Jiangmen Tianjiao: Reborn with funny ancestors

"There is a small sword-making room on Yunzhong Temple. I have seen Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother forging swords before!"

Chu Tianjiao pulled Qingfeng and asked excitedly: "Did you forge Third Senior Brother's Qinghong Sword yourself?"

Qingfeng nodded: "Of course, because I am still young and have not yet reached the time to make swords, the master has not yet taught me to make swords by myself.

Disciples of Yunzhongguan, who are over 15 years old, can go to the sword-making room to forge a sword by themselves.

By the way, little junior sister, you can also enter the sword-making room.

But you have the Tianya Sword, which is made of meteorite iron, which is stronger than the iron essence we make ourselves, so there is no need to bother. "

Lu Dingfeng didn't know Qingfeng, so he pointed at Qingfeng and asked Chu Tianjiao: "Yunzhongguan? Yun Zheng's disciple?"

Chu Tianjiao nodded.

Lu Dingfeng's dark little face quickly broke into a smile, revealing his white teeth, and dragged Qingfeng away.

"Little master, come on, come on, tell me how you refine this hundred-refined iron, Yun Zhong Guan?"

Qingfeng scratched his head: "I have only seen it, but I may not remember it clearly..."

Lu Dingfeng didn't care about this. He knew that the fine iron processed in the weapons workshop in Shangjing was the same process that Yun Zheng had improved, and he had classified it as top secret.

He couldn't remember the secret recipe himself, so he said he might not be able to remember it with this little Taoist priest.

Chu Tianjiao paid no attention to these two people. All she could think about now was Li Kuang's Qinghong Sword.

The sword body of the Qinghong Sword is not ordinary fine iron. It is many times higher in quality than the iron swords cast by the imperial weapons workshop.

Since Li Kuang can forge a Qinghong Sword by himself, he must know how to turn ordinary iron blocks into such refined iron. Of course, Li Kuang may not know, but Master definitely knows.

If the weapons of the Chu family army could be forged with such fine iron, their combat effectiveness would increase by at least [-]%.

Have you entered some kind of treasure master's sect?

Chu Tianjiao decided to write a letter to Taoist Master Xuanqing when he returned home, asking about the method of refining refined iron.

Qingfeng is young and lacks stature, so if he wants to strike with a hammer, he can't do it.

However, he finally discovered that the blacksmithing pattern in the workshop was different from that in the Yunzhongguan sword-making room.

"The temperature of this furnace is not enough. We need to burn charcoal first, and the furnace needs to be heated up..."

"Just adding carbon to the furnace is not enough. Iron powder should be added. Senior brother said that is called 'steel frying'."

"The matching ratio? I don't know the matching ratio. I have to ask the master."

"I remember that when blacksmithing, we had to set up a stove below, and we had to roll it while we were hammering. My senior brother said that in this way, all the impurities inside could be carbonized..."

Even though Qingfeng's memory was incomplete, every word he said was recorded by Lu Dingfeng, who immediately asked people to start renovating the workshop.

Chu Tianjiao saw that she was very busy, so he didn't want to disturb her.

It wasn't until evening that Lu Dingfeng and Qingfeng were brought back home.

Lu Dingfeng washed himself for half an hour before washing himself clean.

After dinner, Chu Tianjiao invited both Lu Dingfeng and Chu Qingyan to the study to discuss Lu Yu's affairs.

"What? Shangguan Feng actually regards my little grandson as her son? Hey, could it be Lu Yunqi who followed Guan Feng...?"

Lu Dingfeng firmly believes that his grandson is definitely a descendant of the Lu family.

Chu Tianjiao shook his head: "Shangguan Feng said that the child's father is from Nan Chujing's family, and it cannot be Lu Yunqi."

Lu Dingfeng was still a little disappointed: "The little grandson must be my Lu family. If it is Shangguan Fengsheng, the little grandson will just become the emperor of Li country, and then annex Dongyi together. From now on, there will be no war in the east. That would be great. Pity!"

Chu Tianjiao said: "How can such a good thing happen? Grandpa Taizu, you should think about how to make a notebook of my ancestors, or write one yourself and talk about the birthmark, so that your grandson's name can be rectified!" "

Lu Dingfeng wondered: "Isn't this bad?"

Although his body in his previous life had long since decayed in the imperial mausoleum, Lu Dingfeng was still reluctant to talk about such a thing.

Chu Qingyan said: "If he doesn't write, I will. I will write about Lu Qiankun and tell me why I chose him to raise him in the first place."

Lu Dingfeng thought for a while and said, "That's not right. If you write that the heir to the throne was chosen based on this birthmark. If Lu Yunkui is petty and doesn't have this birthmark on himself or his son, wouldn't he harm Yu'er?"

You can't give this birthmark too much meaning. "

In the end, Chu Qingyan imitated the tone and handwriting of the ancestors of the Chu family and wrote a notebook.

It records some interesting stories about the ancestors of the Chu family who accompanied Lu Dingfeng to conquer the world.

The content was naturally compiled by Chu Qingyan after Lu Dingfeng recalled it.

The matter of the birthmark was hidden in an old hot spring incident, and it was brushed off in one stroke, making it seem natural and not artificial.

After the notes were written, Lu Dingfeng found craftsmen and began to make them old.

After three days, a simple notebook of the ancestors of the Chu family took shape.

After Chu Tianjiao saw it, she felt that it was almost real, so she ordered someone to immediately send it to Liyanghou Mansion in Shangjing and hand it over to her father.

After Lu Yu and Li Kuang returned to Shangjing, they each returned home first.

Prince Ning's palace was still under confinement, and the news of Lu Yu's appearance was immediately reported back to the palace.

Lu Yu wrote a note and reported to the emperor one by one how he was kidnapped to Dongyi, how he killed Xie Rongan, how he met Li Kuang's master and apprentice, and how he was rescued from the country.

After Lu Yunkui received the discount, he recruited Lu Yu and Li Kuang into the palace to meet the saint.

In the imperial study room, Lu Yunkui asked about the details again carefully.

Hearing that Taoist Master Xuanqing from Yishan was also involved in this matter, Lu Yunkui no longer had any doubts.

"You are all good sons of my Liguo. Although it is not recommended to go deep into the enemy's country and assassinate the enemy, you can seriously injure Shangguan Lie and kill Xie Rongan. This merit should be rewarded!"

Lu Yunkui had long wanted to cut Shangguan Lie and Xie Rongan into pieces because of the death of the late Crown Prince.

The actions of Lu Yu and Li Kuang made him angry and Long Yan was delighted.

As for what Lu Yu said, Xie Rongan originally wanted to kidnap him and replace him as Shangguan Feng's son. After hearing this, Lu Yunkui didn't take it to heart.

On the surface, Lu Yunkui still cares about Lu Yu, his biological nephew.

After letting Lu Yu and Li Kuangping stand behind him, he looked at Lu Yu kindly and asked:

"Yu'er, are you seventeen this year?"

"Reporting to Uncle Huang, my nephew is about to die in five months."

Hearing the sadness in Lu Yu's voice, Lu Yunkui's heart moved and he sent Doctor Wang to come and take his pulse.

Doctor Wang was shocked after checking his pulse, and replied: "Your Majesty, have you been poisoned recently? Not only are the toxins in your body not cleared, but there are dozens of more toxins in your body.

Although this method of fighting poison with poison is feasible, it is like drinking poison to quench thirst. The poison in the prince's body will be difficult to get rid of!

If you are not careful, the toxins will be out of balance and you will die immediately.

Moreover, there are many injuries to the prince’s internal organs, I’m afraid…”

Mrs. Wang couldn't say anything else and could only look at Lu Yu with pity.

Lu Yu had been poisoned since he was born, and the imperial doctor once declared that he would not survive.

Lu Yu had been pretending to have a pulse for the past ten years. Now the time is coming. If he doesn't die, his uncle Huang will definitely be suspicious.

Lu Yu simply took advantage of this opportunity to reveal his secrets, and asked Dr. Wang to tell Lu Yunkui in front of him about the dozens of poisons in his body.

The expression on Lu Yunkui's face was unpredictable, and he asked: "Yu'er, what's going on?"

Lu Yu knelt down and sobbed as he reported back: "On the way to being kidnapped by Xie Rong'an, my nephew got poisoned and almost died.

Xie Rongan was a master of poison in Dongyi. He used this method of fighting poison with poison to temporarily delay his nephew's life.

But since then, every fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, my nephew has become even worse than dead.

The nephew just wanted to return to Shangjing with one breath. He could see his uncle again before he died and thank his uncle for his upbringing. Then he would be satisfied. "

Seeing Lu Yu crying miserably, Lu Yunkui's face rose with compassion and asked Dr. Wang:

"How long does the Crown Prince have?"

Dr. Wang shook his head and sighed: "It's hard to say. It's easy to live, maybe a year or two. If there is a slight difference, it will only happen in an instant."

After all, they were blood relatives, so Lu Yuankui still sympathized with his dying nephew.

Seeing Lu Yu looking at him with admiration again, he couldn't help but feel soft.

"Yu'er, although you were captured by the enemy, you fought back bravely to kill them. If you have failed, your punishment of imprisonment will be over.

For the rest of the day, go wherever you want! "

Lu Yunkui revoked the penalty of Lu Yu's confinement.