The best county magistrate

On the third day of July in the eleventh year of Jianwen, the Qingshui County Yamen Gate opened.

Yang Xuanchen led the six housekeepers and government servants to wait in the lobby courtyard for the man known as the master craftsman.

Taoist Aunt Hu's letter stated that this divine craftsman was an unparalleled talent that appeared only once in five hundred years, and was called Tiangong.

It's not that this person is really called Tiangong, but the rules of this person's sect are that anyone who wants to be the leader of a sect will be named Tiangong.

At the end of the day, everyone from Tiangongmen arrived at the county government office under the guidance of Wei Junzhi and Zhang Biao.

Yang Xuanchen welcomed the arrival of Tiangong with such grand etiquette.

It was because he knew that the arrival of this master craftsman would play a decisive role in the development of Qingshui County.

The research and development of everything from pots and pans to weapons and armors, and even thermal weapons, is inseparable from the dozen or so talents in front of you.

Yang Xuanchen stepped forward to greet him, raised his hands in salute and said, "Welcome Master Tiangong to Qingshui County. Junior Yang Xuanchen has been waiting here for a long time."

The leader was a man who looked to be in his mid-twenties. He was wearing a simple Tsing Yi and had a resolute face.

The exposed wheat-colored arms have solid muscles, and you can tell from a glance that they are extremely powerful.

Tiangong smiled slightly and replied: "Master Yang, you are overly complimentary. I am just a blacksmith."

Yang Xuanchen nodded secretly in his heart. This master of Tiangong was humble and polite. Compared with those craftsmen sent by the imperial court, he was worthy of being a real master.

Everyone entered the Yin Hotel to rest for a while. In the side room, Yang Xuanchen and Tiangong sat opposite each other, and Zhou Miaomiao stood beside Yang Xuanchen holding a sword.

Looking at the edgeless sword that he forged with his master in the past, Tiangong felt mixed emotions at this moment.

"Girl, can you lend me this sword for a look?"

Tiangong took Wu Feng and pulled out the sword body from the scabbard with a clang.

When the broad palm carefully stroked the sword from the hilt to the tip, the tiger's eyes filled with tears, and the hand that had been holding the hammer began to tremble unconsciously.

"I never imagined that after more than ten years, I would still be able to see the Wufeng that I forged with my master."

Tiangong handed the sword back to Zhou Miaomiao, and then said: "Excuse me for being presumptuous, can the girl take off the veil?"

Yang Xuanchen and Zhou Miaomiao looked at each other, the former nodded slightly, and the latter took off his veil.

Looking at Zhou Miaomiao's shockingly beautiful face, Tiangong stood up, then knelt down and kowtowed.

"The princess, she is really the princess! I pay my respects to the princess!"

His bow shocked Yang Xuanchen and panicked Zhou Miaomiao.

After several people sat down again, Tiangong, with Zhou Miaomiao's permission, told the story of the past.

"When the meteorite came into the world, the commander-in-chief was on an expedition. Xiao Xiao arrived immediately and took away a slightly smaller piece of meteorite."

"In order to ensure that the commander-in-chief won the battle that year, I immediately rushed from Pingzhou to the division gate in Liangzhou."

"After the master obtained the meteorite iron, he and I forged this sword together."

Speaking of this, Tiangong pointed at Wu Feng in Zhou Miaomiao's hand.

"Why was this sword not sent to my father at that time, but to the house first?" Zhou Miaomiao asked.

"At that time, the commander-in-chief defeated the Liao army in several battles. He was humiliated by the snow on the horse road, and the three armies fought to Xiongguan City in Yanzhou, Liao State."

"But there were traitors in the court, and the army's food and fodder supplies were no longer available, so the commander-in-chief had no choice but to withdraw his troops and return to the court."

"And write to me, asking the young one to bring his sword to the capital."

From Tiangong's words, Yang Xuanchen came to the conclusion that the Tiangong in front of him must be a subordinate of Prince Ping's Mansion at that time.

Taoist Aunt Hu probably used the reason that Prince Ping's close relatives were still alive to persuade Tiangong and invite him to come to Qingshui County.

I just don’t know who else knows this news.

"Master Tiangong, apart from you, does anyone else in your family know about Miaomiao's life experience?" Yang Xuanchen asked.

Tiangong shook his head and smiled slightly, "There is no one else but me."

Hearing this, Yang Xuanchen felt relieved.

"Are you the Ziwei Emperor Star that Taoist Aunt Hu calls you?"

Yang Xuanchen's eyes froze, and he said that criticism again.

"Haha, I don't dare to call Ziwei Emperor Star in vain, so please be careful with your words."

"I am just the magistrate of a county. Fortunately, I am assisted by Miss Zhou..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tiangong.

Tiangong carefully observed Yang Xuanchen's face, and then looked at his palm.

"That's right, I knew I couldn't be wrong. You are the one with the Emperor Ziwei's horoscope!"

I'm sorry, why do you, a blacksmith, suddenly know how to read faces again?

Damn, isn’t this deceiving people?

"Don't believe it, Taoist Master Wujizi spent the years before his death in Liangzhou."

"His skills are at least eighty or ninety percentile, not to mention that he has learned ten percent."

After saying that, Tiangong looked at Yang Xuanchen with a smile that made his hair stand on end.

This smile is so captivating.

"What? Grandpa Huang is dead?" Zhou Miaomiao exclaimed.

Tiangong nodded and said seriously: "Today, Tianshu and Tiangong are both under my management."

"This time I brought the ten most outstanding disciples from the Tiangong Department."

"Of course, if the princess gives you any instructions, I will act as your leader."

This was the first time in the eighteen years of Zhou Miaomiao's life that he had a younger brother. In panic, he looked at Yang Xuanchen again.

From the moment she entered the house until now, whenever there was something she couldn't decide, she would ask for his opinion with her eyes.

Tiangong still doesn't understand who is the master and who is the slave, but to him, Yang Xuanchen is just an outsider.

So what if he is Ziwei Emperor Star? He is just a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken.

"Princess, you can make your own decisions. You don't need others. It's not the turn of outsiders to point fingers at the affairs of Prince Ping's Mansion."

This simple sentence made Yang Xuanchen frown.

This person seems to be a bit foolish and loyal, but also seems to be unable to see the current affairs in front of him. How can we subdue him?

If words like Prince Ping's Mansion and Princess appear in Qingshui County, they will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

It seems that we have to start with pua.

"Lord Tiangong, the great scene is dead."

"Now is the Great Yan Dynasty. Prince Ping and the princess have returned to dust and earth to earth."

"Please be careful in your words and deeds. Qingshui County is a mixed bag and there are no spies from the imperial court, you know."

Tiangong's eyes widened and he blurted out, "What? Could it be that you are the traitor of the imperial court?"

"Hahaha, that's wrong. Miaomiao and I have been destined for life. How can I put my wife in danger?" Yang Xuanchen asked in return.

Seeing Zhou Miaomiao's shy posture, Tiangong seemed to believe Yang Xuanchen's words.

However, his attitude remained unchanged, "I dare not interfere in the lifelong affairs of the princess, but your character remains to be seen."

Yang Xuanchen thought to himself, if you want to observe, just observe. Anyway, everyone is here, and I am afraid that you will escape.

"It's still early, so I would like to ask Tiangong to see the characteristics of our county."

"I've prepared a banquet. Later we'll go to a restaurant in the county. I'll prepare some wine..."

"Haha, you are quite sensible!"

Hearing that there was wine to drink, Tiangong laughed a few times, and then said: "If your wine is not as good as Peiyuan wine, I will be embarrassed."

Yang Xuanchen smiled slightly. Tiangong didn't treat him well, but he was still a generous man. He said whatever he wanted.

Moreover, he is an emotional person. If he can win this person's heart, Qingshui County will surely soar to the sky.