23 Imitations
Fang Fei glanced at him, and then said to Li Zhao: "Pull it out, let me take another look." ”
Li Zhao held the hilt of the sword and didn't move, she looked at Chen Weiren, looking like she had no master, as if she was really his niece and wanted to listen to the orders of her elders.
"Fang Daxia, they all said it was an imitation, how could they lie to you? Chen Mou has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he will not lie in front of the two of you, you say, right?" Chen Weiren didn't say let Li Zhao take it out, but snorted and handed over the steps.
"Who else in this world can imitate Master Long Yuan's works?" Jiang Chengzi was a little dissatisfied, he stared at Chen Weiren, as if he felt that he was playing with himself as a fool.
"Jiang Daxia didn't know that this imitation of the Three Autumn Never Sleeps City was from the largest trading house in Yangzhou, Yongxuan Commercial House, which was said to have been forged by Lin Qiuhan, a disciple of Master Longyuan. At that time, there were a total of ten swords, Chen was not talented, and bid for two, one for my niece for self-defense, and the other for the best swordsman in my dart team, if you don't believe it, I can ask him to take out that one for you. Chen Weiren's face did not change in the face of Jiang Chengzi's questioning, he raised his hand and waved, and Xue Huai behind him walked out.
Li Zhao only felt her heart beating, her face was expressionless, and the heart in her chest almost jumped out of her throat.
According to Chen Weiren's statement, there is really a copy of his sword in the dart team, but if Chen Weiren has seen it, why didn't he find out that his sword was Sanqiu Sleepless City before? And just now when he learned the name of his sword, everyone in the dart team was shocked.
Xue Huai walked straight past them and went to the carriage behind him.
After a while, he came out with a long strip of cloth, and as soon as the strip of cloth fell out in his hand, it revealed a very beautiful sword.
At first glance, it is indeed very similar to Li Zhao's sword.
However, for some reason, Li Zhao had a kind of certainty in her heart out of thin air, as if she knew that the sword in her hand was genuine.
"That's the other one. Xue Huai looked at the sword in his hand with great cherishment, and said to Jiang Chengzi and Fang Wei.
Wrapped in the imitation of the city that never sleeps in the third autumn is the largest weaving factory in the south of the Yangtze River that is not sold to the public - silk silk, an inch of cloth has no price, Xue Huai also relied on a lot of relationships to find such a few inches of silk This silk seems simple, but it is inviolable.
Jiang Chengzi and Fang didn't speak, and their attention fell on the sword in Xue Huai's hand.
"Now, do Fang Daxia and Jiang Daxia believe me?" Chen Weiren's eyes waved, and Xue Huai carefully re-rolled the silk again.
When he walked reflexively, he accidentally bumped into Li Zhao, causing her to stumble and fall backwards.
"What's the matter, you're still dizzy? I'll pay you to go rest first, boss, you can talk. Behind him, Ruan Susu rushed over, held Li Zhao up, and said with concern.
Li Zhao rolled his eyes, fainted directly, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a deep sound.
On the side, Xue Huai's eyes flashed with pity, and he quickly leaned over to retrieve it, put it in his hand, and wrapped it in silk along with his sword.
"Okay, okay, you guys, let Kang Ge'er pick some wild fruits. Chen Weiren waved his hand and said.
Ruan Susu smiled apologetically at Fang Fei and Jiang Chengzi, and hugged Li Zhao hand and foot and walked to the carriage behind.