Chiwuxing

He took a step forward, "If I have pen and paper, I can draw the picture again."

"It has nothing to do with this. I believe you when you say you are a soldier, but you should not be the one who drew the map," said the old craftsman. "It's just such a request. Since you said that someone in the army ordered you to do it, then go to another house." It doesn't matter anymore, it's just that I'm here for such a request, so walk slowly and don't give it up."

Fu Chen's whole body shuddered, and he didn't move.

The little craftsman couldn't bear to look at the expression on his face, and was suddenly awed by a scar on the young man's left cheek under the light, and then turned his head to look at his master, who gave him a sidelong glance, and he felt a little rebellious , Breaking the stalemate with a voice: "I see that although you are a trainer, little brother, you don't look like a soldier in the army... You just lied to my master that you drew that picture... ...It can be seen that your mouth is also a lie, who knows where you came from... and the person behind you has not spoken, and I don't know why..."

He stumbled and said a lot, and then he borrowed this long string to ease the unstoppable tension in his heart just now.After speaking, he looked at the young man again, and found that the expression on his face hadn't changed a bit, and he was still calm in the same place.

Fu Chen said coldly, "I don't need to prove anything."

"Oh?" The old craftsman didn't want to say any more, but he wanted to ask after hearing the words, "Then I have to be more serious. Now there is a truce in the army, and the red armor army's personal guards are all resting in the barracks outside the imperial capital. You I came north just to find a weapon workshop in such a remote town as Linchuan? I didn’t know that my reputation had spread to the Imperial Capital..."

Fu Chen replied: "As I said, this is the plan of the general above, and it's not for me, a pawn, to consult."

"Which general are you under?"

It is rare for an old craftsman to see this eloquent young man pause for a moment, and then slowly give his name: "...Tang Lan."

Tang Lan?The old craftsman smacked the name, always feeling a little familiar, but a little strange, and couldn't remember the appearance.

"Tang Lan?"

Hearing this, the little craftsman's eyes sparkled, and when he looked back, he saw his master was still frowning and confused, and said urgently: "Master, isn't this the one who entered the prime minister's mansion I just told you about? You always have such a memory..."

The old craftsman glanced at him and reprimanded lightly: "A cucumber egg, how can I remember... According to what you said, he only got there through the relationship with the prime minister."

"Then you are really wrong. He made meritorious deeds when he repelled the rebellious Hu people in the north. In addition, many old people in the army were kicked away by blood changes... Don't you know that group of young people a while ago? Hey, let's fight weapons, so Tang Lan is also lucky, and is rushing to pick a top recruit from the recruits of the past few years... But he also has real skills, otherwise he won the favor of the prime minister, and he would accept You are now a son-in-law, master, you can't always look at us young with so much prejudice..." the little craftsman complained.

Fu Chen's right middle finger was sunk deep in his palm.

"These young people..." The old craftsman said disdainfully, and turned to look at the young man standing there, "I'm biased?...Hmph, I don't know what kind of perverse ideas I've been thinking of all day long...Do you have time? If you put more effort into practicing martial arts."

The little craftsman turned his head and pouted.

Fu Chen clasped his fists, and the hoarse voice sounded again: "Since you are still unwilling, then I will leave."

Turning around again and leaving, the old craftsman's voice came from behind: "It's still the same sentence, there is still room for the map maker to come to see me."

Fu Chen walked to the door, took the horse, and pedaled up.Huxun also swiftly got on his horse, pulled the reins and followed beside him, and asked in a low voice, "What should we do now?"

"Go back to Hu Qiang."

Huxun raised his eyebrows: "You don't go to another house to ask?"

Closer to Luohui, the streets are less crowded, Fu Chen said: "The old craftsman is right, he is also reminding me, if this blueprint is leaked out, what if it is passed on to the Yan army?"

He Xuyun said: "Then what should we do? It's over if you do this?"

Under the shadow of the sun, the lines of Fu Chen's side face were cold and hard: "Go back and make other plans."

After all, he rode fast, regardless of the people behind him.

Huxun noticed that the young man's behavior was strange, and he thought it was the frustration and solemnity after not completing the task. Recalling all the things he said when he came here, he suddenly felt that although the young man's words and deeds were arrogant and arrogant, there was a kind of sincerity and clarity hidden in the depths .The previous doubts have not yet disappeared, and the entrusted task has not been fulfilled, but she has indeed raised an inexplicable partial trust, waiting to see how he will deal with various difficulties.

"drive!"

The woman drove the horse and galloped, and gradually blurred with a gray spot in the distance.