'Speed is of utmost importance in war, it's better to be early than late'. While Wang Chong was still conflicted over the Stone of Destiny in his room, he received a message from his cousin, Wang Zhu Yan.
In this aspect, with big uncle as her backing, she was much more astute than him.
Wang Chong's guess was spot on!
The Yao Clan's Old Master Yao had really put down his pride and appeared at Wang Chong's grandfather's residence in the Four Quarters Embassy. And the time was tonight!
The Yao and Wang Clan had officially come to an agreement.
After Wang Chong's reminder, big uncle had added Cousin Wang Li's name into the list of representatives and requested for the Yao Clan's cooperation to promote Cousin Wang Li's official position.
On this matter, Old Master Yao had no choice but to agree to it on the spot. After that, it was time for the political negotiations.
This was a rare opportunity for the Yao Clan to seek peace. Grandfather and big uncle naturally had to add on some political demands to this matter and scrape a layer of skin off the Yao Clan.
Cousin Wang Zhu Yan was astonished by this matter. His words were filled with admiration for Wang Chong and disbelief at the entire matter.
"That old fellow sure reacted quickly!"
After sending away the servant sent by 'Second Sister' Wang Zhu Yan, Wang Chong sighed.
The Yao Clan's Old Master Yao's visit came much earlier than he had expected. Just this political acumen and decisiveness was far above that of an ordinary person.
The Yao Clan's Old Master Yao had fought with his grandfather for so long, but he had never been willing to lower his head. This time, for the sake of his descendant, he didn't hesitate at all.
This was also what made the Yao Clan fearsome!
As long as the Yao Clan's Old Master was around, the Yao Clan was invincible. No one would be able to destroy the Yao Clan!
However, this wasn't what Wang Chong was concerned about.
With the matter by the border settled, Wang Chong was certain that after this performance, he had completely changed everyone's impression of him. Even now, Wang Chong could still remember the shock in his big aunt's eyes when she left, as well as the joy in his mother's eyes when she kept glancing at him.
Even his father, Wang Yan, in his letter, revealed intense joy and disbelief. He had always had a deep prejudice against him, and the most difficult thing for Wang Chong to change was his impression of him.
However, after what had happened to The King of Song and Yao Guang Yi, Wang Chong believed that his father's opinion of him had completely changed.
As for the family …
Wang Chong glanced at the letter on the table. Cousin Wang Zhu Yan's relentless questioning, as well as the incredulity in her words, were more than enough to explain the problem.
Although it was hard to say if he could squeeze into the core of the family, there was no doubt that he had successfully attracted everyone's attention!
"… Now there's only one thing left!"
Wang Chong smiled. As the saying goes, good things come in pairs. He had already received news from Wei Hao that the WuZi Steel weapons should be completed in a few days.
As long as the other side was fine, he would be able to collect the money!
"Hua!"
With a flick of his robe, Wang Chong walked out of the room. The night was dark, and a bright moon hung high in the sky. Under the moonlight, the corridors of the Wang Residence were dotted with lanterns.
As Wang Chong ascended the stairs, he was greeted by countless gazes of respect and awe. Compared to before, all of the guards, servants, and maids looked at him in a completely different light.
This series of events had not only changed the fate of the Wang Clan, it had also changed Wang Chong's standing in the residence.
"It's time to cultivate!"
Wang Chong walked to a familiar corner, opened the stance, and began practicing the 《Dragon Bone Art》. Hard work could make up for one's lack of talent. Literary work couldn't be stopped, and martial arts couldn't be abandoned either. In this period of time, he felt that his strength had increased once more.
…
The matter by the border continued to ferment in the capital. Through the rumors of the Yao Clan's Old Master Yao paying a visit to Duke Jiu in the Four Quarters Embassy's' Peaceful Harmony Garden ', the news of the Yao and Wang Clan shaking hands had spread like wildfire in the capital.
The Yao and Wang Clan had been at odds for many years, but this was the first time that the Wang Clan had surpassed the Yao Clan.
Yao Guang Yi's failure by the border was the turning point of this matter, and it was the topic of discussion in the streets and alleys. Yao Guang Yi's foresight was flawless, but this time, he was tossed aside like a monkey.
Many people said that the Wang Clan's' Duke Jiu 'had invited a mysterious expert who was on par with Yao Guang Yi to guide him. Now, in private, everyone was guessing who this powerful "mysterious master" was.
Putting aside the hustle and bustle outside, Wang Chong, as the 'expert' whom many nobles and prestigious clans talked about on the streets, lived a peaceful life 'secluded from the world', happily carrying out his plan to strike it rich.
And this plan was already nearing its end.
"Haha, Wang Chong, look! The WuZi Steel weapon you spoke of has finally been forged! "
In a cave in the western suburbs of the capital, Wei Hao was holding a black sword that was about three feet long. He was laughing excitedly. This was the standard sword of the Central Plains. It had two blades, a straight blade, and the width of the blade was around two fingers wide. The black blade gave off a thick and sturdy feeling.
"Right, Wang Chong, why did you add a line on both sides of the blade? The swords of our Central Plains don't have such lines, right? "
Wei Hao suddenly scratched his head as he looked at the lines on both sides of the blade with a perplexed expression.
"This is called a blood groove, and it is specially designed for killing. When it stabs into a person's body, blood would spurt out from the blood groove. In a short period of time, the other party would lose a huge amount of blood! "
Wang Chong smiled.
"Ah!"
Wei Hao was shocked, and he nearly dropped the sword in his hand:
"Blood groove? Killing? Wang Chong, this sword sure is ferocious! "
Wang Chong smiled without saying a word. WuZi Steel weapons, including the Damascus Scimitar, were originally meant for killing. In fact, all swords and sabers were meant for killing. They were designed for this purpose.
'Righteousness doesn't wield wealth, and compassion doesn't command troops'. If one was timid, it was best to stay away from such a ferocious weapon.
"Give it to me!"
Wang Chong took the WuZi Steel sword from Wei Hao and weighed it in his hand. Compared to ordinary swords and sabers, the WuZi Steel sword was much heavier, weighing around twenty to thirty jin.
If one didn't possess extraordinary strength, it would be difficult to wield a weapon weighing twenty to thirty jin for a long period of time.
"The first WuZi Steel weapon has finally been forged!"
Wang Chong thought to himself. With a casual wave of his hand, a sword slash flashed in the air, and a rock on the cliff in his right hand cracked open, causing rubble to fall down.
"Wow, how sharp! This sword of yours isn't ordinary! "
Wei Hao's head shrank back in shock. He had never tried the newly forged WuZi Steel sword before, so he didn't expect it to be so sharp!
He knew the hardness of the rocks here. Back then, the Wei Clan chose this place because the rocks here were dense and sturdy, making it suitable to be used as a forge.
Even though the space here wasn't big, it took them almost half a year to excavate it. The masters in the residence had tried using extremely sharp swords and sabers, but they were only able to cut off a tiny bit of rubble.
Yet, Wang Chong's sword was able to easily cut through the protruding rocks with just a single slash.
"The sword is still incomplete now. After I add inscriptions and quench it, it won't be as sharp as this."
Wang Chong said calmly.
Wei Hao was also speechless. He didn't understand a single one of the names that Wang Chong spoke of. Not to mention him, even his master didn't know anything about cold forging or anything like that.
He really had no idea where Wang Chong learned so many things from.
"To tell the truth, Wang Chong, the Sindhi are asking for a huge sum. Just based on these swords, can you sell them for such a high price? You spent so much effort on it, I'm worried that it'll all go to waste! "
Wei Hao said worriedly.
Other than him, no one else knew that Wang Chong owed a huge debt of 90000 gold taels. He had been thinking about this matter and had been secretly worried about it.
"Hehe, don't worry. You'll understand when the time comes. "
Wang Chong indifferently said, unconcerned. Holding the WuZi Steel sword in his hands, Wang Chong's heart was in turmoil. He suddenly thought of his cousin, Wang Zhu Yan.
The matter of the WuZi Steel weapons was already related to Wei Hao and the blacksmiths of the Duke of Wei Residence. Now, it was his cousin, Wang Zhu Yan's turn.
…
"Brat, what are you doing by fiddling with these things?"
In the west of the capital, in the Xi Shi Pavilion, a red carpet was laid on the floor and the bed was made of gold and jade. Wang Chong's cousin, Wang Zhu Yan, was currently stretching her body contentedly.
With one hand, she toyed with the WuZi Steel weapons made by Wang Chong. Her five fingers moved swiftly while her other hand picked up a purplish-red grape. With an elegant posture, she placed it into her mouth and slowly chewed on it.
Even Wang Chong had to admit that this cousin of his did have the capability to be proud. In terms of martial prowess, she was able to challenge most of the young geniuses and geniuses of the prestigious clans in the capital. In terms of demeanor, she was refined and elegant. Even the princesses of the royal palace were impressed by her.
There was no place in the capital that she couldn't do well.
"Second sister, you promised me a while ago. You can't have forgotten about it, right? "
Wang Chong lowered his waist and chuckled. Even though he had gained some face before big uncle, big aunt, and uncle, Wang Chong didn't dare to rub his nose against this cousin of his.
This was the Buddha, and he was the monkey in his palm. Before he grew up, it was best for him to tuck his tail between his legs and behave himself.
"Hmph, based on your previous performance, I can help you with this matter. However, other than this, is there anything else you have forgotten to tell me? "
As Wang Zhu Yan spoke, she turned around and stared deeply into Wang Chong's eyes.
"Anything else?"
Wang Chong was perplexed, unable to react in time. "What is it?"
"Hmph, you still want to act before me?"
Wang Zhu Yan harrumphed coldly in displeasure:
"Do you need me to remind you? What's going on with the Eight Gods Pavilion? "
Shua!
As though a bolt of lightning had struck his head, in that instant, cold sweat trickled down Wang Chong's back.
The heck!
How did she know everything? Could it be that she stared at him 24 hours a day? He thought that he had managed to deceive her regarding the matter in the Eight Gods Pavilion. To think that she knew about it from the start, just that she feigned ignorance.
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