Bian Jing, Jiying Hall.

Song Shenzong looked at the memorial intently, holding a pen in his hand, and occasionally stained with cinnabar, writing on the memorial.

"I've seen the official family."

At this moment, the eunuch Shao Jiu quickly stepped in, holding a knife in his hand, and a small eunuch behind him, holding a bow.

"Shao Jiu, what's the matter?" Song Shenzong didn't raise his head, looked at the memorial in his hand, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

"Report to the news of the official family, Wu Ji." Shao Jiu followed Song Shenzong for many years and knew that Song Shenzong was a diligent emperor, diligent in political affairs, never wasted time, so he had to go straight to the point.

"Wu Ji?" Song Shenzong's head finally raised, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he asked curiously: "What's the news about Wu Ji? Is he making a big noise again?"

"Report to the official family, is the big deal that Wu Ji made this time? It's not small." Shao Jiuwei pondered and said, "He has made two things now, so please check it out."

As he said that, he put the knife in his hand in front of Song Shenzong, then took the bow from the little eunuch and placed it on the imperial desk.

"Is this what he is doing?" Song Shenzong's eyes flashed, and he swept over the knife and bow, his eyes fixed on the bow, and he reached out to pick it up: "This bow is very special, something interesting."

Song Shenzong worked hard and wanted to make the Song Dynasty stronger. He was very knowledgeable about one of the most important things in martial arts, bows and arrows. He could see at a glance that the bows made by Wu Ji were very different from the ones he used now, and he couldn't help but attract his attention.

Try to pull it, and your brows raised: "It's very special! It's very special!"

After trying it a few times, a strange color flashed across his face: "It seems to be more labor-saving and has a longer range. Its accuracy should not be bad. Oh, what kind of glue is used? It is not donkey glue, nor deer glue, nor horse glue."

Based on Song Shenzong's understanding of bows and arrows, he had never heard of animal glue such as donkey glue, deer glue, horse glue, etc., as for fish glue, and he couldn't do it without being curious.

Song Shenzong looked for a while, put down his bow, picked up the knife and looked at it. The knife was in the sheath, and there was no name for it. Song Shenzong drew his sword and unsheathed it, and the knife was only about an inch away. A brilliance flashed, like a bright star, striking eyes.

"Huh!"

Song Shenzong was surprised and stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, and his eyes were lit up, like a sharp sword, staring at the sword.

"What a knife!"

Although he had not drawn his sword and was also aware of it with the strength of Song Shenzong's eyes. This was a very good knife, and he couldn't help but admire him.

With another force, he pulled out his sword and heard a crisp "clang" sound, and the sword of the sword was pulled out. The entire blade looked like a piece of bright crystal, shining, bright and dazzling.

"Okay! OK! OK!"

Song Shenzong shouted loudly, with a look of surprise on his face, and even more joyful. His eyes were wide open. He looked at the blade carefully for a while, and his wrists fluttered, and a beautiful knife flower flashed.

"Come on a knife!"

Song Shenzong walked out with the sword of the caps and was very excited and said, "I want to give it a try!"

Shao Jiu responded quickly and trotted to get the Mazada knife. Song Shenzong held the hilt tightly and slashed it hard. A dazzling horse trainer appeared, as bright as the stars at night, and his eyes could not help but narrow.

"Okay! This knife is very comfortable to use! It's easy to chop!" Song Shenzong couldn't help but feel excited.

After slashing a few times, Song Shenzong's spirit increased several points: "I have used a lot of swords, but no one can be as easy as this. If it is sharp, it is a treasure sword!"

At this moment, Shao Jiu turned around and took a few Mazaku. He knew that Song Shenzong was going to test whether the sword was sharp, so he specially picked a few of the best Mazaku, one by one.

"Hold it!" Song Shen raised his eyebrows and ordered loudly.

Without his orders, Shao Jiu knew what to do. He pulled out a slaughter knife, held it tightly in his hand, with the blade facing up, and his face was solemn, staring at the sword of the Killer in Song Shenzong's hand.

"kill!"

A cold shout broke out from Song Shenzong's mouth, like thunder, shaking his eardrums, and the sword in his hand slashed down fiercely.

"Call!"

Amid the crisp metal impact, there was no suspense, the Maza knife broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Song Shenzong's expression did not change at all. He took half of the hemp knife and looked at it. The section was as smooth as a mirror, without any roughness. He looked at the sword in his hand, without any damage.

"Good knife! Good knife! What a good knife!"

Song Shenzong finally had joy on his face. He picked up the memorial that followed and looked at it. He couldn't help but look up at the sky and laughed happily: "Haha! Haha!"

The laughter is extremely comfortable and joyful!

Shao Jiu followed him for many years and rarely saw Song Shenzong so happy. He couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "Why are you so happy in the official family?"

"Shao Jiu, is this knife sharp enough? It's sharp, just need my order, and the skilled craftsmen can still make some. I am happy that this knife can be made in large quantities and can be equipped with this knife for each long line." Song Shenzong became more and more excited and his tone became higher and higher: "Shao Jiu, think about it, if the army uses this knife in large quantities and fights with Liao Gou, what would it be? Liao Gou's scimitar will definitely not be able to withstand it, and it will be broken, and it will be unarmed. By then, Liao Gou will be in trouble, and it will be in great trouble!"

"Can it be made in large quantities?" Shao Jiu was very surprised.

"That's it!" Song Shenzong thrust his chest and raised his head, and was very excited: "No matter how good the knife is, it is useless if it cannot be made in large quantities. If a knife like this is a long line, and it will definitely suffer a great loss when it is rushed. Well, go ahead and take some Liao Gou's scimitars and let me chop them well!"

The Song Dynasty called soldiers a long journey.

Shao Jiu knew that Song Shenzong was so happy that he wanted to make up for his interest and ordered the little eunuch to get the scimitar of the Liao army and to get more.

The Song and Liao countries fought for hundreds of years. Although the Song Dynasty was at a disadvantage and was suppressing the Liao Kingdom, there were many Liao army scimitars. After a while, the little eunuch brought back several times.

"Bring it!" Song Shenzong picked up a scimitar, drew his sword out of the sheath, looked at it, and was very satisfied and threw it to Shao Jiu.

Song Shenzong personally inspected and picked six scimitars that he was satisfied with. They were extremely sharp. You could tell at a glance that they were very extraordinary.

"Get it!" Song Shenzong ordered, and Shao Jiu hurriedly held the scimitar, facing the blade up, and focused.

"Liao Dog!"

Suddenly, Song Shenzong roared, as if it was not the scimitar of the Liao army, but facing the thousands of troops of the Liao Kingdom, with a mighty and intimidating momentum. The sword in his hand was raised high and slashed hard, and a dazzling horse flashed.

As the sound of metal hitting sounded, half of the scimitar fell to the ground.

"Come again!" Song Shenzong didn't even look at the scimitar on the ground, holding the sword of the caps in his hand, and shouted for the order.

Shao Jiu threw away the scimitar in his hand, picked up another scimitar, raised his chest flat, and pointed the blade upwards.

"Liao Dog! Liao Dog!"

Song Shenzong paused every word, and his words contained endless hatred: "The Liao dogs bullied the Song Dynasty for hundreds of years, and today is also here!"

The sword in his hand slashed down fiercely, and a hint of pleasure appeared on his face, as if it was not a scimitar, but a slash on the Liao army, a slash on the Emperor of Liao.

After hundreds of years of the Song and Liao War, the Khitan suppressed the Song Dynasty, but the Song Dynasty had no strength to fight back. The Song Dynasty suffered all the hardships and had enough humiliation. I don’t know how much hatred and resentment accumulated. With the knife being slashed, it was all revealed. Song Shenzong felt his chest relaxed and he was extremely happy, and a smile appeared on his face.

However, Song Shenzong did not stop, but kept asking Shao Jiu to change his sword. When he was chopping the sixth knife, the sword in Song Shenzong raised high, but did not slash it immediately. Instead, he stared at the scimitar with endless hatred on his face and cursed word by word: "Yelu Hongji, you thief, can you have some success besides stealing chickens and dogs? How dare you steal my biggest secret!"

"Yelu Hongji, I want to kill you, the thief!"

Song Shenzong let out a shocking roar, and the sword in his hand slashed down fiercely, and the scimitar broke into two pieces.

Looking straight at the broken sword on the ground, Song Shenzong held the sword tightly, exerting too much force, his back of his hands turned a little blue, but he didn't move, his chest was swaying sharply, and his face changed in a volatile mood.

Shao Jiu seemed to know something, but did not speak, but examined the broken knife on the ground. Every time he checked, his face was full of surprise. When he finished examining, his face was already shocked: "Please calm down, the scimitar was broken very neatly."
Chapter completed!