"father......"
The sound of sorrow was hovering on the roof of the sword-making hall. Inside the house, the female family members were crying loudly, and the air was filled with the smell of sadness.
Luo Wuwei stepped forward and silently said a word of condolences, then stepped aside and stopped talking. At this time, he felt that he was a little out of place, and wanted to leave here quickly, leaving this place that was about to be bloody.
Not long after, Li Maoshan came to his senses, bowed deeply to Luo Wuwei and said, "Thank you, Mr. Luo, for taking care of me these days, so that this junior can see his father for the last time. Butler, bring me the consultation fee."
Li Fu heard the sound and came over with a plate of gold and placed it in front of Luo Wuwei. Li Maoshan looked at Luo Wuwei and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sir. My father will be mourning soon, so I won't keep you here anymore. Please take the money and thank you for your hard work."
Luo Wuwei looked at the gold on the plate, shook his head and said: "The failure to bring the chief helmsman back from hell is due to Luo's incompetence. The young master does not blame the old man. The young master is already magnanimous. How dare he collect money? It's just Regarding the matter of being the chief helmsman, I would also like to ask my condolences, young master."
"Thank you, Mr. Luo, please."
Luo Wuwei nodded. The child beside him had already packed his things and followed Luo Wuwei out of the room, out of the gate of the Sword Building Hall, and walked out of the city.
In the sword-making hall, white lanterns have been hung up, and memorials in white and black letters are plastered everywhere. In the mourning hall, the bodies of Li Qingyang and Li Maoxue are lying there quietly, and the female relatives in front are crying sadly. . Directly in front were the Jianghu forces who had good relations with Zhujiantang, who came to express their condolences.
Three days later, the funeral was held.
Snow fell all over the city, and the huge funeral procession brought sadness to the city. Behind this sadness, there was a person who was planning to take control of the Sword Building Hall in his own hands.
At the White Horse Restaurant, a mysterious man in black robe quietly walked in from the back door.
He quietly came to a secret room on the second floor, took off his bamboo hat, turned his back to the door, looked at the man in front of him wearing the uniform of the Xuanwu Division and said, "Duan Qingzhi pays homage to Captain Li."
Captain Li took a sip of tea and said, "How are things going?"
Duan Qingzhi replied: "The gold silk soft armor is being made. Now that Li Qingyang of the sword-making hall is dead, Lin Donglu indirectly helped Xuanwu Division control the sword-making hall. Li Maoshan is now obsessed with avenging his father. , now is a great time for us to take control of the Sword Building Hall."
After listening to Duan Qingzhi's words, Captain Li waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, according to inside information, Li Qingyang told Li Maoshan to be careful about you before he died, so let's put aside the matter of seizing the sword-making hall for now. The main task is to quickly make the golden soft armor. The martial arts conference is about to begin. If nothing else happens, those unborn old monsters may come this time. In order to better control the world, Xuanwu Division must Seize the position of leader of the martial arts alliance, otherwise, these Jianghu people will eventually become a major hidden danger to the imperial court."
Duan Qingzhi listened to Captain Li's words and said, "Has Your Majesty decided to go to war with Mobei?"
"Whether we start a war or not is not what we should care about. Our task is to stabilize the power of the world for the court. Whether it is the Central Plains or Mobei, we must be careful of all invading enemies. In addition, Prince Ning is about to enter Beijing. This time the court I’m afraid there’s going to be a bloody storm.”
Captain Li took a sip of tea and continued: "You must hurry up and make the gold soft armor. The success or failure of the Xuanwu Division depends on this."
Ning Wang Zhao Heng is the second younger brother of His Majesty. He has always opposed the existence of the Xuanwu Department in the imperial court. In King Ning's view, it is enough to have the Royal Forest Guards to guard the imperial city, and there is no need to set up an additional Xuanwu Department. However, the Yulin Guards obeyed the orders of King Ning. The emperor's purpose in establishing the Xuanwu Division was not only to fight against Jianghu forces, but also to fight against the Yulin Guards and King Ning.
Although King Ning has been away at war all year round, he has the power to change dynasties. This has always been a worry for His Majesty the Emperor. In addition, in recent years, King Ning has been away at home many times to put down the rebellion of the barbarians. This has made his reputation once reach Gaofeng made our Emperor jealous of him, and Prince Ning also had the idea of aspiring for the supreme position.
Therefore, not only the emperor felt nervous, but everyone in the Xuanwu Division also smelled the smell of blood.
Duan Qingzhi said yes to Captain Li, cupping his hands, and watched Captain Li leave the White Horse Restaurant.
After Captain Li left, Duan Qingzhi's assistant Zhou Yi pushed open the door and saluted Duan Qingzhi and said: "Master, the third batch of gold silk soft armor materials have arrived, and the brothers are rushing to make them. .”
"How long will it take to complete the production?" Duan Qingzhi asked.
"Half a month." Zhou Yi replied.
"Deploy additional manpower and make sure to complete this batch of materials within five days." Duan Qingzhi said directly.
"Yes, I have applied to the superiors for the deployment of manpower, and it is expected that they will arrive tomorrow." Zhou Yi said.
Duan Qingzhi nodded, walked forward, patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work these past few months. Once the gold soft armor is successfully produced, you will return to Xuanwu Division to serve as Ren Liu." Chu Tisi, after so many years, you should have become one of the Xuanwu Si Tisi."
Duan Qingzhi put on his bamboo hat and left the White Horse Restaurant, leaving Zhou Yi alone in thought.
Three days later, the funeral of the Zhujian Hall was over, and Li Maoshan officially became the new chief helmsman of the Zhujian Hall. The first thing he did when he took office was to bring back the masters of the Zhujian Hall who were scattered around the country, and asked them to work closely together. Monitor the whereabouts of Qiao Huaigui and others on Lindong Road, and order people to start building the weapon that ranks first in the sword-making hall's weapon list, the Plum Blossom Order.
Since he stepped down as the chief helmsman of Zhujian Hall, the Plum Blossom Order, which frightened everyone in the world, has also disappeared. During Li Qingyang's reign, he wanted to rebuild the Plum Blossom Order, but failed every time at the critical moment. This also became his A lifetime of regrets.
But this time, in order to avenge his father and younger brother, Li Maoshan gathered all the masters of the Sword Making Hall and studied the method of making the Plum Blossom Order day and night. It is said that only the previous chief helmsman Li Yuan created the Plum Blossom Token, and this Plum Blossom Token became the only Plum Blossom Token in the world.
The Plum Blossom Order is the number one weapon in the world. It is a sword, a hidden weapon, and a dagger. It can change its shape at will in the required environment, and can also increase a certain amount of power according to the user's skill level. harm. At the same time, when necessary, it can also be turned into a protective mirror to play a certain protective role.
Therefore, in order to create the Plum Blossom Order, Li Qingyang worked hard, but still couldn't get the point.
Li Maoshan did not believe in this evil. He decided to surpass his father and his predecessor to create a sharper Plum Blossom Order, and he fell into madness because of this.
Sword Building Hall, in Li Maoshan's room.
A portrait of a beauty was hung on the wall. Li Maoshan stood there quietly, looking at the beauty in the painting, his expression changing between admiration and hatred.
"Senior Sister Mei, do you really not have me in your heart at all?" Li Maoshan murmured in a low voice.
