"Coming back?"

Song Yi, who was already sitting at the table in the room, looked at Qiao Yun who walked in from outside the door, and he could see from the sweet smile on the latter's face that Qiao Yun must be having a good day today, so he also teased a little: "Where are you going to play with Xu Pang today?"

Song Yi's ridicule caught Qiao Yun, who had just entered the door, a little off guard, and she could only bow to Song Yi first, and then hesitated for a moment before saying to Song Yi in a report: "Young Master Song Yi, today Xu Pang and I first ate noodles in a noodle restaurant south of the market, and then we went to the small town of Hualin..."

"Stop, stop... It's okay!" Qiao Yun's 1510 serious elaboration made Song Yi a little stunned, he was just ridiculing, but he didn't expect Qiao Yun to really describe today's experience in detail, making it seem as if he was really interrogating.

"Did you hand over the things to Xu Pang?" Song Yi changed the subject and asked.

Qiao Yun nodded: "Xu Pang asked me to thank you and say that this is your favor to him." ”

"It's just a gesture, and I know he's very interested in this knowledge, and there are not many people going to the library anyway, so instead of letting these books get moldy, it is better to make the best use of them and show them to those who need them. Song Yi waved his hand and said disapprerovitically.

"Young Master Song Yi, you... Have you eaten at night?" Qiao Yun looked at Song Yi and asked suddenly, and as soon as she asked this question, there was a gurgling sound in the room, and the source of the sound was from Song Yi's stomach.

Song Yi shrugged his shoulders with an 'obvious' expression, and Qiao Yun immediately turned around when he saw this, and was about to walk outside the house: "Young Master Song Yi, I'll go prepare a meal for you." ”

"Wait a minute. Song Yi stopped Qiao Yun, who was about to walk out of the door.

"Young Master, you... What are your orders?" Qiao Yun, who turned around, asked Song Yi.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you a question. Song Yi said.

The young master just asked. Qiao Yun replied unequivocally.

Looking at Qiao Yun standing in front of the door, Song Yi pondered for a moment before asking his own question: "Do you want to learn a fighting technique that can protect yourself?"

As soon as Song Yi's words came out, the whole room fell into a dead silence, and on Qiao Yun's face, an expression as if she had heard the wrong words also appeared, and she fell into a dumbness for a while.

"Young Master Song Yi, I..." was dumbfounded for a moment, Qiao Yun, who came back to her senses, began to be a little panicked, she just wanted to say something to Song Yi, but saw Song Yi raise his hand and wave it at herself.

"It's okay, you go and prepare the meal. Song Yi interrupted what Qiao Yun was about to say, because he knew that for Qiao Yun and their maids, there would be no positive or negative answer to this kind of question, because this had already begun to involve some dead rules for maids and servants in the Song family, but Song Yi had passed the change in Qiao Yun's expression that Qiao Yun had revealed earlier, and he could already judge the true expectations of Qiao Yun in his heart for this question, so he didn't need to listen to Qiao Yun say the answer.

Qiao Yun also exhaled with relief at this time, and immediately turned around to prepare a meal for Song Yi, while Song Yi, who was sitting in the room, looked at his departing back and thought about it.

......

More than ten minutes later, in the candlelit room, Song Yi ate all the meals sent by Qiao Yun, and then he handed over the rest of the things to the latter to deal with, and ordered to prepare hot water in an hour, and then, Song Yi went out directly and walked in the direction of the mansion of the Ming Horn Hall.

It was another evening moment, which meant that Song Yi had spent another day in this world, but at this time, Song Yi did not have the heart to appreciate the full moon that had just emerged in the distance, he walked on the main road of the Ming Horn Hall, and met a patrol team that had just come out to patrol on the way.

"Young Master Song Yi. Seeing Song Yi strolling by, the patrol team of more than a dozen people immediately stopped and greeted him.

"Everyone's worked hard. Song Yi also smiled and beckoned to them, and then continued to walk towards the front of the main road.

At this moment, the dozen or so guards were a little stunned, they looked at each other, obviously what Song Yi said just now sounded too strange to them, after all, the Song family has been patrolling for so many years, but no young master or young lady will greet them so kindly.

"Young Master Song Yi is sure enough... It is worthy of being the champion of the junior competition. ”

"He's the best young master in our family, there's no one. ”

"Last time, that kid from Song Puppet kicked our captain, alas, they are all young masters, why is there such a big gap?"

"Don't say anything, keep patrolling. ”

......

While the guards were praising Song Yi to each other, Song Yi, who was the object of praise, had already walked away at this time, and after walking on the main road for a few minutes, he finally arrived at the destination he was about to reach.

This is a large mansion located at the front of the main road of the Ming Horn Hall, there are two huge lanterns hanging in front of the door of the mansion, among which there are bright candles emitting to dispel the darkness in front of the door, and on both sides of the gate, there are two guards with halberds, and they faintly exude an aura that Song Yi is no stranger to.

That was the power of the Yuan Qi, and that meant that both of the guards had reached the level of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

The only person who can get this level of guard from the entire Minghao Hall is obviously the residence of Song Qing, the master of the Minghao Hall.

"Young Master Song Yi, you're here. When the guard in front of the door saw Song Yi's arrival, he immediately greeted him with a fist.

"Is my father in the mansion now?" Song Yi raised his hand and asked.

"The hall master is in the house. With that, a guard directly pushed the door open for Song Yi, and Song Yi also stepped into it.

As the residence of the lord of the Ming Dynasty, this mansion naturally has the best layout, so Song Yi, who entered the mansion, first saw a rockery and a small pool, dotted with lotus leaves in the pool, in addition to a number of spacious houses, outside the house is a flat grass a few inches high, and willow trees hanging down by the pool.

Such a garden scene, according to the standards of the earth, is also an extremely good design, but Song Yi came this time, but not to enjoy these scenes, after he walked into a house, he came to a courtyard along the corridor in the house, and at this moment, a majestic figure is sitting with his eyes closed, and he breathes and breathes, and the vitality of heaven and earth is pulled and moved.

"Daddy. Looking at the man who was sitting on the plate and was cultivating, Song Yi stepped forward directly and shouted.