It should be Song Chuyi, a maid who came to deliver clothes, calling out "Baijian"

  Baijian immediately withdrew his guard and rushed to Song Chuyi's side.

  "Zi Chao, serving the lord, you must give him your whole heart, even if he doesn't appreciate it." Song Chuoyi stretched out his hand to rub Bai Jian's head and said, "Calmness, vigilance, concealment - these six words are my gift to you."

  "The slave thought for a moment, 'I know how to be cautious and calm, but what can I hide?'"

  "He had a greedy desire to hide, and had a loving affection for Duke Qin. He wanted to hide from people other than Duke Qin, and also wanted to hide his lack of love for Duke Qin..." Song Chu gave several examples.

  In other words, it is to hide all one's desires and emotions, giving outsiders an image of being selfless and loyal, which can help her reduce some hostility in the harem, but as for whether she can mix well with others, it depends on her secret means.

  The king's side, what is least lacking are beautiful women. Most kings are also very indifferent to their children's private affairs, and they don't have much time to spend on this, so in order to attract his attention, first of all, one must have beauty, and secondly, one must have a clever mind.

  Song initially didn't think much of the current Zichao, ordinary men wouldn't be able to ignore her beauty, getting pampered might not be difficult, but she was too innocent, it's uncertain if she could stand firm in the palace.

  If lucky, after a period of tempering, may become a trend

  "Chao shou jiao" zi chao xing le li, qi shen zhi hou, you yu yi xia, dao, "xian sheng...... ya......"

  Translation:

  The disciple Chao had finished paying his respects and stood up, hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master... Ya..."

  Zi Chao was conflicted in her heart. On one hand, she wanted to accompany her sister into the Qin Palace; on the other hand, she hoped that Zi Ya could stay far away from this right and wrong of power struggle.

  "In the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one said, 'Her temperament needs to be tempered and then she can follow me. If you can stand firm in the Qin Palace, perhaps there will be a day when sisters reunite.'"

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, it was still necessary to observe for a period of time. Zi Ya was a very thoughtful woman with great resilience and strength. It wasn't wrong to be ambitious as long as she wasn't a naive and arrogant person. Song Chu Yi was willing to prepare a better path for her than Zi Chao.

  The sound of rapid footsteps echoed outside, and a black-armored guard leader rushed in with his men.

  Everyone saw the white blade lying on Song Chu's leg and was stunned.

  As long as it stayed by Song Chu's side, Bai Jing wouldn't bare its teeth for no reason, so when a group of people burst in, it merely lazily raised an eyebrow.

  "Just now I heard the maid say that a wolf has entered, but it is unknown whether it was raised by your noble family or not. It disturbed your noble's peace, please forgive me." The leading black armored guard bowed and saluted.

  It's easy to say, but Song Chu Yi is an outsider, what qualifications does he have to punish their crimes? However, with a humble attitude, they let the matter pass. Song Chu Yi smiled faintly and said, "No harm, this little thing I raised loves to cause trouble and make you all suffer."

  "Thank you for your kindness in sparing my life." The guard bowed and said, "I bid farewell."

  When the guards left, their eyes all drifted to Zǐ Cháo's body at the same time. That pretty face was secondary; mainly it was her figure that was truly stunning.

  The maid nervously brought in the clothes and placed them on the table in front of Song Chuyi, "Sir, the clothes are ready."

  Song Chu nodded and let the maid withdraw.

  "The slave serves his master in changing clothes" - Zi Chao Dao

  Song said, "You go back and rest well, call Xiaoyu over"

  The child's eyes reddened as he nodded his head and softly said, "Yes."

  Song Chu Yi looked at the heartbreaking figure, and when he heard the footsteps fade away, he couldn't help but rub his chin and say to Bai Jing, "It seems I still have the conditions for being a ladies' man, it's just a pity that I'm missing one or two!"

  The host hung his head and came in

  Song Chu initially liked Deng Ya, who was simple and pure, not too clever, perhaps that's why she didn't have many petty thoughts.

  Dressed in black Qin attire, served by Youyu, Song Chu changed into a new outfit and put on his sword, going out with Jiyan and Zhen Gu together.

  It was just past noon, and Xianyang City was at its busiest time.

  Xianyang, the belly of the 800-mile Qin River, has a newly built city called Qindu, which is grand in scale and full of vitality. In the past, the capital of the Qin state was Yongcheng, which was the largest market for human trafficking. Whenever people talked about doing business in the Qin state, it was mostly about human trafficking. Now, merchants from all over gather here, and the streets are bustling with activity.

  Xianyang is not bad, but this one thing is annoying. Mo Gu furrowed his brow and patted the dust off his body, "I'm afraid I'll have to take three baths a day to get clean."

  Song Chuoyi pushed him aside with a hint of disdain and said "go take your leave"

  Xianyang is several times better than the original city of Xingyang, most of the time it won't be so dusty, only in winter when there's less rain and the weather is a bit dry.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, she was from Yangcheng, not far from Xianyang. She spent half her time in Qin State's Xianyang and most of her experiences were on this land in Longxi. Based on memories from her past life, she led a group of people to find an ironwork shop hidden deep in the alleys.

  As soon as everyone entered the small courtyard, they saw seven or eight men with bare backs hammering iron. Song Chu's gaze lingered on a sturdy young man among them for two breaths.

  The man felt Song Chuyi's gaze and looked at her for a moment before turning his head to shout towards the house, "Old fellow, business has arrived!"

  At this moment, an old man with a white beard and hair, leaning on a staff made of mulberry wood, slowly walked out of the house. He raised his drooping eyelids to glance at several people and asked, "What do you honorable guests want to hit?"

  Song Chu was slightly surprised. This old man looked about the same as he did ten years later. She cupped her hands and bowed, softly uttering two words, "Sharp Sword".

  "You've come to the wrong place, old man only makes ordinary objects here, can also make swords, but whether they're sharp or not, I don't dare guarantee" The old man stood at the door, without inviting them in.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a young man leaned forward slightly and said in a low voice, "The price is double, but I'll also give you a secret recipe for monkey wine. How about it?"

  The old man narrowed his eyes, sizing up Song Chu for a moment before saying, "This old man will try his best"

  Having said that, he turned around and entered the house, with Song Chu calling out to Ji Yu and several others to follow him in.

  The outer room was filled with various shapes of iron and copper blocks, leaving almost no space to step through a small gate. Suddenly, it became bright inside, the house was simple and unadorned, with only wooden windows and bamboo curtains. Several tatami mats were laid out, emitting a faint scent of incense. Lifting one's head, one could see a lush green plum blossom outside. It turned out that this was actually two connected courtyards!

  A cold wind swept through the hall, and Song Chu shivered.

  The old man sat down and stretched out his hand after saying "please sit anywhere".

  Others can still choose a sheltered location Song Chu-yi had to talk to the old man and could only sit with him in the wind.

  "Old Master Fangzi said:"

  "So precious things can't be written down, they're all in here," Song Chuoyi said with a faint smile, pointing to his own head.

  The old man nodded slightly, "What kind of sword should be cast with this reason?"

  "The young master needs a four-inch three-foot long sword, one handle of short sword in his sleeve. The old man doesn't understand swords, so let's just cast it." Song Chu knew that this famous casting master didn't like others making random requests.

  The old man's drooping eyes suddenly opened wide, staring at Song Chuyi carefully, smacking his lips and saying, "You little scamp, you've grasped my preferences so accurately, aren't you an acquaintance?"

  "My father is an astronomer" Sung Choyi said

  The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Hmmm, I remember hearing that he starved to death a few years ago."

  Can't be more tactful since we've met before? Song Chuoyan twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's been over a decade"

  In this era, the spread of news is like this. Song Chu Yi's father was not a famous scholar, so only people who knew him well would occasionally say a few words, and as they were passed on, the reliability of the news from previous years was really hard to guarantee.

  "So that's how it is. The person who spread this rumor is really shameless." The old man sighed and continued, "Being starved to death is such a shameful thing, yet it's being spread around everywhere."

  He didn't expect the old man to scold people and include himself in the scolding, with so many people in the house, he spoke out without any reserve, isn't that spreading rumors!

  In fact, there are more people in this world who have starved to death than just Song Chuyi and her father. As an astronomer, he had a special skill, but was still starved to death. In this era where talented people can make a good living, the only thing his death proves is that he was not very capable.

  How could someone as mediocre as him produce a child who became a teacher?

  "Come back for the sword in half a month," said the old man.

  "Old fellow, I'm in a hurry to get going, can I take it within seven days?" Song asked.

  The old man stared at her silently with his hands clasped together

  "Gam Huajiu Fangzi" Song Dynasty Early One Way

  “……”

  "Bitter wine!" Song Chu gritted his teeth and said

  The old man swallowed his saliva and asked, "Sounds like strong liquor."

  "In the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one said, 'That's natural, three bowls down the belly, guaranteed to be drunk for three days and nights'"

  "Come on, write a prescription." The old man took out pen and ink and bamboo slips from somewhere and put them on the table.

  Song Chuoyi rolled her eyes slightly, stretched out her numb hand, picked up the brush and quickly wrote down three wine prescriptions.

  Several people were driven out of their way to fulfill the agreement, and the old man happily took the prescription away for testing.

  "Teacher, can you really forge a sword in seven days?" Taniguchi was somewhat skeptical that a sword forged in just seven days could be a fine weapon.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, "He got a good sword, no need to cast it specially, but the old man was eccentric and didn't want to make a deal on the spot."

  "The gentleman speaks with a Western accent, speaking extremely well" Ji Yu may not be able to speak Qin language, but can distinguish

  Song Chu smiled faintly and said, "You know I can speak more than just the Qin language, why didn't you praise me earlier?"

  "Teacher, can I have one of those four sharp swords?"

  "It was originally a sword made for your family's foundry, although it can't compare to the Longyuan Tai'a, it is still a rare and precious sword. They never sell them easily, up until now they have only sold less than a hundred of these swords. My father once gave Old Master a wine recipe, and because of this relationship he was willing to part with it." Song Chu said.

  Things that others can't get, seem to be easily available to Song Chuyi, but in fact, it's just that Song Chuyi knows she has the old man's favor and won't give up on things she once possessed.

  Ji Yu was silent for a moment, feeling that he had used the heart of a petty person to measure the belly of a gentleman. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one of them obtained a good sword for her, and only then did he suspect her.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a ray of light flashed across Ji Yu's face, and his eyebrows slightly raised.

  She had long been thinking of collecting the registration feather, but she knew that he was determined and would not be swayed by a few words. So, she deliberately revealed her native Longxi accent to arouse his suspicion, then let him discover that she actually had good intentions.

  Such a small trick, Song initially used it all the way, although not necessarily effective for everyone, but against Ji Yu and others like him, it's quite useful, especially when combined with recommending monthly votes.