"What did you say?"
"Your Highness, Mr. Zizheng, has been blacksmithing in the palace recently? Is it true?"
"Really! How can this be false? I recently walked past the eldest son's palace, and the clanging sound could be wrong?"
"It's true, it's true! I heard from Old Liu, who was guarding the treasury, that several pieces of meteorite iron had indeed been taken away from the eldest son's palace recently! Even in the official hall of the palace over there, I heard that there were also eldest son's palace. People are here asking for fine iron and materials!"
In a remote corner of the Da Qin Palace, on a washbasin, several palace eunuchs who looked to be in their teens were washing various rags and talking carefully.
"Not only that, there seems to be a boss's sword-making platform and sword-making pool! They are all requested by the eldest son's palace. It's so big! It's like a rockery. Recently, the group of people in the official workshop of the palace have been given away. Very busy!"
"Is this what happened? What happened? Why did His Highness suddenly go to blacksmith?"
"Who knows? Well, just one sentence above and a broken leg next time."
"Hush! Silence! To be honest, it's better for us to say less about these above-mentioned things. If someone overhears us, it will be a big deal to lose our heads."
"Oh, I understand, I understand..."
The news about Ying Zheng's blacksmithing was not concealed in the palace for long.
It only took about a day or two for the news to spread in the palace.
Of course, this kind of spread was only limited to the many attendants, guards, eunuchs, etc. in the palace.
After all, they were in the palace, so they knew the sensitivity of some news quite quickly.
However, when faced with Ying Zheng's forging iron here, although they were a little confused, they were not too surprised.
Because of the current situation in Da Qin, even a blind man can see it after staying in the palace for a long time.
Empress Dowager Huayang and Qin Prime Minister Lu Buwei controlled almost all the power, leaving little for the eldest son Zizheng who was about to take the throne.
The last king of Qin, King Qin Zhaoxiang, died too early and too suddenly. The eldest son Yingzheng was only thirteen years old and had no background of his own. Now he was promoted to the throne of Qin out of nowhere. He was obviously a puppet, which was tantamount to being placed in front of others. Roast on the fire rack.
That kind of huge pressure and tension is simply not acceptable to normal people.
Now Ying Zheng just hit the iron twice to vent, which is already considered a good job...
Ying Zheng didn't know anything about the outside world. In fact, even if he knew, he wouldn't care much.
For the past few days, Ying Zheng has been shutting himself in a small wing, forging swords day and night.
Although I have seen the process of forging a sword on the Internet before, only after actually forging it did I realize how difficult the process is!
Beating, tempering, quenching, melting... basically every step requires extra caution!
And in addition, there are various metal powder ratios that need to be strictly controlled. If something goes wrong even a little bit, you have to start over!
Especially the quenching and forging of the sword body is extremely difficult. If it is not done well, the sword body will break!
In just a few days, apart from eating and sleeping, Ying Zheng basically spent all his time forging iron!
In order to make this first wonder relic operate perfectly, Ying Zheng really put in 120% of his efforts. The clanging sound can be heard from morning to night almost every day!
Now Ying Zheng has almost become a qualified blacksmith, and his whole body is filled with the smell of pig iron!
Especially the quenching and remelting movements are extremely skillful!
'Bah! '
The hot sword embryo fell into the pool water, and the steaming water vapor hit Ying Zheng's face, making his eyes shine even more brightly!
During the long period of time, Ying Zheng tossed and turned and kept hammering and training!
After the last qualified sword embryo was formed, dozens of broken sword embryos were already inserted around him! !
"call......"
"In three days, dozens of sword embryos were created..."
"It's a good thing that my predecessor has been well trained, and the refined iron that comes from there is of high quality. Otherwise, most people would really be unable to bear it..."
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, in the hot forging room, Ying Zheng's upper body was naked, his skin color was dark, and his slender muscles were sculpted and strong under the reflection of the furnace behind him.
Looking at the three-foot sword in his hand, Ying Zheng flicked it with his fingers.
'Zheng~'
A crisp sound like a dragon's roar emanated, and before the sword was even sharpened, echoes of sword sounds could be heard.
Listening to the crisp sound, Ying Zheng's dark little face showed a satisfied smile.
It’s done!
Looking at the sword in his hand, Ying Zheng carefully leaned over the desk, gently picked up a whetstone, and slowly polished it.
After everything was over, a sword with a sharp blade and a green light appeared in the room!
He gently grasped the hilt of the sword and swung it, and the iron rod as thick as a finger in front of him broke instantly. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, but the sword itself had no chip at all!
"good!"
"Since it is my first sword after coming to Great Qin, and it is also my first relic, I will call you 'Ding Qin'!"
Nodding with satisfaction, Ying Zheng sheathed his sword.
Carrying the Ding Qin Sword, Ying Zheng walked out of the wing.
Outside the door of the wing, there were already two huge buildings standing here.
Each of these two buildings is about two people high and three people wide, with peculiar shapes and simple shapes.
This is none other than the sword-casting platform and sword-smelting pool that Yingzheng ordered the palace official workshop to build!
Looking at the sword-making platform and sword-smelting pool that had been built, looking at the Ding Qin sword in his hand and the blade fragments lying behind him, Ying Zheng's eyes were bright.
"call......"
"Very good, everything is ready."
"Next, we just need to bury these things in a place and wait for the news..."
"I wonder what kind of disturbance this first ruin will cause in future generations?"
