The soldiers were so regretful that they cast hateful eyes at the dwarf. But the dwarf didn't understand and pointed at Yao and said, "It was him! I went out of the city to play, but I was kidnapped by them and they threw me into the river. You should arrest him and send him to the palace to let the emperor decide his fate!"
"Shut up!" And sent him to the palace? These people wanted to kick him.
But the Imperial Guards said again: "We should send him to the palace. After all, he is a Qianzhou boy. I heard that the Qianzhou people are also waiting for news in the palace. You should go quickly."
The officer nodded and took the dwarf away.
Wangchuan and Huangquan worked together to help Yao, who was still unconscious, back to the county lady's residence, and told the doorman: "Don't let anyone in. Madam won't see guests."
The imperial guards outside the gate realized that something was wrong, and rushed to the palace to tell Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng. Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. When he arrived at the palace gate, the guard told him: "The Ninth Prince and Princess Ji'an may have walked on Changyang Avenue by now." Changyang Avenue is the road leading to Qiankun Palace. Except for princes, ministers, and royal relatives, ordinary people cannot walk on it.
The imperial guards stamped their feet and simply sat outside the palace gate waiting.
At this moment, Feng Yuheng was pushing Xuan Tianming through Changyang Avenue and walking onto the square in front of Qiankun Palace. From a distance, there were many people standing in Qiankun Palace, some familiar and some unfamiliar. Feng Yuheng also saw his father Feng Jinyuan.
Xuan Tianming shrugged: "The old man is showing off again. He got the news that we are returning to the capital, so he summoned all the officials to wait for the test."
Feng Yuheng stared at the unfamiliar silhouettes in the hall and pointed: "Are they from Qian Zhou?"
Xuan Tianming nodded, "It should be."
As they were talking, the two had already arrived in front of the palace. Zhang Yuan had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw them, he quickly stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Your Highness, County Lady, you are finally back. The Emperor has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me into the palace."
He deliberately spoke softly, enough for the people in the hall to hear. At this time, everyone in the hall turned their heads to look at the door, and even Tianwu, who was originally sitting on the dragon chair, widened his eyes.
People's eyes were focused on the object in Xuan Tianming's hand. It was covered with a red cloth, so it was impossible to tell what it was. But everyone knew the purpose of their return to Beijing, so it was not difficult to guess that the object covered by the red cloth should be the first steel weapon made by Dashun.
General Pingnan was the most impatient and rushed forward first, his voice trembling a little: "Did it work? Really did it?"
Feng Yuheng smiled and nodded at him, "Old General, it's done."
This sentence almost made General Pingnan cry. He tried his best to control his excitement and quickly made way for them. Feng Yuheng pushed Xuan Tianming forward step by step, and finally stood on the hall, facing Tianwu.
She let go of the wheelchair, took two steps forward, knelt down and saluted: "Your daughter-in-law pays respect to the emperor, long live the emperor!"
The more Tianwu looked at his daughter-in-law, the more satisfied he felt. He even wanted to get up and help her himself, but his son coughed, stopping him from thinking.
"Ah Heng! Stand up quickly." Tianwu wondered why there was a hint of flattery in his voice.
Zhang Yuan walked back to him and whispered, "Your Majesty, be reserved."
Tianwu gritted his teeth and twitched his lips as he whispered, "What the hell is reserved!" Then he hurriedly asked, "So, the steel has been forged?"
Feng Yuheng nodded, "Not only did he refine the steel, he also used the first piece of steel he refined to create the first steel weapon of my Dashun." As he spoke, he turned to look at Xuan Tianming.
Xuan Tianming raised the object in his hand high, attracting the attention of the whole audience, and then Feng Yuheng reached out and peeled off the red cloth.
As the red cloth was unveiled, people collectively gasped, and even Emperor Kaiwu stood up from the dragon throne.
The long sword held in Xuan Tianming's hand was emitting an intimidating chill, shining brightly, and the blade was shining brightly, with such clarity that it was almost as if the person was restored to his original form.
They had seen such a weapon once, when Feng Yuheng used it to break Zong Sui's iron essence on New Year's Day. But it belonged to Feng Yuheng personally, and even if she agreed to use the steelmaking technique for Dashun, it was still unclear whether she could make it.
In the past six months or so, everyone in the government and the public had been on edge, especially after learning that Feng Yuheng had gone to the camp, they were even more worried all day long, eager to hear news about steelmaking, but also afraid to hear news about steelmaking.
People are afraid of failure, afraid of waiting for half a year, only to find that Dashun can't make steel. Today, Emperor Tianwu said he would call all the ministers to discuss matters, but the matter lasted from just after noon to the evening. There was obviously nothing to do, but they just wouldn't let them go and kept chatting with them. Some smart people guessed that there must be something wrong. But they didn't expect that the Ninth Prince and the Lord of Ji'an County had returned.
The new steel was just formed, and with the steel weapon in hand, General Pingnan was the only one who could wear the weapon into the Qiankun Hall. He could not wait any longer, so he drew out the sword at his waist and chopped at the steel knife in Xuan Tianming's hand.
Feng Yuheng saw that the sword in his hand was a treasure. It was a gift from the late emperor. General Pingnan had been carrying it since the first day he went to the battlefield, and it was still well preserved today.
She was afraid that the sword would break and hurt people's hearts, and just when she wanted to stop him, she saw Xuan Tianming shaking his head at her. So she changed her words and said, "If the general's sword breaks, Ah Heng will make another one for you with new steel."
As soon as he finished speaking, General Pingnan slashed at the blade with his sword, and with a bang, the sword broke into two pieces.
The hilt of the sword was still in his hand, and the gemstone at the base of the sword gradually lost its luster, as if it had lost its life along with the broken sword. General Pingnan looked at the sword in his hand that had accompanied him for decades, and suddenly burst into laughter, then looked at Feng Yuheng and said excitedly: "Girl, do you mean what you said just now?"
Without waiting for her to answer, Tianwu, who was standing in front of the dragon throne, said anxiously, "Give me the sword first after you make it! Old Pingnan, please don't fight with me for it, okay?"
General Pingnan turned around and said bluntly, "Girl promised me first!"
"No matter!" Tianwu's unreasonable energy came up again, "Anyway, you have to give it to me."
Xuan Tianming was helpless. How could an old man have the nerve to fight with his subjects for something? He waved his hand and said, "One for each of you, and we'll give them to you all."
The two old guys nodded with satisfaction and said in unison: "That's pretty good."
They were talking and laughing as they gave their own benefits. Those stupid and surprised ministers were still not able to recover. Everyone knew how important the sword of General Pingnan was to him. Moreover, it was a reward from the previous emperor. It was almost a high-ranking sword. But now, it was broken just like that, and General Pingnan didn't feel bad at all.
People know that this is the charm of Xingang and this is the pressure of Xingang.
The officials of the Dashun court all knelt down and shouted, "Congratulations to the emperor on the completion of the new steel!"
The remaining three people who had not knelt felt embarrassed to continue standing, so they knelt down as well and shouted, "Congratulations to Dashun for unifying the world."
Emperor Tianwu laughed for a while, and when he had finished laughing, he said, "What do you mean by unifying the world? Now is not the time yet."
Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead. What kind of words are these? Isn't it telling me that sooner or later I will unify the world, and you all just wait for me?
Sure enough, the three people looked unhappy. One of them stood up, bursting with anger, and looked at Xuan Tianming and said, "Do you have the honor to test the weapon?"
Xuan Tianming put down the steel knife, looked at the man, and asked casually: "Qian Zhou Wujiang?"
The man nodded, "My name is Xing Haisheng, please teach me, Your Highness the Ninth Prince!"
As soon as he said this, he heard the uncle Qian Zhou who came with him angrily scolded him: "Shut up! The birth of a new national treasure of Dashun is not something that a small foreign country like us can afford! Besides, Your Highness has a serious leg disease, how can I teach you?"
"Hey!" Tianwu waved his hand, "We Dashun have always regarded Fanguo as brothers and have never looked down on you. Now that Dashun has obtained new steel, it is reasonable for this general to want to try it. As for Ming'er's legs... you worry too much. Even if he fights in a wheelchair, you can't beat him."
Feng Yuheng's lips twitched. The two of them were really the same in their shamelessness. She didn't say much, but just pushed Xuan Tianming's wheelchair out of the hall, saying as she walked, "If you want to fight, come out and fight. There's plenty of space outside."
As soon as this invitation was issued, the Qian Zhou general immediately followed, and the Da Shun people followed as well.
Emperor Tianwu, supported by Zhang Yuan, walked at the back and whispered to the eunuch beside him who had always been responsible for arguing with him, "Can Old Nine take on the bullshit I've blown?"
Zhang Yuan nodded, "Your Majesty, rest assured. From childhood to adulthood, when has His Highness ever embarrassed you?"
"That's true." Tianwu's face was more confident. "I don't know whether Qian Zhou has found that child or not. Tell me, a few stupid people who can't even take care of a child, I really don't know how they transported so much gold here. This is really strange!"
He walked to the center of the field while mumbling. A young eunuch had already brought the chairs over and placed them in place. Zhang Yuan helped Tian Wu sit down. Feng Yu Heng also let go of the wheelchair and stepped aside. Only Xuan Tian Ming and the Qian Zhou general Xing Hai Sheng were left in the center of the square.
Xing Haisheng snorted, took the weapon handed to him by the palace guards, took a look at it, and curled his lips, obviously not satisfied with the weapon.
Xuan Tianming said, "If we use weapons directly, I'm afraid the fight will be over in just one move. Since you asked me to teach you, it doesn't make much sense to decide the outcome with just one move. How about this, within thirty rounds, my sword will never touch your weapon, how about that?"
Xing Haisheng didn't try to be brave. This wasn't his own weapon, so he couldn't guarantee its quality. So he nodded, "In that case, thank you very much, Your Highness."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed forward and stabbed Xuan Tianming with the sword in his hand.
The generals of Dashun all frowned, and General Pingnan snorted without any politeness: "Shameless!", expressing the thoughts of all the officials of Dashun.
But then people discovered that Xing Haisheng's shameless skills were really well practiced. He fought, but he didn't hit anyone. He used his shuriken to hit Xuan Tianming's wheelchair. He even made Xuan Tianming laugh during the fight - "It seems that you like my wheelchair very much. If so, I will give it to you!"
As soon as these words came out, someone who was originally sitting in a wheelchair suddenly jumped up, stepped into the air with both legs, leaped behind Xing Haisheng, kicked him on the back, and with a "bang" he staggered forward.
He staggered a few steps and fell into the wheelchair that Xuan Tianming originally sat in.
The person who left the wheelchair landed gracefully and steadily, without any sign of disability!
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