Back home, in the yard, dad Song Yuanshan was taking a nap and enjoying the sun.
Seeing his eldest son coming back, he opened his eyes sleepily and yawned.
"Didn't you bring your wife back?"
Song Xuan chuckled, "Definitely next time!"
Song Yuanshan seemed to look away and stopped urging, "You can make up your own mind. I have already negotiated with the old Lu family. When you and that girl Qingxue want to get married, just let them know. The wedding can happen at any time. It can be done!”
"knew."
Song Xuan casually pulled a chair aside and sat down, "Where is my beloved mother?"
Song Yuanshan poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I'm going to your cousin's house. Your cousin's family was transferred back to the imperial capital last month. Lin Ruhai is now the left minister of the Ministry of Hubu, acting as the minister of the Ministry of Hubu.
If nothing unexpected happens, the pronoun will be removed next year at the latest. "
Song Xuan was not surprised.
Today is a man who loves money. If it weren't for the wealth that Lin Ruhai had obtained for him over the years, the treasury would have been empty and the court would not be able to move.
For officials like Lin Ruhai who were good at amassing wealth, the emperor would naturally put them in high regard.
"By the way..." Song Yuanshan suddenly said, "How do you feel?"
The words were incomprehensible, but Song Xuan understood what he meant and said with a smile: "Fortunately, after I got lucky, I realized that some things can't be obtained simply by hard work or extraordinary aptitude.
Some things, if they are in life, they are there; if they are not, they are not! "
What he is talking about is the three congenital flowers.
After killing Mu Taoist and obtaining the Flower of Luck Gathering God, he had some enlightenment.
The third innate flower is not something you can gather and succeed simply because you have the qualifications and perseverance. Without great luck and destiny, even if you try to gather it with national luck like Taoist Mu, you will only end up dead and destroyed in the end. fate.
If God doesn't agree, you won't even have a chance even if you risk your life!
Song Yuanshan looked at him with deep meaning, "Then do you think you have this fate now?"
Song Xuan muttered: "I dare not say that I have this destiny, but at least I have the preliminary qualifications to become a perfect master."
Song Yuanshan stood up with satisfaction, "It's getting late. I'll go to the Lin Mansion to pick up your mother and take her home. The family will get together tonight."
Seeing his father leave, Song Xuan's expression became solemn.
On the way back from Qingzhou, he was thinking about a question.
Who is the person who deceived Mu Taoist into a grievance?
At first, he thought it was Zhao Dezhu.
But now it seems that his father is more suspicious.
My old father seems to be idle and fishing all day long, but he probably knows all about his experiences in Qingzhou. This is not the skill that a fisherman should have.
"Mysterious!"
Song Xuan muttered, but didn't ask any more questions.
Just like, his father never asked him what kind of skills he practiced, and he never asked his father what his strength was or what he was busy with every day.
After all, he is his father. Even if he wants to rebel, can his son stop him?
There was no one in the yard. Song Xuan pointed with his hand, and the two long swords behind his back flew into his bedroom. Then he walked to the door of Song Qian's room.
Song Erni was not practicing, but lying helplessly at the window, looking at him with tears in her eyes.
"Brother~~"
Song Xuan gave it to him with a smile, "Erya, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so embarrassed? You can't even get out of the door?"
"I don't dare..." Song Qian wiped her tears, "As soon as I go out in a disorderly manner, my father will beat me with the seven wolves!"
As she said that, she glared at Song Xuan resentfully, "It's all your fault. It was not a good gift at the beginning. I had to give it to the seven wolves! Also, my name is not Erya!"
"I got it, Ernie!"
Song Xuan took out a few gadgets from his sleeves, including rattles, whistles, clay figurines and other gadgets. "Hey, I brought you some local specialties from Qingzhou. You can play with them."
Song Qian rolled her eyes at him, "I'm not a child anymore, so you're just trying to fool me with these kid-friendly toys?"
Saying this, she stretched out her hand from the window and held a few gadgets in her hand.
Soon, her excited voice sounded from inside the room, "Is this rattle inlaid with gold?"
"It's not inlaid with gold, it's made of pure gold, and the drum head is made of rhinoceros skin."
Song Qian played with the whistle, "It feels so cold to the touch. What kind of material is it made of?"
"It's made of deep sea ice. It's said to be black ice, but it belongs to a special kind of cold iron. It matches your technique very well. When the whistle blows, it can be heard within dozens of miles."
Victoria Song was having a great time, "Brother, these things cost a lot of money, right?"
"Brother has money, he can do whatever he wants!"
With his current strength and status, money is really something extraneous to him.
If he wants to obtain some holy land martial arts and magic weapons, it may be difficult, but if it is just some other gadgets, that is, just opening his mouth, someone will naturally take care of it for him.
...
Song Xuan did not rush to take office, but stayed in the imperial capital for half a month.
During this period, he sent a letter to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, asking them to go directly to Songzhou to wait for him.
As the inspector of Songzhou, he must bring some teams there.
Of course, he was delayed in setting off, mainly because he was waiting for Song Qian.
He couldn't wait. Ever since he came back, this girl had been crying and begging him to take her with him after she came out of seclusion next month. He agreed softly.
For this reason, my father muttered a few words to him.
Song Erni doesn't look like a lady at all. It's all because you, the elder brother, didn't teach her well.
Why is Erya so impatient in martial arts? It's all because of you!
In order to hide from the silence, Song Xuan walked out of the house with a bucket and a fishing rod under his father's unhappy eyes.
Fisherman, be fearless!
Outside the imperial capital, Song Xuan randomly chose a suitable place for fishing. After making a nest, he sat cross-legged on the ground and waited for the fish to take the bait.
He actually likes fishing, mainly because he likes the sense of unknown.
I don’t know when the fish will bite, I don’t know what fish I will catch, and I don’t know how much I will harvest in a day. The sense of unknown and expectation is quite interesting.
During this period, he did not practice as hard as before.
He had killed too much, and the murderous intention in his body was too strong. During this period in the imperial capital, he planned to cultivate his moral character and cultivate his sentiments.
While squinting and looking at the clear river water in a daze, Song Xuan heard movement beside him and looked sideways.
But I saw a noble man about thirty years old, dressed in brocade and mink fur. He casually took off his luxurious robe and spread it on the ground. Then he sat lazily on the ground and started fishing leisurely.
Song Xuan looked back, feeling solemn in his heart.
Although he was in a daze just now and didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation, he only reacted when this person came to his side. This method alone cannot be underestimated.
Regarding this, Song Xuan couldn't help but sigh secretly.
This place in the Imperial Capital is really a place full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Any fisherman you meet is a master who cannot be underestimated.
