Song Yu was thinking about other things, such as the young master of Bai Zhaocheng who was determined to challenge him for a duel... If it were last week, he would have crushed the person with his little finger without even blinking. But now, he didn't dare to expect Xie Nanshi to help him kill the person. At most, he could save his life.
And Du Anchen. I don’t know why this woman who has always been very efficient hasn’t appeared in Jinshui Town for so long. Song Yu left another letter for Uncle Zou, asking him to help deliver it to the girl in red who would come to the town at some unknown time. As usual, he sent Ye Jiao some words of concern about the game's bug fixes. After receiving some answers with no real progress, he and Xie Nanshi set off for Tianyong.
Because they didn't know what the serious illness mentioned in Qiao Yi's letter was, the two of them didn't dare to waste time on the road. In order to make the journey easier, Song Yu hired two more coachmen on the way and drove the coach in two shifts. It only took about half a month to arrive at Tianyong Capital City.
The main plot that Song Yu came into contact with in the last week did not involve the main city of Tianyong. He only passed by it in a hurry when opening the map, just looking at it without looking carefully. This time, I opened the car curtain early in the morning and couldn't help but observe.
This is indeed the main city that can guard a crack. It is a military stronghold in itself, and the city walls are as tall as a giant dragon. Since it is the main city, there are naturally visitors from all directions. Among the people entering the city are traders and soldiers, as well as sect immortals and envoys from various cities riding various giant beasts and long chariots.
There are also three gates into the city, one is for ordinary people to enter the city, the other is for merchants and dignitaries, and the last gate, which is three feet high, is naturally used to receive special guests and relatives of the emperor. There were heavy soldiers guarding the three gates, and there were long queues at the first two gates, especially at the first gate, where the queue to enter the city was even ten miles away.
"Sir, which gate should we take?" Lao Huang, the driver, turned back and looked at Song Yu gently, sticking his head out to look at Song Yu.
"Let's go..." Song Yu originally wanted to go through the merchant's door, but after thinking about it, he came back to visit his sick old father. He probably wouldn't be able to wear this vest for long, so he might as well be more generous from the moment he came out, reaching out and reaching for it. The first one pointed: "The highest one."
"Ah?" Lao Huang was dumbfounded and looked at Song Yu blankly.
After a while, a low-key and simple carriage passed two long queues and drove all the way to the deserted Sanzhang City Gate, which represented identity and weight. It attracted the attention of all passers-by.
The carriage was finally forced to stop at the city gate, which was personally guarded by General Zhenwei Li Zhiyu. He didn't get any news that the noble car was coming today, so he stopped the trespassing car with a long gun. He raised his eyebrows sharply and said, "Who dares to break into this door without permission!"
Lao Huang and the other driver, A Niu, were trembling with fear. They subconsciously jumped out of the car and prepared to kneel down, but a man got out of the carriage faster and pointed at his face: "You guys, don't you recognize me?" ?”
Who are you, general... Li Zhiyu stared at him with an unhappy look, but when he met Song Yu's face, he froze, "Young, young... young city lord!" He said with a plop. He knelt down directly.
As we all know, there is only one direct young city lord in Tianyong. Although he has never been to the court, all the courtiers who have attended the palace banquet in the city lord's mansion have seen this young city lord.
Li Zhiyu has naturally seen it too. As soon as he knelt down, the guards behind him and the people around him also knelt down.
"Everyone, get up." Song Yu was on the carriage now and couldn't avoid it. He could only bow down and asked, "Can I go through this door?"
Li Zhiyu was just about to stand up when he heard the words and knelt down again: "Young City Lord, atone for your sins, humble duty..." After he knelt down, there were a group of people kneeling behind him, it was like a chain reaction.
"Get up and talk." Song Yu was still not used to his identity. He was dizzy when he saw the crowd of people kneeling down, and he didn't know why he had an ominous premonition: "Forget it, open the city gate quickly, I want to enter the city."
"Yes." Li Zhiyu did not dare to delay and hurriedly ordered his men to open the city gate. This three-foot-high city gate required the combined efforts of ten people to open it.
Song Yu was a little dumbfounded. If he had known that opening the city gate would be so troublesome, he might have queued up to do it more efficiently and not have to be admired by everyone. Just... I'm embarrassed.
Fortunately, the carriage was light and the city gate did not have to be fully opened. A space was soon opened for carriages and horses to pass through. Song Yu ordered Lao Huang to ride into the city, but Lao Huang was shaking like chaff. He never expected that the sick Taoist priest and a young prince he was carrying would be the current young city lord and his entourage!
So Song Yu was delayed for a while for no reason, and finally persuaded Lao Huang not to be nervous and to perform normally. Just when Lao Huang raised his riding whip and was about to rush straight to the city lord's mansion, a loud shout came from afar: "Young Master Tianyong is in front of you!"
Song Yu saw a man coming on horseback from a distance. He didn't even see clearly what the man looked like, so he pointed to another road and ordered: "Go here quickly!"
Lao Huang was still dizzy at the moment, so he subconsciously rushed out according to Song Yu's command.
"Coward! Why are you running away! I want to challenge you!"
Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he snatched the riding whip from Old Huang's hand and drove forward on his horse. He didn't stop until he was crazy.
However, no matter how fast the carriage was, it could not outrun the man on horseback, so the man blocked the carriage in front of the carriage. This man was only twenty years old, with a thin figure and sunken cheeks, and looked like he had been drained by alcohol and sex. However, he has a stern look on his face, and at first glance he is not an easy person to get along with. At this moment, he pointed at Song Yu with his riding whip: "Didn't you hear my young master shouting? Why are you running?"
Song Yu picked his ears frivolously: "I don't know you, why should I stop when you ask me to stop?"
As he spoke, he looked at the person opposite him up and down, and frowned: "And is it possible to run horses on the streets in Tianyongdu City today?"
"Your Tianyong rules can't control the people we summoned for free." The man with a defeated face snorted coldly, looked Song Yu up and down, with a look of contempt on his face, "Are you Song Yu? Tianyong The young master of the city?"
A few months ago, Song Yu would have laughed out loud if he heard such a question, but now faced with such a big trouble, Song Yu just wanted to sigh: "Probably."
Song Yu's casual tone obviously annoyed the young man. He stared: "Are you kidding me?"
As he spoke, his arms were raised high, as if he was going to whip the riding crop into Song Yu's face. Although he looks weak, he is actually very weak, but he still has a certain level. If he is really successful, Song Yu may not be able to avoid it. Just when his arm was raised to the top and his momentum was at its peak, a burst of energy rushed out from the car and hit his elbow at the right time.
The young man's full strength suddenly weakened, and he couldn't even hold the whip. He grabbed his elbow, which had no real damage, and shouted angrily into the carriage: "You dare to hurt me, young master. Do you know who I am? I am Sun Fengyuan, the master of Bai Zhao City!"
Sun Fengyuan was so arrogant that he walked through the market. Song Yu asked himself if he was afraid of society. At this moment, he just wanted to cover his face: "This is Tianyong. If you want to be arrogant, go back to your Baizhao City. If you have any normal demands, just submit the post according to the normal process!"
Song Yu actually didn't want to talk nonsense with anyone. He felt that the two of them were already attracting attention. But his status as the home court is here. This situation is equivalent to a prince being harassed by foreigners. Even if he is just a player, Tianyong City cannot hold its head up because of his temporary retreat.
If the prestige of Tianyong City was lost because of this kind of thing, Song Yu would be sick to death.
Song Yu's pretentious arrogance really made Sun Fengyuan restrained, but when he thought that he had finally made trouble in Tianyong for so long and finally brought out the rightful owner, Sun Fengyuan got sick again: "Submit a post? I want to think again. Are you trying to fool me? I want to come to a conclusion with you face to face. You must immediately terminate your engagement with Miss Su, otherwise you will not blame me for being rude!"
"Oh, okay." Song Yu nodded and patted Lao Huang to indicate that he could go to the city lord's mansion quickly. His cheap daddy is still sick.
Song Yu answered so readily that the words that were stuck in Sun Fengyuan's heart were lost. Suspecting that Song Yu was cunning, he followed the car and shouted to Song Yu in the car: "What do you mean by these words? Tell me clearly!"
Although the cabin is quite comfortable, it has little sound insulation after all. Song Yu was annoyed by the noise and opened the curtain and smiled at Sun Fengyuan: "I can break off the engagement. You can go back to your house and wait for the good news."
After saying that, he opened the curtain and prayed that the ancestor would not catch up with him again and make a lot of noise.
As expected, Sun Fengyuan stopped his horse and his whole body was trembling. what is this? He came all the way to fight for a beauty, but in the end she was looked down upon with disdain, as if what he wanted was trash that they could not even look at.
Sun Fengyuan was so angry that he threw down his whip and jumped up. He drew his long knife from behind and struck Song Yu's car.
"stop!"
"Young Master Sun, stop quickly!"
Several voices came from a distance at the same time, and the one who was faster than the voices was Jie Nanshi who had been sitting in the car. In the blink of an eye, he had appeared outside the carriage, and with a wave of his sleeves, he blocked the chopped down weapon. knife.
It was obviously soft long sleeves, but Sun Fengyuan made a clanking sound as if he had been struck by an iron stone.
As soon as Song Yu came out of the carriage, his face turned pale. Fortunately, my thighs held me tightly. The young master of Bai Zhao City was somewhat mentally disturbed. He had already promised the other party, but Sun Fengyuan actually dared to kill Tian Yong's young master in Tianyong's capital. How much hatred, how much hatred, can drive this young master Bai Zhao to go to other people's territory and do such stupid things.
Song Yu instinctively felt that something was wrong, but before he could think about it, the people who had just shouted had already rushed in front of them.
