kingnovel Chapter 1053: The Man Comes Riding on a Bamboo Horse (42)
Chapter 1053: The Man Comes Riding on a Bamboo Horse (42)
"How can you say I'm bad!" Yuan Xu said dissatisfiedly, "He is just an ordinary craftsman's son. According to his original background, he could never become an official. Now he has a ninth-rank official position, he should be content."
Yuan Xu did not rely on the power of the Yuan family to get this official position for Xiao Jianlu, but obtained resources from his former students.
He plans to save the Yuan family's resources for his grandchildren in the future.
After teaching archery for a few days, Qiu Yang felt really bored and planned to take a two-day break.
When Xiao Jianlu heard that his archery teacher was going on vacation, he finally felt relieved.
He was too tired during this period and fell asleep as soon as he returned to his room every day. Fortunately, his father-in-law said that they should wait until Yuan Zhaoyue turned 18 before arranging for them to consummate their marriage, otherwise he would really be powerless.
Qiu Yang didn't know what the other person was thinking. He just wanted to take a good stroll around Yanzhou City. He had been here for almost a month and hadn't been out on the street yet.
On the first day of his vacation, he took his servant to a restaurant for a meal and was about to return to Yuan's house.
The servant said, "Master, when I was checking out just now, I heard someone discussing weapons. It turns out that although Yanzhou City looks a bit remote, there's a very skilled weapon maker here. Why don't we go take a look? Maybe the master's dagger can be repaired!"
"Stop joking!" Qiu Yang didn't believe there were any skilled masters in Yanzhou. "Even the most famous swordsmith in the capital couldn't repair my dagger. How could anyone here be able to do that?"
The servant had a different opinion: "Maybe he's a hermit! Anyway, let's go and take a look. As long as we don't pay, we won't be cheated."
Qiu Yang thought about it and agreed. It was a rainy day and the older kids had nothing to do anyway, so he agreed to his servant's suggestion.
Arriving at the door of the blacksmith shop, Qiu Yang couldn't help but frown when he saw the word "Xue" hanging on the door. "Tsk tsk! I said there wouldn't be any masters here! Look at this surname, it's really unlucky!"
The servant had been with Qiu Yang for many years, so he naturally knew about the discord between Qiu Yang and the youngest son of the Xue family.
As a bystander, he felt that his master had been a little too much. Just because he didn't get the custody of his child, he kept thinking about it and hated everyone with the surname Xue equally.
"Master, since you're here, why not go in and take a look?" the servant advised with a wry smile. "Maybe there really is someone who can repair your dagger!"
Qiu Yang was a soft-hearted person. He glanced at his servant and thought that this man was extremely annoying, but he was loyal to him after all, so he walked in without saying anything.
The blacksmith shop had just opened not long ago. Xue Yao was still sleeping at home, so Xue Yuan was the only one in the shop.
Hearing the footsteps, Xue Yuan looked up at the person coming and found that it was a stranger he had never seen before. His first feeling was that this person was probably here to ask his father Xue Yao to order a weapon, and it was a long weapon.
In fact, Xue Yuan was right to think so.
Qiu Yang was a burly man with very long arms. When he entered the room, his hands hung at his sides, almost reaching past his knees.
People with this body proportion are indeed suitable for using long weapons.
"Sir, hello!" Xue Yuan put down the blueprint in his hand and went to meet him. "How do you want custom weapons? I'm only good at making short weapons like daggers, and my father is good at making long weapons. Which one would you like?"
"Like! Really like!" Qiu Yang was stunned almost instantly after seeing Xue Yuan. This man looked so much like his old friend—eh! Except for the black spot, everything else was almost cast from the same mold.
Looking at Xue Yuan and remembering the word "Xue" hanging outside, Qiu Yang made a bold guess and turned to look at the servant beside him.
As expected, the servant didn't dare to meet his eyes and turned his head away.
Seeing the other party's performance, Qiu Yang still had something to understand, so he asked directly: "Is your father's name Xue Yao?"
"So the customer knows my father!" Xue Yuan said, his expression suddenly enlightened. "Then I'll have to trouble you to wait a moment. My father usually doesn't come to the shop until after noon."
Hearing this answer, Qiu Yang felt like the veins on his forehead were about to burst, but he still tried to suppress his temper and asked gently, "So, at this time every day, are you the only one in the shop? Life must be hard!"
"Not bad!" Xue Yuan didn't know what the man meant, but he still said seriously, "My father said that there are three kinds of hardship in the world: rowing a boat, forging iron, and selling tofu. As blacksmiths, we should endure hardships."
"Listen to his nonsense!" Qiu Yang advised with some heartache, "My child! You still have to listen to me about whether you can endure hardship or not. As long as you are willing to endure hardship, there will be endless hardship. How old are you? There is still a long way to go in the future!
Do you really want to be a blacksmith for your whole life? Listen to me, I..."
"How about I listen to you?" Xue Yao's voice suddenly rang out. "Listen to you and go back to the capital? My child is a fool. If he goes back, he will be gnawed to pieces."