When Mu Qing came back, Ye Ziyuan was leaning on the soft pillow, looking at the willow trees dancing in the wind outside the window and was stunned.

"Master, I'll rub your legs, Miss Xing's subordinates remember a little,"

"Mu Qing, you say, how could it be so coincidental? She was the little girl who saved me."

He didn't look back, his eyes were still staring out the window, "This jade pendant was given to me and my brother by my father when he admired the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival!" He wants us to love each other forever and hug each other. But the king lost it, thinking that this jade pendant would no longer be found. Who would have thought that it might be in her?"

"Master, you are auspicious, and you have the blessing of God. According to her subordinates, Miss Xing has a free and easy temperament, and she is definitely not a villain who is secretly poisoned. Mu Qing lay on the side of the bed, his hands gently pressing his legs.

"Yes, this king also believes that it is not her. If it was her, how could she save me in Danxia Mountain? ”

"Back then, when your subordinates dealt with those killers and rushed back to the pool, you were gone. The subordinates searched the nearby houses before finding you in the hut. It was late at night, and my subordinates were worried about your body, so they didn't look carefully at the little girl next to them, so they hurriedly carried you away."

"I remember, that was the first time we went to Xianlin Valley for treatment. On the way back, he was robbed and killed, if it wasn't for the imperial aunt who sent guards to follow him in advance, I'm afraid that the king would not have fled to Qingbi Pond with his life."

Ye Ziyuan's eyes turned around, looking at the contract on the table that was blown up by the wind, and he felt helpless in his heart, "Qingbitan is cold and piercing. As soon as this king fell into the pool, he couldn't control the true qi surging in his body and fainted. Vaguely, I saw a little girl swimming towards me.

"Master, Miss Xing doesn't seem to know that it was you who saved the little brother back then? Aren't you going to tell her? ”

"Don't tell her just yet. The jade pendant has already been given to her, so don't mention it again. Besides, she seems to have forgotten me, forgotten everything between us! So much so that the marriage must be in the form of a contract."

"My subordinates understand!"

He didn't speak again.

Thinking of the petite figure in the pond back then, the lake in my heart rippled.

In the trance-like impression, the little girl had big eyes, a coarse cloth dress, and was dressed as a country girl. Didn't expect it to be her? If I could hold on for a while and recognize her, maybe I wouldn't have waited for ten years in loneliness and misery. Fate is going round and round, and the bond with her is still messy after all! ’。

Mu Qing looked at him and fell into deep thought.

His heart tightened, and the movements of his hands slowed down a lot, and he said briskly, "My subordinates have placed Master Tie in another courtyard." Master Tie was amazed when he saw the wheelchair drawings, and he said that the wheelchair was simple, lightweight, and ingeniously designed, and it was a rare wonder. I also asked my subordinates who made this picture? ”

"That's what he said?"

"Well, Master Iron said, it will be done as soon as possible! He also wants to see what the finished product looks like," Mu Qing looked up and saw a flash in Ye Ziyuan's eyes, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Nanxing came out of King Ning's Mansion, Shen Shi had passed half a moment.

remembered that the dragon-shaped jade pendant given to her by Ye Ziyuan was actually a thing of the palace, and it was still a rare white snow jade in Jinsha Country. It was a real bonus. It seems that the little brother in Qingbi Pond has a noble status, and I don't know if I will have a chance to see it in the future.

"Miss, it's still early, are we walking around the city? Or go home? Ziluo looked at the shops on the street and wanted to take a look, but she was afraid of delaying Nanxing's affairs, so she asked out loud.

"Don't go back to the house first, go to the south city for a walk,"

Nanxing is in a good mood, Ye Ziyuan's matter is solved, and she can look for clues wholeheartedly.

I remember that when I passed by the city gate the day before yesterday, I saw a blacksmith shop doing good business, and I could just go and investigate the broad-bladed short sword.

The two of them made their way south.

During the day, the Qingfeng River resembles a sleeping girl, and it is naturally beautiful.

The breeze blows, with a moist and warm scent. The quietly flowing river is also shimmering.

"It's a beautiful scenery and the air," Ziluo said, standing on the riverside, raised her arms and took a deep breath.

"Yes, when I was a child, my eldest brother often brought me here to see the scenery." Nanxing looked ahead, "If I'm not mistaken, there is a hot and sour noodle shop not far in front, it tastes good, I try a bowl every time I come." ”

"Miss, do you also like to eat hot and sour noodles? Coincidentally, in our country of Tajikistan, the sour and spicy taste is the most popular. Childe also likes to eat hot and sour noodles made by the old lady. ”

"Such a coincidence? Is he like me? Nanxing was a little curious, "How is the diet of your Ta Kingdom different from that of Zhao Kingdom?" How do you prefer sour and spicy tastes? ”

"Tajikistan is located in the southwest and the air is humid. Tajikistan people have lived in the dense forest for a long time, and in order to prevent dampness from entering the body, they will add ingredients such as chili pepper and fresh ginger to their diet. Some people eat it raw."

"I see," Nanxing remembered the hot and sour noodles in another world, which was a popular delicacy all over the world, and smiled. "When we go to the blacksmith shop, this girl will take you to taste the hot and sour noodles of Zhaoguo, and see if there is the authenticity of Taguo?"

"That's a good dare, Zi Luo has a mouth," Zi Luo carried the medicine box on her back and followed Nanxing's footsteps to turn right.

As he spoke, he arrived at the blacksmith's shop.

An old man and a young man in the shop were busy striking iron, and the sound of clanging was clear and powerful, and it was very rhythmic.

"What does this young lady want to fight?" The young blacksmith saw them and inquired.

"Master, let's ask you something. Have you ever seen a broad-bladed short sword? That's probably what it looks like," Nanxing showed him the broad-bladed dagger pattern he had drawn.

"Such a dagger? It's rare, no one has ever struck it," said the blacksmith, frowning, and said, "Such a broad blade requires a lot of iron, and it is heavy to hold in the hand, and it is not dexterous when used, who would make such a thing?" ”

"If you think about it carefully, it's okay to be similar to it," Ziluo looked at Nanxing and anxiously stepped forward to ask.

"No, we're just a small shop, and we usually make some farm tools or something. The knights of the rivers and lakes will not come to us," the young blacksmith tossed her the blueprint, "and ask somewhere else." If you don't make anything, please do it yourself. My dad and I are still busy."

The old blacksmith in the house struck the iron silently, and ignored them.

Nanxing's mind moved, and he stepped forward, "Master, you are well-informed, help me recognize this short sword again!" It's the only clue I've ever found my father."

"Yes, master! Our young lady really has no choice, this person has been looking for ten years and there is still no news, only this short sword, "Zi Luo's reaction was very fast, and her face was not red and her heart was not beating and she followed Nanxing's words and lied.

The old master glanced at her, and then saw that she was carrying the medicine box, "The girl is Langzhong?" Listening to the girl's accent, it doesn't look like it's from Zhaocheng? ”

"We are from other places, and we only came to Zhaocheng from Yonghe Town a few days ago." Ziluo looked at Nanxing and talked about her itinerary.

"Yonghe Town? Tajikistan's border towns? ”

"Exactly! We came all the way from Tajikistan to find news of this short sword. Ziluo took out the silver and put it on the table, pretending to be pitiful, "Master, you can help us recognize it again." Our young lady has been without a father since she was a child, and it's so pitiful."

The old blacksmith turned around and wiped his hands, looked at the money bag, and then looked at Nanxing, who was dressed in white, his face moved slightly.

"I see that you are also a filial child. Take it, old man, take a look."

"Hey, okay," Ziluo smiled and handed over the drawings.

The old blacksmith looked at the drawings in his hand, slightly stunned, and looked a little uneasy, "Are you sure the short sword you are looking for is like this?" ”

"Sure! Master, have you ever seen this short sword? Nanxing's heart tightened and asked tentatively.

"The old man seems to have seen it somewhere, and the days are a little long, so I have to think about it."

The old blacksmith frowned, squatted beside the stove and lit the dry smoke, "I remember, this sword was destroyed by the old man." ”

"Ruined?"

"Well, ruined! It's been about 10 years. It was a hot night, and I just didn't want to move, so I lay on my desk and took a nap. A man in black with a masked face barged in, forcing me to quench his short sword and refine it. Although the old man is an ironworker, he also knows that there is no reason to re-quench a good sword. Once the sword is in the furnace, it is destroyed. If I refuse, he threatens me, and in the end, still, "

The old blacksmith sighed, "After the sword is destroyed." The big man gave the old man a bag of silver, and said that he wanted to save his life, and said that he had never seen him, nor had he seen the sword. Ten years later, you are the first to ask about it. ”

"Do you remember what the man looked like?" Nanxing asked softly.

"It's a little blurry. However, the man had a foreign accent, and there seemed to be a large black mole between his eyebrows.

"Yes, there's a black mole, just on the left side of the brow," Nanxing also remembered the robber's facial features.

"A black mole on the left eyebrow?" Ziluo was stunned and looked at her in shock.

"That's right! That's the only trait I remember," Nanxing nodded, and asked again, "Master, do you have any other impressions besides this black mole?" For example, height, dress? ”

The old blacksmith shook his head, "I just remember that he is very burly, and his accent is like that of a Ta countryman." He was masked and vicious, and the old man was almost scared to death. However, he seems to have done something, and there is still blood on the dagger."

"Stained blood?"

Nanxing was secretly shocked, "It seems that after this robber assassinated himself, he hurriedly found a blacksmith shop to destroy the sword." He didn't even get rid of the blood on his sword.'"

"That's right! The old man didn't dare to ask him at that time. Now that I think about it, I'm still a little scared."

"Master, if you recall it carefully, is there such a purse on the big man's body?" Ziluo's voice trembled a little, and she lifted the purse at her side to show the old blacksmith.

"I didn't pay attention to it, but when I destroyed the sword, I heard him babble something like 'I have no choice, I have to do it.'" Don't blame him,' or something like that. Presumably, your father had no choice but to destroy this dagger."

"Perhaps," Nanxing replied casually.

When Ziluo heard the old blacksmith say that the big man didn't have the purse on her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, since the dagger is ruined, what should we do? No clue again? ”

The old blacksmith looked at Nanxing, got up and walked to the pile of rotten iron, "I still have the hilt of that short sword here, I don't know if it will help you."

As he spoke, he extinguished the dry smoke, and took out an iron box from it, opened the box and took out a cloth bag from it. "The dagger was destroyed, and I left the hilt as proof. Ten years have passed, and no one has asked about it. I thought about it, so I took it into the coffin. Since I met you today, you can take it away, and it is also a matter in the heart of the old man. ”

Looking at the hilt of the sword in his hand, the materials are excellent and the workmanship is exquisite. The cocktail pattern at the edge of the sword is ingenious and impressive.

Nanxing suppressed the tension in his heart, and his fingers kept groping,

I have seen this ornament, this is the sword of the robbers. You can't go wrong! It's a pity that the sword is ruined, and the people don't know where to go? ’。

When Ziluo saw the hilt of the sword, she panicked.

'This cockroach pattern is very familiar, very similar to the drawings drawn by her mother, is it the hilt of her father's sword? ’。

She didn't dare to think about it, so she twisted her head and closed her eyes.

"The hilt is delicate and well preserved. Thank you, Master. Nanxing knew that this matter was not easy to publicize, so he took the hilt of the sword into his arms, and handed a bag of silver to the old blacksmith, "Master, if someone asks about you in the future, you still don't say anything." I took the hilt of the sword, and you pretended not to have seen me, and had never done it. ”

"Hey, the old man knows!"

Out of the blacksmith's shop.

Nanxing and Ziluo each thought about their own thoughts, and neither of them spoke.