No matter what, this four-department joint examination is finally over!
According to the plan, teachers and students were dismissed on the spot after the exam. Students can enjoy more than a month of vacation and return to the training camp after the New Year to receive their induction certificates.
During this month, the training camp will summarize the students' results and send the information and the employment intentions filled in by the students to various local inspection and land inspection departments in Yunzhou for their reference. Then, statistics on the willingness to recruit new students and vacancies in various places are taken into consideration, and students are assigned to join the job while taking into account the geographical balance.
Generally speaking, the training camp has the initiative to allocate graduates, which is also the most important power of the training camp.
However, this has nothing to do with Tang Zhao.
He is the teacher, and his only task is to teach. The power of distribution is in the hands of the mountain leader and the full-time dean. He has already written comments for each student, and he cannot interfere in other matters.
You could say that he had a vacation with his students.
Tang Zhao has his own plan. He will recuperate in his hometown and old house, and then wait for the black widow to find him to go to Jingzhe Villa to complete the "gu fight" previously agreed upon.
Then he will start the next journey.
When I returned to my old house, it was still as it was before, clean and tidy, with no additional furniture except for a few necessities.
In the past few days when Tang Zhao went to the front line, Wei Se stayed in the old house to help him look after the house, which was quite leisurely. Apart from sweeping the yard and sleeping, there was no other activity. Wei Se seemed to be hibernating, and when Tang Zhao came back, he felt like he was waking up from a dream.
Tang Zhao asked about the recent situation and learned that no one from the Five Poison Society came to the door. He knew that the other party knew that he was not at home, so he did not come to disturb him.
It was also because he had beaten him before that the Five Poisons Association had become scrupulous. Ordinary gangsters did not dare to come to the door anymore, and they did not dare to even send rice or oil to cultivate friendship.
If he comes again, the Black Widow will probably come in person in a few days.
Putting this matter aside, Tang Zhao greeted Wei Se to come in, closed the door behind his back, and said: "There is good news, you... come, let's give it a try."
He wanted to directly say that you have a sword, but thinking about it, he was not sure that one of the six types of swords would be suitable for him, so it was better not to say too much.
He directly took out six types of swords filled with exotic stones, lined them up on the table, and said boldly: "Here, pick whatever you want."
Dumbfounded, Qianqian Tongren stared at these sword types. He was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "What is this?"
…
It turns out you don’t know me.
Tang Zhao failed to pretend and felt a little embarrassed, saying: "It's nothing...it's just a sword species."
After taking a look at the dangerous expression, he breathed a sigh of relief - there was no need to continue explaining, he knew.
Wei Se had been following Tang Zhao for a year, and he still knew this common sense of swordsmiths. He felt his heart shake, and a wave of heat rose up from his internal organs. He wanted to say something, but he was a little timid. As the saying goes, he was worried about gains and losses, but he was speechless. .
He swallowed and then said: "The choice you are talking about is..."
Tang Zhao said straightforwardly: "Just pick a sword type that suits you. If there is a suitable one, I will forge a sword for you."
Wei Se suppressed his excitement and said: "This... this is not good, right? You have relatives, friends, and classmates, how can you let me pick first? How about..."
Tang Zhao looked at him strangely and said, "If you really give up voluntarily, of course I will respect your opinion."
Wei Se hurriedly said: "That's not what I meant... that..."
Tang Zhao laughed loudly, got up, pressed Wei Se down on the chair, and said: "You can choose freely. Why are you being polite to me?"
At this moment, he found the joy of playing tricks on others.
Wei Se was a little embarrassed. He lowered his head to look at the sword seed. He wanted to reach out and feel it, but he was so nervous that his palms became sweaty. You must know that this is a rare opportunity. If you miss it, you don't know when you will get the sword seed again.
Tang Zhao patted him and said: "Don't touch the sword seed with your hands, otherwise it will get into your soul and it will be troublesome for me to take it out. So you can sense it first, and I will go out for a walk. Don't worry, as long as there is a little Once you sense it, I will try to adjust a suitable sword for you. This is what swordsmiths do. Relax, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work this time, there will be opportunities in the future. I am very capable."
After saying that, he pushed the door open and walked out.
Wei Se raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Whether you are in a hurry or not, you put six such precious sword types together with me, a person who is not a swordsman, why are you so big-hearted?"
Tang Zhao walked out of the room and sat down in the yard - he said he was going for a walk, but of course he wouldn't really leave Wei Se and Jian Zhong at home alone. Moreover, after visiting the front line for so long and so many things happening, he wanted to be quiet for a while.
He sat alone in the rocking chair under the pergola, facing the noon sun.
The December sunshine was not very warm, but it was gentle and harmless. It spread gently all over his body and contributed to his sleepiness.
Gradually, the sound of wind, leaves, and people coming from the street disappeared, and he slipped into the haze.
"Knock knock knock——"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Tang Zhao opened his eyes and was about to get up when he heard a creak and it was Wei Se who came out and opened the door.
He lay back down again, opened his eyelids just a slit, and saw that the sun had already set to the west, and he had slept like this for a while.
At this time, he was still feeling sleepy. A few steps away, the voice seemed far away, and he heard Wei Se say: "Why are you here?"
Is he an acquaintance?
Judging from Wei Se's tone, there was nothing to be wary of. There are not many people in this world who are not wary of sex. Moreover, this tone is very familiar, not at all disrespectful, and there is no danger that he can always deliberately maintain humility.
who is this?
"Hello, assistant. Is sir here?"
Oh, Qin Yongcheng.
Tang Zhao recognized the student's voice, finally got up, rubbed his temples with his fingers, sobered up a little, and said: "Yongcheng, come in."
Wei Se opened the door and it turned out to be Qin Yongcheng. At this time, he changed into civilian clothes and dressed like an ordinary young man in the city.
As soon as he entered the door, Qin Yongcheng bowed and said: "Sir, please forgive the student for being presumptuous..."
Tang Zhao said: "Don't do this, sit down."
Qin Yongcheng smiled and sat on the small stool opposite him and said, "Sir, I'm here to ask you something today."
Tang Zhao smiled and said, "I told you not to do this. Have you run out of hair dye? Ask the teaching assistant to give you some more. Use it sparingly. Applying too much may lead to premature baldness. Look at your hairline. The line is getting worse every day..."
Qin Yongcheng hurriedly touched his hair, waved his hand and said, "Stop making fun of students. My hairline is fine. Sir, is there no one else here?"
Tang Zhao raised his head and looked at Wei Se. Wei Se walked out of the door calmly, and came back after a while, saying: "No one is around, I'll go outside and watch."
Tang Zhao nodded, went out and closed the door behind him. Qin Yongcheng said seriously: "Sir, are you a powerful swordsmith?"
Tang Zhao was startled and said: "I can't say he's powerful, he's a swordsmith. Wait, you want to..."
Qin Yongcheng said: "I would like to ask you to make a sword."
Tang Zhao looked him up and down and said, "Okay, you boy." Since he took the initiative to forge swords, he must have a sword type, which is a rare thing. He recalled the context and asked, "Did you get it from the Gray End Demon Cave?"
Qin Yongcheng said: "Yes, I have better luck. I dug it out from the Gray End Demon Cave. At that time, it was considered to be digging three feet into the ground."
Tang Zhao couldn't help but admire Qin Yongcheng's luck. You must know that Hui Jin Demon Cave is already a stable demon cave. Not to mention digging three feet into the ground, even if you dig thirty or three hundred feet into the ground, you may not be able to find anything. It may be that Qin Yongcheng has a very high compatibility with this sword type, or maybe he entered some special state when he was awakened by the Yin Qi of the Demon Cave, so he was extremely lucky to find such a treasure.
Of course, Qin Yongcheng's words may not be entirely true. The process of finding the sword species was not that simple. But Tang Zhao did not ask deeply. Everyone has his own opportunities and may encounter miracles, so why bother to get to the bottom of it?
Tang Zhao said: "Don't mention it to outsiders, otherwise there will be trouble from the Prison Department. Are you sure it's suitable for you?"
Qin Yongcheng said: "It was my soul that guided me to find the sword."
Tang Zhao nodded, not doubting this statement. There is a connection between people and swords, and said: "I can make a sword for you. And it doesn't cost money to make a sword."
Qin Yongcheng said hurriedly: "Sir, please don't do this. I am very lucky to have your husband take action. I should give you twice as much as you and outsiders receive..."
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "There is just no market price. I haven't entered the market yet. I haven't finished yet. I won't charge you for the cost of making the sword, just treat it as a practice for myself. But I can't replace the materials. Come on. I'll study your sword type in a while, and then make a material list for you. Let me start by saying that the cost of materials is not cheap, and it will be enough for you to save for several years. Maybe you have time to save materials, and you can earn merits. It’s enough for you to apply for a sword trial.”
Qin Yongcheng said: "I still want this sword, and I trust you more. I entrust my sword to you, and I will have no complaints regardless of success or failure."
Tang Zhao nodded and said: "It's better to be successful. I'll check the sword species first and make an order for you."
Qin Yongcheng's sword will naturally not be ranked before Wei Se, but fortunately it will take several years to collect the materials, so it will not be crowded. In fact, Tang Zhao won't have all Wei Se's materials, and he needs to collect them himself. However, Wei Se has his own channels, so the collection may be faster.
The two of them entered the house. In the secret room, Qin Yongcheng took out his sword. The sword types all look the same, and to outsiders they don't seem to have much in common.
However, Tang Zhao has a strong inspiration in the direction of "fire", and he has some vague feelings about this sword type. If the materials for the sword are matched well, he can also use the sword. It's just that he doesn't need it.
He thought of telling the student that this type of sword was not uncommon, and there were many people who were suitable for it, so it might attract a lot of covetous people, so he had to keep it well. Then he felt that it seemed redundant - could it be said that if the sword is out of sight, it doesn't need to be kept well?
Everyone will take the sword as their lifeblood, okay?
Tang Zhao took out various magic weapons and tested the sword types while formulating various sword-making plans in his mind. Checking and deleting at the same time, making a list of materials over and over again.
If an outsider came to make the sword, Tang Zhao might have listed all the materials that might be used and asked the customers to find them one by one. After all the swords were made, would he still care about the money?
But Qin Yongcheng was his student, his family was not wealthy, and sword cultivation was even more difficult to come by. Tang Zhao could not help but delete, delete, and modify the plan to choose the most suitable, most economical, and highest success rate plan for him.
This consideration lasted until late at night. Qin Yongcheng quietly watched Tang Zhao working in the room, his face was calm, but his heart was burning like a fire.
At the third watch, Tang Zhao stood up and handed him the list, saying: "That's it, take it. Forget it, it's too late today. Don't go out at night. Just stay here for one night."
Qin Yongcheng couldn't refuse, so he smiled and said, "Sorry, sir."
Tang Zhao immediately sent him to rest next door. As soon as he went out, he frowned and glanced outside the wall.
Wei Se was already on the roof and said coldly: "Who is it?"
