Chapter 561 Arsenal
When he left the imperial study room, Fu Qingzhou was already unconscious.
For him, this "closed-door discussion" was as tiring as a life-and-death battle.
To be honest, he often competes with others in battles of wits and courage, but talking about political affairs and power tactics is a completely different matter.
“Master Fu.”
Walking out of the imperial study, Eunuch Huang was already waiting with a smile on his face: "The emperor allows you to go into the arsenal to choose weapons, do you want to go now?"
Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "I'm too lazy to bother, I don't lack these things either. ..."
Halfway through his words, Ning Wushu interrupted him: "Go, I'll go with him."
Fu Qingzhou was startled.
Ning Wushu smiled at him: "The things my father needs you to bring are also in the arsenal."
Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized.
Ning Baimei asked him to bring four of the Eight Swords of the King to present to others, but he never said where the four swords were. They were together here.
“Zhao Yuan is quite clever. By using the excuse of ‘entering the arsenal and selecting weapons at will’, I can bring out the four royal swords openly and without anyone knowing. " Fu Qingzhou secretly thought.
There was no objection anymore. After saying goodbye to Yue Heng and Bai Jin, he and Ning Wushu followed Eunuch Huang to the palace arsenal.
After walking around in the imperial city of Nuo Da for about a stick of incense, we arrived at the arsenal.
"Master Fu, General Ning."
Eunuch Huang smiled and said: "The arsenal is an important place and no one is allowed to enter without permission. Our family will wait outside the arsenal."
After that, he came In front of the arsenal door, push gently.
The heavy and thick copper door opened with a bang, revealing the dark and deep space inside.
As Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu stepped inside, the torches on the wall ignited one by one, casting dappled light and shadow, illuminating rows of neatly displayed magical weapons.
"Most of these weapons once had their owners."
Ning Wushu glanced at the weapons, showing reverence in his eyes: "They are not only made of top forging materials and made by famous craftsmen, More importantly, they all drank the blood of enemy generals and made extraordinary achievements!"
The two of them moved forward slowly, Fu Qingzhou looked at the weapons with a slightly stern look.
Ning Wushu looked at a long sword. The long sword had a slender blade and was filled with cold light, as if it could cut the air.
“This sword is called ‘Chonglou’. It was held by Wei Shaohe, the general of Northern Xinjiang more than a hundred years ago. He killed countless enemies with General Wei.”
Fu Qingzhou's eyes paused for a moment - the sword had countless scratches on it, but it didn't look worn. He stroked the sword gently, as if he could feel the smoke and heroic spirit of the past battlefield.
"In the west of Dayan, there once was a country named Fangshu. It was powerful and ambitious. More than a hundred years ago, it kept invading our western territory of Dayan."
Ning Wushu whispered softly Said: "Dayan and Fang Shu fought fiercely for decades, thousands of large and small battles, and countless casualties. Finally, ninety-eight years ago, Fang Shu was wiped out."
After that, she walked away a few years ago. Stepping forward, he picked up a long gun and looked at it carefully: "This gun is called 'Shensha', and it once belonged to Marshal Hong Di, the ancestor of Hong Ruohai, the head of the Hong family."
"Ninety-eight Years ago, Marshal Hong Di led his army deep into Fang Shui and captured its capital. He threw his spear in the midst of thousands of troops and killed the enemy's Dongtian Five Realm generals with one blow, ending the battle."
This spear was black and dull, but it exuded fierce killing intent. Even if it had been placed in the arsenal for a long time, Fu Qingzhou could still smell the overbearing killing intent on the tip of the spear.
The two of them gradually went deep into the arsenal. Ning Wushu was very precious to the swords, guns and weapons in it. He talked about their origins with respect and as if showing off.
“That’s right.”
Fu Qingzhou asked: “You said before that you wanted to talk to me alone if you had something to do. What was that?”
Ning Wushu put down his hand. He held a slicing sword and said with a smile: "I entered the arsenal with you, what do you say?"
Fu Qingzhou was startled: "The Eight Swords of the King?"
"Yes." Ning Wushu said softly: "Father hopes that I will go with you to present the sword."
< br>Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I see, but aren't you the general of Northern Xinjiang? The war in Northern Xinjiang is fierce now, why don't you go to Northern Xinjiang?"
"In the past few months, the war has been going on. Slow down.”
Ning Wushu curled his lips and said: "Mannar couldn't resist Li Jingzhe's methods and confessed a lot. Mingjiange has sent some secret envoys to go deep into Beiyi to sow discord. Now there is chaos in several major tribes in Beiyi. "
Fu Qingzhou was surprised: "So powerful? Wouldn't it be able to mess up Beiyi immediately?"
"But I'm afraid it won't last long." Ning Wushu shook his head and said. "The Great Khan of Beiyi, Ashina Tiele... is a man of great talent and strategy. He is also a powerful person of Xuanxing. He has the support of Hoyaer behind him. With two powerful people of Xuanxing sitting in charge, it is impossible for Beiyi to really It's chaos."
Fu Qingzhou suddenly said: "I understand, you just hope to consume them more and... also buy some time for ourselves."
"Yes."
Ning Wushu's eyes flashed with fighting spirit: "When Beiyi has worked hard to suppress the internal chaos and thinks they can breathe a sigh of relief, that will be the time when they are most in danger!"
"It seems that we can do it "
Fu Qingzhou nodded and said, "We must first settle down."
The two of them continued to move forward, and saw fewer and fewer weapons in their eyes. Finally, After passing through a door, you come to a separate room.
There are eight sword stands in the room, four of them are empty, and only the other four sword stands have long swords.
"These are the four swords of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom."
Ning Wushu said softly: "Do you want to take a look at them, or should I put them away now?"
>After saying that, she took out a metal bracelet from her sleeve and shook it.
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "These are the Eight Swords of Kings, I must take a look."
"Then go." Ning Wushu also laughed and said: "Be careful, no matter what No matter how they look, they are actually very sharp. If you are not the sword owner and touch them rashly, your palm will be cut off.”
"I won't touch it, I won't touch it."
Fu Qingzhou responded, approaching and looking at it carefully.
There is no inscription on the sword, but the name of each sword is neatly written in seal script on different sword stands.
The Renjian is similar to the Dejian. The sword body shows a warm jade color, the hilt is round, and the tip of the blade is not sharp, just like a jade sword as a ritual object.
The Righteous Sword is completely different. Its blade is straight and rigid, shining with a cold metallic luster, with clear edges and corners, and high momentum.
Ceremonial sword, as its name suggests, the sword is slender and elegant, and the patterns on the sword are complex and exquisite, like a well-dressed Confucian scholar.
The last Wisdom Sword has nothing special in its shape, but its entire body is deep blue, with stars seeming to disappear and flicker on it, like the Milky Way at night or the endless deep sea.
"They are indeed divine swords."
Fu Qingzhou straightened up and sighed: "Put it away."
Ning Wushu smiled and took the metal Throwing out the bracelet, he muttered something.
The metal bracelet floated in mid-air, and then suddenly flew towards Renjian. It was like an eraser. The moment it passed by, Renjian was "erased" bit by bit by it, but the process was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. Unable to capture.
After putting away the Ren sword, it put away the other three swords in the same way, then spun around in the air and fell back into Ning Wushu's hand.
"You must keep this bracelet close to your body."
As she said this, she handed the bracelet to Fu Qingzhou: "I will teach you the method of envoy. Next, you You can find a chance to meet Mr. Yan Yi and Dong Yan. After all, he is in the capital.”
(End of this chapter)