The next morning, Mrs. Song Lin made breakfast early, and then began to pack for her children who were about to travel far.
It is said that mothers are worried when their children travel thousands of miles away, but Mrs. Song Lin is not too worried about their safety. After all, she has been prepared in her heart since the day she married into the Song family.
In the Qianxuan Yiwei profession, people travel all over the world, and business trips are basically a common occurrence.
The only thing that worried her was that if she left, her children's marriage would probably have to be postponed for another year and a half.
Fortunately, Lin Daiyu's little niece is accompanying her this time. I can only hope that my son will be enlightened and have some sparks with Daiyu's child along the way.
After breakfast, his father Song Yuanshan also had to go to the Yamen to order a meal. After leaving the gate, he started to give Song Xuan instructions.
"When the errands are never done, don't work too hard when you get there. It's almost done."
Song Xuan nodded, not surprised by his father's instructions.
After all, fishing is a long-standing tradition of the old Song family.
"You have had ideas since you were a child, and you don't have anything to say to your father. Anyway, pay attention to safety. If you can't stay there, just come back. It's not a big deal. As a father, you can help you bear the pressure from above!"
Song Xuan nodded slightly and looked at his father up and down without any trace.
Lao Song was considered an old man in the Xuanyi Wei Yamen. I didn't expect that he would have such a domineering side today.
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After leaving home, Song Qian hired a carriage, and then the two of them drove towards Jia's house in Rongguo Mansion.
The ancestors of the Jia family had made great achievements following the founding ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and were awarded the title of Duke Rong, which was also a hereditary title.
But now, the Jia family has long since declined and only the title is left. In the huge Rongguo Duke's mansion, almost none of the family members are successful.
Of course, even if it is in decline, the hereditary title of Duke is placed there, and the Jia family's status is not low. Looking from a distance, outside the vast mansion, a group of servants are standing at the gate, looking arrogant. Patrolling the pedestrians coming and going around.
That gesture gave me the impression that everyone was from the countryside.
"Hey, what are you doing? You are not allowed to park in front of the Duke's Mansion!"
As soon as Song Xuan's carriage approached, servants from the Jia family came forward to drive him away.
Song Xuan was relatively low-key today and did not wear official uniforms. He was wearing a white Confucian scholar's robe, with a bit of scholarly atmosphere, and he looked elegant.
This kind of scholar, in the opinion of the servants of Rongguo Mansion, is the easiest to bully. Every year, many poor scholars come to Rongguo Mansion to make friends and have fun. If you encounter such people, just drive them away!
Stepping off the carriage, Song Xuan clasped his fists and saluted, "My Lord, Song Xuan, as agreed, I am here to pick up my cousin Lin Daiyu to go back to her hometown to visit her relatives. I hope that I will go and inform you."
"A relative of Miss Lin's family?"
The servant looked Song Xuan up and down. He didn't say the words he wanted to say to tell him to leave. He hesitated and said, "You guys, wait a moment. I'll call the manager over."
Watching the servant leave, Song Qian got off the carriage and looked at the old but extremely grand Duke's mansion, and couldn't help but feel a little envious.
"Brother, how about we build a big house like this in the future?"
Song Xuan said casually: "You can't live in a place like this if you have money. If the level is not enough, then it is trespassing."
"Is that so..." Song Qian's eyes were sizing up Song Xuan's body, and she whispered: "Brother, I think your promotion speed is still too slow."
Song Xuan chuckled twice and was too lazy to talk to her anymore.
After half a cup of tea, several servants walked over, surrounded by a middle-aged man. During this period, the words "Sir, please slow down" could be faintly heard.
The only person who can be called the eldest master in the Jia family is probably the current head of the eldest family, Jia She.
Jia She was not very capable and had a bad temper. He acted like a great master and looked at Song Xuan and Song Xuan with a scrutinizing look on his face.
He heard that Lin Daiyu went to visit relatives at her cousin's house some time ago, but he didn't pay attention to it, let alone the status of that family.
At this moment, when I saw that Song and Xuan were just two young people, and they didn't look like they were dressed like a wealthy family, I immediately felt a little contemptuous.
"Who informed you to come pick me up?"
Jia She stood on the steps and looked down at Song and Xuan.
Song Qian said: "I made an agreement with my cousin the day before yesterday to pick her up and leave Beijing early this morning. Didn't my cousin tell you?"
"What did she say? Eat my Jia family's food and drink my Jia family's food. When will it be her turn to have the final say in the Jia family?!"
Jia She shouted loudly: "Okay, you can go back. Even if she wants to leave Beijing to visit relatives, it is my Jia Mansion who should send someone to escort her. When will it be your outsiders' turn!"
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and glared at the steward arrogantly, "Steward Liu, don't bother me with this kind of thing in the future. I'm reading. In the Duke of Rongguo's house, anyone can come to have a relationship? "
"You're riding a horse..." Song Qian's temper was so bad that she started swearing.
Even Song Xuan, who had always had a good temper, turned cold at this moment. He raised his hand to hold down Song Qian who was about to take action, and said calmly: "Shake her!"
Song Qian glared at Jia She, took out a sleeve arrow from her sleeve robe, and raised her hand to the sky.
The next moment, Xiu arrows exploded like fireworks over Rongguo Mansion, blooming into a gorgeous character "Xuan" in mid-air.
"What do you mean?"
Jia She looked up and saw the special-looking fireworks. He seemed to have thought of something and stared at Song Xuan with a gloomy expression.
"Means nothing!"
Song Xuan sneered, "If you don't understand me if I talk to you carefully, then let's change it to a way that you can easily understand!"
Just as he finished speaking, at the end of the street, two Xuanyi guards wearing black battle robes and black iron swords at their waists rushed over on horseback, and stopped in front of Rongguo Mansion amidst the neighing of their horses.
"Brother Xuan, did you shoot the command arrow?"
Song Xuan nodded slightly, "I'm in some trouble and I need your help."
The two of them looked young, around seventeen or eighteen. Not only were they not embarrassed when they heard this, but they all showed excitement.
"Brother Xuan, tell me, who do you want to deal with?"
"Don't worry, just wait!"
Next, before it was time for a cup of tea, Xuanyi guards began to arrive one after another in front of the streets of Rongguofu. As the number of people increased, almost the entire street was crowded.
The black armor shone coldly under the sunlight, and the black iron sword that rubbed against the armor from time to time and made a metallic collision sound made Jia She tremble all over and feel dry.
"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. There's no need to engage in such a big battle, right?" Jia She's voice began to tremble.
This is really a bad time. I thought they were just two poor relatives with no identity. How come they stabbed Xuan Yiwei in the blink of an eye?
