Times have changed, and the era of Xingyun Villa has passed. In the eyes of many people in the world, now is the era of Wujue.
Today, Song Xuan made it clear in this lobby that the era can be divided into five categories, but I have the final say as to what the rules of this world are!
After finishing the melon seeds in his hand, Song Xuan continued: "My rules are very simple.
The rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes. I, Xuanyi Wei, don’t care about the vendettas and intrigues in the rivers and lakes, but the premise is that ordinary people must not be harmed!
Anyone who kills and maims the people indiscriminately without any reason, no matter who he is, will be hunted to the ends of the earth to death! "
He clapped his hands and looked at everyone, "Does anyone else have anything to add?"
Zhou Dawei hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Sir, it's easy to talk to the general Jianghu forces, but the forces in Wujue may not be willing to listen!"
"It doesn't matter!"
Song Xuan said nonchalantly: "Spread the word first and spread it everywhere. As for those who are disobedient, it doesn't matter. Kill them a few times and they will be honest."
"I understand!" Zhou Dawei bowed slightly, but did not sit down directly. Instead, he debated whether to continue speaking.
"If you have something to say, just say it!"
Zhou Dawei quickly stood up straight and said humbly: "Sir, you are like this. After learning about your arrival in the Southern Song Dynasty, several other households in the Southern Song Dynasty wanted to come here to see you.
But I'm afraid of wasting your time, so I asked you for your instructions. What do you think? "
Song Xuan said nothing and glanced at Song Qian.
Song Erni understood, "My brother likes to be clean. Just reply to them and follow the will of the supervisor. There is no need to worry about settling the accounts later.
As for them, they don’t need to come, as long as the ceremony arrives. "
Zhou Dawei was startled and looked at Song Xuan subconsciously.
Song Xuanhan said with a smile: "Just do what Song Qian said. Of course, forget about the etiquette and other things she said, I am not interested in some things that smell like copper."
"I understand, sir, don't worry, I will definitely return to my humble position!"
Zhou Dawei finally sat down with peace of mind. As for what Song Xuan said about the gift, he just listened to it. How could he dare to take it seriously.
Miss Song had already said it herself, people were welcome but courtesy was required. If he really dared to turn a deaf ear, he might be buried in a mass grave at Xingyun Villa the next day.
"Okay, that's it!"
Song Xuan stood up and looked at Zhou Dawei, "You summoned thousands of households from all over the country. It's time for the Xuanyi Guards to mobilize their power. Kill when they need to and arrest when they need to, regardless of what force the other party comes from.
No matter how powerful he is, he is not as powerful as my Xuanyi Guard!
The sky is falling, I will give you the full truth! "
Under the adoring gazes of Zhou Dawei and all the Xuanyi guards, Song Xuan left the hall and returned to the familiar backyard, lying on the bench and basking in the sun lazily.
It was such an aboveboard fishery, but no one thought there was anything wrong with it.
In the view of Zhou Dawei and others, as a boss, you can be lazy and fish for fish, but you cannot shirk when things happen, and you have to shoulder the things that should be shouldered.
Subordinates don't ask for much. As long as the boss doesn't blame others and is willing to support his subordinates when things go wrong, he is an excellent superior!
.....
Song Qian changed into a long purple dress with twin ponytails. Her beauty was a bit more playful. At this moment, she was eating a candied haws in one hand and came to Song Xuan's side.
"Brother, try it. Yurou bought the hawthorn, I boiled the candy with my own hands, and made it myself!"
Song Xuan was reading a book at this time. When he saw Er Ni coming, he put the book aside, took the candied haws and took a bite.
"Well, it's sweet and sour. It's better than the Zhou's shop right next door to ours!"
"Hehe, I'm pretty good at my craftsmanship!" Song Qian was very proud, "Someday I don't want to be a Xuanyi guard anymore. I can support myself by opening a shop."
"As long as you like it!"
Song Xuan didn't preach anything. Whatever his sister liked, she could do it if she wanted to. He didn't dare to say that he could make her happy in everything, but he had no problem protecting her for the rest of her life.
But the next moment, his face turned dark.
Because Song Erni was holding the book he had just put down in her hand, and she was smiling.
"Brother, isn't this the Jin Ping Mei you have at home? When did you bring it?"
Song Xuan calmly took the book back and said calmly: "There have been a lot of murders recently. Reading more literary books will help cultivate your sentiments."
"I know!"
Song Qian looked like she understood the king, "It's better to be obsessed with lust than to be obsessed with murder, right?"
Song Xuan felt his temples beating slightly.
Song Erni knows too much about his dark history, so this girl should not stay for a long time!
Seeing her brother's face starting to look a little weird, Song Qian grinned and ran away.
"Brother, I went shopping with Yurou. If you are really depressed, I will tie her up and send her to your bed tonight!"
Listening to Song Qian's teasing laughter that gradually disappeared, Song Xuan stood up from the bench, no longer interested in cultivating his sentiments.
When he was thinking about whether to go out for a walk, Zhou Dawei from a thousand households came quickly outside the yard to see him.
"Sir, a team of general bannermen under Beizhi have disappeared in a small town on the border of the prefecture. Beizhi may have to go out for a trip, so I came here to report to Your Excellency."
"oh?"
Song Xuan took the secret letter from Zhou Dawei's hand, quickly browsed the information recorded on it, and then waved his hand.
"Let me handle this!"
The next moment, he jumped up, and in an instant he jumped hundreds of feet into the sky. Then his body was like a cloud on the horizon, moving with the wind, and soon disappeared in Hangzhou.
I have nothing to do today. I don't want to practice or listen to music, so let's go kill a few people who don't have eyesight.
...
After Song Xuan traveled hundreds of miles in the air, he landed outside a small border county outside Jiangnan Mansion.
The small county town is not big, with only tens of thousands of people at full capacity, but Song Xuan was attracted the moment he landed.
Mainly because this small town does have some quirks.
The small town is not big and there are not many people, but in Song Xuan's perception, whether it is an inn owner, a casino owner, a vegetable vendor on the street, or even a turtle man in a brothel, they all have strong qualities. Cultivation.
I dare not say that all the people in this small town are warriors, but most of them have martial arts skills. Song Xuan even sensed the "power" that only a master can have in a slovenly man who picked up excrement!
In a small border town, a group of martial arts people lived in seclusion. Among them, there was even a martial arts master, which immediately attracted Song Xuan's attention.
The moment Song Xuan stepped into the city gate, everyone on the street, whether they were pedestrians, vendors on the roadside, or beggars begging for food, subconsciously looked up at him.
But when Song Xuan glanced at him, these people looked away as if nothing had happened. They were doing whatever they were supposed to do. They didn't seem to care about Song Xuan, a stranger at all.
But only Song Xuan knew that there were many people behind him, staring at his back with different expressions.
