The two of them drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
After drinking, Zhang Shiping said to Guan Yu: "Brother Guan, I have a small gift. If Brother Guan doesn't mind it, I will give it to Brother Guan when we meet."
"How can I receive any more gifts from the owner after I've harassed him so much?" Guan Yu gave way.
Zhang Shiping raised his hand and said: "This gift is most appropriate only for Brother Guan."
Just when Guan Yu was about to give in again, Zhang Fei was the first to say, "Oh! What a courtesy! What kind of gift is it? Let me tell you first."
Zhang Shiping cupped his fists and said: "Brother Guan just now lamented that he didn't have any weapons at his disposal. My younger brother happened to have a pair of gilded iron sticks passed down from his family at home. Instead of letting them sit idle, it would be better to give them to Brother Guan to make him a hero."
True character." Zhang Shiping said these words very sincerely.
Guan Yu refused, but this time Zhang Fei interrupted again and said: "Great, great! Send someone to get it quickly!" with a commanding tone, as if this thing belonged to his own family.
When Liu Bei heard Zhang Fei's words, he was very rude and said: "Third brother! Why do you speak like this?"
Zhang Fei laughed and said: "Brother, you don't know something. Shiping and I are sworn friends. Since he has that intention, why should he be polite!"
"What Brother Zhang said is true." Then he called out: "Here comes someone! Find two servants to get the gilt stick." A family member agreed and went down to get the gilt stick.
"Come, come, come, let's drink first and drink while we wait." Zhang Shiping picked up the wine glass and said.
"Dry"
"please"
"Um"
After a while, the old housekeeper led two servants and came closer carrying a pair of gilded iron sticks: "For the information of the owner of the village, the gilded iron sticks have been fetched."
Zhang Shiping stood up and said: "These pair of gilded iron rods each weigh forty-one kilograms. For ordinary people to use them, they are probably too heavy to be used neatly." After listening to Zhang Shiping's introduction, Guan Yu also stood up immediately, and the two carrying them
Next to the servant who was holding the gilded iron stick, he bent his elbows and arms and pushed the gilded iron stick with all his strength. He raised the pair of gilded iron sticks high, and then connected them with both hands, holding the gilded iron stick.
The center of the golden stick is divided into two parts, showing the posture.
The horizontal stick advanced, left to right and right to withdraw, right to move and left to withdraw, one attack and one defense, the stick went and others followed, the stick was rotated with both hands, the sound of wind and thunder, anyway, the double-twirling gilded iron stick... the three people watched and cheered repeatedly,
Among them, Zhang Fei was the most popular, jumping to his feet and cheering.
After finishing the stick dance, Zhang Shiping stepped forward and said, "Brother Guan, I didn't expect that you are also an extraordinary martial artist."
"Hey! Our second brother's supernatural power is far superior to mine. As for his martial arts, he is much better than me." Zhang Fei said.
Guan Yu held the gilded iron stick in his hand and said, "Does Master Zhang really want to give it to Guan?"
"Sincerely, there is absolutely no lie." Zhang Shiping said sincerely.
"In this case, then Guan will suffer a lot." Guan Yu cupped his fists at Zhang Shiping and said, "Thank you very much." Zhang Shiping also cupped his fists in return.
Guan Yu sighed, holding the stick in his left hand, stroking it with his right hand and said, "It's a pity..."
"What's the pity, second brother?" Liu Bei asked.
"If we can re-smelt and temper this pair of fine gilded iron rods, we will be able to make a great sword that will never be surpassed in the past." He looked at the gilded iron rods, thought about it, and then said.
: "When the time comes, mount your horse and lead the army, gallop around and take the enemy's general's head, just like picking out an item from a bag."
"It turns out that it's a pity that second brother can't find a first-class craftsman to forge a sword for you." Zhang Fei said.
Guan Yu nodded and said: "Exactly."
Zhang Shiping chuckled and said: "I see, what's the difficulty in this?"
"Why is it not difficult?" Guan Yu said.
"In my younger brother's village, there is an old iron general named Lu who is nearly sixty years old. It is said that he was taught by Ou Yezi, a great master in the Spring and Autumn Period. His skills in making swords and swords are superb. Maybe he can achieve Guan Er.
Brother’s wish.” Zhang Shiping said.
"Oh? Seriously?" Guan Yu said, stroking his beard.
Zhang Shiping said: "It's not false at all."
"Great, in that case, I'll go visit you early tomorrow morning," Liu Bei said.
"Okay!" Everyone said.
Early the next morning, the four of them came to the old blacksmith's residence, gave him a brief talk, and then placed the gilded iron rod in front of the old blacksmith's eyes. The old blacksmith's eyes suddenly shone and he praised:
"Okay, of course that's great. Disciple, put him away." Two people stepped forward to carry the stick and said at the same time: "It's so heavy!"
Everyone sat down in the room, and the old blacksmith said: "This old man has been metallurgizing and forging iron all his life. This is the first time that I have seen such a hardened iron rod, which aroused my ambition."
"Can this old man really smelt and temper this gilded iron rod into a fine sword?" Guan Yu said.
The old blacksmith did not answer and asked instead: "Old man, I would like to ask for advice, but I wonder how much Guan Zhuangzi knows about the so-called precious sword?"
"I'm very ashamed, but I want to ask for advice." Guan Yu said.
The old blacksmith said: "When it comes to swords, the old man has to give in too much. Swords are divided into six grades: iron knife, steel knife, pure steel knife, soft steel knife, green steel knife, and precious sword. The iron is tempered into steel over time. Steel
Refining soft and pure for a long time, then refining it into green, and then refining it into treasure. Most people can only make iron knives and steel knives. As for pure steel knives, nine out of ten will break. If you make a hundred soft steel knives, ninety will break down.
Nine, as for the green steel sword, it is considered a rare treasure in the world. In addition to the craftsmanship, it also requires fate. As the saying goes: "A precious sword is rare to see through the ages." This is the truth."
"Guan has learned a lesson." Guan Yu cupped his fists and said.
The old blacksmith said: "Now that we have said that, what kind of knife does Guan Zhuangshi want?"
"Precious sword!" Guan Yu said firmly.
"It's hard to find a precious sword through the ages. It has to be predestined. The old man doesn't dare to promise it lightly. But for such a rare and exquisite piece of iron, the old man just has to go all out." The old blacksmith said.
Guan Yu clasped his fists to his chest and said, "Thank you very much, old man. Guan will definitely thank you generously."
"It's too early to say thank you so much." The old blacksmith cupped his fists and said, "Guan Zhuangshi, please come back in a few days."
Guan Yu's face was filled with joy, he cupped his fists and said, "I respect the order of the emperor."
The old blacksmith and his apprentice hammered all day long. The process of refining the sword was not very smooth. It took nine days of repeated refining. When the final fire was reached, it was already dark and a bright moon was in the sky. The sword was forged.
success.
That night was the appointed day. Zhang Shiping, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei arrived at the appointed time. As soon as they entered the room, Guan Yu cupped his fists and said, "Old man, the time has come, but we're done?"
"Please take a look." The two old blacksmith's apprentices raised the sword in front of Guan Yu. Guan Yu took the sword in his hand, turned the sword horizontally, and said: "Brother, please take a look."
When everyone took a look, Liu Bei praised: "The blade is sharper than the snow, and the coldness is so cold. It should be the treasured sword in my second brother's heart."
"No! This is not a precious sword!" said the old blacksmith.
Guan Yu asked: "Why?"
"Although the old man is very skilled in craftsmanship, after exhausting his efforts, he can only forge this green sword, which is not even close to a precious sword." The old blacksmith sighed to himself.
