Supernatural is king
Chapter 15 Heavy Treasure
Looking at the head maid who kept begging for mercy and the big onmyoji who was smoldering, Huili couldn't stop the smile on her face, so she had to hold up her teacup to cover up her gloating.
Now that he knew where the Tunchu Sword was, Huili relaxed and sipped his tea slowly, thinking about leaving the palace tomorrow to get back his sword.
But as if he understood what Eri was thinking, Tamamo nods her cuff helplessly: "My dear Majesty, you must remember that you are the emperor."
So there is no need to think about whether to disturb or not, and why not embarrass others.
Because you are the Ninth Five-Year Lord, as long as you say a word, countless people will hold what you want in front of you in fear and respect.
Eri looked at the pattern on the cuff representing the royal family, and blinked slowly.
Atobe Eri is a child who grew up on the road of socialism, and some morals and politeness are engraved in his mind, and he will do it subconsciously.
It's like now that Eriki is the emperor, but because he is worried about disturbing others, he decides to visit in person tomorrow.
This is different from going to Mount Atago of Daitengu in person.
Daitengu is a monster, and the human dignity and etiquette cannot be obeyed by monsters, so Eri went to look for Daitengu himself, and Yuzao didn't say anything.
But he did not agree to ask his majesty to put down his body and find a swordsmith himself.
Abe Seimei, who didn't know when to focus on the two people in front of her, quietly retracted her gaze, and quietly bent her eyes.
Maybe from now on, he doesn't have to worry about his little emperor.
☆
Sanjo Zongjin, who was suddenly summoned by the emperor, walked calmly behind the father-in-law who led the way, holding two knives wrapped in cloth in his arms.
He looks quite like a samurai, with star eyebrows and sword eyes. His neck-length hair is simply tied up with a straw rope. When he walks around, he can see the smooth muscle lines under the samurai uniform.
He was still pondering over the knife he got from his friend in the knife forging room before, when he suddenly received an order from His Majesty, he hurriedly changed his clothes and entered with the Tun Chu Sword, which was ordered by his father-in-law repeatedly asking for reminders. palace.
Halfway there, he suddenly found that this road didn't look like leading to the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the outer palace where the emperor met his ministers.
"Eunuch, didn't your Majesty summon me?" Santiao Zong took a big step forward and asked beside Eunuch.
"Don't worry, my lord."
Although Sanjo Zongjin is only a swordsmith, he is the imperial swordsmith appointed by the former emperor after all, so he can afford to say this, my lord.
The father-in-law smiled, looked around and saw no one around, then lowered his voice and explained: "The Tunchu sword in your hand is actually a sword that His Majesty accidentally lost, and calling you into the palace at this moment is not for business. , I just want to get that sword back."
Sanjo Zongjin nodded to express his understanding, put his doubts to the bottom of his heart, and walked into the Pine Pavilion.
As soon as he stepped into the door of the attic, he could see the little girl sitting on the first seat at a glance.
The girl was dressed in a black court dress, and the bead curtain hanging from the nine-pointed crown half covered her immature face, as if she had just entered the morning court.
Santiaozong was taken aback for a moment.
Even if he is just a swordsmith, he has heard from his friends who are officials that the current emperor is sophisticated and ruthless.
"Although he is still young...but this little emperor is really amazing." Yuan Boya, a friend who was carrying a jug, said half drunk and half emotionally: "In just a few months without my own manpower Just cleaning the court once, and the nobles who had disliked her turned against their former colleagues... It’s amazing, it’s amazing.”
At that time, he didn't have any feelings about these words, he only had doubts about the young age that his friend said.
After all, this kind of means is not like a child can have.
Until now he saw it with his own eyes.
He subconsciously looked at the height of the little emperor who stood up, and then looked down at his chest, his eyes and thinking began to drift.
... The little emperor is so small, I don't know if his height reaches his chest.
"...Master Santiao."
The little emperor, who took off the crown from his head, stood in front of him at some point, and said with a smile on his face, "I feel that you are thinking about something very impolite."
Really didn't arrive.
……
Sanjo Zongjin, who suddenly reacted, shuddered suddenly, subconsciously bent his knees and wanted to salute, but Eri held his elbows.
After helping the man up, Huili waved his hands indifferently: "It's okay, Mr. Santiao, you don't need to be too polite. I called you here this time to ask for something."
"You already know what it is?"
Eri looked straight at the knife in the man's arms, as if she could recognize it even if it was wrapped in cloth.
But she did recognize it.
Sanjo Zongjin felt a little surprised, but still kept moving to remove the cloth wrapped around the sword, and then handed the sword to the little emperor.
Eri took it and stroked it inch by inch.
This is the Tunchu Sword she is familiar with, and it is also the Tunchu Sword she is not familiar with.
The sword should have grown dull and rusted in the millennia she had lost.
But now it is as sharp as before, and the blade can reflect her appearance.
Eri was full of emotions, looked up at Sanjo Zongjin, her eyes softened.
"Is there anything Master Santiao wants? As compensation for taking Tunchu back, you can make a request."
As long as it is not too outrageous, she will agree to Santiao Zongjin.
But Sanjo Zongjin shook his head.
He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and held the other sword in his arms to Huili's eyes.
The fabric is unraveled layer by layer.
An unusually beautiful sword appeared in front of the two of them.
"This knife was made with painstaking efforts by the minister. The lines on the knife formed naturally when it came out of the oven. It can be said to be unique in the world."
"I dedicate it to Your Majesty, and beg Your Majesty to give it a name."
In this era, if a sword crafted by a swordsmith can be named by a great person, then the sword and the swordsmith will enjoy great honor.
Sanjo Munekin also had the same idea.
But he didn't do it for himself, but felt that this beautiful sword, which can be said to have condensed his whole life's efforts, should enjoy the reputation it deserved.
Keli felt a little headache looking at the sword.
There is a crescent-shaped knife pattern on the blade, doesn't it look familiar?
Isn't this Sanri Yue Zongjin, who is known as the most beautiful among the five swords in the world? ? ?
Eili suppressed the corners of her twitching mouth, pretending to calmly take the sword.
"Sanri Yuezong is near."
Sanjozong raised his head, and saw His Majesty the Emperor in front of him stroking the blade, his eyes full of admiration.
"The forger is Zongjin, and because there are many crescent-shaped knife patterns on the blade, Gu named it Sanriyue Zongjin."
"With its beauty, it is enough to become a national treasure."
Sanjo Zongjin's pupils dilated suddenly, he bowed his head heavily, and said ecstatically, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the name."
What is the long-cherished wish of a swordsmith in life?
Sanjo Zongjin didn't know other people's thoughts, but he knew that his long-cherished wish had been realized.
The sword he forged became a national treasure.
I have no regrets in my life.
The author has something to say: 2.21
Step into history, become history.
This is what Eri is doing right now.
The Ubuyashiki in the last chapter is a small foreshadowing qwq
☆感谢在2020-02-1821:23:45~2020-02-2117:07:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xiaoyan; 5 bottles of Lianyu; the pre-received article I want to read has been updated but 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Now that he knew where the Tunchu Sword was, Huili relaxed and sipped his tea slowly, thinking about leaving the palace tomorrow to get back his sword.
But as if he understood what Eri was thinking, Tamamo nods her cuff helplessly: "My dear Majesty, you must remember that you are the emperor."
So there is no need to think about whether to disturb or not, and why not embarrass others.
Because you are the Ninth Five-Year Lord, as long as you say a word, countless people will hold what you want in front of you in fear and respect.
Eri looked at the pattern on the cuff representing the royal family, and blinked slowly.
Atobe Eri is a child who grew up on the road of socialism, and some morals and politeness are engraved in his mind, and he will do it subconsciously.
It's like now that Eriki is the emperor, but because he is worried about disturbing others, he decides to visit in person tomorrow.
This is different from going to Mount Atago of Daitengu in person.
Daitengu is a monster, and the human dignity and etiquette cannot be obeyed by monsters, so Eri went to look for Daitengu himself, and Yuzao didn't say anything.
But he did not agree to ask his majesty to put down his body and find a swordsmith himself.
Abe Seimei, who didn't know when to focus on the two people in front of her, quietly retracted her gaze, and quietly bent her eyes.
Maybe from now on, he doesn't have to worry about his little emperor.
☆
Sanjo Zongjin, who was suddenly summoned by the emperor, walked calmly behind the father-in-law who led the way, holding two knives wrapped in cloth in his arms.
He looks quite like a samurai, with star eyebrows and sword eyes. His neck-length hair is simply tied up with a straw rope. When he walks around, he can see the smooth muscle lines under the samurai uniform.
He was still pondering over the knife he got from his friend in the knife forging room before, when he suddenly received an order from His Majesty, he hurriedly changed his clothes and entered with the Tun Chu Sword, which was ordered by his father-in-law repeatedly asking for reminders. palace.
Halfway there, he suddenly found that this road didn't look like leading to the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the outer palace where the emperor met his ministers.
"Eunuch, didn't your Majesty summon me?" Santiao Zong took a big step forward and asked beside Eunuch.
"Don't worry, my lord."
Although Sanjo Zongjin is only a swordsmith, he is the imperial swordsmith appointed by the former emperor after all, so he can afford to say this, my lord.
The father-in-law smiled, looked around and saw no one around, then lowered his voice and explained: "The Tunchu sword in your hand is actually a sword that His Majesty accidentally lost, and calling you into the palace at this moment is not for business. , I just want to get that sword back."
Sanjo Zongjin nodded to express his understanding, put his doubts to the bottom of his heart, and walked into the Pine Pavilion.
As soon as he stepped into the door of the attic, he could see the little girl sitting on the first seat at a glance.
The girl was dressed in a black court dress, and the bead curtain hanging from the nine-pointed crown half covered her immature face, as if she had just entered the morning court.
Santiaozong was taken aback for a moment.
Even if he is just a swordsmith, he has heard from his friends who are officials that the current emperor is sophisticated and ruthless.
"Although he is still young...but this little emperor is really amazing." Yuan Boya, a friend who was carrying a jug, said half drunk and half emotionally: "In just a few months without my own manpower Just cleaning the court once, and the nobles who had disliked her turned against their former colleagues... It’s amazing, it’s amazing.”
At that time, he didn't have any feelings about these words, he only had doubts about the young age that his friend said.
After all, this kind of means is not like a child can have.
Until now he saw it with his own eyes.
He subconsciously looked at the height of the little emperor who stood up, and then looked down at his chest, his eyes and thinking began to drift.
... The little emperor is so small, I don't know if his height reaches his chest.
"...Master Santiao."
The little emperor, who took off the crown from his head, stood in front of him at some point, and said with a smile on his face, "I feel that you are thinking about something very impolite."
Really didn't arrive.
……
Sanjo Zongjin, who suddenly reacted, shuddered suddenly, subconsciously bent his knees and wanted to salute, but Eri held his elbows.
After helping the man up, Huili waved his hands indifferently: "It's okay, Mr. Santiao, you don't need to be too polite. I called you here this time to ask for something."
"You already know what it is?"
Eri looked straight at the knife in the man's arms, as if she could recognize it even if it was wrapped in cloth.
But she did recognize it.
Sanjo Zongjin felt a little surprised, but still kept moving to remove the cloth wrapped around the sword, and then handed the sword to the little emperor.
Eri took it and stroked it inch by inch.
This is the Tunchu Sword she is familiar with, and it is also the Tunchu Sword she is not familiar with.
The sword should have grown dull and rusted in the millennia she had lost.
But now it is as sharp as before, and the blade can reflect her appearance.
Eri was full of emotions, looked up at Sanjo Zongjin, her eyes softened.
"Is there anything Master Santiao wants? As compensation for taking Tunchu back, you can make a request."
As long as it is not too outrageous, she will agree to Santiao Zongjin.
But Sanjo Zongjin shook his head.
He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and held the other sword in his arms to Huili's eyes.
The fabric is unraveled layer by layer.
An unusually beautiful sword appeared in front of the two of them.
"This knife was made with painstaking efforts by the minister. The lines on the knife formed naturally when it came out of the oven. It can be said to be unique in the world."
"I dedicate it to Your Majesty, and beg Your Majesty to give it a name."
In this era, if a sword crafted by a swordsmith can be named by a great person, then the sword and the swordsmith will enjoy great honor.
Sanjo Munekin also had the same idea.
But he didn't do it for himself, but felt that this beautiful sword, which can be said to have condensed his whole life's efforts, should enjoy the reputation it deserved.
Keli felt a little headache looking at the sword.
There is a crescent-shaped knife pattern on the blade, doesn't it look familiar?
Isn't this Sanri Yue Zongjin, who is known as the most beautiful among the five swords in the world? ? ?
Eili suppressed the corners of her twitching mouth, pretending to calmly take the sword.
"Sanri Yuezong is near."
Sanjozong raised his head, and saw His Majesty the Emperor in front of him stroking the blade, his eyes full of admiration.
"The forger is Zongjin, and because there are many crescent-shaped knife patterns on the blade, Gu named it Sanriyue Zongjin."
"With its beauty, it is enough to become a national treasure."
Sanjo Zongjin's pupils dilated suddenly, he bowed his head heavily, and said ecstatically, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the name."
What is the long-cherished wish of a swordsmith in life?
Sanjo Zongjin didn't know other people's thoughts, but he knew that his long-cherished wish had been realized.
The sword he forged became a national treasure.
I have no regrets in my life.
The author has something to say: 2.21
Step into history, become history.
This is what Eri is doing right now.
The Ubuyashiki in the last chapter is a small foreshadowing qwq
☆感谢在2020-02-1821:23:45~2020-02-2117:07:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xiaoyan; 5 bottles of Lianyu; the pre-received article I want to read has been updated but 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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