CHAPTER XXI

Good luck

The brightly lit prefect's yamen is bustling with activity.

On weekdays, the fellow intellectuals and judges who don't treat the military attachés very much, pull Sun Jie's lieutenants and generals to push the cups and change the lamps, and the most enthusiastic are a few county magistrates and county officials - before they have even started drinking, they have already hooked up with the guerrilla generals like brothers.

There is a law in this dynasty: the magistrate has the responsibility to defend the land, and those who abandon the city in the face of the enemy are beheaded.

Two hundred years ago, the grandfather used a three-foot sword to dominate the mountains and rivers and look at the world, of course, he would not have thought that Guan Shengyun's army was pointing out, how could a small county town be able to fight against it? However, the law is the law, let alone the Taizu!

Fortunately, Song Mingyi was a capable official, and he did not let go of 625, but immediately ordered after learning the strength of the enemy's army: the surrounding counties ordered the population of the county to withdraw to the capital city. This time, the Song prefect shouldered all the responsibilities for all his subordinates.

Of course, Song Mingyi is not completely selfless: first, a few people who can be brought out in a hurry by the magistrate must be Ding Zhuang, who can vigorously strengthen the defensive strength of the prefecture, and second, this mansion is a famous land of fish and rice - in other words, those who can come to this side of the water and soil to be parents and officials, the court must have more or less an adult who can speak as a backer! At the moment of the great enemy, no matter who has three longs and two shorts who sacrificed their lives for the country, although no one will say anything on the surface, the dark pimple will be settled. If the city is broken and everyone dies together, it is fate, and no one is to blame; In case God bless and avoid this catastrophe, it must be a good thing that the six departments of the DPRK and the Central Committee can have a few more tacit care - it is not completely impossible that they can climb to the top of the pavilion...... This set of game rules is very familiar to Governor Song.

Of course, the magistrates are happy.

received the prefect's clear order to evacuate the defense, coupled with the relationship between the DPRK and China, there is no doubt that the head is saved, but the city is broken or everyone dies together. Even if they escape, it is inevitable that the old men who are "hearing the wind and doing something" will inevitably participate in a book - what they eat is a bowl of rice with a femoral head in the egg, and they still have to find something to do if they have nothing to do - even if the black yarn hat is kept, demotion and retention are the best results. Well, a big win! The masters have prepared the chapters: I led a guerrilla and a thousand Jedi to counterattack and defeat the enemy's stubborn regain of the lost territory, oh, no, it is obviously a clever plan to lure the enemy deep with the Song prefect who is strategizing, how can there be any shame! Not to mention that the illiterate martial artists in front of him really saved their lives this time - even if they had formed a beam before, what did they get in front of this great achievement? As long as the army can leave Luzhou Mansion with him, return to the county seat, and sit down on the chair in the lobby - this credit will be really earned: the performance appraisal of the officials must be excellent, needless to say. Officers and soldiers and thieves three times (thieves come and escape once, officers and soldiers chase once) to cross the border, the saint will be exempted from two or three years of field endowment, right? Master Qiangu and the soap officials are all veterans, and they don't need to be instructed, and it is appropriate to say less about three thousand taels of bags during this period - the better is still to come: if you fight, you will die! People are dead, floating wealth is gone, but the land is still there! A large area of ownerless wasteland, in addition to collecting displaced people to restore people's livelihood, and setting aside one or two thousand acres under the names of relatives and nephews, who will study it carefully?

Therefore, the entire prefect's yamen belongs to these county lords sitting under the corridor with the loudest laughter and the most joyful noise. After a while, they expressed their hatred for seeing each other with the guerrilla generals.

The county ordered Ji Weixin to drink a little shallower, and the strength of the wine came up, so he had to pull the good hook machine to tie Jin Lan on the spot, which scared Lao Shan a lot! Lao Shan is a guerrilla in the Tiger Wing Battalion, don't look at what he says in the battalion, but in the eyes of the civil officials, he still knows how many pounds and taels he has, and he hurriedly excused himself. But this Mrs. Ji has already drunk too much, how can he be dismissed? Seeing Lao Shan's vigorous resignation, his face turned red and he couldn't get down: "Doesn't General Good look down on this county?" ”

Don't look at Shangouji's first hacking at the age of sixteen - yes, Lao Shan was born in the army, and over the years, there have always been twenty or thirty guys who have died under his knife, and he has also cut himself from a thief to a dignified guerrilla general - but in his heart, the reverence for civil officials is almost innate and engraved in the cracks of his bones. Hearing the county master's question, which was already full of gunpowder, he couldn't help but shudder in fright, and subconsciously touched his buttocks, as if he had traveled back to the past: The county master who sentenced himself to exile to the army was also about the same age as the one in front of him, right? I can't remember the appearance, but I can't forget the board-Zhuang Ban (the guy in charge of spanking in the hall.) The man who is responsible for catching thieves in the field is called Allegro, and the soap class who is responsible for watching the prison, this is the third class of officials) will not show mercy to a little thief, and he cracked down, directly making his ass bloom, and his muscles were broken, and he was covered with feces and urine for more than a month...... Lao Shan, who stammered, waved his hands vigorously and was about to cry: "I can't help it, my lord, how dare I dare to do it, my lord can't help it......"

Where can Ji Zhixian listen? couldn't hold his face and asked reluctantly: "How can you not do it?" Although it is said that Wenwu is on the wrong path, you and I are both holy courtiers, could it be that I, the seventh-rank magistrate, can't climb the third-rank general......"

Everyone who understands can see that Ji Xianzun has already drunk at this time: although the guerrilla general is nominally a military attache from the third grade, but this dynasty is a military attaché from the third grade, not to mention any guerrilla generals, even if he is the chief military officer of the second grade, he usually has to greet the magistrate politely when he sees the county.

Seeing that the two sides were about to get into a stalemate, the people around them hurriedly left their seats and ran to persuade them, and the deputy general Shen Chenggang and the general judge Jin Jiaqing were also among them. Jin Jiaqing giggled and played a round game: "Haha, what did Ji County say?" What can afford to look down on the different paths! We are relying on the Holy Blessing, and the civil and military are of the same heart! Twisting his face to Shanyehuo, he said, "General Shan, you don't have to be too humble." Didn't Sun Shuai and the prefect already marry Jin Lan? In the future, this will be a story for the ages, hahaha......"

Shen Chenggang was more direct, and directly kicked on the calf of the good hook machine: "Where the hell is so much nonsense?" The master can afford to be the creation of your turtle son! Have you ever thanked the grandfather? ”

A group of people waited to borrow the slope to get off the donkey, and the two finally bowed to the handle. Then, one from the bottom of his heart, the other with gratitude and fear, helped each other back to their seats and continued to drink......

The main hall of the prefect's lobby is a table for Song Mingyi and Sun Jie.

The ancients attached great importance to righteousness, and since the two were already brothers, there was no need to avoid suspicion. Song Mingyi's wife died early, and Mrs. Ru came out of the back hall during the banquet and gave Sun Jie a glass of wine. Afraid that Sun Jie would be embarrassed, Governor Song also specially found a beautiful Ji for his righteous brother to accompany him - of course, he couldn't get on the table, so he sat on the back side to take care of it.

After three rounds of drinking, Song Mingyi clapped his hands, and the elder followed Lao Li to come forward with a long tray covered with a red cloth. Sun Jie was a little misunderstood, and changed color and said, "Big brother! You and my brother, how to make ......" Song Mingyi smiled lightly and waved his hand to stop Sun Jie's words: "If Brother Xian has anything to say, let's see if it's too late to talk about it." ”

Sun Jie was stunned, stretched out his hand to uncover the red cloth, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: there were two long knives neatly side by side!

The shiny blade has a slight arc that can be called perfect, the blood grooves on both sides are long, the brass handle is densely wrapped with red silk threads, and the handguard blade is engraved with letters. Even though he didn't know the seal character — oh well, Sun Jie didn't recognize much of any other font — he knew that it should be auspicious words like "victory" and "kefeng".

Sun Jie, who couldn't bear it, picked it up and waved it casually, even more excited: The weight of two catties and seven or eight taels is simply too easy! The friction between the silk thread and the palm of the hand brings you full confidence!

Looking closely at the lines on the knife body, I am more and more surprised: the lines of the blade are completely different from the knife blade!

At that time, coal was usually used to forge swords and make swords. There are many impurities in the coal, and mixing into the blade will greatly affect its strength, so continuous forging is the most effective way to remove impurities. Of course, this requires a lot of manpower and material resources - and the knife pattern is the trace of "tempered and tempered" (this is also the origin of the word). The different lines of the blade indicate that there is another treatment: the earth-covered burning method. It is to cover the blade with clay, and quench, forge and grind the blade separately. In this way, the cycle is repeated, and a treasure knife is obtained: the blade part is extremely hard and indestructible; The blade has a certain degree of flexibility, which can absorb and dissolve the kinetic energy of powerful slashing, especially when it is in line with heavy weapons such as hammers, and it is not easy to break - this is a well-crafted sword that can be called a work of art!

Sun Jie, who was overjoyed, looked at Song Mingyi and was speechless for a while: "Big brother! ”

Song Mingyi laughed: "Brother, don't see outside!" When the thieves besieged the city, the foolish brother picked three of the best craftsmen and aimed at the sword of the virtuous brother. The sword is given to the hero, so that it is easy to get it, and if those little children are spoken, you and my brother will be spared. ”

Sun Jie nodded heavily, picked up the wine glass, discussed with Song Ming, and raised his head to dry.

Song Mingyi took a sip of the cup and continued: "On soldiers, the foolish brother is a layman, but he just looks at the treasure blade in the book that 'sharpens iron like clay', and I don't know what material to use, and there is only fine iron in the treasury, so I can only do it reluctantly, hahaha." ”

Hearing this, Sun Jie couldn't help but wonder: "Big brother has been deceived!" ”

Song Mingyi asked in confusion: "How do you say this?" ”

Sun Jie said: "Big brother recalls, the so-called blade that sharpens iron like clay is all the story of the Han Dynasty, right?" Has the eldest brother seen it in the books after the Han Dynasty? ”

Song Mingyi pondered for a while: "That's right! Tell me what the hell is going on! ”

Sun Jie said with a smile: "The smelting of ancient weapons is made of copper. However, the copper is too soft, to the spring and autumn, mixed with tin, the hardness is indeed higher, but it is brittle, and it is broken when it is vigorously chopped! Therefore, it cannot be a long soldier and is mostly a short sword of one or two feet, which can only be stabbed, and the genus of the spear is also a short-bladed and long pole. Cadre Mo Xie, Wu Yue's sword, called a divine soldier, without him, a three-foot iron sword. There was an iron mountain in the Warring States of Korea, and the iron soldiers were first equipped in the ranks, known as 'Jin Han', but after all, it was difficult to be the army of the tyrannical Qin, tigers and wolves. The Qin Emperor gathered the world's soldiers to cast bronze twelve, and he did not know the use of iron. At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, there were many people who used copper weapons, and when they encountered iron blades, the weapons were in line with each other, and they were broken! Where can historians distinguish between copper and iron? Hence the saying 'sharpen iron like clay'......"

Song Mingyi stroked his palms and laughed: "Okay, good, Brother Xian said it too well!" Foolish brother has really gained knowledge! ”

Sun Jie's face flushed: "This passage was taught by the master at home, and the younger brother memorized it with those Tang poems." ”

Shi Erlei was arrogantly eating and drinking at the lower table, since he saw the two knives, he stopped his mouth, at first he just peeked at it from time to time, but then he completely forgot about everything else, stared at it with his eyes, and saw that the two adults began to drink and talk, he really couldn't control himself, and approached Sun Jie: "Dashuai, can I take a look?" As he spoke, his eyes glued to the knife.

Sun Jie scolded with a smile: "The little rabbit cub has no rules!" Look at your little bit of talent. ”

Shi Erlei smiled, picked up a mouthful and looked at it carefully, didn't move for a long time, suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, didn't speak, looked at Sun Jie in a daze, and then looked at Song Mingyi.

Sun Jie knew himself too well as the captain of the guard, and he had already guessed that this kid would play such a hand, and said angrily: "What are you talking like!" This was specially given to ...... by the prefect."

How could the shrewd Song Mingyi not know what the relationship between these two guys in front of him is and which one they are singing? Haha laughed and left his seat to pull Shi Erlei: "Erlei, get up quickly, don't look at me." The knife has been given to my brother and your handsome family! I don't care who he gives it to or who he doesn't give to. ”

Sun Jie smiled bitterly: "Thank you Lord Prefect yet!"

Shi Erlei was full of joy and rushed to the Song prefect's mansion again, got up and was about to return to his seat, but was pulled by Song Mingyi: "Erlei is slow." The knife, you have it, but there are two things you have to promise in this house! ”

Shi Erlei was stunned, only to hear Song Mingyi continue: "You are my brother's personal guard, my brother is used to taking the lead, and he rushes to the front every time, I know, no matter how much he persuades, how happy he agrees, it is in vain...... I'll leave his safety to you! ”

Erlei straightened his chest and replied with a grin: "Don't worry, my lord, there is a humble position, what is wrong with the handsome, I cut off my head and apologize!" ”

Song Mingyi smiled: "Of course I'm relieved about this." The second thing...... Although these two are not treasure swords, this mansion has also spent a lot of thought and effort. You just took it? I want to see your martial arts...... Can it be made? ”

Shi Erlei glanced at Sun Jie, and saw that the latter was smiling and bowing his head, completely relieved. looked around, moved the stool he was sitting on to an open place, grabbed two fried soybeans from the table and lined them up on the stool, took a step back, flipped his wrist, danced a few knife flowers, brushed two white knife flashes, the left and right two soybeans were broken by a knife, and only two scratches were left on the stool that were almost invisible.

The so-called layman looks at the lively insider's doorway, and the generals present cheered loudly - it is very difficult to accurately split the round beans, and this is just the right amount of strength, everyone here asks themselves, no one dares to pack a ticket and say that they can do it.

The sound of color did not stop, only to hear the second thunderstorm shouting: "Open"!

The thick stool broke in response!

Another burst of color......