Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

On the last day of the Poetry Competition, Little Fatty was panicked in the Tuotian Courtyard, so he begged Wu Lang to take him out to play.

Xiao Baozi's face swelled, and Wu Lang was also defeated, so he had to pack up and bring him and Dou Lv by his side.

How could Wu Lang not know that Little Pang Dun really wanted to join in the fun of the Poetry Competition, so he led them to the venue where the Poetry Competition was held.

The mansion specially set up a courtyard with pavilions and rockery for this Poetry Competition, in which a canal was dug for floating wine glasses.

Wu Lang and his two children just sat in the lotus pavilion and watched from a distance, and he could feel the enthusiasm of the Poetry Contest, and they fought with each other.

Xiao Pangdun is a child after all, he doesn't know how much fun is in life when he sings with wine, he only knows that a group of people chatter, then drink, and continue talking after drinking, it's boring.So he muttered to go back.

On the contrary, it was Dou Lv, who listened carefully to the heroic words mixed in the wind, earnestly.

Little Fatty snorted disdainfully, and lowered his head to play with the little pig jade pendant on his waist.

Wu Lang shook his head helplessly, could it be that this kid also inherited his father's dandyism?

After slowly drinking a pot of tea, Wu Lang got up and patted the dust on his clothes, picked up the drowsy little fat pier, and led Dou Lv back who was still full of thoughts.

"Zhier is smart, and she will be a good scholar in the future. Just don't make it public." Wu Lang said.

Dou Lv raised his face, showing doubts, he felt that Mrs. Langhuan always said something that he couldn't understand.

"Zhi'er is obedient."

"Ah."

Not far from the lotus pavilion, Wu Lang was stopped by someone from behind, it was a familiar voice.

"Brother, stay!"

Wu Lang turned around, and saw Cui Yuan walking towards him with another cold-looking young master.

Wu Lang raised his head slightly, and asked with questions: "Young Master Cui?"

Cui Yuan said: "Exactly, this is my best friend Wang Xuan."

Wang Xuan looked Wu Lang up and down, raised his eyes, and said coldly: "Langya Wang Xuan."

Wu Lang was sweating slightly, he first came to the Boling Cui family, and now even the Langya Wang family has come, okay, do the four major families recognize each other: "Hi, Mr. Wang."

Squeezing Dou Lv's palm, Dou Lv immediately said crisply: "Young Master Cui, hello, Mr. Wang."

Seeing that his friend was so indifferent, Cui Yuan was quite embarrassed, and then he smiled and said: "Goodbye is destiny, can you leave a name now, young master?" Seeing Wu Lang holding one in his arms and holding one in his hand, he asked: "What is this?" Who are the two children?"

Wu Langfang considered how to refuse, and saw the little chubby in his arms rubbing his eyes, got up from his shoulders, and stared sleepily at the two guys who woke him up.

"Mr. Langhuan, who are they?"

"His Royal Highness, this is the Boling Cui clan—Master Cui Yuan, and this is the Langya Wang clan—Mr. Wang Xuan."

Cui Yuan and Wang Xuan hurriedly saluted upon hearing the word His Royal Highness.

"Meet Your Royal Highness."

"The two sons are polite, this son is rushing back to sleep, can you let me go?"

Little Chubby is a little fatter, but in front of outsiders, his aura is still enough!

Cui Yuan and Wang Xuan looked at each other, and turned sideways to make way.Cui Yuan seemed to have finally noticed His Royal Highness' address to Wu Lang, like a thunderbolt, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Langhuan... Your Majesty, Your Excellency?"

Wu Lang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Exactly."

Little Fatty hugged Wu Lang's neck and urged him, Wu Lang bid farewell to King Cui and Wang Xuan, and got a polite response from Wang Xuan, while Cui Yuan was so shocked that he couldn't speak to himself.

"Langhuan-jun, that Cui Han is really annoying, don't play with him in the future." The chubby man lay on Wu Lang's shoulder and bit his ear.

"Why?"

"Anyway, it's disgusting."

"Okay, go to sleep."

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It was night, after Wu Lang took a bath, he was sitting on a cool chair to dry his hair, and in front of him was the new project planning document that Zhang Shitang sent over during dinner, which was about halfway through.This thin booklet has already decided what color of rouge, what material of fabric, and what style of hairpin jewelry will be popular in Nanlin next season.

Regarding the things these women use, Wu Lang can give very limited opinions. After all, his major in university is mechanical automation, which has nothing to do with design and marketing operations.He can only use his modern aesthetics to come up with some refreshing ideas.

So every time he read these planning documents, he was very entangled, afraid that because of his relationship, he would kill potential products.

With a candle that was far less bright than a ten-watt LED light, Wu Lang carefully read the words and pictures on the document.

Before he knew it, most of the red candles on the table had been burned, and Wu Lang's hair was completely dry.He blew out the candles, got up and walked to the bed.

In the darkness, the sound of hasty footsteps flashed by, the sound of the door being broken was very clear, and then a murderous aura pierced through the air.

A slant of moonlight shone on the edge of the window, reflecting the strong, thin and flexible figure of the man in black. He rushed towards Wu Lang straight at the door, as if he wanted to capture him alive.

Wu Lang immediately smelled the smell of blood, facing the sneak attack of the man in black, he did not retreat but advanced, bullying forward.The left hand accurately blocked the man in black's grabbing hand, and his footsteps moved to the side of the man in black with a lightning dislocation.Backhand slashed at the neck of the man in black.

The man in black obviously didn't expect that Wu Lang could fight back, and his strength was good, so he was caught off guard. In addition, he was seriously injured, so he couldn't keep up with Wu Lang's speed, and was directly knocked unconscious.

Wu Lang curled his lips slightly, thinking to himself, this kind of technology dares to attack at night?

Just as he was about to light up the lamp to take a closer look at what the man in black looked like, the crowds of flames in the distance made his heart skip a beat. He immediately stuffed the man in black into the mezzanine of his floor-to-ceiling bed, took a fire pocket and lit the incense, Smoked it in a place with a strong smell of blood.

Soon after, as expected, the flames gradually spread, and someone knocked on the door.

"Master Langhuan, have you fallen asleep?"

"Who?"

"Subordinate Wen Rui."

"Oh, Captain Wen, why did you come here late at night?"

"The thief sneaked into the mansion to steal things and fled in this direction. The subordinates are worried that this thief will threaten Lord Langhuan's safety."

"Thief? I just fell asleep, and I haven't seen any thief."

"My lord, that thief is very good at hiding. If I hid in the Langhuan Pavilion, my lord would not have noticed it. Please let my lord make it easier for my subordinates to enter the house and investigate."

Wen Rui's voice fell, and there was no sound in the room, and it took a while to hear a response.

"Wen, chief guard, wait for me to change clothes."

"Yes."

Wen Rui stood in front of the door like a pine and cypress, with a solemn face.With a squeak, the door was opened from the inside, and Wen Rui saw an orange flame reflecting on Mr. Langhuan who was wearing a white shirt. His black hair was especially black, and his white clothes were clear white. The flames from the torch danced in his deep In the eyes, the whole person seems to be burning in the fire.

Wen Rui and a group of guards behind him immediately knelt down on one knee to salute, Wu Lang stepped aside and motioned for them to go in.Wen Rui stood up alone, said offended, and entered the room, while the rest were still kneeling outside the door.

Wu Langwu sat down at the table, poured a glass of water, and quietly watched Wen Rui walking around the room.

Wen Rui wandered around the room for a few hours, but finally came back empty-handed, his brows locked.

"Excuse me, my lord is resting."

"It's okay, I heard that the chief guard is also on duty."

"Since the thief is not in Langhuan Pavilion, he must have fled to another place. The subordinates will go and arrest him."

Wu Lang smiled, he didn't have the slightest temper for the fact that the guards searched the room for nothing, "The little thief is rampant, I heard that the chief guard should teach him a lesson."

Wen Rui clasped his fists and bowed: "This subordinate will not disgrace the mission."

After the guards left, Wu Lang sat back in his original position and drank two glasses of water.He walked slowly to the bed, lifted the quilt and the bed board, and took out the man in black who was still unconscious and threw him on the ground.

To steal something?He stole something and was rounded up by such a mobilizing crowd.

With a thought, Wu Lang squatted beside the man in black and searched carefully.After searching for a long time, only a thin envelope and a moderately thick blue-faced booklet were found.

He found a rope to tie up the man in black, and stuffed a cloth in his mouth to prevent suicide. Wu Lang lit a candle and looked at the blue-faced booklet.

Turning over the cover, there are two small characters written in the lower right corner of the title page, Tong Chuan.

Turning back, the first page reads:

The mountain was opened on April [-]th in the fourth year of Longshun, and this account was established.

The name of this place is Tongchuan Mountain, which is about fifty feet high on the Sanli Road to the south of Tongchuan Town.

Yu recruited more than a hundred craftsmen, and used the forest as a cover to mine.

…………

May 27th in the fourth year of Longshun

Three hundred catties of iron ore

Forty catties of molten iron for smelting

Cast ten long swords, twenty spears, and 120 arrowheads

…………

Longshun?Isn’t this the year name of the last emperor? The current emperor Longshun succeeded him seven years ago, and his name was changed to Wuchang. This year is the fourth year of Wuchang, which means that the fourth year of Longshun is already seven years ago.

A voice in Wu Lang's heart warned him that he could not read this booklet any longer.

Knowing more won't do him any good.

But he couldn't suppress his inner curiosity. There must be something earth-shattering hidden behind a ledger recorded seven years ago.

The more he turned back, the colder he felt.

There is no doubt that this is a mining record book.It records the time and specific quantity of a large number of cold weapons produced.Relying on the resources of a huge iron mine, in the past seven years, this mining team has produced an impressive number of armor weapons.

In this era, what is the purpose of such a large-scale investment in weapons? Naturally, it is war.

But who is the mastermind behind it, and who is he going to fight with?

Wu Lang turned his head to look at the man in black.

The booklet was stolen from the King of Linzi, that is to say, the person who led the team to Tongchuan to dig mines for seven years and recorded this booklet is likely to be a subordinate of the King of Linzi. Wang planned.

How can the king of Linzi, a dude who only knows how to play with men, have such far-reaching vision?Where did he get the manpower, where did he get the money?Where does the courage come from?

and many more!

In other words, the Linzi king he knows now is a fake!

What kind of masculinity, what kind of prodigal dandy, what kind of partiality because of first love, all of them are pretending to deceive the public!

Why is the king of Linzi secretly manufacturing and hoarding so many weapons? Who is he going to fight?

He is already a nobleman of the Tian family, a first-class prince, and the only one who needs such a big battle is the emperor!

Wu Lang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

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