Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Chapter 130 Deep Ice 3 Feet

Hyogo is located close to the top of the mountain, adjacent to a waterfall in the mountain. There is a vertical plaque outside the gate of the courtyard, which reads "Kunwu iron smelting flies like smoke", so the guards call it Kunwuyuan.

Kunwu Courtyard is more majestic than Si Yutong imagined. On weekdays, the water vapor of the waterfall and the fire of the furnace complement each other, and the mist is transpiring and the smoke is lingering, just like a fairyland.Today is the day of the festival, the blacksmith and the soldiers are on vacation, the stove and bellows are silent, the courtyard is shrouded in silence, only the sound of the waterfall falling into the pool can be heard endlessly.

Because of this, Si Yutong was able to visit every corner carefully.

There are a wide variety of weapons here, collected according to categories, some are used for hanging display, and more are stored in boxes for wartime needs.The walls used for display are covered with steel blades, which shine brightly under the sunlight, like stars, shining brightly.

The Tianshui Gang also has its own arsenal, but those old items borrowed from here and there are not even a fraction of the Kunwu Academy.

The strength of Kunwuyuan lies not only in quantity, but also in quality.Si Yutong casually took one off the wall and held it in her hand, secretly amazed.These iron wares are of excellent quality, and the timing of forging and quenching is just right. If they were placed in the rivers and lakes of the past, each piece would be on the weapon list and sell for a good price.But now, they are all official collections, and the common people are absolutely out of reach. Even if they steal one or two by chance, they still have to risk their beheading.

The workshops for smelting and the pavilions for stationing troops are distributed around the courtyard, with an empty field surrounded in the center.Standing in the empty field is a bronze statue, naked to the waist, holding a sledgehammer, swinging his arms to hammer the meteorite. This is the appearance of the well-known Zhurong God.

The god Zhu Rong is in charge of the fire of heaven, and is regarded as the God of Martial Arts by the people of Yu State.A newly forged golden weapon was inserted beside him, like a majestic tree rooted in the ground.

However, this tree has no side branches, the trunk made of fine iron stretches high into the sky, and the cluster heads at the tip are higher than the head of Zhu Rong, full of sunlight.

The peach blossoms in the early spring have just shed their spores, and the mountains are covered in red. This color is stained on the gold along the mountain wind, as if it was stained with blood on the battlefield.

Seeing that Si Yutong's eyes remained fixed, Bai Yunfeng introduced, "This dagger can be pulled up, but no one moves it. My father often said that the purpose of setting up troops is not for war, but for peace. "

Si Yutong was stunned for a moment, and said, "He's right, it's best not to get blood on Jin Ge, as long as it's the color of peach blossoms."

Lord Bai Hou has been deposed since he was demoted, and he has kept his own law and order, and has never crossed the line.Because of this, the Bai family's family business can continue to this day under the squeeze of King Chang.

Si Yutong was well aware of these things.However, the decline of the world cannot be stopped by a single person's compromise.

She couldn't help squinting her eyes, facing the dazzling sunlight, looking at the mighty Zhu Rong.

The gods created weapons and placed them in a splendid place, which made people yearn for it.Even children of a few years old have dreamed of being a general who made contributions.

She murmured: "Do you still remember, the four of us played house wine with wooden swords in the past?"

Bai Yunfeng said: "Of course I remember, but other children pretended to be parents, but we pretended to be leading soldiers to fight."

Si Yutong withdrew her gaze, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Yes, at that time, each of us gave ourselves a title."

Bai Yunfeng nodded and said, "I remember the title my elder brother gave himself is 'Heavenly Bai Yujing'"

Si Yutong smiled lightly and said, "And your title is 'Yanlan Yunxiu'."

Bai Yunfeng lowered his head and said with a smile: "At that time, I happened to be studying poetry and Fu, and I always wanted to be arty. By the way, I still remember that Yutong had the longest title, 'A hundred battles are a heroine'."

Bai Xiuchuan, who had been silent all this time, interjected: "Because I have lost to Sister Yutong many times, so I am called 'Not Dangerous'."

Looking at the taciturn second son.

It's too inconspicuous, just like when I was a child, always lowering my head, looking at my brother's face at any time, although I always follow by my side, I always forget his existence.

Si Yutong comforted him and said, "You were the youngest at that time, if you compete now, you may not necessarily lose."

Bai Xiuchuan shook his head and said, "Now...I don't want to compare now."

Si Yutong asked in surprise, "Why?"

Bai Xiuchuan's shoulders flinched inadvertently, showing timidity: "Because it's not fun to pretend to be fighting. Fighting will lead to bloodshed and death."

Si Yutong was silent.

She naturally understands that real blood will never be as beautiful as peach blossoms, it is viscous and ugly, once it dries up, it will turn into a dark stain with a stench.

She is no longer the child who was eager to fight. She knows that glory and death have always been symbiotic.

Bai Xiuchuan misunderstood her silence as disappointment, and lowered his head: "I'm too useless, brother, don't worry about me."

Si Yutong patted him on the shoulder: "No, you are quite right. It's just that if you don't want to fight, why do you still want to practice martial arts and read military books?"

Bai Xiuchuan finally raised his head to look at him, and said word by word: "I don't understand either."

Si Yutong was even more surprised, never expecting that he would frankly admit his ignorance in front of the prince.

Bai Xiuchuan continued: "So I want to find Master, and Master will definitely be able to answer my questions."

Bai Yunfeng sighed, and looked at his younger brother: "Xiuchuan, I have persuaded you many times. Master has not heard from him. Maybe he has forgotten about us. Maybe... In short, you should stop thinking about him."

Bai Xiuchuan didn't affirm or deny it, but just cast his gaze down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain is Jiangyu City. The sound of the Spring Festival is overwhelmed by the sound of the waterfall, and only the bustling scene of crowds comes into view, like a slowly unfolding picture scroll.

The rugged road stretches from the painting to the outside, and finally merges into the mountains.

On the opposite side of the mountains is the boundless China, the vast rivers and lakes.

The rivers and lakes were once a paradise under the blessing of the gods, but now they have turned into a wasteland of decay.

Brother Bai was born in an official family, but it is an act of rebellion to think about people in the world, so the two have always avoided bringing up the topic of their master Shen Zhaoyun, and even if they did, they dared not say much.

However, Si Yutong had already heard about the reason why Bai Xiuchuan was looking for Shen Zhaoyun from Di Dongqing.She had been waiting, waiting for an opportunity to open her heart to the two brothers.

Now, the time has come.

She asked: "Yunfeng, Xiuchuan, what do you think of the military ban?"

Bai Yunfeng was the first to show surprise, and secretly grabbed his brother's sleeve with one hand.

His actions did not hide from Si Yutong's eyes, and the latter said to him: "Don't worry, you can just say what you think in your heart, the eldest brother is not an outsider, so he won't blame you."

Bai Yunfeng was still frowning, but Bai Xiuchuan gently shook off his brother's hand, raised his head, and said word by word: "The military ban is wrong."

Si Yutong asked, "Where is the mistake?"

Bai Xiuchuan said: "I can't explain the truth, I only know that people like Master Shen have nowhere to stand in the world, it must be wrong."

She didn't comment, but turned to the other person and asked, "What does Yunfeng think?"

Bai Yunfeng frowned, finally met his elder brother's gaze, and said, "I think so too."

Si Yutong nodded, and said: "We agree, but I have traveled longer in the Yu Kingdom and seen more things than you. Along the way, I gradually understand that the ban on martial arts cannot be exchanged for stability. Because disputes never stop, where there is righteousness, there is evil, and where there is good, there is evil. When you put down your weapon, someone will pick it up. Therefore, the ban on weapons will not only bring peace, but will only make Yu State overthrow faster. There are Chao Gang Chaos and the rampant Demon Cult outside are all the evil fruits of these nine years."

The two stared at her, listening to her words devoutly.

Although she is a girl, but with her identity as the emperor's brother, she has straight shoulders and speaks every word with force.

Her power does not come from the identity of the emperor's brother, her identity is false, but her understanding is true.

Only when the phoenix is ​​nirvana can it be reborn.

Looking at Zhu Rongshen's mighty and majestic body, she slowly revealed the answer she had obtained in exchange for these years of painful dormancy.

"The gods are silent, the heaven and the earth are not benevolent, but they put weapons into the hands of the people. This is because it makes people forget the days when they were saved by the blessings of the heavens and the earth and the gods, and really stand up and rely on their own hands to guard their own territory. "

She slowly shifted her gaze to the two of them, and asked, "Yunfeng, Xiuchuan, would you like to go with me?"