Compared with these soft and lightweight woods, which are most suitable for hiding entrapped objects, there are some hard and heavy woods."
Xiao Lingyue paused and then said: "To verify this guess, I just tried all the soft wood, and there is indeed no problem."
In this case.
The problem may be another type of wood.
Xiao Lingyue had just finished speaking.
The prince and Zhan Beihan looked in the same direction invariably.
"Yes, it's ebony and ironwood!"
Xiao Lingyue said meaningfully: "Ebony has a tight texture and a dark color. It can blend well with iron ore and is not easily noticed. The texture of ironwood is tighter than ebony, it is the heaviest, and the wood is the hardest.
, even if something is hidden inside, it will be difficult to find."
The prince, Zhan Beihan and Xiao Lingyue walked to a large pile of ebony and iron wood.
The prince stared coldly, walked around the pile of wood twice, stretched out his hand to explore carefully, looked over and over again, but found no problem.
In the end, he could only shake his head: "I can't see anything wrong with these pieces of wood. Every one of them is normal."
"That's a given."
Xiao Lingyue said calmly: "His Royal Highness does not usually come into contact with these woods. If even you could see the problem, there are so many craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry who are familiar with wood, and they would have been discovered long ago."
How could it be hidden until now?
Zhan Beihan said coldly: "Yes or no, just try it and you will know!"
Xiao Lingyue said coldly: "Your Majesty, please."
Zhan Beihan originally wanted to take action, but when he heard her words, he immediately took his hand back.
He gave her a sneer look: "You want to blame this king for the things your father has entrusted to you?"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
The prince coughed: "Don't make any noise, I will try it first."
He stretched out his hand, and the dragon-scaled guard on the side recognized his interest and immediately took off the narrow knife and gave it to him with both hands.
The people of Northern Qin worshiped martial arts.
From the emperor and prince to the common people, everyone can practice some boxing and kicking skills.
As the crown prince, the prince has been practicing riding and archery among the six arts of a gentleman since he was young, and he is also good at martial arts. However, he is not as talented as Zhan Beihan in this area, and his skills are only mediocre, barely reaching the third-rate level.
However, since he is a prince, he does not need to be extremely skilled, as long as he can protect himself in dangerous situations, it is enough.
The prince held the narrow knife, gathered strength in his arm, and stabbed the iron wood suddenly.
Something embarrassing happened!
There was only a soft "pop" sound, and the tip of the knife barely penetrated the bark of the ironwood, but was blocked by the tight wood and could not penetrate.
Prince: "..."
Xiao Lingyue and the Dragon Scale Guard next to her: "..."
Zhan Beihan twitched the corner of his mouth and said to the prince in disgust: "Brother Emperor, how long has it been since you practiced swordsmanship?"
The arm strength is so weak that it can't even pierce a piece of wood.
The prince was embarrassed: "Uh...it must be that the iron wood is too hard!"
Zhan Beihan snorted, reached for the knife in his hand, and stabbed forward casually.
Suddenly there was a "Puff!"
The blade of the knife pierced into the iron wood like cutting tofu, leaving only the handle exposed.
Zhan Beihan raised his eyebrows and squinted at the prince: "Too hard?"
"..." The prince became angry, "Can I compare to your martial arts skills?"
Brat, do you know how to save some face for your elder brother? This chapter has been completed!