Back at the embassy pavilion, Chu Ge immediately greeted him and asked, "General, how is the situation?" Did King Stone promise to send troops? ”

Zhao Ziliang took the cloak and handed it to the servant behind him, and said: "The king of Shiguo, Mo Heji Tutun, has agreed to send troops, but the little prince Qu Le wants to fight with General Ben, if General Ben wins, they will agree to send troops and unconditionally obey our command, but if General Ben loses, I am afraid that the matter of sending troops will be quite troublesome!" ”

Chu Ge and Brehan glanced at each other when they heard this, and Chu Ge said, "With the general's ability, you still need to be afraid of Naqule?" His subordinates look at him as just taller, he is full of fat, where is the general strong? Definitely not an opponent of the general? ”

Zhao Ziliang was drinking tea, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but squirt, coughed several times before he eased up, and said, "What is the relationship between the level of martial arts and physical strength?" Aren't you talking nonsense? ”

As she was talking, Chen Qingying walked in with her daughter Wang Zhiyun, a fourteen-year-old girl who was still a little scared, and hid behind Chen Qingying with a cloth bag in her hand.

Zhao Ziliang saw it and asked, "Is there something wrong with Mrs. Wang?" ”

Mrs. Wang made a blessing, lowered her head and said: "The slave family saw that the general's boots were broken, and took the time to make a new pair for the general in the past few days, I don't know if it fits or not, so I brought it over and asked the general to try it, if it doesn't fit, the slave family will change it again."

Chu Ge and Brehan both looked down at Zhao Ziliang's feet, and Zhao Ziliang himself looked down at the boots on his feet, the front of his right foot was really broken, and his big toe was stretched out.

It's embarrassing! Zhao Ziliang's face was quite embarrassed, coughed twice, and said: "It's too troublesome Mrs. Wang, there are boots to buy on the street, in fact, Mrs. Wang doesn't have to work so hard."

Mrs. Wang said: "The general's words are wrong, how can the boots you buy fit the size of the measurements?" The general still has to try, if the general doesn't wear it, the slave family and Zhiyun will be embarrassed to eat and live here for nothing! ”

Zhao Ziliang pondered, nodded and said, "Okay, thank you Mrs. Wang!" ”

Chen Qingying took the cloth bag from Wang Zhiyun's hand and untied it, took out a pair of brand-new cowhide boots, and let Zhao Ziliang sit on the chair, while she squatted on the ground and took off Zhao Ziliang's dirty, smelly and torn old boots, and then put on new boots for Zhao Ziliang.

"General, how? Does it fit? Chen Qingying looked at Zhao Ziliang very nervously.

Zhao Ziliang got up and walked around the ground a few times, and said, "It's good, it's very comfortable, but it's a little bigger!" ”

Chen Qingying hurriedly said: "The slave family will take it and change it to a smaller one immediately!" ”

Zhao Ziliang waved his hand and smiled: "No need to change it, I think so, you add a layer of sheep leather wool to the inside of your boots, now that the weather is cold, it will be warmer with wool in your boots."

Chen Qingying's eyes lit up, "The general is really smart, if there is wool in the boots, it will definitely be warm, the slave family will go!" ”

After changing into old boots, watching Chen Qingying's mother and daughter leave, Zhao Ziliang said to Chu Ge: "Didn't you say that you took back the Jinding Zaoyang that this general wanted to use?" Show it to me! Walk, go outside, big open space, easy to show"

"No!"

When he arrived in the courtyard, Chu Ge quickly came over with two servants, one of whom walked over with a glittering black golden nail jujube lance on his shoulder, and when Zhao Ziliang took it off his shoulder, this servant was already panting.

Just now, he was crushed half to death, Zhao Ziliang held it in his hand as if he was playing, he couldn't see how hard it was, and he held the lance with one hand and kept dancing like a juggling, very relaxed.

Chu Ge, Brehan, and the other servants in the courtyard, as well as the envoys of several other countries, were all shocked when they saw it, and Nabalu lay on the ground as if he had seen a god and shouted: "The general is really a god!" ”

Zhao Ziliang casually stopped for a quarter of an hour, feeling that the weight was almost just right, even if his strength increased to two thousand catties in the future, this golden nail jujube yang lance could still be used, and it would not seem too light. The lance is made of stainless steel, solid, tough, with a prominent dragon pattern on it, and one section is also wrapped in multiple layers of arrowroot cloth to prevent slipping when holding the lance in hand.

Then I looked at the sharpness of the lance, I felt very sharp, turned my head and saw a stone table next to it, so I flew up with a long lance in my hand, and the body flew out of three or four meters, and the golden nail jujube yang lance in my hand was split from the air, and the surrounding people only heard the sound of "swish", and saw that the thick stone table was split in half from the middle.

Zhao Ziliang was stunned, and then brandished the golden nail jujube yang lance and smashed it down on a stone bench next to him, only to see the row of nails at the back end of the lance smashed on the stone bench, and the stone bench was smashed into pieces like a piece of tofu.

"Shhhh

Zhao Ziliang was also surprised, he didn't expect this lance to be so sharp, this is a stone table, not a wooden table, it was split in half at once, and the sound was very light, and then looked at the lance, there was no damage at all, and there was no gap at all. The iron nails on the hammer are also intact.

"What a lance, what a lance, hahaha! I can't imagine that there is such a skilled blacksmith in this Tuozhi City, and he can create such a sharp weapon" Zhao Ziliang was overjoyed, holding the horse lance in his hand and couldn't put it down.

The hearts of all the people around were horrified, and they were all envious when they looked at the horse lance in Zhao Ziliang's hand, this thing can be said to be a peerless treasure, it must be worth ten thousand gold.

Zhao Ziliang glanced at Chu Ge, returned to the room together, and asked, "Where was this horse lance made, and who is the blacksmith's name?" ”

Chu Ge arched his hand and said: "General, this is a subordinate in a blacksmith shop in the east of the city for the blacksmith to build, the blacksmith is called Fu Kun, his father is a Han Chinese, originally my Tang Army with the army craftsman, more than thirty years ago in a battle with the Turgish, he was captured in a battle with the Turgish, and then escaped and lived here, and married a local Sogdian woman and gave birth to him!" This Fu Kun said that he combined his father's family casting skills with the casting techniques that had been handed down here in Persia at that time, and he pondered a new casting technique himself, and the lance head of this horse lance was made by him using a new casting technique and a piece of extraterrestrial meteorite Hershey's Eight Days, you see, its lance is pitch black, but it is extremely sharp, and the hammer and the lance on it are made of stainless steel."

Zhao Ziliang sighed after hearing this: "I see! How much did it cost to build this golden nail jujube lance? ”

Chu Ge said: "General, Fu Kun didn't ask for money!" ”

Zhao Ziliang was stunned for a moment, a little incredulous: "Didn't ask for money? How can it be? ”

"It's true, General! Fu Kun said that the person who can use this horse lance must be a fierce general, since ancient times, there is a saying that 'a good horse with a good saddle, a sword is given to a hero', he created this horse lance, if it has a good owner, let it cross the battlefield will not humiliate it! ”

Zhao Ziliang immediately grabbed Chu Ge's hand: "Quick, take me to see him!" ”

When he saw the blacksmith Fu Kun, Zhao Ziliang found that Fu Kun's blacksmith shop was very clean, and there were neat rows of knives, swords, axes, axes, guns and other weapons inside and outside the store, and there were many agricultural tools in addition to weapons.

The sound of "dangdang" was heard from time to time in the patio behind the blacksmith shop, and Zhao Ziliang and Chu Ge walked to the patio to take a look, only to see a strong man with his back to the door beating a red-hot iron rod.

"Fu Kun!" Chu Ge shouted.

Blacksmith Fu Kun heard the voice, and his hand did not stop, turned his head to look, saw Chu Ge, and a smile appeared on his face.

Zhao Ziliang saw that although this Fu Kun was not tall, he was as strong as an ox, and he was bare-chested on such a cold day, and the muscles on his arms were one by one, and he looked like a powerful person.

Fu Kun's physiognomy still basically retains the characteristics of the Han Chinese, but he also looks very similar to the Sogdians.

"Fu Kun, this is my general!"

Fu Kun glanced at Zhao Ziliang, but did not make a sound, and then continued to strike the iron until the iron rod on the pliers was hammered flat, this process took almost a quarter of an hour, and after all the iron pieces that were hammered had cooled down, they continued to be thrown into the charcoal fire to burn, and turned around to kneel down to Zhao Ziliang and salute.

"The villain Fu Kun has seen the general!"

Zhao Ziliang hurriedly hugged him and said, "No need to be polite!" ”

Zhao Ziliang looked at Fu Kun and said: "Fu Kun, it is too condescending to build farm tools here with your skills, the general's subordinates will need sharp weapons, and the army of the Tang Dynasty also needs sharp weapons, you are a blacksmith, you should be the best blacksmith, casting weapons is your business, and casting divine weapons with ordinary iron is the best blacksmith!" If you are willing to go with General Ben, with General Ben's current rights, you can be an eight-rank official, the same level as all the lower counties and county orders in Datang, and if General Ben's position rises in the future, you can also be a seventh-rank or even sixth-rank official, how about it? ”

Fu Kun's eyes lit up, "Really? ”

Zhao Ziliang said: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" ”

Fu Kun immediately agreed: "Okay, the villain agrees!" ”