Remarrying Chun Yuan

Chapter 417 Sword God

After Liu Yuechu finished reprimanding Xu Shan, she had him sent away without wanting to hear any explanation from him.

Since Xu Xianglan wasn't at the Duke's mansion anyway, she felt very confident.

Besides, it wouldn't matter if Xu Shan reported it to the authorities; no matter how bold the county government was, they wouldn't dare to go to the Imperial Household Department to find someone. As for the other members of the Xu family, Liu Yuechu didn't want to mention them at all.

However, considering that the father and daughter will meet at the same time at the carving competition later, I wonder if Xu Shan will be able to recognize them.

Liu Yuechu, harboring a cunning thought, resolved that she would personally go and see if Xu Xianglan could make it to the final round.

Xu Shan dared not say anything more. When he was kicked out, he wished he could just smash his head against the ground and die.

But he also has a match today, so he doesn't dare to delay.

Without even bothering to apply medicine to his knee, he ran to the Imperial Household Department.

But today's excitement isn't just about the Xu family; there's something even more explosive happening.

Another person seeking special privileges to participate in the competition: T.V. Soong.

Liu Yuechu's sudden appearance kept him tossing and turning all night, unable to find peace. Even after downing pot after pot of wine, hoping to fall into a deep sleep, he seemed to be under a spell, for no matter how much he drank, he became increasingly sober.

He could only go to the wood carving competition to see what kind of good wood Liu Yuechu was talking about, and why he would make a purchase.

But when he got here, he was completely dumbfounded.

Because the more than 1,000 people who participated in the second round of the competition did not use ordinary poplar wood, but rather golden sandalwood and rosewood.

His head suddenly started buzzing.

I was so angry I almost exploded.

With their broken knives and broken hands, how could they possibly get their hands on such good material?!

He then went to inquire about the best materials, golden nanmu and large-leaf rosewood, piled up like scrap wood that was free, which completely broke his defenses!

If only I could have such fine material to make a zither, to accompany her in her eternal rest underground...

He immediately went to the head steward of the Imperial Household Department, reported his name, and requested to participate in the competition.

But did the head of the Imperial Household Department know who he was? He just thought he was a poor madman and immediately sent someone to drive him away!

Soong Tse-ven had no choice but to bring up Liu Chung, and even said that it was Liu Chung who had invited him.

Upon hearing this, the head of the Imperial Household Department demanded that he produce evidence. But what evidence could Song Ziwen, a staggering drunkard, possibly have? As he stammered his explanation, Wei Junlang happened to appear and immediately recognized Song Ziwen.

With his guarantee, the Grand Steward of the Imperial Household Department made an exception and allowed him to join.

Even though he was an alcoholic, his actions caused a sensation among many people!

His three knives flew in his hands, leaving afterimages, as if he knew exactly what he was going to do with each strike, without the slightest error.

While others might spend a whole day barely managing to carve an outline, he only stood there for half an hour and sculpted a lifelike statue of a saint.

He sheathed his three knives and handed over the carving.

There's no need for further comparison; he's directly placed at the top of the third round's list. Meanwhile, Wei Junlang, trembling, held the statue of the saint, tears streaming down his face, exclaiming, "Heaven blesses this genius! This is a skill I could never surpass in my entire life!"

"He really is blessed with natural talent," the head steward of the Imperial Household Department remarked.

Liu Yuechu was at home, waiting for Xu Xianglan's matter, when Huang Wanwan returned and suddenly mentioned Song Ziwen, "...I watched him wield his sword with such skill that I was completely mesmerized. How could there be a master with such exquisite swordsmanship?!"

"He's carving wood, but if he were to kill someone, wouldn't he be able to kill them with a single blow? I feel that even the secret guards and assassins can't match his hand speed. It's only because there aren't any heinous criminals sentenced to death by a thousand cuts that he would be the best master of this art."

Liu Yuechu: "..."

What kind of comments are these?

Does that sound like a compliment?!

However, she didn't expect that T.V. Soong would go to the sculpture competition today. It seems that he really loves his mother.

"So who exactly is this person? Where did you dig him out from?" Huang Wanwan knew that he must have been invited by Liu Yuechu. Such a hidden master would not be tempted by a piece of broken wood.

Liu Yuechu pursed her lips, unsure whether she should talk about the past.

But if you think about it carefully, Huang Wanwan is already the eldest sister-in-law, so shouldn't the eldest daughter-in-law of the Liu family know some family secrets?

“He was my father’s rival in love and my mother’s admirer.” She briefly recounted the past events, “...but he is an irresponsible man, so don’t have too high expectations of him.”

Huang Wanwan felt a jolt in her heart. "What's going on today? Why are all the skilled carvers here not good people?"

What are these people, T.V. Soong and Hsu Shan?

"Mr. Wei is a good person, it's a pity he's getting old, otherwise I wouldn't have hired Xu Shan." Liu Yuechu had a good impression of this old gentleman.

Huang Wanwan thought of the old man with the white beard, "He had a very sharp eye. When I was delivering someone, he happened to be there. He recognized that Xu Xianglan's knife technique was imitating Xu Shan's after she made a few cuts. It gave me a big fright."

"Oh?" Liu Yuechu was surprised by Wei Junlang's sharp eyes. "What else did he say?"

"Nothing else was said, after all, Xu Xianglan hasn't carved anything yet." Huang Wanwan then brought up Song Ziwen, "I'll go watch the competition tomorrow, just to see him more."

She even gestured with her hands a couple of times, saying, "Watching this makes me so eager to learn."

"Forget it, my brother's already scared out of his wits by you. If you learn swordsmanship too, he'll probably just hang himself with a noodle!" Liu Yuechu thought of Liu Musheng, who had come this morning, and covered her mouth, laughing incessantly. "But why am I so happy to see him in trouble?"

Huang Wanwan couldn't help but laugh, "This isn't bad luck, it's for the sake of harmony. Doesn't your Duke Yuan not have any female relatives either?"

When Liu Yuechu thought of Yuancuo, she naturally thought of money again.

"The competition has started, and these wood carvings will also start to be sold."

"Have someone bring out the eight hundred discarded wooden carvings. I'll take the Mongolian envoy to see them later."

"The money from the sale has already been agreed to be split 20/80. Those craftsmen are waiting to take the money home; we can't let them stay in the capital waiting around."

The servants quickly agreed and then began to get busy.

Liu Yuechu had no time to care about Song Ziwen and Xu Xianglan; her goal was money.

Tuoba Yun was invited, naturally because he had something in mind.

The carvings are diverse and, in terms of both practicality and aesthetics, far surpass those of the Mongolians.

"I won't lie to you, the wood used in this first batch of items is quite ordinary, but the craftsmanship is excellent."

“If you take these back to Mongolia, you can sell them for three times the price. But since you've been staying in Daqi for most of the year, you're not in the mood to manage these things. So I suggest you sell them directly to Mongolian merchants and get the money right away.”

"Tell Yuwen Chan that I will save the best items for him, so don't try to take this trivial money from him to make ends meet, or I will look down on him."