Chapter 33 Is your father still alive?

Style: Fantasy Author: Jin ZichenWords: 2182Update Time: 24/01/11 06:52:18
Zhao Dezhu spoke impassionedly, but Song Xuan's scalp went numb when he heard it.

"No, Uncle Zhao, I just want to be a hundred households. I am not the only one in Jiangzhe Prefecture, and there are thousands of households in charge.

I am going to be an official, not to fight. There is no need to be so exaggerated, right? "

Zhao Dezhu shook his head slightly, "Jiangzhe Mansion is the largest mansion in Mingzhou, and it is also the most prosperous place in Mingzhou. It is an important tax revenue base for the imperial court. This place has always been valued by the imperial court.

The hundred families who died this time belonged to the Xu family. The Xu family, like us, is one of the 120 hereditary Xuanyiwei families in the imperial capital.

Our families don’t have any titles, but we are rooted in the Xuanyiwei system. We are tied to the Great Zhou Dynasty, and we are also the most trusted force by the emperor.

Suddenly, hundreds of members of the Xu family died inexplicably, and it was in a sensitive area like Jiangzhe Prefecture that was focused on by the court. This was unusual.

I guess that the Qianhu Institute in Jiangzhe Prefecture has probably been infiltrated by other forces, which is something the emperor will never tolerate.

You handled the case beautifully last time. I guess the emperor has noticed you. He sent you to take up the post this time, and he also has the intention of letting you find out what happened. "

Song Xuan frowned.

The reason why he took the second-class Xuanyi Guard assessment in the first place was because of the welfare benefits after promotion and to make it easier to fish at work.

You suddenly promoted me and entrusted me with important responsibilities. You made me very surprised.

After get off work, Song Xuan ignored Lu Xiaoliu's invitation to listen to music, and went home alone.

In the yard, two nuns from the Jia Mansion were sweeping the floor. Song Qian was eating grapes with her legs crossed and supervising her little cousin Lin Daiyu's steps.

"Are you absent from work again?" Song Xuan asked casually.

Song Xuan spat out the grape skins in his mouth and said vaguely: "It's past midnight this morning. There's nothing going on in the Yamen anyway. I just happened to come back to teach sister Daiyu how to practice martial arts. Her body is too weak, so we have to start by polishing her body."

Song Xuan hummed and didn't care. Unless there were special arrangements from above, the second-class Xuanyi guards were usually relatively free.

Everyone is fishing, including Song Qian.

After returning home, he took off his official uniform and changed into a white robe. After washing his face in the yard, Song Xuan said casually: "You have been promoted!"

"ah?"

Song Qian was stunned for a moment, then asked hurriedly: "How many levels have you upgraded?"

"First level, deputy 100 households!"

"Oh..." Song Qian suddenly lost interest, "It's just a hundred households, and I'm still a deputy, so it's not interesting. Brother, what about you?"

"I am Baihu!"

"Will the monthly salary be more in the future?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Twenty taels more."

"Twenty taels for one person, forty taels for two people!" Song Qian clasped her fingers, "That's 4,800 taels more in one year, and 120,000 in three years. Brother, we can take the east side of the city in three years. I bought the Marquis Mansion!"

Lin Daiyu, who was holding back her face until her face turned red and stuttered, burst out laughing.

Song Qian snorted: "Why are you laughing? Do you think I am wrong?"

"Sister, what did you say? I think your calculation is too accurate. Being an errand in Xuanyi Guard is a waste of talent. You should go to the Ministry of Household Affairs!"

When she said this, Song Qian raised her chin slightly and said with a smile: "That's right. My brother has said that I am an arithmetic genius since I was a child. You also said the same. It seems that my talent is really good."

Lin Daiyu pursed her lips and endured it, but finally raised her hand to cover her mouth and looked at cousin Song Xuan with smiles in her eyes.

At this moment, Song Xuan also looked speechless, which was very different from his previous calm and indifferent image, which made Lin Daiyu quite interesting.

"In a few days, we are going to Mingzhou Jiangzhe Prefecture to take office! Please prepare, we will set off early the day after tomorrow!"

"Ah? Going to Jiangzhe Prefecture?"

Song Qian seemed a little unhappy, "We are not familiar with that place, how come we were arranged there?"

"Oh, a hundred households just died there, and I just happened to be there to fill the vacancy, otherwise I wouldn't be able to take the seat of these hundreds of households."

"I know, brother, that you have made a great contribution, and if you want to be promoted and get a raise, it's a good time for those hundreds of families to die!"

Song Xuan sighed, "He died a little early. I had no intention of becoming an official elsewhere."

"That's it..." Song Qian pondered for a moment, "Then when we get to Jiangzhe Mansion, I'll dig up his grave!"

"Yeah!" Song Xuan nodded, "You really need to dig it out. Only by doing it can you be sure of something."

Lin Daiyu was dumbfounded as she listened to the conversation between her cousin and her cousin. Were these two people really speaking human words?

If you are not satisfied with the fact that someone has died to make room for you, you still have to go dig the grave and work in the Xuanyi Guard profession. Are your ideas so weird?

Of course, Lin Daiyu didn't care at all about the issue of digging the grave. She was staring at Song Xuan eagerly at the moment, and Song Xuan was muttering in his heart.

Are all the little girls today so bold?

Brother is a bit more handsome, but if you look at it, can you be a little more reserved? Being so passionate and unrestrained doesn’t fit your sister Lin’s personality!

"cousin......"

Lin Daiyu shouted softly and asked with some expectation: "When you go to Jiangzhe Mansion, can you take me with you?"

Song Xuan shook his head, "We are going on business, not for sightseeing. It's not appropriate for you to follow us!"

Lin Daiyu said hurriedly: "My father is an official in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. I haven't seen him for many years. Can you take me with you?"

"Your father?" Song Xuan was stunned, "Lin Ruhai?"

Upon hearing her father's name, Lin Daiyu's face became solemn, she bowed gracefully and said, "My father is indeed called by that name."

Song Xuan hesitated and asked, "Is your father still alive?"

According to the setting of Dream of Red Mansions, her father died of illness when Lin Daiyu was about ten years old.

And now Lin Daiyu is almost fifteen years old. Her father must have been dead for four or five years, right?

Lin Daiyu's expression changed when she heard this, her eyes became sharp, and she said angrily: "Cousin, I respect you as my elder brother, but how can you curse my father like this?

My father also wrote a letter last month. Although he was ill, he was being treated by a doctor and there was no fear for his life! "

Song Xuan was a little stunned.

It seems that he took it for granted. After all, this is not a simple world of Dream of Red Mansions, but a martial arts world that integrates multiple martial arts worlds. Lin Daiyu has become his little cousin. She also has a living father, which seems normal, right?

Song Xuan was not the kind of person who said something wrong and said something harsh, so he apologized immediately, "It was my choice of words that was inappropriate. I thought you had been living in Jia's house and your relatives at home were no longer here."

Seeing that Lin Daiyu's eyes were filled with tears, he immediately said: "Since my cousin wants to go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province to find relatives, then come with me. Your cousin will be with you on the way."

"Thank you cousin!"

The little cousin turned from sadness to joy and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiling sweetly at Song Xuan and Song Qian.

"Then I will go back to Jia Mansion tonight and tell my ancestors that they have loved me very much these years. If I want to leave, I will have to get her permission."

Song Xuan nodded, "You go back to Jia's Mansion first. We will pick you up outside Jia's Mansion early the next morning!"