Humane Yongchang

Chapter 39 Eight-faced Han Sword
May fifteenth, sunny.

Today, Chen Sheng felt that his qi and blood seemed to have changed. Since Yin Shi got up, he has been practicing Killing Boxing diligently, but until midday, not only did he fail to successfully break through the third level of bone forging, even the qi and blood changes gradually subsided.

He guessed that his martial arts realm had improved too fast, and his bones couldn't hold up anymore, and he had to accumulate some more time.

After noon, Chen Hu walked into Chen's house with a long wooden box half a person high.

Chen Sheng saw the long box in his hand from a distance, and knew that it was his custom-made eight-sided Han sword arrived!

He happily put down the water bowl and quickly walked towards Chen Hu: "Second Uncle, is this my sword?"

Chen Hu threw the long box to him, and muttered distressedly: "It's not that there is no sword at home, so we have to make it again. Lao Wang said that this sword consumed him more than ten catties of wrought iron, and it cost us 60 taels of silver!"

"Ten taels?"

Chen Sheng smacked his lips in astonishment and said, "That's really not cheap!"

In Da Zhou, it is common for civil servants and military generals to wear swords, and people can't help but use swords, but the premise is... you must be able to afford swords!
When he opened the long box, he saw a square sword with a sandalwood scabbard as a sheath, a string wrapped around the handle, and a brass tiger pattern on the sword grid, lying quietly in the box.

At a glance, he fell in love with this long sword, and couldn't wait to take it out and draw the sword out of its scabbard.

"Keng."

With the sound of Qingyue's sword being unsheathed, the sharp blade illuminated Chen Sheng's eyes.

He erected it, and saw the folded and forged water wave pattern on the carefully ground sword body is clearly visible.

When he tilted the blade slightly again, the clear facets appeared in front of his eyes. One side of the sword was three-sided, the ridge was wide and the blade was narrow, all of which were hand-milled... It was the eight-faced Han sword drawn in his sketch. !

This eight-sided Han sword is three feet three inches long, four inches three inches long, three feet seven inches three inches long, and weighs about five catties.

The weight is just right.

But this length is actually not suitable for Chen Sheng to use today. A long sword that is handy should be at the height of the swordsman's waist and crotch, so that the sword can be drawn smoothly.

But it doesn't matter, it's time for him to grow his body now, and it will be just right when he grows a little taller!

Chen Sheng held a sword flower in his hand, carefully feeling the wind breaking when the sword edge swiped through the air, as well as the change in the center of gravity of the sword body.

He was very satisfied with the result. The sword's edge was smooth, and the center of gravity was always three inches in front of the sword grid. When dancing, there was no feeling of falling force that was about to let go.

In these days, it is not that he has not tried to practice the Seven Killing Sword with the sharp take sword, but the sword is too heavy, and it is only suitable for practicing the two types of slashing and horizontal killing among the seven killing swords, and the other five types, All have a strong sense of obstruction.

It is far less smooth than this eight-faced Han sword.

"Good sword, good sword! Worth the price!"

Chen Sheng happily returned the sword to the sheath, his movements were precise and smooth, as if he had been practicing the sword for several months.

The corners of Chen Hu's eyes twitched while watching the hookah.

"By the way, there is one more thing!"

He suddenly remembered something, put away the hookah, took out a triangle-shaped yellow talisman from his arms, and spread it in his hand: "This thing has appeared on the market again!"

Chen Sheng frowned and took the yellow talisman and opened it. Isn't it the safety talisman he was wearing?
"Where did it come from?"

he asked.

Chen Hu shook his head: "I don't know, this is when we went to eat noodles at our own stall in Beishi this morning. We saw it on Aunt Zhao Erpo, and asked her, she said that someone came to their stall to sell it at dusk the other day. She also learned from the diners that this talisman is very effective, so she paid for one... It's not expensive, ten big bucks."

Only a few people in the Chen family know about the grievances between the Tiger Hall and those thieves, and the others do not know about it.

"It used to sell for fifty cents, but now it sells ten cents? What the hell are these thieves planning?"

Chen Sheng frowned, "Where's Uncle Thirteen? There are so many people in the Tiger Hall, don't you know if your opponent touches his own territory? What do you eat?"

The tone is already extremely displeased!

Chen Hu glanced at him and whispered: "Maybe this group of thieves are too secretive..."

"That's not a reason!"

Chen Sheng interrupted his defense impatiently: "If a group of foreigners who are unfamiliar with their life can be more secretive than our local snakes, what is the use of this Tiger Hall?"

As a qualified helmsman, he can tolerate such and such problems as the people below him, such as alcoholism, laziness, greed for money, and even ignoring him as a helmsman... no problem, trivial!
But the premise is... you have to have the ability and the capital to allow him to tolerate it!
Chen Hu's face gradually became serious, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back and beat the old thirteen!"

Chen Sheng returned the yellow talisman in his hand to Chen Hu: "This is not a trivial matter. We killed so many thieves. This matter is on your head, can you just let it go?"

Chen Hu nodded and said: "We also know that this matter is not trivial, otherwise we would not have come to you to discuss as soon as we found signs... However, those thieves are now worried that they can't find any trace of Zhao Si, and this juncture is very important. If we jump out and fight against that group of people again, wouldn't we not be attacking ourselves?"

When Chen Sheng heard the words, his face finally looked better: "It's not bad for you to think like this, but it's a matter of life and death, how can you have a fluke? The relationship between Zhao Si and our family can't be hidden for a while, but not for the rest of the life. The family relationship is the same!"

"Now that we have the right time, the right place and the right people, we can't kill them with a dead hand. Do we have to wait for them to come to the door and fight us to death?"

"Furthermore, it's still the same sentence. The key to doing things is not whether to do it or not, but how to do it! Now that they are in the open and we are in the dark, can't we think of a way to kill someone with a knife?"

Chen Hu looked at him suspiciously: "Murder with a knife? What's the solution?"

Chen Sheng realized that Da Zhou didn't seem to have this word, and explained: "I just think of a way to lure others to kill for us. After killing people, the murderer feels that he has made a profit, and the murdered only knows that the murderer killed himself. , let's just watch the show innocently, without a drop of blood... Previously, we used the army soldiers to surround and kill those thieves, but didn't we just use the knife to kill?"

Chen Hu thought about it for a while, and suddenly exclaimed: "There is still such a way in the world!"

Chen Sheng: "Don't go too far, let Uncle Thirteen find me first, and then I can't even find anyone. It's nonsense to say more... Speaking of Fourth Uncle Zhao, has he replied recently?"

Chen Hu nodded: "Yes, he sent someone to send a letter back two days ago, saying that he has opened up a situation in Guling, and his team has gathered two or three hundred minions..."

Chen Shengfu lingered on the spot for two laps, and suddenly exclaimed: "There is still a shortage of people!"

Zhao Si is a good knife for expanding the territory, but he is not easy to use it to death.

First, Guling is no better than Chen County. The Chen family can provide support to Tiger Hall at any time. Zhao Si has just opened up the situation, and he has to sit for a while to sort out the details.

Furthermore, the head helm of the Tiger Hall in Chen County has not yet established a talent training mechanism for continuous blood transfusion, and cannot find someone who can replace Zhao Si.

For the three, it was enough to transfer Zhao Si to Guling. There was a reason for the incident, but now he has only opened up the situation in Guling, and he has given up his foundation in Guling to fight and kill in other counties.

"Send a message to Fourth Uncle Zhao on my behalf. After making him open up the situation, take the time to establish a hall entrance and train the staff according to the shelf of the Tiger Hall... The name is called Shanhe Hall!"

"If there is any difficulty, report it in time, and I will find a way to solve it as soon as possible!"

Chen Shengdao.

Chen Hu nodded and said, "We'll do it later."

After a pause, Chen Sheng raised his eyes and looked at Chen Hu: "Second uncle, how many uncles are there in our family who are hidden? Now you should tell your nephew?"

Chen Hu looked at him vigilantly: "Not much, why are you asking this?"

Chen Shengdao: "Look, in this world, our family should not be able to buy any more goods in a short period of time. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to let these uncles be exposed to the wind and the sun? Why don't you call them all back? After getting into the Tiger Hall to get familiar with the affairs, just like Fourth Uncle Zhao, one person leads some people to each county to establish branch halls."

He persuaded bitterly: "Look, this way, in a big way, it is to accumulate strength for our family and deploy the whole county. Even if our family has to ship goods in the future, these uncles are all in charge of hundreds of accounts. Man, it would be easier to help our caravan than it is now, right?"

"In a young age, the uncles took people down, the delicious ones and the spicy ones, and there was a lot of money in money every month. No matter how they lived, their life was better than when they disguised themselves as sheep shepherds, traders and pawns, and tenant farmers in various places. It's not warm and you can't sleep well, right?"

After Chen Hu heard it, his first reaction was: This brat makes a lot of sense, why didn't we think of it before?

But immediately he became vigilant again, secretly saying that he seemed to be more and more unable to withstand this little bastard's flickering...

When he didn't say a word, he turned around and left.

Chen Sheng hurriedly stopped him: "Second uncle, don't rush to leave, there is something to discuss!"

Chen Hu not only did not stop, but also walked faster and faster. As he walked, he said without looking back: "Don't discuss it with me, your father should be back at the end of the month, and then you can discuss it with him yourself!"

Can't afford it, can't I hide?

Chen Sheng scratched his scalp in embarrassment, secretly saying that this old guy is getting worse and worse!

(End of this chapter)