Chapter 57 Qingfeng Upstairs!

The sky is bright and sunny, and the sky is clear. On this day, Wang Chong washed up early, and then changed into a clean cotton cyan robe, which made him look older than he actually was.

After doing this, Wang Chong went out the door, boarded the carriage, and drove towards the Qingfeng Tower with a fresh air.

Outside the Qingfeng Building, the crowd was bustling and crowded. The last day of this sword fight, I don't know how many people watched it.

Just outside Qingfeng Tower, Wang Chong saw Wei Hao who had been waiting for him.

Wei Hao was accompanied by two Wei family guards, his face was pale, he kept walking around, sweating profusely on his forehead, he looked nervous and restless.

"Great! Wang Chong, you are finally here!"

As soon as Wang Chong's carriage arrived, Wei Hao was relieved. As if he had found his backbone, he hurried up with two guards.

His face turned red a lot.

"Xiao Nian, thank you for your hard work."

Wang Chong got out of the carriage and called out Wei Hao's nickname. Hearing this cordial address, Wei Hao couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and his expression became a little more relaxed.

But soon, Wei Hao's brows wrinkled again, and the whole person was uneasy.

"Wang Chong, have you really thought about this matter? More than 30 swords, this is not a joke. If you regret it now, we still have time!"

When Wei Hao spoke, his voice trembled nervously.

To be frank, Wei Hao really didn't expect to help Wang Chong sell the Uzi steel sword. Especially when the thirty-odd swords and swords from various forces were hung on the gate, Wei Hao couldn't even sleep well.

Wei Hao did this without telling his family. Father is currently busy with an important matter in the court, and he cares for nothing at all.

If he finds out the truth, I am afraid he will be beaten to death!

Sometimes, Wei Hao really admired Wang Chong sincerely. As for the Uzi steel weapon, he was only assisting from the side, and he already felt very uneasy.

However, Wang Chong owed 90,000 taels of gold on his back, and 1,700 taels from the Eight Gods Pavilion. If he didn't get it right, he might have to pay more, hundreds of thousands of taels!

In the capital, no family can easily afford such a large debt.

If it were an ordinary person, I would have been frightened and disturbed, my face was pale with tension, and I would have lost sleep day and night. But Wang Chong was still like a normal person, and he even had the mood to comfort himself.

Wei Hao asked himself that if he changed himself, he would never be able to do it.

"Don't worry, Xiao Nian, you've known me for so long, do I look like the kind of person who can find death by himself and find himself unhappy?"

Wang Chong smiled and patted Wei Hao on the shoulder as he spoke.

Wei Hao said in silence, he and Wang Chong grew up, of course they wouldn't think Wang Chong was that kind of person. In fact, if Wang Chong was really that kind of person, it would be impossible for him to defeat Gao Fei in the Eight Gods Pavilion!

"But……"

Wei Hao wanted to say something.

"There's nothing wrong with it! I've arranged this matter myself. In a while, you just need to do as I say."

Wang Chong said lightly, his voice revealed a strong confidence.

Wei Hao was silent for a moment, and finally nodded seriously.

The Qingfeng Tower was pecking high, Wang Chong glanced at it, and saw that the people upstairs were crowded, and all the people who participated in the sword and sword fight arrived here early, much earlier than Wang Chong.

Although it was noisy outside the Qingfeng Building, it was quiet on the Qingfeng Building. No one talked to anyone, and no one paid attention to anyone. There was a sense of competition between each other.

"Hey, the number one sword in the world!"

Wang Chong smiled and shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and walked towards Qingfeng Tower with Wei Hao.

"Wang Chong, is the price going to go up today?"

Wei Hao asked nervously as he walked up the wooden steps.

"no need!"

Wang Chong shook his head. It wasn't because he was afraid that he would lose too much in the sword fight. But it is no longer necessary. Although the price of wuzi steel will be more than 100,000 taels of gold in the future, under the current market conditions, 19,200 taels is already the limit.

Everything has a process of acceptance!

If it is too high, it will backfire.

...

Going up the antique wooden steps, Wang Chong and Wei Hao quickly went up to the third floor. In the hall on the third floor, there were crowds of people, people from the four major sword-making families, people from the Jingshi Jianlou and Jianpu, the local sword-making families, the sword merchants in the Western Regions, including the Imperial Army... All were densely packed here.

It seems that these people will arrive a long time early.

"Young Master Wei, the sun rises three times, and the time is about the same. Where's the owner of that sword? Should I call him out?"

Wei Hao had just climbed the third floor and immediately attracted everyone's attention. As for Wang Chong next to him, he was ignored.

"Everyone, master of the sword, isn't that right?"

Wei Hao smiled slightly, stood aside, and let Wang Chong come after he was born. "Extending your head is a knife, and shrinking your head is also a knife." After worrying for so long, Wei Hao also thought about it.

The matter of sword fighting is a foregone conclusion, and it is too late to go back on it now. Even so, it is better to be a little more magnanimous.

"Om"!

As soon as Wei Hao's voice fell, from all directions, countless eyes instantly focused on Wang Chong. At that moment, there was a momentary blank period in the crowded Qingfeng Building.

Pairs of eyes looked at Wang Chong, full of astonishment, surprise, disbelief, and... doubt!

"That's the owner of that sword?"

Cheng Youqing, the elder of the Cheng family, stepped forward abruptly and looked at Wang Chong with a look of disbelief.

When Wei Hao and Wang Chong were downstairs, many people saw it, but no one took it to heart. In the eyes of everyone, to be able to make such a big disturbance in Qingfeng Tower, the other party is at least a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.

No one thought that the other party was just a boy who looked seventeen or eighteen!

too young!

"it's me!"

Wang Chong said indifferently, even in front of a group of "big men" in the weapons industry, there is no fear on his face.

"What a joke!"

"After a long time, what kind of sword is the owner of such a young man?"

The crowd was shocked.

"Hmph, brat, I don't care what your background is. In a while, I hope you can get 19,200 taels of gold!"

In the sullen voice, a figure came out, and the shopkeeper Luo Da of the White Tiger Sword Tower stared at Wang Chong fiercely, with a bad look on his face.

There were several other Great Sword Buildings and Great Sword Shops who were staring at Wang Chong with him.

Wang Chong sold swords at Qingfeng Tower, one price a day, which had a great impact on the sword towers and sword shops in the capital. In particular, these Dajianlou and Dajianpu, which are the most powerful performers of karma, are deeply humiliated.

This time, several sword towers and sword shops took out the swords of the town tower together and participated in this gambling battle together, not for other reasons, but to teach this "spoiler" who broke the rules of the industry a lesson.

As long as we kill chickens and respect monkeys and set an example, we can deter latecomers and maintain the authority and status of Zhongjianlou and Jianpu in the capital!

"Don't worry, I'm here. In front of so many people, can I still run? It's you, are you ready for 1,200 taels of gold?"

Wang Chong said lightly.

"fart!"

Several shopkeepers of Dajianlou and Dajianpu were so furious that their beards cocked up. It would be fine if the people who said this to them were the elite swordsmithing families in the capital, but Wang Chong, a young man, was simply humiliating.

"One thousand two hundred taels of gold. We don't take it seriously. As long as you have the ability, you can take it at any time!"

Several people's faces were flushed, and they turned their heads in anger, not wanting to say more.

"Your Highness!"

At the moment when everyone's attention was temporarily removed from Wang Chong, Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian quickly pulled Wang Chong aside and whispered:

"If you want to go back, it's still too late. Our Zhang family in the capital has a few swords that can help you and secretly change them up..."

This sword gambling battle also involved the Zhang family in the capital city. It was not that they wanted to get down, but it involved the battle of "the best sword in the world". It was impossible for the Zhang family in the capital city not to refer to it.

But this matter is second, and the two are worried about Wang Chong now.

"...You may not know how much impact this incident has. Look outside, the entire capital, almost all sword merchants have been attracted here. If this incident fails, it will be no trivial matter!"

"The sword fight has not officially started, this is the last chance!"

The two sighed, both worried for the Wang family.

They have been to the Wang family twice, and both of them can feel it. The whole Wang family, including Mrs. Wang, probably doesn't know about it.

The whole thing was almost made by Wang Chong alone without the knowledge of his family!

No matter what his original purpose was, but when the incident happened, the entire Wang family would be responsible for it, and he didn't know how much trouble it would cause!

Although the two wanted a contract for Hyderabad ore, they were one thing and they didn't want the Wang family to be implicated!

Wang Chong looked at the two of them deeply, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. If it were another situation, he might have already given them the contract for the Hyderabad ore.

However, Wang Chong knew that even if he gave them the contract, it would be useless. Because, it is impossible for those two poisonous monks to sell.

It is impossible for both parties to agree on a price.

Moreover, Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian didn't know, Wang Chong didn't think he would lose at first.

"Thank you two! I said that if I need it, I will find you!"

Wang Chong politely refused.

"Hey!"

The two sighed deeply, knowing that it would be difficult to persuade Wang Chong:

"In that case, I hope the young master can get his wish."

Turning around, the two of them couldn't hide the loss in their eyes.

Wang Chong looked at the backs of the two and remained silent. The truth is always in the hands of a few people, and the two still think that he caused a big disaster for the family, but after a while, they won't think so when they see the real power of Wuzigang!

Wang Chong raised his head, the sky, the sun slowly rose, not far from the top.

"almost!"

Wang Chong secretly said in his heart, his robe swayed, and he walked towards the railing.

"boom!"

When Wang Chong stood in the middle of the railing on the third floor of Qingfeng Building and appeared in the eyes of everyone, the whole crowd was completely detonated.

[Influenced by the previous book "The Throne" and "The Emperor", Huangfu was very slow in writing key plots, but Huangfu was already trying to find a way to correct it. I hope you all give me some time. In addition, you are welcome to pay attention to my WeChat public account: Huangfuqi. 】

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