Daqin: I am the Holy Lord, Forging the Dragon Dynasty

Chapter 62 [62] Fight for the Sword Book!Fusu was shocked: Tian Wenjian can only be ranked second in the sword manual? .
talking.

Fusu asked the servants behind him to carry out a sword box!
Before seeing the body of the sword, hear the sound of the sword first.

Everyone present felt the sword intent in the sword box, and they all became emotional.

"It turned out to be the masterpiece of Ou Yezi's disciples. I'm afraid this sword can already be ranked in the top ten sword books!"

"I'm afraid it won't stop!"

"Just because of this sword intent, I can't lose to Gai Nie's Yuan Hong Sword!"

"His Highness Fusu has a heart!"

"To find such a famous sword is indeed His Royal Highness Qin!"

The ministers talked a lot.

Many people looked at Li Si, as if they wanted to see what the Prime Minister of Qin State thought.

Most of them are children of Confucianism.

But Li Si watched his heart, and didn't get involved at all.

This has obviously involved the prince's battle for the heir apparent, as a subject, he naturally won't interfere too much!
Among the generals.

Meng Tian and Wang Jian were also sitting upright, their minds all concentrated on the wine cup on the desk.

Those who didn't know it thought that the two were frequent guests at the wine table.

But the two looked at each other inadvertently, but they smiled wryly.

Military generals are the emperor's sharp weapon!
In the battle for the crown prince, they never needed to speak up.

Or to change the tone, how dare military generals intervene in such important national affairs?

Why did His Majesty the First Emperor want to step into the rivers and lakes?
Isn't it because of the five big characters "Xia Yi Wu Chao Ban"?
Wang Jian and Meng Tian are in high positions, this simple truth is even more clear.

As for the rest of the officials, although they have some speculations.

But Fusu is His Royal Highness Qin after all, so they can only join in.

For a moment, there were endless praises in Donghai Hall.

Hu Hai on the side had gloomy eyes, with a flash of resentment in his eyes.

As the eighteenth son, the resources he possesses are completely different from those of Fusu!

Fusu, as His Royal Highness, was raised as a crown prince since he was a child.

There are countless princelings who support Fusu in the imperial court.

And he!

But he can only be controlled by Zhao Gao, who recognizes an eunuch as his father!

Needless to say the difference!
At this moment, Zhao Gao also showed a look of surprise.

As the leader of the net, he could tell at a glance that there was nothing extraordinary in the sword box.

How big is Confucianism betting this time?
To offer this magical weapon as a congratulatory gift?
"Not good!"

Zhao Gao's eyes were gloomy, and there was a hint of coldness on his cold face.

He only knew that the God of Winning also presented a famous sword, but!
The Ling Xiao Sword in front of me is probably ranked among the top three in the sword manual, only losing to the Tianwen Sword in the hands of His Majesty today!

The same as the magic soldier!

The ranking of Fusu's Lingxiao sword is probably much higher than the sword given by Yingshendu.

On top of this congratulatory gift, he was the first to lose again!
Thinking of this, Zhao Gao's face became more gloomy.

Then Fusu opened the sword box himself!

A wave of extremely unruly sword intent rushed straight into the sky, making the sky thunder with shock!
boom!
Drought and thunder shocked the sky!

The Ling Xiao sword was held by Fu Su.

Although it has not been unsheathed, everyone present has already seen the preciousness of the Ling Xiao Sword.

Li Si took a deep look at Ling Xiaojian, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He muttered in a voice only he could hear.

"sword?"

"Your Majesty holds the number one sword manual, Tianwen, why do you need other magical weapons?"

"His Royal Highness Fusu, Confucianism misled you!"

Immediately, he lowered his head and drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, remaining silent.

After seeing Ling Xiaojian, Meng Tian frowned deeply.

But the tone is extremely calm.

"Ling Xiao Sword?"

"It's a nice sword!"

Said, Meng Tian handed the wine bottle to Wang Jian.

The voice seemed suspicious.

"I don't know what General Wang thinks?"

Wang Jian didn't say much, but turned his eyes towards Li Si.

Meng Tian looked back, just in time to see Li Si's fleeting smile.

When he wanted to ask more questions, Wang Jian had already raised his wine bottle and began to drink freely.

Meng Tian could only give up.

At this time.

A small official walked up to Fusu under Shi Huang's instruction, took the Ling Xiao sword and walked towards the dragon chair.

bass!
Ying Zheng pulled out the Ling Xiao Sword expressionlessly, and the piercing sword light instantly illuminated the entire East Sea Palace.

"Not bad!"

"It's a good sword, and it should rank third in the sword manual ranking!"

"Slightly inferior to Tianwenjian!"

"Fusu, you have a heart!"

There was a faint smile on Ying Zheng's face, and the praise in his words made Fu Su feel overjoyed.

"Father, these are what my son should do!"

Fu Su paused for a moment, and then continued.

"also!"

"Master Fu Nian of Confucianism learned of his father's birthday, and specially offered ten thousand taels of gold and silver to his father!"

"Father, please don't refuse!"

Ying Zheng raised the corners of his eyes slightly, nodded slightly, and did not refuse!

"good!"

Hearing this, the smiles on the faces of the Confucianists on the side became even wider.

And the gloom on Zhao Gao's face became more and more serious.

However, at this time, a strong man suddenly stood up among the Confucian crowd.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a bald head.

He bowed his hands respectfully to Ying Zheng who was sitting on the dragon chair, with a bit of inquiry in his tone.

"His Majesty!"

"The villain casts a son, and learns from Master Ou Yezi, and gets the true biography of the master's little half!"

"The Lingxiao sword is made of meteoric iron by the villain using the master's method!"

"It stands to reason that it is enough to rank second in the sword manual!"

"Why does Your Majesty say it is the third?"

All the Confucianists around frowned.

Without him!

This Lingzhuzi is a student of Ou Yezi, and his nature is even more weird.

Although he agreed to cast the Ling Xiao Sword, he made a request that he must see the Ling Xiao Sword unsheathed with his own eyes.

No one in Confucianism thought that he would speak at this moment.

It was an irrelevant question.

Is it important to be ranked third or second?
Maybe it's just that His Majesty made a slip of the tongue, but it's not necessarily true!
Or again.

If His Majesty still ranks Yuan Hongjian second because of old feelings, then there is nothing wrong with that!

You old killer, how could you ask such unsightly words?

Everyone in the Confucian school stared blankly, and Fusu who was on the side didn't expect this to happen.

Immediately fell to one knee on the ground.

He said sincerely in his mouth.

"Father!"

"This person is Ling Xiaojian's swordsmith, Lingzhuzi!"

"Master has dedicated his whole life to making swords, and I hope that my father will forgive him for his shocking crime!"

There was no change in expression on Ying Zheng's face at all, he just glanced at the Confucian people.

Immediately put the Lingxiao sword in his hand back into its sheath.

"It's okay!"

"The widow's measure has never been so small!"

"But since Master Lingzhuzi asked, I will tell you why!"

Ying Zheng's voice was flat, but the domineering aura in it made everyone dare not make a sound.

"The widow's Tianwen Sword can only rank second in the sword manual, so what do you think about your Ling Xiao Sword being ranked third?"

Ying Zheng's half-smile tone made everyone in the East Sea Palace change their expressions.

Heaven asks sword!
Ranked second in swordsmanship?

So what is the sword that ranks first in the sword manual now?

Seeing the shock of the ministers, Ying Zheng had a long-lost smile on his face.

How long has it been!
Meng Tian was surprised too?
What kind of expression is this on Fusu's face? Could it be that he doesn't trust the widow?

a long time!

It was only when the East Sea Palace fell silent again that Ying Zheng spoke slowly.

"The number one sword manual today should be the Chi You sword of the tribute widow in the capital of the gods!"

(End of this chapter)