Song Ziyu left Shen Mansion in a depressed mood!
But after arriving at the Dong Mansion, Song Ziyu was no longer depressed.
The mood is like riding a roller coaster, sometimes at the bottom and sometimes in the clouds. Song Ziyu feels a completely different courtesy.
As soon as the beast of burden arrived at the door of the Dong Mansion, what came into view was a large group of Dong family maids lined up to welcome him!
Good guy!
Don't worry about other things, the effect of this atmosphere group alone is definitely full of excitement. The last time Song Ziyu saw such a grand occasion was when he was studying foreign languages in the bathing center.
Amidst the "welcome" of the maids who were doing the work, Song Ziyu followed Dong Gui into the second house.
Here, two stunning women in white dresses had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Song Ziyu arriving, the two women stepped forward to take over Dong Gui's shift with low eyebrows, and continued walking inside with them.
Entering another courtyard, Song Ziyu actually saw a patch of green plants!
This is a rare existence in the wasteland world!
As we all know, the world has collapsed and there are very few plants.
The Dong family actually has the conditions to build a green garden in their own home... This is definitely not something that ordinary families can afford. You can imagine how wealthy the Dong family is!
After passing through the courtyard, Song Ziyu entered the living room.
Here, Song Ziyu met an old woman wearing gold and silver.
The old woman has a childlike face and white hair, which makes her look like she has rejuvenated her youth. At this time, the old woman is looking at him with a kind face.
But Song Ziyu could clearly see a flash of cunning in the old woman's cloudy eyes.
Behind the old woman, Dong Cuishan was standing respectfully.
"Grandma, this is the master I told you about!" Dong Cuishan saw Song Ziyu coming in and quickly introduced him to his grandma.
"You're not bad, young man. If you hadn't helped me, my grandson would probably have suffered... Cuishan, come and kowtow to your benefactor."
The old lady was indeed very magnanimous. When she opened her mouth, she asked Master Dong to kowtow to her and thank her.
This is really the method of wealthy people.
But Song Ziyu was born under a red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. He didn't like the idea of being a slave and kneeling down, so he helped Master Dong up very generously, which invisibly made Master Dong feel good about him.
Seeing this scene, the old lady of the Dong family nodded slightly: "Here, bring the gift!"
Immediately, more than a dozen servants came up carrying various boxes. Song Ziyu took a look and found that there were all kinds of "gifts" in the boxes, ranging from firearms to props to clothing.
If these things were placed in the civilized world before the zombie outbreak, they would probably look like that.
But in this wasteland world, it is definitely a considerable fortune.
Song Ziyu nodded, acknowledging the weight of this "gift".
"What does this mean?" Song Ziyu asked.
"I don't mean anything else, I just want to thank Mr. Song for saving my grandson's life... Come here, please send the things to Mr. Song's wing. In addition, please ask Mr. Song to bathe and change clothes. I will prepare a banquet later. Mr. Song." The old lady gave the order, and the two beautiful women immediately stepped forward to help Song Ziyu bathe and change clothes.
The old lady of the Dong family took care of everything, and even arranged where Song Ziyu would live. Such caring care made Song Ziyu feel a little embarrassed.
But now Song Ziyu really needs to take care of himself.
Ever since he traveled through time and came to Miluo City, Song Ziyu had not even taken a shower. Now he was very dirty from head to toe, and there was a reason why he was disliked by others.
But just when Song Ziyu was about to take a bath, Yan Xiong came to visit and brought an invitation from the city lord.
I heard that the city lord personally held a banquet in honor of Song Ziyu because of the blood skeleton being beheaded. The old lady of the Dong family knew that this guest could not stay today, but her dignity had to be taken care of, so the old lady immediately said: "The guest room is for Sir, I have kept it, and the maid who warmed the bed has also prepared it for him. He will go to the city lord's mansion to pay homage to the city lord first, and then come back to stay with me, Mr. Dong..."
Seeing the old lady giving herself such face, Song Ziyu
I felt that I couldn't be too ignorant, so I suggested to the old lady: "Since I am not familiar with the place in Chixu City, why not let Master Dong accompany me to see the city lord, so as to make an introduction."
Hearing this, the old lady's cloudy eyes suddenly became brighter.
It is not easy to be the guest of the city lord. Even the head of the Dong family does not often have the opportunity...
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Song! It's great to have your grandson show up in front of the city lord." The old lady looked at her grandson dotingly, and then said, "Cuishan, you must take good care of Mr. Song and don't lose Mr. Song." s face."
Dong Cuishan, whose face was glowing red, nodded quickly.
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Listening to Dong Cuishan's words on the way to the city lord's palace, Song Ziyu just realized that Miluo City State was a social system with very solidified classes.
The Shen family is a family of silver blood, so it is difficult for them to compete with the Dong family of golden blood. The Lin family, the lord of the city, is a family of electors and is qualified to aspire to the throne of the city-state leader. It is the most prominent type in the Miluo city-state. It is another existence that the Dong family looks up to and clings to.
Because of this, Song Ziyu brought Dong Cuishan to the banquet, which was equivalent to giving Master Dong, a playboy, a chance to climb a high tree in disguise. No wonder the old lady of the Dong family was so happy.
After listening to Dong Cuishan's words, Song Ziyu found it hard to imagine what a deformed society this was.
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The City Lord's Palace is located in the center of the entire Chixu City. It is composed of several palaces and is extremely majestic.
Song Ziyu walked under the City Lord's Mansion and could feel the majesty representing privileges as he looked at the hundred steps.
However, in Song Ziyu's view, these majesties are nothing, witnessing the destruction and collapse of the world, and the order of human relations is nothing.
Song Ziyu swaggered into the city lord's mansion. Under the gaze of a group of armored soldiers, Song Ziyu came to the city lord.
This is a middle-aged man who looks slightly thin.
There is a feeling of looking down on the world in a man. This is a "qi" that only people who have been in high positions for a long time can develop.
Seeing the man, the playboy Dong Cuishan felt a little weak in his legs.
"See the Lord of the City!"
Dong Cuishan knelt down feeling a little dissatisfied.
Song Ziyu obviously did not urinate in this pot. Since the previous emperor was overthrown, the people of Yuxia have never knelt down to anyone. Song Ziyu also inherited this glorious tradition.
"How dare you, why don't you kneel down when you see the city lord?"
On the high platform, a minister next to the city lord scolded him.
Song Ziyu said calmly: "I'm sorry, I only kneel to death."
Hearing this, the ministers blushed, but the city lord Lin Daoyu laughed loudly and said: "He is indeed a wealthy man who can kill blood skeletons. He does have the arrogance... Please take a seat."
Song Ziyu walked straight to the city lord and met his eyes.
