Listening to those strange words, Song Xuan was not annoyed, but nodded seriously.
"What you said makes sense!"
After finishing speaking, Song Xuan raised his left hand and pointed it into a sword, and lightly drew it on the ground of the yard...
Tsk~~
A crimson sword energy that was more than three feet long roared out, like thunder and lightning, and then disappeared into the ground with a pop.
Then, visible to the naked eye, a large hole appeared on the ground that could easily bury a person.
Song Xuan spoke coldly and said: "There are only a few of us here. If there is any gossip outside, it must be spread by you two old pious women.
I don't have a very good temper. As long as I hear any rumors, someone will definitely fall into this trap! "
As he spoke, he stared at the faces of the two trembling old ladies for a moment, "Who do you think is suitable to lie down in this pit?"
As soon as these words came out, the two old ladies could no longer hold on and knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Sir, we are just servants here to serve the young lady. How dare we spread rumors about the young lady..."
"Young master, you are a great master, but please don't be like us old ladies..."
"Miss, please tell me something, we don't want to die, we really don't want to die..."
The two old ladies were crying and scared. The little cousin, who was wearing an emerald green dress and looked as calm as a beautiful flower shining on water, seemed to be frightened as well. She stood there looking at the big hole on the ground and was stunned for a moment. .
Song Qian was the first to react, looking left and right around the big pit, and then said excitedly: "Brother, have you been promoted to the Xiantian realm?"
"not yet!"
Song Qian pouted in disbelief, "Sword Qi, at least it must be used by an innate warrior who has condensed the flower of Qi, right? Are you really not innate?"
Song Xuan waved his hand, "We'll talk about this later. I'm a little tired. I'll go back to the house to rest first."
When passing by Lin Daiyu, he paused and said, "Your body is too weak and your life is short-lived. If you have time, you can learn some physical fitness skills from your cousin."
After saying that, without waiting for her response, he walked into his room, leaving his little cousin who was still a little confused.
"This kid can't speak at all!"
Mother Song sighed silently. She wanted Daiyu to marry into the Lin family, but judging from her son's attitude, she didn't seem to have such intention.
We've only met each other a few times, and the words are short-lived. What woman would like such a single-minded man?
Song Yuanshan, on the other hand, looked at the big hole on the ground thoughtfully.
He knew that although his son and daughter had been low-key in the past, their strength was definitely not weak, but he never thought that this was not only not weak, but also a bit ridiculously strong.
In the evening, Song Qian pushed the door into Song Xuan's room carrying her lunch box.
"You didn't knock on the door!"
Song Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, his sword placed on his legs. When he heard the movement, he slowly opened his eyes and sighed silently.
Song Qian stuck out her tongue and quickly promised, "Next time for sure!"
As she said that, she put the lunch box on the table and said, "You didn't eat at night, so I went to the kitchen to make some for you. Can you make do with it while it's hot?"
Song Xuan stood up without being polite, picked up the steamed buns and started eating with two side dishes.
Song Qian skillfully poured him a cup of tea and said, "Brother, have you really not broken through to the innate realm?"
Song Xuan shook his head, "Not even close!"
Hearing this, Song Qian suddenly became excited, "You are so powerful before you have even broken through. If you break through to the Xiantian realm, wouldn't you be invincible, brother?"
"Thinking too much!"
Song Xuan took a sip of tea and said, "There are so many strong people in this world. It's far from being as simple as you think."
Song Qian said oh and did not continue the topic. She knew that her brother had always been modest and cautious, and even if he was really invincible, he would never admit it.
"Brother, your sword strike today scared our little cousin. She has been in a daze since she returned to the room, and she didn't respond much when I spoke to her."
Song Xuan smiled and said: "She has been staying in the boudoir of the Jia family for these years, and she has been in contact with some talented women and literati. It is probably the first time she has encountered people like us who wield swords and guns, and she can't react for a while. It’s also normal.”
"If she really wants to learn martial arts from me, then should I teach her?"
Song Xuan pondered for a moment, "Teach me!"
Inexplicably, the image of "Lin Daiyu pulling up a weeping willow" appeared in his mind. This image was so beautiful that he even had some expectations.
The next day,
After breakfast, Song Xuan was ready to go to the Yamen to attend work.
He has been relatively free recently. Since the flower-picking case was completed last time, the Yamen has not given him any new cases for the time being, so Prince Song is naturally happy to be free.
In the inspection department's yamen, Song Xuan and Zhao Dezhu each had a handful of melon seeds, drinking tea and eating melon seeds.
"It feels like the Imperial City has been quite quiet these days." Song Xuan said while spitting out melon seed peels.
"The Tian family has fallen, and the big men in the court are busy carving up the profits. The emperor also wants to take this opportunity to adjust and balance certain forces."
Zhao Dezhu drank tea and said leisurely: "There are many powerful people in the imperial capital, and they are not fools. Now is the most intense time for power and profit in the court, and no one dares to come out and cause trouble at this time.
If those second-generation young men don't cause trouble, the streets will naturally be much calmer. "
Song Xuan nodded.
The Zhou Dynasty had been established for three hundred years, and there were quite a few princes and princes in the imperial capital. He knew the virtues of the descendants of those nobles very well.
The better part is that he also knows that he works as a third-class Xuanyi guard in the Xuanyi Wei Yamen. Although he is still dawdling, at least he has an errand and will not be idle all day long.
On the bad side, they really don't do anything about human affairs. Bullying men, dominating women, and fighting are almost commonplace.
Song Xuan used to be a third-class Xuanyi guard and didn't have much dealings with those second-class ancestors. But now that he has been promoted to the second class, there will be cases that he needs to handle from time to time. It is estimated that he will inevitably have contact with those guys in the future.
Song Xuan felt a little uncomfortable at the thought of being associated with those guys who looked at people through their nostrils.
He was afraid that if he couldn't bear it, he would have to bury several people!
After chatting for a while, Old Zhao had something to deal with. When Song Xuan got up and left, and was about to take a walk on the street, he saw Lu Xiaoliu running all the way from outside the Yamen.
"Brother Xuan, come with me quickly."
"What happened?"
"There is a member of the Communist Party of China outside the city whose wife has died."
"What does his dead wife have to do with me? I don't have Meng De's hobbies."
"It has something to do with Song Qian!"
Lu Xiaoliu spoke very quickly: "Nothing happened in the yamen. Song Qian came to Dianmao today and ran away. She took my second sister and your cousin out of the city for an outing."
Song Xuan's expression changed and he frowned: "So, they hacked someone's wife to death outside the city?"
