Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Chapter 211 Just tell me whether you want it or not!

It turns out that Song Yuan just wanted to cut off these guys' weapons!

This guy is really despicable. Why didn't you say so earlier?

Instead, it caused such a big commotion!

For a moment, everyone present couldn't help but feel resentful.

Those who knew Song Yuan laughed out loud in their hearts.

Song Yuan did it on purpose, using the same statement as before to create misunderstanding.

In this way, we can make an example of someone else to scare the monkeys.

Didn’t you see that those soldiers who filed the complaint were scared to death before?

Even Zheng He was inferior in this conflict.

It was just a misunderstanding, but it allowed Song Yuan to kill two birds with one stone, establishing his own prestige and suppressing Zheng He's momentum.

"Okay, both of you, stop standing there!"

"Hurry up and cut down their weapons!"

Just when everyone was complaining, Song Yuan waved his hand at Wang Chao Ma and Who's debut.

There was also an innocent expression on his face.

I'm talking about a machete.

I didn't say anything about killing people from the beginning to the end?

Why are you all so nervous?

Under Song Yuan's urging, Wang Chao Ma Han was slightly stunned but quickly reacted.

He was no longer afraid and hurried to the front of the soldiers. He lifted up the swords in their hands and raised his own weapons without saying a word.

Accompanied by a series of crisp tinkling sounds.

Several precious swords were broken into two pieces.

And looking at the weapons in Wang Chao Ma Han's hands, they were not damaged at all.

Seeing such a scene, everyone was shocked in an instant.

This knife... is it really too sharp?

The frightened crowd stared at the weapon in Wang Chao Ma Han's hand, and there was a hint of fanaticism in their eyes!

At this moment, everyone could see that the knives in the two men's hands were clearly magical weapons!

If such a sharp weapon were used on the battlefield, it would easily break the opponent's weapon. And when facing an unarmed enemy, wouldn't it be easy for you to use a long sword in your hand?

Song Yuan secretly noticed everyone's expressions and was quite satisfied.

Before everyone could react, he had already stepped forward and took the sword from Wang Chao's hand.

Then he flicked the knife lightly and threw it into Zheng He's hand.

"General Zheng, come and help me take a look at this knife!"

When Zheng He heard this, he shuddered and finally came to his senses. He immediately looked down and his expression became solemn.

He had witnessed with his own eyes that Wang Chao used this long sword to cut off four or five weapons in a row.

But it turns out that it’s just the blade, which is slightly damaged. It only needs to be polished and it can be restored to its original state immediately!

It is no exaggeration to say that such a magical weapon can cut through iron like mud!

If you go to the battlefield and the people under your command have such magical weapons, what enemy can be your opponent?

By then, we will be invincible and will surely achieve great military exploits.

Just thinking about this scene, Zheng He couldn't control his hands from trembling slightly, and his mouth was full of excitement.

"This knife is simply a divine weapon, absolutely a priceless treasure!"

Seeing Zheng He's naive appearance, Song Yuan couldn't help but reveal a bit of contempt in his eyes.

"General Zheng, if I told you that the palace soldiers I brought with me, as well as the personal guards beside me, were all equipped with these precious swords, how would you deal with them?"

what?

When Zheng He heard this, his face changed suddenly.

Damn, it’s so infuriating!

You're just showing off, can you be more restrained?

No, this guy is not only showing off, he may also want to threaten me through this method!

Just imagine, if the opponent holds such a weapon and relies on the sharpness of the sword, it would not be a big deal even if he fights one against three on the battlefield!

This guy clearly wants to use this method to tell himself that he is more powerful than me!

Are you trying to use this to explain that you shouldn't act so impudently in front of the other person in the future?

Thinking of this, Zheng He couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied in his heart, and said with a frown and a forced smile.

"Then I, the general, would like to congratulate the prince sincerely. Congratulations on obtaining such a magical weapon!"

After the previous conflict, Zheng He's mood plummeted.

Now that I came to my senses, I realized what Song Yuan meant.

The so-called misunderstanding was actually created intentionally by Song Yuan. He just wanted to slap himself in the face.

How could Zheng He have a good attitude towards someone who was targeting him?

But he didn't expect that Song Yuan had already controlled him from the moment he entered the military camp!

The next second, Song Yuan gave a reason that made Zheng He's heart beat faster.

"General Zheng, if you have this attitude, I can only say goodbye. I never thought that you would misunderstand my good intentions after all!"

"Do you think I did it on purpose? The reason I let you use the machete is simply because I wanted you to see how powerful this sword is. It's not groundless!"

"I originally wanted to discuss business with you, but you seem a little reluctant. If that's the case, then I'm afraid there's no need. Someone, please show me around!"

When Song Yuan finished speaking, he deliberately turned around and waved at Wang Chao and Ma Han.

Zheng He nodded at first, until the next second, he finally realized something was wrong!

Wait what does that mean?

Business?

You took great pains to display your sword before me.

Could it be that the business in question is related to this precious sword?

Damn, I'm interested if you say that!

Anyone who is on the battlefield must have a sword, a beautiful woman and a warhorse.

In just a moment, Zheng He's eyes widened and he stared at the sword in Song Yuan's hand.

At this moment, he even began to fantasize about having a knife like this...

"General Zheng, what are you still doing here? Do you want me to see you off in person?"

Seeing Zheng He's eyes wide open, Song Yuan suppressed his smile and urged him seriously.

"Your Majesty, there's no rush!"

This time, Zheng He stood still with a thick face, staring at Song Yuan in front of him.

"Your Highness, I misunderstood you before. I thought you were a great man who could forgive a small person's mistakes. Let's forget about what happened before. Didn't you say business? I have plenty of time now. Let's talk it over!"

Where is Zheng He still as arrogant as before?

At this moment, he grabbed Song Yuan's hand and bowed repeatedly, wishing he could kneel down to the prince in front of him on the spot!

Situ Jing, who was standing by, witnessed this scene and quickly covered her mouth, fearing that she would laugh out loud.

I have to say, Song Yuan is really wicked.

Is there anyone who does things this way?

But this guy's brain works really quickly. Zheng He originally came to settle accounts with Song Yuan, but in the end he was threatened and intimidated by Song Yuan.

Not only did he lose face, but now he has to apologize to Song Yuan.

Are there really so many fools these days?

Thinking of Song Yuan's past experiences, Situ Jing couldn't help but feel a little curious.

This kid has been in the palace for so many years. Could it be that he learned such a skill by following the concubines in the harem every day?

While Situ Jing was secretly delighted, Song Yuan felt that he had earned enough face.

Then he turned around and spoke earnestly to Zheng He in front of him.

"General Zheng wanted me to tell you that through what happened today, you should understand one thing: no matter what happens, don't get excited!"

"When I asked you to borrow my armor, I thought about this. If you agree, I'll trade you a thousand of these swords. I'll return the armor after you've used it, and the swords will be considered a gift!"

"You didn't even give me a chance to speak, and you just started threatening me. Tell me, is this what you call human behavior?"

fuck!

I'm so fucking stupid!

Faced with Song Yuan's criticism, how could Zheng He dare to retort at this moment?

He nodded repeatedly to admit his mistake, and started to think about his own little plan in his mind.

This deal sounds like an equal transaction.

But if Song Yuan returns the armor, wouldn't it be like getting a thousand swords for free?

Since it involves the matter of armor, Song Yuan would not dare to act recklessly. No matter how you think about it, it is definitely a sure win!

"Yes, yes, yes, Your Highness is right. This is all my fault. I apologize to Your Highness!"

"I hope Your Highness will do me the honor of preparing a feast for you tonight. I will personally drink the wine as an apology to Your Highness!"

"If you don't apologize, then forget it. But considering your previous attitude, a little punishment wouldn't be excessive, right?"

Song Yuan simply waved his hand, rejecting Zheng He's proposal. "Any mistake must be punished. I'll cut the original one thousand swords in half and give you five hundred. If you agree, you can have someone prepare armor when you return. I'll give you three days to quickly deliver these things!"

"Of course, if you don't want to, I won't stop you. General Zheng can leave now!"

No, is there such a punishment?

Half of a sentence is missing. Damn, isn't this a loss?

"Your Highness, is there no room for negotiation on this matter? How about this..."

With some reluctance, Zheng He opened his mouth humbly, hoping to bargain.

But before he could finish his words, Song Yuan just waved his hand.

"I said five hundred, and that's five hundred. How can you bargain?"

"If you're really unwilling, then we can just cancel this deal. I just don't believe that you're the only one who can take over this huge frontier."

"General Zheng, think about this: if I give this precious sword to General Wei, will he be willing to accept it?"

If such a precious sword fell into the eyes of General Wei, what would I have to do with it?

In just a moment, Zheng He finally realized the final outcome.

He immediately made up his mind not to tell General Wei about this matter.

Otherwise, considering the other party's wealth, the thousand sets of armor would probably be given away as a gift, not just a loan.

Thinking of such a huge benefit, you might have to give it up when the time comes.

Zheng He couldn't help feeling a little worried, and immediately agreed to the proposal.

"Okay, Your Majesty, I'll do as you say. I promise to deliver the armor you need within three days after I return!"

"Since you're so understanding, this deal is done!"

Seeing Zheng He readily agree to this, Song Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "After I return, I will immediately order someone to forge such a precious sword!"

Wait casting?

So you don't have any finished product in your hands, and you're just going to dip your dry fingers in salt?

"Your Highness, do you really know how to forge this precious sword?"

"General Zheng, you're underestimating our prince by saying that. The court was able to master the method of forging this precious sword entirely thanks to the prince's research!"

"Now, every single one of those swordsmen in the Ministry of Works was once the prince's apprentice. Do you think the prince will be able to do this?"

After hearing this, Zheng He looked at Song Yuan with great respect.

I didn’t expect that a prince would break his sword. If you live long enough, you will see all kinds of famous scenes!

"Then may I ask, Your Highness, how long would it take to forge five hundred swords?"

Zheng He frowned and thought for a moment, then quickly asked.

Song Yuan raised his eyebrows. He had said so much just waiting for this sentence.

"You know, the stronger something is, the more precious and rare it is. The forging process for this knife is extremely complex. Even if a skilled craftsman can produce one in half a month, it's already a remarkable achievement!"

"I don't have many blacksmiths here. If you want to speed up the attack, you can transfer more blacksmiths from the city. As for the materials, I can also give you a list later so you can hurry up and collect them!"

Hearing Song Yuan's words, Zheng He's face showed a bit of embarrassment.

I can understand what you mean by the craftsman, but what do you mean by the list?

"Your Highness, I don't have to provide the materials for forging the sword myself, right?"

If they really want to be self-sufficient, and Song Yuan only provides technology, wouldn’t that be a huge loss?