Xue Qian nodded, and tapped the information in his hand: "The current head of the Yun family is Yun Sanye, and this Yun Sanye is at odds with the former General Yun, that is, the father-in-law of the white-haired Yun Pavilion Lord.

You haven't been in Jiucheng for the past three years, you don't know, this Yun Sanye has been very close to Master Ji in recent years, and three years ago, this Yun Sanye was also one of the guards sent by the imperial court to Younan Valley, I am afraid that there is something wrong with it. ”

Sheng Ting had also heard about this General Yun.

I heard that the three of them, father and son, were taken into the prison in Beijing, and when the family went to collect the corpses, the father and son did not even have a piece of good meat on them

As a soldier, he was lucky not to die on the battlefield, but he died under the torture of his own country.

Pathetic, terrible!

Xue Qian folded the paper and put it back in the envelope.

sighed with deep emotion: "General Yun died miserably, and the sister of the Yun family wanted to go to Beijing to find the court to overturn the case, but was stopped by this Third Master Yun." This Yun San probably has a ghost in his heart, so he wants to marry his niece quickly.

Although the information is not detailed, I can also guess that Yun San is definitely not a good family for his niece.

Therefore, this flowery and moon-looking Sister Yun directly recruited her brother-in-law who had a white problem, that is, the master of this Cloud Pavilion, to be a son-in-law at home, which can be regarded as protecting herself.

At the same time, he can also help his younger brother keep the family business, so as not to be taken away by Yun San's family, this is killing two birds with one stone, Sister Yun is a smart person. In fact, if you don't look at the white hair, the head of the Cloud Pavilion can be regarded as handsome, and he can also be called a talented woman. ”

Sheng Ting glanced at Xue Qian and frowned, "But the intelligence does not have the portrait of Yun Duxue attached. ”

"I think you're obsessed, isn't his white hair obvious enough. If he had a problem, the Yun family would have found out a long time ago, and you would have to wait until so many years later for you to question it?

Could it be that everyone here is lying with him? And if he is really Dr. Jing, why doesn't he recognize us? ”

"......," Sheng Ting frowned, "I don't know." What has happened in the past three years, who knows! ”

…………

"General, swordsmith Yu Jing is back." As soon as the Mongolian side got the news, they immediately came to report it.

"Isn't it going to be half a month before you come back?" Sheng Ting was a little surprised, he thought he would have to wait for another ten or so.

Meng Fang said: "I should have come back in advance, and I am also the master who listened to your mouth." The master knew that we were waiting for someone to come back, so he kindly told me. ”

Sheng Ting nodded: "Then let's pack up, and you can bring the silver ticket." ”

Meng Fang patted his chest: "Don't worry, general, I'll always take it." ”

Sheng Ting took Meng Fang to the Reading Pavilion, and after understanding the intention, he was taken to a remote corner by a teenager.

There was an independent workshop near the back mountain, and the young man who led the way told Sheng Ting that it was the place where the owner of the Yu workshop cast ironware.

After bringing the two to the door, the boy told them to wait for a while, and he wanted to go in first to say hello.

After a while, the boy led the two inside.

The stove in the house was blazing, and it was much hotter inside than outside.

The master foundry had apparently returned a long time ago and had already begun his work.

Sheng Ting and Meng Fang were taken in by the young man, and in addition to seeing Yu Jing, who had been waiting for a long time, they didn't expect to see Jing Xi beside him.

He was talking to Yu Jing, and judging from the expression on his face, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Sheng Ting couldn't help but look at him twice, then stepped forward and hugged his fist: "Cloud Pavilion Master." ”

When Jing Xi looked at Sheng Ting, he restrained the smile on his face, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and his voice was rough and hoarse: "Your news is well-informed." ”

Sheng Ting said: "I also listen to the master of the temple. ”

Jing Xi didn't have anything, only withdrew his gaze from Sheng Ting, looked at Yu Jing again, and said, "Let's talk, this ......"

Jing Xi couldn't remember Sheng Ting's name for a while.

Sheng Ting's eyebrows frowned slightly, and said: "In Xia Sheng Ting, I have long admired the name of Yu Fang, and I came here this time to ask Yu Fangzhu to cast a sword for me." ”

Jing Xi sighed, and said to Yu Jing again: "This Sheng Ye has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

After that, he walked out, Sheng Ting glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and finally withdrew his gaze.

Yu Jing is a man of about twenty-five or sixteen, full of tendons and meat, and he has big white teeth when he laughs, and he looks very easy to get along with.

"What kind of sword does this Sheng Ye want to cast? I can't fight a normal sword, but the blacksmith shop outside can. ”

"Naturally, it's not an ordinary sword," Sheng Ting glanced at Meng Fang, "Take it out." ”

Meng Fang said in his heart that this person looked quite modest, but he didn't expect his words to be so crazy, but he didn't show anything on his face.

I just took off the burden on my back.

Sheng Ting looked at a long table on the side and said, "Borrow a place for a while." ”

"Please." Yu Jing made a gesture.

Several people walked over together and put the burden wrapped in the hundred-year-old Xuantie on the long table.

Sheng Ting lifted the burden with his own hands.

Yu Jing is an expert, just look at it and touch it, and you know that this thing is a rare treasure in a hundred years.

I couldn't help but exclaim: "This is a century-old Xuantie!" It's the first time I've seen such a large piece of dark iron when I've grown so big, and the texture is amazing! Wonderful! Whatever sword you want, I've got you covered! ”

Jing Xi was already about to go out, but over the years, countless people have come to Yu Jing to build weapons, and many people have brought materials by themselves.

It was the first time Jing Xi had heard Yu Jing exclaim like this to a certain piece of material.

100 years of black iron! Interesting.

Jing Xi turned around and strode towards the hundred-year-old piece of dark iron.

Sheng Ting noticed his arrival, and also saw that his eyes were shining with excitement, as if he was very interested in this dark iron.

But Jing Xi doesn't seem to have much good fortune with those blood-drinking weapons

"Can I take a look?" The ruined voice sounded in Sheng Ting's ears.

Sheng Ting stepped aside: "Naturally, the Cloud Pavilion Lord is please." ”

Jing Xi stroked the piece of dark iron, the sparkle in his eyes became more and more bright, and asked Yu Jing: "If a dark iron of this texture, if it is made into a weapon, it must be sharpened like clay, right?" ”

"Of course, it's a miracle." Yu Jing couldn't put it down, and his eyes were crazy, "I really can't wait to see it turn into a sword in my hand." ”

Seeing Yu Jing's almost gaffe, Jing Xi couldn't help but hook his lips and smile.

When Sheng Ting saw Jing Xi's smile, his heart was in a trance, and he even looked so similar when he laughed.

He took a slight step back.

While Jing Xi looked down at Xuantie, he looked behind his ear.

Jingxi has a mole behind her ear......