"Where is Wei Jing?" A clear voice sounded. A tall, thin, elegant and dignified elder in gray robes walked out quickly as the servant walked out, looking around eagerly.
"Are you Wei Jing?" The other party saw Wei Jing and walked over quickly, followed by several followers and two girls.
"You..." Wei Jing was at a loss and nodded repeatedly.
"I'm your uncle!" Wei Changqing smiled brightly, put his hands on Wei Jing's shoulders, looked around, and said repeatedly: "Okay... okay! Awen... why didn't your father come? Your father and son How are you two living in the country?"
"I'm living a pretty good life, carefree. Daddy also misses my two uncles very much." Wei Jing said as he took out the letter from his backpack. There was also a piece of ancient jade in the envelope.
Wei Changqing hurriedly opened the letter and read it. He shook his head and sighed, saying with a choked voice: "My younger brother is just too reserved and stubborn. Why should a brother be so polite? Alas..."
"His name is Wei Jing, and he is your cousin."
Wei Changqing turned around and pulled the two girls over to introduce him. The older one was about three years old, David Jing, with bright eyes and white teeth, a slender figure, half a head taller than Wei Jing. She touched Wei Jing's head and said, "It's great, I have an extra brother!"
The other one was not as beautiful as her sister, and her face was rounder, but her eyes were sparkling. She pointed at Wei Jing with a smile: "How old are you? Are you my cousin or younger?"
Before Wei Jing could answer, Wei Changqing said: "Wei Jing was born half a year after you, and he is your cousin. You are his cousins... No! Zhongyun and Zhiqian... will treat him as their biological brothers from now on. Generally speaking, from today on, Wei Jing is my adopted son, and I treat him as my own son!"
"What!" Wei Zhongyun and Wei Zhiqian both shouted in surprise. Even Wei Jing didn't expect this uncle, whom he had barely met, to accept him as his adopted son after just reading Wei Wensheng's letter.
"Dad, do you think your son is crazy?"
"I can't accept the sudden addition of a younger brother!"
The two girls shouted in rapid succession.
Wei Jing could only stand aside awkwardly, sometimes scratching his head and sometimes touching his nose.
"Today is such a good day. I have accepted some new students and have a new son. You two should hurry up and ask your mother to make preparations and have a banquet in the evening to celebrate." Wei Changqing smiled heartily.
Wei Jing hurriedly said: "Uncle, I'm not here to eat and drink for free. I can help you with things. If you have any work, just ask me to do it. I can endure hardship!"
"Ajing, today I have accepted a group of new students. You study with them and treat them as master and disciple. When your family is together, you can call me foster father! In short, you, my adopted son, are It’s settled. In a few days, let’s pick up your dad and ask him to come and live with me. Wouldn’t it be a good thing? After so many years, he must have thought about it. I really want to meet this old brother!” When Wei Changqing said this, he took Wei Jing's arm and walked towards the inner hall, patting him on the shoulder.
Wei Jing's heart felt warm and indescribably moved.
The inner hall is ancient and elegant, with faintly shiny dark brown wooden floors covering the entire hall, and various long and short swords hanging on the white walls. Two little boy servants were lighting elegant incense on a black jade stone platform on the central wooden table.
As Wei Jing walked, he kept his eyes on the swords, looking at them one by one. When he passed by a bright silver scimitar, he couldn't help but stop and take a few more glances.
"This is made by one of my students, above average level." Wei Changqing said with a smile, and took the initiative to take off the scimitar and handed it to Wei Jing, adding: "Those new students are still listening to the senior brother telling them about the things here. Rules, I'll go take a look. You're welcome here. If you like the swords here, you can take them off and play with them."
Wei Jing nodded, holding the scimitar and looking at it carefully.
The scimitar was only one foot long, and the blade was as bright as a mirror. Wei Jing stared at himself reflected on the blade and murmured in concentration: "White black copper and iron are more precious than gold and silver. They are the finest steel for ornamental weapons..."
Then he tapped lightly with his fingers, listened to the crisp sound, and praised in a low voice: "The workmanship is good, it must have taken more than half a month to make. After hard tempering, the white black copper and iron are not as tough as those actual steel..."
Wei Changqing was about to turn around and leave when he heard Wei Jing muttering to himself, listened slowly, and then laughed loudly: "It is indeed a boy from my Wei family. Uncle, I will test you. This Baixuan sword from the Wei family sword shop is not an ordinary one." Those embroidered swords in the sword shop can only be hung for people to see. As you said, this sword can cut stone and iron, but it is not just a work of hard work..."
"Silverstone powder and Qingshan iron powder should be mixed with some..." Wei Jing said, while weighing the weight of the Baixuan knife with his hands, pinching a scale with his thumb and index finger, tilting his head and saying: " Probably this much black lime can be used to chop with a pure steel knife."
"Okay! Okay!" Wei Changqing was startled at first, then laughed and said: "But the black lime was added a little more, about half is enough...A Jing, how do you know such a clever technique? Your father taught me Pass you?"
Wei Jing nodded: "When I was five or six years old, I helped my father forge iron in our workshop. I have only seen this white black copper and iron steel once..."The Wei Family Sword" and "Eighteen Jue Ding" written by my grandfather. ", I know it by heart."
"Yes! I think that even though Awen has lived in seclusion for many years, he must not have put aside our Wei family's sword-making skills." Wei Changqing gave a thumbs up and praised: "Wait until I send someone to tidy up the sword manor and make it a big place. , as your father’s exclusive workshop, the two of us working side by side will definitely make a big name for the Wei Family Swordsmanship!”
When Wei Changqing said this, he couldn't hide his joy, and his tone was much higher. He paused and asked: "By the way, A Jing, besides swords, does your father make anything special? "
"A special guy?" Wei Jing was a little confused.
"Just like these pair of moon wheels." Wei Changqing pulled him a few steps forward. Hanging on the wall were a pair of blades shaped like a full moon and wheels. In a circle of shining sharp blades, One section is a handle covered with luxurious jewelry. If a person holds this pair of weapons, it will seem to be holding two gorgeous circles.
"Wow! What a beautiful knife!" Wei Jing was dumbfounded. He couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but he was afraid of the shining jade jewelry on it. He was afraid that he would knock down a few of them, so he quickly said: "We are in Xiaoyuan Village. We only take orders from old customers, and only sell a few swords occasionally during the year. At other times, we buy kitchen knives, hoes, etc. for our neighbors. Business is not good because our products are too durable. A kitchen knife will last three years without breaking...”
"This is purely an ornamental toy. It's a waste to use it for fighting..." Wei Changqing seemed to want to ask something else, but didn't know how to ask, so he changed the topic, touched Wei Jing's head, and said he wanted to say hello. The new student turned around and left the hall.
