Faced with Supervisor Xuanshui's suggestion, Xue Xianyun suddenly asked Tang Zhao, and everyone was stunned.
Some people reacted quickly and immediately noticed something, staring at the handsome young man next to them in surprise. But more people didn't react for a while and just felt baffled.
Why ask a boy who is not even twenty years old?
"that……"
Two people spoke at the same time, both of which were meaningless words. The female prisoner was surprised and seemed to be at a loss for words, while Tang Zhao was a little embarrassed and seemed to want to find a way to express his words.
Xue Xianyun glared at Tang Zhao and said loudly: "What is 'that'? You are already a serious swordsmith, how can you be so coy? It all depends on you whether you sign or not. Just sign if you agree. , don’t sign if you don’t agree, these are people who are asking for your help, no one can settle a score with you.”
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This sentence is so straightforward that even a fool can understand it. But everyone really looked at the two of them as if they were stupid.
It wasn't that Tang Zhao was worried about anything, but he was really confused by the question. He didn't know Xuanshui Prison very well, so he couldn't answer in a hurry: "I haven't thought about it. I'll give it some thought before I answer, okay?"
The female prisoner stared at this face that looked too young no matter how young she looked. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything.
At this time, someone said: "Interesting, so this sword with such a powerful momentum was forged by Brother Tang? This young man became the swordsmith this time?"
Xue Xianyun took a look and saw that the speaker was an old woman who he didn't recognize at all standing at the back of the crowd. She was a little strange, but then she proudly announced loudly: "That's right. The swordsmith is my apprentice Tang Zhao!"
Although this sound was loud, it was not as loud as thunder, but everyone present really felt like they were struck by lightning.
There was an uproar all around, and the commotion was like a tide, pushing forward row after row, and finally forming a boiling situation on the shore.
Regardless of their position or emotion, everyone present was uncontrollably excited, and they didn't know what they were excited about.
Perhaps, this is a kind of pride that comes from the heart after witnessing history?
In contrast, Yun Xiyan was the most excited and had the most pure feelings. He was so excited for Tang Zhao that he wanted to jump up and down to express his happiness.
At this time, someone yelled at the top of his voice: "Hey, why did it change to this kid? Didn't your Zhuoyu Villa tell Xue Xianyun that you were forging swords?"
Xue Xianyun then said: "Of course I forged swords. What's wrong?"
This was another thunder explosion, and everyone was a little dizzy. The broken gong voice was stunned for a moment, and said: "But didn't you just say that your apprentice forged swords?"
Xue Xianyun obviously didn't shy away from exchanging words with others, and said loudly: "Yes, I said, now it is my apprentice who forges swords. Didn't you see? Did the sword-making wind just now blow your eyes out? ?”
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The old woman who spoke at the beginning was still in a stable mood and did not make any comments. She said warmly: "So, the owner of the village has already forged the sword? Has it been forged?"
Xue Xianyun smiled and said: "Of course."
The uproar started again, and many people booed in displeasure or even disbelief.
The old woman turned a deaf ear and continued: "But it was Ling Gaozu who just successfully forged the sword in front of us?"
Xue Xianyun glanced at Tang Zhao and said, "Exactly."
The old woman finally sighed and said, "Then this sword-making conference is..."
Xue Xianyun said without thinking: "Of course it is held for Azhao."
The old woman asked curiously: "Why isn't this held for you two? A wise master and apprentice can both make swords. Isn't it a good story to have two swordsmiths? Even if you made the sword earlier, you can still celebrate together. Forging. The sword tournament is held for two people at the same time, which is a unique story."
Xue Xianyun said: "That's a good question...why...of course it's me who wants the face! I think my old man has been learning to make swords for thirty years, and he has been preparing for no less than ten years. In the end, he was timid and missed the opportunity. He failed to forge the sword and had it stolen. , it was a total failure. It was easy to take advantage of the apprentice, and I was lucky enough to succeed, but that was just a matter of course. It was not a surprise, at most it was a small comfort. As long as you know it, why do you have to be so shameless and let others know? ?So the children said they would hold a sword-making conference for me, but I didn’t agree. Just to invite old enemies to come over and slap them in the face? I’m afraid they’ll slap me in the face too.”
"I am the only disciple who is a real genius. He prepared the materials with me before, and he had already planned his own sword. I didn't put out the fire in the sword furnace after forging the sword, so I borrowed the fire for him to try. The purpose of making the sword was just to give him practice. He had not been copied by anyone, and there was plenty of material left over. There were plenty of opportunities to start over, and failure was also experience. In the end, he succeeded in the first attempt. Isn’t this a genius? Everyone, I’m an old man. Isn't it worthy of celebration that a young man like Zhaoyang forges a sword by chance? Isn't it worthy of celebration that the youngest swordsmith in recorded history deserves celebration?"
The old woman smiled and said, "It's worth it."
Then, she turned back and said loudly: "Do you think it's worth it?"
Although she had always spoken softly, her voice was so loud now that it shook the mountains. Everyone seemed to be being scolded by their teacher, and they all replied solemnly: "It's worth it!"
Because, it is worth it.
The girl overheard Xue Xianyun talking about the youngest swordsmith in history, and was slightly stunned. She couldn't remember if this was the youngest swordsmith in history. However, looking back carefully, it seems that there are really no younger examples that come to mind. So whether Xue Xianyun really knew this record or just said it casually, there seems to be no way to refute it.
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So, just because of this "irrefutable", isn't it worth holding a grand and unprecedented sword-making conference?
So, she shouted: "It's worth it!"
Xue Xianyun didn't expect that he had already responded to everything without spending any words. He only felt that he had never been so beautiful in so many years. He said happily: "Okay, since everyone said it was worth it, then please come to the venue. There are flowers over there. Wine, what’s so interesting about these broken stones? Even if you want to admire the place where the sword was made, you have to wait until the place is cleaned before people can visit it."
At this time, the disciples came up, led the way according to the established procedures, and said to the guests: "Please come this way, the venue is ready."
Everyone left one after another, but before leaving, they all took a deep look at Tang Zhao.
In terms of appearance, Tang Zhao is by no means "not amazing", but given his age and position, it is indeed his time to be the backdrop behind the teacher. But everyone understands in their hearts that this young and over-the-top swordsmith is no longer a "young man with a bright future" or a "young hero" from today on. Instead, he has truly stepped onto the stage and has his own place in the world. , it can even be said that it already has a legend of its own.
This is really... touching.
Not to mention how the old enemies who had no dealings with Xue Xianyun were gnashing their teeth and hating the old man for his good luck. Even the sages who had stayed out of the matter had thought more and considered changing their stance and perhaps being more proactive. The female young prisoner went to the venue first as arranged, but before leaving, she said sternly: "Young Master Tang is the backbone of future swordsmiths. Please be sure to enter the swordsmithing book and set an example for the younger generation."
She seemed to want to pull Tang Zhao to say a few more sincere words, but there was a black widow looking at her with a half-smile, which reminded her of some unpleasant things in Jichun City, so she finally turned around and left.
Among them, those who were familiar with Tang Zhao were naturally more delighted. Yun Xiyan rushed over to hug Xue Xianyun and Tang Zhao, and said: "As expected of my big brother! I know you are not a bad person."
Wang Fei, Ju Tianxuan, Wu Yunfei, Chu Shanxia, Che Sha and other contemporaries also gathered around to congratulate him. However, Black Widow just smiled and nodded, and Guan Lei, who was particularly conspicuous among the crowd, were all relatives and friends in Heyang County. Because they were all elders, they did not actively participate in the congratulations of the younger generation. Mrs. Huarong did take the young man with her, but she didn't get close. After congratulating her, she chatted with Xue Yeyu and left. She vaguely heard her asking about her daughter's situation again. After all, that was the first thing in her heart.
After the younger generation talked to Tang Zhao, they also left to go to the banquet, but one person stayed, who was naturally sentenced to death. When he came to Tang Zhao, he first grabbed his shoulders and squeezed him.
Tang Zhao succeeded in forging the sword, and met so many relatives and friends in one breath. He smiled naturally, and was even more happy when he saw Xing Ji. Just when he was about to speak, he was startled and said: "You...what else can you say?"
Naturally, this was not said to Xing Ji, but to the person behind him. Xing Ji turned his head and saw that the old woman behind him hadn't left yet, and her expression froze slightly.
The old woman looked at Tang Zhao with a smile and said, "I have one more thing to say to Sword Master Tang. It's really good. Since ancient times, heroes have been born young, and it will be the era of you young people from now on." After that, she left with a smile.
Tang Zhao felt a little inexplicable, but he was always happy when he received praise. When he turned around, he saw Xing Ji looking strange and said, "Mr. Xing, do you know her?"
Xing Ji sighed: "Can I not recognize it? It's just that she didn't say it, so I can't tell you. Stop talking about it now. Come on, let me see your sword first."
Tang Zhao smiled and presented the dark golden sword.
The sword he forged was naturally his sword and no one else's.
Xing Ji carefully looked at the sword from the tip to the scabbard, but did not pull out the sword - this was not something he could pull out. After admiring it repeatedly, he said: "What a good sword. Although it has not been drawn out, I can imagine that it is not inferior to any world-famous sword. I look forward to the day when its sword shines brightly on Kyushu."
Tang Zhao smiled and said, "Very quickly."
Xing Ji said: "You are not being humble. That's right, there is nothing to be humble about. If you are still humble, others are even breathing wrong, so you have to leave others a way to survive. I just heard that you are the one who is forging swords. At that time, I was shocked."
Tang Zhao said: "That was also unplanned. I suddenly had the urge to give it a try, and Master indulged me. Otherwise, it would never have happened so quickly, and it would have been delayed for a year and a half. And this process was very complicated. It went smoothly. It went smoothly beyond my expectation."
Xing Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What kind of success do you mean? Internally or externally?"
Tang Zhao replied seriously: "You know - they all exist."
