Chapter Ninety-Three: Divine Soldiers

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"It's been three years, I've been filial piety for twenty-seven months, and it's time to prepare for the exam." Xin Kun looked at the fire and muttered.

Guo Peng didn't know what Xin Kun meant, did he think about impeaching him based on his ability? He thought about it seriously for a moment, "Okay, Brother Kun, you take the test well, I will help you keep an eye on that person, and promise to wait for you to take revenge yourself." ”

Xin Kun smiled and thought for a moment, "Don't tell anyone, it's your and my secret." ”

"Of course!" Guo Peng nodded seriously, how could this kind of parental enmity be known everywhere. But look at that long knife and think about the little sword in the palace, "Brother Kun, your father can make bronze swords?" ”

"That blacksmith can do it, it's outrageously simple." Xin Kun didn't think about it, "You draw me the sword in the palace." ”

Guo Peng hurriedly sat down and drew the sword in the palace with Xin Kun's pen and paper, he has always liked weapons, and he pestered the imperial brother to hold the sword in his hand for a while, and the traces of the details on the sword were marked. Including the weight, length, and even the pattern on the hilt of the sword is drawn.

"Is there a square seal here, it looks like a spoken word, but a piece is missing." Xin Ye didn't know when he came over, and when he saw Guo Peng painting the sword, his brows furrowed, and when he saw that he was almost finished, he asked softly.

"Yes, old man, how do you know?"

"That's me making a seal for him!" The old man said in a deep voice. That's a '冂' word. Taken from 'the suburbs outside the city, the suburbs are called the wilderness, the wilderness is called the forest, and the forest is called the 冂. Like the far realm also. Xin Jian was arrogant and didn't want to be the same as others, so the old man gave him this seal. Let him fight on his own iron weapon! Unexpectedly, the first thing he saw with this mark turned out to be the murder weapon that killed his son.

"So, no more evidence!" Xin Kun said coldly.

"Here's the proof!" Guo Peng was also angry, just now he said that he was waiting for Xin Kun to take revenge on himself, that was to let Xin Kun find out the evidence himself. But now, it can be said that the evidence is conclusive, "For the sake of political achievements, I will even fake and kill people, I will go to the imperial brother, this is too much." ”

"I'll do it myself!" Xin Kun was still staring at the fire, his tone cold.

"Brother Kun! When you can face the saint in the future, there are some things that are not as cheap as I said. Guo Peng thought about it and persuaded him. Even if Xin Kun was admitted all the way to the top prize, at that time, in the face of Chen Qing, the way was actually not very good. Instead, they will put themselves in it. It's better for him to secretly report to the imperial brother, and let the imperial brother secretly deal with it.

"I want to come in person!" Xin Kun still didn't move, and said softly.

Guo Peng nodded, this kind of thing, only by doing it yourself, can you relieve your hatred. Just a gentle pat on her shoulder to show his support.

"Thank you, I want to read the file again, can you keep it?"

"Of course, it's a transcript, whatever you want." Guo Peng said busily.

And the old man had already sat down, bowed his head and looked at the file seriously. He couldn't see these either, and when he knew, the bodies of his son and daughter-in-law had been cremated and sent to him. He only listened to the words of the person who came, and everything was a question. Now, finally, the day has come to explain the doubts.

Xin Kun had been silent, she looked at the fire silently, but from her eyes, she could see that her mind was not on the fire. However, she will still turn the long knife at the allotted time to adjust the fire. Guo Peng felt that at this time, Xin Kun's ancestor's mood had fallen to the bottom.

On the fourth day, the long knife finally cooled down slowly. When I took it out again, I washed off the excess coating, and a new but very simple long knife appeared in front of everyone.

"There's no pattern on it!" The master craftsman took a look at it, and it was a little strange.

"Do you think the coating can produce any patterns?" Xin Kun regained his former calm and said with a smile.

"Because there is nothing bad about what Brother Kun hits, this knife seems to be much simpler." Xiao Gong couldn't help but say. They have been waiting for a new surprise, but as a result, seeing that the old man and Xin Kunlun have stayed behind for so many days, it turned out to be such a prosaic long knife, and everyone could not hide their disappointment.

"Because it's only four thousand taels, there's no money to do fancy things." Xin Kun smiled and put away the knife.

"Don't try?" The little worker perked up a little more, thinking, maybe it doesn't matter what he looks like, maybe he can really sharpen iron like clay!

"It's just a normal knife." The old man said casually, looking at Xin Kun, "Will you make the scabbard and knife?" ”

"Yes, I won't be here recently, everyone, come on, sorry." Xin Kun smiled apologetically at everyone.

"It's not the place for a guy like you to come in the first place." The master smiled.

Xin Kun didn't refute and smiled and left with the knife, this knife can't be placed in front of everyone, even if it's a master, they are all their own people, and they can't do it.

The scabbard and handle are also the most ordinary nowadays, and when you hold it in your hand, it can be said that it is not noticeable at all. When it was done, Guo Peng was more cautious, and he came alone, in the small black house in the backyard of the Xin family, Xin Kun lit a small oil lamp in the corner, and Guo Peng saw that a big wooden stake was placed in the center of the house.

Xin Kun walked out of the house by herself, and sat in the courtyard drinking tea, she was actually looking outside, the roof was under her gaze, it was impossible to stand people, and the trees outside the courtyard could stand people, but this hut had no windows, and she couldn't see it if she wanted to.

Guo Peng pulled out the knife, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and raised his hands to the wood like a Japanese knife.

The one-meter-long, palm-wide stake was split in half by him. Guo Peng looked at the ordinary long knife, this father's new axe can actually do it, but he knows very well that his father's axe is not only sharp enough, but also relies on the importance of the axe itself to separate the firewood, so the last section of the log stake is shaken open, not at this time, the two sides are as smooth as the planer.

Xin Kun heard the sound of firewood falling to the ground, and when he went in, he didn't look at the wood, but took a freshly made kitchen knife and placed it between the two pieces of wood. Even if these kitchen knives are made from original scrap steel, the steel quality is not comparable to ordinary knives.

"One hand." Xin Kun fixed the blade upwards and said simply.

Guo Peng held the handle of the knife in one hand, and did not use all his strength as he did just now, but used the strength of his usual knife to slash with the kitchen knife. The kitchen knife was cut like tofu, and there were not even scratches on the knife in his hand.

"Put your knife away! Don't say I hit it. Xin Kun gave Guo Peng an ordinary axe and asked him to chop logs into firewood, and there was a melting stove in the small black room, and the cutting kitchen knife was thrown into the melting furnace. Keep pulling the bellows and adding charcoal.