All morning, Yan Ruyi was waiting for Ye Changsheng to give birth to a moth.

But no.

There are only some small magnates and businessmen who can no longer be small, which can be ignored.

These people came and went in a hurry, and they didn't even dare to send flower baskets, nor did they place an order.

When he learned that the flower basket sent by Liu Yiyi was placed alone at the door of Wenjian Pavilion, Yan Ruyi squirted out the tea in his mouth and laughed into tears.

It is rumored in the circle that Ye Changsheng and Liu Yiyi, the concubine of the Yun family, have a leg, Yan Ruyi has never taken it seriously, but now, she is willing to believe it.

It's a pity, if I were ten years younger, why would I have to deal with Ye Changsheng so hard?

After noon, Yan Ru expected that Ye Changsheng couldn't play any tricks, so he took people and broke into the Wenjian Pavilion.

Stepping on the flower basket at the door of the flat house, such an unstylish thing Yan Ruyi disdained to do, but if someone did it, it was not a big deal.

Dozens of magnates, large and small, stood in the hall of the Sword Pavilion with a grin, holding their hands behind their backs, ignoring the smiling shopkeeper and the guys, and from time to time they looked at Ye Changsheng opposite mockingly, with a strong malice in their eyes.

Yan Ruyi stood at the front, her flaming red dress was very eye-catching, and she said with a smile like a flower: "Ye Gongzi, I'm sorry, I came too quickly, and I stepped on the flower basket sent by your concubine." ”

Everyone couldn't help but let out an ambiguous chuckle, and looked at Ye Changsheng again, with a look of sympathy and disdain.

Zuo Ciyun said coldly: "The flower basket I gave was also trampled on by you!"

Yan Ruyi was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The little boy has a good Beijing accent, but what about your family?"

Fang Wuxian's face was gloomy, and Zuo Ciyun said with a straight face: "If my family adults come, I'm afraid that you will already be running away!"

Yan Ruyi couldn't help but let out a silver bell-like laugh, and the other powerful people also laughed.

They have seen a lot of gentlemen in the capital, which one is not unseen and speaks wildly?

Don't look at these people who have no background, but they are ruthless when they speak, and they will shout at every turn to punish your nine clans.

The words of the child in front of him are good.

Zuo Ciyun looked at everyone, and couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart.

This scene reminded him of his brothers and sisters in the palace, trampling his beloved toys under his feet in front of him.

Beat his most faithful servants to death in his presence, and mock him unscrupulously in his presence, mocking his father.

Zuo Ciyun's immature little face turned a little blue, turned to look at Fang Wuxian, and said angrily: "Send someone to buy another flower basket, the largest one, put it in the center of the gate, I see who dares to step on it!"

Fang Wuxian nodded hurriedly, and one of the guards beside him bowed and left.

Yan Ruyi couldn't help frowning, looked at Ye Changsheng, and sighed lightly: "Ye Changsheng, is it really okay to let a child come to support you in the scene?"

Ye Changsheng said coldly: "Don't worry about being in charge, the small shop opened today, and it's very busy, so I won't entertain you, let's be light." ”

A stout middle-aged man strode out and said proudly: "I heard that the sword casting technique of the Sword Pavilion is very skillful early in the morning, since I am here today, how can I not see it?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man walked forward with his head held high and picked up a long sword from the shelf.

Distinguishing shapes, listening to sounds, holding the hilt of the sword and dancing a few sword flowers.

A look of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he put down his long sword without moving.

The workmanship of this sword is good, and the material is also good, but it is a pity to use it here, and it is more than enough to cast a sword of the trial level.

It seems that Wenjian Pavilion has really made a lot of money for this opening ceremony.

Yan Ruyi smiled and said: "Ye Gongzi, Mr. Cai is the senior advisor of the Shenguang Hall, and he is also a senior swordsmith of the Royal Military Creation Bureau, and a senior disciple of the swordsmith Ou Lao, you can get his guidance, that is your blessing!"

The magnates behind Yan Ruyi couldn't help but make a buzzing vibration sound, and they all looked at Mr. Cai.

Shenguangtang is the largest workshop in the Nine Winds Province, they not only forge swords, but also build all kinds of armor, and in recent years, they have attacked from all sides, as if they have developed into a behemoth.

The profound heritage of Shenguang Hall is far from being comparable to a century-old family like Iron Eagle Hall, let alone a rising star like Wenjian Pavilion.

But the reason that really shocked the magnates was Mr. Cai's other identity, the swordsmith of the Royal Military Creation Bureau!

The Royal Armament Bureau, as the name suggests, is directly under the orders of the royal family and is the highest-level foundry in the principality.

Who can enter the Royal Military Bureau, which one is not the elite leader of the principality, and which one has no real talent?

What's more, Mr. Cai is also a proud disciple of the swordsmith Ou Lao.

In the Principality of Yunlong, the swordsmith is like a carp crossing the river, there are countless of them, but there are only three people who have been crowned with the title of master!

The title of master not only represents superb sword-forging skills, but also represents great prestige.

A sword-forging master like Ou Lao, even if His Majesty the King sees it, he must be treated as a national soldier.

Although the sword-forging masters are unqualified and rankless, no one dares to underestimate their invisible power.

Even a small swordsmith like Ye Changsheng has a lot of hidden power, let alone a swordsmith master.

Cai Zhenhua could feel the change in the eyes of the magnates, and when he saw the look of surprise on Ye Changsheng's face, he couldn't help but smile proudly.

He said humbly to Yan Ruyi: "Yan Da is in charge, I don't dare to instruct the white-haired immortal, it's okay to learn from each other." ”

As he spoke, he strode to the center of the hall, looked around at the glittering swords, and suddenly pulled out a bell with a wooden handle and shook it slightly.

Timpani?

Ye Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The crisp sound of the bell echoed in the hall, endlessly, and the magnates didn't know why, and looked at Cai Zhenhua curiously.

What shocked them was that the next moment, those long swords placed on the sword rack actually trembled by themselves as if they had come to life!

Zuo Ciyun suddenly thought of the allusion of "the sword roaring west wind", and suddenly understood.

If he guessed correctly, Cai Zhenhua's shaking bell at the moment should be similar to the poem Ye Changsheng recited in the Iron Eagle Hall that day.

It is nothing more than the use of specific sound waves to trigger the resonance of the sword body, so that the sword body exposes its own flaws.

Zuo Ciyun couldn't help but get a little nervous, if there was also a scene of "a thousand swords shattered" at this moment, there would really be no way to end up asking the Sword Pavilion.

Connections and backgrounds, Zuo Ciyun can help with his fingers, but if there is a problem with your Ye Changsheng's own sword-forging process, then no one can help you.

The magnates present also understood Cai Zhenhua's intentions, and their eyes lit up, looking at the trembling long swords with anticipation.

Yan Ruyi smiled like a flower, but she was a little nervous in her heart.

Her requirements are not high at all, as long as she can shatter half of the sword, even if it is one-tenth, she can make the Sword Pavilion stinky street!