Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 146: Add another 8-sided Han sword, is it enough?

"Shen Soldier Map()"!

"Brother Huang, do you really believe that the unknown master took apprentices on his behalf and became Zhou Shu's senior brother?"

Daxia Palace, inside the imperial study.

Yin Changhao looked at Emperor Feng of Yuan and asked in a deep voice.

"Is it important?"

Emperor Feng said.

Yin Changhao frowned slightly.

Emperor Yuan Feng shook his head, "It doesn't really matter what Zhou Shu said, the important thing is that the Giant Que Sword is indeed in his hands."

"Furthermore, the Juque Sword did cut off Xiao Shunzhi's arm."

"No matter how Zhou Shu got the Juque Sword, what he said is the truth. Even if it is not, we must let him be."

"The unknown master who can defeat Xiao Shunzhi is my senior brother of the Great Xia Youzhou Marquis, understand?"

Emperor Yuanfeng said in a deep voice.

Yin Changhao frowned. He couldn't understand, and didn't bother to think about all these messes. He only cared about who the nameless person was, and whether his cultivation level had broken through to the first rank!

"Okay, go and do your work. I still have things to discuss with the ministers, and you're not interested in coming to watch."

Yuan Fengdi said.

Yin Changhao pouted, and again, a group of people calculated and calculated, whoever likes to listen will listen.

Not long after Yin Changhao left, the imperial study room of Emperor Feng Feng was already full of people.

These people are all high-ranking officials of the Great Xia Dynasty, and at least they are a book of ministers. In addition, there are several master craftsmen who are casting soldiers in Beijing.

"Your Majesty, this minister thinks it's inappropriate."

A master craftsman stands out and bows.

"Since Zhou Shu has already been named Hou Ye, it is no longer suitable to be the master of the workshop. Not to mention I am a big summer, it is this world, where can there be a master of the third-rank workshop?"

"So what do you suggest?"

Emperor Yuan Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "His talent is above the forging soldiers. If he were to leave the forging division, wouldn't that be a waste of his talent in this area?"

"Your Majesty, I'll be blunt."

The master craftsman said solemnly, "Master Zhou is good at casting long swords of the standard style. This minister believes that the Daxia Dragon Sparrow Sword is already the pinnacle of standard long swords, and even the Lord Zhou, I can't even think about it. beyond..."

The master craftsman didn't finish his words, but who didn't understand what he meant?

The Great Summer Dragon Sparrow Sword is already the pinnacle of the standard long sword, and Zhou Shu is only good at casting standard long swords. That is to say, the development of the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow Sword is already the pinnacle of his life.

In this case, if he is in the Casting Division, what influence does he have on the Casting Division?

As for the promotion to Soldier Casting Division, that's another question.

Zhou Shu's current status is already higher than that of the vast majority of soldiers. In this case, how can he condescend to worship the soldiers as his teacher?

Without the inheritance of soldier casting, how can he be promoted to the soldier casting division?

In a sense, his path to becoming a soldier has been cut off.

Unless the royal family is willing to give him an inheritance.

These people still don't know that the Xuanhuang Jade Book of the Royal Family has already been given to Zhou Shu, and it is not a problem to cast soldiers.

Actually, as early as when the Daxia Dragon Sparrow Sabre won the first place in the standard weapon spectrum, Yin Wuyou had already helped him get the inheritance, but something happened before he could give it to him.

"Although there is no third-rank master of the ordinary workshop, there is no master craftsman without third-rank in the former thirty-sixth workshop of the Casting Division."

Emperor Feng shook his head.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhou is only an apprentice of the forging soldiers. If he enters the top thirty-sixth workshop, he can only help the forging divisions. This is even more inconsistent with the rules."

Several forge masters spoke at the same time.

Just kidding, the first thirty-sixth workshop is the private property of all the master craftsmen. If Zhou Shu is allowed in, who will listen to who?

A master of the third rank, which master craftsman can handle it?

"Since it's not appropriate for him to go to the first thirty-sixth workshop, then give him a name and let him start anew."

Emperor Yuan Feng said indifferently.

"This—"

A master craftsman hesitated for a moment, "Your Majesty, Lord Zhou, you are not yet a craftsman—"

"So what? Daxia Dragon Sparrow Sword, who of you can make it?"

Yuan Feng Emperor Dao.

The master craftsman opened his mouth. He specialized in art. Although he was a master craftsman, he really couldn't develop such a weapon as the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow Sword.

Improved weapons are very different from standard weapons.

"Your Majesty, a Great Summer Dragon Sparrow Sword cannot support a well-known workshop."

Another master craftsman spoke up.

"One big summer dragonfinch knife is not enough, what about adding it?"

Emperor Feng said calmly, and motioned to Eunuch Zhao next to him to give the blueprints in front of him to the master craftsmen.

A blueprint was passed to the hands of several master craftsmen, and they changed color at the same time after just one glance.

"Your Majesty, this is—"

"This is a standard long sword newly developed by Zhou Shu. It is called the Eight-faced Han Sword.

"You said he was only good at forging knives, now what?"

"A big summer dragonfinch can't support a name, so what about the eight-faced Han sword?"

Looking at the stunned appearance of the ministers, Emperor Feng of Yuan felt a burst of joy in his heart. The boy surnamed Zhou is not useless.

……

"Ah--"

Zhou Shu rubbed his nose and looked at the giant sword in front of him, feeling a little worried.

He feels as if he's a little cocooned.

The giant sword, is it about to be smashed in your hand?

In its own hands, when will it have the opportunity to kill the enemy?

How can it be upgraded without killing the enemy?

If you don't kill the enemy, will you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to unlock the next weapon?

If I had known earlier, it would be fine to just throw away the Giant Que Sword. Anyway, it's already famous. Maybe it will make people fight for a **** fight, so it can also cause a few kills, right?

But that's all I can think about right now.

"Forget it, let's continue casting standard weapons first."

Zhou Shu shook his head and sighed, "After the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow Sword killed the enemy, the Shenbing Map rewarded several standard weapons. If nothing else, this eight-faced Han sword is a good thing."

Zhou Shuxun felt that he had no clue about the imported weapons for a while, and the casting of standard weapons was not bad. The things reported by the magic weapon map seemed to have nothing to do with the standard weapons and imported weapons. The hood is no weaker than the Heaven-shaking Eighteen Swords.

This eight-faced Han sword might also be able to report a peerless divine art.

"Master Hou, there is a girl outside asking to see you."

Zhou Shu was thinking when suddenly the housekeeper came to report.

As soon as the news of his being named a marquis spread, Mi Zhifu immediately sent dozens of servants over. This time, they were sent together with their body deeds. That is to say, these people will completely change in the future. Become a man of Houfu.

Zhou Shu refused, but he could only accept it temporarily. It would not be too late to talk about this later when Mikowen triumphed.

"Girl?"

Zhou Shu thought about it for a while. After he came to this world, he spent most of the time in the Forge Division's workshop. The only time he went out, he didn't meet a few people.

He doesn't seem to know any girls.

"Who is it?"

Zhou Shu wondered.

"I don't know."

The housekeeper shook his head, "The girl didn't say her identity, she just said that she was an old acquaintance of Lord Hou. She has important things to see Lord Hou, and she can only tell you to Lord Hou face to face."

"Where is she now?"

Zhou Shu wondered.

"Waiting in the lobby."

said the butler.

Zhou Shu nodded, "Sir, sir, I will come here to change clothes."

His short suit suitable for blacksmithing is obviously not suitable for meeting guests.

The housekeeper responded and went back to the front to entertain guests.

Zhou Shu simply changed his clothes before coming to the front hall.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a familiar young woman sitting there gracefully.

The woman was dressed in a red dress, her skin like snow against the background, her long hair fell naturally, and her profile was almost flawless.

Zhou Shu felt that this face was a bit familiar, but for a while he didn't remember where he had seen this face.

"This girl—"

Zhou Shu said.

The woman turned her head abruptly when she heard the voice. When she saw Zhou Shu, she got up and faced Zhou Shu, Wan Fu said, "I have seen Lord Hou, and the red sleeves are polite."

"It turned out to be the girl with red sleeves!"

Zhou Shu finally remembered who this woman was.

The red card of the Si Lichun Academy of Jiaofang, the red-sleeved girl who once helped him testify.

A memory flashed through Zhou Shu's mind.

Yang Hong once told him that Hongxiu's original surname was Liang, and her grandfather Liang Delong was once a soldier.

Later, Liang Delong was killed by Zhu Chuanfeng, and Zhu Chuanfeng relied on the benefits he got from him to counterattack all the way, and even fell into the ground and killed Liang Delong's son.

Red sleeves will be reduced to the Jiaofang Division, which is also caused by Zhu Chuanfeng.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu looked at Hong Xiu with pity.

Hongxiu noticed Zhou Shu's eyes. She had seen too many men's eyes in Jiaofang. She had all kinds of eyes, but for some reason, the pity in Zhou Shu's eyes made her heart sting. .

It turned out that he just took pity on me.

Yeah, he's now a marquis, what's my status?

Hongxiu pursed her lips tightly, and a stubbornness rose in her heart. I, Liang Hongxiu, will not bring shame on myself!

"Girl with red sleeves, do you have something to do with me?"

Zhou Shu said.

He didn't mean to look down on Hongxiu, but he just pity her experience. If it wasn't for Zhu Chuanfeng, she would be so bad, she could still be a girl from an ordinary family...

"Hong Xiu is here to bid farewell to Lord Hou."

Hong Xiu said, but his expression did not reveal the fluctuations in his heart at all.

"Goodbye?"

We are sorry for Zhou.

"Perhaps Hong Xiu is overthinking what he can do, but Hong Xiu thought to himself, after all, Lord Hou sent a poem to the little girl at the beginning, and the little girl should also come and say something to Lord Hou."

Red sleeves said, "The little girl has redeemed herself and is now free."

"Good thing, then congratulations to the girl with red sleeves."

Zhou Shu clapped his hands and laughed.

Seeing Zhou Shu's expression, Hong Xiu felt sour for no reason.

"Thank you, Marquis."

She bit her lip.

Every time Zhou Shu noticed Hongxiu's expression, he said, "Miss Hongxiu wants to bid me farewell, are you planning to return to your hometown?"

"Hong Xiu has no home."

Red Sleeve shook her head and said.

She paused, looking at Zhou Shu as if she was listening to her continue, and enduring the grief in her heart, she continued, "Hongxiu heard that the eldest lady of the Lu family in Qingzhou was canonized as the commander of the Demon Slayer Army, and she is recruiting Subordinates, only women are accepted, and they are not talented, and have also learned some swordsmanship, so I plan to give it a try."

Zhou Shu looked at Hong Xiu with some surprise, Miss Lu's eldest? He felt vaguely familiar.

"The girl with red sleeves wants to join the Demon Slayer Army?"

Zhou Shu said, as far as he knows, the Demon Slayer Army must be a qualified martial artist.

"It's up to me to do it."

Hong Xiu said, "If I can cultivate under Miss Lu, then I can join the Demon Slayer Army. If I can't, I may come back. At that time, maybe I will come to the Marquis. You beg for food."

"That's definitely fine, then I'll introduce you to the job."

Zhou Shu said with a smile, listening to this, Miss Lu, does she want to train a group of subordinates by herself?

Hongxiu was in the Jiaofang Division before, and the news must be more circulated than her own. Since she said that, she thought it was true.

Zhou Shu also remembered who Miss Lu was. It should be Qingzhou Lu Wenshuang, who is known as the first martial arts genius in Daxia.

But now, the name seems to have to be changed.

We, Da Sikong, are the first talented girl. Okay, Lu Wenshuang, is the third rank in martial arts?

"The Lord Hou gave a poem to the little girl. The little girl has no long things, and the appearance of the willow will not fall into the eyes of Lord Hou."

Hong Xiu suddenly said, "At the time of parting, the little girl has something she wants to give to Lord Hou. I hope Lord Hou will not refuse."

Red sleeves took out a tightly wrapped cloth from her arms.

"This is?"

Zhou Shu wanted to resign, but he was just reciting a poem at the time. I really didn't expect Hong Xiu to remember it now.

"You're welcome, girl with red sleeves, you're about to travel far away, so stay with me, as the so-called poor family is rich, I'm not short of money..."

"This is not yellow and white."

Hongxiu shook his head, "I would like to teach the Marquis to know that the ancestor of Hongxiu used to be a soldier, and he is just like you, Marquis."

Hong Xiu's expression was a little proud, "The ancestor of the family was only one step away from being a master craftsman. My Liang family's skill in casting soldiers is also famous all over the world."

As she spoke, her expression darkened, "It's a pity that I'm the only one left in the Liang family, and I don't know how to cast soldiers. Instead of letting the family tradition disappear from the world, it's better to give it to someone who is useful. I want to come to my grandfather. Under Jiuquan, you won't blame me."

"Marquis, this is my Liang family's technique of casting soldiers. I gave him to Marquis today. First, I want to repay the poet's friendship, and secondly, I don't want my Liang family's casting soldiers. The art of oblivion."

"No!"

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "This is too precious, I can't accept it."

Zhou Shu is no longer Wuxia Amon. He knows very well that this technique of casting soldiers is precious.

"Could it be that Lord Hou looks down on Hong Xiu?"

Hong Xiu's face turned cold, "Does Marquis think Hong Xiu's things are dirty?"

"Girl with red sleeves, you—"

Zhou Shu smiled bitterly, "How could I look down on you? It's too precious—"

"Master Hou, Hongxiu has no other friends in this life."

Hongxiu's eyes were a little pleading~IndoMTL.com~ said, "Here we go to Qingzhou, and Hongxiu may never come back. This technique of casting soldiers is the only concern of Hongxiu. Hou Ye Nian served you all night in Hongxiu. For my sake, help me, okay?"

Zhou Shu sighed. He didn't do anything that night.

This isn't helping you either, it's you who gave me a great gift.

"Girl with red sleeves, don't cry, I'll accept it, can't I accept it?"

Zhou Shu saw that Hong Xiu was about to cry, and said with a wry smile, "But since you are a friend, then I will give you a gift, and the right should see you off. If you regard me as a friend, don't refuse! "

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