Song Yu's wonderful expression made Xie Nanshi begin to regret it. He began to reflect on whether he had indulged Song Yu too much and had just agreed too quickly. Think about it carefully... What serious thing can this person do?
"Also, are you..." Song Yu had just asked halfway when Jian Nanshi's face darkened. He swallowed back the question of whether there were any delicious specialties there, and felt a little distressed.
With all this foreshadowing, he could no longer ask Nanshi's identity in the Jiange as if nothing had happened.
But this curiosity doesn't have to be solved now. We have gone home with others, and some things can always be clarified. It would be bad if we offend others. So he quickly said "good night" and ran away.
Got out.
Xie Nanshi sighed, stood up, walked under the lamp, and took out the broken jade pendant. Since Song Yu also wanted to accompany him, the original cycle and plan had to be adjusted.
…
In fact, it's not just Jie Nanshi who needs to adjust his plan, Song Dynasty also needs to adjust his plan.
After all, he is still working in the Security Department. Although it is just a casual 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 went 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. It was possible to defend Yongxi Prefecture.
, the Song Dynasty took the greatest credit. The Song Dynasty had a profound background. Although it caused a huge mistake, it was better to be safe and sound than to let the nephew of the Duke of the country die in Yongxi Prefecture.
Now the sky has cleared up 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. As he walked, he asked for credit: "I have written the siege of the city into a memorial, in which I wrote about you, my dear nephew."
His achievements should be sent back to Tianyong in these 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 own situation yet, and he doesn't have any fundamental support.
Yongxi Prefecture was very high-profile back then, but now it is very 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 a young and powerful kid came to serve in the Security Department with a gold plate?
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 after he had made a contribution, he should really want to prove his ability to the family? Zhou Qinian’s petition was all true.
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. It's just unimportant.
Little people.”
"Hiss..." Although Zhou Qinian has not fully figured out Song Yu's intention, he no longer doubts that this young man has knowledge and vision beyond his imagination. Now that the other party has spoken, his promotion will not
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 I came here this time is to ask for a leave from Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Qinian smiled. Isn't this kid not willing to take credit just for rest? "What a problem. My nephew has worked hard this time. He should have a good rest and come back a few days later."
Song Yu hummed, and added with a somewhat unnatural look: "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. Let alone Zhou Qinian, he himself had never heard of anyone asking for leave on an annual basis. He thought for a moment and then said: "Perhaps Mr. Zhou went out to investigate the situation of the White Walkers.
For a task, it’s best to have a longer time period?”
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 as a guest, 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, as long as the young master didn't come back with any trouble. I don't know why, when he heard him talk about the exploration mission, his heart jumped. He always felt like this.
The young master will return to Yongxi with certain circumstances that he cannot predict.
But did Zhou Qinian dare to say no? He didn't dare, so he could only respond with a wry smile: "Then I will wait 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 affairs of the Ping An Department have been resolved, and all that is left are the people in the Song Mansion. Even if he cares about these people, Xie Nanshi probably won't agree, so it is best to let these people stay in Yongxi, including Zhou Qinian and Qi Rong
Help take care of them, I guess they won't 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 Xie 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 person quickly 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 an unreliable 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 will hold on to this.
No one can do anything to him.
Including Song Yu, he also felt a little regretful at this time. At first, Yun Lang could tell that he was a stubborn guy when he worshiped the evil god without any hesitation. But now, the stubbornness is on him.
Who would have thought that this trap for so long could still trip him up...
In today's era, although spiritual energy has recovered due to the invasion of other worlds, and there are more people practicing martial arts and cultivating Taoism, it is still a legend to achieve immortality. What's more, Yunlang has no bones and cannot cultivate superior martial arts, and his meridians are not suitable for Taoism.
, barely being an ordinary person with good skills is already the limit.
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 whether he succeeds or not is up to his own fate, which is considered a disclaimer. But... a child who is unreasonable will hold on to the front and play tricks.
What can Song Yu do? The talisman on his body doesn't have the sleep buff, so he really can't escape now.
"Can."
Xie Nanshi's voice suddenly came. It turned out that the movement in Song Yu's room 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 was about to rush towards Jie Nanshi: "Master!"
"I have never officially accepted you as my disciple, and now that you are called Master, it is not right." Xie Nanshi's hand gently pressed on Yun Lang's head, so softly, but firmly stopping his intimacy.
Action. Because what I want to say 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 call out "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 thought about it?"
Yun Lang had a poor life, so he had lived a carefree life since he was a child. Rules? Song Yu was a very unruly person. Yun Lang sometimes felt that the Song family was in trouble. Therefore, he was asked to imagine a place with strict rules.
What does a meticulous sect look like, and how do you want to 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: "Don't answer me in a hurry, this matter is about
You should think carefully about it all your life."
Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red and he turned around and ran away.
Song Yu didn't interrupt the whole process. When the child ran away, he couldn't help but smacked his lips: "Are you really planning to take him back?"
He thought that an elite sect like Jiange would pay more attention to the bones and meridians when recruiting disciples. Although Yunlang was not crippled to the extent like him, he had no bones and was obviously not a person suitable for cultivation.
The limit is the limit of martial arts.
"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 that he had been hit by an arrow in the knee and couldn't help but hold his forehead. "Okay, stop talking. I have 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 game company figured out what the bug was, Song Yu could only hug him until he cleared the level.