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Xiao Yi's hand unconsciously exerted a little force, and deep wrinkles appeared on the edge of the silk paper immediately.

Seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, Mrs. Fang hurriedly said: "Ayi, if there is something wrong with Luoyue City, you should go back first. Ayue will stay here for a few more days."

Xiao Yi smiled and said freely, "Grandfather, don't worry, it's not a big deal." He casually stuffed the silk paper into his sleeve pocket, waved at Wang Chaoyuan, and told him to step back.

The curtain was lowered, Xiao Yi smiled and squeezed a carved plum into Nangong Yue's mouth.

Grandpa Fang stroked his beard and smiled happily. He knew that Xiao Yi was measured, and since he was not in a hurry, it was obviously not a big deal.

With an order, the carriage continued to move forward, with a clear goal to go to the western suburbs.

Today they are going to the smelting workshop located in the western suburbs of Heyu City.

This is only one of the Fang's dozens of smelting workshops, but it is the most important one. Almost half of the Fang's best masters are here.

The smelting workshop is unavoidable, and the noise is constant, so the Fang family deliberately set up the smelting workshop in a small village about five or six miles away from Heyu City. The people living in this small village are basically blacksmiths working in the smelting workshop, as well as their relatives.

Along the way, Mr. Fang gave a general introduction to the smelting workshop.

Nangong Yue had never been to a smelting workshop before, and was very excited to hear it.

There were bursts of laughter from the carriage, and Mr. Zhao, who was accompanying him outside, was a little embarrassed when he heard Mr. Fang's hearty laughter.

The smelting workshop was not far away anyway, so the driver simply slowed down and moved forward steadily.

In the spring field, the birds and flowers are fragrant, and the water is gurgling, which makes everyone feel very relaxed.

About half an hour later, Director Zhao pointed to the front and said, "Old man, it's almost there... it's just ahead."

Thrush raised a corner of the curtain curiously, looked out, and found the location of the smelting workshop at a glance.

It's not because of how good her eyes are, but it's just now, and logically speaking, the time to leave the fire is still far away, but in a village in front, there are curls of gray smoke rising...

When the carriage got closer, I could vaguely hear the sound of beating and beating...

A middle-aged steward of the smelting workshop had long been waiting there with a few masters. When the steward saw Xiao Yi and Mrs. Fang coming, he went up to greet them.

After some greetings, Director Zhao introduced the middle-aged butler surnamed Zhang to everyone, and then instructed: "Steward Zhang, the old lady and Shizi want to look around here, you should lead the way."

"Yes Yes!"

The steward of that chapter repeatedly agreed, and bowed to make a plea.

The smelting workshop is at the back of the village, and Steward Zhang leads the way while introducing the village to everyone.

This village is called Tiemen Village. At this time, the men are all working in the smelting workshop, so the village is empty, and only occasionally see one or two women in their yard or tending the vegetable field or sitting and sewing. Yi looked at Xiao Yi and his party with curiosity.

The closer you got to the smelting workshop behind, the louder and louder the beating sound, and gradually, even the surrounding air became scorching hot.

Passing through the village, I saw a row of smoky bungalows in front of them. There were about dozens of them neatly arranged together. At first glance, they covered an area of ​​at least ten acres.

Director Zhang pointed to the row of bungalows and said, "Old man, Shizi, the row of houses over there are all forging houses."

During the conversation, they came to one of the bungalows. The huge room was steaming like a huge stove, and inside it were dozens of shirtless, sweaty big men standing in a seat with a hand-pulled bellows. In front of the stove, holding a hammer, beating and beating...

clang! clang! clang!

The hammering sound continued, as if it was knocking on their hearts, this scene had an inexplicable shocking force in Nangong Yue's eyes.

Just a small hammer can forge all kinds of iron tools for daily use, and even all kinds of weapons. It is incredible to think about it.

Steward Zhang remarked respectfully: "The batch of iron arrows newly ordered by Shi Ziye has been completed yesterday, and it is 180,000 yuan, and the last 20,000 yuan is still missing. The blacksmiths are rushing to make them. I don't know if the old man and Shizi want Why don't you go take a look first?"

Zhang Guanshi was a little fortunate. He only learned yesterday that Shi Ziye was going to come to the smelting workshop with the old man. Fortunately, the old man explained that the military supplies in the southern border are the most important. They are all giving priority to catching these iron arrows.

Xiao Yi was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Grandfather, it's a coincidence, Zhu Xing said that they will ship 100,000 taels of silver tomorrow. It happened to be paid with one hand and delivery with the other." He smiled and glanced at Nangong Yue. At a glance, thanks to his stinky girl who found him a silver mine, he gave birth to a cornucopia, and he would not have to worry about military funds for the time being.

Grandpa Fang laughed and said, "Ayi, is your grandfather still afraid that you won't be able to escape? ... And this batch of iron arrows is the iron ore you made. Grandfather will charge you the most money for processing. Where does it cost 50,000 taels?"

"Grandfather, I only got 250 stone iron ore, which is far from enough for 200,000 iron arrows." The 250 stone iron stone was deceived by Nangong Yue from Baiyue. But these iron ore can only make less than 100,000 iron arrows, and the rest are due to Mr. Fang's credit.

Grandpa Fang said helplessly: "Even so, Yi, 100,000 taels of silver is too much!"

Zhang Guanshi was a little surprised. He thought that this batch of Iron Ya Shizi produced a lot of iron ore, and the Fang family would make it for Shizi for free. In this case, Shizi is the grandson of the old man; The stronger the Xinjiang army is, the stronger the southern border is. The southern border has been fighting year after year for the past three years. Although it has been victorious, the southern border has also suffered a lot. As a southern border, it is also necessary to contribute to the southern border army.

It turns out that this prince is such a person with a clear distinction between public and private!

With such an upright mind, it is no wonder that the people in southern Xinjiang are saying that the prince is not like the prince, but more like the deceased prince.

"Grandfather, do you see me as someone who will suffer?" Xiao Yi smiled and joked to Mrs. Fang, "Next, I have to make a new batch of iron arrows..." He raised his head The right hand made a gesture, and the bamboo behind immediately opened the bamboo tube in his hand, opened the lid, took out a rolled parchment, and handed it to Xiao Yi.

"Grandfather, this is the new iron arrow..."

The new iron arrow? Could it be...

Grandpa Fang glanced at Xiao Yi and saw him winking at him with a smile. He immediately realized that the design of these new iron arrows must have come from the hands of Marquis An Yi!

Mr. Fang immediately became interested. Whether it was the original design of the repeating crossbow, or the new alloy he developed for the arrows used in the repeating crossbow, they all proved how amazing Guan Yubai was. talent!

I don't know what incredible surprise he will give this time. !

This is not the place to talk.

Mr. Fang raised his eyes and asked the steward Zhang: "Steward Zhang, find a place where we can talk. Also, call Zhang Zhu!"

"Yes, old man." Manager Zhang hurriedly responded, ordered a servant to call someone, and then led the crowd to a hall, and ordered the servants to serve them hot tea and snacks.

After a while, the servant who went to call someone earlier brought Zhang Zhu into the hall.

Zhang Zhu was wearing a grey bunt. The weather in early spring was obviously still a little cold, but Zhang Zhu's dark forehead was covered with sweat, and his cheeks were flushed. At first glance, he knew that he had just arrived from the forging room. .

Manager Zhang's face twitched, and Zhang Zhuo didn't clean up and came back. Isn't this look neglecting the distinguished guests? !

Xiao Yi didn't take it seriously. He was originally an informal person and was impatient with the red tape.

Furthermore, he was looking for this cast to study Tie Ya's blueprint, not to be arty, and it didn't matter what the other party was wearing.

After Zhang Zhu saluted Mrs. Fang, Xiao Yi and others, Xiao Yi greeted him, "Zhang Zhu, come and look at this drawing." Xiao Yi said and spread the drawing on the round table.

Zhang Zhu strode over, looked down at the drawing, saw the doorway, and blurted out, "Blood tank!"

The blood groove is a groove located on the ridge of the sword or on the surface of the blade. It is mainly used for bloodletting after piercing into the human body or animal body, which can increase the lethality of the weapon; on the other hand, the blood groove can also reduce the damage of the knife and the blade. Weight, for the user, is to reduce the burden, and for the caster, it can save a lot of iron.

However, of course, the blood tank also has its shortcomings, that is, it will weaken the strength of the weapon itself.

This disadvantage is more obvious on smaller weapons. Compared with swords, the iron arrows used in repeating crossbows are much lighter, so this disadvantage is naturally more significant.

However, the design in front of him was different. The blood slot drawn on it was not a conventional one, but a very special arc structure. Although Zhang Zhu has never made such an iron arrow, does that mean he can't watch it? ! Once the arc-shaped blood slot as in the design drawing is used on the iron arrow, the adverse effect of the blood slot on the iron arrow will be minimized, and its power to kill the enemy will be more exerted.

"Wonderful, really wonderful." Zhang Zhu stared at the drawing without blinking, his eyes burning as if he wanted to burn two holes in the parchment.

The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth twitched, this person is indeed a connoisseur.

"Zhang Zhu," Xiao Yi said again, "could you make this kind of arrow?"

Zhang Zhu didn't answer immediately, but stared at the drawing for a while, his mouth moved slightly, and Zhang Guanshi, who was watching, was a little anxious, and called out as a reminder: "Master Zhang..."

Only then did Zhang Zhu sluggishly come back to his senses, and respectfully clasped his fists and said, "Sir, you can give it a try if you are young, but it will take at least an hour or two if you are young..."

Zhang Zhu looked at the drawing with nostalgia. The handwriting was obviously different. For some reason, this drawing gave him a familiar feeling. He almost wanted to blurt out whether the new alloy was also conceived by the same person. ?

If there is a chance, to be able to discuss with this person, it must be of great benefit to one's forging skills!

Although he thought so in his heart, he did not dare to ask rashly.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, but it was faster than he expected, so he said, "Zhang Zhu, take this blueprint with you, and make a sample for me to see first!" The implication is to wait for Zhang Zhu here. Forge the sample.

Zhang Zhu replied casually, and his mind ran to the blueprint again.

This Zhang Zhu! Manager Zhang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly asked the servant to take Zhang Zhu away.

It was past noon now.

After Zhang Guan asked Mrs. Fang, he set up a table of sumptuous meals in the side hall next door. Although the craftsmanship is not as good as that of the chefs in Fangfu and the restaurant, but the ingredients are fresh and the vegetables are grown in the vegetable fields by the village. Yes, the chicken, duck, and fish are also raised by the villagers themselves, which are delicious and delicious.

After they had lunch and drank hot tea to digest their food, an hour passed. Manager Zhang was a little anxious, and was wondering if he should order the servants to take a look. At this moment, he heard a rush of footsteps outside...

Looking at the sound, I saw Zhang Zhu and the servant who were sweating profusely walking towards this side. Zhang Zhu was holding a tray in his hand with a black arrow on it.

When the arrow was delivered to Xiao Yi, Manager Zhang became even more nervous, and watched Xiao Yi's expression without blinking.

Xiao Yi looked at the arrow carefully, rubbed the surface of the arrow carefully, observed the blood groove on the tip of the arrow, and then the corners of Xiao Yi's mouth twitched, showing satisfaction.

Manager Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: Although this Zhang Zhu is sloppy in his speech and actions, he is indeed a capable person...

Xiao Yi handed this new type of arrow to Zhuzi, and then ordered: "Bamboo, you order people to hurry up and send this iron arrow to Qingyunwu."

"Yes, Lord Shizi." Zhuzi took it respectfully.

Zhang Zhu, who was standing beside him, saw that the iron arrow he forged had been approved by the prince, and a simple and honest smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Yi directly placed an order for a batch of 200,000 arrows, and the 100,000 silver taels delivered tomorrow, in addition to paying off the previous batch, the rest will be regarded as a deposit. This is the way back to leave.

When I returned to Heyu City, it was just past Shin Shi.

Seeing that it was still early, Xiao Yi and Mrs. Fang decided to continue shopping.

Although Nangong Yue was dumbfounded by the way they were buying things, it was rare that Mrs. Fang was in such a good mood, so she responded graciously.

The three walked from the street to the end of the street, Fang left an incense shop, bought a bunch of spices, and then turned into a painting and calligraphy shop.

Nangong Yue and Mrs. Fang each picked out a few calligraphy and paintings and a few isolated copies, and the shopkeeper laughed from ear to ear. In the morning, the God of Wealth did not come to his shop. He still felt embarrassed. He didn’t expect that when the fortune came, he would not be able to escape. No, the God of Wealth was still here. calligraphy.

The shopkeeper greeted graciously: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, Mrs. Fang, I recently got a chessboard here. I heard that it was left by Qiao Yuanqing, the chess sage of the previous dynasty. I don't know..." He rubbed his hands together. Looking at the crowd expectantly.

The chessboard... If Nangong Yue has moved, she originally planned to pick some seal stones for Xiao Fei in Heyucheng, but she has not seen Heyanyuan. If she can bring Xiao Fei a good chessboard back, Xiao Fei will definitely Very happy.

She was about to speak out, but was snatched in front by Mrs. Fang: "Then take it out, I'll see!"

Nangong Yue looked at Mr. Fang in the wheelchair, and immediately understood that Mr. Fang also wanted to give this board to Xiao Fei.

The shopkeeper's response was repeated, and he instructed the man to fetch the chessboard.

At this moment, a deep male voice shouted from behind: "Uncle, isn't this uncle?"

Everyone followed the sound and saw that the three of them were walking into the shop under the leadership of the guy.

The three were two men and one woman. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing azurite brocade robes and short beards. Behind him was a young couple in their early twenties. The men were four or five similar, apparently father and son.

Grandpa Fang looked at the middle-aged man, squinted slightly, and hesitantly said, "Are you... Zi Ang?"

"Uncle, I am Zi'ang." The middle-aged man stepped up to the wheelchair of Mrs. Fang, and sighed, "Uncle, your nephew has also heard about it, that Fang Chengling is really hateful! ... But you didn't go there. Have you been to Luoyue City?"

Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi glanced at each other, and would call Mrs. Fang an uncle. Isn't that someone from the concubine's uncle's family?

As far as Nangong Yue knew, the uncle's family of the late princess was also well-known in this southern border, and it was one of the four great families in southern border - the An family.

"I just returned to Heyu City yesterday." Mrs. Fang looked at An Zian with some emotion. Since he "stroked" more than ten years ago, he may not have seen An's nephew for a long time.

Mrs. Fang calmed down and said to Xiao Yi, "Ayi, this is your mother's cousin, so you should also call him cousin."

An Zian's eyes fell on Xiao Yi, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "This is the prince, and he is really similar to his cousin!" As he spoke, his eyes turned red, showing a look of sadness.

Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue both stepped forward and greeted each other: "I have seen my cousin."

An Zian hurriedly avoided and returned the half salute.

Following this, An Zian introduced his son An Minzhong and his daughter-in-law Feng.

A group of juniors confronted each other and greeted each other.

An Minzhong is two years older than Xiao Yixu, so Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue also call each other cousin cousin.

After that, An Zian warmly said to the old man: "Uncle, I came to discuss a silk business with Minzhong and Yucheng this time. I didn't expect to meet Uncle and Yi here by chance."

Xiao Yi smiled without saying a word, he is not a fool, he knows this "coincidence" well.

Where did An Ziang know that he and Ah Yue accompanied his grandfather back to Heyu City, so he brought his son and daughter-in-law here to meet them by chance?

Otherwise, it would be enough for An Ziang to talk business with Yucheng and bring his son, why not even bring his daughter-in-law.

Xiao Yi didn't care, and said bluntly, in this southern border, with his identity, no matter where he went, there were naturally people who fawned over him.

At this age, Mr. Fang's heart is naturally transparent, but how can you say that the An family is indeed his wife's family, and his daughter's uncle's family is always related.

Grandpa Fang smiled open-mindedly and said, "Zi'ang, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. It's rare for us to meet here. Why don't you and Minzhong come with me to sit down in the house?"

Of course An Zian couldn't get what he wanted, so he hurriedly said, "That nephew is rude to bother my uncle." He said with a bit of nostalgia on his face. In the past, my aunt and cousin liked camellias the most. There were all kinds of camellias in the garden, and they bloomed together. It was really dizzying to see..."

Grandpa Fang also seemed to recall the past, his eyes were a little dazed for a while, and the deep thoughts were about to overflow from the bottom of his eyes...

At this time, the guy who just went in to get the board came out with a torreya board.

The shopkeeper looked at everyone busy recognizing relatives, and was worried that the business of this chessboard might not be done. Unexpectedly, Mr. Fang looked at the chessboard, but he decided to buy the chessboard immediately, and instructed the shopkeeper to send the calligraphy, paintings, orphans, and the chessboard to Fangfu.

The shopkeeper naturally agreed again and again, smiling and respectfully sending everyone onto the carriage.

The two carriages left the painting and calligraphy shop and galloped all the way to Fangfu.

When they returned to Fangfu, the sky was already half-light and half-dark, and a bleak silver moon was faintly visible in the dim sky.

Because she sent someone back to the house in advance to say that there was a visitor, Madam Gao hurriedly ordered the kitchen to prepare, and then set up a small flower hall to entertain the guests.

This meal was enjoyed by both the guests and the host, and Mrs. Fang and An Zian recalled a lot of past events. By the time the meal was over, it was already Liu Shaotou on the moon.

Seeing that it was getting late, Mrs. Fang asked An's father and son to stay in the mansion for a while, and ordered Mammy Gao to clean up the two guest houses for the An family.

After Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi returned to Qiwu Garden, Xiao Yi looked at her tired little face and said softly, "Stinky girl, wash up and rest." How closely the itinerary is arranged is also a coincidence.

But Nangong Yue pulled Xiao Yi's sleeve, she just remembered an incident in her previous life, and said with a complicated expression, "Ayi, how much do you know about the An family?"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!