Wang Qian didn't react, Lin Xiu was suspicious of this, just now Wang Qian agreed to do what combo crossbow for those barbarians, so that they could live, otherwise those barbarians would definitely play them to death, he heard a lot of these words into his ears, but the combo crossbow was a sharp weapon for the light cavalry of the Xia Dynasty's border army, could it be said...

Lin Xiu stared at Wang Qian and spoke again: "How can you make a combo crossbow?" That's a sharp weapon of the border army, if you make it for the barbarians, what will be the consequences? Have you thought about it? This barbarian and the Xia people are eternal mortal enemies, if such a sharp weapon is stolen by them, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Qian suddenly got up, he kicked Lin Xiu with one kick, followed by a punch in Lin Xiu's chest, let Hou grab Lin Xiu's collar with one hand, regardless of Lin Xiu's violent heavy cough, and scolded in a muffled voice: "What's wrong with Xia Ren?" What happened to the barbarians? How about the border army? And what about the barbarians? In the face of life and death, what is the difference between them? You don't have any hair, you think you've read a sage for two years, so you came to teach Lao Tzu a lesson, saying what kind of crossbow did Lao Tzu make for them, you are not a fucking dog caravan, these iron tools are not fucking sent by you? Don't forget, it was Lao Tzu who made you sit in this big tent to breathe, otherwise they would have killed you a long time ago... No matter how bad it is, you will become a slave breed in the sheepfold..."

In the face of these words, a reprimand, and a chaotic righteousness, Lin Xiu was stunned, but he saw something strange in the cloudy eyes of the old man Wang Qian-that kind of sadness and grief for the Xia Dynasty. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Late at night, in addition to the sound of the wind on the quiet grassland, it is the sound of tinkling iron, in the wooden shed, Wang Qian stood in front of the iron felt platform wearing oilskin felt, the stove outside a step was splashing with flames with the bellows blowing, on the iron felt, the iron hammer and the refined iron repeatedly hammered and tempered collided with a little spark, listening to this sound, Lin Xiu couldn't sleep at all, he walked out of the tent, a few barbarians leaned on the wooden fence not far away and talked in a low voice, they glanced at Lin Xiu, the contemptuous eyes didn't seem to put Lin Xiu in their eyes at all, and they didn't even mean to be wary of him, Lin Xiu looked around, the endless dark night, the endless black curtain, he didn't know if he had the courage to escape at this moment, he, he really didn't know!

Sleepy heart, remorse and anger intertwined Lin Xiu came to the wooden shed in a daze, Wang Qian was still concentrating on the iron, in the thick and low water urn at his feet, there was already a stack of freshly made scimitars, Lin Xiu looked at the scimitars, somehow, the scene of his father being cut off the horse appeared in his mind, which made the turbidity mixed in his heart surge again, almost bursting his chest.

"You are a Xia man, why do you want to make murderous weapons for these barbarians?"

"Phew... Wow... Wow..."

In response to Lin Xiu, there was only a continuous beating sound, until Wang Qian gradually knocked the fine iron in the iron tongs to appear the outline of the scimitar, he turned around and walked towards the water tank a few steps away, and when he sandwiched the iron tongs showing the outline of the scimitar and immersed it in the water, only to hear the sound of 'bang', the red fine iron instantly leaked out of the original blue and black, and the thick white water vapor directly enveloped most of Wang Qian's body.

Lin Xiu suppressed the confusion in his heart as much as possible, he stepped forward behind Wang Qian, and said, "Your name is Wang Qian, and the harmonic meaning is Dead Xia?" Or forget the summer? If you, as a Xia person, hate your bloodline roots so much, do you want it to perish? Or do you want it to disappear into the years, don't you feel sad to do this? You..."

Wang Qian originally regarded Lin Xiu as air, but after hearing this, he stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Lin Xiu, and suddenly met Wang Qian's eyes, Lin Xiu suddenly felt cold in his heart, and he actually felt like he was being watched as a prey.

"You... What do you want? Am I wrong? Lin Xiu asked rhetorically, but Wang Qian didn't respond at all, but the invisible pressure made Lin Xiu retreat one after another, until there was no way to retreat in front of the iron felt board, and Wang Qian said in a deep voice: "Wang Qian... What do you think it is? It's just a name, a name for life, and as for Xia, which is thousands of miles away, what can it give you? What can it do for you? What does the scimitar do for you when the iron hooves of the scimitar hang right over your head? There will be nothing..."

"You..." Lin Xiu was confused by Wang Qian's remarks, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but on the other hand, Wang Qian, his seemingly hard heart revealed elusive feelings, and after a long time, until the fire in the furnace weakened, Wang Qian took a deep breath, his old crimson folds trembled slightly with the fluctuation of his heart, and finally said to Lin Xiu: "Go back to the account, the grassland is not as good as the Central Plains, the night is cold and windy, you businessmen are sometimes really incomprehensible, ask for money and don't want to die, but life is gone, What's the use of making more money? Trading with a barbarian, one negligence will kill you, what a fool! ”

After speaking, Wang Qian turned around and walked towards his wooden shed, leaving Lin Xiu alone standing by the hot stove, not knowing what to do!

Morning light, the light slowly dispersed from the horizon, shining on the entire earth, as far as the eye could see, the grassland was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, on the old camp of the wild fox, scolding, shouting, the neighing of horses' hooves scattered in all directions, not long after, I saw a team of wild fox warriors leaving the old camp on horseback, running to the depths of the endless puddle grassland, here, in this season, they must be careful and vigilant, whether it is the green wolf warrior or other tribes, as long as they wear the banner other than the wild fox, they are terrible enemies, One negligence can cause the old camp of wild foxes to be attacked by the enemy, and then disappear under the scimitar of the war horse.

In the tattered tent, He Laojiu and the bearded people were still asleep one by one, although they were saved by Wang Qian's temporary treatment, but there was not enough food and follow-up medicine, Lin Xiu didn't know if they could live, looking at Lin Mao, who was breathing weakly, Lin Xiu fell into guilt and resentment, for him, he once thought that if he entered the Licheng Academy and studied in the same hall with the children of those officials and generals, he would have a superior position, and he could study in peace and stability, and become a rich man by virtue of his talent. But when Yu's words woke him up to his dream, and Lin Mao desperately wanted to earn more money to pave the way for him to seek officials, he realized that he was a drop in the small merchant business after all, and he couldn't see it from humble beginnings.

At this time, there was a soft sound outside the tent, it sounded a little like a female voice, but it was thicker than a female voice, Lin Xiu hadn't gotten up to leave the tent yet, and the people outside had already come in, and it was really a woman.

Since the person who came had his back to the light, Lin Xiu couldn't see it clearly, but the barbarian girl raised her hand and pointed at Lin Xiu with a whip: "You come out for me!" Immediately, two barbarians stepped forward and lifted Lin Xiu from the ground and took him out of the tent.