So Zhou Qinian put all those crispy fried soybeans, peanuts, spiced broad beans and the like into his mouth. It sounds like Song Yu, a heartless young man, would feel this way about these things. Zhou Qinian, the person who experienced it, naturally felt even more uncomfortable when he said it. The snacks were more of a distraction for him.
"Compared with this serious injury that almost killed him, what hurt him the most was the remnant piece of saint's clothing." Zhou Qinian's cheeks were stuffed with bulging food, but his expression was very gloomy, "Has my nephew ever been to the worship hall? ?”
Song Yu nodded: "Of course I have been there."
The memorial hall contains the memorial tablets of brothers who died in the line of duty in the Department of Safety. The number of tablets added to it has been much smaller over the years, but the number of tablets inside is still considerable. During the Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival, there will be dedicated people to pay homage. The hall is lit with everlasting lanterns, and the lights are longing. On weekdays, people also go to the memorial hall to mourn their deceased friends.
"The top spot in the worship hall is not a tablet, but the remnants of the saint's clothes." Zhou Qinian paused, "Although I have never met the saint in person, I know that he has a high level of cultivation and is extremely friendly to others. Everyone has something. If you ask, he will respond. But he has no ambition and does not care about officialdom and power."
After a pause, Zhou Qinian said: "There are also friends who advised him to become an official, or advised him not to respond to others' requests. But the sage only said that he was a native of Yongxi Prefecture and an orphan. He was adopted by the people of Yongxi Prefecture since he was a child. They were raised together, and then got the opportunity of Jiange to embark on the path of spiritual practice. So everything he did was for the benefit of Yongxi Prefecture. As for other things, he didn't care much. That's what he said and what he did. .Fifty years ago..."
When Zhou Qinian said this, there was a subtle pause in his voice, which seemed to be filled with endless regret: "There was a great disaster in Yongxi Prefecture. If the saint had not sacrificed his life to defend the city, there would be no place like Yongxi Prefecture in this world."
Song Yu was interested in this plot. The main reason was that planning such a complex and profound content couldn't be a piece of cake. And this saint is quite divine, and he might be able to use it later. When Zhou Qinian stopped, he spoke at the right time: "Manager Qian risked his life to bring back the saint's remnant clothes. He must have great respect for the saint."
Zhou Qinian nodded, then shook his head: "It's more than just respect. He is a disciple of the saint."
Song Yu immediately wrote down the relationship between this character. At the same time, he was very glad that he did not reveal his doubts about Qian Xiu rashly when he inquired about Qian Xiu.
After all, it now seems that Zhou Qinian has great trust in Qian Xiu. There was no bad blood between the two of them, so telling him his speculation would only make the goodwill he had managed to build up drop back.
Having said that, Song Yu suddenly felt that Zhou Qinian's favorability towards him might not be that high. Otherwise, after the two of them had been in the study for so long, no one even brought them food, and they were just eating snacks here. The key is that Song Yu hasn't eaten much yet.
Zhou Qinian chewed the fried soybeans, which were so hard that it cost his teeth. Once a person of his age starts to reminisce about the past, it is difficult to stop.
Song Yu bit the bullet and listened to Zhou Qinian recalling the reform process of Yongxi Prefecture for a long time. For example, the current state leader Qi Baisheng was ordered by the city lord to guard Yongxi State, and based on the relationship left by the saint and his own relationship, he invited Jiange to join the master to lay out a huge formation for Yongxi State. Since then, there has been peace in Yongxi Prefecture.
For another example, after the successive invasions of beasts and ghosts, Yongxi State had a brief period of peace. Qi Baisheng and Liu Huaijun, who was still young at the time, advocated not to develop fixed assets due to the vast territory of Yongxi Prefecture, but instead to vigorously promote market exchanges...
A complete development of a management game.
When talking about how Qi Baisheng reorganized the city streets, the servants finally brought lunch to the study.
Madam was probably still angry that Zhou Qinian was suddenly so taboo about eating with her old uncle, so she was given two bowls of noodles. Song Yu's bowl was covered with luxurious toppings. Song Yu turned over a few chopsticks before struggling to pick up two or three noodles from the fresh soup. Zhou Qinian's bowl was much messier. There were a few wilting yellow vegetable leaves floating on the clear soup. The most terrible thing was that there were not many noodles.
"Just kidding." Zhou Qinian smiled, raised his head a few times and drank the noodles and soup.
Song Yu pondered for a moment, then silently transferred half of the food in his bowl to Zhou Qinian, with a sincere expression on his face: "Sir, don't be hungry."
Zhou Qinian was stunned, and then smiled at Song Yu. I have to say that Zhou Qinian's smile at this moment was a little bitter, a little moved, and a little naive that didn't go well with him.
However, before Song Yu could take two bites, the servant hurriedly knocked on the door and reported: "Master, something happened!"
Zhou Qinian reluctantly put down the piece of ribs he was holding, and asked with some dignity: "What's the matter?"
"A Taoist came here after he captured a strange ghost!"
Although he knew that a small number of strange ghosts had lurked in Yongxi Prefecture at some point, Zhou Qinian was still confused when he learned about it.
The two of them didn't care to continue eating noodles. Zhou Qinian explained to Song Yu all the way - although they didn't know how the White Walkers got in, it seemed that the White Walkers disappeared very easily when they were captured before. , the city defense formation still played a lot of roles.
Because of this, only by capturing him alive can they truly see a White Walker in the city. The problem is... let alone Yongxi Prefecture, even if we look at the whole world, we have never heard of such a thing.
After running to the guardhouse, Song Yu saw the blue suit from a distance and couldn't help but be happy: "What a coincidence, I, a staff member, have abilities that no one else in the world can match."
When Song Yu said this, his eyes were filled with excitement, and it was not difficult to hear his trust in the person he was talking about. He was a comrade-in-arms for whom he could sacrifice his life and fortune.
Zhou Qinian's eyes lingered on Jie Nanshi for a while. He remembered that he had seen him at the city gate that day. The young man had an extraordinary appearance. He could tell at the first sight that he was not a thing in the pool. However, for some reason, his body was thin and his face had a tinge. Slightly sickly.
At this time, the people in the guardhouse had been emptied, leaving only the leader of the guard and Xie Nanshi to guard the White Walkers. Xie Nanshi's face was pale and he couldn't help coughing. The leader of the guard was also restrained by Xie Nanshi, thinking that he might have been injured while catching a strange ghost. He stayed here with great respect and determination, determined to be responsible for Yongxi State and help Xie Nanshi.
Song Yu glanced at Jie Nanshi's blood bar with some confusion - it was very complete, not a drop of blood had been lost. Besides, I have given Nanshi so many medicines.
Where does this habit of coughing come from? He looked half-dead from the first meeting. If he hadn't seen the blood bar, I would have thought he was terminally ill.
"I found it in the west of the city." Xie Nanshi coughed twice more, suppressed the turbid air in his chest, and then said: "I've asked before, but he's not very smart. He's just barely adapted to the human body. , I can’t explain clearly. Apart from that, there are no other abnormalities in the west of the city.”
Zhou Qinian touched his beard. He didn't feel like he was strategizing at all. The tiredness in his words only made people feel that he was simply worried: "But how could it be..."
Song Yu suddenly asked, "Did it come from Xuanwu's mouth?"
Zhou Qinian trembled when he heard this.
Song Yu didn’t care anymore. Qian Xiu didn't dare to move, so it wouldn't make the entire Department of Security stay motionless. Necessary precautions should still be taken: "That day I returned to Yongxi with him at night, and came in through Xuanwu Pass. At that time We then discovered that if we have a token, we can pass the formation. If the token can be held by the White Walkers, it will no longer be difficult to enter the city."
Song Yu changed his tone and said earnestly: "Mr. Zhou, have any of the tokens in the department been lost? To put it in a less pleasant tone, for example, is there a possibility that a brother died in the line of duty and his token was stolen? What the White Walkers gained..."
Zhou Qinian pondered, and wanted to refute several times, but he overturned the conclusion in his mind before speaking. In the end, he shook his head: "No. Although I can't say whether the White Walkers can hold the token of the Department of Peace, but firstly, not all tokens can enter and exit the Xuanwu Mouth at night. Such tokens It is always signed by me personally."
Song Yu nodded and waited for Zhou Qinian's next words.
"Secondly, even if a brother unfortunately falls into trouble outside, the token will be completely invalid if he does not return for a month. Therefore, the previous token must be useless now." Zhou Qinian said firmly, "But now it can I only released five tokens for leaving the city. Those five people are absolutely reliable."
Song Yu and Xie Nanshi looked at each other and noticed the hint of noncommittal flashing in the other's eyes. After a while, Song Yu bravely hinted: "It's really hard to tell..."
Displeasure flashed clearly on the faces of Zhou Qinian and the leader of the guard.
Song Yu could only pretend that he didn't see it and continued to talk about his guess: "Didn't the person who was at my house last time wear the uniform of the Department of Safety?"
This time, the leader of the guard couldn't help it anymore, and his tone was filled with anger: "That's not the official uniform of Yongxi Province, but that of Qingpingzhou."
Song Yu nodded, and continued his words: "And maybe it's not in service, it may be a scrapped official uniform. But have you ever thought about it, can ordinary people know the specialness of the official robes of the Ping An Division? I am in Qinghe Town Even the managers don’t know. Besides, can ordinary people get the official uniform of the Department of Safety?"
Zhou Qinian frowned when he heard this. Song Yu didn't know the mystery of official uniforms, so he was obviously stupid. But...except for this irrelevant information, everything else Song Yu said made sense.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Xie Nanshi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly asked: "I heard that both adults went out of the city yesterday and saw Yuanao Mountain."
"Not bad." Zhou Qinian still has some respect for Jie Nanshi, a Taoist who can capture strange ghosts alive.
The leader of the guard also said: "It's also evil. I don't know where the great power came from, but it locked up many alien beasts' dens. There are really fewer alien ghosts in Yuanao Mountain. Even though the weather has changed these days, When strange beasts and ghosts come down the mountain, they will be much easier to deal with than usual."
"Well, I did it." Xie Nanshi said lightly.
One sentence made Zhou Qinian and the leader of the guard stunned.
Song Yu looked at the wonderful expressions of the two people, coughed, and added: "It was my plan."
