Seeing that Ke Laotie had realized his mistake, he said no more.
He nodded and said: "Then there is Mr. Lao Ke. I have one more thing to say personally. I hope Mr. Ke won't be offended if he is abrupt and offensive. Mr. Ke has superb casting skills and should be the best in the world. It would be a pity if it is lost in the future. Why not find someone to pass it on to?
Come, I can save you some labor. Secondly, after a hundred years, Ke Lao will have a successor."
Ke Laotie smiled and said: "You said accepting a disciple? This is difficult. Although the blacksmiths in the village know this iron craft of refining refined steel, the old man is a skill passed down from generation to generation. He specializes in making magic weapons. Ordinary people can do it.
If you can't learn it, then you can ask, "How many people in the world can use my three-hundred-pound hammer? Furthermore, even a young man with extraordinary talent will not like the boring work of burning charcoal and hammering iron."
Luo Tianyao suddenly asked: "What do you think of my sixth junior brother?"
Facing Luo Tianyuan's unprovoked question, Ke Laotie was stunned.
When he came back to his senses, he waved his hands repeatedly without concealing his contempt: "No, no, he can't do it. You seven are the worst among him. You have no talent, no strength, and even less patience. My blacksmithing is rough and tiring work, and I have to be honest.
Only honest people who can endure hardship can do it. He Mingming can't endure hardship, but I don't want it."
Luo Tianyao added: "Although he is not very capable, he is still young. Just like the pig iron in the furnace, it seems rough and not strong, but if it is beaten by a master like you, it can always become fine steel. Mr. Ke took my sixth brother
Take it, you can work as a coolie. On weekdays, lighting fires, lifting hammers, even serving tea and water can be considered a helper."
Ke Laotie's voice was firm and he insisted: "I don't want it. You must not let him come. I don't have time to play with him. Besides, my broken thatched cottage cannot accommodate a magician. I won't do it.
This is an offending job. If you really force me, I might as well resign and go home."
Seeing that Ke Laotie refused to let go, Luo Tianyao had no choice but to give up.
Then he warned: "Okay, I won't force it. However, please keep this matter secret, Mr. Ke, and don't let the sixth brother know."
Ke Laotie then smiled and said: "Don't worry, I know that boy loves face. We know it well."
Luo Tianyao immediately bowed his hands and bowed out: "Junior, take your leave."
Ke Laotie hurriedly sent him out the door.
Luo Tianyao knew that He Mingming's strength was mediocre, and now that he was a famous catcher, he was inevitably a little too ambitious. Working in the chief catcher company, with the protection of several of their brothers, there was no big mistake. But sooner or later, he would get married and start a career.
You can't always rely on others.
However, He Mingming has average talent and does not practice hard enough on weekdays, so it is difficult for him to achieve great achievements in martial arts. In the world of martial arts, he is inevitably embarrassed because of his weak martial arts. However, the unique casting technique practiced by Ke Laotie can strengthen the body and temper the mind.
, it is suitable for people like He Mingming who have an unstable foundation to practice. If he can follow Ke Laotie for a few years, he will definitely achieve something.
This is a good idea, but difficult to do. Firstly, He Mingming will not be willing to be a blacksmith. Secondly, Ke Laotie is not willing to accept such a half-hearted job. However, no matter how difficult the task is, as long as it is done step by step and with the right method
, things will always fall into place. Luo Tianyao today is also regarded as a funeral event, so he will prepare an introduction in advance.
Luo Tianyao walked away. Ke Laotie finally breathed a sigh of relief. While picking up the broken blade, he cursed Luo Fan loudly! This grandson not only stole his knife, but also caused himself to lose face. Seize the opportunity in the future
, we must not be lenient.
After thinking about it, Luo Tianyao was right to remind him that he should really accept a disciple. But he couldn't have someone like He Mingming under any circumstances.
Back to the topic. At noon, in the main room in the backyard of the Chief Inspector, Yan Yijian, the Golden Sword God, ate alone.
She had rules when eating, she couldn't talk, and she didn't like to be disturbed. Xue Yang and Xie Xu had to sit outside and wait quietly.
After Yan Yijian finished his meal, he came to the lobby and sat down straightly.
Seeing that her face was calm and cold, and she was not angry, she looked at Xue Yang and said, "I am here this time to visit Yuran. Secondly, I have been invited by the master of Jianguan to discuss something with you."
Xue Yang said respectfully: "Senior, please speak."
Yan Yijian: "You have always been on good terms with Ji Cheng. Back then, the two of you had verbally agreed on a marriage between your two families. Later, because Ji Cheng's son Ji Changkong studied in the mountains with Taoist Ziliu, the matter has been delayed. Now, Ji Changkong
I have achieved great success in my studies and have returned to Jianguan. They want to come to propose marriage, what do you think?"
Xue Yang said happily: "Of course it's a happy event. Ji Changkong and Yu Ran had made an engagement long ago, but it took him all these years to study. Now, Yu Ran is twenty-three and should have gotten married long ago. This matter should be done as soon as possible.
But we have one thing on our minds.”
Yan Yijian suddenly raised his eyebrows coldly, and said without any ambiguity: "It's good that you can keep your word. But I want to remind you first. Although Ji Changkong is successful in academics, his personality has changed. I am at Jianguan, watching this
When looking at the son's Qi, we found that there was evil in his eyes, poison in his heart, and indifference to others. He seemed to have entered the evil path. Moreover, his appearance was ugly and abnormal, and he did not meet the eyes of the world. He is not a good husband."
Hearing these few words, Xue Yang's heart tightened.
Yan Yijian is a seasoned man, and he can never make mistakes when he knows people. He looked troubled at the moment and asked for advice: "Senior has a keen eye, so what he said is certainly true. I wonder how senior thinks this matter should be handled?"
Yan Yijian pondered: "Human nature is good. But sometimes, good and evil thoughts often determine the success of life. However, destiny is not unchangeable. Yuran has a dignified face and a gentle temperament, and he is a blessed person.
If she marries a good man, she can help her husband to prosper. If she marries a bad man, she will surely guide him to do good things. Why not invite Ji Cheng's family to come and stay together for a few days. If Yuran is willing, she will marry him, if not, cancel it.
marriage."
Xue Yang was the most honourable, hesitantly said: "With the rules of the world, how can we regret the marriage we have made? So, are we afraid of being unreasonable?"
Yan Yijian was the most disdainful of the sophistication of human nature, criticizing: "People follow the weather and do whatever they want. Love is nothing more than reason. If you and Ji Cheng are really getting married, why bother with shame. Yuran's happiness is the key thing you should consider. You
This person is always vain and has many thoughts. If he cannot escape the chaos of this world, it will be difficult for him to achieve great things."
Xue Yang hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
Yan Yijian's words are straightforward, but he is not wrong. But he is Xue Yang, not Yan Yijian. He can't help but feel distressed by human feelings, let alone abandon his inner morality.
Seeing that Xue Yang was slow, Yan Yijian didn't care much and stood up and said: "The words have been brought to you, the choice is up to you. If there is nothing to do here, I will leave."
Yan Yijian came and went in a hurry. Xue Yang and Xie Xu hurriedly sent him outside the gate.
Dusk sets in the west.
In the sky, a group of wild geese flew neatly through the sunset. The world felt peaceful.
Luo Fan snatched Ke Laotie's knife and ran out of the chief arrest department.
I bought a pound of loose wine on the street, carried the beef and roast duck that I had not finished at noon, flew to the roof of Fengyue Tower, and sat on the tiled roof to drink and eat meat happily.
He took a sip of wine, ate a piece of meat, and said comfortably: "Zhao Xue is right. The beef and roast duck here taste pretty good!"
From a high position, you have a wide field of vision, and you can clearly see every street in Qicheng.
Flag City is guarded by Prince Wu's Mansion. It is not as crowded with gangs and complex forces as other cities. In this way, the people in the city only need to please this family. Although life is hard, it is finally peaceful.
The best location on East Street is Prince Wu's Mansion. From a distance, it has high walls, deep courtyards, and heavy armor, occupying half of the street's majesty.
Luofan showed disdain. The dynasty's rules clearly stipulated that the Golden Armor Guard could only be used by the King of Tiandu. King Wu only had the surname Wang, but he dared to use it openly. It seemed that he no longer cared about the authority of the King of Tiandu.
Speaking of which, the current King of Tiandu really exists in name only.
The interior of the court was completely controlled by the four major families. The exterior of the court was ruled by several princes surnamed Li and eight vassal kings of the opposite sex. In various places, the black and white factions continued to expand, occupying mountains and ridges, building cities and fortresses, blocking rivers and controlling the sea.
They all seem to want to form their own kingdom.
Just talking about the second largest gang in the underworld, the Black Horse Gang, there are now millions of gangsters, covering an area of more than 300 miles. Not to mention the ambitious and rising Red Blood Sect, Buddha Temple Yuluo Sect, Tianxia Bank Gang, Lingxiu Villa,
Baijiangmen, etc. Now the combined number of the black and white factions has exceeded 20 million, and they can firmly suppress the Tiandu Dynasty in terms of military strength alone.
As the king of Tiandu, Li Benxin has few capable men and weak troops. Although he still bears the title of king, he has long been unable to make orders and prohibitions, and he is like a half-puppet.
When Li Yunfeng, the first king of Tiandu, established the new dynasty, he conferred the title of king on eight of his closest colleagues. Not only could these eight have sole control of the military power, but they could also be hereditary and replace them, and they were considered the most powerful in maintaining the stability of the dynasty.
Shield. I never thought that one generation has its own world, and the descendants of the Eight Kings are no longer as loyal as their ancestors.
Today's eight kings, in order to secure their future, have long been connected and formed barriers to each other. As for the king of Tiandu, they have long ignored it.
King Wu of Qicheng was one of the eight kings with different surnames who were granted the title at that time.