Zhao Zhen's eyes were full of ambition and enterprising.

Zhou Yun, as the person who has been observing this little prince, accurately sensed Zhao Zhen's ambition from Zhao Zhen's eyes.

What this prince said was exactly what he was thinking.

So such a prince, his army, is indeed the best place for his righteous brother Yue Fei.

Yue Fei's personality is direct and calm.

Only take it in the straight, and don't want to get it in the song.

Yue Fei is not good at intrigue, and he doesn't disdain to be ashamed to intrigue with others.

There have been countless people in Tangyin County, all of whom have suffered losses at the hands of Yue Fei.

Because Yue Fei belongs to the kind of person who finds a problem, he will say it directly, instead of knocking on the side to remind him.

Under such a character, once Yue Fei joins the ranks, he will easily become the target of attack by others.

is different from Yue Fei, as a successor to Zhou Tong and inherited Zhou Tong's incense, Zhou Yun grew up in intrigue since he was a child, which also trained Zhou Yun's eyes, so that Zhou Yun developed a sleek personality and strong eyesight.

Zhou Tong knew this, but Zhou Tong agreed with Zhou Yun's choice.

Because Zhou Yun and Yue Fei can complement each other.

And Yue Fei was indeed very convinced of Zhou Yun, which made Zhou Tong very relieved that Zhao Ji's honest apprentice left his side to travel.

can see that Zhao Zhen, such an ambitious prince, wants to take all his brothers under his command.

Zhou Yun is also a little square.

Can't more than a dozen people leave Tangyin together and come to the memorial ceremony in Guojia Village, but he will go back alone, right?

Not to mention him Zhou Yun, he also wants to get ahead, and he also wants to be famous!

It's just that seeing that the brothers and the prince are talking happily, Zhou Yun doesn't know how to get into their topic for a while.

But soon, Zhou Yun thought of why Zhao Zhen and them came.

Mrs. Xu sword!

Let's not say that Zhou Yun is clear, the matter of this sword must not wait for Zhao Zhen, the prince, to mention it again, and every time he resigns, he is wasting the patience of this prince.

Who knows how much patience this prince has?

Zhou Yun always remembered his father's teachings.

Nearest the king nearest the gallows.

Let's just say that Zhou Yun understands that he wants to interject and wants Zhao Zhen to take him under his command, so he must have an entry point.

Mrs. Xu's sword is a good entry point.

Looking at Zhao Zhen's expression, Zhou Yun took the opportunity of a few people chatting and turned around and entered the room.

After a while, Zhou Yun walked out of the room respectfully holding a wooden box in both hands.

The wooden box is still pure black, but it is much shorter than the case of the Liquan gun.

Although Zhao Zhen had been talking to Yue Fei, Zhao Kang and the others, he had not forgotten to pay attention to his surroundings.

Seeing that Zhou Yun took the sword box, Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows and said, "In this box, is Mrs. Xu's sword?" ”

Compared with the Liquan gun, the reason why Zhou Yun seemed to be more interested in Mrs. Xu's sword, Zhao Zhen could also guess a few points.

After all, the name of the Liquan gun was not left in the history books, even in folklore or wild history novels, there was no mention of this Liquan gun.

Even if it is also hidden by Fan Zeng, the fame of the Liquan gun is far inferior to the sword of Mrs. Xu, which has long been famous with Jing Ke's assassination of Qin.

Not to mention that what the little prince said just now is already very clear.

The Liquan gun was given to Yue Fei, and this Madame Xu sword was what the little prince planned to use for himself.

Which is more important, Zhou Yun, who is exquisite, naturally knows it.

Listening to Zhao Zhen's words, Zhou Yun nodded and said, "Yes, Lord Wang, what is in this box is Mrs. Xu's sword." ”

Zhao Zhen casually took the box presented by Zhou Yun's hands, but only felt that his hands sank.

The black box, which doesn't look too inconspicuous, actually weighs three or four pounds.

Zhao Zhen touched the wooden box of the Liquan gun and knew that the wooden box was not too heavy, so when he took the wooden box handed over by Zhou Yun, Zhao Zhen didn't care too much.

But when he really got it in his hand and felt the heavy weight, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but be curious.

What kind of material is this Madame Xu's sword that is so heavy.

Slowly opening the wooden box, a dagger fell into Zhao Zhen's eyes.

The body of the sword is black, with Yin inscriptions, but the blade of the sword flashes with a cold light.

Handing over the wooden box to Chen Mei, who was silent beside her, Zhao Zhen took out Mrs. Xu's sword with one hand, looked at Zhou Yun and laughed: "This thing, Zhou Yun, did you use it to train your arm strength?" ”

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Zhou Yun's forehead.

They are farmers who have helped their families with farm work since they were young.

Therefore, the weight of this Mrs. Xu's sword of about two catties is nothing to them at all.

But Zhao Zhen, the king of letters, was pampered and grew up, and the weight of more than two catties was indeed heavy for a seven-year-old doll like him.

"Lord forgive your sins! The grass people don't dare! ”

Since his identity was exposed, except for Yue Fei, several people in this courtyard were easy to be startled.

At every turn, the prince forgives his sins, as if he would kill their whole family if he didn't agree with him.

Although Zhao Zhen knew that in this era, his own prince was already a common man who could not be messed with for ordinary people like Zhou Yun and them.

I can also understand their surprise.

But this doesn't mean that Zhao Zhen can approve of their behavior.

Because this is a sign of weak psychological capacity.

Yue Fei, who was from the same school as them, and Han Shizhong, who had seen him for the first time, were not as panicked as them.

Especially when Yue Fei was only fifteen years old, he had already reached the point where Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, which made Zhao Zhen appreciate it.

Although Yue Fei is a little rough in doing things, and he is a little simple in thinking about things, at least when facing Zhao Zhen, Yue Fei can be neither humble nor arrogant.

"Don't always be surprised, Lone is just joking, this weight, Lone can still hold it."

"I'm just surprised that this short Mrs. Xu sword is so weighty."

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhen looked up at Han Shizhong and said, "Shizhong, draw your sword!" ”

Han Shizhong's saber is an extremely common sword of the generals of the Great Song Dynasty Forbidden Army, although it is not a divine weapon, but it is also of good material.

After all, a large part of the reason why the Great Song Dynasty was able to compete with the Liao State and beat the Western Xia was due to the strong armor of the Great Song Dynasty.

Zhao Zhen wanted to try this heavy Mrs. Xu sword, whether it could cut out the mark on Han Shizhong's sword.

After all, according to what people say, a divine weapon of the level of Mrs. Xu's sword should be sharpened like clay and broken hair.

"Zheng!"

A touch of pain flashed in Han Shizhong's eyes.

For Han Shizhong, who has suffered for more than ten years, this standard of general sword is already an extremely rare good weapon.

Zhao Zhen asked him to draw his sword, for what, Han Shizhong also knew it.

Try your hand at the sword!

It's a very common thing.

But the pain in the flesh is the pain in the flesh, as soon as Zhao Zhen's words came out, Han Shizhong pulled out the sword without saying a word.

Looking at the cold and dignified standard long sword, Zhao Zhen chuckled and said, "Uncle Chen, look at this Madam Xu's sword, can you cut off Shizhong's sword?" ”

Chen Mei shook her head and said: "The old slave can't see it, Mrs. Xu's sword is cold and restrained, and the blade is like rippling water, according to the ancient books, it should be a great weapon." ”

"But in the same way, this time is different from the past, and today's smelting method has long surpassed the pre-Qin period, so in the eyes of the old slave, this Lady Xu sword may not be able to cut off Shizhong's sword."

Listening to Chen Mei's words, a glint flashed in Zhao Zhen's eyes, and under Zhou Yun's horror, he slashed Mrs. Xu's sword onto Han Shizhong's sword without saying a word.

"Dang!"

After a crisp sound, the sword snapped.

The incision is as neat as the surface of water.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mei exclaimed: "Could it be that in the pre-Qin era, there was already a method of smelting real steel?" ”