As soon as it was dawn the next day, Song Qian came to Song Xuan's door and started to fuck him.
Opening the door, Song Xuan stretched out his index finger and flicked his sister's forehead with an unhappy look on his face.
"Song Erni, why are you so energetic every day?"
Song Qian covered her head and grinned, "Aren't we going on a business trip today? The thought of going out on business makes me so excited that I can't sleep."
Song Xuan looked her up and down. Today, this little girl was wearing a black robe of Xuanyi Wei style. She was a little less beautiful and a little more heroic. With the long sword on her waist, she really looked like that. thing.
"Wait a moment!"
Song Xuan entered the room, packed up his bags of bottles and stuffed them into his arms, then raised the long sword on the bedside and winked at Song Qian.
"Set off!"
"oh!"
Song Qian quickly followed and lowered her voice and asked, "Don't you say hello to our dad?"
Song Xuan rolled his eyes at her, grabbed her arm and walked out of the door.
I just made Lao Song angry yesterday. If I go to say hello now, isn't that just looking for scolding?
...
As the imperial capital of the Zhou Dynasty, this ancient city was extremely prosperous at the feet of the Emperor.
Early in the morning, the streets were filled with shouts, shouts, horses neighing, and even a line of city guards patrolling the streets.
However, whether they were pedestrians on the street, merchants on the roadside, or the soldiers who were fighting in groups, after seeing the Xuanyi robes worn by the Song Xuan brother and sister, everyone's faces showed a smile. A look of fear.
The Xuanyi Guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty are synonymous with imperial power and a legal killing agency. Who can't be afraid of this?
Song Xuan chose a mutton soup restaurant on the street, ordered two portions of mutton soup, and ten scones, and then he and Song Qian started eating.
People who practice martial arts tend to eat a lot, and the shop owner is very discerning. Seeing that the two of them seemed to be a little hungry, he specially sent a basket of freshly baked scones.
The two of them had a very enjoyable breakfast. They casually placed a piece of silver on the table, and Song and Xuan hurried towards the Xuanyi Wei Yamen.
He was going on a business trip today, and he needed to choose a few suitable subordinates to follow him in the yamen.
Along the way, there were many pedestrians, and the streets seemed messy. From time to time, scholars carrying book boxes could be seen rushing along the streets towards the inner city.
Song Xuan frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "I asked why there are so many people today. It turns out that it is the day of the imperial examination that happens every three years."
Song Qian glanced at the scholars, then turned her head to look at Song Xuan, nodding slightly from time to time, as if she was comparing something.
"What are you thinking about?" Song Xuan asked casually.
Song Qian tilted her head slightly and smiled, "It is said that scholars are full of poetry and calligraphy, but I have been looking for a long time and I can't find anyone with a better temperament than you, brother.
Somehow, compared with you, they always seem a little wilted. "
Song Xuan laughed. This is not nonsense. I have practiced boy's skills. I have pure yang internal energy to temper my body and polish my spirit. How can it be compared to a scholar who has no power to bind a chicken?
Entering the Yamen of the Xuanyi Guard Inspection Department, Song Xuan did not find Zhao Dezhu. It is said that Old Zhao was called to a meeting by the commander of the Xuanyi Guard before dawn today.
Originally, Song Xuan wanted Lao Zhao to arrange a few manpower for him, but he had no choice. Since the other party was not here, he had no choice but to recruit strong men himself.
"Brother Song!"
"Sister Sissi!"
In the yamen, some third-class guards in Xuanyi came to order their meals sleepily, and many of them were yawning. But when they saw Song and Xuan, they all got excited and started to say hello from afar.
It's not okay if you don't say hello, you'll get beaten easily.
Song Xuan is an old fisherman in Xuanyi Guard. He has a good temper, is easy to talk to, and has good popularity.
But Song Qian is different. Among the third-class Xuanyi guards, she is like a eldest sister. There are very few third-class Xuanyi guards in the entire inspection department who have not been beaten by her.
This little girl, despite her obedient appearance in front of Song Xuan, is the powerful and powerful Sister Qian who dominates when she goes out alone.
The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty is like a flower, who can see Sister Qian not bowing down?
Song Qian nodded slightly and stood beside Song Xuan without saying a word. When her brother was around, she always played the role of a follower. When he had something to say, she tried to speak as little as possible.
Song Xuan looked at the dozens of third-class guards in Xuanyi who walked into the Yamen one after another with a smile, and said: "I just received a case yesterday and I have to go to the county town below. Is anyone interested in joining me?"
After saying this, Song Xuan didn't wait for any reaction, but he saw that each of the dozen fish fishermen either raised their heads to look at the sky, or lowered their heads and said nothing. They had no intention of going on a business trip with him at all.
Wouldn’t it be nice to stay in the imperial capital and eat and drink?
I will follow you all the way to the small county below to handle a case. There is no money, water, and danger. You will only agree if your brain is exhausted.
Seeing that no one responded, Song Xuan was not surprised. After all, he had done the same thing when he was a third-class Xuanyi guard.
He stopped talking at the moment, but took a step back from his sister and smiled at the young guys.
Close the door and let Song Qian go!
Seeing this scene, the third-class Xuanyi guards who originally looked lazy and had nothing to do with themselves, all felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and some even subconsciously wanted to retreat.
Song Qian's right hand held the hilt of the sword hanging on her waist, and her voice was a bit cold, "My brother is trying to reason with you but you don't listen, so now, let's talk about some unreasonable topics!"
As she said that, she stretched out her slender fingers and touched everyone one by one, "I will randomly select three people, and whoever I select will be the one who dares not to go, I will kick his balls open!"
This was somewhat crude, but no one dared to take it as a joke.
Because Song Qian, a tiger girl, really dares to kick!
"Lu Xiaoliu!"
Song Qian was the first to click on Lu Xiaoliu, and instantly, a helpless and wry smile appeared on Lu Xiaoliu's round face.
Although he was a little reluctant, he didn't refuse. After all, he and Song Xuan had been best friends since childhood. How could he stand by and watch when his brothers needed help?
"monkey!"
Song Qian's finger pointed at a young man who was thin and looked a little wretched.
Seeing that Song Qian had chosen him, the monkey wanted to cry, but he dared not speak out in anger, so he could only nod and bow honestly, and even flattered: "Sister Qian has good taste!"
"big cow!"
The last person selected was a burly man with a dark complexion and a height of nine feet. His body shape looked as frightening as an iron tower.
But for such a strong man like an iron man, after being called by Song Qian, his eye circles instantly turned red, and tears were visible to the naked eye.
"Sister Qian, can I not go?"
"My father said that he will arrange a marriage for me in the next two days. This matter is going to go wrong. What will I do if I can't find a wife in the future?"
