The Queen's Wife

Chunqiu lay down for a few more days, and the injuries on her body were almost healed under her constant internal force.

Because the second battle of planing and stewing caused the tartars to be furious, it is estimated that a big battle between the two sides will really come, and the air is filled with the atmosphere of chilling.

Chunqiu once again used her inner strength to wrap the evil spirit in her body and suppress the world-weary emotion, she got off the bed and walked out of the tent, Shisan followed her, and Chunqiu strolled in the barracks.

The barracks was huge, it was like a small town, Chunqiu didn't know how long he walked until he reached the area where the Ministry of Industry built weapons.

Originally, the military camp was not equipped with an arsenal, but Wei Ci's people accidentally discovered a small iron mine nearby. Because the content is not large, if it is mined and then transported back to the Central Plains, the labor cost is too high, not to mention the long journey.

So Wei Ci thought of a compromise, setting up a small arsenal at the barracks to cast a small amount of Northwest Army weapons.

The emperor sent people to investigate, and the iron ore content in that place was indeed not much, so he agreed.

It’s almost winter in the Northwest, and the cold wind has begun to blow. Ordinary people wear winter clothes, but here, because of the heat emitted by the iron stove, the surroundings are warm, and now everyone here is only wearing a thin coat. Clothes, and even a shirtless upper body carrying a hammer to forge iron.

This is a reminder to Chunqiu, should I get a weapon that is handy? In the last days, because the body of zombies is quite stiff, not to mention the mutated animals and plants are even more copper-skinned and iron-boned. Ordinary iron weapons are too brittle. , It will be useless in two days, so Chunqiu likes to use fists.

But it's different here, the human body is not as strong as the zombies, the efficiency of Chunqiu's fists directly is too low, and the attack range is too small, she could feel it when she threw the humanoid whip last time.

While she was thinking about what weapon she would use, Zhang Datie, the head of the Ministry of Industry, was coming over with a newly baked long-handled knife. People from the Ministry of Industry also needed to participate in large-scale discussions. Action and weapons are also very important.

When he saw Chunqiu, he was stunned for a moment, subconsciously he was about to kneel down and salute, Chunqiu pulled him, winked at him, and said to keep quiet, then Zhang Datie remembered Wei Ci's order not to disclose Chunqiu's identity to the public .

Even so, Zhang Datie was still very excited when he saw Chunqiu. He is a fan of Qiuchunwei. Although his idol has become a woman, but thinking that she can break the cliff with bare hands, even if it is a woman, he is the most handsome cub in Nansheng.

Chunqiu saw the long knife in his hand, and asked curiously, "Is this a newly forged weapon?"

Zhang Datie nodded: "This is a newly cast cavalry broadsword, and I'm about to try it out."

Looking at the two-meter long knife in front of him, Chunqiu said, "Give me a try."

Thinking of her skills, Zhang Datie was a little hesitant. After all, the weapons used in war were aimed at regular soldiers. Let Chunqiu's skills test the knife, no matter what kind of weapon it is, it is probably a bit unqualified.

Chunqiu directly reached out and took the long knife, and it was still heavy, about thirty or forty catties, which was a bit heavy for ordinary people, but for Chunqiu it was a pediatric thing, so she took a few steps back and tried to cut it a few times. Heavy weapons are definitely the benefit of the cavalry, they are cut down from high altitude, and the lethality is not small.

She played around again and said, "Except for being lighter, everything else is fine."

Zhang Datie thought it was so, Chunqiu asked again: "Is there any other heavier weapon?"

Zhang Datie shook his head: "The weapons in the arsenal are all mass-produced in the same style. Most of the generals' weapons are family heirlooms or have been used for many years. They don't come here to cast them temporarily, because ordinary people have limited strength and are not suitable for heavy weapons. Weapons, otherwise it will affect the sensitivity of movements."

Chunqiu thought about it, yes, she played with the big knife in her hand again, it was a little lighter, but the shape was still pretty good, suddenly, she remembered that there was a kind of lethality mentioned in the ancient book collected by Lao Chentou. A big cold weapon: Modao.

Mo knife, long knife also.The infantry holds the Broken Horse Sword of Gaigu.

There are no pictures and prototypes in ancient books, only written descriptions. This Mo Dao is the nemesis of cavalry. The handle and blade are three meters long.

She looked at the broadsword in front of her and asked, "Can I order a special weapon from you?"

Zhang Datie: "Special?"

Chunqiu made gestures with the knife in his hand: "The total length of the knife I want is about one zhang, and the blade should be long enough, so that when I face the cavalry, I can cut both men and horses."

"Even if you are not facing cavalry, you can attack infantry with a wider range of attack."

Zhang Datie has been a family of ironsmiths for generations. As soon as Chunqiu said it, he immediately thought about it professionally. It is true that one inch is long and one inch is strong, but the blade is too long and it is easy to break.

But thinking of Chunqiu's saying that a single knife can shatter both men and horses, what a powerful weapon this is, if this weapon can really be forged, it will probably be a famous weapon of a generation, thinking of this, his blood boils a little.

He clasped his fists together and said, "I'll go ask a few old craftsmen right away." As he said that, he immediately asked his men to go down and ask some of the most experienced craftsmen, Zhang Datie, to tell the requirements of the Spring and Autumn Period. Everyone's first reaction was that of a knife Too long and easy to break.

After all, there was no such thing as alloy in ancient times. Pure iron is relatively brittle. According to the strength mentioned by the Spring and Autumn Period, such a long blade is easy to break. When everyone was discussing fiercely, one of the craftsmen said, remember the natural black iron in the warehouse? ?

This piece of natural black iron is not suitable for making conventional weapons because it is too heavy, and because it is too hard, it is too difficult to make, so it has been discarded in the warehouse. If you really want to make weapons that Spring and Autumn requires, this black iron is perfect. .

Chunqiu kept listening, and when she heard about this black iron, she became interested and asked them to take her to see that black iron.

The black iron is black, it looks like a stone with a diameter of more than one meter wide, Chunqiu picked it up with one hand, good guy, this thing weighs five or six hundred catties.

A group of craftsmen were stunned, and randomly picked up five or six hundred catties with one hand. The legendary Qiu Chunwei was indeed a wolf.

Since Chunqiu can easily pick up this black iron, it is possible to build this weapon. Thinking of the lethality described by Chunqiu, everyone seemed a little excited, because Chunqiu was brainwashed, they felt that their work was not just a craftsman, but also through a Put your weapons in your sights and defend your home and country.

People on the [-]th and [-]th painted and painted on the ground together. At this time, the craftsmen had all their knowledge and skills in their heads. Before long, everyone came up with a plan. Zhang Datie talked to Chunqiu. Quite satisfied, the group rolled up their sleeves and started working.

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strike iron?Wei Ci frowned slightly when he received the Chunqiu information reported by the dark guard. This woman started jumping again after her injuries were better.

In order to let Chunqiu remember the lesson, Wei Ci deliberately stayed away from her for the past few days, the woman was healing in the camp without crying or fussing, but thinking of what Hao Yisheng said, for some reason, Wei Ci felt faintly uneasy.

Although the woman's exercises are very strange, no matter how strange things are, they will have certain principles, and they will not show completely opposite pulses.

And these days, he deliberately avoided this woman, so he didn't cling to this woman uncharacteristically. Wei Ci had an intuition that this woman had something to hide from her.

In the evening, Wei Ci received a report from the secret guard that Chunqiu would stay at the Ministry of Industry for the next few days to build his own handy weapon. Wei Ci's doubts became even greater. What does this woman want to do?

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Ding ding ding... A series of sounds of hammers hitting iron blocks. In the largest casting room of the Ministry of Industry, several craftsmen were pulling the bellows with their shirts off. Chunqiu was wearing summer clothes and was swinging a sledgehammer. strike iron.

There were spectators all around, and they were also blacksmiths, but Chunqiu's hammer felt like it had the strength of a thousand catties, and they could even feel that every time Chunqiu hammered down, the surrounding ground shook.

Zhang Datie and the other craftsmen all had fanaticism in their eyes, watching the piece of black iron below slowly form the outline of a blade under the heavy hammer of Spring and Autumn.

Chunqiu didn't fight all the time, after all, her injuries were almost healed, and she couldn't bear to keep hitting her body. She fought for two hours, and four craftsmen immediately replaced them. Seeing the weapons they were looking forward to taking shape slowly, everyone was even more excited. It's blood boiling.

Everyone fought day and night for four days, their eyes were red, but their expressions were very excited. The nearly two-meter-long blade has been formed. The black sharp blade looks unpretentious, but no one dares to underestimate it.

When the last hammer fell, Chunqiu took the clip and put the blade in the water to cool it down.

Everyone looked at the blade with piercing eyes. The handle was ready. When the craftsman combined the two into one, the Mo Dao, which was about three meters long, would be ready.

This knife weighs more than 200 kilograms, and it takes two craftsmen to lift it up. Chunqiu easily holds the big knife in his hand. It is good and has a texture. Because the big knife is too long, it cannot be used here. Everyone hurried to the trial open space.

Zhang Date had already prepared the target for the saber test. In order to test the true strength of the saber, Zhang Date also reminded Chunqiu not to use too much force. After all, with Chunqiu’s strength, weapons are more icing on the cake. She can wield peerless weapons with every stick.

Chunqiu Miao understood that the place here is big enough. She tried to dance this knife to find the feel. The reason why she forged the iron herself was mainly to see if she could transmit the evil spirit on her body to this knife, and then she was pleasantly surprised Found out, it really does.

It's just that the evil spirit was less than one percent of his own body, and it didn't take long for him to recover after consuming it. It seemed that the way to kill the evil spirit by blacksmithing would not work.

But it's good to have a handy weapon. When Chunqiu was waving the Mo Dao to find his hand, Wei Ci brought the left and right generals and a few generals over. After all, Wei Ci's permission was required to forge special weapons.

After the deliberations were settled, the left and right generals and several generals heard that the weapons that Chunqiu had been tinkering with were going to be released today, and everyone was looking forward to what kind of surprises Chunqiu would bring to everyone.

Sure enough, as soon as she got closer, she saw the vigorous figure in the knife testing field, a strange long knife played by Chunqiu like a cloud, every knife of her seemed random, but it also carried a thunderous murderous intent.

Even a few military generals couldn't help but applaud, their hands itching to compete.

Chunqiu danced and found the touch, felt Wei Ci and others approaching, and with the idea of ​​showing off in front of his wife, he directly swung the long knife and slashed at the target. Several ordinary sabers snapped at the sound.

This made everyone present couldn't help applauding excitedly, and then Chunqiu chopped the knife on iron blocks, stones, and sandbags. This black and unpretentious knife showed what it means to cut iron as sharp as mud.

This made several craftsmen who participated in the casting couldn't help but burst into tears. This knife was forged by their joint efforts.

General You looked at the knife, eager to try it, and said, "Give me a try too."

Chunqiu grinned mischievously, threw the knife over, and the right general took it. He usually used a big knife weighing more than 100 catties. He did not expect to pick up this knife when he took it. The weight of this knife was beyond his expectation. He took a few steps back before stopping.

"Why is it so heavy?" The blade of Mo Dao is not wide, which is similar to that of ordinary war swords, but it is about three times longer.

The other generals also came over, and after feeling the weight of the saber, they all looked at Chunqiu in disbelief, the princess was indeed a wolf.

Even Wei Ci looked at Chunqiu in surprise, and Chunqiu smiled.

Zhang Datie came over excitedly: "My subordinates pay homage to the lord. This knife is so sharp that it cuts iron like mud and is invincible. It is destined to be a famous weapon of a generation. Please give me a name for this knife."

Chunqiu bluffed: "Why didn't you ask me for the name of the weapon I used?"

Zhang Datie looked at Wei Ci and asked for instructions. The Northwest Army is only looking after Wei Ci. She is the supreme commander. Wei Ci is not difficult for him. Looking at Chunqiu, he asked, "What name do you want to name this knife?"

Everyone was a little excited, Mingdao should have a famous name.

Chunqiu thought for a while and said, "Let's call it a 40-meter broadsword."

Everyone? ?what? ?

The more Chunqiu thought about it, the more complacent he became, and he said, "Don't you think it's cool to say when you're fighting that I'm about to pull out my 40-meter sword and let you run 39 meters first?"

Everyone: o(╯□╰)o I don't think so.

Wei Ci couldn't help but touch his forehead, why did he fall in love with this idiot? ?

Zhang Datie was already shocked by Chunqiu's naming and had no hope, and said respectfully: "My lord, please give this knife a name."

Wei Ci thought for a while, and said, "This knife is called Zhenbei."

Everyone repeated it in their hearts, and the more they thought about it, the more domineering the name became. This knife came from the Northwest Military Camp. The purpose of the military camp was to defend the country and pacify the Tartars in the north. The name of this knife was Zhenbei.

Everyone immediately knelt down to congratulate: "Congratulations to the prince for obtaining such a famous weapon. The northwest army will definitely defeat the Tartars and protect our southern and northern territories."

Everyone seemed very excited, Chunqiu still looked at Wei Ci unwillingly: "My lord, I think..."

Wei Ci glanced at her indifferently, with a look of disbelief in her eyes, I don't want you to think, I just want me to think.

Chunqiu: Hey, my 40-meter broadsword.

Wei Ci: No, it's Zhenbei Dao.

The Zhenbei Knife needs a craftsman to engrave the name and make the scabbard, and it will be delivered to Chunqiu after two days. After the knife test, everyone dispersed, and Chunqiu followed Wei Ci back to the barracks.

It was getting dark at this time, and the guard brought food. After the two of them had dinner peacefully, Chunqiu began to talk about his blacksmithing life in the past few days.

She was a little excited as she spoke. After all, she had never done this in the last days. If there was such a job in the last days that required only swinging a hammer without using her brain, she felt that she could definitely become a hammer god.

When Wei Ci finished speaking, Chunqiu handed her a cloth towel for wiping, Wei Ci wiped it clean, Chunqiu asked the guards to come in and collect the things, she was about to turn around and leave when Wei Ci's voice came from behind: "You have something to hide from me. "

A trace of annoyance flashed across Chunqiu's face, and he turned his head: "It's not a secret, the hidden guards told you all about it."

Although the two tents were separated, there were secret guards telling Wei Ci every moment of his every move, such as being in a daze and practicing for a longer time.

Although he knew it, Wei Ci wanted Chunqiu to tell her more. Chunqiu took two steps back and said, "Something went wrong in my practice."

Wei Ci was waiting for her to say something wrong, Chunqiu let go of the suppression of the evil spirit, and the strong evil spirit filled the tent at once, and the evil spirit wrapped the murderous aura, which made the shadow guards and dark guards who had been guarding Wei Ci all hold weapons Appeared, stood guard in front of Wei Ci and looked at Chunqiu.

Such a strong evil spirit threatened even Wei Ci, and even the fetus in her womb became restless, so she quickly stroked her abdomen to comfort her.

Seeing her face change, Chunqiu quickly calmed down, Wei Ci told the dark guards and shadow guards to retreat, Chunqiu hurried over: "Are you all right?"

Wei Ci didn't speak, Chunqiu's hands hurriedly comforted the little guy in her belly with warm internal force.

This is also the situation she is most afraid of. Wei Ci is not weak and can resist that kind of evil spirit, but she is still pregnant with the little guy, once the evil spirit is released, he will attack indiscriminately. Make her restless, let alone close.

Feeling that the little guy was comforted, Chunqiu said helplessly: "I have been suppressing this evil spirit very well before, but since I was seriously injured this time, for some reason, it suddenly became stronger. Run out and interfere with my sanity."

"I originally wanted to incorporate this evil spirit into the weapon by casting the weapon, but I didn't expect this stuff to be inexhaustible."

Wei Ci's heart tightened. This woman has always been insolent. I'm afraid this terrifying evil spirit made her feel troublesome, so she showed such a helpless expression: "What will happen if this continues?"

Chunqiu shook his head: "I don't know, I have been using internal force to suppress it all the time, but the effect is getting less and less obvious. When I really can't suppress it one day, I guess I will become a lone star of the gods who should not enter."

Wei Ci couldn't help holding her hand: "There will be a solution."

Chunqiu laughed. Unexpectedly, Wei Sansui would comfort her in turn. He couldn't help reaching out to hug her waist, put his head on her abdomen, and feel the heartbeat of the little guy. The little guy was just beaten by her mother. I was frightened by the evil spirit, and now she said quietly like a chicken, don't play with mother anymore, hum.

"Actually, I have a solution. These evil spirits are born from killing, so I will use violence to control violence. Through killing, I will draw out all the evil spirits and suppress them one by one. What is this called in the art of war you read?" Then, lead the snake out of the hole, and then catch the turtle in the urn."

"So, my lord, when the battle really starts, I will fight for you, that's great."

Wei Ci pursed her lips, feeling a little bit unwilling, but she didn't rush to refute. Although she was very unwilling to show weakness, as the fetus got older, her skills became more limited. The military uniform already made the little guy feel uncomfortable, and the discomfort of the fetus was amplified even more by the mother.

Accepting this child inspired Wei Ci's inner maternal love. No matter what, she would do what she could for the child.

"talk later."

This is her last retreat, Chunqiu didn't press her step by step, she thought to herself, no matter what, she still has to get rid of this love thread, although she is very happy to have her own flesh and blood, but in ancient times, giving birth to a child is a ghost gate , and Wei Ci's special status, the risk is even higher, and it will restrict her.

Just like now, if it wasn't for pregnancy, Wei Ci would have led the soldiers to fight against the Tartars long ago, why wait until now to keep tug-of-war with the Tartars.

"My lord, when my daughter is born, you will be responsible for fighting the war to earn money to support the family, and I will be responsible for bringing up the beautiful and beautiful baby. I will ensure that my daughter will be brought up in a docile manner so that I will not lose you."

Wei Ci raised his eyebrows. When the child is born, she will find a nurse and nun who will bring it up. This woman will be a ghost if she can bring up the baby. She doesn't want the child to be a hooligan like Chunqiu.

Feeling Wei Ci's disgust, Chunqiu smiled flatteringly, and said, "My lord, what should we name our daughter?"

Wei Ci really didn't think about this question, after all, the little guy hasn't come out yet, but now the little guy has a strong sense of presence every day, and he can indeed give her a good name in advance.

Chunqiu sat up straight: "My lord, what about my daughter, you can choose a big name, can you give me a nickname?"

Thinking of Chunqiu's 40-meter broadsword, Wei Ci's mouth twitched: "Not good."

Chunqiu protested a little frustrated: "Why? You took the name, anyway, I am also the mother of a girl, and I also have half of the naming rights."

Seeing her disappointed look, Wei Ci still softened his heart, and said, "Then tell me first, what's your nickname?"

Chunqiu grinned, her Jiawei really liked her more and more at the age of three, and would pet her: "It's called Wuyou."

"Worry-free?"

Chunqiu nodded: "Changle Wuyou, with the prince's escort in the future, our daughter will definitely live a happy life, Changle Wuyou."

This made Wei Ci think of the small characters that the queen mother gave herself: filial piety, the homonym of laughter, isn't it because she hopes that she will be happy and worry-free for the rest of her life. If she has not lived a happy life, then she will do her best to let her child live a happy life. She gently nodded.

Chunqiu smiled triumphantly, kissed her belly, and said, "Wuyou, mother gave you the name, okay, hehe."

The little guy moved very cooperatively now, Wuyou has a name.

Chunqiu was even more proud: "Look at it, my daughter thinks this name is nice. Am I particularly talented?"

Wei Ci ignored her taunting, Chunqiu listened to the little guy's heartbeat for a while, Wei Ci was writing with a pen, Chunqiu saw that she had written the word 'Long' on the paper.

"what is this?"

Wei Ci: "Worriless name."

"Long?? Wei Long??" Chunqiu repeated inexplicably, frowning at Wei Ci.

Wei Ci was puzzled: "Isn't it right?"

Long is a homonym for dragon, which indicates that she is worry-free and extremely noble.

Chunqiu quickly shook her head, but after repeating it a few times, she couldn't help laughing, hahahaha, she never expected that her daughter was wrapped in spicy strips.

Wei Ci didn't understand why she was smirking again, Chunqiu saw the confusion on her face, Chunqiu managed to suppress a smile, and said, "I didn't expect my family's Wuyou name to be wrapped in spicy strips, I couldn't help it, hahaha..."

Wei Ci: Spicy strips? ?

The author has something to say: Chunqiu: Where is my spicy bar, no, where is my daughter^_^

感谢在2020-05-1823:16:38~2020-05-1923:51:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Xiaodizi;

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