Chapter Seventy-Seven: Visiting

The news about the results of the Song family's juvenile competition has spread all over Xinan Town overnight, and this night, the entire Xinan Town can be regarded as full of people, whether it is those residents, or several major families in Xinan Town, as well as the Taiyun Martial Arts Hall, they are all lively discussions, especially Song Yi's dark horse came out, which made many people seem quite surprised.

How could it be that it was not Song Mumu, Song Xiaoxuan, Song Tiansheng or one of Song puppets who won the championship, but the young master of Minghaotang who had been silent for many years and was almost forgotten?

In this regard, different voices are coming out, some people say that Song Yi has gotten some kind of creative adventure, and some people say that Song Yi has hidden it and endured it for many years, of course, some people say that Song Yi has taken shit luck, and the strength of the young generation of the Song family is not good.

The last point of view came from Wang Cheng of the Wang family, who said in an angry tone after learning that Song Yi had won the championship.

In addition to the heated discussion, there are also practical actors, the Yang family is like this, on the night of the end of the Song family's juvenile competition, the head of the Yang family is personally drafted a congratulatory letter, sent someone into the Song family, the letter not only has the praise and congratulations to the new generation of the Song family, but also has the meaning of matching the Song family and the Yang family to communicate with each other.

The five hall masters who got this letter were naturally smiling, in their opinion, this youth competition was the most successful in the past ten years, and its promotion effect on the Song family's heritage and strength was much better than in previous years.

It is in such a lively atmosphere that a long night has passed, the heat of Xinan Town has gradually dissipated in the second half of the night, and as the fog drifts out of the valley in the early morning of the next day, covering Xinan Town, everything that was noisy yesterday is as if it has not happened, and the whole Xinan Town is temporarily clean again.

The rising sun rises from the borders of the sky as usual, dispersing the mist that envelops the earth.

In the Song family's Ming Hall, Qiao Yun was preparing porridge for Song Yi early, she sent the boiled hot water and meals to Song Yi's house, but when she walked to the door, she found that Song Yi's door had already been opened.

Qiao Yun was puzzled for a moment, then walked into the house with a meal, glanced at it, and found that Song Yi was not there.

"Young Master Song Yi. Putting the meal and hot water for washing her face on the table, Qiao Yun tried to whisper, but no one responded, which made Qiao Yun frown, but at this moment, she heard a sound of footsteps outside the house, Qiao Yun immediately walked to the door to take a look, only to see Song Yizheng walking slowly from the corridor not far away, and soon arrived at the door.

"Young Master Song Yi, you just now..." Looking at Song Yi who appeared, Qiao Yun just wanted to ask where he went, but he immediately stopped talking about his words, Qiao Yun realized that he seemed to be asking a question that should not be asked, where did Young Master Song Yi go, did he still have to say hello to himself? Maybe it was because Young Master Song Yi was too good to himself these days, and there was almost no distinction between master and servant, so that Qiao Yun almost ignored his identity as just a servant.

"Young Master Song Yi, please wash up and eat. Lowering her head slightly, Qiao Yun returned to her regular appearance, but at this moment, Song Yi, who had just entered the door, waved his hand and threw a black metal sign to Qiao Yun, and said:

"This is the pass card to go to the Library Pavilion, today you have a day off, take this to Xu Pang." ”

Qiao Yun caught the black metal brand thrown by Song Yi, she looked at the small sign in her hand, she was slightly stunned at first, and then Qiao Yun, who came back to her senses, finally knew what Young Master Song Yi was going to do early in the morning, this kind of pass card can only be in the hands of the housekeeper, and Song Yi was able to get it, which obviously means that he went to the housekeeper early in the morning, and what Young Master Song Yi did turned out to be the promise he made to Xu Pang last night.

Qiao Yun, who had a hint of warmth in her heart, immediately noticed the second half of Song Yi's sentence... What does it mean to have a day off? In Qiao Yun's cognitive system, when did the servant also have the concept of a holiday?

As if seeing the doubts in Qiao Yun's heart, Song Yi continued: "I have some things today, and it's useless for you to go with me, so I'll just go alone, your words... Feel free to do whatever you want. ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yi directly entered the house, washed his face at the table and began to eat, and Qiao Yun, who was standing in front of the door, also roughly understood what Song Yi meant after relieving himself, although this kind of thing seemed to be too casual, but Qiao Yun still responded to what Song Yi said.

Ten minutes later, Song Yi, who had finished eating the morning porridge, left under Qiao Yun's eyes, and the direction he went was the east of the Song family, and Qiao Yun also took the pass card given by Song Yi directly after cleaning up everything in the house, and went to the Song family.

The wind and the sun are beautiful, the morning light is faint, when the rising sun pulls out the mansions of the Song family, Song Yi is walking on an avenue leading to the east of the Song family, although in terms of time, it is only about half past six breakfast on the earth, but along the way, Song Yi has seen a lot of people who get up for morning exercises, including some young people.

According to this world, early morning is the time when the vitality of heaven and earth is the most abundant, and it is also a good time for cultivation, so the so-called morning exercise that Song Yi saw was not a walk and various exercises, what he saw was people sitting cross-legged as if they were absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, some were in front of the window in the house, some were under the trees outside the house, and some were actually directly on the roof.

And when Song Yi walked through these crowds, most of the people who were aware of it cast admiring glances at Song Yi, which was not the same as the previous awe of Song Yiming's identity as the young master, obviously the influence of the juvenile competition had completely changed Song Yi's image in the hearts of most people.

Under the eyes of different people on the road, Song Yi, who had walked for about ten minutes, finally arrived at his destination today, which is a small mansion located in the woods east of the Song family, surrounded by elegant and quiet, and the lush jungle keeps the air fresh.

However, Song Yi came here today, not to enjoy the garden, but to meet someone, for this reason, he asked for this address through the housekeeper early in the morning.

Standing in front of the door of this mansion, Song Yi did not step directly into it, but stopped and thought for a while, as if sorting out his thoughts, and only half a minute later did Song Yi really step into the gate of the house, and a spacious courtyard of about ten meters also appeared in front of him.

Although the courtyard is small, there is a small pond in which fish float on the surface of the water to breathe in the fresh air, and next to the pond is a lush green meadow with a few small flowers blooming on it.

However, Song Yi's gaze did not focus on the arrangement of these garden scenes, he looked directly at a white-clothed young man standing on the edge of the pool with his hands in his hands, this young man was a little thin, and his expression was a little lacking in blood, and some faint scars on his face and arms marked what had happened to him.

"Brother Tianyuan, have you made your state better in the past few days?" Looking at the emaciated young man, Song Yi, who had stepped into the courtyard, stepped forward directly to say hello, and his words also indicated the identity of the young man.

This is Song Tianyuan, who was rescued from the Wang family by Song Yi a few days ago.

(To be continued)