The two voices belonged to two groups of people. The one in the back who was respectfully called Young Master Sun was a plump and fat man, but he was fair and tender, with a happy face and not a shabby look on his face. He was wearing a crimson official robe and sounded young, but he looked like a New Year doll and was extremely kind-faced.
The other person who yelled to stop was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes. He had a particularly resolute face and was not angry or authoritative.
Coupled with those chasing from behind, Li Zhiyu's three groups were complete.
But Song Yu was paralyzed, and he discovered the most fatal problem. These people had obviously seen him before, and he had no idea who these people were!
Moreover, thanks to Sun Fengyuan's previous sword attack and his current anger, Song Dynasty is still in war mode, so it is impossible to check the personal information of these NPCs and report their names! What is this, he jumped to meet an important person? This must be considered a flaw in the game flow, right? You have to memorize this pot of Ashite Technology.
Song Yu actually knew that his rash trip to Tianyong Capital was not a very wise choice, but he did not expect that it would be such a troublesome journey from the moment he entered the city, and his palms began to sweat. He didn't speak. Sun Fengyuan was still looking at his knife with a look of shock and suspicion. The other three groups didn't speak either, and the scene became quiet for a while.
In the end, it was the middle-aged man who took the lead and said, "Yu'er, you are finally back."
With this title and this attire, Song Yu finally felt confident. He tentatively called out, "Uncle?"
The middle-aged man's expression softened: "You should tell your uncle early when you come back so that he can send someone to pick you up."
Fortunately, he didn't admit his mistake. This person was his legendary uncle, the current boss of the Security Department - Chen Guogong Lin Ting.
Song Yu deliberately showed an anxious look: "Uncle, I heard my maid say that my father..."
Lin Ting raised her hand to stop what Song Yu was saying. Some of the content was not suitable for saying in the street: "I will take you to the city lord's mansion."
Song Yu responded obediently: "Okay."
The two people were chatting as if no one was watching. Sun Fengyuan finally reacted and became even more angry: "Don't you think too little of me? Are you declaring war on me for nothing?!"
This time, without waiting for Song Yu's answer, Lin Ting turned around and looked over, with eyes like a falcon: "Young Master Bai Zhaocheng, by assassinating our young master in the street of Tianyong's capital city, are you declaring war on Tianyong?"
When Lin Ting heard the words, he deliberately released a murderous aura from his body. As if Sun Fengyuan's answer was inappropriate, Lin Ting didn't mind letting his blood splatter on the spot. However, this stupid young man might have some magic weapon to protect himself, but he still wanted to talk back. But he was grabbed by the plump young man in red.
"Young Master Sun, kindness is the most important thing, don't you think so?" The young man smiled, his eyes turning into slits.
Sun Fengyuan also began to calm down at this moment, and his eyes drifted a bit. He was originally just here to fight, and did not want to be labeled as a street assassin.
But the eyes looking at Song Yu were still as gloomy as a knife, as if he was ready to kill someone at any time.
It has to be said that as soon as he entered the city of Song Dynasty, he felt that he was being treated as a protagonist, but it was obviously not what he expected. Song Yu became a Buddha. In order to avoid making too many mistakes and talking too much, he simply stayed in the carriage and pretended to be worried. He had rushed back after receiving the news that his father was seriously ill, because it was normal for him to be worried that his father would not want to talk.
Lin Ting, who was accompanying him, did not try to ask questions when he saw this, but his eyes could not help but look back and forth at the Taoist Jie Nanshi. Jie Nanshi was completely invisible and continued to regulate his breath and rest his mind.
Worried about having such a familiar person beside him, Song Yu didn't dare to look up at the scenery along the way. The driver of this carriage doesn't know how long it will take to arrive... As soon as Song Yu made a move, he called up the map of Tianyong City, and his face suddenly sank.
He raised his head, with a look of worry still on his face: "Uncle, this is not the way to the City Lord's Mansion."
Lin Ting's brows were also frowning, but he still calmed down and comforted this junior Song Yu: "You go back to your uncle's house to rest first. Your father... Well, in short, the doctor told you not to be exposed to the wind for the time being. You I’ll wait at my uncle’s house first.”
Song Yu felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this, and an inexplicable heavy weight weighed on his heart: "Thank you uncle. But if my father is really like that, I should wait at home."
Lin Ting's expression suddenly felt strange. After a long time, he sighed: "Yu'er, since you left the capital, your yard has been burned down by him."
? Song Yu was stunned. I knew that I was kicked out of the house by my father, but I didn’t know that being kicked out would be so intense and exciting.
"The city lord's move was too drastic, and we tried to dissuade him in every possible way at first. However, he has already made up his mind. You also know your father. Once he has made up his mind, no one can let him change it." Lin Ting held Song Yu's hand in his rough hands. The whole package made Song Yu feel a little warm: "It doesn't matter, now that you come back, you can stay with your uncle first."
Song Yu said "Yeah", feeling a little sad for no reason, and wanted to gossip about why he was driven away in the first place, so that the city lord even burned down the house after driving people away. But in this heavy atmosphere now, it’s not really suitable for clichés.
He could only continue to hold it in.
The carriage and horses soon arrived at Chen Guogong's mansion. When getting off the car, Song Yu subconsciously glanced to the right. That was the direction of the city lord's palace, but there were many houses in the city. He couldn't see the door of his house, he could only see a tall tower standing there. The shape of the tower is quite special. The lower part is pointed upward, like a sharp blade thrust into the clouds.
On the contrary, it is quite similar to the aura of Zang Feng's peak wall with countless sword marks carved on it.
"This tower suppresses the strongest alien beast that came out of the crack at the east end of the capital more than ten years ago." Jie Nanshi stood next to Song Yu and whispered.
Song Yu really didn’t know about this. In fact, his main plot in this week's game didn't go to Tianyong. He didn't know that much about this city.
I don’t know if his uncle’s family has the conditions for him to make up for it. Otherwise, I don’t know what the situation is like in my hometown... His role as a player can be said to be a failure.
There were already people waiting in front of the door of Chen Guogong's mansion. Before Song Yu could see him clearly, Yuan Fang rushed out of the carriage with a whoosh and immediately got into the other man's neck.
"Qiaoyi?" Song Yu was really surprised, "Aren't you recuperating in Yongxi Prefecture?"
"Young Master." Qiaoyi's eyes turned red and she knelt down, looking as if she was choked and unable to speak. Perhaps the depression in her heart was difficult to resolve, but compared to when Yongxi first woke up, she was actually a little less relieved. But there was obviously a lot of energy in his eyes.
After all, she was the one who was saved by Song Yu through "all kinds of hardships". Seeing her like this, he felt a little distressed and hurriedly supported her: "I don't blame you."
Qiaoyi nodded, her whole body still weak and helpless.
A group of people entered Chen Guogong's mansion. Although this place looks grand, the inside is not much different from ordinary wealthy people's homes. Although Song Yu came back suddenly, after preparing the meal for a while, the side room had already been tidied up. Lin Ting looked majestic, but actually he loved Song Yu very much: "Yu'er, you'll just have to wait for a few days. I'll also go check on the city lord's condition. When he gets better, I'll arrange for you to enter the palace."
"Thank you very much, uncle."
Song Yu felt his uncle's care very much. It was good, but it was a bit awkward to get used to it. Fortunately, Uncle Guo is also a master who manages everything day by day. In addition, Song Yu expressed that he wanted to take a rest, so he soon found peace.
At this moment, Xie Nanshi spoke for the first time: "You and your father..."
"Don't ask me, I really don't know." Song Yu spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "I also want to know what I did to make my father not love my mother."
These things are not mentioned in the entry.
Xie Nanshi was also a little helpless. This sign of Song Yu is clearly a strange ghost... But now that it has been confirmed that Song Yu is just a strange visitor, Xie Nanshi has no choice but to turn a blind eye.
What's more, he felt that he should comfort the other person. But compared to pale words, Xie Nanshi is more inclined to do something. He pondered for a long time and then asked hesitantly: "Do you want me to come into the palace and help you take a look?"
Song Yu couldn't hold back and pinched Xie Nanshi's face. As soon as his finger touched it, Jie Nanshi dodged it: "What are you doing?"
"Oh my god, could it be that our Taoist Master Jie was taken away?!" Song Yu looked at Jie Nanshi's expression with surprise, "Listen, is this what you said?"
Jie Nanshi said nothing and glanced at him coldly.
Song Yu immediately raised his hands in surrender: "It's just a joke, don't mind."
Seeing that Nan Shi still had no intention of speaking, Song Yu added: "Actually, it's not entirely a bad thing that I can't enter the palace for the time being. At least there are still many people here who recognize me as the young city lord. Isn't there a crack near Tianyong? Not today. It's convenient. I'll ask tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to see if we can get a closer look. My uncle happens to be in charge of the Safety Department, and he should be easy to talk to. "
These words were serious and reasonable, and Xie Nanshi's eyes finally fell on him again: "There's no rush."
"Have you really changed and are you actually trying to show off?" Song Yu was shocked. "Don't refuse. It's great that you can send me back. I can't waste your time anymore. But I still have to go in with you this time. We go out together, otherwise if we bump into that Sun Fengyuan again on the road, I might explain it to him inexplicably."
This time, Xie Nanshi did not refuse. But it was another person who categorically rejected Song Yu: "But where you are going next, you are not allowed to go in and out at the same time."
Song Yu turned his head and saw a woman in red standing outside the window at an unknown moment. Du Anchen was still as beautiful as a peach and as cold as ice. She glanced at Jie Nanshi and said to Song Yu, "The city chief wants to see you."
This sentence almost brought Song Yu to a halt: "Why are you here? Have you been to Jinshui Town or... Oh, yes, I want you to check who this Sun Fengyuan is. But... how do you know that the city leader is here? See me? Can’t the city lord not see guests now?”
Song Yu still had a lot of questions in his mind. He could only speak so fast, and there were so many questions lined up that he couldn't come up with them all at once. He also wanted to know whether Qiaoyi Zai Tianyong was also Du Anchen's handiwork. He even thought that he might go out for a walk and meet Sister Fang and the others.
