The woman was dripping with cold sweat and looked at the Xuanyi guard on duty at the Qianhu Yamen with a hint of pleading in her eyes.
But unfortunately, in response to her gaze, the two people on duty turned their heads and turned away without even looking at her.
As long as people in the martial arts community don't attack the government offices of their thousands of households, even if they kill people right in front of the government offices, they will ignore them.
Song Xuan was amazed when he saw it.
He knew that the Xuanyi Guards in the Southern Song Dynasty were terrible, but it was beyond his expectation that they were so bad.
"Okay Xiao Qian, stop making trouble!"
Song Xuan took a step forward, looked at the woman in Xuanyi robe casually, and said, "Aren't you from this Qianhusuo?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Song Qian's invisible murderous intention dissipated, and the woman suddenly felt relaxed all over, and she almost moaned in comfort.
The feeling of escaping death is so comfortable.
Wiping the cold sweat on her forehead, the woman clasped her fists and said, "I am Zhang Yurou, from Baihusuo in Huaicheng County. On the order of Lord Baihu, I came here to pay homage to Lord Qianhu and give you a gift for moving into a new home.
I hope that the young master and young lady will forgive you for what you have just offended! "
She had a look of respect and fear on her face.
In the Southern Song Dynasty, the Xuanyi Guards were weak, and the major martial arts sects and aristocratic families were the real ones in control.
It was enough for her to say a few bad words behind her back, but if someone caught her in front of her, even if she was beaten to death, the Yamen would never stand up for her.
If you die, you will die in vain!
Song Xuan glanced around. They were all empty-handed. Except for the weapons hanging on their waists, they didn't look like they were here to send gifts.
"Where's your gift?"
Zhang Yurou said hurriedly: "Baihu didn't say anything. I just said that I came to meet Mr. Qianhu, and Qianhu would naturally know."
"Ha~~"
Song Qian was happy on the sidelines.
Staring at Zhang Yurou with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen a fool like you count the money happily after being sold. Don't you know that you are the gift?"
Zhang Yurou was stunned and looked sideways at the people behind her in confusion.
The few Xiaoqi who were with her turned around in embarrassment, not daring to look at her.
"You all know that, right?"
Zhang Yurou still didn't understand the meaning of these people's gestures, but she didn't get angry, she just sighed in disappointment.
"I'm blind. From now on, we'll just pretend we've never known each other!"
Several people had some shame on their faces, and one of them whispered: "Boss, we have seniors and juniors, so we can't lose this job. We really don't dare to disobey the orders of Master Baihu."
"Yes!" Someone echoed: "If you want to blame, it's because you are too serious. It's a big deal for people in the martial arts to kill a few people, but you have to be serious every time and have to put people on trial!
Master Baihu had to apologize to other sects many times, which made him very embarrassed. "
"Boss, we are not trying to sell you. It is true that your temperament is not suitable for staying in a small yamen like Baihusuo. You should have a bigger stage. Qianhusuo yamen is where you should come!"
"Anyway, we have already brought you here. As for whether you can enter or not the Thousand Household Yamen, it's up to you. We'll just say goodbye. We'll never see you again!"
With that said, several people turned around and rode away without looking back.
Zhang Yurou stood there dejectedly, looking at the Qianhu Yamen, and then at the brothers and sisters standing aside watching the show. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.
Song Xuan ignored her, but walked to the door of Qianhu House and said in a deep voice: "I call you Qianhu to come out!"
The two Xuanyi guards, who were lazily looking like they had nothing to do with themselves, immediately stood up straight.
"I wonder what sect this young hero comes from, and why does he want to come to our Lord Qianhu?"
Song Xuan took out a token and said indifferently: "I am the Supervisor of Songzhou, the Great Zhou Xuanyi Guard, Song Xuan! Ask Zhou Dawei to come out to see me as soon as possible!"
Zhou Dawei is the Qianhu of the Qianhu Yamen of Jiangnan Prefecture, with an ordinary name.
Before Song Xuan came to Songzhou, he learned the names and basic information of the twelve thousand households in Songzhou.
This man named Zhou Dawei is not weak in strength. He is a master of Yihua. Even if he is not in the Xuanyiwei system, he is still a figure in the world of the Southern Song Dynasty.
As Song Xuan announced his identity, Xiaoqi, the Xuanyi guard on duty, was stunned. One of them did not dare to neglect and hurriedly ran towards the Yamen.
Zhang Yurou, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide and said with a hint of expectation in her tone, "Sir, are you from the Imperial Capital?"
"Um!"
Zhang Yurou said excitedly: "Sir, I don't know how many troops you have brought with you. Is there going to be any big move in the imperial capital?"
"You ask too many questions!"
Song Qian glanced at her, "I understand now why you were betrayed. How can you still be so simple in your words and deeds at such an old age?"
"I, I'm not even thirty yet, so I'm not that old, right?"
Song Qian rolled her eyes at her and was too lazy to talk to her anymore. Am I discussing age with you now?
Soon, a crowd of people came to the Qianhu Yamen.
One of them, a fat middle-aged man, walked over quickly, surrounded by hundreds of households and general banners.
Before they even left the gate, the fat man laughed heartily and said, "Sir, you are here. Why don't you send someone to let me know, so that I can prepare a welcome ceremony in advance?"
There was a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes, and even his polite words were without any sincerity.
Hearing the report from the people below that a Xuanyi Guard inspector came outside, he was so frightened that he thought someone from the imperial capital was going to deal with him.
But after seeing clearly the appearance of the Song Xuan brother and sister, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Just two young people who look immature, how powerful can they be?
It was probably arranged by the gentlemen in the imperial capital to get senior qualifications. This kind of raw melon and egg was the easiest to deal with. It was easy to deal with all the tricks of people who were obsessed with life and money.
Song Xuan chuckled twice, "I heard that Master Zhou has moved to a new residence, but he is still busy coming to greet me. I didn't bother you, right?"
"You're welcome, sir. If you can come to my place as a guest, I have to put aside my very important personal matters, right?"
At this moment, from behind the crowd, a carefree and rough voice came, "Surnamed Zhou, how did you go about the matter that the owner of my village told you?
Don't delay today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. No matter what happens today, you must give me an explanation! "
Zhou Dawei's expression changed, and he cupped his hands towards Song Xuan and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll take care of it. I'll be here soon!"
With that said, Zhou Dawei took a step forward and appeared behind the crowd, murmuring in a low voice with an old man with long gray hair.
But it seemed that the two of them had not reached an agreement, and the gray-haired old man shouted loudly: "I don't care what the supervisor Xuanyi is, it's been more than half a month, and you don't have any clues about the thief who killed my young master.
If you don’t give me a reasonable explanation today, believe it or not, I will blow the head of your supervisor right now! "
