Cizhou Iron

In the spring of the first year of Xiande's reign, the iron smell of Wu'an County in Cizhou contained two twists of fate. A blacksmith's son was taken away by passing soldiers, and he stepped into the war smoke of Bianliang. The son of an iron merchant dug out the last bit of his family fortune from the ruins, then hid in the darkness and spent ten years weaving a web. The two drank from the Zhang River together and lost their loved ones together, but after that spring, they took completely different paths. One goes north and enters Bianliang to guard the anvil and nourish people's hearts. One goes south, enters the rivers and lakes, lays hidden lines, and waits for the opportunity. None of them knew that many years later, there would be a fateful showdown waiting under the locust tree in Zhangjia Pu. But that's another story. At this moment, the first year of Xiande has just begun.