this, but when he sees that Yue Ming Zhong's letter is peerless, he believes it in his heart.

"I see, no wonder the surface is so quaint!" Feng Wufang patted his forehead, and suddenly realized, "I almost fell for it just now, I have long heard that Yin Feng Casting Sword is the most clever, it can make the murderous spirit restrained, Yinghua does not appear, I didn't expect to see it today." No trace, you are such a big face, I heard that people rarely cast swords for the powerful, although 100,000 gold is difficult to find, you actually took it to give away, fortunately I received it, otherwise wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing? ”

Feng Wuxian didn't care about the ridicule in his cousin's words, "This thing is one of the gifts given to me by Mr. Yue, but I didn't say what to do with it, so I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and used it as a favor." Now that I think about it, it seems that Mr. Yue has some other intentions. If he hadn't repeatedly emphasized the preciousness of this object in his letter, perhaps I wouldn't have taken it seriously. ”

"Mr. Yue is indeed an experience!" Feng Wufang suddenly sighed, "He's giving you a piece of advice, hiding and not revealing is the best policy, but it's a pity that it's too late for you to hide in the current situation." "Feng Wufang is not the kind of brave man who will only go into battle to kill the enemy, and his delicate mind is far better than that of ordinary court officials, but he has always pretended to be ignorant, in front of Feng Wufang, he sometimes shows a shrewd attitude, "When the sword is not unsheathed, it can naturally be hidden, once the edge is revealed, it will attract suspicion when it is hidden again." Mr. Yue must not be the most aware of the chaos in the capital today, otherwise he would not have taken the trouble to come to a 'thing advice'. ”

"Brother Wufang, I just wanted to ask you, if there is a change in the northwest, and the courtiers recommend you as the new general, can you go to the table and resign?" The wind was traceless, his eyes were blazing, and he obviously wanted to know his cousin's true position.

Feng Wufang didn't show a bit of discoloration, how could the secret rumors in the capital leak out of him, the dignified county king, "Without a trace, I can only say this, I will never do anything to make trouble, if you can walk to that day in a bright and bright way, you can naturally transfer the military power in my hands." Now that the emperor's intentions are unclear, it is too early to talk about these. My father was so favored that he made a wrong move, and never came out again, and finally died of depression. If it weren't for the fact that I still have some talent and know how to keep my head down, I'm afraid I will inevitably suffer from disaster. No trace, too much, I hope you can understand this. He looked up to the sky and sighed, his heart was full of unwillingness, if his father had been smarter and might have survived to the end, then he wouldn't have to cower until now.

Too much, too much! Feng Wuxian suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment, how could the principles he had always believed in suddenly be forgotten? There is only one answer, he was blinded by a series of favors from his father and mother. For the father, except for the prince he identifies, other sons can be sacrificed; As for the mother concubine, although her value is far greater than back then, she will never be twice as high as Xiao Yunchao. The younger brother Feng Wuxi, who has always been favored, is the center of the dispute, and everything he does is just helping his mother and concubine achieve her goals and helping her father make up his mind.

"Thank you, Brother Wufang, it's really a word to wake up the dreamer!" Feng Wuxian said sincerely, but he couldn't help but think of Chen Lingcheng and Shi Jingqi's recent strange behavior, it seems that they have long seen their impetuousness, "I have been alone since I was a child, but fortunately I have met you and mentioned it from time to time, to be honest, you are like my own brother." There is no need to pretend, his expression is a little lonely and helpless.

"What a stupid thing to say!" Feng Wufang lightly smashed his fist on his cousin's shoulder, "You were originally my younger brother, although you are not the same father and mother, but after all, you are all royal children, I think you are very pleasing to the eye, who will I not help you?" The latter sentence is quite conceited, but in the ears of Feng Wuxi, it has become a kind of love for the eldest brother to the brother.

"Okay, for the sake of your peerless sword, I will give you a generous gift another day." Feng Wufang didn't wait for Feng Wufang to say words of thanks, "It's not too early, if you don't go out again, I'm afraid those guests will be impatient, and you don't want me, the birthday star, to be complained by a bunch of people, right?" As he spoke, he pushed Feng Wuji out, and when he went out, he glanced at the Shadow Absolute again with deep meaning, which made the always cold-faced guard a little overwhelmed.

Since the first time he saw Feng Wufang, Feng Wuxian has had such a feeling that this seemingly rude and rude King Anjun will be his biggest help. Now, his judgment has been confirmed, however, he will not ignore the haze that flashes in Feng Wufang's eyes from time to time, perhaps, Brother Wufang's heart also hides a secret that belongs only to him.