The Favoured Medical Princess: 640 Encounter

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Xiao Yi's hand unconsciously exerted a little force, and deep wrinkles immediately appeared on the edge of the tissue paper.

Seeing that something was wrong with his expression, Mrs. Fang hurriedly said: "Ayi, if something happens to Luo Yuecheng, you should go back first. Ayue will stay here to recuperate for a few more days."

Xiao Yi smiled slightly and said calmly: "Grandpa, don't worry, it's not a big deal." He stuffed the piece of tissue paper into his sleeve pocket and waved to Wang Chaoyuan, asking him to step back.

The car curtain was lowered, Xiao Yi picked up a carved plum with a smile and stuffed it into Nangong Yue's mouth.

Mr. Fang stroked his beard and smiled cheerfully. He knew that Xiao Yi was sensible. Since he was not in a hurry, it was obviously not a big deal.

After giving the order, the carriage continued to move forward, heading towards the western suburbs with a clear goal.

What they are going to today is the smelting workshop located in the western suburbs of Heyu City.

This is only one of the dozens of smelting workshops of the Fang family, but it is the most important one. Almost half of the best masters of the Fang family are here.

In the smelting workshop, there is inevitably banging and constant noise, so the Fang family deliberately set up the smelting workshop in a small village about five or six miles away from Heyu City. This small village is basically populated by blacksmiths who work in smelting workshops and their relatives.

On the way, Mr. Fang gave a general introduction to the smelting workshop.

Nangong Yue had never been to a smelting workshop before, so she was very interested.

There were bursts of laughter from the carriage, and Manager Zhao, who was accompanying him outside, felt a little sad when he heard Mr. Fang's hearty laughter.

Anyway, the smelting workshop was not far away, so the driver simply slowed down and drove forward steadily without any hurry or slowness.

The birds singing in the fields and the fragrance of flowers in the spring, and the gurgling water making everyone feel relaxed. It seems that they are here for a spring outing, not for official business.

About half an hour later, Manager Zhao pointed forward and said: "Old man, we are almost there...it is just ahead."

Huamei curiously opened a corner of the curtain, looked out, and found the location of the smelting workshop at a glance.

It’s not that her eyesight is so good, but it’s just now. Logically speaking, the time to leave the fire is still far away, but there are curls of gray smoke rising from a village ahead...

When the carriage comes closer, you can faintly hear the sound of knocking one after another...

A middle-aged steward from the smelting workshop had been waiting there with several masters for a long time. When the steward saw Xiao Yi, Mr. Fang and his entourage arriving, he stepped forward to greet them.

After the greetings, Manager Zhao introduced the middle-aged manager named Zhang to everyone, and then gave instructions: "Manager Zhang, the old lady and the prince want to have a look around here, you can lead the way."

"Yes, yes!"

The manager in charge of the chapter agreed repeatedly and bowed to make a petition.

The smelting workshop is at the back of the village. Manager Zhang led the way while introducing the village to everyone.

This village is called Tiemen Village. At this time, all the men are working in the smelting workshops, so the village is empty. Only occasionally one or two women are seen in their own yards or tending vegetable fields or Sitting upright and sewing, they all looked at Xiao Yi and his group with curiosity.

The closer you get to the smelting workshop at the back, the louder and noisier the banging sounds become. Gradually, even the surrounding air becomes hotter.

After passing through the village, I saw a row of bungalows with smoke curling in front of me. There were about dozens of them neatly arranged together. At a glance, they covered an area of ​​at least ten acres.

Guanshi Zhang pointed to the row of bungalows and said: "Old Master, Master, the row of houses over there are all forging houses."

As they spoke, they came to one of the bungalows. The huge room was steaming like a huge stove. Inside were dozens of shirtless and sweaty men standing on each floor. In front of the stove with hand-operated bellows, holding a hammer, beating...

Clang! clang! clang!

The sound of hammering continued, as if it was hitting their hearts one after another. This scene had an inexplicable frightening effect in Nangong Yue's eyes.

It’s incredible to think that just a small hammer can forge all kinds of iron tools for daily use, and even all kinds of weapons.

Manager Zhang said respectfully from the side: "The new batch of iron arrows ordered by Master Shizi has been completed as of yesterday, which is worth 180,000, and the last 20,000 are still missing. The blacksmiths are rushing to make them. I don't know what the old master and Prince, do you want to go and take a look first?"

Guanshi Zhang felt a little lucky. He only learned yesterday that the prince was coming to the smelting workshop with the old man. Fortunately, the old man had explained early in the morning that the military supplies in southern Xinjiang were the most important. He must not miss the important event of the prince. Therefore, all The blacksmith has been giving priority to these iron arrows these days.

Xiao Yi beamed with joy and said with a smile: "Grandpa, what a coincidence. Zhu Xing said that he would ship one hundred thousand taels of silver over tomorrow. It just so happens that he can pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." As he said that, he glanced at him with a smile. He glanced at Nangong Yue, and thanks to his stinky girl finding him a silver mine, he had a cornucopia of treasures, so he didn't have to worry about military resources for the time being.

Old man Fang laughed and said: "Ayi, is grandpa still afraid that you will run away? ... Moreover, these iron arrows are from your iron ore, and grandpa will charge you a small amount for processing at most. You don't need fifty thousand taels." ”

"Grandpa, I only produced two hundred and fifty stones of iron ore, which is far from enough for two hundred thousand iron arrows." The two hundred and fifty stones of iron ore were deceived by Nangong Yue from Baiyue. Come, but these iron mines can only make less than 100,000 iron arrows, and the rest are all due to Mr. Fang's credit.

Mr. Fang said helplessly: "Even so, Ayi, one hundred thousand taels of silver is too much!"

Guanshi Zhang was a little surprised when he heard this. He had thought that the iron arrows produced a lot of iron ore for the prince, and the Fang family would make it for him free of charge. As a result, the prince is the grandson of the old man; 2. Come on, if the army of Southern Xinjiang is strong, then Southern Xinjiang will be strong. In the past three years, Southern Xinjiang has been fighting for years. Although it is a victory, Southern Xinjiang has also suffered a lot. As a native of Southern Xinjiang, it is also necessary to contribute to the army of Southern Xinjiang.

It turns out that this prince is such a person who distinguishes between public and private matters!

With such an upright mind, it is no wonder that the people in southern Xinjiang are now saying that the prince is not like the prince, and his character is more like the deceased old prince.

"Grandpa, do you think I am someone who will suffer a loss?" Xiao Yi smiled and joked to Mr. Fang, "Next, I will make a new batch of iron arrows..." As he said, He raised his right hand and made a gesture, and the bamboo behind him immediately opened the bamboo tube in his hand, opened the lid, took out a rolled piece of parchment, and handed it to Xiao Yi.

"Grandpa, this is the new iron arrow..."

New Tetsuya? Could it be...

Mr. Fang glanced at Xiao Yi and saw him blinking at him with a smile. He immediately realized that the design of these new iron arrows must have come from An Yihou!

Mr. Fang immediately became interested. Whether it was the original design of Lian Nu or the new alloy he developed for the arrows used by Lian Nu, they all proved how powerful Guan Yubai was. Amazing talent!

I don’t know what kind of incredible surprise he will give this time? !

This is not the place to talk.

Mr. Fang raised his eyes and asked Manager Zhang: "Manager Zhang, please find a place for us to talk. Also, call Zhang Zhu!"

"Yes, old master." Manager Zhang responded hurriedly and ordered a boy to call for someone. He then led everyone to a hall and ordered his servants to serve hot tea and snacks to everyone.

After a while, the boy who went to call someone before took Zhang Zhu into the hall.

Zhang Zhu wore a gray shorts. The weather in early spring was obviously still a little cold, but Zhang Zhu's dark forehead was covered with sweat and his cheeks were a little flushed. At a glance, it was clear that he had just returned from the forging room. Came here.

Guanshi Zhang's face twitched, Zhang Zhu didn't clean up before coming over. Doesn't this look like a slight to the distinguished guest? !

Xiao Yi didn't take it seriously. He was a casual person and was impatient with red tape.

Furthermore, he was looking for this cast to study Tetsuya's drawings, not to be arty. The other party's dress was not important.

After Zhang Zhu saluted Mrs. Fang, Xiao Yi and others, Xiao Yi greeted: "Zhang Zhu, come here and take a look at this drawing." Xiao Yi said and spread the drawing flat on the round table.

Zhang Zhu strode over, looked down at the drawings, saw the doorway, and blurted out: "Blood tank!"

The blood groove is a groove located on the spine or surface of the sword. It is mainly left for bleeding after it is penetrated into the body of a human or animal, which can increase the lethality of the weapon; on the other hand, the blood groove can also reduce the risk of the knife and the The weight of the sword body is a burden reduction for the user, and it saves a lot of iron for the caster.

However, of course, the blood tank also has disadvantages, that is, it will weaken the strength of the weapon itself.

This shortcoming is more obvious on smaller weapons. Compared with swords, the iron arrows used in repeating crossbows are much lighter, so this shortcoming is naturally more obvious.

However, the design drawing in front of him was different. The blood groove drawn on it was not a conventional one, but a very special curved structure. Although Zhang Zhu has never made such an iron arrow, does it mean that he can't see it? ! Once the iron arrow uses a curved blood groove as shown in the design, the negative impact of the blood groove on the iron arrow will be minimized, and its power to kill enemies will be maximized.

"Wonderful, really wonderful." Zhang Zhu stared at the drawing without blinking, his eyes burning as if he wanted to burn two holes in the parchment.

Xiao Yi curled his lips, this person is indeed an expert.

"Zhang Zhu," Xiao Yi asked again, "can you make this kind of arrow?"

Zhang Zhu did not reply immediately, but stared at the drawings for a while, his mouth moving slightly, which made Steward Zhang beside him a little anxious, so he shouted in warning: "Master Zhang..."

Zhang Zhu came to his senses slowly, clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, you can give it a try, but it will take at least an hour or two for you..."

Zhang Zhu looked at the drawing reluctantly. The handwriting was obviously different. For some reason, the drawing gave him a familiar feeling. He almost wanted to blurt out and ask if the new alloy was also made by the same person. Conceived?

If you have the opportunity to compete with this person, it will definitely be of great benefit to your blacksmithing skills!

Although he thought so in his heart, he did not dare to ask rashly.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, but it happened faster than he expected, so he said: "Zhang Zhu, take this drawing with you and make a sample for me to see first!" The implication is to wait here. Zhang Zhu forged the sample.

Zhang Zhu responded casually, his mind wandering to the drawing again.

This is Zhang Zhu! Manager Zhang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly asked the boy to take Zhang Zhu down.

It is already past noon.

After Manager Zhang asked Mrs. Fang, he set up a table of sumptuous meals in the side hall next door. Although his skills were not as good as those of the chefs at Fang Mansion and the restaurant, the ingredients were fresh and the vegetables were from the village. The vegetables are grown in the vegetable fields, and the chickens, ducks, and fish are also raised by the villagers themselves. They are delicious and delicious.

After they had lunch and drank hot tea, an hour passed. Manager Zhang was a little anxious and was wondering whether to ask his servants to take a look. At this moment, he heard a rush of footsteps coming from outside...

Looking around, I saw Zhang Zhu, who was sweating profusely, and the boy walking quickly towards this side. Zhang Zhu was holding a tray in his hand, with a black arrow placed on it. .

When the arrow was presented to Xiao Yi, Manager Zhang became even more nervous, observing Xiao Yi's expression without blinking.

Xiao Yi looked at the arrow carefully, rubbed the surface of the arrow carefully, and observed the blood groove at the tip of the arrow. Then the corners of Xiao Yi's mouth turned up, showing a look of satisfaction.

Guanshi Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: Although this Zhang Zhu is dull in speech and behavior, he is indeed a man of real ability...

Xiao Yi handed this new type of arrow to Zhuzi, and then ordered: "Zhuzi, please order people to hurry up and send this iron arrow to Qingyunwu."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhuzi took it respectfully.

Zhang Zhu, who was standing at the side with a bow, saw that the iron arrow he forged had been approved by the Crown Prince, and a simple smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Yi directly placed an order for a batch of 200,000 arrows. The 100,000 silver taels delivered tomorrow will be treated as a deposit after settling the payment for the previous batch. Then he returned and left.

It was just after Shenshi when we returned to Heyu City.

Seeing that it was still early, Xiao Yi and Mrs. Fang decided to continue shopping after discussion.

Although Nangong Yue was dumbfounded by the way they bought things, it was rare that Mr. Fang was in such a good mood, so he accepted the offer in a good-natured manner.

The three of them wandered from the street to the end of the street. They left an incense shop, bought a bunch of spices, and then turned into a calligraphy and painting shop.

Nangong Yue and Mrs. Fang each picked out a few calligraphy and paintings and a few unique books, and the shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear. In the morning, the God of Wealth didn't come to his shop, and he still felt helpless. He didn't expect that when the fortune came, he couldn't escape. No, the God of Wealth came anyway. As soon as he made a move, he bought several paintings of the former dynasty. calligraphy and painting.

The shopkeeper greeted enthusiastically: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, Mrs. Fang, I recently got a chessboard here. I heard it was left by Qiao Yuanqing, the chess saint of the previous dynasty. I don't know..." He He rubbed his hands and looked at everyone expectantly.

Chessboard... If Nangong Yue makes any move, she originally planned to pick some seal stones for Xiao Fei in Heyu City, but she hasn’t seen any with Yanyuan so far. If she can bring a good chessboard back to Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei will Fei will definitely be very happy.

She was about to speak out, but Mrs. Fang beat her to it: "Then take it out and let me see!"

Nangong Yue looked at Old Mrs. Fang in the wheelchair and immediately understood that Old Mrs. Fang also wanted to give this chessboard to Xiao Fei.

The shopkeeper responded repeatedly and ordered the waiter to get the chessboard.

At this moment, a deep male voice shouted from behind: "Uncle, isn't this uncle?"

Everyone followed the sound and saw three people walking into the shop under the leadership of the waiter.

The three people were two men and one woman. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing an azure brocade robe and a short beard. Behind him was a young couple in their early twenties. The young man among them seemed They resemble a middle-aged man 40-50%, and they are obviously a father and son.

Mr. Fang looked at the middle-aged man, narrowed his eyes slightly, and hesitated thoughtfully: "Are you... Zi'ang?"

"Uncle, I am Zi Ang." The middle-aged man walked quickly to Old Mrs. Fang's wheelchair and sighed, "Uncle, my nephew has also heard about your matter. That Fang Chengling is really hateful!... But Didn’t you go to Luoyue City?"

Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi looked at each other. If they would call Old Mrs. Fang uncle, wouldn't they be from their mother's concubine's uncle's family?

As far as Nangong Yue knows, the late princess's uncle's family is also famous in southern Xinjiang. It is one of the four major families in southern Xinjiang - the An family.

"I just returned to Heyucheng yesterday." Mr. Fang looked at An Ziang in front of him and felt a little emotional. Since he had a "stroke" more than ten years ago, he may not have seen the nephew of the An family for a long time.

Old man Fang calmed down and said to Xiao Yi: "Ayi, this is your mother's cousin. You should call him cousin."

An Ziang's eyes fell on Xiao Yi, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "This is the prince, he is very similar to his cousin!" As he said that, his eyes turned red, showing sadness. color.

Both Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue took a step forward and greeted each other: "I've met my cousin."

An Ziang quickly avoided and returned the half salute.

Following that, An Ziang introduced his son An Minzhong and daughter-in-law Feng.

The juniors exchanged teeth and bowed to each other.

An Minzhong is two years older than Xiao Yixu, so Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue still call each other cousin.

After that, An Zi said to the old man Fang warmly: "Uncle, Minzhong and I came here to discuss a silk business with Yucheng. I didn't expect to meet my uncle and Ayi here by such a coincidence. ."

Xiao Yi smiled and said nothing. He was not a fool and knew all about this "chance encounter".

An Ziang probably learned from somewhere that he and A Yue accompanied his grandfather back to Heyucheng, so he brought his son and wife here to "encounter" them by chance, right?

Otherwise, it would be enough for An Ziang to bring his son with him when he came to discuss business with Yu Cheng. Why would he also bring his daughter-in-law with him?

Xiao Yi didn't care at all. He said bluntly that in this southern Xinjiang, with his status, no matter where he went, he would naturally be surrounded by fawning people.

At this age, Mr. Fang naturally has a clear mind, but after all, the An family is indeed his wife's natal family and his daughter's uncle's family. There is always a sense of kinship.

Mr. Fang smiled cheerfully and said, "Zi'ang, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. It's rare that we meet here. How about you and Minzhong come with me to sit in the house for a while?"

Of course An Ziang wanted what he wanted, and said hurriedly: "The nephew is rudely harassing my uncle." As he said that, his face looked a little nostalgic, "Speaking of which, my nephew has not been to my uncle's house for more than ten years. , I still remember that my aunt and cousin used to like camellias the most. There were all kinds of camellias planted in the garden, and they bloomed together, which was really dizzying..."

Mr. Fang seemed to be recalling the past, his eyes were a little dazed for a moment, and the deep longing was about to overflow from his eyes...

At this time, the guy who had just gone in to get the chessboard came out holding a cypress wood chessboard.

The shopkeeper saw everyone busy recognizing their relatives, and was originally worried that the chessboard business might not be successful. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fang looked at the chessboard and immediately made a bold decision to buy the chessboard. He also ordered the shopkeeper to send the calligraphy and paintings, the original copy and the chessboard to the Fang Mansion.

The shopkeeper concurred and sent everyone off to the carriage with a smile.

The two carriages left the calligraphy and painting shop and galloped all the way to Fang Mansion.

By the time they returned to Fang Mansion, it was already half-dark, and a pale silver moon could be vaguely seen hanging high in the dim sky.

Because she sent someone back home in advance to tell her about the visitor, Grandma Gao quickly ordered the kitchen to get ready and set up a small flower hall to entertain the guests.

This meal was enjoyed by both the guests and the host. Mr. Fang and An Ziang recalled a lot of past events. By the time the meal was over, it was already the moonlight.

Seeing that it was getting late, Mr. Fang asked the An family and his son to stay in the house for a while, and also ordered Aunt Gao to clean the two guest rooms for the An family.

After Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi returned to Qiwu Garden, Xiao Yi looked at her little face that couldn't hide the tiredness, and said softly: "Smelly girl, you should wash up and rest quickly." Originally, Xiao Yi didn't do it either. No matter how closely we plan to arrange today's itinerary, it's all a matter of coincidence.

But Nangong Yue pulled Xiao Yi's sleeve. She just remembered an old incident from her previous life and said with a complicated expression: "Ayi, how much do you know about the An family?"