"Wei Hao, I'll leave the matters here to you. My identity is a little sensitive, so it won't be convenient for me to appear for the time being! Help me hold the fort for the time being. "
Wang Chong sipped on his tea as he changed the topic.
"I know! You're worried about Yao Feng, right? Don't worry, leave the matters here to me. There won't be a problem. "
Wei Hao patted his chest confidently.
Even though he had reservations about Wang Chong's plan to sell his sword, Wei Hao wasn't one to shirk responsibility. What was a brother for? A brother was here to help at this moment.
Even though the Yao Clan was powerful, the Wei Clan wasn't one to be trifled with. As a Duke, there was no need for them to fear the Yao Clan.
"Yao Feng isn't the only one …"
Wang Chong chuckled. The matter at the Vast Crane Pavilion wasn't the only matter that he had done. If Yao Guang Yi were to know that he was the one who foiled his plans, he would probably skin him alive.
The reason why Wang Chong wanted to sell his sword through Wei Hao's Bluebottle Pavilion was because he didn't want to attract too much attention before his plan succeeded. Otherwise, if the Yao Clan were to cause trouble for him and warn those who came to view the sword, it would be more than enough to annoy him.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Come, have some tea!"
Wang Chong filled Wei Hao's cup. As he sipped on his tea, he glanced at the scenery outside the railing.
The first day of selling his sword didn't attract too many people. It was impossible for him to accomplish anything with just these few people.
However, it was fortunate that Wang Chong didn't expect to sell his sword on the first day, so he wasn't in a hurry.
"Someone is coming!"
Suddenly, Wei Hao spoke.
Wang Chong's heart jolted. He lifted his head and followed Wei Hao's gaze. A huge commotion could be seen in the distance. A huge group of people was walking toward the Bluebottle Pavilion from the other end of the street.
These people were split into three groups, and it was clear that they belonged to three different powers. However, they weren't separated from one another, and they were clearly 'comrades'.
"Not good, it's the capital's Cheng Clan, Huang Clan, and Lu Clan. I'm afraid these people are here to cause trouble! "
Wei Hao was born into a wealthy family, and the people who came and went in his residence were all famous people. Furthermore, the Wei Clan also had a smithy, so he immediately recognized the three swordsmithing clans the moment they appeared. His eyebrows couldn't help but twitch as he felt extremely uneasy.
Judging from the other party's aura, Wei Hao did not think that the other party was here to buy the sword.
"What are you afraid of?"
Wang Chong glanced at it and put down the teacup.
"The capital has its own rules. Even swordsmithing clans wouldn't dare to act recklessly. — — These people must think that we're foreign aristocratic families or rich families that came to the capital to sell weapons. We've crossed the line! However, we are originally from the capital, so this rule does not apply to us. What are you afraid of? "
"Ah! And this. "
Wei Hao was surprised. He didn't know much about this kind of thing, and didn't know that there was such a Dao in it.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Wang Chong nodded. In his previous life, he had seen and experienced everything. Even though he looked like a fifteen-year-old on the outside, he knew much more than Wei Hao.
Furthermore, during the turmoil in his previous life, he had come into contact with an old swordsmithing elder. As such, he was well aware of the rules here.
"This isn't good, they must have misunderstood. I need to quickly explain to them. "
Wei Hao panicked.
"There's no need for that, I still have use for them."
Wang Chong held onto the lid of the Tea Gu and said calmly.
"Ah?"
Wei Hao was stunned. He stared at Wang Chong, and his mind was unable to process the situation.
While Wei Hao was in a daze, the people from the Cheng, Huang, and Lu Clans arrived at the Bluebottle Pavilion. They raised their heads and looked at the swords wrapped in black cloth hanging on the door.
"Hmph! Where are the sword sellers? Isn't anyone coming? "
A burly, fat man who looked very arrogant squinted his eyes and crossed his arms. He glanced at the door of the building for a while and stared at the door for a while. His words were sharp, as if he was saying, "I'm here to cause trouble."
"Sir, are you here to buy a sword?"
A black-robed young attendant had already rushed out of the Bluebottle Pavilion.
"This is your sword?"
The plump man glanced at him and asked. While he was speaking, everyone from the Cheng, Huang, and Lu Clan was looking at him.
The man's name was Huang Jiao, and he was from the capital's Huang Clan. Of the prestigious clans in the capital, there were blacksmiths and sword sellers, and naturally, there were those who were in charge of causing trouble. Huang Jiao was the most famous of them all.
The capital was wealthy, and it was under the feet of the Emperor. There were often people who didn't abide by the rules who would come to the capital to sell their swords. This wasn't the first or second time.
In order to ensure that others understood the rules, as well as to protect their own interests. Thus, there were people like Huang Jiao in the Huang, Cheng, and Lu Clans.
"No, this is my master's sword!"
"Oh, I heard that your clan sells swords for 600 gold taels each?"
Huang Jiao crossed his arms and spoke with a face full of ridicule. To sell swords before the Huang, Cheng, and Lu Clans was simply displaying one's slight skill before an expert.
"Yes!"
The attendant lowered his head and continued to smile along.
"Take down your swords and let me take a look!"
Huang Jiao said impolitely. His expression was still full of ridicule:
"If I'm satisfied with it, I might just buy it!"
The surrounding Huang, Cheng, and Lu Clans also looked on with ridicule. This was a common tactic used by the prestigious clans in the capital to deal with foreign powers. Using the excuse of buying a weapon to take a look at the other party's sword, they would then smash the other party's sword down forcefully, creating a gap or even splitting it into two. By then, with so many people watching, it would be an embarrassing sight to behold.
This was what it meant to cause trouble!
In terms of swordsmithing, there were very few clans that could surpass the Huang, Cheng, Lu, and Zhang Clans!
"I'm sorry, but you can only buy our swords. You can't see or touch them!"
The manservant bowed with a smile on his face.
"What, you can't look at them? Not even touch them? "
"Un!"
In an instant, Huang Jiao, as well as everyone from the Huang, Cheng, and Lu Clans, were stunned. Six hundred gold taels for a sword, and this wasn't silver or copper coins. Yet, they weren't even allowed to touch it? This was unprecedented!
When the Three Great Clans arrived, they didn't expect this at all.
"I can't even look at it, not even touch it?"
Huang Jiao asked once more. He couldn't believe his ears. Those who sold their swords in the capital would always try their best to show off before the crowd.
Yet, this shop didn't even allow them to touch the expensive swords they were selling.
"You can't."
The attendant's voice was as calm as ever.
"Who is your master? Call your master out! I would like to see what kind of sword he is for you to not even allow me to touch it! "
Huang Jiao bellowed furiously.
"I don't know!" The attendant's voice was as stiff as a rock.
"You don't know? What do you mean? "
Huang Jiao was taken aback. Then, he sneered furiously.
"You don't know where your master is, or you don't know who your master is?"
"I don't know who my master is."
The attendant's reply was beyond everyone's expectations. Not just Huang Jiao, everyone was stunned as well.
"Bullshit! Who doesn't know who their master is? "
Huang Jiao flew into a rage.
"Fine! If you don't want to speak, I won't ask. Then let me ask you, what's so good about your sword? What gives you the right to set a price of six hundred gold taels? "
"I don't know!"
"What about the steel? You don't know where the ore is used to make it? "
"I don't know!"
"How sharp is it? How much can it cut through? "
"I don't know!"
…
The attendant's reply was as usual. His voice didn't change in the slightest, as if he would only ever say the same three words, 'I don't know'. This was Wang Chong's intention. Other than the words' six hundred gold taels' and 'I can't look at or touch it', there was no need for him to reply.
"I don't know, I don't know … Other than that, what else do you know?"
Huang Jiao was about to go insane from anger. He roared furiously:
"If you don't have any skills, don't try to sell porcelain! Which sword seller doesn't allow others to look at it? If you can't look at or touch it, do you really think that you are the daughter of a duke? — — Playing to the gallery! "
Hu!
Hearing Huang Jiao's words, the other swordsmithing clans were taken aback for a moment before bursting into laughter. Even the crowd outside also burst into laughter.
"What did I say? This is a bunch of clowns trying to play to the gallery. I wasn't wrong, right? "
Huang Jiao pointed at the attendant and laughed heartily. His eyes were filled with disdain.
"Before coming here, I was still worried that some formidable fellow might have come to the capital to wreak havoc! But from the looks of it now, it seems like we were worrying for nothing. Even though Huang Jiao's words are harsh, he isn't wrong in this matter. This clan is indeed playing to the gallery! "
A member of the Cheng Clan shook his head. The hostility in his eyes was no longer as intense as before, replaced by disdain. It was impossible for the other swordsmithing clans to use such a method to play tricks.
As long as the capital's Cheng Clan used their name, it would be their reputation. There was no need for them to play tricks. Clearly, this clan didn't have any 'true capability'!
Even though the other clans didn't say anything, their gazes were the same. Those who were truly capable weren't afraid of others looking at their swords. Not only that, they even hoped for others to see and touch the prowess of their swords.
There wasn't anyone like this clan in the capital.
In the crowd's view, it was just as Huang Jiao had said, this clan was playing to the gallery. It would be a wonder if such swords could be sold.
"The Bluebottle Pavilion is a place for drinking, but he actually came here to sell his swords. Furthermore, the price is so high. It seems like he's an outsider! We have overestimated him! "
The Lu Clan members also had disdainful looks on their faces.
The Bluebottle Pavilion was richly decorated, and it was definitely one of the top-notch inns in the capital. Those who came here were either wealthy or influential, and most of them came from powerful backgrounds.
For the other party to sell a sword for 600 gold taels at such a place, the other clans thought that some formidable foe had come to wreak havoc.
But from the looks of it now … they were thinking too much!
Once they realized the 'truth', their strategy changed.
"Disperse, disperse. This clan doesn't know anything, they are just playing to the gallery! Everyone, disperse! "
"I wonder where this bastard came from to break the rules! What a waste of our time! "
"What are the people from the Bluebottle Pavilion thinking?"
The Huang, Cheng, and Lu Clan members felt disinterested and they scattered in all directions. As they walked, they impatiently chased away the passersby who were watching the commotion in front of the Bluebottle Pavilion.
"Those bastards!"
Wei Hao, who was upstairs, heard their words clearly. He slammed the table angrily and stood up:
"It's just selling a sword in the capital, what has it got to do with them? Their mouths are filthy. Do they really think that the Huang, Cheng, and Lu Clan are the most powerful clans in the capital? I don't believe that I can't deal with them! "
Wei Hao had grown up together with Wang Chong, and the only person he treasured the most was this good friend of his.
To be scolded in front of him, Wei Hao felt extremely uncomfortable, and he was seething with rage. The capital's Cheng Clan, Huang Clan, and Lu Clan might be famous, but it was useless against Wei Hao.
How could a gongzi from the Duke of Wei Residence think highly of a swordsmithing clan?
"Wait a moment!"
A hand reached out to stop Wei Hao. Wang Chong's expression was calm, and he wasn't as agitated as Wei Hao:
"It's just a small matter, why get angry? Let them be, they are going to disperse soon anyway. "
As Wang Chong spoke, he slowly chewed on the tea leaves. This was a habit he had before he transcended. After drinking his tea, he would chew on the tea leaves.
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