Chapter 51 This night, the undercurrent surged
In Fu County, in a small mountain village next to the Ouyechi tourist attraction, a shirtless man was packing up various blacksmithing things.
Behind him were several swords.
The moonlight shines on the sword, revealing its cold light. Just by looking at it, you can feel the looming killing intent emanating from the sword.
In the hut behind the man, there is also a certificate of ‘Intangible Cultural Heritage’ hanging on the wall. The surname on the signature is extremely rare.
Ouye Jiansheng!
The man lowered his head to pack his things, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden knock on the door.
When he opened the door, two State Secret Service agents in black suits were standing outside the door, holding official documents.
"Hello, Mr. Ouye, we are the secret office of Dayan State. The country has an important task that needs your help. Please come with us..."
See After receiving the certificate from the State Secretariat, the man suddenly seemed a little flustered, but soon the village chief rushed over.
With the village chief's comfort, Ou Ye Jiansheng was taken into the car, and the black car quickly disappeared into the night. No one knew what had just happened here.
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At the same time, Zhao Qizheng, who was sitting in the office, was holding Ou Ye Jiansheng's personal information.
He looked at this information with interest and seemed very satisfied.
Under the light, the personal resume recorded in this document is also very exciting.
Ou Ye Jiansheng is a descendant of the sword master Ou Yezi.
Ou Yezi was a native of Minhou in the Spring and Autumn Period. His sword-making skills were outstanding in the Spring and Autumn Period.
This Mr. Ou Ye Jiansheng has obviously inherited the craftsmanship of his ancestors. His ancient sword-making method was not only awarded the certificate of intangible cultural heritage, but was also invited to write an introduction to cold weapons. Professor of culture.
Now that the Qintian Prison is being established, plans to recruit the needed talents have been secretly launched across the country.
Ou Ye Jiansheng is just one of them. In addition, there are countless elite talents in various fields who are being sent to Longjun overnight.
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In Sanqing Mountain, in the office of the president of the Taoist Association, a rapid ringing of the phone broke the silence of the night.
“Hello?”
The president in traditional clothes stood up with a solemn expression the next second after he answered the phone.
“Yes, yes, understand!”
After hanging up the phone, the president immediately summoned all association members overnight and went to the conference room for a meeting.
Almost everyone participating in this meeting was wearing Taoist robes, except for the one sitting in the middle, who had a somewhat immortal appearance and was very respected by others.
"Everyone, the reason why the meeting was suddenly held is because I received a phone call not long ago."
While speaking, the president looked at the person sitting in the middle. An old man said:
"Daozhang Zhang, the phone said that someone will come to pick you up and go to Long County urgently. There is something important that I need to meet with you before I can discuss it in detail."
The old man stroked his beard, with a bit of doubt in his eyebrows:
“Why is it so mysterious that you have to be so tight-lipped about it?”
This old man is not an ordinary person; The contemporary descendant of the Danding Sect.
This Sanqing Mountain was originally the dojo of the Danding Sect of Taoism. During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Ge Hong made alchemy here and became the founder of this sect.
And this Zhang Daoyi is the contemporary descendant of the Danding Sect. He has devoted his life to studying Taoist culture. Looking at the Taoist lineage in the country, this man is also one of the best.
But for this question, the president could not give any answer, because even he himself knew very little about the relevant matters.
"Daozhang Zhang, I don't know the specific matter, but it should be related to academic research.
Please make preparations in advance, someone will be here soon."
< br>Zhang Daoyi had no objection to this matter. He had devoted his life to promoting Taoist culture. As soon as he heard the words academic research, he immediately agreed.
The rest of the Taoist priests also came forward to help. This backpack contained ancient Taoist books that Zhang Daoyi regarded as treasures, as well as fragments collected from various places. As expected, it didn't take long before several agents appeared outside the association and escorted Zhang Daoyi to the car.
Looking at the vehicles gradually going away, the president realized in hindsight:
“There is the highest-level pass in front of the car. It seems that the person who mobilized Daochang Zhang is of a very high level. Ah, this matter is not simple..."
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At the same time that Daochang Zhang was taken away, in an ancient house on the mountain in Haining, thousands of miles away, people kept saying There was a clanging sound.
The two agents walked up the stairs to the third floor, as if they had returned to ancient times.
The room was filled with various kinds of armors, large and small. In front of a tool table, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties was concentrating on assembling armors.
"Master Wen..."
One of the agents just spoke, and the man called Master Wen said without raising his head:
"Wait a little longer. I'll give you a few minutes..."
After hearing this, the agents stood aside and watched Master Wen working seriously at the table.
After a few minutes, a piece of gold silk armor as thin as a cicada's wings took shape, and Master Wen carefully hung it on the wall.
After that, the man looked at the two agents not far away:
"I received a call from the city during the day today. You guys just picked me up to go to the Dragon Boat Festival." People from the county?”
The agents nodded and then showed their IDs.
After looking at the documents in the hands of the agents, Master Wen nodded, then walked into the house, picked up the backpack he had already packed, and left with the agents.
Under the light, the vigorous handwriting confirms the extraordinary nature of this place.
"A hundred battles in the yellow sand will wear golden armor, and Loulan will never be returned until it is destroyed..."
Master Wen's real name is Wen Tao, and he is a contemporary letterman, that is, an armor maker.
Or it can also be called a forger of ancient utensils.
He spent six years to highly restore the Song Dynasty armor from 700 years ago.
This armor alone has thousands of parts.
In addition, this person is also an expert on cold weapon culture at the Haining Academy of Social Sciences.
In the industry, Master Wen has become a myth in Asia.
It is said that no one can perfectly restore any of Master Wen's works without the help of technology.
And the armor produced by Master Wen is not only beautiful, but also has a real defensive effect.
Early this morning, Wen Tao received a call from the president of the Academy of Social Sciences himself.
On the phone, the dean was mysterious and said that Wen Tao's work would be transferred.
And asked Wen Tao not to disclose this matter to anyone, including his family.
So Wen Tao was not surprised when the agent showed up, but after seeing the agent showing his ID from the State Secret Service, Wen Tao still vaguely realized that the matter might be more serious than he thought. complex.
The establishment of nine major departments requires countless staff members.
But with the country’s great attention, those who can enter Qintian Prison must be the elite among the elite.
And how powerful is the country?
Once this huge machine starts to turn, talents from all over the country will be able to find out and recruit them with all their strength!
So this night, the same scene was played out across the country.
And when these people were on their way to Long County, whether it was their workplace or the local household registration department, they all tacitly deleted all records about them!
In other words, from the first step they embarked on this trip, the confidentiality agreement has already come into effect!
That night, in silence, Great Yan Kingdom seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes...
(End of this chapter)