"Okay, look at that Qi Helai and dare to despise me Quzhou. Wang Zhili held a letter in his hand, and said with great joy, perhaps because he was too excited, his face flushed, and he couldn't help coughing a few times, and hurriedly picked up his wine jug and drank a few sips before pressing it down.

People have joys and sorrows, the moon has clouds and sunny days, the way of heaven, there is more than loss and make up for the deficiency, and all things must be missing, which is the eternal truth.

Wang Zhili, born with a different mind, goes far away from people, but he is also weak since he was a child, if he is not born rich, I am afraid it will be difficult to live to this day.

"Look at your useless appearance, there will be more wars in the future, and I can't excite you to death. "Our Wan Great Commander is much calmer, and he doesn't look like he was almost three feet tall when he first saw the news.

In fact, they can't be blamed, this is really great news, and the victory in the first battle is gratifying.

Since the enemy of Qili, the army of Quzhou City seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, no one was optimistic about this war, how could the 20,000 horses gathered in a hurry compete with the famous army.

The morale of the army is sluggish and morale is low, this is the current state of most of the soldiers of the Quzhou army, like a seriously ill lamb, how can they escape from the tiger's mouth.

But this battle is like a sharp blade, a sword cuts through the shadows, blowing the dark clouds hanging over Quzhou's head into smoke, and the armor light opens to the sun.

In this world, I only heard that the Great Qin State Tiger Ben million heroes were famous, and the 200,000 halberd warriors of the Western Chu State rushed into the sky.

But Wan Er believes that in time, the name of his Quzhou vertical and horizontal iron cavalry will inevitably spread all over the world, within the four seas and eight wildernesses, the color of the talk changes, and where the horse's hooves pass, the Quzhou banner will inevitably be planted on the city.

Blacksmith's shop.

Now this is a place that Wan Er often visits, since he learned that this iron old man actually prayed to the giant of the Mo family, it can be said that he came the most diligently except for Mo Zizhai.

Who doesn't know his little bit of caution, it's just that he wants to get some benefits, but he is still thick-skinned, no matter how he picks up, he just doesn't leave, and he just relies on it.

That's it, he was born with a cheap mouth, and his speech was particularly unpopular, which pot was not opened and mentioned was good, and there was no water in the pot he mentioned, and every time he choked Mozi Zhai, it was not light.

No, he came here again, his steps were brisk, his mouth was almost to the root of his ears, and he was called a villain, and he couldn't wait to give him two feet before he got to his eyes.

The Wang Zhili and Wang Dao behind him were a lot more normal, and they came slowly step by step, I don't know if they would feel ashamed on their faces after following such a leader.

"Iron old man, I'll tell you......" As soon as he arrived at the door, he hurriedly said, eager to lie on Mo Zizhai's ears.

"Fuck off. Without looking at him, Mo Zizhai said directly, who doesn't know what kind of fart he is holding.

Regarding the news of this world, he Mo Zizhai knows much more and earlier than Wan Er, how could he not know about the affairs of Qingshangcheng, and it is your turn to show me here.

touched a nose of ash, but he was not angry, a roll was not enough to block his mouth, it was still a gushing horn in his ear, and the saliva brought out by the words sprayed Mo Zizhai in the face, until he kicked him away.

Sometimes he really doubts, just like this kid's bear, can he really become a generation of kings, a generation of Ming monarchs? Could it be that he chose the wrong person with his old eyes, the other Mo Zizhai didn't dare to say that if Wan Er sat on the emperor, this country would definitely not be too reliable, according to the current situation.

stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and came over again, his skin was really thick to a certain extent, and in this regard, it was absolutely difficult for ordinary people to match.

"You come in with me. Mo Zizhai spoke, and after speaking, he walked into the somewhat messy room by himself.

Who would have thought that the Mo family giant, whose reputation is prominent enough to be among the world, would be willing to hide in such a house, which is not much different from the person who is willing to paint the ground as a prison and has been trapped in the barren mountains for more than ten years.

"What do you think of this sword?" opened a dusty box, and an ancient sword lay flat in it, not gorgeous, but giving people an indescribable charm.

"Well, it's okay. Wan Er nodded, pretending to be a gesture, looking very understanding.

"You know. Mo Zizhai regretted that he had some kind of nerves, and he wanted to tell this kid some reason, but he was already ready to send it.

"Do you know that the sword of the world is said to be three-third. Mo Zizhai asked.

"Three points? Wan Er said, there were some objections.

"Big swords, small swords, long swords, short swords, single swords and double swords, that's called one countless. He continued.

"Get out, get out of here. "Who is in the mood to give you nonsense here, Lao Tzu is talking about serious things, Mo Zizhai can't wait to punch him on the head.

In the end, Wan Er smiled with a smile on his face, saying that he would never intervene again, and he agreed to continue.

But Wan Er's goal has been achieved, he just wants to be angry with this iron old man, and I don't know why, maybe it's because he saw such a big man choking so that he couldn't speak, and there was a special satisfaction in his heart, even if he was beaten, he didn't hesitate to do it, this person, even if he was cheap, or lightly beaten, he should give him a discount on his legs.

"According to the predecessors, the sword can be divided into three parts, which is the sword of the Son of Heaven, the sword of the princes, and the sword of the common people. Mo Zizhai said, his expression solemn, without the slightest joke.

"What is the Sword of the Son of Heaven?" Wan Er asked, with the same look, he understood that what the iron old man said next was definitely very meaningful.

"The sword of the Son of Heaven, with the city wall as the edge, the mountains as the spine, the countries as the spine, the four Yi, the four times, with the Changshan, the system with the five elements, on the punishment of virtue, open to yin and yang, hold to spring and summer, line to autumn and winter, this sword is straight forward, supreme, the case is not down, there is no side, the upper decision is floating clouds, the next Jedi, this sword is used, Kuang princes, the world is served, this sword of the Son of Heaven is also. Mo Zizhai said word by word, although Wan Er didn't understand it too much, but his heart was also very touched.

"Not really. While everyone was still reminiscing, a strange voice sounded, the gift of the royal family, the gift of the king.

"Why?" Hearing his rebuttal, Mo Zizhai was not angry, but had a little hope in his eyes.

"I think that the sword of the Son of Heaven is not visible, sharp and sharp, and stiff, ridgeless and solid, the Son of Heaven Mumu, the highest and greatest, the square earth is the public opinion, the round sky is the cover, its sword Geng Jie, outside the sky, people do not know, hidden people do not know, invisible and traceless, all the time and no place, hanging high like the sun and the moon, not moving like the stars This sword is the will of heaven, and the people are governed, holding this to ask the world, only the Son of Heaven alone. ”