The soldiers of the team were regretful and turned their hatred eyes to the dwarf. But the dwarf didn't understand and pointed at Yao and said, "It's him! I went out of the city to play, but I was kidnapped by them halfway, and they threw me into the river. You guys quickly arrested people and sent them to the palace to let the emperor go!"

"Shut up!" He was sent to the palace? All these people wished they could kick him one by one.

However, the Imperial Guard said again: "It should be sent to the palace. After all, he is a boy from Qianzhou. I heard that Qianzhou people are also waiting for news in the palace. You can go quickly."

The officer and soldier nodded, pulled the dwarf and left.

Wangchuan and Huang Quan worked together to help the Yao family, who had not yet come back to their senses, back to the county magistrate's mansion, and reminded the concierge: "No one can be put in, and the wife will not see the guests."

However, the imperial guards outside the gate realized that something seemed wrong, rushed to the palace and wanted to say something to Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng. Unfortunately, they were still one step late. When he arrived at the gate of the palace, the guard told him: "The Ninth Prince and the Lord of Ji'an have probably walked on Changyang Avenue now." Changyang Avenue is the road to Qiankun Palace. Except for princes, ministers, and relatives of the royal family, ordinary people cannot walk.

The Imperial Guard stomped his feet and simply sat outside the palace gate and waited for death.

At this moment, Feng Yuheng was pushing Xuan Tianming through Changyang Avenue and walking to the square in front of Qiankun Palace. From a distance, there were many people standing in Qiankun Palace, some familiar and some strange. Feng Yuheng also saw his father Feng Jinyuan.

Xuan Tianming shrugged: "The old man is so showing off his energy. He is here again. This is the news that we are going to return to Beijing. He is summoning all the ministers to wait for the test equipment."

Feng Yuheng stared at the strange silhouettes in the hall and pointed: "Is it a Qianzhou person?"

Xuan Tianming nodded, "It should be."

While talking, the two of them had arrived at the hall. Zhang Yuan had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw that the two of them arrived, he quickly stepped forward and bowed: "Your Highness, County Master, you are back. The emperor has been waiting for a long time. Come and go to the hall with the servants."

His voice was deliberately not light, enough for the people in the hall to hear it slightly. At this time, everyone in the hall turned their heads and looked at the door, and even Tianwu, who was originally sitting on the dragon throne, had his eyes wide open.

People's eyes were focused on the thing that Xuan Tianming was holding, and the things were covered with red cloth, so they could not tell what it was. But the purpose of their return to Beijing this time was well known, so it was not difficult to guess that the thing covered under the red cloth should be the first steel weapon made by Dashun.

General Pingnan was the most anxious and was the first to rush forward, his voice trembling a little: "It's done? It's really done?"

Feng Yuheng smiled and nodded at him, "The old general, it's done."

In one sentence, General Pingnan's tears almost fell. He tried his best to restrain his excitement and quickly gave way to them. Feng Yuheng pushed Xuan Tianming forward step by step, and finally stood on the hall, facing Tianwu.

She let go of the wheelchair, stepped forward two steps, knelt down and bowed: "My daughter-in-law kowtowed to her father, long live the father!"

The more Tianwu looked at this daughter-in-law, the more satisfied he felt. He was all determined to get up and help others himself. As a result, his son coughed and stopped his thoughts.

"Ah Heng! Keep calm." Tianwu felt that there was flattery in his voice?

Zhang Yuan walked back to him and whispered: "Master, be more reserved."

Tianwu gritted his teeth and twitched the corner of his mouth and replied in a low voice: "It's so reserved!" Then he said anxiously: "What, the steel is made?"

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Not only did I make steel, I also used the first piece of steel I made to create my first steel weapon." As he said that, he turned to look at Xuan Tianming.

After seeing Xuan Tianming raise the things in his hand high and attract the audience's eyes, Feng Yuheng stretched out his hand and lifted the red cloth open.

As the red cloth was unveiled, people took a breath of air conditioning together, and even Emperor Wu stood up from the dragon throne.

I saw the long sword held in Xuan Tianming's hand burst into a sturdy cold air, shining brightly, and the blade was illuminated by others. The clarity was almost equivalent to restoring the person.

They had seen such a weapon once, which was the one that Feng Yuheng used to cut off the Iron Spirit of Zong Sui on the first day of the Lunar New Year. But it belonged to Feng Yuheng himself. Even though she promised to use steelmaking for Dashun, it was still a matter of whether she could be refined.

Over the past six months, the government and the country have been worried about it, especially after learning that Feng Yuheng had gone to the camp, he was even more worried all day long. While anxious to hear the news about steelmaking, he was also afraid to hear the news about steelmaking.

People were afraid of failure, afraid that after half a year of hard work, they finally waited for the result of Dashun's failure to make steel. Today, Emperor Tianwu said that he would summon all the ministers to discuss matters, but this matter has been from noon to evening. It was obviously nothing, but he just refused to leave, and just talked to them about it. Smart people guessed that there must be something wrong here. However, they didn't expect that it was the Ninth Prince and Ji'an County who were the main ones who came back.

The new steel was just now, and the steel appliances were in hand. General Pingnan was the only one who could wear the weapon into the Qiankun Palace. He didn't have to wait any longer, so he pulled out the sword from his waist and rushed to the steel knife in Xuan Tianming's hand.

Feng Yuheng saw that the sword in his hand was Zhibao, which was given by the late emperor. He took it with him since the first day General Pingnan went to the battlefield and is still well preserved until today.

She was afraid that the sword was broken and she was about to stop her, but she saw Xuan Tianming shook her head slightly at her. So she turned around and said, "If the general's sword was broken, Ah Heng will use new steel to create another one for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, General Pingnan slashed the sword with a sword, and with a bang, the sword body collapsed into two pieces.

The hilt of the sword was still in his hand, and the gem at the tiger's mouth gradually faded, as if his life had passed away with the broken sword. General Pingnan looked at the sword in his hand that had been with him for decades, and suddenly burst into laughter. Then he looked at Feng Yuheng and said excitedly: "Girl, what happened just now is counting?"

Before she could answer, Tian Wu, who was standing in front of the dragon chaise, became anxious, "If you create a sword, give it to me first! Old man Pingnan, don't fight with me, okay?"

General Pingnan turned around and said without hesitation: "Girl promised me first!"

"Don't worry!" Tianwu's unreasonable spirit came up again, "Anyway, I have to give it to me."

Xuan Tianming was helpless, and an emperor was competing with his ministers for something, and the old man was embarrassed. He waved his hand and said, "One person and one hand, one hand, and we will send it together."

The two old guys nodded with satisfaction and said in unison: "This is almost the same."

They were talking and laughing to give their own benefits. The ministers who were stunned and surprised had not yet come to their senses. Everyone knows how important General Pingnan's sword was to him, not to mention that it was rewarded by the late emperor. Not to mention that it was the sword above, it was almost the same. But now, it was broken in a moment, and General Pingnan did not feel sorry for him at all.

People know that this is the charm of new steel and this is the pressure of new steel.

The ministers of Dashun all bowed and shouted: "Congratulations to the emperor for his new steel formation!"

The remaining three people did not kneel and were embarrassed to continue standing, so they knelt down and shouted: "Congratulations to Dashun for unifying the world."

Emperor Tianwu laughed for a while, and then said, "What's the time to unify the world? It's not the time."

Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead, what was he saying? It was unclear to tell others that one day I would unify the world, and you all wait for me.

Sure enough, the three of them looked bad. One of them stood up, and a powerful force burst out from him. He looked at Xuan Tianming and said, "I wonder if there is the honor of testing the instrument?"

Xuan Tianming put down the steel knife, looked at the man, and asked casually: "General Qianzhou?"

The man nodded, "He is Xing Haisheng, please give me advice from His Highness Nine!"

As soon as this was said, the Emperor Qianzhou who came with him angrily scolded: "Stop it! Dashun's new national treasure was born, and it is not something that we can afford to try in the small foreign countries! Besides, Your Highness Ninth has a serious leg disease, how can you give me advice?"

"Oh!" Tianwu waved his hand, "I, Dashun, have always regarded Fan Kingdom as my brother and have never looked down on you. Now Dashun has a new steel, so this general deserves to try it. As for Ming'er's legs... if you worry too much, even if he hits in a wheelchair, you can't beat him."

Feng Yuheng's lips twitched. The shamelessness of the two men was really the same. She didn't say much, but just pushed Xuan Tianming's wheelchair out of the hall, saying as she walked: "If you want to fight, come out and fight, it's spacious outside."

As soon as this invitation was issued, the Qianzhou general followed immediately, and even Dashun's people followed.

Emperor Tianwu was supported by Zhang Yuan and walked at the back, whispering to the eunuch beside him who had been in charge of arguing with him for many years: "Can Lao Jiu catch the bull I blew, right?"

Zhang Yuan nodded, "Don't worry, Master, since childhood, when will Your Highness Ninth have ever been shameless?"

"This is true." Tianwu's confidence was a few more layers. "I don't know if the child Qianzhou has been found. Tell me, a few stupid people who can't even take a look at a child, I really don't know how they brought such old gold here. It's so strange here!"

He muttered and walked to the scene. A little eunuch had already lifted the seats and arranged them. Zhang Yuan held Tianwu down. Feng Yuheng also let go of the wheelchair and retreated to the side. Only Xuan Tianming and Qianzhou general Xing Haisheng were left in the center of the square.

Xing Haisheng groaned, took the weapon handed over by the imperial guards in the palace, glanced at it, and curled his lips, obviously not satisfied with the weapon.

Xuan Tianming said, "I'm afraid I'll finish it in just one move. Since you said you were asking me to give me some advice, that move will determine the outcome. So, within thirty rounds, my sword will never touch your weapon, how about it?"

Xing Haisheng was not arrogant either. This was not his own weapon, and the quality could not be guaranteed at all. So he nodded, "For this reason, thank you Your Highness Jiu."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly rushed forward, and the sword in his hand was straight at Xuan Tianming and stabbed him.

General Dashun frowned one after another, and General Pingnan snorted without any politeness: "Shameless!" He expressed the thoughts of all the ministers of Dashun.

But then people discovered that Xing Haisheng was really good at practicing shamelessly. Just fight. If he doesn't hit anyone, Shuriken specifically tried to hit Xuan Tianming's wheelchair. As he hit, Xuan Tianming laughed—"It seems that you like my wheelchair very much. Since that's the case, I will give it to you!"

As soon as he said this, someone who was originally sitting in a wheelchair suddenly flew up, stepped in the air, jumped behind Xing Haisheng, kicked him in the back, and kicked him forward with a "bang".

He staggered a few steps and fell into the wheelchair where Xuan Tianming was originally sitting.
Chapter completed!