Mother, I have returned to the throne.

As soon as the barbarian delegation left, Song Yuan felt bored.

The task of recruiting soldiers for the palace was the responsibility of Huo Jianchuan and the other two.

The housekeeper who originally served as the emperor's spy was kicked out, and Song Yuan took the opportunity to let Ye Xuan take this position!

As the wedding day approaches, with Ye Xuan taking care of everything, the whole house is bustling with activity.

Only Song Yuan, the real protagonist, was bored.

After all, he is a prince, it is not appropriate for him to be involved in everything!

In his spare time, Song Yuan simply devoted himself to the blacksmith shop.

Push the technology tree hard.

Just to make what I learned in the previous life shine!

After all, the theory that Song Yuan had put forward before has not yet been realized.

It sounds simple to twist the horse, but without the support of modern equipment, it is really troublesome to realize it!

In the blacksmith shop.

Listening to the clinking sounds around my ears and watching the craftsmen swinging hammers in front of me.

Song Yuan clenched his fists and stared quietly at the iron weapon in the other person's hand.

The process of studying the reversal of marijuana was far more tortuous than Song Yuan had imagined.

The biggest difficulty lies in temperature control!

Relying purely on manpower, the forging time will be extended indefinitely.

During this process, the temperature drops slightly. If you hammer it again, impurities will seep into the gap.

When it comes to the final fusion of steel, this impurity is crucial. Once a crack appears, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Fortunately, this time, the craftsmen's operation was smooth and fluid.

Before quenching.

Still fine!

"Your Highness, has it started?"

The master craftsman of the wheel hammer, holding the finished product with pliers, turned around and inspected Song Yuan.

The iron bucket in front of him was filled with high-quality rapeseed oil.

This operation is to prevent the temperature from dropping too quickly during the quenching process, which may cause faults.

The cost of this barrel of oil alone is worth several taels.

In order to make iron, Song Yuan even spent all his own fortune!

"start!"

Nodding, Song Yuan stared at the surface of the rapeseed oil.

Nourishes...

Red-hot steel was immersed in it, and thick smoke billowed.

After the temperature dropped, the blade saw the light of day again!

"It's done, Your Highness, it's finally done!"

After testing the hardness, the blacksmith danced with joy.

After working hard for more than half a month, I finally got some results!

Song Yuan polished the Malaysian steel to make sure there were no faults, and he was very excited at the moment.

This composite steel is facing the single steel today.

Colliding with each other is equivalent to crushing!

Using a big horse to chop a steel knife is like chopping cabbage!

Polish and modify, then install the handle!

Song Yuan held the saber in his hand and became more and more happy.

After being acid-soaked, the surface of the blade has twisted lines that sparkle and shine.

Like a fine work of art!

The surrounding blacksmiths were all amazed when they saw this.

"Is this still a knife? This is simply a work of art!"

"Your Highness mentioned that the knife had patterns before, and I thought it was a joke. Today I finally learned something new!"

"After countless trials and tribulations, the final product is finally available. Without even trying it, I can already tell this knife will cut through metal like mud!"

"The knife is nothing. The key is that we have experience. Wouldn't it be easy to make something similar in the future?"

The last sentence made Song Yuan smile repeatedly.

If this Malaysian steel knife could really be mass-produced, and thousands of people deployed on the battlefield, wouldn't the barbarians be terrified?

The blades collide and break instantly.

What good is your riding skill? Aren't you still at my mercy?

Song Yuan tried to swing the knife and felt in a good mood.

"The sword is completed today, everyone is willing to help, reward, reward generously!"

"Hey... What good news has happened to you, Your Highness? Could you please tell me so I can be happy too?"

Song Yuan was in a good mood and was about to give a reward with a wave of his hand, but he didn't expect that as soon as he said something, he was poured a bucket of cold water on it.

But Situ Jing was seen blocking the door of the blacksmith shop with his hands folded across his chest.

His eyes were gloomy and clearly contained a hint of resentment.

If it were any other man, with his wedding coming up, he wouldn't think about dealing with the wedding arrangements, but instead get together with a group of older men to work as a blacksmith.

I'm afraid there won't be any smiles at all!

So I'm not as good as a knife?

Song Yuan wiped the dust off his face and looked at Situ Jing puzzledly, "Why are you here?"

Situ Jing sneered, "Shouldn't I come? His Majesty has granted us the marriage, and the date is only half a month away. I want to come and see who this unfaithful man is, leaving his wife at home and fooling around with other women every day!"

Am I messing around?

I am creating a miracle!

Faced with such an evaluation, Song Yuan felt dissatisfied.

"I'm not a playboy. Is that necessary?"

"If there's anything that needs to be dealt with at the palace, just talk to my aunt. She's in full charge now. We're all family, so it's easy to talk to her!"

"Oh, the eldest prince is so busy with all kinds of affairs, but he still remembers our wedding date?" Situ Jing glared.

Who is this good man who swings a hammer just as his wedding is approaching?

Are you working out here?

"Hehe, I'm busy..." Song Yuan knew he was in the wrong and touched the back of his head.

Situ Jing was even more angry.

Is this all you're busy with?

Those who know you are doing weightlifting to keep fit, while those who don’t think you married a girl with a hammer!

He ignored his lovely wife and flirted with a group of shirtless men.

If Situ Jing hadn't heard the rumors about Song Yuan's romantic life before, she would have even thought that he had some special hobby.

It's just a broken knife, what's the point of hitting it?

"what……"

Feeling disdainful, Situ Jing subconsciously looked at the knife in Song Yuan's hand.

I realized something was wrong at first glance.

"How was this knife made? The pattern on it is so beautiful!"

The unique twisting pattern of the twisting horse is as exquisite as a work of art.

Especially for a martial arts family like Situ Jing, a good sword is a treasure.

As she spoke, she had already moved forward and stretched out her hand to wipe the blade.

But as soon as it touched, a sharp edge scratched Situ Jing's fingertips!

"Hiss... so sharp!"

Just touching the sword god can hurt the skin and flesh. It is simply a magical weapon!

The blacksmith standing by was amazed to see Situ Jingxin, and quickly spoke up for his master.

"Grand Concubine, this sword was forged with great difficulty under the personal guidance of His Highness. For the past few days, His Highness has been working tirelessly, forgetting to eat or sleep. Please don't misunderstand and think that he's out fooling around!"

"Haha, if he really is fooling around, I would understand him!" Situ Jing raised his eyebrows, feeling very dissatisfied.

You said that I was outdone by a group of women, which is understandable.

My husband was taken away by a group of weightlifting men. What's going on?

When Song Yuan heard this, he touched his chin and said, "If you say that, then I have to try it!"

"According to you, I should leave the blacksmith shop now and go to that brothel to take a good look at the beautiful scenery?"

Just thinking about it, it’s pretty good.

Before traveling through time, which man was not romantic?

Don’t you all want to go to brothels to listen to music every day and find a few close friends?

"Go, go, if you really have the guts, go!"

Faced with such teasing, Situ Jing immediately flew into a rage: "I'm afraid you're a silver-coated wax spear head, and then you'll be like this knife, all good-looking but useless. That would be a laughing stock!"

You say I can do it, you say my knife is good, then I have to be serious!

Song Yuan just made a Malaysian product, and was questioned like this. How could he tolerate this?

"Silver wax spear head? Today I will let you see how powerful this knife is!"

As he said that, Song Yuan grabbed the knife.

He chopped hard at the steel knife on the weapon rack.

boom……

The two collided, and even a flash of fire was splashed out.

Looking at the ending again, the steel knife broke, but the saber in Song Yuan's hand did not show any damage at all!

hiss……

Faced with such a scene, not only Situ Jing, but also the blacksmiths around who were involved in the forging took a breath of cold air.

Is this thing so hard?

"Did you see it?"

Song Yuan raised his eyebrows and said softly.

"This knife is just like me, hard and long."

"You said it's a sample...why don't you try it?"