Chapter 354 Pu Yuan
“That’s someone else’s nonsense. How can Yong deserve this title?”
Feng Yong didn't know whether he should laugh or cry. The reputation of a poisonous person didn't sound very good, but Jia Xu was considered a famous person in the world, and there were only a handful of people who could compare with him.
If you really think about it, if others force him to lean against Jia Xu, they can be regarded as promoting him.
The man laughed and didn't answer the topic. He just pointed at the armor and weapons over there and said, "How did you get so much fine iron and create so many objects?"
Zhao Guang saw this man being so rude to his brother from the side, and immediately cursed, "This man, don't be ungrateful! I don't care if you are rude, but I don't want you to push your limits like this."
The middle-aged man was unmoved and glanced at Zhao Guang, "The second son of the Zhao family is indeed a bastard! No wonder he is often beaten by your adults. Even Zhuge Liang doesn't dare to scold me like this. You are quite brave. ?”
“That’s not a bad tone!”
The second son of the Zhao family was often beaten up all over his head by General Zhao. Who in Jincheng didn't know that?
Which family teaches their children differently?
Zhao Guang doesn’t feel any shame anyway—although his nose and face are bruised and swollen, it’s ugly, but as long as the insider didn’t tell, who would know that he was beaten by Sister Guan?
Everyone would think that he was beaten by an adult.
Therefore, he naturally would not be intimidated by the other party's few words, "There are famous people in Jincheng, and I, Zhao Guang, don't know them all. Although I think you look familiar, I just can't name you. It seems that you are just a high-ranking person." Not allowed on the table.”
The middle-aged man sneered, pointed at the chipped sword, and said, "This sword is Zhao Zilong's sword? He begged me to make it for him back then."
"At that time, I made eight swords for the late emperor, and only a small piece of good iron was left in my hand. Zhao Zilong likes good swords. After knowing this, he came to me in private and begged me to let me make another sword for him."
"I know that Zhao Zilong often uses both guns and swords to kill enemies in the formation, and he also asked Zhuge Liang to intercede, so I had no choice but to take an ordinary iron block and mix it with the small piece of fine iron I had on hand, and beat him again. With such a hand, I didn’t expect that he would treat it as a treasure and now it has been passed on to you.”
When Zhao Guang heard this, a look of horror appeared on his face, he pointed at the middle-aged man and stammered, "You...you are..."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Guang and looked at the armors and sabers, with a look of regret on his face. Good thing, what a pity, what a pity!”
As he said that, he looked at Feng Yong again, nodded, and said, "Last year, I heard a letter from my junior sister saying that someone from the Zajia Mountain Gate had reappeared in the world. He had learned a lot and even dabbled in the art of construction. We had known each other for a long time, but I didn't expect it. But we met under such circumstances."
“Who is Zunjia?”
When Feng Yong saw Zhao Guang's expression as if he had seen a ghost, and then heard the middle-aged man's words, even the "former emperor" appeared. He didn't know that this guy had a big background, and he was even more cautious at the moment. Asked again.
“My name is Pu Yuan.”
The middle-aged man took another look at the armor and sabers, shook his head and sighed, "If you have such good iron again in the future, don't let those mediocre craftsmen touch it again. Remember to come to me and I will make it for you."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
It is abrupt when it comes, but it is chic when it leaves.
“Sir, if I need some good iron, where can I find you?”
Looking at his retreating back, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but ask aloud.
With such a loud tone, it seems that he is a master of blacksmithing. Feng Tubol likes such talents the most.
“Don’t worry, we will meet soon.”
Feng Yong, who was confused, asked Zhao Guang, who looked like he had seen a ghost.
“Yiwen, who is this Pu Yuan?”
Seeing the surprised look on Li Yi's face, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but become curious.
"Speaking of this man, he can be regarded as a brother of the same origin. I heard that he is also a member of the mountain sect and has a close relationship with the prime minister. In the early years of the late emperor's accession to the throne, he had people mining gold ox mountain iron and asked Mr. Pu to forge eight swords, each of which Three feet six inches long.”
"Of these eight swords, one was kept by the late emperor himself, one was given to the current majesty, one was with the King of Liang, one was with the King of Lu, one was with the Prime Minister, one was used to pay homage to Lord Guan, and one was used to commemorate Lord Guan. Zhang Junhou, give it to my lord."
Zhao Guang looked at the direction in which Pu Yuan was going, and continued, "When the late emperor conquered Sun Wu, Mr. Pu also urged the supervisor and the inner government to forge 50,000 knives, all of which were sharp weapons. It's a pity..."
Although Zhao Guang didn't say what was a pity in the end, everyone knew that it was a pity that all the 50,000 sharp weapons were lost in Yiling.
"What did you just say? Mr. Pu, is he from Shanmen?"
Compared to the master of blacksmithing, Feng Yong pays more attention to the origin of Pu Yuan.
Zhao Guang nodded and said, "Although Mr. Pu is good at making weapons, he is not a craftsman. I heard something from my aunt accidentally, so I know a little about him. I heard that he has a relationship with the Prime Minister and my aunt. , I don’t know what it is specifically.”
"Furthermore, after he forged the eight swords and supervised the making of the fifty thousand knives for the late emperor, he refused to be rewarded by the late emperor and disappeared directly into the mountains and forests. There is no news about him in Jincheng, so I am just I know there is such a person, but I don’t know what he looks like, so today I have seen him.”
"So powerful?" Feng Yong touched his chin and asked doubtfully, "Since he disappeared a few years ago, how could he suddenly appear in Jincheng now?"
"How can we guess what strange people do?" Zhao Guang shook his head and glanced at Feng Yong again, "For example, the younger brother is often confused by his usual behavior. But since he said he would meet him again, when the time comes Just ask him again."
As he said that, he looked at the chipped sword again, with a look of regret on his face, and said anxiously, "Oops! This sword was made by Mr. Pu, and now it's like this. I'm afraid he will go back I need to talk to my adults about it.”
“I was still thinking that when the adults ask about this when I return from the Southern Expedition, I can use it as an excuse for being killed in battle!”
Zhao Guang looked towards the direction of Jincheng again, as if he was afraid that Zhao Yun would suddenly rush out of the city to beat him, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother, brothers, it's getting late, so let's say goodbye. When I come back, let's meet again." Get drunk!"
After speaking, he urgently urged his troops to pack up their armor and weapons, and then left in a panic.
Looking at him, it seems that his father, Zhao Yun, is more terrifying than the rebels in the south.
In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion in Jincheng.
Under the vigilant eyes of the guards, Pu Yuan walked to the concierge and said, "I want to see Kong Ming."
The concierge of the Prime Minister's Mansion is an old man who has been following the Prime Minister since Jingzhou. I thought this man looked familiar, but I didn't think of it for a moment.
When I heard someone talking like this, I was so anxious that I opened my mouth and cursed, "Where did that come from..."
Who among the great Han people dares to call the Prime Minister by his name like that?
Even people coming from the palace have to respectfully call out "Prime Minister"!
Before he could finish cursing, he suddenly remembered a person. He swallowed the following words and asked carefully: "Are you...Mr. Pu?"
“It’s quite eye-catching.”
Pu Yuan chuckled and pointed at the concierge, "I thought you didn't remember me!"
The porter said with a smile, "What did Mr. Pu say? Madam has specially told me these days to ask me to pay attention to when Mr. Pu will arrive! Please wait a moment, sir, and I will ask someone to take you in right away."
(End of this chapter)