Traces of growth are buried in the notch of the blade, and the dirt of the handle is a testimony to hard work and effort.

With the gradual polishing, Du Chengfeng gradually saw the life of this ring-headed knife.

Like the small sword, this ring-headed knife was also made by the famous craftsmen of the court, and just this exquisite touch has almost caught up with those fierce swords carrying evil qi - a mortal iron can do so much, it is enough to see how exquisite the craftsmanship of the craftsman is, but such a treasure knife is not used to give the soldiers to the battle to kill the enemy.

Such a treasure knife can only be counted as a practice tool for Prince Chen Yu.

Da Chen once established the country with martial arts, and he was good at martial arts from top to bottom, as the prince of Da Chen, he naturally had to practice martial arts - even after experiencing the fright of his childhood, this Chen Yu already had some fear of sharp blades, but he still had to practice martial arts to strengthen himself.

As the crown prince of Da Chen, his way of practicing martial arts is naturally different from ordinary people.

For this prince, the way the old emperor arranged to practice martial arts was to kill people directly.

In the palace, there are often eunuchs or palace maids who have committed capital crimes, and at this time, the crown prince Chen Yu became the secret executioner, no one would have thought that the short figure with a masked face and a knife would be the innocent-looking prince His Royal Highness - even the crown prince Chen Yu did not expect that his father would arrange it like this.

"Father, I can't do it."

Chen Yu, who personally cut off the head of a palace man for the first time, found the old emperor, he really couldn't do such a thing.

He would rather read the dizzying books of the sages than face the blood all over the ground.

But the old emperor just shook his head at him.

"Reading a book? That kind of thing doesn't matter. ”

The old emperor held the shoulders of the crown prince Chen Yu and walked slowly to the door.

"Books are the most useless thing for ruling the world, as long as you have enough power, someone will naturally compile your words and deeds into books...... It doesn't matter how outrageous you say, as long as you're strong enough, then everything you say is right. ”

Saying this, the old emperor held Chen Yu's hand and killed another guard.

The originally bright ring head knife was once again stained with blood, and the crown prince Chen Yu was already numb,

"The sword has a double edge, it is more dexterous than the knife, but the knife is thicker, more domineering than the sword, and it is easier to find, you must remember the difference between these different weapons, and you can use it in the future."

The old emperor taught Chen Yu like this.

The crown prince Chen Yu didn't understand why he could use this skill, he knew that going into battle to kill the enemy was a matter of a general, as a prince, or a future emperor, how could there be a time when he needed to do it himself?

Is it possible, in this Jiankang capital, in this palace and court, what dangers will there be?

"Father, is there someone who wants to rebel?"

The crown prince Chen Yu raised his head and looked at the old emperor.

"Do you need me to go into battle and kill the enemy?"

"Rebellion? That doesn't matter. ”

The old emperor was still shaking his head.

"If anyone wants to sit on this throne, then let him do it, since they want to enjoy the benefits of being an emperor, they must pay the price of being an emperor."

"The price of being an emperor?"

The crown prince Chen Yu was quite puzzled.

"And at what cost?"

Faced with the question of the crown prince Chen Yu, the old emperor shook his head, but did not say anything.

As for the next content, it is a bit lackluster, basically the prince Chen Yu is using this ring-headed knife to practice some moves - and it is obvious that the prince Chen Yu prefers a sharp sword to a heavy sword, which also makes this ring-headed knife only used for a year, and then it is shelved and eaten to ashes.

That is, when he is occasionally free, Chen Yu will come over to take a look at this ring-headed knife and recall the past.

"That's it?"

Du Chengfeng, who came back to his senses, was anxious, he never thought that this information would be broken at a critical time.

So what exactly is the cost? Why didn't this old emperor say it?

If he just didn't say it, he could still bear it, but then he used the prince's experience of practicing knives to pour water for a year, and he really couldn't bear it.

So, the angry Du Chengfeng turned his gaze to the third sword.

Unlike the first two blades, which were obviously made for minors, this sword was already a normal war sword, but this sword looked a little too plain, and there was no decoration on the hilt and scabbard, not so much an emperor's sword, but rather a soldier of the market rangers.

"Is this also the sword of Emperor Nanchen?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help frowning slightly, the difference between the style of this sword and the two just now was too great.

"Being able to be placed here must have something to do with Emperor Nan Chen."

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng drew his sword out of its sheath and continued to grind.

Flowers for beauties, swords for heroes.

And the war sword, naturally, is to be given to the warrior.

“…… Well? ”

Du Chengfeng suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Just because this time, in the memory of this sword, what he saw was not the face of the prince Chen Yu.

It's the old emperor's face.

The old emperor took the sword from the hands of the court master and comforted the old friend at the same time, but the court master only wept bitterly and clung to the old emperor's arm.

Although Du Chengfeng called him the old emperor, he seemed to be only in his forties, after all, the children were only in their teens, how could they really be how old they were - but the old emperor's face always showed a drooping old vicissitudes. Just like now, in the face of the blacksmith's bitter crying, the old emperor only sighed softly.

He didn't even say anything reassuring.

"There's nothing to cry about, it's just that I've reached my limit."

The old emperor shook his head.

"In the future, Yu'er's affairs will be handed over to you, you must make him stronger and stronger enough......"

"You'll survive!"

Wiping two handfuls of tears, the blacksmith gritted his teeth.

"This is the best sword I've ever made! You are also the emperor with the best martial arts, and you will definitely survive! Absolutely! ”

"You don't understand...... In short, Yu'er will be handed over to you. ”

With that, the old emperor took his sword and left.

Without any retinue or any guards, the old emperor only took this sword and left the capital, galloping all the way to the imperial tomb in the mountains.

"What is this doing?"

As a bystander, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but wonder, he didn't understand too much, what kind of trouble was this.

No matter how you look at it, this atmosphere is like a scene when you are about to go to war, but let Emperor Nanchen go out in person...... And the direction of the expedition is still the imperial tomb.

It can't be said that there is something in the imperial tomb to deceive the corpse, right?

"I'm thorough!"

After the old emperor entered the imperial tomb all the way, Rao was the perspective of Du Chengfeng as a bystander, and he couldn't help but scold the street.

Just because, that picture is really a bit exaggerated.

"This ...... How? ”

Looking at the huge terrifying giant in the picture, even ten meters high, Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

The first shift was delivered, and today I took a break for the two shifts, and my work and rest were normal for a day, slowing down my physical strength.

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(End of chapter)