Chapter 8: New Hatred and Old Hatred

Song Yi walked back to the palace unhurriedly, and as soon as he entered the door, Liu Datong's big face pounced.

chattered excitedly, but Song Yi didn't hear half a word clearly.

Hurriedly interrupted: "Stop, stop, just talk about how you talked." ”

Liu Datong suddenly restrained his smile and said seriously: "It's quite smooth, that Xin Guogong is so easy to speak, as if he knows that we are going to negotiate." ”

"That's good." Song Yi was also relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

When he went to meet the Zhang family's father and son, Liu Datong also took a little refined salt and went to the Xinguo Mansion for a while.

Xinguo Gong Tang He is another person in this Fengyang Mansion who has a salt introduction.

As for being able to talk about it so smoothly, Song Yi didn't expect it, probably because Brother Chun put a lot of effort into it.

After that, he went back to the study by himself.

He had to prepare a sealed document for a certain high-ranking official, and he thought about the content while grinding it in his hand.

Pleasing others is not a simple matter, the right intentions, at least on the surface, the language should be more concise and concise.

What these officials like the most is the feeling of being at the end of the day, which is called a hazy feeling.

After a while, Song Yi picked up the pen and wrote on rice paper.

I don't know how long it took, Song Yi always finished writing the first draft, and breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he suddenly see that there was a man wearing a flying fish suit beside him.

"Sit down, Brother Zhao, what's the matter?" Song Yi said unhurriedly.

Zhao Long sat down slowly, and said coldly: "It's already solid, the Zhang family colluded with officials to sell illicit salt; But the official has no clue at the moment. ”

"Do you have any clues in your conversation with the Zhang family's father and son?"

Song Yi replied in response to the question: "I will find out, soon!" ”

"That's good." Zhao Long answered in a deep voice, then got up and left.

"Do you believe me so much?" Song Yi was a little unaccustomed to it, and muttered to himself.

"It should be one person."

……

The next evening.

South of the city, Wanghua Street, Wuliu Lane.

"The night view of Fengyang is really good." Song Yi looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

The streets are lined with shops, and the twilight of the setting sun faintly shines on the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly colored cornices of the pavilions.

It also adds a bit of hazy and poetic to the prosperous evening scene of Fengyang City in front of you.

"The ears are full of sheng songs and dazzling, and the buildings are full of pearls and cui to win Wu Wa." Zhu Chun skimmed his white robe and chanted.

Song Yi didn't know how to take the folding fan from Nashun, unfolded it coquettishly, and choked word by word: "You have memorized the words of Fengyue, but the melon is ripe, Shu Xiucai." ”

That Zhu Chun wanted to fight back, but was interrupted by Song Yi to cast a spell.

"The beautiful scenery should be matched with the beauty of the song, don't delay here, let's go." Pulling Zhu Chun, he walked to the Qiushui Building.

Although this Qiushui Building is an industry under Zhu Chun's name, he has never taken care of it himself and has never been there.

As for Song Yi, white prostitution is a common thing.

As soon as I entered this door, I heard the sound of warblers and swallows in my ears, and the sound of pushing cups and changing lamps.

Facing a young woman and bustard with a lot of temperament, when she saw Song Yi coming in, she hurriedly greeted: "Son, you are here again, are you still the same?" ”

"Aunt Zhang, you're beautiful again, it's still the same." Song Yi quipped.

"Childe's mouth is so sweet, what about this little brother?" The young woman asked.

Zhu Chun said thoughtfully: "No, I'll see for myself." He took care of himself and left.

"Put the account on my head." Song Yi just smiled meaningfully, and secretly complained in his heart, pretending, too pretending.

"Okay, upstairs, turn left into the Tianshui room, and the son walks slowly."

……

Tianshui.

"Childe, why don't you drink, is the concubine not good-looking?" The woman quipped with a charming figure.

Song Yi swallowed his saliva secretly, and said seriously: "The girl may have misunderstood, I am a serious person, and the two of us have just met for the first time." ”

"It's so sad that the son actually forgot about the concubine." The woman said aggrievedly.

Song Yi still said with a straight face: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

"Okay, then I'll play a song for Childe." The girl blinked and said pitifully.

Who can withstand this.

The white jade face, the eyes under the eyebrows seem to be able to speak, the long black thick hair, if you look closely, this person is Yanzi and beautiful, that enchanting and moving figure.

One step at a time, he smiled and hooked Song Yi's heartstrings.

It's a pity that this is a serious restaurant, and the girls are just selling their arts, not their bodies, otherwise Song Yi really wants to try the depths.

He forcibly suppressed his restless emotions, slowly pulled his thoughts back, and waited for Lu Honglang to come.

If it weren't for the training of the teachers in his previous life, Song Yi would really not be able to control it.

Knock knock.

A hurried knock on the door interrupted Song Yi's thoughts.

"Enter." Song Yi didn't think much about it, and thought to himself that it was Lu Honglang who came.

But the one who pushed the door in was a young man, followed by several people, who looked like they were drunk.

The young man bowed down a little politely and said, "I heard that the sound of this piano is quite beautiful, and I want to invite this young lady to have a drink, I don't know if the son is willing." ”

The woman heard the movement and walked out.

The enchanting posture and beautiful face suddenly made this young man stunned.

Song Yi looked at the woman with a smile, and said slowly: "I rely on the girl's wishes." ”

"Don't go, a few sons, please go back." The girl replied forcefully.

The young man shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It's me who is presumptuous. He turned around and prepared to leave.

Before the young man could finish speaking, another blue-robed man behind him suddenly appeared and took the hand of the music girl.

"In Tang Yu, the Mansion of Xia Xinguo, I don't know if I have the honor to invite the girl to have a drink and enjoy this night view."

Shinkoku Mansion? Song Yi felt so familiar, and looked at the blue-robed man carefully, as if he had seen it.

When he entered the door, he observed the first few people behind him, and there seemed to be talk about the Taoist test in the gossip.

Relationship households! Song Yi suddenly remembered that these people were the guys who looked at the examiner in the examination room.

There are only a few people who wear brocade clothes and jade satin, and they can't be wrong.

The Xinguo Mansion is the one that negotiates the refined salt business, which is really a coincidence.

"New hatred and old hatred" were mixed together, Song Yi really couldn't bear it, and said with a displeased face: "She said it, I don't want to!" ”

The girl also shook off Tang Yu vigorously and hid behind Song Yi.

"What a strong little lady, I like it, haha." Tang Yu was not annoyed and said with a smile.

Just now, the young man spoke out to comfort: "Tang Yu, don't make trouble, be careful of messing with those who shouldn't be messed with." ”

When Tang Yu heard this, he sneered and said: "Li Gongzi, I'm not like you, so hypocritical, besides, with my grandfather's reputation, in this Fengyang Mansion, there is really no one I can't provoke." ”

After speaking, he looked at the girl and said with a hint of coveting: "Today's little lady should be obtained by my son." ”

With that, he rushed forward to drag the girl away.

Song Yi hurriedly went up to block it a few times, and after a gesture, he was a little painful.

Although Tang Yu is also a showman, it is always better than Song Yi's weak body.

"There is a price to be paid for being a hero." That Tang Yu took advantage of Song Yi's stunned gaze, picked up the stool and wanted to go to his head.

Song Yi hurriedly covered his head with both hands, but the stool didn't seem to fall down for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, a familiar figure stood in front of him.

Then he kicked the Tang Yu out of the air.

This powerful kick, Song Yi has a deep experience.