Great Eunuch of the Ming Dynasty

In the Qianqing Palace, the supreme Zhu Zhanji was diligently reviewing the memorials transferred from the cabinet, watching Wang Zhen kneeling on the ground, and said with a soft smile: "What kind of peerless magic weapon are you going to build with great fanfare? The city of Beijing is full of wind and rain, which doesn't fit your low-key personality at all, why? The wings are stiff, and now they are starting to float?"

"Hey, big brother doesn't know. This news is spread by my subordinates on purpose. This way, it can attract some people who are hiding in the shadows. After all, the Jianghu gangs, martial arts sects and aristocratic families on the surface are all suppressed." I’ve cleaned it up, little brother.” Wang Zhen said with a smile, “Besides, when the sword is finished, there will definitely be omens. If the movement is too loud, it will probably cause panic among the common people, so preventive vaccinations will be done in advance. It’s time for the common people to accept it.”

Although the supreme Zhu Zhanji didn't understand what a vaccination was, he still understood the basic meaning of Wang Zhen's words, frowned and scolded: "You boy just don't let me worry, you are full of bad water. Don’t help me in civil affairs.”

Wang Zhen knelt on the ground and said with a bitter face: "My little brother just has some bad ideas. As for administrative matters, I don't know much about it. If something goes wrong, there will be no one to wipe my ass. It's better to obediently remove it." The money is really coming."

"I'll talk about this later. I asked you to come here, just to wait for the day when the magic weapon is created. I want to go and see how powerful this magic weapon is. I guess the people you want to attract will definitely come back to snatch it. It's time to let these people come to unseal the magic weapon!" Zhu Zhanji said with a look of expectation on his face.

Chapter 249 The Swordsmith's Secret

Chapter 249 The Swordsmith's Secret

While the entire Beijing city was spreading rumors that the governor of the Nine Frontiers was guarding the eunuch, and the admiral of the East Factory Wang Zhen had secretly created the world's number one magic weapon, some old antiques hidden in the dark were getting news from all over the country and heading towards the city of Beijing. I want to get this exciting magic weapon.

In order to prevent someone from coming to snatch it, Wang Zhen deliberately arranged some Yamen servants from Shuntian Mansion to guard it outside. If the fans from Dongchang were to guard it, once it was damaged, Wang Zhen, who is narrow-minded, would definitely be very worried. Distressed.But in the rooms around the courtyard of the Jiangzuojian, there are indeed hidden masters and military police members of the East Factory, at least to protect the safety of Zhu Zhanji.

A young boy was wearing the clothes of a craftsman, standing behind Wang Zhen with an excited expression on his face, watching the swordsmiths forging weapons curiously, and asked Wang Zhen in a low voice: "Xiao Zhenzi, why are those people still fighting?" Won't you come?"

Wang Zhen sweated profusely and said, "Brother, don't worry! As soon as you urge me, I'm sweating anxiously. Do you want me to yell, who is going to snatch the magic weapon! Hurry up!"

This young man was the Supreme Zhu Zhanji pretending to be. Hearing Wang Zhen's teasing words, he couldn't help being furious, and kicked Wang Zhen's ass, causing Wang Zhen to almost fall to the ground unprepared.

"When will it be over?" Wang Zhen looked at the three swordsmiths who were still busy and asked loudly.

The old swordsmith A trotted all the way, ran in front of Wang Zhen, bent over to Wang Zhen, and said with a smile: "I want to report to the Governor, the last step is about to be carried out, and this last step is to build a magic weapon." The most critical step of a sharp weapon must not be sloppy!"

"Oh? How do you say it? Why can't you be sloppy?" Zhu Zhanji emerged from behind Wang Zhen and couldn't help asking.

The old swordsmith A didn't know the supreme Zhu Zhanji. Seeing that the young man was wearing the clothes of a craftsman, he thought he was a little eunuch in charge. He nodded slightly at Zhu Zhanji and said, "This father-in-law doesn't know something. , The most critical step in building a magic weapon is the final quenching process. Generally speaking, quenching only needs ordinary spring water, but the one for the governor is the best magic weapon in the world, so it must not be sloppy."

"Eunuch?" Zhu Zhanji frowned, and Wang Zhenzhen, who rolled his eyes aside, was holding back his smile, and immediately pulled his face down, but when he thought about his current identity as a little eunuch working as a craftsman, he immediately fell in love with him. He took a deep breath and smiled, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Zhen saw all this in his eyes, and nodded unconsciously. It seems that the young Supreme has finally grown up, and the mature Supreme can understand his role in Daming better, but it also proves that the Supreme Zhu Zhanji is no longer It's so confusing, as the saying goes, companions are like companions to tigers, no mature supreme can tolerate threats from the forces controlled by his subordinates.Fortunately, in the eyes of the Supreme Zhu Zhanji, he is an eunuch, otherwise I don't know what will happen, Ling Chi?Give poisoned wine?Bai Ling?Thinking of this, Wang Zhen couldn't help but fight a cold war.

In fact, these are all Wang Zhen's own wild thoughts. He doesn't know. Now the supreme Zhu Zhanji has known the details of Wang Zhen from Emperor Zhenwu, and he really trusts him. Unfortunately, these things, as the supreme Zhu Zhanji I won't tell Wang Zhen, because Zhu Zhanji is also worried that Wang Zhen won't get along so well with him if he knows about it, but he just tries to prevent Wang Zhen from going to the harem. I still understand.

"What are you going to quench?" Wang Zhen looked at the old swordsmith A and asked.

Zhu Zhanji also put his eyes on the face of the old swordsmith A, wanting to hear how the old swordsmith A answered this question.

The old swordsmith A raised his head, and said arrogantly: "This method is only unique to the little old man in the whole world. Generally, water is used to quench fire, but the devil boy Yin Zhong quenches fire with his wife's blood. At that time, Mo Xie and his wife also quenched their fire with their bodies, they can be said to be a model among swordsmiths, so the little old man intends to use the governor's blood to quench the fire, I wonder if the governor will agree?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhen asked hesitantly: "It's okay to get Ben Du's blood, the key is how much to use, that's the most important thing."

The old swordsmith A shook his head, and said, "Not much, not much, just a bowl of blood is enough." After saying that, the old swordsmith A took out a large bowl from behind, and then looked at it eagerly. Wang Zhen.

"Fuck! You want to kill Ben Du! This bowl of blood must not weigh more than two catties? No, no, how about using other people's blood? Ben Du sees that Wang Sledgehammer has a very strong physique. Using his blood is the best Appropriate." Wang Zhen said in shock, resolutely rejected this kind of thing.

"Hahahaha! So you are so timid? You really laughed me to death!" Zhu Zhanji looked at Wang Zhen from behind and laughed loudly.

"Bastard! How dare you be rude to the governor!" The old swordsmith A scolded Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji wasn't angry either, he was still laughing so hard he couldn't breathe.

"The governor doesn't know something. As long as the governor releases the blood and quenches it, there will definitely be surprises. I also ask the governor to agree to the little old man's request." The old swordsmith said sincerely. For a swordsman, the biggest dream in this life is to personally forge a magic weapon that can be ranked in the world. Now there is an opportunity to forge the world's number one magic weapon in front of him. Swordsmith Old man A didn't want to give up this opportunity at all, but if Wang Zhen didn't want to donate his blood, this magical weapon would not be perfect, and an imperfect weapon would be a kind of torture for the swordsmith.

Wang Zhen's eyes were fixed on those of the old swordsmith A like an eagle, and he said coldly, "What are you hiding from Bendu? Tell me, and Bendu won't blame you."

When the swordsmith heard the words, panic flashed in his eyes, and he said hesitantly: "No, there is nothing to hide from the governor, how dare the little old man hide it from the governor?"

"Shock and awe technique!!!" Wang Zhen snorted secretly, the power of Yin God was activated, and this simple magic technique was displayed. Not too heavy.

"Ah! Governor, spare me, Governor! The little old man didn't hide it on purpose, I was really afraid that the governor would kill someone to silence him! The little old man did everything for the governor!" The old swordsmith A knelt down on the ground, struggling begged.

"Tell me! What's going on?" Wang Zhen asked coldly.

2 Chapter Fifty Quenching

2 Chapter Fifty Quenching

"Hey~ In fact, the three of us knew that the blood nerve would definitely fall into the hands of the governor after the governor got the deer-cutting knife." The old swordsmith A said disappointedly.

Wang Zhen was startled when he heard the words, looked up and down the old swordsmith A, pondered for a moment, and asked: "The blood nerve is indeed in the hands of Ben Du, how did you deduce it, and the blood nerve is in the hands of the governor?" What does Ben Du's bloodletting and quenching have to do with it?"

"Supervisor, please screen back to the left and right, and the little old man will explain to the supervisor in detail." The old swordsmith A cast his eyes at Zhu Zhanji who was behind Wang Zhen, and said.

"Don't worry, you can just say it straight, the governor is sitting upright, and he is not afraid of anything being leaked out, just say it!" Wang Zhen patted his chest and said cheerfully.

Zhu Zhanji was behind Wang Zhen, and after hearing this sentence, he subconsciously rolled his eyes, and thought, "Xiao Zhenzi is full of nonsense, and he didn't even have a single word. I'm not afraid of anything leaking out, so why didn't you tell me that you were a fake eunuch?

"Because according to the records in the rivers and lakes, in order to kill Lianchengbi, the number one thief in the rivers and lakes, Xiao Shishilang brought a deer cutting knife to the tomb of the living dead to fight to the death with Lianchengbi, but Xiao Shishilang has since They never looked back, so the three little old men guessed that the deer cutting knife must be with the blood nerve. The blood nerve cultivated by Lian Chengbi can turn metal into liquid and become a part of his body, so the little old man Boldly imagine, what if instead of turning metal into a liquid and turning it into your own body, it becomes a sword? Or a knife, or can it be turned into any weapon?" The eyes of the old swordsmith A The more he spoke, the brighter he seemed, as if he had released the suppressed desire in his heart all at once.

Wang Zhen seemed to have discovered the New World, only then did he realize that his thinking had become so stubborn that it was not as big as the old swordsmith's brain. Wang Zhen asked excitedly: "The governor really got the blood?" Nervous, and has already started to practice."

The old swordsmith thought that the blood nerve in Wang Zhen's mouth was the remnant of the blood nerve cultivated by Lian Chengbi, so he nodded slightly and said: "As long as the governor has cultivated the blood nerve, then as long as the governor's blood is quenched, then this god The military weapon will become a part of the governor's body, and can be transformed into a weapon of any shape in the governor's hand at any time. It can be said that it is a peerless artifact that has never been seen before. Only such weapons can be worthy of The title of number one in the world. And this number one artifact in the world can only be used by the governor, and he is not afraid of being snatched away by others."

"Isn't this a good thing? Why did you hesitate to tell the governor just now, why?" Wang Zhen asked.

"The little old man is worried that the governor is afraid that this secret will be leaked, and he will kill people to silence him later, so the little old man doesn't want to tell the governor about this matter. After the governor knows the secret of the artifact, it will be worth killing the little old man At the very least, the disciples and grandchildren of the little old man can tell others proudly and loudly when they talk to others in the future, that the best magic weapon in the world was made by their master!" The old swordsmith Jia had tears in his eyes Wang Zhen was greatly moved by saying this sentence.

He personally stepped forward to help the old swordsmith A, and said with a smile, "Isn't Bendu such a small-bodied villain? Doesn't he just want blood? Bendu just bleeds."

"Really? That's great! Thank you Lord for giving the little old man such an opportunity. For the great kindness of the Lord, the three little old men and their disciples will worship the Lord for generations!" Zhu Jian The old man Shi Jia held the big bowl and said gratefully.

Wang Zhen turned his head and shouted to a gendarmerie: "Come here."

The gendarmerie trotted all the way to Wang Zhen, saluted Wang Zhen politely, and said loudly, "May I ask what instructions the governor has?"

Wang Zhen said: "Go back to the Wang family compound and ask the kitchen to prepare ginseng chicken soup, Wangba soup, and brown sugar water for the governor. I will drink it when the governor returns home."

The originally serious face of the gendarmerie was suddenly filled with embarrassment, and he asked nonchalantly, "Du, but the governor is not feeling well these days?"

"What's uncomfortable? What do you mean?" Wang Zhen was stunned, not knowing why the gendarmerie would ask such a question.

"Just, that's what, the kind that feels uncomfortable for a few days every month, and then needs to drink brown sugar water to replenish blood?" the military police member asked cautiously.

"Hahahaha!" The supreme Zhu Zhanji, who had just recovered his breath, couldn't breathe again with laughter. At this moment, he was already rolling on the ground, without any image of the supreme.

"Get out!!!" Wang Zhen suddenly understood, and shouted at the gendarmerie.

The gendarmerie members were frightened by Wang Zhen's roar and fled quickly, and went to the Wang family compound to prepare these blood-enriching things for Wang Zhen.

"Brother, is it so funny? Seeing how hard you are working, do you want me to bring you some brown sugar water?" Wang Zhen looked at Zhu Zhanji with a distorted face and asked sourly.

"Hahaha! Do you have such funny soldiers under your command? This is the ace soldier in your ace unit? It's so ridiculous, so cute!" Zhu Zhanji asked with a smile.

"Hey, brother, please don't laugh at me. In fact, my younger brother really has a lot of weirdos under his command. A big weirdo leads a group of small weirdos, hey!" Wang Zhen sighed with emotion, stretched his hand over the big sea bowl and said, "Feng Xiaoxiao It’s easy to get cold, it’s really painful for a strong man to bleed!”