That night, the guy of the military weapon was taken by Wang Jiu to the painting of the Mingyue Building by the Qinhuai River.

Mingyue Building is definitely one of the two high -end at Ying Tianfu Qinhuai River. If you go in, there are no hundred or two silver, which is absolutely impossible to come out. And ordinary people in the Mingqi dynasty, one year's cost is two silver.

Wang Jiu doesn't have much concept of money.

From childhood to large, before the New Year each year, there will be different people who will get hundreds of silver tickets, asking his mother or him to sign painting, and then leave the silver ticket of the "Damingbao money".

Wang Jiu spends very little, and there are surplus every year.

Wang Jiu knows that this is the arrangement made by his father Wang Bo. Since he has entered Jinyiwei, although he has not seen his father, he can gradually understand that his father loves them very much, and his father has a very much to him.

A complete arrangement; as if at a node, there will be a thing he is unknown to wait for him ... It is precisely because of love that his father ended himself in a tragic form!

The guys of the Military Division were all turned over by Wang Jiu. More than a dozen big men were lying on the table or lying under the table ... The daughter of more than 30 altars in the hall was empty.

At this time, Wang Jiufang knew that his alcohol volume was so scary, but Wang Jiu knew that this was all the power of his own "Taoist Taoism".

Outside ...

Wang Jiu called the old man of Mingyuelou and ordered her to find a few people and lifted these big men to the guest room to rest. He wanted the old man to take good care of these people, and he planned to check out home. Wang Jiu took out the silver ticket and wanted to pay

Money, but the old man who still exists and said with a deep meaning: "Wang Gongzi, you don’t need to pay."

Wang Jiu was stunned.

That old laughed: "Anyway, you give money, I dare not accept it. You will know in the future." ...

Anyway, Wang Jiu wants to pay, and the old man is unwilling to accept it, and the old man is saying. This Mingqi dynasty's world Mingyue Building, a total of thirty -sixth, no one dares to collect his money ...

Wang Jiu had a suspicion of his stomach and returned home. He was too lazy to think so much, but he went to sleep without mentioning it.

Three days later, Wang Jiu was shaking at the door of the military affairs department. There was a unkempt man from the military weapon.

Go immediately.

When I arrived at the Department of Military Division, I saw the named blacksmith named Laojin, and Ham Hammer was "Ding Ding Dang Dang" ... In fact, he was more than 20 years old, but he was next to the stove.

At least thirty years old in real age. Lao Jin Zheng saw Wang Jiu, his mouth was grinned, revealing white teeth, and his mouth worked on the side, but in a sword -shaped mold under his hand, the transparent body was about two and a half feet.

The slender and short blade ...

Wang Jiu Ming, this is the imitation Tang Hengdao he wants to build!

Wang Jiu took off his shirt, exposed the bronze linear muscles, and planned to help himself.

Lao Jin laughed. Seeing that Wang Jiu stepped forward, he didn't say a word, holding a short blade in his hand, and a scheduled in Wang Jiuqian's chest.

The instant "Zizi" sounds.

This is a blood -hearted blood!

The old golden hand held the iron tong, clamped the short blade, Wang Jiu waved a hammer, and knocked "Ding Ding Dang Dang Dang" ...

Wang Jiu knows that this drop of blood is indeed necessary to build a weapon. But this creation of a weapon is the old golden family. Look at the old Jin Fang and more than 20 years old.

In the army, he was transferred to the military division by Jin Yiwei. If there is no good ability, you will definitely not turn this old gold.

Three times and four times, when the Lao Jin pushed the short blade into the waterlogging again, the old gold looked at it again and again, and said, "It's done!"

, The box on the box, holding it with both hands to Wang Jiu.

Wang Jiu was happy, wore his clothes, walked away, and shouted straight: "Tonight by the Qinhuai River ..."

When the male animals listened, the sound of the iron was even more loud ... Who didn't want to end early?

When Wang Jiu returned to the military department, he found a place to avoid static to open the box, and found that there were two short blades of black ballad in the inside.

A half of the short sword, and the other is the short -propy -version of the short sword, which should be created for the trial version of Lao Jin. I feel satisfied, and it is created according to its own drawings.

The psor handles, the sheath of the scabbard has been equipped, but it is placed on the side of the two short blades. You need to assemble it yourself.

Wang Jiu picked up the two -and -half short swords, a finger played, "buzzing" was endless, elastic, and good toughness. It was definitely a good sword!

Wang Jiu suddenly discovered that this was only the upper layer of the box; opened the next layer, and the light and light of the layer of instantly blind Wang Jiu's eyes: this layer is densely inserted in a row, and the columns are thin as a piece of paper.

The sizes are like a stainless steel fingering blade ... Wang Jiu glanced at: There are nearly a hundred!

He clamped one with his slender fingers, and the finger blade of thin as thin as a piece of paper was turned on his fingertips, turning like an elf, round, and extremely hand -in -hand ...

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Wang Jiu is inexplicable!

These seemingly vulgar guys, do n’t know one of the big characters, are unspeakable, they do n’t have too much hope to create this imitation Tang Hengdao and finger blade. But they never thought that these men have completely exceeded their expectations.

That night, Wang Jiu invited the man headed by the old gold as a man to the Mingyue Building by the Qinhuai River.

Wang Jiu didn't say thanks.

Wang Jiu feels that you don't need to thank these guys. Everyone drinks.

That night, Wang Jiu put these guys over.

This Mingyue Building is still unwilling to collect money.

Wang Jiu held the wine glass in his hand, stood by the Qinhuai River, and asked the old man: "If I eat and live here every day, you are not losing to death."

The old laughable laughed: "If you are willing to drunk dreams in this gentle town, then you will follow you. But your consumption in Mingyue Building has a quota every year."

Wang Jiu stretched his tongue and asked, "How much year?"

"Two thousand two. You have already used nearly half of it," the old man stretched out two fingers, but licked his tongue on the blood -red lips, and laughed extremely charm, "If you are willing to accompany you tonight,

, Your quota this year has been used up. The old lady has never opened up for many years ... "

Her words were not over, Wang Jiu was startled, and flashed open and said: "Chatting with you is coupled? If you count it, I'm not a big loss?"

Lao Nao was speechless and laughed at: how can you collect money alone!

Just as the two were chatting, suddenly Wang Jiuluo felt something, and later a middle -aged woman.

I was so scared that the old man quickly turned and walked through Wanfu Dao: "Flowers everyone." Said the woman's way of saying that Wang Jiuchong's in the country: "This is the son of King Wang Jiu."

Wang Jiu Gan's hand saluted.

Then everyone looked up at Wang Jiu, nodded.

Wang Jiu also looked at her. This flower seemed to be more than thirty years old, but she looked desolate in the eyes, and she was like a hundred -year -old. It was very contradictory.

For a moment, everyone laughed at everyone: "The prince, you can be free tomorrow, three cups of the grade on my house? Our house will be in Qixia Mountain Peach Blossom."

Straight bounce towards Wang Jiu.

Wang Jiu's long fingers clipped, and then the post was on his hand.
Chapter completed!