Chapter 445: A good knife

Chen Ao's request was not satisfied by Hirata's letter alone, but it was not satisfied. Therefore, he immediately wrote a letter, asking a accompanying warrior to rush back to Fusang day and night to report the matter to the Yuan Lai family.

The Yuan Lai family is at its peak in Japan. After striking Kanto and attacking several rebellions, the emperor relied on him. Now the Yuan Lai family's legitimate son is in prison, which is of course an important matter. Fortunately, there is still room for recovery at the moment. At this point, it is useless to blame others. No matter how much you complain, you can still swim over to settle the score with Chen Ao? Whoever calculates who is still not sure!

Since it is necessary to have a sword and a knife maker, it is easy to talk to. Even if the Yuan Lai family refuses, the emperor must nod. This is an attitude, and it is necessary to show reliance on the Yuan Lai family. Although the skill of making knives is of great importance to the Japanese, it involves politics when it comes to the Yuan Lai family. Compared with politics, the skill of making knives seems insignificant.

The Yuan Lai family had not yet made a statement. The emperor was impatient and immediately sent someone to take knives and twenty knife makers on a sea boat to negotiate with the Song Dynasty, hoping to redeem Yuan Lai as soon as possible. With the attention of Japan, this round and round was certainly not comparable to ordinary maritime merchants. In just over two months, people came.

When Hirata Xin saw the man and the knife, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to delay and immediately came to Honglu Temple to negotiate, but Lord Shen was not there. Hirata Xin was anxious. He had been to the Jingzhao Prefecture Prison and visited the prison. Mr. Yuan Lai had been beaten to death for a long time. If he was delayed, he might not even be able to save his life. So he borrowed a name and left Jingzhao Prefecture again to find someone in the martial arts school. He had been paying attention to the matter of Master Shen preparing for the martial arts school, and he thought that he should be there, but he was idle again. He said that Lord Shen had just left and returned to Honglu Temple.

After tossing back and forth, he finally saw the main owner. A few tears flashed in Hirata Nobu's excited eyes: "Mr. Shen..."

Chen Ao held him and said, "What's going on? Even though you and I have been together again after a long separation, Brother Hirata doesn't have to cry."

Hirata Nobu said awkwardly: "Sir, the gen and the knife have been brought."

Chen Ao was full of interest and said, "Where is it? Call in."

Hirata Nobu immediately went out to call people. As expected, twenty Japanese people came in with their own sword boxes. Chen Ao looked at them and said with a smile: "Are they sword maker?"

"Where can you dare to deceive Lord Meng?"

Chen Ao ignored him, looked at the twenty Japanese people and murmured: "Friendship is friendship, business is business, we must first prove their identity. Come on, take these Japanese people to a blacksmith shop to try it out, and they don't have to make a knife immediately. Just check whether their skills are skillful. After confirming their identity, they will immediately repay. Also, these people are smelly, and they are international friends at least. We cannot treat guests like this. When we come back, we buy two clothes and silk, and then arrange a table of wine and food, treat them to eat and drink, and have enough food. I will communicate with them slowly."

After Chen Ao finished explaining to the knife maker, someone had already led these Japanese who were speechless away.

Chen Ao sat on the chair, took a sip of tea, stood up and checked the fifty-box knife magazine piled on the table. He opened a box, held out the knife, and pulled the knife out of the sheath with the handle. Suddenly, the blade buzzed, just like a dragon's roar.

Chen Ao called out a good word with a sensation and said to Hirata Nobuki: "You Japanese don't have any other skills, but this is a good knives. It's good, good."

After swearing for a few words, Hirata Shin's mood did not improve at all. He said carefully: "Sir, can Mr. Yuan Lai let go?"

Chen Ao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I, Chen Ao, have always been based on integrity, and can you deceive you into being a Japanese envoy? Let's wait, I've asked someone to bring you. Come on, Brother Hirata, let's sit down and have tea first."

Hirata Nobu was lying down in fear. He had not slept for the past two months. Seeing that things were going to happen, he finally let go of half his heart and said with a smile: "I will feel at ease with my words from my master. During these days, Mr. Lai Yuan asked Lord Shen to take care of him, and I am grateful."

Chen Ao waved his hand and said, "I don't have to thank me anymore. There are many people taking care of him. From Jingzhao Mansion to our Honglu Temple, Lord Yang, for that matter, for the sake of that kind of purity, some Jingzhao Mansion staff worked day and night, afraid of being slow to treat him. So if you want to thank you, you should thank them. I don't value money. But to be honest, I don't know whether these unknown heroes love money. They are all families and their lives are not rich. Oh... Forget it, don't talk about this, don't talk about this..."

After hearing this, Shinin Hirata knew that he could not make any mistakes at this time, otherwise all his previous efforts would be vague. He immediately said, "Mr. Shen reminded me of this sentence, and I will definitely repay them well." He thought about it, took out a stack of money that had been prepared, took out the last fortune and put it on several cases, and said, "Please pass this money to those friends, and there will be rewards in the future."

Chen Ao nodded lightly and said, "Okay, then I'll thank them on their behalf."

There was chatting all over the place, and Yang Lin finally brought the person there. Yuan Lai Qing really saw a bit like the young master of the aristocratic family. Although he had changed into a new dress, his whole body was swollen, and his body emitted a unique stench. Abscesses appeared on the back of his hands, his eyes were dull, and he looked at Chen Ao with a gray look, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed with conditioning reflex: "The sinner has seen an adult, and he has seen an adult." Although his Chinese words were stiff, this sentence had a round smell of Bian Jing. I think I had practiced a lot in prison.

Chen Aoxu raised his hand: "Forget it, get up, look at you, but when you arrive in Bianjing, you are also causing trouble. You are here to learn skills, but in the end, you have reached this point. What have you done? So, I won't talk about you, please go back with this envoy of the Hirata Kingdom. By the way, you will have to leave Bianjing within three days, otherwise it will be another crime. Do you understand?"

It was not until three days that the Yuan Laiqing was about to say that it was only three days, and he was unwilling to stay at Bianjing for an hour, and he still kowtowed like a mechanical one: "I understand, understand, the sinner knows the mistake, and the sinner knows the mistake."

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This matter was solved. The Japanese people happily returned to his Fusang, and Chen Ao got craftsmen and Japanese swords. These knives were very good at craftsmen. They asked them to try out a knife, which was no different from the sharp swords sent. Chen Ao communicated with them. It was easy to find a Japanese translation in Honglu Temple. Chen Ao sat high on the seat, looking at the twenty craftsmen with their eyes dodging, and first encouraged them, saying that it was very hard to travel thousands of miles to the ocean.

The Japanese craftsmen just lowered their heads and did not dare to show off. Fusang is a society with strict hierarchy. Although the status of craftsmen is not too low, in their opinion, this great master of the Song Dynasty is already like a great god Amaterasu, so naturally he can only listen to the reprimand.

Chen Ao continued, "You will stay in my Song Dynasty in the future and make knives for me. Don't worry, I will take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation. I will have money to spend every month and a lot of money." Chen Ao pinched his thumb and index finger, and his attitude was kind.

After hearing Chen Ao's words, the swordsmen were also excited. The prosperity of Bianjing was beyond their imagination. They refused to return to the island where birds could not lay eggs! They bowed and hung their heads, and kept thrilling.

"Okay, you stay here first. I will arrange a workshop for you in a while. You just need to do things. In addition, in order to show my respect for you, I plan to send 60 apprentices for you to send you, and leave them with the chores of burning fire and other chores. Don't be polite."

The knife craftsmen were even more excited. Unexpectedly, they came to Bianjing and were so popular among the Song people. They asked for translation and message, saying that they were full of confidence and were willing to serve Lord Shen. From then on, they would be Lord Shen's retainers and would definitely make good swords for Lord Shen.

Finally, of course, there is a discussion on making knives. The Japanese swords were basically imitated based on the Tang sword's standards. Chen Ao combined some experiences from later generations, combined the Japanese swords of this era with Tang swords, and carried out some improvements and designs, and then named these swords, called the Ru sword.

Anyway, Chen Ao has no pressure on the world to copy swords and swords. The Japanese who copied the Tang people themselves did not have much pressure on them. On this basis, if you make some innovations, if you really want to sue, this intellectual property right should be Chen Ao.

After continuing to explain, Chen Ao ignored it; after sending the Japanese away, he called Yang Lin and whispered: "Have all those apprentices recruited?"

Yang Lin said: "Sir, everything has been done. They are young and strong, have a flexible mind, and learn things very quickly."

Chen Ao held Yang Lin's shoulder and said, "Tell them to follow and learn well. If you learn well, I will support them twenty cents a month in the future."

Yang Lin smiled and said, "Don't worry, the emperor will surely make no mistakes in what he ordered."

In addition to the Confucian sword, Chen Ao also booked a lot of firearms on the Ministry of War. The technology of the Song Dynasty was already the top in this era. For example, the prototypes of guns, pear blossom guns, and cannons have begun to be used, and there are even a small amount of equipment. Chen Ao wanted these firearms, of course, for teaching purposes, but the Ministry of War was shocked. It would be fine if Chen Lengzi opened a school well, but even such a big killer weapon was needed? He was a little reluctant. He said that it was difficult to store. If one was improper, it might cause a disaster. It was just that you could use it, but you could not bring it to store it.

Chen Ao grinded for a while and finally brought some back.

Seeing that September 15th was coming, the coaches came to deal with this Shangguan first. The people chosen by Chen Ao were not randomly circling with the roster, and the requirements were very strict. First of all, they had to have experience in fighting the Xixia and Khitans. They had not gone through seven or eight battles and were not even bothered to watch them.

Secondly, they are not successful. If the unsuccessful people say it is easy to use. If someone is doing well and you click them, they will definitely feel uncomfortable. It would be nice not to make trouble with you. How can they serve you and teach here peacefully? People who are not successful will be different because they are doing poorly, their colleagues are excluded, and their bosses are disdainful. They will not see their future for a while and will gradually become discouraged. At this time, Chen Ao gives them a chance, so how can they let it go? It is certain to be devoted to it.

The last point is to have some theoretical basis, that is, you need to have some culture. You are just a character who will charge forward when you are in a hot mind. Such people will come to teach and get out of the way.

So I carefully selected only about 30 people, most of whom were unknown, but one person was famous, named Han Shizhong, who made a lot of contributions in the battle between Xixia and Fang La. Unfortunately, his background was not good, and his official promotion was not fast, and he was quite depressed and unsuccessful. Now that he was invited, he had a little intention of coming to the finale.

Chen Ao met them, and these military officers met Chen Ao, each of them was extremely respectful. This is not because Chen Ao had the aura of a turtle. In this era, Chen Ao was a civil servant, and they were military officers. It was normal for military officers to be shorter in front of civil servants. In addition, Chen Ao was in a strong limelight, who dared to show off his power in front of him?

Chen Ao only said a few words to them indifferently, urging them to do things well, and waved his hand to ask them to standby. At this time, he still had to show some majesty. Chen Ao knew in his heart that the Qiu Ba he was facing were all old fried dough sticks crawling out of the sea of ​​blood. If you show a little weakness, it will become a problem if you can't suppress it at that time.

Early in the morning of the fifteenth day, the school was decorated with flags and flags. Chen Ao took the lead in convening the academic officers, doctors, coaches, Xu and others in Xuanwu Hall. He looked at them with a serious face, took a sip of tea slowly, and sat down with a dangerous face.

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Chapter completed!