Song Yang, Er Fool, Xiao Qi and other selected people lived in a luxury post house that had been prepared long ago after the 'end', with a comfortable room for one person, with halls, bedrooms and even kitchens and bathrooms. There were special servants to drive them, and soldiers were guarding them outside. The treatment suddenly went from the ground to the sky, which is not difficult to understand, now these people have become the pillars of Nanli, even if they can't be selected for the first product, there will be various exhibitions in the future to serve the country, and the court will naturally treat them well.

On the way to the post house, Song Yang found the official in charge of greeting them, hoping that they could arrange a place for the mute to live in the post house, and the little official happily agreed.

When he arrived at the place, Song Yang first applied acupuncture and medicine to help the mute heal his injuries, and then had a hearty dinner with his companions, he was fine, but Xiao Qi, Er Fool and Qu were extremely happy, and celebrated fiercely, and then they went back to their rooms.

In the room, there were already servants ready to prepare bath water, Song Yang was not polite, soaked into the wooden barrel comfortably, starting from Gao Changshi's attack in the afternoon, until the end of the fight against Chen Hui, hard work, hard work, soaked in hot water and fell asleep unconsciously, until there was a knock on the door, Song Yang woke up in shock, hastily changed into the new clothes that had been prepared long ago and rushed to open the door.

The one who knocked on the door was the officer in charge of the garrison post house, and he hugged his fists and said: "There is a woman outside, who claims to be Mr. Song's maidservant, and wants to see Mr. ”

Song Yang was a little stunned, frowned and shook his head, and the officer reminded again: "She said that her surname is Gu." ”

As soon as the 'surname Gu' was mentioned, Song Yang suddenly realized, nodded and smiled: "Got it, let her come up." ”

After a while, the knock on the door sounded again, but this time without waiting for Song Yang to open the door, the other party pushed open the door and walked in.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, she was the girl who fed Gu Zhaojun porridge when they last met. Holding a long wooden box in her hand, she walked to Song Yang and bowed down: "Slave maid to meet Gongzi." Then, he opened the wooden box in his hand again: "Mr. Gu said that Gongzi is a blockbuster today, and he is worthy of this 'Chu Yu' treasure knife." There is no need to forge the broken knife again, just throw it away. ”

The knife is a good knife, better than the previous one, Song Yang played with 'Chu Yu': "I used a bad one for his knife, and he sent another one for a bad one, and I owe him more and more favors." ”

The girl got up and smiled sweetly: "Mr. Gu said that there will be better if the knife is broken, but it is the son, those who do big things should take care of their health." ”

Song Yang smiled and diverted the topic: "The Tubo people who made trouble at the venue were arranged by Lao Gu, right?" ”

The girl looked surprised: "How do you know?" ”

It's not hard to guess. It is true that the Tibetan businessmen are domineering, but they dare to come to the stage to make trouble knowing that Qin Cha is present, which is inevitably a little wrong.

What's more, the Qincha here is the daughter of the king of Zhenxi. The royal flags around the high platform are eye-catching, Hongbo Mansion is the most ferocious and the most hateful force in Nanli, and ordinary Tibetan merchants will walk around when they see it, how can anyone take the initiative to go up to find trouble.

It's just so coincidental that the Tubo businessmen didn't make trouble sooner or later, so they rushed to make trouble when Song Yang had just passed the election and had not yet left the high platform...... Song Yang also understood at that time that this group of people was pulling the banner of 'looking down on the selection of talents', but they were actually coming for him, and apart from Gu Zhaojun, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would do this.

At least until now, the surname Gu has no malicious intent, and there should be a deep meaning of helping Song Yang in this farce. It was Song Yang who happily 'took the call' and made the competition vigorous, although he still couldn't figure out what Gu Zhaojun's 'deep meaning' was, but it didn't prevent him from continuing to sing this play, the more lively and sensational the singing, the more beneficial it should be.

"Mr. Gu also has an explanation for this matter," the girl continued to laugh: "He said that the son did a good job, and he was relieved, and his hard work was not in vain." As for why this is the case... He didn't say it. ”

Song Yang didn't entangle with the girl, and asked directly: "Is Lao Gu in Qingyang City, I'll ask him myself." In addition, I would like to ask him for a favor, there is a rare medicinal herb, I want to ask him if he has it. ”

The girl shook her head: "Mr. Gu is already gone, and I can't contact him, but the slave maid thinks that it should not be long before he takes the initiative to find the son, if it is not urgent, you can tell him at that time, and the slave and the maid will also help the son write down the matter......"

Song Yang didn't pursue Gu Zhaojun's whereabouts again, but found a strange place in the other party's words: "When you call Lao Gu, shouldn't you call 'my master' or 'master', it feels a little strange to hear the title 'Mr. Gu' from your mouth." ”

The girl shook her head: "Originally, it was the 'head of the family', but now that the maid is already a son, this title can no longer be used." ”

The last time we met, Gu Zhaojun once said that as long as Song Yang could stand out from the selection of talents in Qingyang, he would give him the feeding maid around him.

Song Yang coughed, waved his hand and smiled: "I accepted the knife, I don't dare to ask for it." Anyway, thank you host. ”

The girl frowned slightly when she heard this, as if she was thinking about something, and after a while, she showed a smile: "The slave knows, disturb the son's rest." With that, he turned and walked towards the door.

She walked very slowly, and seemed to be waiting for Song Yang to change her mind and call her back.

Song Yang didn't pay attention to it, but after the girl's figure disappeared, his figure shook and quietly chased him out.

His body style has always been vigorous, for fear that others will not know, but now Song Yang is vigorous, even if he does not use his internal strength and body method, he can still fall silently, and ordinary people can't detect it. Song Yang wanted to see Gu Zhaojun and asked him for a taste of medicinal materials, which he needed urgently. Tracking the girl is the easiest way to find Gu Zhaojun.

has been tracking for several miles, the girl's back has always been in Song Yang's gaze, to a deserted place, the girl suddenly stopped, first to the southeast direction Ying Ying bowed, and then turned around, and then glanced in the direction of the post house, through the bright moonlight clearly visible, the girl's tears are like a spring.

And the next moment, the girl gritted her teeth.

The small cheekbones are gently protruding, and this expression is indescribably cute...... But Song Yang was taken aback and shouted in a low voice: "No!" "Rush to the girl's side with all your strength, and punch it!

The fist, which was harder than the rock, was at the intersection of the chest and abdomen, and the girl vomited out, and then Song Yang quickly sealed several big points with his left hand, and moved the needle like the wind with his right hand...... Detoxification.

is the same as Rong Youquan in the Yin Family Stack three years ago, the second molars in the lower row and on the right have long been hollowed out, and poison is infused inside, and the girl gritted her teeth to take poison.

Fortunately, compared with three years ago, Song Yang's ability to use poison and detoxify has been greatly improved, and the medicinal materials he carried with him this time are complete, and the girl has been beaten to vomit before she can completely swallow the poison, and with all her rescue, the poison will be quickly expelled. Finally there was no danger, Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with a wry smile: "What do you do with good poison?" ”

The girl's consciousness was not lost, and tears rippled: "It seems that if you put on a knife, the things that Mr. Gu sent out will not be taken back, and if he sends me to you, I will not be able to go back......"

Speaking of this, the girl cried out: "But you don't want me!" ”

Song Yang was angry and funny: "So you have to die?" As he spoke, he stretched out his legs and sat down beside the girl: "Is the surname so worthless?" If you can't go back, forget it, there is no place in the world of flowers. ”

The girl put away her grief, but still choked: "I don't know martial arts, I don't know how to make money, I have never gone out alone, I have only learned one skill since I was a child: service." With this ability, should you commit to Qinglou or find someone to be a concubine in the ninth room? I'd rather die. ”

Her tears flowed again: "I know why you won't keep me, but you're mistaken. Mr. Gu treats me very well, you have to ask me about his secrets... Don't say I don't know anything, and even if I do, I won't say a word; It's the same the other way around, he sent me to you, my surname is Song, and if he wants to ask me about you, I swear by my parents' spirit in the sky, and I will never say a word more. ”

After speaking, the girl turned her eyes to look at Song Yang, her expression was sad, but her eyes were full of expectation: "You... Do you believe it? ”

Song Yang shook his head: "I still don't believe it." But ......"

The girl's already dim gaze brightened again: "But what? ”

Song Yang laughed: "I really want to taste it, isn't the rice fed by the beautiful girl sweeter." As he spoke, he followed Gu Zhaojun's example and put his hands into his sleeves.

How could the girl not hear what Song Yang meant, but the cheer turned into a cry again, putting everything aside, but just turning around from the ghost gate just now was enough to be wronged.

Either the girl is as simple as she herself says, and would rather die than stay away from the inn and not cause trouble to her master; Either she was scheming to the point of being terrible, guessing that Song Yang was following behind, she used her surname to bet that Song Yang would be soft-hearted and gamble on a chance to be taken in again. Song Yang couldn't tell the difference, and he didn't bother to divide it.

His biggest secret is the identity of the demon star, Gu Zhaojun even knows this matter, at least until now, Song Yang has nothing else to worry about him knowing, since this is the case, there is really no need to worry too much, at least, with a beautiful maid by his side, it should feel good.

Song Yang patted his ass and stood up, and said with a smile: "Let's go." Go back to the inn. ”

The girl hurriedly got up, responded to the "slave and maid obey the order", sped up her pace to catch up with Song Yang, and after walking a few steps, she suddenly cheered, and lost the dignity of the master and servant, reached out to hug Song Yang's arm, jumped and laughed: "Thank you, son." ”

There were tears in his smile.

The girl's body was soft, Song Yang's arm was held in her arms, and her heart fluttered.

Song Yang is not an old master, since he feels comfortable, he let her hold him, turned his head to look at the girl, nodded and smiled: "Well, it's really a beautiful maid, this time Lao Gu can lose money...... Hey? ”

With the help of the stars and moons in the sky, Song Yang looked at the girl again, and finally found that something was wrong.

The girl was clever and understood Song Yang's doubts, and her smile became brighter and brighter: "Mr. Gu said that my son-in-law has good eyesight, can I see... At least when looking at a woman, the eyes are not very good. ”

After saying that, she concluded: "This is a good thing!" ”