Chapter 383 He Liked My Drawings

"They're just bandits. It shouldn't take long."

Uncertain return date?

Is there something else going on?

"I'm afraid the journey in the south will be a bit slow due to the floods. During the time when Dad is away, if someone summons you to the palace, you should have someone notify the Zhan family or the Qian family, or at worst the Gu family. When it comes to matters concerning the royal family, don't try to force them." Marquis Xiang Ming was very worried after what happened yesterday.

Ye Qianning nodded obediently.

"General." An urging voice came from outside the door.

Xiang Minghou turned back with a hint of displeasure between his brows: "Right away."

Ye Qianning knew that there were people in the dark. She thought they were the guards who accompanied her father to the war, but from the sound of their voices, it seemed that they did not sound like guards, but rather people who were here to monitor her father.

"Dad is gone. You have gone to Loushan with your master. If you can avoid going back home, then do so. No one in the academy dares to act rashly." Xiang Minghou turned around and said again.

"I know, Dad, wait a moment." Ye Qianning sat up: "Du Ying, bring the big knife."

"yes."

Xiang Minghou was puzzled: "What big knife?"

"It's the big knife I asked Du Ying to buy from Jiushan last time. Dad can bring it with him if he encounters an enemy."

"No need, Dad, a big knife is enough." Xiang Minghou's big knife weighs more than 100 pounds and is extremely sharp. It can cut iron like mud. Because it is too sharp, he rarely carries it in front of others.

He always says he wants to take the little girl to see it, but the girl hasn't seen it yet. The little girl prepared a big knife for him. She probably thought he was kidding about the big knife.

"Dad, you'll know once you see it." Ye Qianning was a little mysterious.

Xiang Minghou laughed when he saw her like this and said, "Okay, Dad will take you with him."

He must accept his daughter's kindness, no matter whether it is good or bad.

Du Ying took out the big knife: "General."

Xiang Minghou stood up and picked up the big knife. It felt very heavy in his hand. He weighed it twice and drew a line in the air with the big knife. With a "swish", the big knife stopped.

The cloth wrapped around the sword also fell off, revealing a bright and sharp sword that was extremely dazzling under the light, and a faint chanting sound seemed to echo in my ears.

Xiang Minghou's eyes were bright, and the blade showed its dominance. From the pleasant chanting sound, it could be determined that it was a top-grade weapon.

"When did Jiushan's sword become so good?" He said with admiration, but shock was in his eyes.

As a general, he has very high requirements for weapons. His sword was given to him by the late emperor and was named "Xiangfeng".

The big knife in front of him is of similar weight to his. Although it has some origins, it is not inferior to Xiangfeng in any way.

"General, it's not that Jiushan's weapons are good, but this sword was made by the best blacksmith in the world, and the materials used are all treasured by the casting sect for hundreds of years." Du Ying said.

"The world's number one blacksmith, Xiang Yue?"

"yes."

"He actually made a move. This knife doesn't look simple." Xiang Minghou stared at the hilt with sharp eyes. He turned it twice and found something strange: "So there's something special inside it."

"Good eyesight." Ye Qianning praised.

Dad is really worthy of being a military general, there is no concealment of weapons in his hands.

"Girl, how did you buy this big knife?" It's a top-quality one. According to Xiang Yue's personality, he would never sell it easily. Even if he had money, he couldn't buy it.

"At first I was going to have it made and pay him a fee for the workmanship, but he later took nothing from me and even gave me a lot of goodies."

"Huh? What's going on?" Xiang Minghou was confused. Xiang Yue was a well-known stingy person.

"He's interested in my broadsword design."

The man carefully crafted a big knife and charged me for it, and also gave me a gift.

Ye Qianning generously gave him the design drawings of the broadsword, and also included some drawings of secret doors.

(End of this chapter)