Chiwuxing

Chapter Sixty-Sixth - Hudu Talks about the Suspiciousness of the Qiang People

Yi Teng looked at the golden light after the rising sun from a distance, and a little drowsiness melted into the current scene.

In front of the hall came a person walking on the wind, wearing a short Qiang dress and a rusty hemp skirt, but her heroic posture was sharp, even a woman, she still had the martial spirit of a capable and long body.

"Princess." Iten took two steps forward.

He Xujun stepped up the steps, tilted his head and said, "Is the father already up?"

"Come on, I just practiced sword skills in the court, and now I'm changing clothes in the inner hall to rest."

"it is good."

Huxun responded, and walked straight into the main hall, crossed two compartments, and saw Huxun in plain clothes, staring intently at the Mazha Hudao on the shelf.

"Father."

Huxun turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

He Xuyun looked at him and said, "What was father thinking just now?"

Hu Xuyi shook his head lightly, turned back and sat back on a chair, and said, "I didn't think about any big things, but just now I happened to remember that Chasa said before that our Hu Qiang's Maza knife is rough and rough, compared to Yan people's sword It has its own uniqueness... Now only the Hulan tribe has fought against Yan soldiers, and the results are not satisfactory... They have never fought with swords, and I don't know how strong the Yan people are?"

He Xuxuan sighed: "...My father is probably tired of being disturbed by the troubles of the Hulan tribe recently. How can weapons be counted as vital wounds on the battlefield? Other children don't know, Shan Xiao, the Yan people value literature over literature Wu, who has lived in the plains for a long time, knows that he is not a brave man who fights to the death on the battlefield. Not to mention other tribes, but to say that all the sons of our Utlon tribe are fighting with their lives, otherwise It will not repeat the grand deed of the whole clan of Qiang warriors who shed blood in Bianyu a hundred years ago."

He Xuyu said: "What Ah Jun said is right, it's just a matter of life and death, the morale of the people below will naturally be boosted, and as the leader of the tribe, I have to observe carefully."

"Father is still deeply influenced by the enemy," Hexu said, "but since he is willing to choose carefully, it is good for us to listen to his kind words. It's just that you always say it in your name, father, even if someone The people of the tribe believed it temporarily, but in the future, they will still be able to detect that all these actions are done by the Yan people."

"That's no problem," Huxun said, "When it is tested on the battlefield, the brothers will be convinced."

"Father...why do you trust him so much?" He Xuyun couldn't help but said, hesitating now, "After all...he also came here in a panic at the beginning, if he really had real ability, why did he end up like this..."

"There are some secrets in this, but you don't know it," He Xuhong sighed, "You are still young now, and you only heard a few rumors about many things in Yandi back then, and didn't pay attention to the details. Yu... Qiu Ri He joined the army at the fifteenth year... I think you were not even born at that time... He started as a low-ranking soldier, and three years later he became the assistant leader of two hundred soldiers. In the battle of Yanman, after the soldiers under his command were captured, he did not wait for the orders from his superiors, but led a team of dozens of people to rescue them. In the end, the more than 100 captured Yan soldiers escaped in the chaos. But the team was captured, and later he escaped from the barbarian camp alone, and because of this, he was subjected to military law, and was reduced to a low-level guard, and started all over again."

Huxue was thinking about the past, with a long expression on his face, looking out the window at the gradually rising sun.

"After several years of criticism, he was once again promoted to general because of his military merits. All promotions in the army are based on his military merits in battle. Even if there are any rumors, it still does not affect his standing out," He Xuhong said. "Everyone knows how he guarded the borders of Yandi as a general for more than ten years. I think, but because he dared to make a decision and enter the camp alone before he was a weaker champion, his youthful courage is enough to show his courage. Resolute, naturally handsome, until later he was called a rare and excellent general."

"As for the things that happened later, I know a little bit about the inside story, and I really don't know the ins and outs, but I firmly believe that it is a character. The opportunity of the clan, after being under the rule of the Yan Kingdom for so long, it is time to restore the land."

He Xujun listened carefully, and there was an unknown expression in his eyes. After his father finished speaking, he lowered his eyebrows and said slowly: "... I really can't tell... my child saw his behavior is cold, and thought he was treating others. Harassing, I have suffered troubles in the past, and what I am doing now, I can't help but contain a bit of resentment for revenge..."

Hu Xuhong smiled faintly, wiped his beard, and said: "You are still young, so you may not be able to see what traces people can leave after going through all kinds of things. These are not visible with the eyes, they are all hidden in words and deeds. After the twigs of manners."

He Xujun then laughed and said, "I think my father's words and deeds are a bit like Yan people's scholars..."

He Xuyi looked at her and laughed loudly: "This is a joke for the father... If you say these Yan people are elegant, you should think that your fourth uncle was proficient in the past. We Hu Qiang are not interested in this, and occasionally take out what I listened to at the beginning. A few words from here can fool you a few words..."

Hu Xuyun then grinned, adding some lively vitality to his cheeks, which was bold.While talking and laughing, she glanced at the stone-encrusted mozzarella knife again, and said: "It's not difficult to say what my father was worried about just now, isn't there a former soldier of the Yan Kingdom in our clan? Since he has this ability, he is naturally familiar with Yan people's tricks, and then let him compete with you to clarify."

"You mean Jia Sheng?" He Xuhong was stunned, "That's right, I've been discussing with Chou Ri before, and I forgot that they are considered to be in the same place..."

"Speaking of Jia Sheng, the boy is here today because of his work."

"how?"

"Boy, I heard that you want Jia Sheng to go to Yancheng?"

"Yes," He Xuyi said, "Chou Ri has developed several kinds of bows and crossbows. We Hu Qiang's current craftsmen can't make them. We need to use local crafts and craftsmen from Yan State. It happens that Jia Sheng came from Yan State and came to Yan State. It's also more convenient."

"The child feels wrong."

"Ok?"

He Xujun said: "During the days when Jia Sheng came to Hu Qiang, the people of the same clan did not get along well."

"His blood is not here, and the clansmen have always been xenophobic, which is inevitable," He Xuxu sighed, "but he is not like a hater, and his identity and history are all vague, and I can't guarantee him for sure."

He Xujun continued: "But the boy thought that even though he had sincerely intended to join Hu Qiang when he first came to Hu Qiang, he had frequent disputes with his clansmen these few days. If it delays the family's business, it will not be worth the loss."

He Xuyi said: "But the person who can reach Yan today, after thinking about it, he is the most suitable... Based on my experience of knowing people, I don't think this young man is malicious in my heart, although he looks a bit cold, But it is also enough to reveal his true nature... He and Qiu Ri are the same kind of person, Ah Jun cannot judge who he is just by looking at his words and deeds for a while."

He Xujun retorted: "The Hulan tribe used to stay peacefully in the clan. Father, did you ever think that they also had secret schemes to seek personal gain, and they didn't notice for a while, and now there is such a big battle. The same clan All the people in the world may leave their hearts to this point, not to mention that he is a foreigner who once served as a Yan general? He is different from Qiu Ri. At least you are familiar with Qiu Ri's past experiences, but Jia Sheng, he came here rashly, you know him How much? At that time, Podoro Santo had all sorts of harsh judgments on him in terms of his own interests, but after all these things, isn’t there nothing doubtful about him at all?”

Hu Xuhong frowned: "The order has already been ordered, I heard that he is leaving today... Knowing people is always extremely difficult, it is better to let him finish this matter first and then talk about other things."

"Even if it's the father, don't let him be responsible alone," Huxun said, "The boy came here this morning, just to say that I intend to go with him. It's also convenient, and let the boy try him by the way." What kind of person is he, how is he?"

He Xuyu thought for a while and said: "...It's okay, but since you have such suspicions, you have to be more careful, after all, he is more familiar with the structure of Yan Kingdom than you."

"My son has a sense of propriety," Huxun nodded, "Since this is the case, my son will go and talk to him now."

Hu Xuyi nodded heavily, and said, "It's better to be careful."

"En." He Xuyun responded, and then strode out of the hall.

Yi Teng, who was leaning on the gate of the palace, saw the figure rushing forward, and greeted him, "Princess! I'm leaving in such a hurry!"

"Well," He Xuyun replied inadvertently in a quick step, "take good care of the father in the king's city!"

The rising sun in the morning affects the covering clouds everywhere, turning them into clusters of red fires, reflecting the golden avenue where the woman is running straight.

Under the shade of Huidan Mountain, the grassland is vast, and there are winding paths trampled by horseshoes in the dark yellow grass roots, which have scars and smoke scars on the road skin.

At this time, there were two horses driving side by side in the road. The leader had a gray cloak with a hood covering most of his face. The horse's head was slightly forward, and the man behind was slightly lower in stature, with short brown hair and short brown hair. Wear a felt hat.

The person behind pulled the rein and said, "Where is this going?"

The person in front also slowed down, with a hoarse voice like an old man: "The war in Jingzhou was peaceful before, and the guards must have been stricter when entering the city. .”

Hearing the words, the people behind turned their heads to look at the back of the man's blindfolded head, and said, "Have you been here before?"

"been."

Along the way, the people in front were reticent and quiet, but the man in the felt hat behind gritted his teeth and followed up on his horse, saying, "Jia Cheng, I have a rough accent, if I enter the city for a while, I will pretend to be dumb and keep silent."

"know."

Huxun tilted his head to look at him, and the young man stared ahead, calmly.

She couldn't help raising her eyebrows and asked, "You didn't ask why I followed you all the way?"

"know."

Fu Chen opened his mouth lightly, his eyes still looking at the road ahead.

"Know what?" He Xuyun's expression also fell silent.

"Jia doesn't ask for trust at all."

Fu Chen straightened his body, holding the rein in his hand, the east wind blew against his cheeks, and got into his cloak, which hurt him a lot.

He continued: "But now Jia is alone, no matter what the princess questions, Jia has nothing to say."

Huxun stared at him for a moment, then turned his head and snorted lightly: "So all the warriors of Yan Kingdom are like this?"

"I grew up in Hu Qiang. I don't like the excitement, and I seldom visit Yandi. If you count the Yan people who have talked a lot, Qiu Ri is one, and you are one. But looking at you, I have been acquainted for a long time. It's not Yandi's so-called gentleman's demeanor, but they are just some dumb people who talk in a twisting manner and like to hide."

Fu Chen remained silent, and had no intention of opening his mouth to speak.

He thought in his heart, how can he be called Yan people?

"Really?" He Xuyun wanted to provoke him to say something, but when he saw his cold expression again, he couldn't help saying, "I know you came here in a state of desperation, and I didn't intend to ask what happened, but you are always like this Being indifferent and repulsive will inevitably cause some clansmen to say that you are deep-minded and have ulterior motives... You know, the wolf spirit we believe in is first and foremost to maintain the unity of the entire ethnic group and family, and the second is to have a clear distinction between grievances and hatred, honesty and magnanimity, you are so out of place, You won't be here long."

"What about him?"

Fu Chen asked suddenly.

"Who?" He Xuyun was taken aback by his question.

Fu Chen paused for a moment, then said speciously: "...Chou...Ri."

"He?" He Xujun continued, "He was summoned by his father, and his identity is well known to his father, so he is naturally different from you. Podoro Santo can identify you as Yan Jiang, but he cannot identify you. In addition, the people of Yan are cunning, thanks to the father who is in charge to protect your life, if it were someone else, even with the mentality of missing a good general, they would definitely drive you to death."

Fu Chen hesitated and said, "Master Wolf knows his identity?"

He Xuyun was stunned for a while, turned his head, and said calmly: "You met him before?"

Fu Chen fell into silence again.

He Xujun continued: "You are all from Yan, it would not be surprising if you have met them."

"I have seen."

"Where did you see it?"

"Barracks."

Huxun stared at him: "Then you also know who he is?"

Fu Chen met her gaze this time: "The princess knows who he is?"

Huxue stopped the horse, and Fu Chen also pulled the rein to stop at the same place.

The two looked at each other, He Xujun tightened the reins, his eyes were sharp, he paused for a while, and then he said: "...the whole family only knows about me and my father, as a Yan general, you have seen him huh?"

Fu Chen nodded calmly.

Huxun looked at him for a week, then rode forward again, and when he passed by him, he said in a low voice: "Now that I know, no matter what your previous position is, I will put this matter to the bottom of my heart, if it comes from you , you just have to think about it for yourself.”

Fu Chen rode his horse and followed closely, saying: "The princess is too worried."

The speed of the two slowed down, and He Xuyun said: "I heard from my father earlier that Qiu Ri didn't know you before."

Fu Chen lowered his eyes and said: "Jia joined the army late, when he joined the army three years ago...he had already been dismissed as the Red Armor's commander due to illness."

"You became a general after three years in the army?" He Xuyun glanced at him, "It seems that your skill is even better than that of Qiu Ri."

"Princess is too famous," Fu Chen said, "Yan Guo is light on martial arts, but anyone with some family background will not join the army. Jia only fought often when he was a child, and he practiced some unscrupulous kung fu before he joined the army." I had a foothold here. Later, by chance, I was appreciated by others."

"Fight often?" He Xuyun chewed and said, "I see that although you are skilled, you don't speak or behave like a stubborn person who mingles among the crowd."

"Don't fight with people."

"Ok?"

"Fight with the beast."

"Beast? What kind of beast? Yan Guo also has a lot of wild animals like us Hu Qiang?" Seeing that he had the intention to speak, He Xuyun continued to ask.

"I was born in the borderlands, and I lived in the mountains and forests for a few years when I was young." Fu Chen replied.

He Xuyun knew that since he came here alone, his parents must be dead and he had no relatives, so he asked again: "... I see that your hair is white, and your voice is hoarse... This kind of abnormality... shouldn't be born Did you come here?"

"Due to poisoning."

The young man's words were concise and steady, which made He Xuyun stunned. She whispered: "...What kind of poison? Is there a solution?"

"No, and there is no need." Fu Chen answered any question.

Hu Xuyun swallowed the words that she wanted to ask again, but she couldn't open her mouth in the silence.

Fu Chen turned his head and looked at her. The woman's eyebrows were long and horizontal, and they were folded at the end of the eyebrows. They were delicate and strong, and she was refined and handsome that Yannv didn't have. Even though she still had a little childishness, He already has a decisive and calm look that is not inferior to a man.

He looked sideways at her, and said lightly, "Princess, you don't have to be careful about testing me. Although I have no intention of revealing many things, I never deliberately concealed them."

Huxun felt the sight on the right and couldn't help looking back.The young man's voice was calm, his tone was calm, and his expression was calm. Compared with the day when he first arrived at Hu Qiang and fought against each other, the young man was less gloomy and quiet.And in this consistent indifference, careful observation, clear magnanimity and fearless calmness, even when touching on the past experience, he can't see his color changing, so what would he yearn for?

"Then why...why did you abandon Yan and follow Hu?" He Xuyun hesitated, "You don't seem like someone who does rebellious things."

"How do you know?" Fu Chen asked back.

He Xujun said: "Podoro Santo rebelled against Hu Qiang because he had selfishness in his heart and wanted to gain personal gain under the banner of justice. You can endure all the hardships in the past, and you shouldn't be like him who is obsessed with profit-seeking."

"Princess, Jia doesn't care about the past. It's not because he has no selfishness, maybe it's because he has greater selfishness." Fu Chen's eyes were quiet, and he looked up at the round sun in the sky, burning hot, "Jia The reason why I came here is the same as what I said before, that is to attack Yan together with you. If you ask the reason again... Yanman can't tolerate me, the princess thinks there is no way for Jia to retreat?"

He Xujun bowed his head and said: "You can find a place in Yancheng to settle down, marry a wife and have children, and still live in peace."

Fu Chen seemed to smile lightly, flashed it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Impossible, I knew it was impossible a few years ago, and it's even more impossible now. Some things... need an explanation before I can feel at ease .”

"...I don't believe that there are people who are really willing to risk their lives in muddy waters." Huxun sighed.

"Jia is such a weird person," Fu Chen said, "Maybe there is not only one like Jia."

The voice of the old man was like a decadent old man whispering in his ears, and Huxue caught a glimpse of a few white hairs in his cloak that were blown by the wind, twisted and twisted, which confused her just like this young man.

And after all, she didn't want to ask any more questions. If one person is willing to probe another person with her heart, she will stop here for the time being.Maybe when her momentary unspeakable pity dissipated, it would be a new situation.

Huxun blinked her eyes, and the cold wind blew away the countless thoughts that had been disturbing her just now.She looked at the roadside, gradually abandoning the barren weeds and replacing them with clumps of green shoots.Not far away is no longer a withered yellow pasture, but a large golden wheat field.

"Should this be the country of Yan?" He Xuyun asked.

Fu Chen also saw the wheat field, and said, "It's not far away."

The two rushed on horseback and rode to the gate of Linchuan City. As expected, there was a guard guarding it. There were not many people coming and going at this time.

Fu Chen dismounted, and He Xujun followed him. He pulled the rein and stepped forward, and said in a low voice, "Just follow me."

The sun hurts the eyes, the guard squinted his eyes and glanced left and right. It was rare to see two people leading their horses towards the city gate. He straightened up immediately and asked, "Where did you come from? What are you doing in the city?"

He walked in and took a closer look, and the leader was wearing a gray cloak with his hood covering his eyebrows, only his eyes and slightly pale cheeks were visible, and he opened his mouth and said: "Hello, sir, I am going to accompany my young master outside the city." Horse racing in the countryside, and I came here from Lincheng Wuling to buy medicine."

With a rough and intermittent voice, Bingwei couldn't help but frowned, and said, "Is this voice natural to you?"

"I was seriously ill when I was young, and my voice was disabled."

Heibei turned his head to look at the person behind him. He had a handsome face, and he was indeed not like the children of ordinary families.

"Which one?"

"The Chao family in the east of Wuling City."

The soldier lowered his head when he saw the answer, and noticed something strange, and said, "Take off your hat."

The man in front of him didn't show any hesitation, he raised his hand and took off the hood on his head, the wind lifted his black and white hair, the soldier looked at his young eyebrows, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and suddenly said: "You are a barbarian !"

Fu Chen said indifferently: "It's a barbarian slave fostered by the family."

The soldier looked at the person behind him again, He Xuyun tightened his eyes slightly, and silently greeted him, Fu Chen continued: "Our young master is dumb, if you have any doubts, you can go to Chao's house to question him."

The young man in front of him looked at him with calm eyes, his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, and he did not show any panic.

The heat was about to rise at noon, and the soldier didn't want to entangle him too much, so he said, "Go in."

Fu Chen nodded to him: "Thank you, sir."

Then he led his horse into the city, and Huxue followed closely.

Pedestrians between the border towns are sparse and in a hurry, merchants on the road are followed by pack carts, sacks and livestock hoofs are raising smoke and dust on the dirt road, in the hot atmosphere of the sun, it has become a yellowish old place. book.

Fu Chen parked his horse in front of a shop. The street was lined with low gray old one-story houses. Looking around, he could only see a red-edged wine flag hanging at the door of a shop, with some stains on the edges.

He Xujun followed behind him, looked around, and saw that the shop was squeezed between an alley and the grain shop, and three thick wooden bars supported a piece of dark red coarse cloth covering the courtyard, which coincidentally blocked the view from above.Next to the sheltered steps, there is a bamboo and wood reclining chair, on which a person is sleeping with his eyes closed.

She noticed in her heart that the place of the shop was old and there was not even a plaque on the front. Just as she was wondering, the person in front stopped beside the horse and said in a low voice: "The princess is outside first, I will go in and talk to him."

Huxun subconsciously glanced at him defensively, then turned his gaze back.

Fu Chen didn't miss what she was thinking, and said instead: "No, the princess will come with me."

Huxun nodded and followed, and whispered, "Are you sure this is it?"

Fu Chen replied: "Although private manufacturing of weapons is tacitly approved by the government, due to the previous prohibition, I still dare not display them in public, but I know the location in private."

He walked to the door, glanced at the indistinct black, half-turned and said to the person on the recliner: "Dare to ask, is the owner of this shop?"

The young craftsman was sleeping soundly, when he suddenly heard an old low voice coming through the hall in his dream, seeing that it was the master walking out of the room and admonishing him for being lazy, he woke up suddenly.

"Hmm..." He frowned and opened his eyes. There was indeed a figure above him, but his figure was obviously taller. Under the gray cloak, he was wearing ordinary short brown clothes, but he was an unfamiliar figure.

The craftsman wiped his face with his hands, looked up and met a pair of deep silent eyes, standing aside without showing any signs of impatience, just watched him quietly.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" He sat up straight from the chair and stood up stiffly.

"I want to make a crossbow." The visitor said straight to the point.

The little craftsman let out a sigh of relief, and turned around from the hazy dream just now. After hearing the words, he glanced at the face of the visitor again. It seemed that he was about the same age as him. There was a strange feeling in his heart, so he didn't ask any more questions. He asked, "What kind of crossbow? What size do you want?"

Fu Chen threw a stack of hemp paper in his hand.

The little craftsman reached out to take it, turned it over, and said strangely: "This picture is very fresh, I have never seen such a crossbow before..."

"Can it be done?"

He stared at the picture for a while, but Fu Chen didn't urge him. After a long silence, the little craftsman said: "The design of your sockets is strange, I... probably can't."

Fu Chen didn't say much, just rolled the drawing from his hand, turned his head and walked out.Huxun stood a few steps behind and turned around when he saw this.

After only two steps, a voice came from behind him again:

"Hey! Don't worry!"

The little craftsman stepped upside down and stopped him, took a breath, and said: "I said I probably can't do it, but my master should be able to do it."

"Should?" Fu Chen looked at him a little coldly, and after repeating it, he still wanted to take a step.

"Oh, don't worry!" The little craftsman stretched out his hand to stop him, "My master is a well-known craftsman in Linchuan, if he can't do it, it's useless for you to find another home in the city."

Fu Chen turned his head and said, "Who is your master?"

The little craftsman led him into the house and said, "Are you from another place?"

The people around him didn't speak, the little craftsman was still sleepy, he was led in, and he didn't bother to get close, walked through a dark path behind the door, and then raised a curtain, there were a few small table boards in the cabin behind the curtain, this cabin The decoration is simple, and there are piles of various iron scraps everywhere. The only place with light leads to the farther backyard, and there is no door.

The little craftsman turned his head and glanced at the two: "You two sit here first, and I will call my master over."

He bowed his head, stepped through the bright opening, and walked towards the backyard.He Xujun watched behind Fu Chen, his eyes kept rolling, he was about to say something, but recalled that the scene here was not right, so he kept silent, seeing that Fu Chen was still standing there, He remained motionless, his long shadow covered the empty door, and after a while, the sound of footsteps came from behind his shadow.

When the little craftsman came back, he leaned over to beckon a short old man behind him. The man's hair was unkempt, disheveled from the chin to the ears, his eyes were cloudy, and his eyebrows were thick and long.He was dressed in black with gray and short brown, and his sleeves were tied up deliberately, and his hands were still stained with ash that fell into the air below.

"You are the one who will make the crossbow?"

Fu Chen handed over the hemp paper with both hands.

The old craftsman didn't answer, looked at Fu Chen, and said, "What is it for?"

"It's used by prey in the mountains and forests," Fu Chen replied calmly, "Someone in the family knows some ingenious techniques, so he changed the crossbow style to see if it can be done."

The old craftsman looked down at the things in the young man's hand, and caught a glimpse of a strong wrist bone exposed by the young man's hand, with fine white marks all over it.He turned his eyes lightly, and reached out to take the wad of hemp paper.

Fu Chen stood silently in front of the craftsman, just now the young craftsman moved to the side of the old craftsman to look at the hemp paper together, and pointed to several places on it and whispered something to the old craftsman.

The old craftsman took the hemp paper and looked at it for a long time, turned it back and forth several times, then raised his head and said, "I can't do it."

Fu Chen glanced at the little craftsman, and nodded to the old craftsman calmly, intending to step forward to take the blueprint.

The old craftsman evaded for a while, and said to him: "Young man, I don't think you should go anywhere else."

"Why?"

The old craftsman took two steps to the side, randomly chose a bench and sat down, looked at him leisurely, and said: "The crossbow you remade in the picture, the string length of the crossbow body is close to the edge of the overall force strength of the continuous crossbow. , the number of crossbow arrows it can carry is several times higher than that of ordinary continuous crossbows. It can be seen that the person who designed this crossbow wanted to maximize its power and strength, and insisted on firing multiple arrows in succession to kill the recipient... If you It is said that these crossbows are purely for prey..."

The old craftsman paused, and the tone of the ending sound slightly raised.

Fu Chen didn't change his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "How?"

The old craftsman looked directly at Fu Chen, his tone became colder, and said: "According to what you said, hunting is for competitive entertainment, not for hunting artifacts. I just don't know what kind of wolf-hearted wild animal it is, it is worth such a big fight like you to make these ineffective drudgery?"

"You are wrong."

The young man looked calm, and hissed back: "Wolf and dog, one is united with relatives, the other is loyal, both are spiritual animals worthy of admiration in the mountains and forests."

Huxun raised her head quietly behind, the tall and tall young man in front of her still blocked the light in front of her eyes.

"The reason why the autocratic equipment is for the truly vicious wild animals, 'wolf heart and dog lung' is really a compliment... It should be called a heartless and lungless thing."

Hearing this, the old craftsman was stunned for a moment, then became a little interested, raised his eyebrows and said: "Since you have no heart and lungs, and of course you won't live long, why should you waste all your efforts..."

"Ordinary hunting is indeed the joy of competition, but if there are wild animals who take the initiative to provoke, naturally they will not let them run wild."

"Just as you said," said the old craftsman, with the corner of his mouth twitched and one eye closed, "Those tough wild animals come to harass you, and if you repel them... I'm looking at you! The designs are somewhat vicious to kill the other side."

Fu Chen lowered his eyes, and said calmly: "The people who designed this crossbow did not have any intentions to frame poison, but to do what is normal. There are dangers in the world, there are those who endure humiliation, and those who counterattack and meet them, they are all forced by the situation." Helpless to make a choice, and the latter is not brave to the enemy, but has kept his share from beginning to end."

The old craftsman paused for a moment, then sneered, and said: "...Tianchang...huh, what a big breath! I have never seen you in the city before, which family are you from?"

"It's from Lincheng Wuling."

"Which one is in Wuling?"

"The Chao family in the east of the city."

"Your name is Chao?"

"No, just a bunch of idle day laborers."

"Hey, are the little workers talking so well now?" The old craftsman said to himself, and then said, "Listening to your words, you seem to be a literate man, but you don't seem to be a servant of any family."

Fu Chen stood in the same place without saying a word, and heard the old craftsman say again: "I also tell you the truth, according to the design of your crossbow, no matter what you use it for, once the craftsmen who make the utensils have learned this method, they will definitely be able to use it." If it spreads to the army of Yan State, if this design is popularized again, the benefits for our group of craftsmen will be small, but if it is extended to the army, it will definitely be a more tragic disaster."

"What Master said is," the little craftsman next to him interjected, "You are also from the city. The war on the border has destroyed our daily rest, and the deep forests and fields are full of dead bodies that have not been cleaned up. You are not the one to clean up these things. Naturally, I don't know the tragedy..."

"Wars do not start with weapons, nor do they end with weapons," Fu Chen said, "Besides, if you are willing to try, since you have such thoughts, naturally you will not vent it to others, and don't say Let the people in the army know."

The old craftsman flipped the hemp paper back and forth, and said: "You are right, but there must be someone in the army who has increased the base and lightened the enemy because of the improvement of weapons. It is as if I got a new anvil and wanted to I took some iron materials to try, but unexpectedly the iron was old and the heat was not good, wasting the materials and wasting the new anvil... I don't like soldiers in war, and I don't want to see a group of soldiers Spilling blood in front of the house—”

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and tore open the hemp paper.

Fu Chen's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he hurried to stop him, he was able to stop the movement of the old craftsman's hand, the thin hemp paper on it had been torn into two pieces, he snatched it back.

Huxun also leaned forward, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help making a sound, but the young man turned his head and looked at her. She watched silently as the young man gathered up the torn hemp paper again, and faced the old craftsman, with his back on his back. Still straight.

"If it's an ordinary guy, you can do as much as you want, but if you want to do this, I'm sorry I can't do it, young man, you should also think about what I just said," the old craftsman said first, "You just now Those words are beautiful, but I think that 'heartless and lungless' person is talking about yourself? You speak righteously in your words, but you are so ruthless in your actions."

The old craftsman shook his head again and said: "When you are young, don't do this kind of fighting. The country of Yan doesn't value martial arts, so if you don't talk about it, you will add a useless hostility... It's not as good as Follow me to strike iron."

The little craftsman picked up the conversation and said with a smile: "Either follow my brother and the others to farm..."

"Farewell." Fu Chen put away the hemp paper and said calmly.

Fu Chen turned around, met Huxun's eyes, and then quickly walked to the corridor where he had just come.

He Xuyun glanced back at the master and apprentice, then hurried forward a few steps, catching up with Fu Chen's footsteps, before she could leave, she grabbed his sleeve.

In the dim light, Fu Chen turned his head silently, unable to see He Xuyun's expression clearly, only heard the conversation between two people in the room again.

Fu Chen stopped walking, in the middle of the corridor, the other side led to the entrance of the street, Huxun put down his sleeves.

"...Actually, it's barely..."

"Barely a fart! You stinky... don't mix it up..."

"...What's wrong in the army...no...there is another general who is... about my age... all married... the daughter of the Prime Minister's family... called... Tang..."

"...turmoil... barbarians and barbarians..."

"...beg in danger..."

"Give me... some... blacksmithing..."

Huxun frowned, trying to hear something, but saw the young man who had stopped suddenly move again, walking towards the inner room just now.

The young man went back and forth, the two people sitting on the bench were stunned for a moment, they didn't understand why, but they saw the young man said: "I don't want to hide it from you, I am a soldier in the red armored guards."

As soon as this remark came out, the two of them were really surprised. Huxun, who followed behind, was also taken aback when he heard this remark, and looked at him nervously.

"The machine crossbow designed is already a task assigned by the general above. It doesn't matter whether you agree or not whether it will be manufactured or not."

The little craftsman was stunned, and the old craftsman pursed his lips and said, "When will it be our turn to make the military equipment?... You don't have to use this to lie to me."

"There are reasons above for not handing it over to the officials, and I can't just tell you about it," Fu Chen said, "If you are willing to give it a try, you will naturally have to give money back."

"That's not necessary. The soldiers risk their lives, and I don't have any silver in the army." The old craftsman changed his voice and looked at him again, "It's just... if you insist on me making... Talk, I only have one request."

"what?"

"You let the person who drew the picture come to see me in person, let him talk to me."

"Why?" Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, and his voice gradually deepened.

The old craftsman said: "Don't worry about it, I'll just talk to him."

Fu Chen paused, then continued: "I drew this picture."

The old craftsman couldn't help laughing: "Little baby, I haven't reached the point of being old and blind this year, so why are you rushing to try me?"

"You don't believe it?" Fu Chen straightened his back and went up again.