I let you have children and you lead seven sinful girls to rebel?

The many people present who were watching the excitement looked at each other with interesting expressions on their faces.

My goodness, this is really blackmail on the Liao family!

It has always been the case that the Liao family extorted the people of their Barbarian City, and this is the first time that the Liao family has been extorted.

Moreover, the extortion amount was such a huge sum.

Liu Jinyu pulled out the dirty rag stuffed in Liao Jun's mouth and gave him a chance to speak.

"Don't mess around! My father loves money like his life. Even if you kidnap me, he may not be willing to give me ten thousand dan of rice to save me!"

Liao Jun's face was as ugly as it could be. He was very regretful at this moment. He should have found out the situation clearly before causing trouble.

If he had known earlier that Chen Xuan was the one who kidnapped Zhang Tianci, he would never have provoked Chen Xuan even if he was beaten to death.

"I don't care about your affairs. If your father doesn't bring rice to save you, I will make him lose a son. It's that simple."

Chen Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. As long as Liao Jun was in his hands, he would be his bargaining chip.

With chips in hand, anything is easy to talk about.

After giving Liu Jinyu a look, Liu Jinyu immediately stuffed the dirty rag back into Liao Jun's mouth, making him only able to make whimpering sounds and unable to speak.

"It's done!"

At this moment, the powerful voice of the old blacksmith was heard.

He clamped a silver gun tip with pliers and pointed it towards the sun. Under the sunlight, the gun tip sparkled with silver light, shining brightly!

The old man took out a silver iron rod and inserted it into the gun head, and a silver gun was completed.

"Good baby!"

Liu Jinyu's eyes lit up. He had seen good things before. The old man's craftsmanship was indeed impeccable. The gun tip he made not only looked like a work of art, but was also extremely sharp.

"Girl, see if it fits your hand."

The old man threw the silver spear in his hand to Yang Ying'er. Yang Ying'er grabbed it and performed a few moves on the spot, her whole body showing excitement.

"This gun is a delight to use. It shoots wherever you point it. Old man, your skill is unmatched!"

The old man immediately stroked his already graying beard proudly and said proudly, "Of course, when I was young, I was the royal weapon maker!"

Yang Ying'er put away her gun, somewhat surprised, and couldn't help asking, "Is this true? You're not lying to me, are you? There are only a few imperial weapon makers in the capital, how come I've never heard of your name?"

Hearing this, the old man snorted and said proudly, "This is because I left the capital more than ten years ago!"

Yang Ying'er immediately showed a look of suspicion: "It's so comfortable to live out your retirement in the capital. Why don't you stay in the capital, but instead come to this border area to suffer?"

"Hmph, you little girl, you know nothing. I simply don't want to serve the Empress! My great Daqian Dynasty actually let a woman become the Emperor. It's simply ridiculous! I won't go along with those cowards in the capital. I..."

"Grandpa, please stop talking!"

"Master, trouble comes from the mouth, be careful with your words!"

Seeing that the old man was getting excited and was about to reveal some secrets, his disciples were frightened and rushed over to cover his mouth.

"Get out of the way! Are you all rebelling? You won't let anyone speak?"

The old man had a bad temper and pushed them all away.

However, he seemed to realize that he had indeed spoken out of turn. After pushing his disciples away, he became much more honest and stopped talking nonsense.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but stare at the old man again and again, and found that this old man had a lot of stories. It seemed that he was very extraordinary.

The royal instrument maker?

There are only a few people in the entire Daqian Dynasty who have this identity.

If he stayed in the capital, he would enjoy very high treatment, even comparable to that of a third-rank official.

At his age, wouldn’t it be good for him to stay in the capital to retire and enjoy the treatment of a superior person?

Why do you want to retire to this remote place like Mancheng?

Even a peasant like Liao Jun could bully him.

Moreover, judging from what the old man just said, he is very dissatisfied with the current emperor of the Daqian Dynasty!

"Old man, I heard that you had retired from forging weapons. Why did you agree to help us forge this silver spear today?"

Chen Xuan asked.

Capable old men like this usually have strange tempers and are very decisive.

Since he said he would retire, it is impossible for him to break his own rules.

So Chen Xuan offered him ten taels of gold and he was impressed? This was obviously unlikely.

How could someone who doesn't even care about the wealth and splendor of the capital city care about a mere ten taels of silver?

There must be something fishy about this.

"What's the point of retiring? It's all up to people. I've always done what I want. I can do whatever I want. I can make weapons for others. If they want, I can make them. If they don't want, I won't make them. It all depends on my mood."

The old man lay back on the rattan chair, his hands resting on his head, and said proudly,

"I, old man, like you young people and am happy to make weapons for you. Can anyone stop me?"

This made sense, and Chen Xuan gave a kind smile.

On the side, the old man's disciples all had gloomy faces, as if they had lost their parents.

"Grandpa, when the governor asked you to make weapons, you said you would never do it. But the governor had already said that if you didn't make weapons for him, then you couldn't make weapons for others either. Otherwise, you would be deliberately teasing him."

"You haven't made weapons for anyone else in these years, so the governor has never bothered us."

"But now, you've broken the rules. I'm sure the governor won't let us go. We can't keep our blacksmith shop, and you might be arrested by the governor, too."

Hearing this, the old man snorted coldly: "If he dares to catch me, I have the red seal and iron certificate bestowed by the late emperor in my hand. Even if the empress comes, she will have to give me some face!"

Although he acted very strong, none of his disciples were happy.

"Master, this imperial seal was given to you by the late emperor. It has been used many times. The governor was still able to give you face before, but he may not give you face now."

"Yes, you know the methods of our Barbarian City Governor. If he really gets ruthless, this red seal and iron certificate will be nothing but a piece of waste paper to him!"

They couldn't help but sigh, and they really didn't understand what the old man was thinking.

This is a red-lettered iron certificate, given by the late emperor. Moreover, this is the border, and the news cannot be transmitted to the capital. Do you really expect this thing to protect you for the rest of your life?