Princess Mansion.

Front yard main hall.

Hu Fei sat on the chair in the middle, slowly took a sip of tea, and then looked at Ge Yang again, who was standing in the center of the main hall, and became interested in the wooden box.

He did not expect that Zhu Di would actually send someone all the way from Peiping to send him a congratulatory gift.

"Steward Ge, how is fourth brother doing in Peiping now?"

Hu Fei hesitated for a moment, looked at Ge Yang, and asked slowly.

"His Highness has always been well, but he often thinks of the past in the capital, and often misses Marquis Jiu'an. After knowing that you have offended Chunqiu Hall, His Highness is also very worried. I hope Marquis Jiu'an will be careful in everything."

Ge Yang bowed and said seriously.

"Fourth brother is far away in Peiping. I didn't expect that he still misses me so much. Please help Butler Ge convey my gratitude to fourth brother, so that he doesn't have to worry. The person who wants to kill me has not been born yet."

Hu Fei smiled and said lightly.

"Yes, I will definitely convey it to you."

Ge Yang nodded quickly and replied with a smile.

Princess Anqing, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but show a hint of worry when she heard the words "Chunqiu Hall" and hesitated to speak.

"By the way, Your Highness was very happy when he heard that Marquis Jiu'an had been promoted to the commander of the Imperial Guard. He sent someone to bring back a gift from Peiping. I wonder if Marquis Jiu'an likes it."

Ge Yang remembered the real purpose of his coming here. As he spoke, he took off the wooden box he was carrying behind his back and placed it on the table.

"I wonder what good things Fourth Brother has prepared for me?"

Hu Fei smiled, stood up slowly, came to the table, and asked thoughtfully.

"Marquis Jiu'an, please take a look."

Ge Yang said as he slowly opened the wooden box.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Fei saw a knife with a red handle and a red sheath placed in the box. The whole body was blood red, like blood, with a faint chill.

"Embroidered Spring Knife?!"

When Hu Fei saw the knife in the box, his eyes lit up and he asked doubtfully.

The weapons provided by the Jin Yiwei are all Xiuchun knives with black handles and black sheaths. However, the one in front of you is blood red, but the shape of the handle and scabbard are the same.

"Exactly, you can take a closer look at the differences between this knife and the ordinary Xiuchun knife."

Ge Yang nodded, cupped his hands and said.

After a slight hesitation, Hu Fei gently took the knife out of the wooden box. The moment his hand touched the scabbard and handle, a vague chill spread all over his body from the palm of his hand, and he couldn't help but tremble.

A cold war began.

Feeling the chill, Hu Fei was shocked and slowly pulled the knife out of its sheath in disbelief.

The moment the hilt broke out of the sheath, the coldness on the blade became more obvious, almost extinguished, and Hu Fei was shocked again.

The entire blade of the blade was dark in color, with no trace of light at all. Complex dragon patterns were carved on both sides of the back of the blade, which were very similar to the patterns on the python robe that Hu Fei wore, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Looking at the embroidered spring knife in his hand, Hu Fei couldn't help but feel a little excited and couldn't put it down.

For a long time, although his kung fu was not as strong as rumored, he never had any weapons. The only few times he used the golden dragon dagger given by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Now that he has become the commander of the Jinyiwei, as a military attache, it stands to reason that he should have a sword of his own. However, when Han Jiang gave him a unified Xiuchun sword before, he did not accept it.

It feels too ordinary and not as useful as my own Golden Dragon Dagger.

But the knife in front of him made him fall in love with it, just like the excitement he felt when he met Princess Anqing.

"This sword is the only one in the world. It is made from a piece of thousand-year-old cold iron that His Highness once accidentally obtained when traveling in the north. Although the blade looks like black charcoal, it can blow hair and break hair, and cut iron like mud!"

Ge Yang stood aside and explained patiently.

"Millennium Cold Iron?"

Hu Fei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he murmured to himself. At the same time, he also understood why there was always a cold air coming out of the blade.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Fei grasped the handle of the knife and swung it hard, and then he saw the table in front of him was instantly split into two by the blade! There was no dullness at all!

When Pei Jie and Chun Die on the side saw this scene, they looked at each other and couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

"It is indeed a good knife!"

Hu Fei's face was full of joy and he said with emotion.

"As long as Marquis Jiu'an likes it, now I can submit a request to His Highness."

Ge Yang smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since it is a good knife, it should have a special name, otherwise it will live up to its specialness."

"You just said that this sword is the only one in the world?"

Hu Fei looked at the knife in his hand and asked fondly.

"Exactly, millennium-old cold iron is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought. The person who cast it is an expert specially found by His Highness. His refining skills are unparalleled in the world. You will never find another one!"

"Since this sword is now owned by Jiu'an Hou, please give it a name personally."

Ge Yang nodded heavily and said affirmatively.

Hu Fei put his sword back into its sheath and began to pace thoughtfully, thinking seriously.

"Yes!"

"How about calling it Jiu Qianhan?!"

After a long time, Hu Fei suddenly stopped, turned to look at the crowd, and said loudly.

"Nine thousand cold?"

"The word "Nine" is taken from the word "Nine" in Jiu'anhou, and then the word "Qianhan" in "Millennium Cold Iron" is added. Although it is a bit straightforward, but combined with the word "Nine", it is a bit special. I think it is OK."

After listening to Hu Fei's words, Princess Anqing smiled thoughtfully and said slowly.

She could see that Hu Fei really liked this knife.

After hearing what Princess Anqing said, Hu Fei couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

He can recite poems, but he is really not good at naming. He just came up with it after racking his brains. If someone really thinks it's a little clumsy in the future, they can only laugh it off.

What's more, whether a knife is a good knife or not does not depend on the name, but on the person who uses it.

Although, he...is not a so-called real master.

Forget it, the circle can't go back.

"No matter, let's call it Jiu Qianhan. I think it's good. Jiu'an Hou uses Jiu Qianhan to complement each other."

Hu Fei waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"I also think this name is good. It matches your temperament very well. It seems casual, but it has an intriguing meaning."

Ge Yang cupped his hands and said seriously.

"You are really good at talking. No wonder you can be the butler of your fourth brother's house."

Hu Fei glanced at Ge Yang and said with a smile.

"It made Marquis Jiu'an laugh."

Ge Yang smiled awkwardly and said sheepishly.

"Okay, I'll keep the knife. Please help me tell Fourth Brother that I like it very much. Thank you very much."

Hu Fei waved his hand and said with satisfaction.

Ge Yang respectfully agreed, then said goodbye to Hu Fei and left the princess mansion.

Hu Fei played with Jiu Qianhan for a long time, and then followed Princess Anqing to have dinner.

The gift he gave to Zhu Di during the last New Year's Eve was also a sword that could cut iron as well as clay. This time and again, he gave it to Zhu Di just right in each other's hearts.

...

Under night.

In the backyard of the Princess Mansion, Hu Fei and Princess Anqing were nestled on a bench in the pavilion, admiring the moonlight together and enjoying the rare comfort after dinner.

"It seems you really like this knife."

Princess Anqing leaned on Hu Fei's shoulder, glanced at the Jiu Qianhan that Hu Fei carried with him, and said with a smile.

"Well, I have to say that Fourth Brother did get the gift right this time. It's time for me to have a formal weapon for self-defense."

Hu Fei smiled and responded slowly.

"Why did you suddenly agree to serve the imperial court?"

After listening to Hu Fei's words, Princess Anqing frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask. Especially when she heard the word self-defense, a trace of worry appeared on her face unconsciously.

"As the son of the prime minister, I have been destined to serve the imperial court from the moment I was born. It's just that I have been treating myself as a playboy over the years, so I have been able to have more than ten years of leisure."

"Now that I have become the consort, it is time to pick up the mission of serving the imperial court."

Hu Fei thought deeply and said seriously.

Looking at Hu Fei who suddenly became serious, Princess Anqing hesitated, with a hint of unspeakable apology on her face, because she knew that what Hu Fei just said was not his true thoughts.

She knew what the real reason was, so she couldn't help but feel guilty...
Chapter completed!