Beiliang Palace.
In a side hall.
Xiao Daocheng sat quietly on the dragon chair, looked at the middle-aged man below who was dressed as an official from the Imperial City, and asked with a gloomy expression: "Have you found Zhao Ding?"
"No...no."
Listening to Xiao Daocheng's words, the middle-aged man wearing the Imperial City's official robe stuttered and replied with some fear in his eyes.
"Asshole!"
Xiao Daocheng shouted loudly, "What do you people from the Imperial City Division do for food? You can't even find Zhao Ding."
Today we have to dig three feet into the ground to find it! "
Xiao Daocheng was furious.
This is the critical moment for him to negotiate with Dayu. Zhao Ding must be there. Without Zhao Ding, he will lose more than half of his bargaining chips!
Only if he is ambiguous with Da Qian, will Dayu be really willing to give enough extra weight, and it will be most beneficial to be with him, Daliang.
"yes."
Hearing what Xiao Daocheng said, the middle-aged man wearing the clothes of an Imperial City Department official quickly shouted respectfully and retreated.
Not long after the middle-aged man left, a chamberlain hurriedly ran in.
"How is it appropriate to be in such a hurry?"
Xiao Daocheng looked at the servant with an unhappy expression.
The chamberlain swallowed a sip of saliva, took out a red notebook from his sleeve, and handed it to Xiao Daocheng respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is the resignation that Mr. Yang Fu of Daqian, Mr. Yang Ge, just sent over."
This red memorial is naturally the resignation letter that Zhao Ding asked Yang Fu to write on the carriage that day.
"Resignation? What does he want to do?"
Xiao Daocheng raised his brows, looked at the chamberlain with narrowed eyes, reached out to take the resignation from the chamberlain's hand, and said with a smile: "Good boy, you are putting pressure on me."
After saying that, he threw the red memorial in his hand on the table and ordered: "Tell Yang Fu that I have been in poor health these days and ask him to tell Zhao Ding that we will talk about the alliance in a few days."
"yes."
After hearing Xiao Daocheng's words, the waiter immediately bowed and walked out.
After watching the chamberlain go out, Xiao Daocheng sat alone on the dragon chair, looked at the darkening sky in the distance and murmured to himself: "On one hand, you are disappearing for me, and on the other hand, someone is handing you your resignation, Zhao Ding." , Zhao Ding, what on earth are you playing with me?"
Originally, he thought that Zhao Ding avoided the eyes of the Imperial City Division and disappeared secretly to the Soldier-Forging Valley, hoping to gain the smelting skills of his beams.
But now it seems that is not the case.
…
"Sir, this is it."
Outside Luoyang City, there is a street that is okay but not very prosperous.
Tian Hu and Zhao Ding stood in front of an ordinary-looking iron shop.
At this moment, Zhao Ding and Tian Hu had already changed their clothes.
Zhao Ding looked like a wealthy young man in Ding's clothes. His handsome facial features were covered by an almost invisible human skin mask, turning him into a young man with a somewhat gloomy face, while Tian Hu turned into a man with a dog hugging his body and a more ordinary face. Strong man.
At this moment, there was a young man with a wretched face beside Zhao Ding and Tian Hu.
At this moment, he was standing at the door of the store, looking at Zhao Ding and Tian Hu with a smile.
This young man was none other than Tian Hu's insider, and the person who provided Tian Hu with the address of this iron shop.
"right here?"
Zhao Ding raised his brows and took a curious look at this old and shabby iron shop.
Originally, in his conjecture, a place like this should be outside the city, making it easier to retreat in time if discovered.
But now it seems that he has thought too much.
And the people behind the scenes are obviously much more courageous than him.
Standing at the door, I looked inside the store again.
Most of them were farm implements, and there were only a few swords and weapons, but even these few swords and weapons were basically old things, and the scabbards and scabbards were covered with thick dust.
There is nothing strange about it.
As for the armor, there is none.
Because no matter whether it is Daliang, Dagan, or other places, hiding armor privately is a felony!
Seeing the arrival of Zhao Ding and the others, a woman in her fifties came out of the store with a smile: "This man, this is your first time here. It's normal for you not to understand our store, but I'll wait for you later." When you see something really good, I guarantee you will come back a second time."
"really?"
Zhao Ding smiled playfully.
"Of course I am serious. The things I have here are good things that most people can't buy. As for the things outside, they are just to deal with people outside.
Just come with me. "
The woman, who was about fifty years old, said with an extremely sophisticated smile.
"Okay, as long as the things are good enough, the money will be yours."
As he spoke, Zhao Ding took out a thousand-tael silver note from his sleeve and placed it on the counter of the shop.
Seeing this scene, the woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and she glanced at Zhao Ding again.
Then he quickly ran forward, reached the door of the store, and closed the door.
Looking at this scene, looking at the dim lights in the store.
Zhao Ding always feels a little strange.
This is probably the only thing the two worlds have in common...
After closing the door, the woman who was about fifty years old walked forward with a smile, raised an eyebrow at Zhao Ding, swayed, and walked slowly into the store.
After entering a series of secret passages.
As a secret door opens.
There was a crash!
Zhao Ding's eyes suddenly lit up.
A broad hall covering an area of 100 meters appeared in front of Zhao Ding.
There are neat rows of weapon racks inside.
On these weapon racks, there are swords or swords that have been polished and shined with a cold light. On the contrary, they are guns and hammers commonly used on the battlefield, and there are very few of them.
But even looking at these polished swords or long swords made Zhao Ding's eyes light up.
The quality of these swords is not only better than the standard long swords in Daqian's current army, but it is also somewhat better than the sabers used by his Youzhou Army.
"Can I try the knife?"
Zhao Ding suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked at the woman in her fifties and asked.
"Of course it's possible."
Listening to Zhao Ding's words, the woman smiled slightly and stretched out her hand to indicate to Zhao Ding to take it from the shelf.
Zhao Ding was not polite, casually took a knife, and then looked at Tian Hu.
Tian Hu was also frightened by the scene in front of him.
Seeing Zhao Ding lift the knife, he came back to his senses and took out his own saber.
A loud sound!
A sound of fine iron clashing sounded.
The sword in Tian Hu's hand was broken with a hard sound, but the sword in Zhao Ding's hand only had a gap on the blade.
"Good knife!"
Zhao Ding couldn't help but admire!
Due to process issues.
Many knives in this era have a relatively high content of greed, so they are easy to break, but the knife in his hand is as good as it is, it just has a chip on the blade.
From Zhao Ding's perspective, the carbon content is probably much lower than the sabers cast by the current casting method used by Daqian!
