Wei Buzhou's purpose of introducing Song Zheng was not so simple, but he could never have imagined that Song Zheng had used him as a cover to sneak into Jiangning City, and he couldn't imagine that Song Xiaolang's classmates would not even dare to return home casually now. Obviously, with Song Xiaolang's incorruptible tongue, even Wei Buzhou did not suspect it. "Read 10,000 books, travel 10,000 miles." Wei Buzhou was convinced of such nonsense, and Song Zheng's appearance of short brown and knotted when he first appeared was also covered up.

Now Song Xiaolang is sitting in the pavilion of Fengzhuyuan, alone. A gust of cold wind blew, and even if Song Zheng was tenacious, he couldn't help but shudder. Song Mansion is not far from Fengzhuyuan, but it is only half a mile away, but Song Zheng does not dare to go back rashly, who knows that Dark Eagle or Jiang Kui's people are not there to stare at him? Thinking of this, Song Zheng was a little annoyed, now, how to establish himself safely in Jiangning City is a problem, and how to make a name for himself, let alone deal with Huang Song and others.

As the night got darker, Song Zheng didn't hold the lamp, just sat quietly. Ever since he was determined to take revenge, Song Zheng had used Jiangning City as a place to fight. And when he really stepped into the city, Song Zheng was a little dazed. After all, a person's strength is too weak, and even if he tries hard, it seems a little insignificant. Thankfully, he's still young, and in the four years since he was reborn, he's done the best he can.

The night was getting deeper. Song Zheng took a long breath and stood up. The night is like a fish in water for Song Zheng. For others, the night is unfathomable, and there is always a feeling that something dangerous awaits them. Song Zheng likes this hazy feeling very much, which means a challenge. Of course, good eyesight and ear are the guarantee for him to wander in the night.

Fengzhuyuan was not far from the Song Mansion, however, Song Zheng did not run directly there, but walked around the entire Song Mansion in a large circle, and even ate something in an unclosed tavern. To his surprise, he didn't find any suspicious people, which made Song Zheng quite uneasy. Song Zheng is still quite confident in his vision, even a master like Yingji can't escape Song Zheng's eyes.

Song Zheng naturally didn't know that the Dark Eagle was no longer dealing with him, and even the Song Mansion had greatly relaxed its surveillance. And Jiang Kui also withdrew his secret hand early, Li Hongniang had just been hit hard, and the people of the Jiangning Imperial City Division could no longer take care of Song Zheng.

Song Zheng walked around the Song Mansion again, there were very few in this circle, almost next to the periphery of the Song Mansion, Song Zheng even heard the sound of Song Xiaosi feeding the horses, and still didn't find anything unusual.

Although he was a little happy, Song Zheng, who was cautious by nature, decided to climb over the wall. "Damn, it's fucking bad luck to go over the wall when you go back to your own house." Song Zheng scolded secretly, found a low place, and took out the fish intestine sword. With a slight jump, Song Zheng inserted the fish intestine sword horizontally into the wall, shouted with one hand, pulled a piece of his body up, and grabbed the wall with his left hand.

This kind of wall, which is a few feet high, with Song Zheng's skills, does not have any challenge. However, as soon as he leaned his body up, Song Zheng encountered a little trouble. The inside of the wall was covered with clumps of thorn branches, some of which were even higher than the wall. Even if Song Zheng climbed the wall, he couldn't jump in smoothly, he didn't want to be hung by the spikes on the branches.

After observing the wall for a while, Song Zheng crawled forward along the wall. More than ten zhang in front, there is a two-story small building, a section of cornices between the first and second floors is five or six feet away from the wall, which can be borrowed.

Song Zheng cautiously reached the corner of the eaves, and the cat jumped up and jumped sharply, successfully grabbing the corner of the eaves. Song Zheng grabbed the corner of the eaves, swung his body back and forth a few times, and then threw himself up hard. His body drew a parabola, touching a pillar immediately below.

Song Zheng's strength was controlled just right, and when he hugged the pillar, he didn't find a sound, and he reached the ground smoothly.

At this moment, there was a slight footstep, and then two figures turned the corner of the house in front of them and walked this way. They were carrying a dead wind lamp, the candlelight was dim, and they could vaguely identify two women with graceful figures.

Song Zheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said secretly, could it be that this small building is where Ming'er and Se'er live? At this time, Se'er's voice also came, "Ming'er, are we too careful?" In the middle of the night, how could anyone come to the Song Mansion! Her voice was a little hoarse, with a peculiar coquettishness.

"It's okay to be cautious," Ming'er's voice was also hoarse, very low, and seemed very careful, "Who knows if people outside will climb the wall to get in." They can't find Childe, so maybe they'll ask us for news. ”

"Didn't those people see it today?" Ser muttered.

"If Childe doesn't come back for a day, he won't be insured. What if they come back suddenly? Ming'er sighed, "Erhei and Huzi have been patrolling the night, and they are also tired these days. I can't always be tired of them, I sang in the first half of the night today. ”

Speaking of this, Ming'er made a silent gesture, and it turned out that the two had already come to the front of the building. Ser nodded, and the two of them pushed the door in together, quickly closing the door. Song Zheng bowed down and came to the door. Soon, there was a conversation inside.

"Ming'er, Se'er, you're back, where is our young lady?" It was Lu Hong's concubine who spoke, and the original Lu Mansion's girl Cuiyu.

"Madame left her to speak, and she will rest there tonight." Ming'er replied, "Cuiyu, go to sleep!" ”

Cui Yu answered, said "You guys go to bed early", and then fell silent.

Listening to the direction of the voice, Song Zheng knew that Cuiyu should be on the second floor, while Ming'er and Se'er were on the first floor.

Song Zheng was about to cough lightly and appeared to meet the second daughter, when he suddenly heard Se'er say, "Ming'er, I miss him so much, do you want him?" ”

Ming'er sighed, "It's been more than ten days since we came back, and there is still no news, Madame's side, I don't know how to reply." ”

"Yes, even Mr. Song has asked twice. Will you ask the Imperial City Division tomorrow? Let's see if there's any news from Sister Li's side. Didn't she take someone to find Xiaolang! ”

"Well, I'll take a look tomorrow, you can wash and sleep first. I'll go out for a spin in a moment. ”

"Where have you slept these days, or I'll come, you rest." Ser couldn't help but say something, and walked towards the door.

Song Zheng was startled and hurriedly flashed aside. But my heart is warm. He really didn't expect that Ming'er and Se'er would love each other so much, and stabilize the family without showing up.

Thinking of this, Song Zheng couldn't hold back any longer, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?" Ming'er's voice suddenly became nervous, and Song Zheng even heard the sound of the weapon being unsheathed.

Song Zheng smiled, it seemed that this period of time had made them nervous. "How can Song be virtuous, can he win the favor of the two! Luckily! Luckily! Song Zheng pushed the door open and stepped in.

Inside the house, a pair of beautiful people were looking at this side, as if they were stunned, in a still state. The lamp in Ser'er's hand fell to the ground, and Ming'er pressed the sword in her hand, and the sword was already halfway out of its sheath.

"What? Don't know me anymore? The corners of Song Zheng's mouth curled and he stood with his hands down.

"Xiaolang!" Ser and Ming'er shouted in unison and rushed forward together. Song Zheng held them one in his arms and stroked their shoulders.

"I thought something had happened to you! Whining! Ser Er cried, and her pink fist beat Song Zheng's chest. Ming'er leaned her face tightly on Song Zheng's shoulder, tears flowing down her face, wetting Song Zheng's shoulder.

Song Zheng was full of emotion for a while, Ming'er and Se'er were both princesses of the same country, but they were willing to follow him as their maids. Although he has never really treated them as maids, this affection makes Song Zheng feel heavy in his heart.

The movement downstairs naturally alarmed the upstairs. Cui Yu also got dressed and went downstairs. With outsiders present, Ming'er and Se'er were a little embarrassed and wiped away their tears.

"Childe, you're back!" Cui Yu was very pleasantly surprised, "I'll call Miss!" With that, he hurried out.

Song Zheng hurriedly stopped her, "Sister-in-law, it's too late, don't alarm my parents anymore, I'll go over by myself tomorrow morning." "In the middle of the night, the people in Hefu are all tossing, and the movement is definitely not small, which Song Zheng does not want to see.

Cuiyu nodded.

"Sister-in-law, let's go up and rest first, and I'll talk to the two of them." Song Zheng arched his hand. Cuiyu is Lu Hong's concubine, and there is still the necessary respect for Song Zheng.

Cui Yu answered, looked Song Zheng up and down again, and then went upstairs.

As soon as Cui Yu left, Song Zheng stretched out his arms again and motioned for Ming'er and Se'er, who had just escaped, to come into his arms. After all, Se'er is a Jurchen woman, bold and spicy, and immediately a bird flew into Song Zheng's arms like a human. Ming'er hesitated for a moment and leaned over.

Song Zheng closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the two of them one by one, but his hands tightened, allowing the two to get closer to him.

Ming'er raised her head suddenly, broke free from Song Zheng's embrace, circled around Song Zheng, and watched carefully.

"Ming'er, what are you looking at?" Ser asked curiously.

Ming'er looked at it and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Xiaolang, you're not injured, are you?" ”

"Believe in your man's ability, okay?" Song Zheng smiled, "Can those stinky sweet potato rotten bird eggs of the dark eagle hurt me?" ”

"No shame! No shame! Ser also jumped away, scratching her index finger on her face, "A little kid, you still want to be a man!" ”

Song Zheng rubbed his hands, "Who said you wanted me just now?" ”

"You ......" No matter how bold Ser was, her face couldn't help but turn red.

Song Zheng was happy and sat down on the chair with a loud bang. Ming'er glanced at Song Zheng and stepped forward to pour a glass of water. Se'er leaned over again, squatted down in front of Song Zheng, and pressed her face against Song Zheng's lap.

Song Zheng touched Se'er's hair lovingly, and reached out to pull Ming'er again, "These days, I've worked hard for you." ”

Ming'er shook her head, like a little daughter-in-law, so docile. ~[(m)Bulletless window reading]