Song Yu's expression was indescribable, but it had another meaning in Zhou Qinian's eyes.
Zhou Qinian suddenly felt desolate in his heart.
After so many years in officialdom, Zhou Qinian thought he had some skills. But no matter how high his methods are, he still relies on Chen Guogong's protection. Therefore, the Song Dynasty became the biggest variable in Zhou Qinian's official career.
It was as if Song Yu's every move not only made Zhou Qinian's heart go up and down, but also made his career ups and downs, making him unable to control himself.
Zhou Qinian tried his best to show a smile that was not flattering but slightly flattering, but there was a bitterness behind the smile: "Although the reception banquet is not necessary, the wine to suppress the shock is indispensable. If my nephew doesn't dislike it, why not come to my house for a light wine?" , this should be my apology for not taking good care of him. After that, I can arrange a sedan ride to take my nephew back."
Zhou Qinian, a man with quite a bit of official authority, was so condescending at this moment, which shocked Song Yu. Song Yu didn't have the consciousness of being a superior or a subordinate, but he found it hard to adapt to the fact that his elders bowed their heads.
For a moment, Song Yu didn't dare to be in a daze anymore, and he couldn't control the situation anymore: "There's no need to bother, just send me back to the inn."
"This..." Zhou Qinian wasn't sure whether the young master was easy to talk to in front of him. When he got back, he had to find a way to find Chen Guobao.
His official career will not be ruined here!
"That's it!" Song Yu was afraid that Zhou Qinian would regret it, so he immediately changed the subject: "I don't know about my errand in Yongxi Prefecture. When should I take office?"
Seeing that Song Yu was still willing to serve in Yongxi Prefecture, Zhou Qinian got a piece of great news: "Everything has been arranged, and my nephew can come and take office at any time. You are so tired from traveling, and today you assisted the Security Department in catching the strange ghosts." If you are injured, you can rest for a few days."
Good on you, Zhou Qinian. In just one sentence, you turned this injury you suffered into capturing the White Walkers. If it weren't for his big backer that allowed Song Yu to stand on the absolute advantage, I'm afraid he would really have been played by Zhou Qinian.
Song Yu suddenly felt that this second episode was quite interesting.
In the first game, he relied on his level and skills to do whatever he wanted, but in the second game, he had to experience punching in and going to work, which he had never experienced in real life. And due to his background, he is not as hard-working as a social animal, and he has a feeling of experiencing life.
The two of them exchanged a few more pleasantries. Perhaps sensing that Song Yu was gradually running out of words, Zhou Qinian retreated to arrange the sedan chair.
After getting on the sedan chair, and once the curtain was lowered and no one could see him anymore, Song Yu could finally let go of Ge You. It was a chaotic day, and he really suffered a lot. The sedan was very well sealed. Zhou Qinian personally gave the instructions, and the bearer's hands and feet were very steady. Song Yu actually fell asleep without realizing it.
When Guixiang came down from the building, Song Yu realized that his battle back this time was a bit big - in addition to the fine sedan bearers, Zhou Qinian actually dispatched a team of security guards to escort him. With this treatment, the police car clears the way.
From a distance, Sister Fang wanted to come closer, but was frightened by the mighty uniform of the Security Department and did not dare to come forward. When Song Yu showed his face, this gentle and gentle little woman stepped forward quickly: "I'm back."
Song Yu was startled again, feeling like he had an extra mother: "Yeah. Where are Yunlang and the others?"
"Yunlang wanted to go out to play early in the morning. Ahan was worried about Yunlang being alone, so he offered to go with him. Xu Zhou felt that Ahan was also a child, so he went with him. He hasn't come back yet."
Good guys, this series of them all ran away.
Song Yu followed Sister Fang to Guixiang Tower: "Then why don't Sister Fang go out for a walk?"
Sister Fang just smiled: "She's not a little girl anymore, not to mention there are so many things waiting to be done."
Sister Fang really had no time to spare this day. Seeing that the conditions in Guixianglou were good, she helped the comatose Qiaoyi bathe and change clothes. She also knew the private chef of Guixiang House. When Song Yu came back, a casserole soup that had been stewed for a long time had been warm in the stove, waiting for Song Yu to return.
Song Yu was simply flattered: "Wow, three delicacies soup?!"
Very vegetarian, very simple, but also very fragrant and delicious.
The most important thing is that it is not a small medicine, Song Yu can take it!
"Why, don't you think Sister Fang is stingy and won't buy you fish or meat?" Sister Fang saw Song Yu looking at the bowl of soup for a long time without moving, rubbing his hands and smiling, "I'll cook whatever you want to eat tomorrow."
"No need, that's good." Song Yu was indeed a little moved.
In the real world, Song Yu has been living alone since he was a teenager. After class, I often buy some junk food that makes me feel good physically and mentally, or simply grab some nutritional cream and treat it as if I have eaten it before hurriedly playing games.
Unexpectedly, now in the game, he has experienced a little family warmth.
Song Yu felt much more comfortable in his stomach after taking two bites, and couldn't help but smile a little.
Before Song Yu could enjoy this warm moment, a sound of flapping wings came approaching. Yuan Fang hooked her little paw and landed on Song Yu's shoulder so majestically.
It was okay if it didn't come, but when it came, Song Yu remembered what happened in the afternoon, and couldn't help but reach out and press Yuan Fang's head twice: "It's so unloyal to run away in the middle of the battle."
In the past, Yuan Fang would have laughed at him. But this time when Song Yu pressed him like this, he opened his sharp beak and let out a "burp——". Yuan Fang was very calm, turned around and began to comb her beautiful feathers. Song Yu was stunned and hurriedly grabbed Yuanfang, wanting to observe the little thing's body.
"Let me go, aren't all birds with guts, and they can't survive whatever they eat and poop? You actually still hiccup? Ouch!"
Xu was too heavy handed and annoyed Yuan Fang. The arrogant little parrot immediately gave Mr. Song a peck. Taking advantage of Song Yu's pain and letting go, he fluttered his wings and flew to the shelf not far away, combing his feathers carefully, looking very proud.
Song Yu bared his teeth and looked at the small pit that was pecked on his hand: "Is he a sperm? Hiss."
"Sir, are you okay?" Sister Fang was very concerned, "It's all my fault."
"That's because it's not good, so what does it have to do with you?" Song Yu was a little confused by Sister Fang's apology.
Sister Fang frowned with guilt on her face: "When I was serving soup for you, this bird flew over and kept screaming, so I fed it some food. Maybe... I fed it too much?"
"Can this be considered your fault?" Song Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "You don't have to coddle this bird. It's its own fault if it dies."
Probably sensing Song Yu's malice, Yuan Fang suddenly became quite angry: "Duck! Liar!"
"Hey, you still hold a grudge?" Song Yu then remembered that he had indeed promised to take Yuan Fang to eat drunken duck. Anyway, he also wanted to go to Baxiang Pavilion again, "I will take you to eat tomorrow. , okay.”
Yuan Fang swallowed twice and then fell silent, letting Song Yu go for the time being.
Speaking of this unfaithful bird, Song Yu thought of something else: "Sister Fang, has Du Anchen come back?"
If it weren't for Du An Chenguang showing up and disappearing, and not explaining to the local security department, there would be no need for Song Yu to suffer.
Although money is not important, Song Yu still wants to deduct Du Anchen's salary, severely!
Sister Fang shook her head. Du Anchen has a bright appearance but a cold personality. Sister Fang doesn't know how to get along with him, so her answer seems less humane: "I went back to Guixiang Tower for dinner at noon and then went out. I haven't returned yet."
"Then leave her alone." Song Yu picked up the bowl and drank the remaining soup in one gulp.
The next day, Song Yu went into battle lightly and visited Baxiang Pavilion again.
At this time, when the door was just opening, Song Yu ordered two liang of turbid wine, a simple and worthless side dish, and a portion of drunken duck. The total price of these things is not much. If Song Yu hadn't been dressed appropriately, the guys at Baxiang Pavilion would have rolled their eyes.
You must know that Baxiang Pavilion is no better than other restaurants outside. Few people here are willing to share a table, and most people will not leave just after eating. No matter what, I have to sit here and listen to music. Song Yu only ordered these things and occupied a table with a good view. This business was a loss for Baxiang Pavilion.
"Slow down, man." Song Yu didn't speculate on the coldness in the waiter's words. He casually put a silver coin on the table and motioned for the waiter to take it, "I still have some things to ask."
At least this ingot of silver can be spent by the shopkeeper for two or three months. The waiter who had just secretly slandered Song Yu for being shabby could not help but smile with an almost invisible smile on his face: "Your Majesty, please speak."
Song Yu looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, then lowered his voice: "I heard that there was a lot of noise here yesterday?"
There was no trace of relaxation or awkwardness in the smile on the waiter's face. By this time, he seemed to be an NPC. Song Yu didn't give any instructions that could trigger new actions, so he just stayed the same.
"Strange ghosts?" Song Yu tentatively proposed the keyword.
"Sir, I don't want to talk about this." The waiter didn't show any panic after hearing this word. Instead, he showed a little worry about the Song Dynasty: "Yongxi Prefecture is in the Security Department of the wise and powerful Lord Zhou. Under the protection of the Lord, there is no such thing as a White Walker!"
Looking at these remarks, either the Security Department has great influence in the local area, or the Security Department is really doing a good job, and yesterday's news was tightly blocked, so that ordinary citizens were not aware of it.
In Yongxi Prefecture, the water seems to be a little deeper than expected.
Seeing that this keyword was of no use, Song Yu simply didn't beat around the bush and asked straightforwardly: "Do you usually have a little beggar here who often sneaks in to eat drunken ducks?"
The skin on the NPC waiter's face twitched slightly, and his tone was a little exaggerated: "How can it be possible? Sir, our Baxiang Pavilion is one of the best places in Yongxi Prefecture. How can a beggar come in and disturb the eyes of the guest? ?”
It's so obvious to lie.
Song Yu laughed dryly: "This is not the first time I've come to your place. I don't know if there is a beggar? Don't worry, I'm not causing trouble for you. I have something to do with that little beggar."
The waiter's smile disappeared. He seemed to be deep in thought, his eyes moving back and forth furtively.
