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267. Chapter 267 The knife casting is completed and the cold iron knife is obtained(1/3)

267. Chapter 267 The casting knife is completed and the cold iron knife is obtained

Author: Moonlight for one dollar

Chapter 267 The casting knife is completed and the cold iron knife is obtained

The eunuchs looked at each other, and then one of them responded.

"Yeah!"

After saying that, the little eunuch ran out, but he did not go to pass the imperial edict, but instead came to Rongxi Palace, and then told Feng Rong about the decree of Yanting Mountain.

It turned out that during the period when Yantingshan was indulging in joy, Feng Rong had quietly bribed and replaced the people around him.

I guarantee that if there is any news, Feng Rong will be the first to learn it.

Now, after hearing what Yan Tingshan said, Feng Rong immediately said, "This matter will be put aside for now and do not let outsiders know."

"But your Majesty... how do I explain it?" asked the little eunuch.

"You just say that Yan Xizhao is not in the capital now. Anyway, he can no longer move. Can he still verify it?"

"yes!"

The little eunuch left, Feng Rong sat in front of the mirror and looked at the beautiful and charming self inside, and suddenly smiled.

"Your Majesty, don't blame me for being cruel. All of this was your own fault."

…………

Wanshou County.

Since Song Linqing slapped the Song Pu family, everyone was a little nervous, afraid that Song Yuanrui would seek revenge in secret.

But unexpectedly, in the next two days, everything would be calm and nothing happened.

This also makes people feel a little relaxed.

Zhao Ya went to Tzu Chi Hall clinic every day to investigate, and found that Cong Bo had been living in simplicity and almost never went out except for seeing a doctor every day.

Zhao Ya didn't touch him either, but kept waiting in secret.

Three days later, news finally came from the Quehuo Street that the knife Zhao Ya ordered was ready.

This is a knife that is three feet, one inch and two minutes long. The curves of the knife body are smooth and beautiful, and the patterns produced by quenching at the blade are even and beautiful.

Just looking at the appearance, you will know that this is a very well-crafted knife.

The craftsman said with exhaustion on his face, and at the same time he was extremely proud: "In order to make your knife, I stopped all my work. I stayed asleep for three days and three nights, and finally I finished building it. You can pick it up and try it."

Zhao Ya reached out to hold the knife, and as soon as he started, he noticed the difference.

First of all, the handle of the knife is very close. After you get it, all joints of your fingers are stretched. At the same time, the weight of the knife is not light or heavy, just right.

Zhao Ya couldn't help but turn his wrist and tied a knife.

The sword is cold and majestic, with the power of slashing people.

"Good knife!" Zhao Ya couldn't help but praise him.

As expected, professional things still have to be done by professionals.

This knife has achieved its ultimate goal, both in the whole and in the details.

Zhao Ya couldn't find any fault.

"Haha, since the guest is satisfied, please give this knife a name."

Zhao Ya shook his head, "I'm not good at naming. The upper knife I used is made of meteorite, so I kept calling it a meteorite iron knife. What material is this made of?"

"This knife is made of cold iron produced in Bingtan Mountain."

"Then call it the Cold Iron Knife." Zhao Ya said.

The craftsman was a little surprised.

You should know that many people who customize long swords from him want to gain the more domineering the sword name, the better.

How could Zhao Ya be so down-to-earth and named it directly after the material?

However, Zhao Ya was the customer. Since he said so, the craftsman had no objection.

After paying off the remaining funds, Zhao Ya returned home with Han Tiedao.

Song Linqing and others came to watch, and they also praised the extraordinaryness of this knife.

Now that the Eastern King's remains are already obtained, the knife is also ready, Zhao Ya is preparing to return to Yandu City today.

After handling the affairs there, he would go back to Yunxiao County to find his master Lu Dingtai, and then he should go to the outside world to explore.

However, before leaving, there are two things to deal with.

At night.

Song Yuanrui was drinking tea in the study room and reading.

This has been a habit he has developed over the years.

Especially since his wife Song Pu became more and more bloated, he rarely went back to his house.

Just as he saw the wonderful things and was fully focused, a sudden burst of light appeared in front of him, and then he felt a breeze blew in the room.

What's going on?

Is the wind blowing?

But I clearly closed the windows.

With a puzzled heart, he looked up and was stunned.

I saw a piece of paper on the table in front of me, and there were simple words written on it.

Don't be tempted by Song Linqing and his sister, otherwise be careful of your head.

Song Yuanrui's face turned pale little by little, and then his whole body began to tremble.

Because he had no idea how this piece of paper appeared.

If someone put it on the table, how fast is he moving so fast that he doesn't even notice it at all?

Song Yuanrui looked up and found that the window was hidden, knowing that there must be an amazing martial arts master who had just arrived.

This martial arts master is obviously related to Song Linqing's brother and sister.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanrui couldn't help but secretly glad that he had not listened to his wife's words before and took revenge.

Otherwise, the one who is on the table now will be his own head.

As a member of the Song clan, Song Yuanrui naturally knew the style of these martial arts masters and had also seen it with his own eyes.

Even the Song family worships several powerful martial arts masters.

It is precisely because of this that he is so frightened.

After all, there is only one who is a thief for a thousand days, so how can one defend against a thief for a thousand days?

Of course, he couldn't read the book anymore. He sat on the chair and pondered for a moment, then got up and walked towards the bedroom.

He had to tell his wife, otherwise if she did something stupid, wouldn't she implicate herself?

Watching him leave the study and walk towards the back house, Zhao Ya, who was standing on the distant courtyard wall, nodded secretly.

Song Yuanrui is a person who knows the importance of this. I believe that after this warning, he will never be moved by Song Linqing and his sister again.

Then Zhao Ya turned around and ran towards the next place.

Pu Jujian sat in the room and thought hard at the small pink medicine bottle on the table, thinking about how to pour this thing into Song Peiwan's mouth.

The safest way to ask her out for dinner, but Pu Jujian also knew that this was absolutely impossible.

How about finding a way to bribe the maid and the old lady beside her?

But how should I get into her house?

Pu Jujian frowned, thinking that it was not easy to get a beautiful woman like Song Peiwan.

This problem comes one by one, and each one is not easy to solve.

It was already late at this time, and Pu Jujian stretched his waist long and then yawned a big yawn.

Just as he was about to get up and go to bed, a big hand suddenly strangled his neck from behind and grabbed his temporal joints.

Pu Jujian was shocked all over, and his eyes were filled with horror. It was too late to struggle.

With his strength, Zhao Ya's hands are weaker than the chickens and ducks to be slaughtered.

Zhao Ya did not strangle him directly, but reached out to pick up the small medicine bottle from the table, bounced the bottle plug with one finger, and then poured the powder inside into Pu Jujian's mouth.

Pu Jujian wanted to struggle and shut up, but he couldn't shake Zhao Ya's palm at all.

So he could only watch a bottle of powder poured into his mouth.

After pouring it, Zhao Ya took up the teapot very considerately and poured half of the remaining tea inside into it.

After doing all this, Zhao Ya let go of his hand.
To be continued...
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