Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Sword Casting Division of the Fanjing Mountain Range

The Sword Casting Division finished work, and the little maids who were temporarily sent to help came back, and they all looked at Zhong Qin curiously.

The minions of the Xie family made a big fuss about the Liu family's shop, and the news that they were so frightened by their young master that they fled in the desert spread all over this not big Nanyin City.

Zhong Qin bowed his head and gestured to greet them.

Liu Cheng eased up, and happily introduced to Zhong Qin: "Young master, this is the old He that your subordinates told you, the second housekeeper of the Liu family in Nanyin City. ”

"My subordinates have seen the young master." Zhong Qin didn't have time to speak, but Lao He was thoughtful first.

Perhaps because of his perennial work in the iron mines, Lao He, who was about the same age as Liu Cheng, was thin and dark, full of silver frost, a pair of deep-set eyes were cloudy and bright, and the folds on his face were piled together with his smile.

"He doesn't need to be polite." Zhong Qinxu helped He Lao up, and the light under his eyes that was as black as inorganic ink jade flowed.

Old He had a smile on his weather-beaten face, "Young Master, my subordinates heard that you have found the reason why primary iron has become secondary iron?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the miners standing next to him stared at Zhong Qin with burning eyes.

If the problem of the second iron can be solved, then King Pingnan's 100,000 swords will be no problem!

Zhong Qin glanced at the people present without a trace, and his eyebrows moved slightly: "I have to go to the Sword Casting Division tomorrow to see the specifics." ”

"Hahaha, the young master is intelligent and resourceful, and with the young master as our backbone, we are not afraid of him Xie Jia!"

He Lao did not hesitate to praise, and the rest of the people also nodded.

At this time, Wuyun, who handled the ultimatum, also returned, he stood in front of Zhong Qin, clenched his fists and bowed his head: "Young master, the county official of Nanyincheng has set off for the capital city yesterday, and his subordinates have not been able to obtain the ultimatum. ”

This was not what Zhong Qin expected.

She didn't say anything, and waved her hand: "I know, put the ultimatum for the time being, I have other things for you to do." ”

Zhong Qin and Wuyun had something to say, and Shopkeeper Liu had a lot of insight and left with the rest of the people.

There was no one outside the house, and Zhong Qin attached himself to the boundless ear and said a few words.

Wuyun said "understood" and left, disappearing into the rain and fog.

After leaving Zhong Qin alone, she was tired and sleepy, she moved her sour waist and went into the inner room to rest.

As she closed the door, she pretended to glance inadvertently at a corner, and a lightning bolt struck, and the figure was clear.

It was so red that the red lips swept a curvature, and there was a coolness that seemed to be absent.

Tomorrow...... But there are still two good scenes.

I didn't sleep all night until dawn, when the rain stopped.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. After a night of heavy rain, the air smells of earth and grass, and the lazy sun reflects the colorful bridge.

Zhong Qin sent the maid away, dressed and washed and dined, and then came to the lobby.

In the lobby, Liu Cheng, He Lao, and others were already waiting there in a decent manner.

"Young Master, which Sword Casting Division are we going to today?" Liu Cheng came over with a book and asked.

Zhong Qin took the book and looked at it, his eyes were clear and gloomy.

The book records the current situation of the three swordsmithing divisions in Nanyin City, from the swords forged by each swordsmith since the renovation to the whereabouts of each sword.

With such fine management, Zhong Qin sighed secretly, no wonder the Tibetan Sword Villa could become the head of the Seven Great Sects.

After a general browsing, he closed the book, looked at He Lao with a shallow smile, and his voice was ethereal: "Which sword casting division is He Lao managed?" ”

He Lao, who was named, was a little frightened: "Young Master Hui, in order to forge the 100,000 swords of King Pingnan, his subordinates will manage the Sword Casting Division closest to the iron mine in the Fanjing Mountain Range. ”

Liu Cheng also nodded and said: "What's the old man, the people of the Xie family have converged a lot, and the iron ore produced by the Fanjing Mountain Range produces better primary iron than the other two mines." ”

"Fanjing Mountain Range is closer, it rained heavily last night, and the road to the other two Sword Casting Divisions is not easy to walk, so let's go to Fanjing Mountain Range." Zhong Qin raised his eyebrows and made a final decision.

Choosing the Sword Casting Division with the smallest inspection problems and the best management, Liu Cheng was even more hopeless that Zhong Qin could solve the cause of the second iron.

Even the rest began to doubt her abilities.

Zhong Qin didn't know, and with Wuyuan, he followed He Lao and Liucheng towards the Fanjing Mountain Range.

When he arrived at the so-called Sword Casting Division, Zhong Qin was surprised.

The sound of swords in every house, the shouts of hawkers, the frolic of children...... The town is very lively, compared to the turbulent times outside, like a peach blossom source.

The swordsmithing division in her image thought it was a huge production line swordcasting factory.

Without missing her surprise, Liu Cheng explained with a smile: "Although the Fanjing Mountain Range is outside Nanyin City, because the Sword Casting Division of the Tibetan Sword Villa has been here for more than ten decades, there are as many as 1,000 miners and sword casting masters. ”

"Coupled with the female family, over time, this town has become a small town."

Zhong Qin was slightly shocked, a border city has such a scale of sword casting projects, which shows the strength of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

Therefore, the owner of the willow village said to give her a third of the dowry...... That's really a few generations of Fulu!

Everyone knew Liu Cheng and He Lao, greeted them warmly, and glanced at Zhong Qin with curious eyes, but they didn't understand the origin of this handsome scholar and why they could be treated so respectfully by the two.

"Drive!"

But soon, the sound of horses' hooves broke the harmony.

Before the crowd could react, a pair of centaurs had already arrived in front of them.

"Xie Yuanjiang? What do you want to do? Liu Cheng sank to the bottom of his face.

Liu Xie and the two families did not deal with each other, and everyone in the entire Nanyin City knew about it, and now Xie Yuanjiang actually led people to break into the territory of the Liu family, except for the hawkers, children and women who came to sell goods in the city, and the rough man who forged the sword immediately showed his long sword.

Pointed out by more than 100 swords, Xie Yuanjiang jumped off the horse, not only was he not afraid, but laughed even more rampantly: "Liucheng, our family master was ordered by King Pingnan to come to investigate the matter of the second iron sword forged by the second iron of the Tibetan Sword Villa, do you want to rebel?" ”

As soon as his words fell, the Xie family's team made a way from the middle, and a carriage jumped into view.

"Liucheng, I won't see you for a few days, don't come unharmed."

The curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man in a gorgeous brocade dress came out of it.

"Young master, he is the current head of the Xie family, Xie Chaoyang." Liu Cheng confronted the Xie family, and He Lao introduced Zhong Qin, a little worried: "Look at this battle, the one who comes is not good, and the good one is not coming." ”

With the light of greed in his eyes, he walked like a dog and a well-dressed deer, this was Zhong Qin's first impression of Xie Chaoyang.

Although standing in the middle of the crowd, Zhong Qin's appearance was outstanding, her face was like a crown of jade, and her cold and calm temperament around her was difficult to ignore, Xie Chaoyang's eyes quickly noticed her.

He stood with his hands in his hands, narrowed his dirty eyes, and said lightly: "I think this son is the newly adopted son of the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa rumored to come, right?" ”

"Young Master......"

Wuyun asked Zhong Qin in a low voice if he wanted him to make a move.