He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 27 You Come and I Go (Tuesday is very important, please read it later)

The imperial palace of the Daqian Dynasty was by no means magnificent.

It is said that Taizu was a man from the mountains who liked pure wood tones. Most of his buildings were made of logs with a few bricks and stones, and he rarely used a lot of paint.

There are many kinds of flowers, plants and trees planted here.

The Forestry and Garden Department was responsible for all the construction, layout, and floral decoration of the imperial palace, with a total of more than 1,500 people.

Dong Songchang was also a frequent acquaintance. He handed two taels of silver to the guard at the door and entered easily.

His brother-in-law was a middle-aged man with a small mustache, dressed in cloth, and looked unprepossessing.

The mud and leaves on the clothes will not fall off no matter how you walk, as if they are stuck to them.

Seeing his brother-in-law coming, the deputy engineer of Linyuan Division named Shen Zhiwen frowned.

"Brother-in-law." Dong Songchang came over and greeted him with a smile.

"Why are you here instead of working hard at the blacksmith camp?"

Dong Songchang immediately pretended to be wronged and said, "I want to do my job well, and I have always followed my brother-in-law's advice to read more and talk less. But Zhao Yankui is too bullying. He relies on the love of the master craftsman to bully me in every way. Even his apprentice dares to speak rudely to me, which is a violation of the superiors!"

"I want to punish that apprentice, and Zhao Yankui wants to beat him up. This blacksmith camp really has no rules, and I can't find anyone to complain to..."

Shen Zhiwen raised his eyebrows: "How dare an apprentice to offend you?"

"That's right! Many blacksmiths saw it. I didn't lie. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to ask." Dong Songchang said.

"Okay, I'm just an apprentice, what's there to ask?" Shen Zhiwen said impatiently, "I know what you mean, go back, I'm busy."

"Okay, okay." Dong Songchang nodded and said a few more nice words before leaving.

A gardener from the Linyuan Division came over and said, "Mr. Shen, your brother-in-law is here to complain again?"

"He's not living a miserable life. He just idles around all day and doesn't do any real work." Shen Zhiwen said.

"I heard that Zhao Yankui from the Blacksmith Camp might be promoted to deputy chief blacksmith this year. It would be a bad idea to offend him at this time, right?"

"The regular test of the Blacksmith Camp has not yet begun. Zhao Yankui may not be promoted to deputy chief blacksmith. Even if he is promoted, what good will it be? He is just a reckless blacksmith."

Shen Zhiwen's tone is somewhat similar to Dong Songchang's, or perhaps Dong Songchang learned it from him.

After a brief thought, Shen Zhiwen said, "Go to the blacksmith camp and ask that kid named Jiang Lin to make a hoe for you and bring it back."

"Just a hoe?" The gardener was puzzled. How could he play a trick on someone?

"Just go when I tell you to go. Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Shen Zhiwen scolded.

The gardener didn't dare to say anything more and left immediately.

Shen Zhiwen picked up the scissors again and glanced at the graceful figures looming in the garden. Someone in the distance called her "Empress".

A barely perceptible smile appeared on his face, and he worked even harder.

After arriving at the South Blacksmith Camp, the gardener approached Jiang Lin without hesitation and asked him to make a hoe.

Zhao Yankui came over and knew that he was from Linyuansi, so he realized that it must be Dong Songchang who went to look for someone.

"He is an apprentice and may not be good at fighting. Let me do it." Zhao Yankui said cautiously.

Although he was not afraid of Lin Yuansi, who knew what tricks those people who had been hanging around in the palace all year round would play. Zhao Yankui had experienced the shrewdness and insidiousness of such people many times.

The gardener glanced at Zhao Yankui and said, "Master Craftsman Shen said that Jiang Lin must forge it. I also heard that Jiang Lin's hammering skills are very good. He was praised by Master Craftsman of the Foundry Department and he just passed the apprentice test. Could it be that all this is fake?"

Zhao Yankui was shocked when he heard this. If he didn't let Jiang Lin do it, it would be like admitting that he cheated. Then Lin Yuansi would probably use this to make a fuss. Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Master, let me do it. It's just a hoe. It won't cause any trouble."

Zhao Yankui hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Then go ahead and do it, but remember not to cut corners!"

Jiang Lin would never cut corners. There is absolutely no need for that.

He took a piece of pig iron and heated it red. Then he came back and started to shape it with a big hammer and level it with a small hammer.

Tools like hoes are relatively simple and do not have very high quality requirements like weapons.

Zhao Yankui watched from the side and felt relieved when he saw that Jiang Lin's hammering skills were becoming more and more advanced and were no different from those of an ordinary blacksmith.

Even if Lin Yuansi took this hoe, he wouldn't be able to find any problems with it.

Not long after, the gardener returned with the hoe made by Jiang Lin. Zhao Yankui stared at the man's back again and again, muttering, "I don't know what kind of trouble that Shen Sijiang will cause. Jiang Lin, you have to be careful these days."

"As long as we do our own thing, we are naturally not afraid of them finding fault with us," Jiang Lin said.

"I hope so." Zhao Yankui shook his head, thinking that this kid was still too naive and didn't know how treacherous people are.

Lin Yuansi would definitely not just use a hoe for no reason, but he couldn't guess what the other party was going to do, so he felt helpless.

……

In the Nanling camp, the lame old man Wei walked slowly and it took him a long time to get here.

The soldier at the door saw him and rushed forward to support him, but he was surprised and said, "Master Wei, why are you so wet and smell like food?"

Old Man Wei waved his hands, indicating that he didn't need help. He sat on the ground and slowly calmed his breathing. He asked, "Is Lieutenant General Liao in the camp?"

"Here I am."

"Please, young man, pass the message on for me." Old Man Wei bowed.

"Sir Wei, why don't you be so polite? Why don't you just go into the camp and wait?"

Old Man Wei shook his head and said, "I am no longer a soldier. I am just an old man who is about to die. I'd better wait outside the camp."

The soldier knew his temper, so he didn't say much and turned back to report.

Not long after, several people ran out from the camp, all wearing armor and looking very majestic.

"Master Wei! Why are you sitting here? Didn't I tell you to come in directly if you want to?" Someone stepped forward and helped Old Man Wei up, while scolding the guards at the door: "Are you blind? You let Master Wei sit on the ground!"

The soldier looked aggrieved. He wanted to invite Old Man Wei in, but the old man didn't want to go in.

"Don't blame me, General. It's because I am of low status that I cannot enter this camp." said Old Man Wei.

"What are you talking about, Master Wei!" Liao Mingxu, the lieutenant general of the Nanling camp, said sternly, "When I joined the border army, I encountered an enemy attack. If you, as a centurion, hadn't come to my aid with your brothers and fought desperately to kill the enemy, I would have died long ago. This leg was injured that year. Otherwise, with Master Wei's ability, you would at least be an admiral now!"

"Yes, Master Wei's demeanor is unmatched, and I will never forget your life-saving grace. Our Nanling Camp was originally reorganized by the retired veterans of the border army, and it is also Master Wei's home. Why should we be so formal?"

Others echoed the idea. They were all guerrillas and commanders of the Nanling camp, holding real power.

At this time, Liao Mingxu also smelled the strange smell on Old Man Wei. He looked carefully and saw that Old Man Wei had a dense patch of blisters on his face and bruises between his eyebrows from the bowl. He could not help but be shocked and angry: "What's wrong with Mr. Wei's face?"

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