Domineering

Chapter 48
When the three of Chu Xisheng went to the weapons market, Xie Zhenqing had already returned to the 'Lunwulou'.

The Lunwu Building in Xiushui County is not located in the county town, but in the ancient market.

It's because this largest black market in Dongzhou not only gathers all kinds of sects and nine schools, but also countless figures from the world, and it is also a place where news from all sides gathers.

It is far more convenient for Lun Wulou to collect rumors from the rivers and lakes and inquire about the movements of various forces than in Xiushui County.

When Xie Zhenqing was covered with a veil and rushed outside the Lunwu Building, several young men with weapons had already arrived outside the building ahead of time.

Their faces were pale, and they knelt on the ground: "This slave deserves death! A moment of laziness has actually put the young lady into danger."

These people are not Xie Zhenqing's subordinates, but her generals.

Xie Zhenqing waved her hand indifferently: "Okay, I told you not to come to pick up the boat. No one thought that there would be He Luoyu making trouble in the river section of Xiushui County."

While talking, she stepped up to the third floor.

This floor is about ten feet wide and eight feet wide. There are thirty book desks inside, and dozens of scholars are writing at the desks.

Xie Zhenqing directly waved to a desk by the window: "Old Dong, I remember that you wrote an article three days ago, introducing the young Yingjie from Xiushui County?"

Old Dong is a middle-aged man in his forties with a scruffy beard and hair.

His name is Dong Linshan, he is the "collation book" of Lunwu Lou, a court clerk with seriousness and eight classics, and his official rank is ninth grade.

After hearing the words, this person raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a few sheets of rice paper full of small characters from a pile of manuscripts next to him, and came to Xie Zhenqing.

"Lord, this is an article co-written by me and several colleagues. It has been collated and is about to be sent to Zhoucheng."

Xie Zhenqing took the manuscript and looked through it carefully, and soon found the content about 'Chu Xisheng'.

In fact, the issue of "Lunwu Shenji * Dongzhou Zhi" half a month ago already published anecdotes about Chu Xisheng.

In this article, Dong Linshan not only made more detailed supplements, but also added the actual combat assessment of Zhengyang Martial Arts.

After all, it is the largest martial arts gym in Xiushui County, and many people still pay attention to the actual combat assessment inside the Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall.

Xie Zhenqing handed the article back directly: "Change this article, the length of the article about Chu Xisheng needs to be emphasized! The words must be more exaggerated, and the higher the combat power estimate, the better!"

Dong Linshan was taken aback, and looked at Xie Zhenqing with a puzzled expression.

He thought that this article exaggerated Chu Xisheng too much.

The rumors about Chu Xisheng in the Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall are very exaggerated and untrue.

And their article was compiled based on this rumor.

Dong Linshan thought about it, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhu, did Chu Xisheng offend you? Or are you entrusted by someone?"

He suspected that the landlord Xie wanted to 'praise and kill' Chu Xisheng.

Xie Zhenqing turned pale immediately, and snorted coldly.

Chu Xisheng didn't just offend her?

She involuntarily touched the face behind the veil, and then clearly felt some marks on the face.

This is a footprint left by Chu Xisheng on her face.

The point is that she didn't know it. After landing on the shore, she walked a few streets with this footprint until she was reminded by a kind girl.

When Xie Zhenqing thought of those strange eyes looking at her on the way, she thought that she might as well be dead.

"What do you care about so much?" Xie Zhenqing stared at Dong Linshan coldly: "Just do it! I want to see the manuscript paper tonight."

Dong Linshan shook his head helplessly when he heard the words: "This subordinate obeys the order, so I will revise the manuscript. Then, for Chu Xisheng's strength, should I write it at the top of the eighth rank, or at the bottom of the seventh rank?"

Since it was intended to be flattering, the more exaggerated the better.

Xie Zhenqing hesitated, thinking of Chu Xisheng's handsome face, and the boat rope he threw over when he was on the verge of desperation.

She wanted to teach Chu Xisheng a little lesson and let out a bad breath, but she didn't want to kill him.

And if the description of Chu Xisheng's strength is too exaggerated, it will also affect their reputation in "On Martial God Machine".

"The combat power is estimated to be under the eighth rank!"

Xie Zhenqing crossed his arms and thought about it: "But it can be said that he is from the Zhengyang Martial Arts Academy, no! He is the most talented person among the generation of young heroes in Xiushui County. At the end of the year, the [-] true biography quotas in the Zhengyang Martial Arts Academy are very important. It is none other than the future Xiushui County, the most anticipated genius is few."

There was anticipation in her eyes, and she was already imagining the scene when the next issue of "On Martial God Machine * Dongzhou Chronicle" was released in a month and a half.

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Chu Xisheng has arrived at Hukou Street, south of the ancient market.

This is one of the largest weapons markets in the entire Dongzhou.

On both sides of this less than fifty-foot-long street, there are more than 100 weapon shops and blacksmith shops lined up.

In the middle of the street, there are no less than [-] stalls, with all kinds of things on them, such as knives, guns, swords, axes, hooks, whips, maces, hammers, boring sticks, everything is available.

The martial arts prevailed in the Daning Dynasty, and the blacksmith shop and weapons business was one of the most profitable businesses in the world.

It is said that in the early years of Daning, Taizu, Taizong, and Emperor Ningwu all tried to ban martial arts and confiscated civilian weapons.

As a result, the world was in turmoil, and wars broke out everywhere, almost overthrowing the great Ning Dynasty.

As a result, the imperial court was forced to compromise, and the ban on troops and the ban on military affairs seemed to be in vain.

Warriors from all over the country grandly carried all kinds of weapons into and out of the big cities of prefectures and counties, and the business of weapons from all over the place was not subject to any restrictions.

As long as there are no heavy crossbows, such military heavy weapons as strong bows and Zhuge crossbows, the imperial court will not restrain them.

Accompanied by Chu Yunyun and Lu Luanli, Chu Xisheng looked at several shops and asked about the prices before walking into the weapon shop 'Shenbing Hall' located at the end of the street.

He glanced around, then walked to the counter and put the luggage behind him on the counter.

"Shopkeeper, I have a few weapons for sale here, please estimate the price."

He looked behind the counter at the old man in brocade robe who was about sixty years old with a withered complexion: "The instructor Ye from the Zhengyang Martial Arts School introduced me here, saying that the price here is fair."

"Teacher Ye?" The brocade robed old man's complexion moved slightly, he raised his eyelids to look at Chu Xisheng, and then he stared intently at the three hundred-refined light steel knives and a precious sword displayed in his luggage.

The old man in brocade robe pulled out these weapons one by one and looked them up and down carefully.

Before Chu Xisheng came, he did maintenance for these swords. Not only were they polished as a whole, but they were also greased.At this time, they are all radiant with coldness, sharp and aggressive, and their appearance is excellent.

The old man in brocade robes was not affected, he savored meticulously, not only tried the edge with his hands, but also tapped the back of the sword with his fingers, listening to the vibrato of the weapon.

After a long time, he looked at Chu Xisheng with a smile on his face: "Little brother, these three knives are old, but fortunately they are well maintained, and the blades are still strong, which can be converted into 90 taels of magic silver.

Also, this sword is very extraordinary, it is at the seventh rank, and it has carved runes. Not only is the sword body stronger, but it also has the ability to resist the wind. Our "Shenbingtang" can offer 700 taels of magic silver for this weapon . "

Chu Xisheng and Chu Yunyun looked at each other with a look of joy on their faces.

The asking price of Shenbingtang is indeed the highest among several weapon shops.

With these 790 taels of magic silver, it can not only solve all the magic materials needed by Chu Yunyun.There is still more than 400 taels left to buy the third secret medicine of Yangyuan Gong for Chu Xisheng.

Lu Luanli, who was behind, sneered: "Do you know the goods? This rune sword has only been refined for less than a year. It is made of cold-forged blue iron, and it is a sword forged by your Shenbingtang. It is only 700 taels of magic. Yin, are you treating us like pigs? 800 taels is about the same."

"That's 800 taels!" The old man in brocade robe didn't change his smile, and he clasped his fists at Lu Luanli: "This girl has good eyesight."

Chu Xisheng didn't expect to bring Lu Luanli with him, and he would get an extra hundred taels of magic silver.

He couldn't help feeling ashamed of his dislike for Lu Luanli before.

And just after the three of them left with a stack of banknotes, the old man in brocade robe casually threw the sword in his hand to a burly young man in iron armor next to him.

"After three hours, you give this sword to Long Heng, the eldest son of the Long family, for a review. This is the sword of Eagle Sword Duhong. If he wants it, he will take it away with 200 taels of magic silver."

The strong young man held the sword in his hand, his expression moved slightly: "If Young Master Long asks the identity of the person who sold this sword, how should I reply?"

"Tell me the truth."

The old man in brocade robe looked outside the door with deep meaning in his eyes: "Ye Zhiqiu is not easy to mess with. We postponed her name for three hours, which is enough to explain."

(End of this chapter)