Chapter Twenty-Seven: My Son's Room

Jin State, Zhao Wangfu.

Wanyan Honglie looked at the information presented, his eyes were full of doubts: "What the hell is this surnamed Zhao doing?" ”

The world's first blacksmith conference? What is the best in the world for a group of iron-struckers? What's the use? At most, the quality of the iron crafted is a little higher, but let alone one blacksmith, even if there are a hundred blacksmiths who can create high-quality weapons, it will have no effect on a war.

Weapons are enough, divine weapons can kill people, ordinary swords can also kill people, not to mention that the strongest on the battlefield is still cavalry, as long as there are enough horses and cavalry, even if the opposite side is equipped with divine weapons, even if the number of infantry three times their own, it can't withstand a round of cavalry charge.

So Wanyan Honglie doesn't understand, and he doesn't understand what the hell Zhao Kuo is doing?

Not to mention him, even many powerful people in the Great Song Dynasty couldn't understand why Zhao Kuo would engage in such a boring game. Could it be that I am getting older, I feel bored in life, and I want to do something fun to relieve my boredom?

"Daddy."

A handsome young man dressed in brocade walked in.

Seeing him, Wan Yan Honglie smiled: "Kang'er is here, where are you going to play today?" ”

"The child didn't go to play, he has been practicing martial arts diligently." The boy said.

"Haha, Kang'er has really grown up and knows how to be motivated." Wanyan Honglie was very pleased: "But one piece and one relaxation is the way of civil and martial arts, don't practice your body." ”

"The child knows." The young man nodded, and then asked, "When the child entered the door, he saw that his father was not eyebrows, but was there something troubled?" ”

"It's not bothering, it's just a little confusing." Wanyan Honglie handed the information in his hand to the young man.

After the young man saw it, he also showed a puzzled look: "The world's first blacksmith conference? It's child's play. ”

"It's a bit of child's play." Wanyan Honglie nodded, shook his head again, and said with a smile: "I don't want that, the Song Kingdom is just a corner of peace, if he wants to be the Emperor of Taiping, he will do it!" Sooner or later, it will be annexed by our country. ”

The young man smiled: "What Dad said is that I am invincible in the world, and sweeping the world is just around the corner." ”

Wanyan Honglie smiled slightly and said, "There is nothing important today, let's go see your mother together!" ”

"Okay."

……

Lin'an, a blacksmith shop.

Ling Chi took the kitchen knife that had been made, chopped a few bones, and chopped a few pieces of firewood, seeing that the blade had already been damaged a little bit that was difficult to see to the naked eye, he shook his head: "No." ”

"This ...... Childe, this is not good? The blacksmith of the blacksmith shop was not convinced: "Go and inquire, who else has a kitchen knife sharper than this?" ”

"It's really sharp and the quality is good, but it doesn't meet my requirements." Ling Chi threw him a piece of silver and said, "Don't talk nonsense, the silver is indispensable for you." ”

With silver, everything is easy to say. The blacksmith suddenly smiled: "Childe is really generous, if Childe is not satisfied, the small one will help Childe build it, this time the small one can be built with the ancestral divine iron, as long as Childe can afford the price." ”

"......" Ling Chi glanced at him, turned around and left.

"Huh? Childe, don't go! ”

Not leaving? really took my brother as a big wrong. What if you don't leave, what if you can't help but blow your dog's head?

……

This is already the last blacksmith shop, more than a dozen blacksmith shops, and the quality of the kitchen knives created is good, but it is only good, and it is still far from his requirements.

"Luckily, there's also a blacksmith contest." Ling Chi is looking forward to the upcoming No. 1 Blacksmith Conference in the world. Blacksmiths from all over the world gather together to learn skills and compete for the ranking of the world's number one blacksmith, and I believe that he can find the one he is satisfied with.

Twenty more days passed before I knew it, and there were only two days left before the opening of the blacksmiths' conference.

Nowadays, the entire Lin'an Mansion has gathered at least seventy percent of the most skilled blacksmiths in the world. These blacksmiths were all arranged to live in prisons, and the royal family was responsible for their food and lodging expenses, so these blacksmiths lived a comfortable life.

These blacksmiths are the top masters in the world, and they are quite confident in their blacksmithing skills, but after communicating with other blacksmiths these days, they found that their skills still have too many flaws and shortcomings, which also makes them put away their pride and ask others for advice very modestly.

In exchange, their more prominent techniques were also taught to others. Although I only taught seven points, I only got six or seven points when I asked for advice. This style of teaching the apprentice to keep one hand has been common throughout history.

Even so, the blacksmiths who are eclectic have also improved to varying degrees, and they have higher expectations for the upcoming blacksmith conference.

During this period, Zhao Kuo's hyperuricemia has been completely cured, and the original gout stones have automatically melted in just five or six days and are discharged through urine, while the bones eroded by uric acid have grown again in a very short period of time under Ling Chi's vegetables.

Now, Zhao Kuo's illness has completely disappeared, and his physical fitness has improved several times, and even as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer gray hairs on his head, and the wrinkles on his face are getting lighter and lighter, which has the potential to rejuvenate.

Everyone was amazed.

Many Wenchen who love to pat on the back even exclaimed: "Heaven is auspicious to Your Majesty!" ”

……

Those things in the court, Ling Chi originally didn't want to pay attention to them, but he couldn't stand that he had been living in the palace all these days, Zhao Kuo was idle and asked him right, and he was very annoyed: Don't be like this, okay? I want to cook.

After that, every time Zhao Kuo saw him, he would fry a few side dishes and sit down with Zhao Kuo to eat.

With Zhao Kuo's current physical condition, it is not a problem to live another thirty or fifty years. Out of this consideration, Ling Chi repeated some of the things he had said to Zhao Yun in the Condor World, and even said it in more detail.

These days, his remarks in the palace were recorded through the pen of the historian. Because there were too many earth-shattering remarks, Zhao Kuo was shocked countless times, and even said things like my son's room in an attempt to recruit him.

"The emperor laughed, I'm just a chef." Ling Chi used this excuse to refuse Zhao Kuo's solicitation several times, which made Zhao Kuo feel regretful again and again.

Huang Rong admired Ling Chi more and more, and felt that Uncle Ling was really cool, not only did his talent impress the emperor, but he was not recruited by the emperor, he was simply the coolest man in the world.

Uncle Ling......

……

This conversation continued until the night before the blacksmiths' congress opened.

That night, Ling Chi took out a huge world map, which was ten meters long when unfolded, and on this map, he could clearly see the mountains and rivers around the world, and made detailed annotations.

"Your Majesty, please take a look."

Ling Chi pointed to a corner of the world map and said, "This is the land of my Great Song Dynasty. ”

“……”

Zhao Kuo was shocked: "I'm a big Song, it's so small!?" ”

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