Emperor Feng of the Yuan Dynasty looked at Zhou Shu sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain and playing the piano, and asked.
The courtiers looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Although this song is not elegant, it has a unique flavor. I think it may be a folk song."
A minister said.
Yin Wuyou's bright eyes narrowed slightly, and she remembered the two poems she heard from Zhou Shu before. Later, she went to the restaurant Zhou Shu mentioned, and the storyteller there had never heard of those two poems. p>
Well, this song is also a bit suspicious!
Yin Wuyou said to himself.
"Your Majesty wants to know, isn't it easy?"
Another minister said.
He took a step forward and shouted loudly.
"That brave man, does this song have a name?"
The sound spread far away, and even Zhou Shu's singing could not cover up the sound. It was obvious that this minister was a warrior, and his cultivation level was not low.
This is not surprising. Above the Great Xia court, the majority are high-grade warriors.
"The general ordered that men should strengthen themselves!"
Zhou Shu did not encourage his anger and responded in a not too loud voice.
"This song is dedicated to the warriors of Daxia, wishing you a speedy victory!"
After Zhou Shu finished talking about the last note, he bowed to the foot of the mountain, then carried the guqin on his back and walked away gracefully.
"What a general order! What a man, he should strengthen himself!"
The minister who asked the question clapped his hands and said, "This boy has an ancient style, so he should not be a thing in the pond!"
"General's order?"
Emperor Yuan Feng nodded secretly, General Meng's sword was still young, and his eyes were as vicious as ever.
Although this Zhou Shu is only a small apprentice of weapon-making now, from the looks of it, he is indeed a man who can be made.
"Humph, the secret has been exposed." Yin Wuyou snorted in his heart, "You dare to deceive me. Those few lines of the poem were just heard from hearsay. I want to see how you explain this general order!"
Among the troops, Sun Pingping waved excitedly towards the top of the mountain.
"Did you see that my brother came specially to see me off!"
Sun Pingping shouted excitedly to the soldiers around him, "General, this is what you have done for me!"
……
Not to mention how the people of Emperor Yuan Feng and Meng Bai's army reacted, Zhou Shu came down the mountain from the other side. As soon as he came down, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
After wiping his forehead, Zhou Shu let out a long sigh of relief.
I was sloppy today.
I originally thought of coming to see off the cheap brother or Sun Pingping, and also to confirm my alibi. After all, Xiao Zongshui and Zhen Cai were dead, and Zhu Chuanfeng would definitely not let it go.
But he forgot that sending an army to war is no joke.
He ran over without saying hello and was almost shot on the spot by the army as a spy.
Also, what’s going on with those flying guys?
"Daxia is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Don't be so arrogant next time."
Zhou Shu secretly thought to himself that he easily killed Xiao Zongshui and Zhen Cai, which made Zhou Shu feel a little disappointed.
Thinking about it now, his cultivation level is far from the point of ignoring everything.
"Give the piano back first!"
Zhou Shu carried Qin on his back and walked toward the capital.
He stole this piano from the room of the woman named Hong Xiu last night. Now that he has used it, he might as well return it to her.
In the brothel, Hong Xiu has woken up.
Her head was a little groggy, and she couldn't remember anything about last night.
Looking at her naked body, Hongxiu felt a little confused. Did something really happen last night?
Why don’t I have any impression at all?
Is it too much trouble?
She frowned slightly, and suddenly saw that the guqin that was originally placed on the table beside the bed had disappeared.
"Myolie! Myolie!"
Hong Xiu shouted loudly.
A maid came in.
"Where's my piano?"
Hongxiu asked.
Maid Xing'er: "..."
"Miss, someone just found a piano at the gate. Is it yours?"
Myolie said weakly.
"Huh?" Hongxiu frowned, "When did the young master who stayed in my room last night leave?"
"I left at dawn. Before I left, I told me not to disturb the lady. I said that the lady was exhausted last night and asked me to have a good rest."
Myolie said with a slight blush.
A look of doubt flashed across Hong Xiu's face. Was he really exhausted last night? Why didn't he remember anything?
"I slept in a brothel last night and went out to support the army in the morning. Even if Zhu Chuanfeng suspected me, there was no evidence."
Zhou Shu was walking on the way out of the city, thinking to himself.
If it weren't for Zhu Chuanfeng's special status, Zhou Shu would have wanted to kill him all together.
If you keep him, there is no guarantee that he will continue to plot against you.
But Zhu Chuanfeng is a master craftsman of weapons. If such a person dies, it will be an earth-shattering event, and the court will definitely investigate to the end.
When the time comes, Zhou Shu won’t be sure to escape unscathed.
On the other hand, people like Xiao Zongshui and Zhen Cai will die as soon as they die. Although the court will also investigate, it will not spend too much effort.
"What Zhen Cai said about the emperor's permission for me to participate in the military parade is true. If it is true, I don't know if he can refuse."
Zhou Shu muttered to himself.
Zhou Shu didn't want to participate in the military parade. Even if there were rewards, he wouldn't bother to participate.
If he has that time, wouldn't he want to forge a few more weapons?
The Atlas of Divine Weapons is much more reliable than the Emperor. As long as you insist on forging weapons, the rewards will come one after another.
"Even if I really went to participate and got the reward, I got it back on my own merit. Why should I give it to you, Zhu Chuanfeng?"
Zhou Shu thought in his mind that in Daxia, the teacher-inheritance relationship is a very serious matter. It is not a lie to be a teacher once and a father forever.
If Zhou Shu really worships Zhu Chuanfeng as his disciple, then even his life or death can be decided by Zhu Chuanfeng's words.
Under such circumstances, it is certainly impossible for Zhou Shu to accept Zhu Chuanfeng as his disciple, even if he has no other plans!
What's more, it has now been proven that Zhu Chuanfeng is indeed not a good person!
Now Zhou Shu has killed two of Zhu Chuanfeng's henchmen. Although Zhu Chuanfeng may not be able to find any evidence, as long as Zhu Chuanfeng is not stupid, he will definitely doubt Zhou Shu.
Zhou Shu has made some arrangements now, but he is not worried about official matters.
However, that guy Zhu Chuanfeng is a shady person at first glance, so there is no guarantee that he will not resort to other shady means.
You have to guard against this!
But fortunately, I don’t have no room to resist now!
If that old boy really wants to play dirty, I can let him suffer a hidden loss!
Zhou Shu thought about it all the way without letting down his guard.
Fortunately, in broad daylight, on the way from the capital to the Forge Division's workshop, from time to time, one could encounter teams escorting weapons from the Forge Division, but Zhou Shu did not encounter any assassins again.
Returning to Workshop Zero, Zhou Shu immediately saw the two figures standing at the door of the workshop.
"Da Sikong? So early?"
Zhou Shu walked forward, raised his hands and said.
"Morning?" Yin Wuyou turned around and glanced at Zhou Shu, "Do you think it's morning?"
"It's okay."
Zhou Shu smiled awkwardly. Although the workshop of the Weapon Casting Department did not have a system for tapping, the apprentices of the Weapon Casting Department basically started working at 10:00. It was indeed a bit late for him, the boss, to come so late.
Yin Wuyou obviously had no intention of delving into this issue, so she asked, "Where did you go this morning?"
"Da Sikong, didn't you see me?"
Zhou Shu said that he had very good eyesight, and he saw Yin Wuyou's figure at the place where the army set off.
He can see Yin Wuyou, and Yin Wuyou must also be able to see him.
At that time, he was the most handsome boy in the room...
"Answer my words!"
Yin Wuyou scolded lightly.
"Okay, I'm going to see off General Meng's army in the morning."
Zhou Shu said, bosses, especially female bosses, are the most difficult to deal with!
"Didn't our No. 0 Workshop supply a batch of weapons when General Meng went on an expedition this time? I was thinking that it was quite pleasant for everyone to cooperate. General Meng is going on an expedition for the country. It is reasonable and reasonable, so I should also go and deliver a batch of weapons."
Isn’t it a gift?”
"I didn't say you shouldn't go!"
Yin Wuyou said.
"Let me ask you again, from whom did you learn the general's order you played today?"
"Food——"
"The storyteller in the restaurant?"
Yin Wuyou sneered and said, "How about I send someone to invite him and you confront him face to face?"
"No need."
Zhou Shu was stunned, wondering where Yin Wuyou could get so angry, "This general order is from me——"
"Zhou Shu, you'd better think it through before talking."
Yin Wuyou's pretty face turned cold and he said, "What I hate most is people lying to me!"
"I didn't lie to you."
Zhou Shu was confused, "This general's order was really taught to me by an old man with a white beard when I was dreaming. He also taught me how to play the piano."
Judging from Yin Wuyou's posture, the storyteller in the restaurant cannot be used anymore, so let's use another excuse commonly used by time travellers.
Anyway, there is no way to verify the authenticity of this statement.
Sure enough, Yin Wuyou did not expect Zhou Shu to answer like this.
"What if life was just like those few poems we first met?"
Yin Wuyou frowned.
"That's what the old man with the white beard said. I was afraid that no one would believe me, so I excused myself to the storyteller in the restaurant. I was indeed wrong about this."
Zhou Shu said sincerely, never be reasonable with a woman.
Yin Wuyou looked directly at Zhou Shu, his eyes unblinking, as if he wanted to see clearly whether Zhou Shu was lying.
Zhou Shu spread his hands with a frank look on his face. His Chinese teacher did have an old man with a white beard, and he didn't lie...
"Okay. Let me believe you." After a long time, Yin Wuyou said, "Since you can remember such a long poem, there is no reason why you can't remember such a short poem. If your life is just the same as before,
When you see this poem, write it down and give it to me."
Zhou Shu: "..."
"It's Si Shi. If you can't write it before the end of time, then you can go back to being your weapon-making apprentice again."
Yin Wuyou looked up at the sky and continued.
After saying that, she took Haitang and left with her head held high.
"Da Sikong, I'm just a blacksmith, you're forcing yourself to do something difficult for me."
Zhou Shu shouted.
"I am Da Sikong, the commander of the Weapon Casting Department, and I have the final say."