Chapter 36 Young Master Zeng (Second Update)
After a few apprentices, a younger blacksmith couldn't help it anymore.
More and more people came over and frantically vented their inner anger on the sack.
Zhao Yankui's eyes twitched as he watched. How much anger do these people have to suppress on weekdays?
He imagined the scene where he was also covered by a sack, and couldn't help but shudder.
"Okay, okay, if you hit me again, someone will be killed!" Jiang Lin shouted loudly, and finally kicked the others hard before pulling the others away.
The blacksmith and apprentices were still very considerate and quickly dispersed.
Jiang Lin untied the sack and found that the eunuch inside had been beaten to a pulp. His body was covered in bruises and his face was covered in blood. He looked quite horrifying.
Jiang Lin helped him up, pretending to be frightened, and said, "Father, are you okay? A group of gangsters came from nowhere just now and beat you up indiscriminately. It took a very close call to drive them away."< br>
"You, you guys..." The eunuch opened his mouth, but he could no longer speak a complete sentence. Both the upper and lower rows of teeth were missing.
He is not a fool, so he naturally understands that there is no sudden bad guy, it is you blacksmiths who did it!
But he didn't dare to say that these people dared to beat him up with a sack. If he said anything cruel again, they might not be able to leave the South Blacksmith Camp.
"Don't be afraid, father-in-law, I will take you out." Jiang Lin said and forcefully dragged the eunuch away.
Blacksmith Qi came over and whispered to Zhao Yankui: "What a damn relief! I didn't expect this kid Jiang Lin to be quite sinister, but is this really possible?"
Zhao Yankui snorted and said, "He hasn't seen anyone make a move. Could it be that he really dares to send people to kill everyone in the South Blacksmith Camp?"
Blacksmith Qi still understands the principle that the law does not punish the public.
"What if he only stares at you and Jiang Lin?" Blacksmith Qi said with worry on his face.
Zhao Yankui looked gloomy and said: "Jiang Lin said it well, if the soldiers come to block it, the water will cover it with the soil. Even an ant will bite someone if it is pressed!"
Blacksmith Qi looked at him and didn't know what to say. In the end he could only sigh: "It's a pity that Jiang Lin has such talent. It's not easy for Nan Blacksmith Camp to produce a great young man."
Zhao Yankui didn't think so. He would rather die than see Jiang Lin die early.
But the people in the palace have too many sinister and vicious tricks, and I am just a blacksmith, what can I do?
Thinking of this, Zhao Yankui couldn't help but regret not beating the eunuch more just now.
At this time, Jiang Lin had already helped the eunuch to the dining tent, with Old Man Wei following behind.
Once here, Jiang Lin let go directly.
The eunuch's legs were weak and he couldn't walk. No one was there to help him, so he fell to the ground.
"You..."
Jiang Lin is a head taller than the eunuch, and now his body is not as thin as it was half a month ago, and has gradually shown a burly posture.
He stared at the eunuch, spoke condescendingly, and said in a low tone: "My father-in-law is injured, so you'd better be careful when walking. If you can't kill all the people in the South Blacksmith Camp at once, you'd better not leave the palace at will."< br>
The eunuch's eyes widened with anger, a little blacksmith apprentice dared to threaten him!
Jiang Lin was not afraid at all because of the other person's eyes. Who was he trying to scare by narrowing his eyes?
He continued: "My father-in-law must not know that my master Zhao Yankui and I have taken over the work of the Nanling Camp to build a batch of weapons. If something happens to the two of us, the Nanling Camp may not look for the father-in-law Ming. Trouble, but can you stop me?”
"In addition, General Liao Mingxu of the Nanling Camp valued me and recruited me to join the army. If my father-in-law was really desperate, I would join the border army. If the time comes, I will risk my life and I can always do something. .”
Originally, Old Man Wei came over and wanted to say something, but after hearing this, he stopped.
Jiang Lin's words are naturally both true and false.
As the old saying goes, a fox fakes the power of a tiger, but also takes advantage of the opportunity and paints a tiger's skin to pull the banner.
The Nanling Camp did want their master and apprentice to build weapons, and they also wanted to take the opportunity to protect them, but no one knew whether they would actually conflict with the eunuchs in the palace over this.
Jiang Lin didn't know, and naturally neither did the eunuchs.
So after he said these words, would the eunuch still dare to go to Nanling Camp to question Liao Mingxu?
Not only will they not do it, but they will be afraid of it and will not dare to mess around again. The name "bianjun" is most useful when used to scare people who have no balls.
Looking at Jiang Lin's back, the light in Old Man Wei's cloudy eyes became brighter and brighter.
The eunuch's heart trembled as he listened. He was not afraid of the South Blacksmith Camp, but he did not dare to provoke the group of border troops at the Nanling Camp.
Is this blacksmith apprentice favored by General Liao Mingxu?
Why haven't you heard from Shen Zhiwen?
Jiang Lin said softly: "Actually, even if my father-in-law doesn't say anything, I can roughly guess who asked you to do this. I can only say that the person who gave you the benefit was either stupid or deliberately harmed you. Why did Dong Songchang die? , presumably he didn’t make it too clear Chu, my master and disciple have not mentioned a word about their relationship with the Nanling Camp. Whether they want to harm you or that Ming Eunuch... I will leave it to my father-in-law to decide. Sent away, please come back.”
The eunuch trembled when he heard this, not because he was frightened, but because he thought of some possibilities.
Shen Zhiwen only said that Dong Songchang offended the border troops at Nanling Camp and was beheaded, but he did not clearly explain the inside story.
As for Zhao Yankui and Jiang Lin, masters and apprentices, who took over the work of Nanling Camp, they never said anything.
This bastard wants to kill our family?
Or maybe you want to harm Eunuch Ming?
Could it be that Shen Zhiwen was bribed and deliberately set up a trap?
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For a time, the eunuch had a lot of thoughts.
He took a breath and stared at Jiang Lin for a few seconds, then turned around without saying a word, dragging his seriously injured body and slowly left.
Jiang Lin looked at the eunuch's back with an extremely indifferent expression.
Only then did Old Man Wei come up and said: "If we don't kill them all, there will be endless troubles."
This is what the border troops have learned from mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the past four hundred years. As long as they are their enemies, they must be killed without mercy.
Jiang Lin turned around and cupped his hands and said: "I understand this. It's just that today, just a blacksmith apprentice, there are some things that he can think of but can't do."
"What if I have the chance?"
Jiang Lin's eyes were firm: "Those who want to kill me must die violently first!"
Old Man Wei looked at the young man in front of him. Although he said nothing, he was filled with emotion in his heart.
If I could be so calm and composed at this age, I would be a member of a hundred households, let alone become disabled and depressed for half my life.
"You did a good job, but I'm not as good as you." Old Man Wei sighed, turned around and walked towards the dining room. The background looked very lonely.
However, a young man's voice came from behind.
"When you were a young man wearing bright clothes and angry horses, how could you stand up to the golden thief crossing south? Although Mr. Wei is old, when you were young and frivolous, who dared to look down upon you in the slightest!"
Old Man Wei's steps paused slightly, and his words were like hammers, hammering into his heart.
Pictures of the bloody battles between frontier troops, high spirits and brotherly love flashed through my mind.
Yes, he was once young, and there was a time when he was pointed by the blade and looked down upon.
That year, he was also a teenager.
After a while, Mr. Wei said: "I am still old after all..."
Even so, the loneliness in his words was no longer so strong, as if he had understood the principles of the world.
Just like this bustling blacksmith camp, it has been clanging for decades, with people coming and going, young people coming in and old people leaving.
Only the seemingly eternal furnace burned blazingly, recording the passing moments.
There are three more updates to follow
(End of chapter)