Chapter 66: Telling the truth while drunk? (Additional update 7 for Da Meng Drifting in Melbourne)

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Although these ghosts are all new ghosts, their cultivation level is much worse than that of the previous female ghost Zhu Hong, who was close to the Yin God and could almost control objects and hurt people. However, because they had great resentment when they died, they turned into fierce ghosts directly after death, and After being nourished by the majestic yin energy in this well, his ability is actually not small.

The blood energy of ordinary Ming Jin warriors may not be able to block them. If they are attacked, the soul will be seriously injured or even killed, ranging from a serious illness to serious injuries.

Just like the golden armored god who was imagined by Song Yu that day and slapped Wen Huacai to death.

Ordinary people would basically die if they got caught up in this thing.

Therefore, the people who created these ghosts are really evil.

Song Yu had killed several fierce ghosts and calculated the time, but there was no way he could use the double cultivation technique here to practice.

Just turn around and go home.

The next morning.

After Song Yu got up early and washed up, he invited Butler Sun over during breakfast.

When Sun Ping saw Song Yu, he bowed and saluted: "Master, are you looking for me?"

Song Yu smiled and asked him to sit down, and then asked: "Uncle Sun should know about my recent promotion, right?"

A smile appeared on Sun Ping's face, he nodded and said: "I know, everyone is very happy. I knew before that the young master was a great talent, and promotion was a matter of time, but I didn't expect that he would be promoted to the fifth rank so quickly. I also talked to Xue Qi The lady was discussing whether to hold a banquet, and the young lady said she would wait until the young master comes back before making a decision."

Song Yu said: "I've been busy with a lot of errands recently, and I'm afraid I won't have time to celebrate for a while, but we can have a small celebration at home. It just so happens that I've been here for such a long time that I can't even recognize everyone in the family. You can exchange a few hundred more coins and give them to everyone."

Sun Ping didn't think about it and said happily: "We are really lucky to meet a master like the master. It's hard for the master to be so busy with official duties and still thinking about us servants. When do you think the time is suitable? I will go there in person. Prepare!"

Song Yu thought for a while and realized that the last fifty miles of the Northern Qi Mission had been tormented a lot by him. He probably wouldn't be able to recover in a day or two, so he said, "Just tonight, I may start to be busy again tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." stand up."

"Okay, then I'll get ready now!" Sun Ping stood up happily.

"By the way, Uncle Sun, send someone to the manager next door and invite Xiao Qing over," Song Yu said.





evening.

The lights in Song's house are brightly lit, and the aroma from the kitchen spreads outside.

The head of the family has been promoted to the fifth rank of Doctor Xuanzheng, which is a great joy for everyone in the family.

In particular, the head of the family generously asked the butler to give out laoshi to everyone, and almost everyone was very happy.

There is a huge living room in the middle courtyard, enough to accommodate dozens of people dining at the same time.

Originally, Su Chaoyun left behind a total of thirty-five nursing staff, servants, maids, mothers-in-law, and cooks. Song Yu's side, including him and Xiao Qing, totaled nineteen.

More than fifty people gathered together, the atmosphere was lively and lively.

During the banquet, these people, led by Sun Ping, came over to toast Song Yu.

They all introduced themselves excitedly first, and then drank.

In the past, even Su Chaoyun was very kind to them, but it was never like drinking with the head of the family at the same table as now.

Song Yu is young, handsome, and has a gentle tone. He has an excellent attitude no matter who he treats.

When facing younger people, he would ask where his hometown is, whether he is used to living here, and whether he makes enough money to spend.

The older ones asked them if they had any children, who else was in the family, and how often they could go back to see them.

Then he will explain seriously to Butler Sun who is standing aside. If anyone has any difficulties, the steward will help solve them. If they can't be solved, come to him. We are all a family.

"Since I am the head of your family, and since we are all destined to get to know each other, I should be the big tree behind you."

Butler Sun also listened carefully, and then thanked Song Yu together with these people. At the end, he also said: "I am a kindhearted man and a generous man. You guys also listen well. If you have any difficulties, come to me, but I will not allow it outside." You are doing whatever you want in the name of the master. We are still a small family now, but there will be more people in the future. You will all have opportunities for promotion, but you must learn to cherish them. If I know who is dishonest outside, don't blame me for serving you."

Everyone agreed, with gratitude in their eyes. It was impossible to even dream of seeing such a householder on the stall.

At this time, a young man in charge of purchasing at home came over to toast.

He looks to be thirty-six or seventeen years old, with an ordinary appearance. At first glance, he looks like a loyal and honest person. He doesn't speak loudly and speaks softly, even a bit like a eunuch.

Sun Ping introduced Song Yu: "Young master, his name is Shen San. He comes from the same hometown as Xiaoren. He came here to join us about six or seven years ago. He is slightly related to an aunt in my family. He is loyal and honest. Although he is responsible for purchasing. This is such a sensitive matter, but there has never been any mistakes in these years. At first, I was worried and often went to the market to inquire about prices..."

A cook next to him said with a smile: "One time I went shopping with him and negotiated prices with others. I got angry with the stall owner and said, "It's a shame that you come from a wealthy family, but you still argue with me over a penny or two. It's really terrible." So stingy!"

Shen San looked at Song Yu with an embarrassed expression and said: "Master, I am not as good as the housekeeper and Aunt Wu said. I only know that I will work for whomever takes care of the job. Master, just take a sip. The little one did it!"

As he spoke, he picked up the wine bowl in his hand and drank a large bowl in one go.

Everyone cheered.

Sun Ping also laughed and scolded: "You poor guy, I don't know how expensive the wine is today. It's like an ox chewing peonies. You'll be blind after drinking it!"

Song Yu picked up the wine glass with a smile and drank it all in one gulp: "No problem, have a good drink today!"

Shen San suddenly showed excitement, and smiled flatteringly at Sun Ping and said: "Butler, you see, I have already said it, and I want to drink a toast. How can I just have one bowl? If I have one drink, I have to drink three bowls!"

Sun Ping pointed at him: "You don't have a purchasing mission tomorrow morning?"

Shen San chuckled and said, "There's no need to go out tomorrow."

Sun Ping said: "Then fill it up for him. He will die if he sees good wine! Today I celebrate my master's promotion. Everyone, please relax and drink more!"

Shen San then drank two bowls in a row.

Such an honest person naturally won Song Yu's favor. He kept him by his side to drink, making others envious.

After three rounds of drinking, many people had drunk too much. Only the maids and women remained sober and had to clean up the mess later.

Song Yu seemed to be a little drunk. He hugged the honest man Shen San on his left side, put his right arm on Sun Ping's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Let's go drink some tea and wake up!"

The two men, who were also drunk, carried Song Yu and staggered to the living room together.

Xiao Qing took the initiative to come over and take care of Xue Qi and Cai Yi.

At this time, Song Yuzui looked at Shen San with dazed eyes, rubbed his head and used his evil words to confuse the crowd: "By the way, Shen San, I just forgot to ask, where is your hometown?"

Shen San said loudly: "Back to the master, my home is in Cangzhou!"

Although Sun Ping was a little drunk, his mind was still very clear. This is also the basic quality of an excellent housekeeper.

No matter what time, you can't really get drunk, especially if the master of the house is here.

Hearing Shen San's words, he was stunned. His hometown was not Cangzhou. He looked at Shen San with some surprise, and subconsciously looked at Song Yu for explanation.

Song Yu didn't seem to see his eyes. He swayed slightly and asked, "Who else is at home?"

Shen San seemed a little drunk, and replied with slightly blurred eyes: "My parents are here at home, I have a wife, and I have three concubines..."

Is this guy a drunkard?

Sun Ping was confused.

Shen San is from his hometown and is responsible for purchasing. He is considered to have some status among this group of people. He often says that he has no father or mother, no wife and no children. His biggest wish is to settle down in Lin'an Mansion. For someone like Song House, There was a widowed cook next to him who seemed to have some affection for him.

On weekdays, when we get together to chat about nothing, everyone sees it.

"Shen San, what are you doing with this nonsense?" Butler Sun couldn't help but frown.

Song Yu waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's rare for everyone to get together today. I'm happy and can speak freely. The housekeeper doesn't need to worry too much." Then he looked at Shen San and said, "You haven't seen your family for so long. Don't you miss me?"

"Hey, sir, can you not think about it? The eldest son of the prime minister's house asked me to come undercover. We agreed for three years, but it turned out that it was three years and three years. It's been six damn years. The young man usually claimed to be an orphan and deceived his grandson. Housekeeper and everyone, you don’t know how much I regret, why do I have to say that I am an orphan? I can’t even take leave to go back and see my parents, wife and children... I can only ask someone to bring some money back."

Sun Ping was completely stunned, and a chill suddenly rose behind his back.

Even Xiao Qing, Xue Qi and Cai Yi in the room changed their expressions.

If Song Yu hadn't been sitting here, he might have been unable to bear the attack.

"Shen San, you've drunk too much and are you making up stories with me here, right?" Song Yu feigned anger.

He still has to look good so that no one can tell that he has "witchcraft".

Now that he is mentally strong and can use his evil words to confuse people, even if Sun Ping comes up and talks loudly, he won't be able to wake him up. I guarantee that he will say whatever he asks!

Sun Ping was indeed furious, but after all, he was an old man who had been with Su Chaoyun for so many years. His vision was completely different from that of ordinary people, and he had already realized that something was wrong.

He didn't have an attack, but looked at Shen San and asked calmly: "Master, what are you talking about? Are you talking nonsense when you drink too much?"

"No, really not! Butler, I tell you the truth, you are really good to me. I have lied to you with a false identity for so many years, and I feel guilty, but I can't help it. This is what I do, and I earn this money. .Before following Mr. Su, I had not made any achievements, otherwise I wouldn’t have been wasting my time here. Now that the new master has come, I can’t find out anything... No, because of my incompetence, I was sent away again. Raising ghosts, alas!”

I’m really tired. In my last book, I said that no one would write about cities anymore, and then my new book dives into the bigger pit of fictional history...

If you want to perfectly integrate the story of Xianxia, ​​it’s even harder than trying to avoid urban plots...

Three thousand words an hour used to be easy, but now two thousand words an hour have to be pondered over and over again. It’s too difficult.

So many updates in one day are killing me.

Fortunately, I have almost finished paying off the debt to Piao Piao, the leader of the alliance...

(End of chapter)