Longevity Begins with the Master of Weapon Refining

The knock came from the back door.

After Gu Qing opened the door, a young man in plain clothes and covered in dust walked in.

"Awei?"

"There is news."

This man was originally a beggar. Gu Qing was familiar with him and naturally had been deeply involved in it. Now that he had escaped from the quagmire, he had not forgotten this special group.

He accepted almost all the beggars in Qishan County and became his eyes to observe the outside world.

In troubled times, the news of refugees was the most real and fast.

There was almost no difference between beggars and those disaster victims. It was easy to get the desired information. The reason why they were able to avoid the disaster of breaking the city was because of Awei's communication.

"Brother Qing, the government is going to increase taxes again this year. Once the news came out, many farmers suffered a lot. They could not pay the land tax and could only work as men to pay the tax. The county lieutenant arrested many people."

"They all went to the mine."

"Have you counted how many people there are?"

Gu Qing frowned. He had eyes at several important places in Qishan County. It was not surprising that he got the news first.

"One hundred and twenty."

"So many? What about Fengming Mansion?"

"Same as usual, just normal notices to suppress bandits."

Gu Qing's eyes turned, and he knew what was going on.

This matter was probably the idea of ​​the county lieutenant himself. He and the county magistrate were in the same boat, using taxation as an excuse to get more cheap labor, just to get more profits.

And the smelting department has recruited new blacksmiths.

Isn't this connected?

"Got it, let the brothers keep watching, and notify me if there is any movement."

"Okay, brother Qing, that..."

Awei smiled, rubbed his fingers awkwardly, and explained with a blushing face.

"The price of food has been rising, and the brothers have been living very tight recently."

"I understand, wait..."

Gu Qing glanced at Awei again, and they understood tacitly.

When he came out of the inner room, he had an extra bundle in his hand, which contained twenty taels of silver. Privately selling weapons is a highly profitable industry, and Gu Qing is the main maker.

He still has a few hundred taels of silver in his hand, so it's not a problem to support a group of beggars.

However, when a poor person suddenly becomes rich, he will not recognize his own status and ability. Awei must be on guard. He has seen too many ungrateful people in these years of wandering.

After he left, Gu Qing quickly went out and rushed to the military camp.

On the route of smuggling weapons, he ate less, and the bulk of the money went to the county lieutenant and the county magistrate. A few thousand taels could not satisfy their appetite.

In this case, we have to see if there is a problem.

It just so happened that he was still worrying about how to get in touch with the Zhao family, and this opportunity came.

A quarter of an hour later, he rushed to the military camp.

The soldiers passing by still affectionately called him Master Gu, which was no different from usual, but when he arrived at the smelting room, there were many more people in the originally deserted place.

The short-coated coolies carried boxes of materials in and out.

The sound of forging hammers knocking came one after another inside.

When he entered the inside, he immediately saw the warehouse manager Lao Song standing next to someone with his head down, nodding and saying something.

That person was the county lieutenant, Song Long.

Wearing leather armor with a tasseled sword on his waist, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a square and honest face, he looks very reliable.

"Hey, Brother Gu is here."

Seeing Gu Qing, Song Long hurried over, put his arm around his shoulders and pointed at the several strong men in front of the iron felt.

"The military craftsman from Fengming Mansion is proficient in the art of forging armor, and the forging technology of the heart mirror is even more unique, which complements my brother's art of forging swords and weapons."

"With your help, there is no need to worry about not being able to accomplish great things."

Seeing this, Gu Qing said angrily.

"Brother Song, are you going to regret what you said at the beginning?"

"Why do you say that, brother?"

Seeing Gu Qing's anger, Song Long was not angry, and still explained with a smile.

"The demand for military equipment in Fengming Prefecture is getting bigger and bigger. Brother, you should work hard and do your duty, otherwise the commander-in-chief will not be able to protect you."

"You!"

"Hmph."

Gu Qing walked away with his sleeves swung, not giving him any face. This situation was within his expectations. Those angry words were mostly performed. After all, he was only 20 years old and had a relationship with the commander of Fengming Army.

It's normal to have a temper.

After Gu Qing left, the atmosphere in the smelting room became much quieter, and the warehouse manager Lao Song lowered his head and said.

"Sir, that Gu Qing is a little ungrateful, do you want to get rid of him?"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Without outsiders, Song Long's face became much colder.

"Gu Qing is just an ordinary person who is greedy for money. With these military craftsmen, he will get much less silver. Why don't you allow him to have emotions?"

"But he offended you and didn't give you face..."

"Hehe, he is not that simple."

Song Long was silent. Just now, he saw that Gu Qing was full of energy and blood, with a ruddy and shiny face. He was full of energy. As expected, he has broken through the second realm of martial arts, moving blood!

At this age, it is expected that he will break through the third realm in ten years - internal energy!

By then, his strength will be on par with Commander Fengming, and he will be promoted and appreciated. He is much more valuable than a warrior trapped in the moving blood realm.

"Gu Qing's share remains the same."

"Yes!"

Everyone had no objection.

The sight returned to Gu Qing. After leaving the military camp, he returned home and did not go out again. After dark and the moonlight began to appear, he put on a robe.

He quietly came to the door of Zhao's house.

A blacksmith must be strong himself. The breakthrough in the martial arts realm, not to say that Qishan County is invincible, but his own safety has been basically guaranteed.

Except that Song Long is a long-term blood-moving warrior, which is a little threatening to him, the rest are very ordinary.

Pretend to turn against each other, and use this to establish a relationship with the Zhao Mansion.

Song Long will come to negotiate with him. After all, the value of the hundred-forged swords is more than ten times that of ordinary weapons. Maybe it is a means for him to please the big shots of Fengming Mansion.

It is impossible to give up Gu Qing, the money tree.

Those words are just a test. It is normal to treat this as a business. There is a give and take.

And the Zhao Mansion is just a local rich man, and its power is far less than that of Fengming Mansion.

In normal competition, Gu Qing will never turn to the Zhao family.

Unfortunately, their local specialties are exactly what Gu Qing needs. With his ability, cooperation between the two sides is the embodiment of maximizing benefits.

After all, working for the government should be restrained.

As the doorman opened the door, after a few words, he hurried in to report. Not long after, Gu Qing met the person he wanted to see in the hall.

The head of the Zhao family, Zhao Huaiyi.

"Master Zhao."

"Master Gu, I don't know why you came to visit me so late at night?"

Zhao Huaiyi was fifty-two years old, with a thin figure, wearing a goose down cloak, a goatee, and bright eyes.

"Hehe, Master Zhao should know my ability. I wonder if you are interested in swords and armor?"

Hearing this, Zhao Huaiyi was stunned for a moment and spoke very strictly.

"Master Gu, you are joking. Swords and armor are fine, but armor is something that the court strictly prohibits private casting. How dare my Zhao family violate the emperor's order."