Chapter 355 Pu Yuan

   "That's someone else's nonsense, how can Yong deserve this title?"

  Feng Yong didn't know whether he should laugh or cry. The reputation of a poisoner may not sound very good, but Jia Xu can be regarded as a celebrity in the world, and there are only a handful of people who can compare with him.

   If you really want to count it, others will use him to lean on Jia Xu, which is considered to be flattering him.

  The man let out a hey, and didn't answer the topic. He just pointed to the armor and weapons over there, and said, "How did you get so much fine iron and make these objects?"

  Zhao Guang saw that this man was so rude to his elder brother, and immediately cursed, "This man, don't be ignorant! I don't care about your rudeness, but I don't want you to be so aggressive."

The middle-aged man was unmoved, and glanced at Zhao Guang, "The second son of the Zhao family is really a bastard! No wonder he is often beaten by your adults. Even Zhuge Liang dare not shout at me like this, you are not small ?”

   "The tone is not small!"

  The second son of the Zhao family is often beaten up by the old general Zhao, who doesn't know in Jincheng?

  Which family teaches children not to look like this?

  Anyway, Zhao Guang didn’t think there was anything shameful—although he looks ugly with a bruised nose and a swollen face, but as long as the insider doesn’t tell, who knows that he was beaten by Sister Guan?

  Everyone would think that this is being beaten by his adults.

So naturally he would not be bluffed by the other party's few words, "There are famous people in Jincheng, and I, Zhao Guang, don't know anyone. Although I think you are familiar, but you just don't have a famous name, it seems that you are just a good person." It's not on the table."

  The middle-aged man sneered, pointed to the broken sword, and said, "This sword, is that Zhao Zilong's saber? He begged me to make it for him back then."

   "At that time, I made eight swords for the late emperor, and there was only a small piece of good iron left in my hand. Zhao Zilong liked good swords. After knowing this, he came to beg me in private and begged me to give him another sword."

"I know that Zhao Zilong often uses spears and swords to kill enemies in the formation, and he asked Zhuge Liang to intercede, so I had no choice but to take ordinary iron and mix it with the small piece of refined iron in my hand, and beat him again. With such a hand, I didn’t expect him to be a treasure, and now it’s passed on to you.”

  When Zhao Guang heard this, horror appeared on his face, he pointed at the middle-aged man and stammered, "You...you are..."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Guang, and looked at the armor and saber, with a look of regret on his face, "The high-quality fine iron can only make such a few objects, mediocre craftsmen will only waste it." Good stuff, what a pity, what a pity!"

Then, he looked at Feng Yong again, nodded, and said, "Last year, I heard a letter from my junior sister saying that someone from the Miscellaneous Mountain Gate has reappeared. He has learned a lot, and even has some knowledge about the art of construction. I have long wanted to meet each other. I didn't expect But we met under such circumstances."

   "Who is your honor?"

Feng Yong saw Zhao Guang's appearance as if he had seen a ghost, and when he heard the middle-aged man's words, even "Xiandi" appeared. He didn't know that this guy had a lot of background, so he was even more careful now. Ask again.

   "My name is Pu Yuan."

  The middle-aged man took another look at the armor and saber, shook his head and sighed, "If you have such good iron in the future, don't let those mediocre craftsmen touch your hands again. Remember to come to me and I will build it for you."

   After speaking, he turned and left.

   It is abrupt when it comes, but chic when it goes.

   "Sir, I want another good iron, where can I find you?"

  Looking at his receding back, Feng Yong couldn't help asking aloud.

   With such a loud tone, it seems that he is a master blacksmith. Feng Tubie likes such talents the most.

   "No hurry, we will meet soon."

   Such a sentence came from afar with the wind.

   Confused Feng Yong asked Zhao Guang who was like seeing a ghost.

   "Yiwen, who is this Puyuan?"

  Seeing the dazed look on Li Yi's face, Feng Yong couldn't help but become curious.

"Speaking of this person, he can be regarded as a brother of the same origin. It is said that he is also a member of the mountain gate, and he has a long relationship with the prime minister. In the early years of the first emperor's accession to the throne, he once asked people to mine Jinniushan iron, and asked Mr. Pu to forge eight swords. Three feet six inches long."

"Of the eight swords, one was kept by the late emperor himself, one was given to His Majesty today, one was given to the King of Liang, one was given to the King of Lu, one was given to the prime minister, one was used to pay homage to Guan Junhou, and one was given to the king Zhang Junhou, come with my lord."

  Zhao Guang looked at the direction Pu Yuan was going away, and continued, "When the first emperor conquered Sun Wu, Mr. Pu also urged the prison and the inner palace to forge 50,000 knives, all of which are sharp weapons. It's a pity..."

  Although Zhao Guang didn't say what was a pity at the end, everyone knew that it was a pity that all the 50,000 sharp weapons were lost in Yiling.

   "What did you just say? Mr. Pu, he is from the mountain gate?"

  Feng Yong pays more attention to the origin of Pu Yuan than a blacksmith.

Zhao Guang nodded and said, "Although Mr. Pu is good at forging weapons, he is not a craftsman. I also heard my aunt accidentally say it, so I know a little about him. I heard that he has a relationship with the prime minister and his aunt. , I don’t know exactly what it is.”

"Besides, after he forged the eight swords and supervised the fifty thousand knives for the late emperor, he was determined not to be rewarded by the late emperor, and disappeared into the mountains and forests. There was no news of him in Jincheng, so I only I know there is such a person, but I don’t know what it looks like, today I have seen it.”

   "So powerful?" Feng Yong touched his chin, wondering, "Since he disappeared a few years ago, how could he suddenly appear in Jincheng now?"

"How can we guess what strange people do?" Zhao Guang shook his head, then glanced at Feng Yong again, "For example, my elder brother often does things that my younger brother doesn't understand. But since he said that he will meet with his elder brother again, when the time comes Just ask him again."

As he said that, he looked at the broken saber again, with a look of regret on his face, and said anxiously, "Oops! This sword was made by Mr. Pu, and now it looks like this. I'm afraid he will go back Let’s talk about it with my family.”

   "I'm still thinking, when my lord asks about this when I return from the Southern Expedition, I can use it as an excuse that I was damaged in a fight!"

Zhao Guang looked in the direction of Jincheng again, as if he was afraid that Zhao Yun would suddenly rush out of the city and slap him, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother, brothers, it's getting late, so let's go away, when I come back, let's go again." Get drunk!"

   After finishing speaking, he hurriedly urged the trilogy to pack up the armor and weapons, and then left in a panic.

  Looking at his appearance, it seems that his old man Zhao Yun is more terrifying than those rebels in the south.

   In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion in Jincheng.

  Under the vigilant eyes of the guards, Pu Yuan walked up to the porter and said, "I want to see Kong Ming."

  The concierge of the prime minister's mansion is an old man who has been with the prime minister since Jingzhou. I think this person looks familiar, but I haven't remembered it yet.

  Hearing someone talking like this, he was in a hurry, opened his mouth and cursed, "Where did you come from..."

  Who dares to call the prime minister directly like this?

  Even people from the palace have to respectfully call the prime minister!

   But before he finished cursing, he suddenly thought of someone, swallowed the following words back, and asked carefully: "Are you...Mr. Pu?"

   "There is a wink."

  Pu Yuan chuckled and pointed to the porter, "I thought you didn't remember me!"

  The concierge laughed apologetically, "What did Mr. Pu say? My wife told me on purpose these few days that I asked the villain to pay attention to when Mr. Pu will arrive! Wait a minute, sir, and the villain will ask someone to take you in immediately."

  (end of this chapter)