Chapter 222

After Su Mingjue walked out of the door, he walked towards the carriage parked at the door.

Seeing his young master approaching, Mu Li jumped out of the carriage, picked up the horse stool from the front of the carriage and bent down to place it in front of the carriage.

He held his young master's hand on the carriage, but his eyes looked down, glancing at Su Mingjue's waist.

Seeing that there was no black sachet on his waist, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but the next moment he saw that there were no other sachets on his waist, he was secretly happy again.

Su Mingjue opened the door curtain and sat inside, saying, "Go to Liu's Blacksmith Shop."

The dagger made at Liu's Blacksmith Shop last time was ready, so Su Mingjue wanted to take it back while Xiu Mu had time.

Mu Li nodded, put the horse stool back to its original position, then drove the carriage to Liu's Blacksmith Shop.

Although the most lively time of Chinese Valentine's Day is at night, there is also a lot of atmosphere during the day because of the lanterns and colorful decorations.

Su Mingjue opened the curtains and looked out. She saw that the sides of the Liuhe Bridge and the trees were covered with all kinds of lanterns, and there were more vendors than usual. It looked very interesting, and she thought to herself that it would be a pity not to go out at night.

Just as he was looking at it, the carriage stopped.

Su Mingjue finally came to his senses, and the blacksmith shop arrived.

He got off the car and walked straight inside. Mu Li did not follow him because he wanted to watch the carriage.

As soon as he saw the visitor, the old man came over with a smile on his face, "Here comes the young master! The dagger is ready."

As he said that, he handed the finished dagger over, "Take a look, do you like it?"

Su Mingjue took the dagger and looked at it carefully, then nodded, "The store's craftsmanship is good, this dagger is exactly the same as the one I gave you."

He pulled out the scabbard and took a look, "The blade is thin, the body is heavy, and it's quite heavy to hold. It feels very good!"

After hearing this, the old man touched his beard and laughed: "Although I am good at making swords, it is the master's black iron that can make such a superior one."

Su Mingjue accepted it with satisfaction. After wrapping the old and new daggers in cloth, he settled the remaining money.

He walked out of the blacksmith shop in less than a cup of tea.

Mu Li leaned on the carriage and saw Su Mingjue coming out. He quickly stood up and was about to reach for the horse stool. Su Mingjue patted him and handed him what he was carrying.

"This is for you."

Mu Li was slightly stunned as he took the thing. He didn't expect that Su Mingjue could give him something.

"When I left Jinling City, my father asked me to give this thing to you. I delayed it for a long time, but today I finally gave it away."

After hearing this, Mu Li opened the red cloth and saw two identical daggers.

He looked at the familiar thing and paused slightly. Then he stretched out his hand and rubbed it slowly. He picked up a handle and looked at it for a moment with a narrow handle, and then pulled it out.

Seeing that the dagger was broken, his eyes darkened slightly.

Su Mingjue stood aside and coughed lightly: "I didn't break this dagger. This is how King Jinling handed it to me."

Mu Li looked at the familiar object in his hand and whispered: "I know , This belongs to my father."

He glanced at the handle and touched the word "Luo" engraved on it with his hand.

"I originally thought that this dagger had disappeared, but I didn't expect that it was still in this world."

Su Mingjue reacted after hearing this, "The word 'Luo' is your father's name."

"Well, this dagger is always with him. If he can keep it with him, it's considered thoughtful."

Su Mingjue was confused when he was about to ask.

Mu Li put away the dagger in his hand and looked at the second one.

This one is exactly the same as the previous one, but when you pull it out of the scabbard, you can see to the naked eye that it is much sharper than the previous one.

When Su Shiqian handed the broken dagger to him, Su Mingjue felt that it was too shabby to give away, and thought that after returning to Beijing, he would make a good one for Mu Li, which would be considered handy.

He never thought that this thing was actually an old thing and belonged to Mu Li's father.

For a moment, Su Mingjue felt a little embarrassed. He pursed his lips and said,

"Well...I'm so sorry. I didn't know this thing belonged to your father, so I made it exactly the same without my permission. I hope you don't want to Take it to your heart."

Mu Li looked at the blade in his hand. The blade was thin but thick, and it felt heavy in his hand, which he liked.

For a moment, he remembered the questions his young master kept asking before coming to the blacksmith shop.

"What should you pay attention to when making a dagger?

"What kind of dagger is more useful?"

"What kind of dagger do you like to use?"

He looked at the handle. Although the handle looked similar to his father's, it was much thicker. .

Obviously, this dagger has been slightly changed to suit him better.

He rubbed the handle with tenderness in his heart. When he turned the handle,

he looked at it carefully and saw that it was written . The character "Li" is extremely upright and beautiful.

He had seen this handwriting many times in the study. It was the result of his crying and scolding his wife and his hard work after

seeing his father's dagger . , now that he saw this new dagger, he didn't feel so sad anymore.

He touched the word that belonged to him, looked up at his young master, "I like it very much, thank you young master!"

After saying that, he felt that it was not enough. : "Mu Li swears to be loyal to the young master to the death. "

When Su Mingjue heard this, she glanced at him, "What nonsense are you talking about! But just a dagger will make you sacrifice your life! Your life is your own, don't sacrifice your life at every turn, you know?"

Su Mingjue gave a sincere lesson. Finally, he walked towards the carriage and said, "It's getting late. Let's go back to Mingyuan!"

Mu Li put the dagger properly into his clothes, smiled at Su Mingjue and said, "Yes!"

...

from the north of the city. When we returned to Mingyuan, it was already evening.

After Su Mingjue had eaten, he was pulled into the room by Su Xiaoliu to show off his clothes.

If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought he was choosing clothes for himself!

Su Mingjue stood there. On the side, he watched Su Xiaoliu come out with one set of clothes after another, and said in a casual tone: "Why do you go through so much trouble? Just go out for a walk and come back. "

Su Xiaoliu looked at the green bamboo-patterned round collar robe he held in his left hand, and then at the pink trousers held in his right hand, shook his head and said:

"Master, you don't know, this Chinese Valentine's Day has always been a competition ground for famous young men. , we are the only ones from the south, and we must not dress too casually, otherwise we will lose face as southerners!"

"It's so complicated, why don't we just not go out at night!"

"If we don't go out, others will look at us. If you don't see me, if you don't see me, there will be no competition. "

Since the morning, Su Mingjue felt that her eyelids were beating non-stop, and she always felt as if something was going to happen tonight.

After debating for a while, Su Xiaoliu finally chose a snow silk satin round robe with red floral patterns and gold threads. "That's even worse. If the young master doesn't show his face openly, people in the capital will think that you are engaged." Yes."

Su Mingjue thought for a while and felt that it made sense. Scholars always like elegance. If he didn't go, others would suspect that there was something wrong with him.

I thought I'd go there for a walk and then come back. It should be fine if it looks familiar to me.

"Well, the young master can't go wrong wearing this. The red color is flattering and has good embroidery. He looks like a noble man at first glance!"

After Su Xiaoliu finished dressing Su Mingjue, he nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that Su Mingjue's waist was empty, Su Xiaoliu put the sachet that Huahua and Yingying had brought before his eyes.

"There are so many sachets. Master, please pick one and hang it!"