The female president's personal soldier

Chen Yezi was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, turned his head and said, "Old lady, you don't mean to put—"

"Old man, our son's documents and guides are still at home, why not give them to this little brother. Anyway, he also saved Mrs. Chen's child, and he is also a benefactor in our village. Now he has met Difficulties, people in our Chenjia Village have always been grateful, so we can't just ignore them."

"This—" the old man was silent for a while, then suddenly stomped his feet and sighed: "Forget it, this is also the fate between you and me, so I will give it to you."

The old man walked into the room and rummaged through the boxes for a while, then took out a suit of clothes, a sword, and two small notebooks from the room, and put them on the table in the main room.

"Guest, if you don't dislike it, these things will be yours in the future."

Lin Qiang didn't say anything. He gently picked up the small book and looked at it. It took a lot of effort to see clearly that the words 'Chen Xiaogong' were written on it.Below is his native place, origin, parents and brothers, etc. introduction content.The other small book is the road guide, which is stamped with the seal of the county government, like a passport.

The clothes especially caught Lin Qiang's attention. It was not the homespun clothes worn by ordinary countrymen, but a blue robe with a wide white belt and a silver hair crown on it.These things alone are enough to tell that Chen Yezi's son was probably a ranger in the past.

In the Tang Dynasty, China was very chivalrous, and they often mingled in orchid restaurants. In fact, such a dress was not uncommon, maybe it was just pretending to scare people.

But when Lin Qiang saw the long sword, he immediately put this thought back.It was a very thin and long sword, made of pure iron, without a scabbard, simple and serene, rusty, as if it had just been dug out of the soil.But for some reason, the sword exudes a burst of fragrance, like apricot blossoms.

Lin Qiang held it in his hand unconsciously, and immediately felt a misty misty rain enveloping him.It seemed as if he was suddenly in the land of Jiangnan in March, which made him feel refreshed and full of spring.

"Apricot Blossom Spring Rain Sword!" Lin Qiang couldn't help blurting out: "This sword should be a famous sword made by Feng Huzi, the swordsmith master of Chu State, in order to compare with Ou Yezi's Five Swords of the Warring States Period. Because the Five Swords of the Warring States Period are full of blood and tragedy. , violence, so Feng Huzi did the opposite, endowing this sword with a romantic atmosphere of steaming clouds and rosy clouds. This sword was cast in the Xinghua Valley of the mountains in the south of the Yangtze River. Years later, there is a kind of spirituality. When it is still, the apricot blossoms are fragrant, and the sword is tepid, misty, honest and simple, romantic and colorful, without hostility, so it is also known as the gentleman's sword! "

Chen Yezi was taken aback, surprised inexplicably: "I didn't expect that the honored guest also has a lot of research on sword casting?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't know anything about forging swords, I just know how to make swords." Lin Qiang hurriedly put down the Xinghua Chunyu sword and waved his hand: "This gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Chen Yezi was stunned again: "Your guest actually knows how to use swords. Then I still have a few weapons at home. Could you please show me some weapons?"

Lin Qiang nodded: "I don't understand it very well, but some famous swords can still be seen."

"This way please." Chen Yezi waved his hand suddenly, led Lin Qiang out of the yard, then walked towards the entrance of the village, passed the house that burned down yesterday, and walked into the woods.Lin Qiang saw a high mountain in front of him blocking the way, and many people were busy at the foot of the mountain, like the villagers here.

Some of them were yelling around a big stove, some were forging iron, and some were climbing up the ladder dug out of the cliff, as if they wanted to carry something on their backs?
"Xuanyingsha?" Lin Qiang saw someone washing ore in the water, and when he walked over, he immediately understood that this place was actually a sword casting factory.

"Our village has made a living by casting weapons for generations, and I don't know how many generations it has been passed down. Therefore, many people don't recognize the weapons that have been passed down in the past. Fortunately, I met a distinguished guest today, so I ask the distinguished guest to help us see Look, what are these?"

"Okay." Because they were all memory fragments, Lin Qiang didn't delve into anything.Besides, it is not surprising that there were quite a few villages that made weapons as their profession in ancient times.

He was led up the hill and into a dark, dank cave.The cave was very deep, and after walking in it for a long time, the old man activated the mechanism, opened a stone door, and led him in.

Lin Qiang was stunned for a moment. The stone room that appeared in front of him was very neat, square and 20 meters long. There was no blacksmith or stove in it, only some shelves on which various weapons were placed.

Under Chen Yezi's guidance, Lin Qiang read it from beginning to end, but he didn't recognize most of them, but there was a bow, which he remembered very clearly, and he suddenly took a breath: "This is the bow of Mo Li, why is it here? According to the legend This is a divine bow, which is a treasure of the royal family of Chu. There is also this Long Sky Breaking the Moon Sword, which is also the work of Feng Huzi. Who are you?"

Lin Qiang walked around the room roughly, and found that he could recognize quite a few, but most of them were Fengbeard's works.Feng Huzi is the master swordsmith of Chu State, and also the ancestor of swordsmiths in the south. Although his name is not as famous as Ou Yezi, his attainments actually surpass Ou Yezi.

The swordsmiths in China are roughly divided into two rows, north and south. The swordsmiths in the north basically come from the inheritance of the Chiyou tribe, while the south is more mysterious. The legend comes from the gods of Kunlun Mountain, but those are all myths and cannot be tested.Only Feng Huzi and Ou Yezi can be tested.But the inheritance in the north has declined or even disappeared since Chi You, while the inheritance in the south has never been interrupted.

"Guest, do you think these are Fengbeard's works?" Chen Yezi seemed more surprised than Lin Qiang, and he definitely didn't look like he was pretending.

"Aren't you really the descendants of Fengbeard?"

Chen Yezi suddenly smiled: "My dear guest, Fengbeard is not a shady person, why should I hide it. I really don't know about this, maybe it's maybe not, I'm not too sure."

"Then where am I now?"

"Shuzhong!"

Lin Qiang didn't want to say anything more, because there was no need at all, it was just a dream anyway, the reason why he came here was to repay Chen Yezi for solving his identity problem.Now what has to be done has been done, and he is about to leave for Chang'an.And as far as he knew, the shortest way to go to Chang'an should be to take the Baoxie plank road, which is the one that Han Xinming repaired on the plank road to secretly go to Chen Cang, otherwise he would have to go out of Ziwu Valley and take it to Chen Cang.

He doesn't know much about history, but the story of Han Xin and Zhuge Liang is familiar to all.Zhuge Liang went to Ziwu Valley or Baoxie Valley every time he went out of Sichuan.

"I really didn't expect that the weapons here were all left by Fengbeard—" Chen Yezi seemed to have many things he couldn't figure out, so he shook his head: "Let's go back."

Chen Yezi tried to pick up the Moli bow from the weapon rack, but couldn't pick it up several times.So Lin Qiang held it for him, then walked down the mountain road and returned to the hut.

"This bow, and that sword are all given to you. In addition, my son also left me a white horse, and I will also give it to you. I hope you will arrive in Chang'an as soon as possible." Chen Yezi hurriedly picked up his clothes and other things Get up and put it in Lin Qiang's hand.But Lin Qiang knew that these two things were priceless, so he refused to accept them.

"If you want to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, you can't do without weapons. In addition, you must have high martial arts. Your Goguryeo has already perished, so don't bring it up again in the future, or you will be arrested. Just say you are from Silla. .” Chen Yezi went back to the house, brought a book and handed it to him: “This is the Xinghuachunyu swordsmanship, you should take it with you too.”

"Xinghua Chunyu swordsmanship!" Lin Qiang was obsessed with martial arts, so he immediately opened it to read, but after reading five or six, his eyes widened immediately: "No, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, This is Qi Qi 49 Hand Hui Feng Wu Liu Jian, the sword technique passed down by our Chen family ancestors."

"Ah, your surname is also Chen!" Chen Yezi was stunned.

"Oh, no." Realizing that he had said something wrong, Lin Qiang hurriedly shut up and looked down carefully, but the more he looked, the more strange it became. The changes inside are obviously more subtle and complicated than Huifeng Wuliujian.It is simply not the same.In comparison, it seems that the Chen family's swordsmanship is just an abbreviated copycat version.

"One more thing, you need a teacher, otherwise you won't be able to pass the literary test." The old woman came out of the back room and said.

"I can hire one for you, and learn to read and write first." Chen Yezi suddenly sighed and said, "Actually, I know that you are not going to choose a son-in-law, you are going to save people, but you can't be reckless in saving people. Don't worry. , since we are destined, we will try our best to help you."