Wei Jing walked around the hall, stopping in front of each weapon and savoring it carefully. He saw a long-handled euphorbia in the corner of the beam and pillar. He stopped and looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it. Suddenly, he heard the sound of soft footsteps coming from behind. He turned around and saw that it was his two cousins coming.
"Brother, what are you doing? Don't touch my things!" the young girl said.
Wei Jing asked with a smile: "Two cousins, which one of you is Zhongyun and which one is Zhiqian? I'm afraid I'll call you the wrong one in the future."
"The eldest sister's name is Zhongyun, and the little sister's name is Zhiqian. Remember it clearly, otherwise my sister won't love you!" Wei Zhiqian said playfully, she is the little sister.
Wei Zhongyun chuckled, tugged at the corner of Wei Zhiqian's clothes and said, "Suddenly there is a new brother, I don't know if it is true or not. Aren't you shy when you call me so affectionate?"
Wei Zhiqian replied: "Father said so, could he mistakenly identify his brother's child?"
Wei Zhongyun said: "It's hard to say."
"It's absolutely true! You can't be wrong. I will listen to whatever your two sisters tell you from now on." Wei Jing smiled and nodded. Initially, the conversation between the two cousins was not gentle and polite, and was even a little contemptuous, but Compared with Bei Xiaolu, who often used vicious words to scold him, Wei Jing felt very happy now that he had two more young and lovely cousins.
"Dad is changing clothes and is getting ready to meet his new classmates. Come with us! You are in the Wei Family Sword Manor, so you must abide by the rules here..." Wei Zhongyun said as she waved Wei Jing out.
Wei Zhiqian followed along, occasionally interjecting some rules about the Wei Family Jianzhuang, mostly about when the students got up, when they went to bed, and what cleaning duties they were responsible for.
Wei Jing listened carefully and remembered everything in his mind. The two cousins came outside a small hall and looked inside. There were dozens of small tables in the hall, and 90% of the seats were occupied. There are some old and some young. The young one is as big as Wei Jing and the old one is forty or fifty years old.
Wei Zhongyun explained to Wei Jing: "This is a classroom for junior students. After five years of study, they will be promoted to the intermediate school and can participate in sword making at the Jianzhuang. The swords can all bear the mark of the Wei family Jianzhuang. Study again In five years, I will be able to advance to the advanced school and become the sole swordsmith in the sword shop. I will receive the top sword-making secrets taught by my father every day. After another three years, my father will pass the exam and open the Wei Family Sword Shop on his own. branch."
Wei Jing nodded repeatedly and asked, "Then, it will take at least thirteen years to go from being a junior student to starting one's own business."
"That's not necessarily the case. Some people with good qualifications, or those with experience as swordsmiths, can skip grades very quickly; some even become senior students, but still fail to pass dad's review, and it can take several years. "Wei Zhiqian interjected.
"The two sisters should be intermediate students now, right?" Wei Jing asked.
Wei Zhiqian shook her head: "My sister and I don't know how to fight with swords, and dad won't teach us."
Wei Zhongyun smiled and added: "It should be said that Zhiqian and I know a lot and have first-class appreciation, but we are at a disadvantage when picking up a hammer. So we don't forge iron, we just help impart some knowledge."
"Okay, since you are our younger brother, let me sit in the front seat! I'll ask that brat to give up his seat." Wei Zhiqian said as she prepared to walk inside.
"No, no... don't do this!" Wei Jing waved his hand quickly to stop Wei Zhiqian from chasing people away. He pointed to the seat at the back and said, "I can just sit at the back."
Wei Zhongyun also put her hands on her hips and said, "Yes, Zhiqian. The Wei Family Sword Village is very senior-oriented, so don't break the rules. Wei Jing, although this is a junior school, the students' qualifications are also different, and those at the front are , most of them have been studying art for three or four years; the ones at the back are relatively junior, and the last few are the new classmates today, and they are your same generation. According to the rules, you sleep with them at night, but seeing that your father loves you so much, I will definitely arrange a better room for you."
Wei Jing spread his hands and said, "Don't be like this. Tell your uncle for me. The children of the Wei family rely on their own abilities. If I study well, I will jump up the grade quickly, so as not to be true and say that the Wei family favors our own people!"
"That's true!" Wei Zhiqian shrugged.
Wei Zhongyun looked approving, patted Wei Jing's shoulder and said, "You go in, I'll talk to dad."
Wei Jing walked into the classroom, picked a table in the back corner, sat down, and put his luggage at his feet.
At this time, Wei Changqing had finished changing. Dressed in white, he led the senior swordsmith out and made some remarks.
As he talked, he talked about the fact that he had adopted an adopted son today.
Wei Zhongyun had already taken the lead and whispered in Wei Changqing's ear: "Dad, my new brother doesn't want to be in the limelight. He said that the children of the Wei family should rely on their own strength to learn arts. If you give him special benefits, it will only make people angry. They say that our Wei family favors our own people. And if the young masters of the Huang family, Li family, and Lang family find out, they will protest."
Wei Changqing was startled at first, then nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right, Wei Jing! Wei Wen and I haven't seen each other for more than ten years. We were so happy that we forgot all the rules."
Wei Changqing cleared his throat and waved the new students to the front to introduce them. The first one introduced Wei Jing, saying only: "This kid is from Xiaoyuan Village. He is a good kid."
"Hello, classmates, just call me A Jing from now on." Wei Jing behaved naturally, grinned, and stood aside. Wei Changqing introduced the new classmates in order, there were seven in total. The last young man was wearing plain clothes, his head was lowered, his eyes were looking at the ground, and his hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.
"Hey!" Wei Jing looked at him and felt that he looked familiar.
"I'm calling you! Introduce yourself!" Wei Zhiqian pushed the young man from behind. He shuddered, then raised his head and said loudly: "I am Zhang Yao from Xin County!"
"Ha!" Wei Jing's eyes widened. That young man was Gongsun Yao. He came here for some reason and became a student of the Wei family. But when he heard that he called himself "Zhang Yao", looked nervous, and even changed his last name, Wei Jing thought that since he deliberately concealed it, he didn't reveal it, but couldn't help but purse his lips in a funny way.
After the introduction, the new students returned to their seats.
A little boy servant came in and took Wei Jing's luggage into the bedroom.
Wei Zhiqian distributed textbooks to them, which mostly contained the basic knowledge of sword making. The first thing she said was to read this book thoroughly.
"You guys study hard, I will take the test at any time in the future." Wei Zhiqian said with her hands crossed.
Ever since the Wei family swordsmanship was hosted by Wei Yunwu, the students who entered the swordsmanship to learn skills started with this basic knowledge, which remains unchanged to this day.
Wei Jing flipped through the book and then closed it. He also has a copy of this book at home. It was a calligraphy book he used to learn when he was a child, and he has already memorized it by heart.
He looked at Gongsun Yao from a distance and saw him swallowing saliva, flipping through the book nervously, and taking notes from time to time, working very hard.
By the afternoon, Wei Jing was already yawning again and again.
Next to him was a man in his forties who was also a master swordsmith. However, he felt that his skills were not good enough and the sword shop was not doing well, so he paid his own tuition and came to become an apprentice.
He already knew these basic knowledge, and started chatting with Wei Jing about trivial matters in his hometown.
"Ahem! New classmates, what are you talking about if you don't do your homework?" A group of students came over and talked to the new classmates.
Wei Jing was startled and looked around. The students were leaving the table one after another, and then he realized that get out of class was over. He yawned and was about to get up, but several boys stopped him.
"You will follow me from now on, you know?" An eighteen or nineteen-year-old classmate pointed at himself with his thumb, looked at Wei Jing proudly and said, "Have you ever heard of coming to Hulang's house? My name is Lang Zhongqi."
"I have heard of the Wang family in Tongtian Hebei and the Lei family in Tongtian Henan, but I have never heard of the Lang family." Wei Jing replied with a grin.
"The Lang family is a big family in Huhu. You really come from the countryside!" Lang Zhongqi was a little embarrassed. He reached into his pocket and took out two coins. He placed them on Wei Jing's table with a proud hand and touched Wei Jing's head randomly. : "Brother, I'll treat you to something to eat and follow me from now on, you know? If you don't understand anything, come and ask me."
Wei Jing was a little unhappy, so he stuffed the money back into Lang Zhongqi's arms and said, "I'm here to learn skills, not to follow my eldest brother. You can keep the money and use it! The Wei Family Jianzhuang will not starve students to death."
Upon hearing what Wei Jing said, several other new classmates also awkwardly returned the money they had received to Lang Zhongqi. Lang Zhongqi and several of his followers looked embarrassed and glared at Wei Jing fiercely.
"No reward for no merit, I can't take the money." Gongsun Yao on the other end was still taking notes, not noticing Wei Jing at all, and pushed the money back to one of Lang Zhongqi's followers.
"get out of class is over, get out of class is over, everyone has a rest! New classmates, don't be fooled. Some people like to pretend to be wealthy, so ignore those guys." Wei Zhiqian shouted loudly and walked in with her hands on her hips.
"Sister Zhiqian, I know the lessons you asked me by heart. Come and test me." As soon as Lang Zhongqi saw Wei Zhiqian coming in, he immediately changed his face and rushed to talk to her.
Many students dressed like young masters also gathered around, rushing to ask Wei Zhiqian to test their homework.
When Wei Jing saw that Gongsun Yao was still concentrating on endorsing the letter, Wei Jing felt it was funny, walked around in a circle and came behind him, reached out and patted his shoulder.
Gongsun Yao turned around and nodded and smiled at him, then turned back to endorse. Suddenly his body trembled, and he turned back to look at Wei Jing: "Brother Wei!"
"Yes! It's me. Are you surprised?" Wei Jing laughed, stretched out his hand and said, "You can return the green iron sword to me."
Gongsun Yao looked embarrassed and looked around: "Let's talk outside!"
