Wen Yan knew his younger brother's temperament very well. He wanted to rely on whatever he wanted by his parents and grandmother, otherwise he would not let go.

But if you give him other things, you can only get rid of them, but the dagger will hurt people.

It doesn't matter whether it hurts others or yourself.

Wen Yan was unmoved.

The eldest lady looked at him and said, "Your sixth brother wants to play, just play for him for a while."

Wen Yan said, "I'm afraid he will hurt me."

"I promise not to hurt myself," Young Master Wen Liu raised his hand to make a sworn statement.

"It's not okay to hurt others," Wen Yan said.

"I don't hurt anyone else," Young Master Wen Liu promised again.

The eldest wife said, "Okay, your sixth brother has promised you, you should rest assured."

Is this something that is guaranteed to be done?

Ji Qingning was speechless.

I have seen children, but I have never seen them like this.

Wen Yan still refused to give it to him, and the eldest wife said, "Your sixth brother has no personality. If you can't play for a while, you will get tired of it and will give it back to you."

She refused to give it to her, and Young Master Wen Liu said she couldn't bear it.

Wen Yan refused to give it to her. Mrs. Wen was doting her youngest son, and she even questioned her eldest son's stinginess and reluctantness. As expected, she had the same mother as her son.

The whole room was watching Wen Yan. What could Wen Yan do? He could only take out the dagger.

The dagger was simple and unpretentious, just like an ordinary dagger. If it weren't for knowing that it was a dagger that was cut like iron, no one would have thought of it.

He took out a dagger, and Young Master Wen Liu almost snatched it. He took out the dagger with a cold light. Even if he didn't understand the weapon, he knew it was a good thing.

Young Master Wen Liu was as if he had a treasure and said, "Mom, I'm out to play."

The eldest wife said, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Young Master Wen Liu nodded and was about to walk out. However, after walking for a few steps, he turned around and bowed to Mrs. Ping before leaving.

The third wife smiled and said, "The Sixth Young Master is so sensible. He is dedicated to the dagger and can remember to salute Mrs. Ping."

Can this be praised?

Isn't this what it should be?

Ji Qingning smiled in her heart, and then a clang came.

After saluting Mrs. Ping, Young Master Wen Liu turned around and turned his dagger in his hand as usual. However, he usually played with wooden daggers. This time it was a dagger with iron-cut like mud, heavy, and before he could turn it, he fell to the ground.

Wen Yan felt distressed when he fell.

The maid wanted to help Master Wen Liu pick up the dagger, but Master Wen Liu bent down first, and then... something happened.

Young Master Wen Liu touched the dagger with his finger and cut it directly.

The maid screamed in surprise, "Sixth Master, your hand!"

The injury was quite serious. When Young Master Wen Liu was helped up by the maid, his fingers were covered with blood, and the eldest lady's face turned pale.

She quickly walked over, and saw blood coming out, saying, "Come to doctor!"

Wen Yanze said, "Use golden sore medicine to stop bleeding."

Wen Xuan took out a small bottle of medicine from his arms and threw it directly to Wen Yan.

A martial artist can bandage simple wounds. Young Master Wen Liu was already shocked and tears fell down. He held back and did not cry. He just touched the tip of the knife gently, and then his fingers were scratched.

Wen Xuan's golden ache medicine was prepared by Ji Qingning before and it worked very well, but even so, it took a while to stop the blood because the wound was very deep.

After the blood stopped, the third wife said, "This is too scary."

Ji Qingning pulled the corner of her mouth, and the fourth wife over there said, "Young Master Six is ​​so injured, you are still laughing."

Ji Qingning, “….”

Are you blind? Which eye saw her smiling?!

The eldest lady was feeling sorry for her son. Hearing this, she looked back at Ji Qingning fiercely.

Ji Qingning's violent temper was too uncontrollable at that time. She had never seen anyone seeking trouble like this, so she even put a spoil. "This injury is quite light. I use the dagger that cuts iron like mud. My husband is not at ease. Only my aunt, third and fourth aunts, dare to play with the Sixth Master. Fortunately, there is no big deal, otherwise there will be no place to regret it."

The third and fourth wife looked embarrassed and did not refute a word, because what Ji Qingning said was very likely to happen.

The sixth young master stopped bleeding from his fingers, but the eldest lady was worried and took him away. She had to let the doctor see her before she could feel at ease.

Wen Yan took the dagger from the maid and handed the golden sore medicine to Wen Xuan. Wen Xuan said, "Brother, keep it."

Wen Yan would not be polite to him, "Thank you, third brother."

He thanked him and walked.

Wen Xuan stood up and was about to leave, but Wen Xu looked at him and said, "Sir, please help me ask Prince Dongping for a few daggers that cut iron like mud."

Wen Xuan frowned, and Mrs. Ping looked at Wen Yi and said, "What do you want to do so much?"

A dagger that cuts iron like mud is enough.

Wen Feng replied, "Everyone knows that a dagger that cuts iron like mud is a good thing. Everyone wants it. Prince Dongping is in charge of military weapons and it is difficult to open this hole. It is very tight. Those children of aristocratic families have no choice but to find me. Prince Dongping dares not give them face, and the third brother and third brother must give face to them."

If it weren't for Ji Qingning and Wen Xuan's helping the Dongping Prince's Mansion, the Dongping King would have been unable to escape the punishment of damaging the imperial gifts, let alone being able to manage military weapons.

Wen Zhang continued, "There are a few people I have ever owe to others, so I won't help if I don't want to do it."

Ji Qingning has no favoritism for Wen Zhang at all.

If you don’t help, come to Wenxian?

The favor you owe was not what Wen Xuan owed. When Wen Xuan was smashed by her and vomited blood and was bedridden, he didn't feel sorry for him at all, and he wanted him to suffer to death!

Mrs. Ping looked at Wen Xuan, "Then help your second brother ask Prince Dongping for a few daggers that cut iron like mud."

Wen Xuan looked at Wen Xu, "How many times do you want?"

"Seven."

Wenxian frowned, "I want so much?"

Wen Xu said, "I really can't agree to this and refuse that one."

He looked embarrassed and didn't look very willing to help. He almost didn't see Ji Qingning's heart attack.

Is it better to reject it if you look together?

Just forget about one or two daggers that cut iron like mud, but seven are opened at one mouth.

To put it bluntly, it’s just a dagger that cuts iron like mud to go out for favors. Since I want to give it to you, it’s better for her and Wen Xuan to give it to you directly.

Wen Xuan looked at Ji Qingning. Although he had a good relationship with Prince Dongping, the secret recipe for the dagger that cuts iron like mud is from Ji Qingning. She would give him face if she didn't take revenge on Wen Qing. If she asked her to give Wen Qing seven daggers that cuts iron like mud, Ji Qingning would not agree.

Ji Qingning looked at Wen Ying, "Have the Second Young Master ever found Prince Dongping?"

Wen Feng's eyes shrank and he said, "I've found it."
Chapter completed!