Mr. Cui slammed the table suddenly, causing the tea set on it to jump up, causing the two maids beside him to scream in fright.
"Did they really say that?" he asked with a stern face.
"You don't dare tell half a lie!"
"Hmph, arrogant." Mr. Cui snorted coldly, "Go and call Butler Zhao."
After a while, a thin middle-aged man walked in from outside the yard. His eyes were bulging and wide apart, like a couple looking at each other across the river. He had a beard like a catfish. This man's name is Zhao Bi. He was originally a freshman. Because of his cunning and wisdom, he was noticed by Mr. Cui's father and helped him get rid of his humble status. After Master Cui died, Zhao Bi became the housekeeper of the Cui family because of his efficiency in doing things. Third Master Cui obeyed him even more.
As soon as Zhao Bi came in, he asked, "I heard that someone injured one of our people. What happened?"
Cui Sanye said: "It is said that there are two men and one woman, and two good horses. They are very capable, and there are so many of us who are no match for us."
Zhao Bi was also a little surprised. He immediately said: "As long as they are not government officials, if they are hunting outside, they may come to this town to stay. I immediately sent a message to the shops and inns in the town to pay attention. How can we just let go of beating someone from the Cui family!"
The scar-faced robber said quickly: "By the way, Third Master, that woman has white hair and is easy to identify."
Third Master Cui was stunned, "White hair? Is she an old woman?"
The scar-faced robber shook his head and said: "No, she is a young girl. She is very good-looking. She must be a little weak, as if she has some disease."
"Well, go tell them to pay attention to a woman with white hair." Zhao Bi nodded. Such an obvious feature should not be difficult to find.
Sure enough, not long after the news spread, the inn owner and the cake vendor hurried to Cui's house and told the news that Song Xin and others had settled in their shop. Cui Sanye was overjoyed when he heard this. He slapped the table and stood up, laughing and saying:
"Okay, we are really enemies on a narrow road. We immediately surrounded the inn. I want to catch them myself!"
The scar-faced robber said: "Master, Butler Zhao, those two men are very powerful. I'm afraid we won't be able to attack them by force."
At this time, Zhao Bi showed a sly smile, stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Third Master, don't worry, this is a fish in the net, it can't escape. Let me inquire first and find out their background. If they are from some official family, People, let them pass. Otherwise, if they cause trouble for us, the gain will outweigh the loss."
Mr. Cui nodded with deep understanding, "You're right, I was reckless. If they are really from the official family, then send them out with courtesy."
Zhao Bi said: "We do this kind of business, so don't be too public. Let me go to the inn first. Shopkeeper, come here."
The owner of the inn came over immediately. Zhao Bi whispered a few words to him, and the owner nodded in agreement.
After a while, a carriage stopped outside the inn where Song Xin stayed.
When Zhao Bi got off the car, he saw a horse tied at the door. It was Song Xin's shadow, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It's indeed a good horse. I'm afraid you can't buy it even with tens of thousands of dollars." He instantly became greedy and wanted to keep it for himself. If these people were killed without anyone noticing, how could they find this place even if they had backgrounds?
"Is there a room?" Zhao Bi looked back and asked like a guest staying overnight.
The shopkeeper came out and said, "I'm sorry, old gentleman, the rooms are already occupied."
Zhao Bi said: "I will pay double the price and let them stay elsewhere."
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The shop owner immediately looked embarrassed and said: "I have a small business like this, so it's not easy to drive away the guests. Guests, please wait for a while and I will call them out. How about you discuss it among yourselves?"
Zhao Bi nodded and found a table to sit down at. After a while, Song Xin came over alone, sat down opposite Zhao Bi, and asked: "Old sir, I heard that you have something to do with me?"
Zhao Bi looked at Song Xin for a moment and saw that he was wearing ordinary coarse clothes, and he already made a judgment in his mind. He opened his mouth and asked: "Little brother, is the horse at the door yours?"
"It's mine. What exactly are you going to say, old gentleman?"
Zhao Bi said: "Can you give up the room? I am willing to pay twice the price. I like your horse very much. How about I pay 8,000 yuan and sell it to me as well?"
When Song Xin heard this, he felt ridiculous. This old man had such a loud tone. He smiled and shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, old gentleman, I can't rent it out. My friend is tired from the journey and is resting. Please ask the old gentleman to find another place to live."
Zhao Bi raised his eyes and looked at Song Xin and said, "I wonder what you call me?"
Song Xin said casually: "Lu Yun."
Zhao Bi mentally took stock of all the noble families near Xudu, and there was no one with the surname Lu. He was secretly relieved, and asked tentatively: "Oh, the young master is out hunting?"
Song Xin smiled and said: "Old sir, why are you asking these questions? It's getting dark, so we'd better find a place to stay as soon as possible."
Zhao Bi said: "I am not in good health. I finally found this inn, but the rooms are full. Please make it convenient for me."
Song Xin stood up with a smile and said: "Old sir, I really can't help you. I'll take my leave." Then he turned around and left the table.
Zhao Bi stared at his back with twinkling eyes. The shopkeeper wanted to stop him, but he stopped him with a wink.
After returning to the room, Song Yu came over and whispered in a low voice: "Sir, something is wrong with that old man."
Song Xin sneered and said: "I can see it. The shop owner was so cold when we came here, and he was extremely attentive to this old man. It's obvious that he knows him. I just don't know what his plan is."
"Could it be related to those bandits?" Song Yu asked.
Song Xin nodded, "It's possible. People in this town look a little weird."
Song Yu said: "Hmph, I think this is a den of robbers. If I weren't afraid of delaying Miss Guo's medical treatment, I would definitely deal with them all."
"Kill them when you have no choice. Even though you are a ghost soldier, killing people indiscriminately will bring trouble. We will leave at dawn tomorrow. I hope they will not come here tonight to cause trouble. I want to practice, so you can help me guard it. Well, if they really want to harm us, we will kill them without mercy."
Song Yu said: "Don't worry, young master. I'll be watching outside to see who dares to cause trouble!"
Song Xin nodded, sat on the bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and soon entered a state of cultivation. The mysterious energy was sucked into his body one by one, fighting with the true energy in the meridians, and it lasted forty-seven times before being inhaled into the spiritual core.
"Excellent, two more times and we can reach the small weekly cycle."
According to the record of "The Theory of Zhoutian Circulation" in Yuqian's qi training chapter, every time the true qi and mysterious qi fight in the body, the impurities in the mysterious qi can be further removed. Forty-nine times are called a small Zhoutian. By this time To this extent, the damage to the meridians caused by the impurities of the profound energy can be reduced by half. After the eighty-one times of the Great Zhoutian, the obtained profound energy is pure profound energy without impurities.
After Song Xin sent the mysterious energy into his spiritual core, he felt relaxed and found that he had already
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It's late at night. He felt that Song Yu was hiding in the shadow of the hotel roof, secretly guarding the surroundings.
At this time, Guo Miao's voice came from behind the screen, "Aren't you asleep yet?"
Song Xin said softly: "I haven't slept yet, why do I feel uncomfortable?"
Guo Miao said: "I just feel tired, but I can't sleep."
Song Xin nodded, took out some green grapes and sent them in. When he was about to get up and go out, Guo Miao gently pulled his sleeve, "Don't leave, can you... talk to me?"
Song Xin sat down beside her bed and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll talk to you."
Guo Miao asked hesitantly: "That His Highness Song Yu was talking about..."
"It's not that I don't want to say it, but that I can't say it. If you know about it, it might cause trouble for you and the Guo family."
Guo Miao was silent for a moment and said: "She is yours...yours."
"She and I are friends in times of need, but it's not what you think. I understand your feelings for me, and I won't let you down." Song Xin didn't know what to say, but after all, Xiaoyu was a ghost, so she said it I'm afraid it scared Guo Miao.
When Guo Miao heard this, her face flushed and she nodded: "I believe you, can I...can rely on you?"
Song Xin smiled and nodded. Guo Miao leaned on his shoulder. Song Xin raised his arms and held her in his arms. A warm feeling made her feel very comfortable.
The fragrance in Guo Miao's hair also made Song Xin feel comfortable, and he couldn't help but kiss her gently. Guo Miao seemed to be aware of it, and hugged Song Xin's waist tightly with both hands.
Song Xin also felt a warmth slowly arise in his body. He didn't know how many years had passed, but he felt this warm feeling again. The last time it was Zhai Qianqian who gave it to him, but it also dragged him into the abyss of eternal destruction.
"By the way, does your uncle know about your coming out this time?" Song Xin asked. He has always suspected Guo Fengzhong in his heart, but he couldn't ask so many questions. He still understood the principle of not being intimate.
"You know, Uncle Fengzhong originally wanted to marry me to Ding Yi of the Ding family. I refused."
"Ding Yi?" Song Xin was stunned. This was a big shot.
"Actually, it was Ding who came to inquire first. My uncle also thinks this marriage is good. My brother Mu also wants to marry Ding's daughter as his wife. The two families will get married and support each other."
Song Xin said: "Absolutely not. You can't marry her. Tell Brother Mu not to marry Ding's daughter. If you go back, you must tell your brother."
Because when Cao Pi ascends the throne in the future, the first thing he will do is to exterminate Ding Yi's family because he is Cao Zhi's. Guo will definitely be implicated by then.
Guo Miao thought Song Xin was jealous and worried that she would marry someone else. She was happy in her heart and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, I argued with my uncle later. I heard from Brother Mu that my uncle had been ill recently. I also regretted it in my heart. I shouldn't have been angry with him. Later, Mrs. Ding heard that I didn't want to Even though I was getting married, I was a little angry and felt that we were rude. The relationship between the two families was still a little uneasy, and Brother Mu’s marriage was not completed. "
"Is he sick?" Song Xin was startled, "When did it happen?"
"The day my hair turned white, he fell ill after seeing me like this. Brother Mu has been around to take care of him recently." After speaking, he sighed, "It's just that I have you in my heart, and I won't die. I will marry Ding Yi." As he said that, he hugged Song Xin's waist and tightened it a little tighter.
Suddenly, Song Yu's reminder came to Song Xin's ears, "Sir, someone is coming."
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