"What weapon is the lord going to use against him?" Kigakure Takeemon's eyes lit up.

Lin Yiqing took a piece of white paper and a pencil, and quickly drew on the paper, although he drew a sketch, but the details were very clear, showing his profound painting skills.

Seeing what Lin Yiqing had drawn, Kirikuin Takeemon's eyes widened in surprise.

"You are familiar with the situation in the capital, find a blacksmith shop with higher craftsmanship, make one, and make it into shape, all of which are made of good steel, remember that the blade should be thickened and widened, and the color of the handle should be distinguished from the color of the blade." Lin Yiqing saw the surprised expression of the Misty Hidden Warrior Rightemen, smiled and pointed to the drawings and said, "Be quick, it's best to do it in these two days." ”

"I understand that the lord wants to take this opportunity to advocate for the reform of the military system of the country." Kirihide Takeshi Uemon understood when he came over, and his eyes were full of admiration, "Don't worry, the lord will make this weapon tomorrow." ”

"That's good." Lin Yiqing bowed slightly, turned his eyes to the street again, and saw that no one had pulled out the ringing arrow inserted in the coffin, and no one had reminded Kong Lingyi, so he couldn't help but sneer.

Among the grass under the cliff, an old man with white hair and white beard sat on a big rock, dressed in an old robe, holding a bamboo flute and playing leisurely. Behind him was a small hut, surrounded by a few plum blossoms, clean and simple.

Footsteps suddenly came from the mountain road. Through the mist, a mahogany chariot was carried by eight burly men in costumes, wrapped in dark green embroidered gold satin, and a jade pendant between the tassels was overflowing, which turned out to be a rare high-quality jadeite. Quietly, the strong men stopped in front of the old man, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, some servants had already sprinkled flower petals. A man stretched out his foot and stepped on the broken flowers.

This is the so-called clean feet, a ritual for the rich and noble.

The one who came down from the big chariot was Qingbeile Yikuang. He stepped forward slowly and sat down on the brocade mattress that had been laid by the servants. After the old man finished playing the flute, he also sat down on the brocade mattress on one side.

The two smiled at each other.

"On a cold day, the prince actually played the flute here. It's really interesting. Greeting the old man, Chinbel bowed his hand.

"He Lin Yiqing went to Beijing to take the exam, what happened to you Qingbeile coming to the capital with him?" The old man smiled faintly, "You, the prime minister and the Minister of Shipping, have no intention to enter Beijing, so that the officials will know, and you will have to go without eating." ”

"Hehe, I don't dare to see people for the New Year." Qingbeile laughed, "It's not. Sitting in a sedan chair, the surroundings are tightly covered, for fear of being seen. ”

"For the sake of Lin Yiqing's fame, you are really interested in Qingbeile! even risked being impeached by the official, and personally came to run for him. Prince Dun played with the bamboo flute in his hand, "His face is really not small!" ”

"The so-called soldier dies for his confidant, that is, I am like this." Chingbelle laughed.

"What kind of soldier dies for a confidant, bullshit!" The old man burst out laughing. "You're looking at the face of silver, aren't you? Honestly, how much bet did you bet on him? He won all the way in the martial arts test this time. How many have you won? ”

"Hehe, the prince really doesn't rub sand in his eyes." Qing Beile pretended to be sad and sighed, "I have been short of money for a while, and I only bet a small amount of silver, and I only won 10,000 taels, if I had known that he could win all the way." I can borrow money to bet! ”

"You're not going to be there! Only won 10,000 taels? The devil believes! Prince Dun said disdainfully.

"It's really only 10,000 taels!" Qing Beile secretly scolded the "old ghost" in his heart, and asked, "Didn't the prince bet on him this time?" How much did the prince win? ”

"I didn't bet much, so I won less than 10,000 taels." Prince Tun replied lightly.

"That's a lot! The prince bets on one to ten, right? Congratulations! Congratulations to the Lord! Qing Belle laughed for a while.

"He, Lin Yiqing, is taking the palace test this time. The champion of martial arts must have got it, and he still wants to get the champion of liberal arts, maybe his appetite is too big, right? Prince Dun bowed his head and fiddled with the flute in his hand.

"People are the champion of martial arts with real skills, but our cadres are heavy on literature and light on martial arts, and the champion of martial arts is not as good as the champion of liberal arts after all, so this champion of liberal arts, if you can ask for it, you still want it." Qing Beile said, his eyes fixed on Prince Dun, "Besides, my lord, isn't this something we have discussed a long time ago, could it be that there is something else?" If it really doesn't work out, I can't explain it to him, and besides, I can give you a full 40,000 taels of silver to make a point, this matter is messed up, and your reputation will be ......."

"Hehe, look at what scares you! It's like the sky is falling! Something that doesn't make a difference! Prince Dun couldn't help laughing when he saw that Qingbeile's forehead seemed to be sweating, "This king is not like you, what he promised to do, he will never fail to do it or retreat!" ”

He turned around and pointed to the hut behind him, "Everything you want is here." ”

Prince Tun nodded to one of his attendants, who walked briskly into the house, and in a short time came out with a wooden box.

The attendant put the wooden box in front of Qingbeiler, who opened the box, opened the scrolls inside one by one and glanced at them, with a look of joy on his face.

"Go back and tell Lin Yiqing that you have a good back, this 'Qionglin Banquet' is much better than the 'Eagle Yang Banquet'." Prince Tun got up and said, "The future is bright, but don't forget today." ”

"That's nature!" Qingbeile smiled from ear to ear, but carefully locked the box in his hand.

Prince Dun turned around, and someone had already led a horse for him, and the old man turned over and walked into the mist at the end of the mountain road.

Chembele also got up, and as he walked to his chariot, he ordered his men: "Tear down that hut too, and leave no trace." ”

"Yes!" After the people got the order, they started to run to the simple and elegant thatched hut among the yellow flowers.

Timber got up and boarded up, no longer looking back.

"Lord Belle......" A cry of surprise suddenly came from afar.

"How?" Chembel jerked his head back.

"It's ......," stammered from the man as he pointed to the hut.

Qing Belle thought for a moment, turned around, and ran over quickly. When he jerked the hut open, he was stunned, and the roof cast the faint sunlight. The 40,000 pieces of silver, which he had paid to Prince Tun for gratuities and dotting, were sealed in a wooden box and placed in the middle of the hut.

"Old fellow! What the hell? Chingbelle patted his forehead, as if he had figured something out.

South of the city, wrought iron mill.

At that time, my father was forging a sword in the workshop, and she was playing on the ground beside her. When her father began to beat the sword embryo, she crouched down and pricked up her ears and listened very attentively. At that time, she was still very young, only about two years old, and she listened to her father keep beating the sword embryo, and at the end of the day, her father stopped beating and suddenly shouted, "It's done!" She got up from the ground and went back to playing. When her father took another sword embryo from the furnace and began to strike again, she was again attracted by the tinkling rhythm. Squatted down again, put down the plaything in his hand, and listened attentively with his ears pricked up. She was fascinated by the rhythm, and thought it was the most beautiful sound in the world—even if she met the voice of the most beautiful woman in the world, she did not think that there was anyone in this world who could compare with the sound of a sword. That's what she thought back then.

For Ouyang Yan, the sound is the light of this world, and the sound that passes through her ears becomes a variety of colors of light, such light has large and small shapes, thick and thin textures. How many years later. When Ouyang Yan became the greatest craftsman and swordsman in the Great Qian Empire, she told others this. "It's not pitch black, it's because the world in front of you is so vast that it looks like a black hole."

Listening to the swordsmith is the ear of the swordsmith, although many swordsmiths do not need to listen to the swordsmith, they themselves are the swordsmith and the listener of the swordsmith. Listening to the title of sword master is probably only Ouyang Yan's mother now, but listen to my father. At that time, this was a very important profession among the craftsmen, because when it came to building some heavy weapons, a single craftsman was too busy to work, so so many craftsmen had to work together to complete the creation of weapons under the command of a sword master; Quite a few people from foreign races. They built their own weapons, but for the sake of quality, they also invited a lot of sword masters to guide them. The swordsmith who listens to the sound of the swordsmith striking the blade to determine the degree of forging is actually the heart and brain of the finished weapon, and the swordsmith only gives the body of a weapon.

"Okay, stop...... That's just right! Mother listened carefully to the sound of the hammer and sword embryo in her father's hand, and she felt that the sound of each impact was like a flower blooming, "and then put it in the furnace and burn it for a while......

My father put the sword embryo into the sword furnace, and the warm fire of the sword furnace tore and roasted the sword embryo unhurriedly. Ouyang Yan could hear the sound of the scorching hot air coming out of the sword furnace with the scream of the sword embryo, the so-called hundred refining into steel, just like this kind of forbearance scream, Ouyang Yan thought that only she and her mother could hear this sound, understand this sound!

Finally, another sharp sword was cast, Ouyang Yan and her mother were very happy, this is an order from a big customer in the capital, and the day of delivery will come in a few days, this sword will bring a lot of income to the family, enough for the whole family to spend a year.

But my father wasn't as excited as they were.

"What's wrong?" The mother noticed the father's expression and asked.

"This sword is good, but ...... It ...... after all It's not something I want to do from my heart......" my father sighed.

Seeing her father say what she was thinking about in her heart, Ouyang Yan couldn't help but laugh secretly in her heart.

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