Song Yu's wonderful expression made Xie Nanshi regret it. He began to reflect on whether he had indulged Song Yu too much and had agreed too quickly. Think about it...what serious business could this man have?
"Also, are you..." Song Yu had just finished asking halfway when he saw Nan Shi's face darken. He swallowed back the question of whether there were any delicious specialties there, and was a little worried that without these foreshadowing, he would not be able to casually ask about Nanshi's identity in Jiange.
But this curiosity doesn’t have to be solved now. We all go home with others, and some things can always be clarified. It would be bad if it offends people. So he quickly said "good night" and ran out.
Jie Nanshi sighed, stood up and walked under the lamp, taking out the broken jade pendant. Since Song Yu also wants to go together, the original cycle and plan must also be adjusted.
…
In fact, not only Jie Nanshi needs to adjust his plan, but Song Yu also needs to adjust his plan.
After all, he is still working in the Security Department. Although it is just a idle position that no one cares about, in order to open the Tianyong main city line in the future, the relationship with the Security Department cannot be discarded.
So Song Yu ran to the Safety Department early the next morning, preparing to take a long leave.
When he learned that Song Yu was coming to Dianmao, Zhou Qinian personally brought people to the door to greet him. This time, there was a beast tide and ghost disaster, and the traitor Qian Xiu acted as an internal response. Yongxi Prefecture was almost overthrown. Being able to defend Yongxi Prefecture was a great achievement for the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty had a strong background, and even though it caused a lot of trouble, it was a hundred times better to be safe and sound than to have the Duke's nephew die in Yongxi Prefecture.
Now it's sunny after the rain. His career, which had been stagnant for many years, has become bright again.
This is all thanks to Song Yu.
"Why don't you, my dear nephew, take two more days of rest?" Zhou Qinian smiled and led the people to his courtyard, asking for credit as he walked: "I have written the siege of the city into a memorial, and in it I wrote about you, my dear nephew. His achievements should be sent back to Tianyong in the next two days. By then..."
"No need." Song Yu interrupted Zhou Qinian's words and said seriously: "If possible, please Mr. Zhou to erase the part involving me." He hasn't figured out his situation yet, and he doesn't have any fundamental support. Yongxi Prefecture was high-profile back then, but now it is low-key.
"Ah?" Zhou Qinian couldn't figure out what was going on in this little guy's head. Isn't it true that such young powerful men come to serve in the Department of Safety because they are gold-plated?
Or to put it another way, Song Yu was thrown to a remote place like Qinghe Town to fend for himself because he had no qualifications for cultivation. So he had made meritorious deeds, so he should really want to prove his abilities to his family, right? Zhou Qinian’s petition is all true, so what’s there to erase?
"Fighting the White Walkers is the life of brothers in the department." Song Yu's eyes were sincere, "I have only made some immature suggestions and done some trivial things, just unimportant. Little people.”
"Hiss..." Although Zhou Qinian has not fully understood Song Yu's intention, he no longer doubts that this young man has knowledge and vision beyond his imagination. Since the other party has spoken, his promotion will not be affected in any way, so why not sell this future big shot a favor?
The two of them had arrived at Zhou Qinian's courtyard while chatting. Before they could sit down, they heard Song Yu continue to say: "That's great. In fact, the main reason for coming here this time is to ask for leave from Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Qinian smiled, wouldn't this kid not even take the credit just to rest? "This is no problem. My nephew has worked hard this time. He should have a good rest and come back in a few days."
Song Yu hummed, and added with a somewhat unnatural expression: "Maybe not a few days... maybe a few months? Maybe a year and a half."
Zhou Qinian groaned, unable to find the right words to respond.
Song Yu ticked his nose guiltily. He had never heard of anyone asking for leave on an annual basis, let alone Zhou Qinian. He thought for a while and then said: "Or does Mr. Zhou have any missions to go out to investigate the situation of the White Walkers? It would be better to have a longer period of time?"
What else could Zhou Qinian say? He looked at Song Yu silently for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
Song Yu was satisfied. He greeted Zhou Qinian to sit down and poured tea diligently: "Come, come, come, my lord, sit down quickly. Don't worry, I will definitely bring you good news!"
Zhou Qinian was heartbroken. He didn't need any good news. He just wanted the young master to stop causing any trouble. I don't know why, but when I heard him talk about the exploration mission, my heart jumped. I always felt that this young master would return to Yongxi with some circumstances that he could not predict.
But does Zhou Qinian dare to say no? He didn't dare, so he could only respond with a wry smile: "Then I will be waiting for the good news about my nephew."
"Easy to say." Song Yu responded shamelessly, raised his tea cup to Zhou Qinian, and drank the tea in a drinking manner.
…
The matter with the Ping An Department was settled, and all that was left were the people in the Song Mansion. Even if he cares about these people, Xie Nanshi probably won't agree, so it's best to let these people stay in Yongxi. With Zhou Qinian and Qi Rong helping to take care of them, they should not be in any danger.
"Master, don't you want Qiaoyi?" Qiaoyi was weak. Even though it was warm summer, she was still wearing thick clothes and looked at Song Yu with tears in her eyes.
"Of course not, it's not like I will never come back." Song Yu rubbed the little girl's hair: "The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your health, so that when I come back, you can be by my side again. Served."
Qiaoyi bit her lip and looked at her young master seriously: "Qiaoyi can do it now."
The identity of Jie Nan Shi Jiange is still a secret. Song Yu couldn't say too much, so he said with a cold face: "Don't you even listen to me now?"
Qiaoyi was so frightened that she stood up and started to kneel down: "Qiaoyi doesn't dare."
Song Yu sighed and grabbed the other party with quick eyes and hands: "Don't worry, young master, I will come back head and tail."
Qiaoyi responded in a low voice: "Yes."
Qiaoyi was easy to talk to, and everyone else who followed Song Yu out of Qinghe Town also understood, but there was only one master who didn't listen to others at all and wanted to roll around on the ground to cling to Song Yu and Xie Nanshi.
"I don't care! You and my master are leaving, and my master Du is not here, so why should I stay?!" Yun Lang's eyes widened. The training of his small body these days has obviously paid off. At least his agility had increased a lot. No matter which way Song Yu turned his face, Yun Lang could unswervingly turn around and appear firmly in his field of vision.
"You brought me out of Qinghe Town and promised to find a master to help me cultivate immortality, so you can't leave me alone!"
In fact, Yun Lang is a smart boy, how could he not know that it was a not-so-reliable promise made by Song Yu in order to stop him from worshiping evil gods indiscriminately. But a promise is a promise. A true man makes a promise worth a thousand dollars, and Yun Lang clings to this fact. No one can do anything to him.
Even Song Yu felt a little regretful at this time. At first, Yun Lang could tell that he was a stubborn guy just because he worshiped the evil god without any hesitation. But now, it was better that the stubbornness was on him.
Who would have thought that this trap for so long could still trip him up...
In today's era, although the spiritual energy has recovered due to the invasion of other worlds, and the number of people practicing martial arts and cultivating Taoism has increased, the desire to achieve immortality is still a legend. What's more, Yun Lang has no bones and cannot cultivate superior martial arts, and his meridians are not suitable for Taoism. He can barely become an ordinary person with good skills.
Song Yu had said at the beginning that what he planned was up to man and God was responsible for success, and Xie Nanshi also said that success or failure was up to oneself and not fate, which was considered a disclaimer. But... the child is unreasonable and clings to the front to play tricks. What can Song Yu do? The talisman on his body doesn't have the sleeping buff, so he really can't escape now.
"Can."
Jie Nanshi's voice suddenly came. It turned out that the movement in Song Yu's house was clearly conveyed to him, so he stepped forward to solve the problem.
Song Yu and Yun Lang looked at Jie Nanshi at the same time, one surprised and the other pleasantly surprised. Yun Lang jumped down from the table and rushed towards Jie Nanshi: "Master!"
"I have never officially accepted you as my disciple, and now that you are called Master, it is unfair and inappropriate." Xie Nanshi's hand gently pressed on Yun Lang's head, so softly, yet firmly stopping his intimacy. action. Because what comes next is something very serious: "As of now, you still have a choice."
Yun Lang was caught by Xie Nanshi's gaze and opened his mouth. After all, he didn't say "Master" again and just listened quietly.
"Zangfeng is no better than the outside, and the discipline is strict. All disciples must abide by the rules. Without the order of the master, the disciples who have not left the master will not even be able to go down the mountain." Xie Nanshi's every word was very clear, and he must let Yun Lang understand clearly. "Have you considered?"
Yun Lang had a poor background, so he had lived a carefree life since he was a child. rule? Song Yu was a very unruly person, and Yun Lang sometimes felt that the Song family was in some trouble. Therefore, he was asked to imagine what a sect with strict disciplines would look like, and how he would live there...
It's not to the point of being daunting, but it's obviously beyond Yun Lang's cognitive scope.
However, Yun Lang was also very alert and immediately understood that as long as he nodded, Xie Nanshi would officially accept his disciple. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Xie Nanshi: "There is no need to answer me in a hurry. This matter concerns your life, so think about it carefully."
Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red and he turned around and ran away.
Song Yu didn't interrupt during the whole process. He couldn't help but smack his lips after the child ran away: "Are you really planning to take him back?"
He thought that a sect like Jiange, which was the leader, would pay more attention to the bones and meridians when recruiting disciples. Although Yun Lang was not crippled to the extent that he was, he had no bones and was obviously not a person suitable for cultivation. Just practicing some outer skills is the limit.
"The root bone is very important, but it is not the only one. The sword holder cultivates his body and mind more. Without the root bone, he just cannot practice Taoism." As he said that, Xie Nanshi looked at Song Yu with his calm and determined eyes. He gave some consolation, "However, abnormal meridians will completely cut off the path of spiritual practice."
Song Yu felt an arrow hit his knee and couldn't help but hold his forehead. "Okay, stop talking. I never had such fantasies before."
He didn't even bother to use the word extravagant hope. The ghost system had restricted his level improvement from the beginning. Unless the broken game company figured out what the bug was, Song Yu could only hug him until he passed the level.
It really saddens the listener.
