He chose a handle that caught his eye, and Ji Yan also made a decisive choice.

  After the four swords were chosen, the old man handed over a one-foot-long lacquered box to Song Chuyi, "This is what you will use to sheathe your sword."

  The sleeve sword is called a sword mainly because it is slightly longer than a dagger and its blade is thinner.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he put down the giant axe and took over the lacquered box. As soon as he opened a slit, it seemed to reflect snow light, but when the entire lid was opened, only an ordinary short sword less than one foot long was seen.

  This sword is so ordinary that it's extreme, the giant axe looks dull but at least it looks powerful and domineering overall, while this short sword in the box seems like any third-rate foundry can easily cast.

  "This saber is a bit worn out, but it's practical." The old man saw that Song Chu didn't change his expression and felt relieved, thinking that he had finally met someone who appreciated its value, and it wasn't in vain for him to part with it.

  "Thank you, senior!" Song Chuyi immediately covered the box and handed it over to Ji Yu, as if afraid that the old man would change his mind.

  "The old man was even more delighted and said, 'Just because you have a pair of wise eyes, I'll let the interest slide'"

  Wanting to flatter a man, the best way is not to flatter him with words, but rather to show strong possessiveness like Song Chu Yi's actions, which makes him feel more comfortable.

  Although he had used a bit of trickery, Song Shi smiled and said, "In that case, I must thank you, senior. As it happens, I have two wine recipes here that my late father treasured. Since you hold me in such high regard, I'd like to offer them to you!"

  The old man's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly, "Great! I like it. This giant sword was forged by me personally, and I'll give it to you as a gift, not taking a single penny. The other few swords were cast by others, so I won't take charge of them."

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Yī didn't expect the old man to be so pleased. He hastily shook off his wide sleeves and made a solemn bow, "Senior, your carefree and generous heart is truly admirable, but this kindness, I, Huái Jǐn, will surely remember in my heart."

  "The trivial matter" said the old man, and then pulled Song Chu to write a wine recipe.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, this old man actually knew very little about him, but he was a person who loved strong wine and had a bold and unrestrained personality, so she tried to get close to him.

  A swordsman's attachment to his sword is not just about the material wealth it represents. The joy of creating something with one's own hands, especially a masterpiece like a fine sword, evokes a deep emotional connection that cannot be easily expressed or severed. Therefore, although an old master may have many swords in hand, he never sells them immediately, needing time to calm his emotions.

  However, the foundry is also one of the most passionate people in this world. They sometimes have to be stubborn and unyielding, but when they meet a great person or someone who shares their temperament, they may even give away their treasured sword for free.

  The most important thing is to make him feel that you are worthy of the sword he has forged for you.

  This seems easy but is actually extremely difficult. In fact, Song Chu Yi was just lucky.

  The five swords were originally priced at 870 gold, but were finally purchased for 700 gold.

  One hundred and seventy yuan is also a large sum of money, saving it up is equivalent to earning it.

  After leaving the iron shop, several people returned to the post house with joy. Ji Yu, who was usually calm and composed, had a smile that he couldn't hide in the corners of his eyes.

  Most men have an innate passion for weapons, as the saying goes "a thousand gold coins can't buy a good heart", especially these three, either they are eager to fight or infatuated with strong arms, suddenly holding in their hands a rare and exceptional weapon, how could they not be boiling with excitement?

  Back at the inn, after finishing a sumptuous lunch in Bai Ping's company, the caravan was already packed and ready to depart.

  The crowd rested for a moment and then set off again

  Because Song initially asked them not to be too ostentatious, after sending them out of the city from the North Gate, Bai Ping immediately returned to the city.

  The sunlight was somewhat pale, reflecting off the vast grasslands, and the dazzling white light made it hard to keep one's eyes open. The wind wasn't strong, but the weather was extremely cold, with thick ice forming on the roads, making it impossible for the convoy to move too quickly. However, they only needed to reach their destination before nightfall, which wasn't far away, so there was no need to rush.

  On the official road, there were occasionally people coming and going, but they were all large merchant teams of over a hundred people, so this branch of Song was not particularly conspicuous at first.

  The journey was smooth, and at dusk they arrived at an inn. The inn was built near a large pasture, where the merchant group only needed to spend a small amount of money to stay overnight.

  However, this type of inn has a drawback, it does not have independent rooms, but only uses wooden boards to simply divide into semi-enclosed small spaces.

  As soon as the weather cleared up, the merchant group became lively. Song Chuyi and his companions were obviously unlucky, and the house was already crowded with people.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he decided to go down and exercise his muscles and bones, sleeping in a horse-drawn carriage at night.

  However, as night fell and the wind picked up, they couldn't stay outside. Ji Bian led a few guards to find a small space inside the house.

  What most people noticed first was not them, but a huge snow wolf with a robust physique, its entire body a shiny white color. The wolf's unique gait made it look domineering, except for the patch on its head that had been shaved bald, which suddenly weakened its domineering air to the bottom line, and also added a few points of foolishness.

  The originally slightly restless crowd suddenly became surprisingly calm.

  Several people knelt down on the empty ground, and Bai Jing took advantage of the situation to get close to Song Chuyi's side, resting his head on her leg and lying there contentedly.

  Everyone looked at it with surprise and admiration. Firstly, wolves are ferocious animals that are difficult to domesticate. Secondly, most wolves have a fierce appearance, but this one was born differently.

  Everyone's gaze stayed on the white blade for a long time before shifting to its owner, an ordinary and unremarkable young man. However, the refined young man beside him had an extraordinary air about him, and the guard was also robust and powerful.

  These were all merchants who had traveled far and wide in the south and north, what extraordinary things hadn't they seen before? Therefore, after paying attention for a moment, they began to talk to each other.

  The sky had just turned dark, and it was time for dinner. More than half of the people in the house were eating, and soon, Ji Yu also brought food into the room.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Song didn't want to give all the meat to Bai Jing, it would definitely get its paws all oily, and it wouldn't be convenient to clean it up on the way, so he ate while feeding it. Song's unhurried pace made it whine and scratch impatiently.

  "Shang Jun has passed away. Do you think Qin will overthrow the new law?" someone asked among a group of people sitting around the central fire in the house.

  Whether Qin State is in turmoil has a great impact on traveling merchants. For them, this is both a crisis and an opportunity.

  Someone said with a sharp tone, "It's bound to happen. You see, since the death of the previous ruler, Shang Yang was killed and his power was completely uprooted. The new ruler is young, I'm afraid the old aristocracy will take advantage of the unstable situation to overthrow the new law."

  Everyone seemed to be thinking deeply, and that person continued, "Moreover, it is said that the murder of Shang Jun was supported by the new king. I think it's believable that the new king, who was still a prince at the time, had his tutor, Gongzi Xian, punished with facial mutilation for violating the new law. This slap in the face was not something he could forget. And the prince was also exiled because of this. Such a deep-seated grudge, which man with blood would not seek revenge?"

  "I doubt it," retorted a young man

  Everyone looked at him, and the young man said, "You may not know that due to the wind and snow, Xianyang's matter has been temporarily blocked. Gongzi Xian was arrested, it is a new order from the emperor."

  "Really? Why?" someone asked immediately.

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