Chapter Seventy-Four: I Have a Special Way to Find a Mole
Now Song Yu has nothing to dare to go. Before, because Xie Nanshi was not there, he was afraid that no one would help repair it if it was damaged or lost, so Song Yu didn't dare to use it because he had his treasure, and he was reluctant to dig it out when it wasn't dangerous. But Xie Nanshi is back, and Song Yu is not afraid that his gold medal thigh will not be able to protect himself. Good things should always be carried, how safe is that?
Xie Nanshi didn't respond, but also glanced at the time on the invitation, and after retracting his gaze, he looked at Song Yu again: "There are still three hours, you go to eat first, and then come to the atrium." β
"What are you doing in the atrium?" Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and had an ominous premonition: "I don't think it's necessary, I have to go back to the Ping An Division tomorrow to report on my work, I have to prepare, prepare." β
As he spoke, he was about to slip away, but he was grabbed from behind.
"My lord, God rewards hard work." Xie Nanshi still said lightly: "Or you don't have to eat, just follow me to the atrium." β
It's true that God rewards hard work, but Heaven won't force people to exercise in games. Song Yu suppressed the complaint in his heart, turned back to his golden thighs and showed a flattering smile: "I'll go have a meal, I'll come right away." β
Xie Nanshi let go of his hand at this time, and saw Song Yu running away, if he turned around, he would see Xie Nanshi's always faint expression with a smile at some point.
No wonder this Song Yu likes to play tricks on people, and it's really fun to play tricks on people.
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At the end of the day, the carriage of the Song Mansion stopped on time at the downstairs of the Baxiang Pavilion.
Song Yu deliberately changed a set of fashions, shook the folding fan and lifted the carriage curtain and walked out, but when he got out of the carriage, his legs shook unconsciously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into twitches.
After walking for a few days, he was caught by Xie Nanshi and practiced basic skills for an afternoon...... Some soreness can't be completely saved by blue medicine and small wooden fish!
One step further, the steps that should have been suave and unrecognized by the six relatives turned out to be soft as if they were about to fall. At this time, the effect of Xie Nanshi's training came out, and Song Yu could be said to have forcibly stabilized his body, and then took advantage of no one's attention, and took out a small wooden fish and knocked it.
The leg that originally felt like it was going to be scrapped seemed to have a little strength. It's not easy.
Even that little grumbling in my heart...... It seems to have been cleared by the Pure Heart buff.
"Lord Song, you can count it." There was no one who was not familiar with Song Yu's face, and when he saw someone coming, he hurriedly greeted him: "Your guest is already waiting for you in the peony box, go up quickly." β
Song Yu looked up when he heard this, and the door of the peony box was open, so he couldn't see the situation in the house from the angle downstairs.
He put the fan away and walked up the stairs calmly. But I'm disgusted in my head.,This game doesn't follow the ancient style so completely anyway.,Why can't you develop a trap ladder? Although there is a buff of the little wooden fish now, when the buff expires, he Song Yu is not really guilty.
The Yipin Peony Chamber is the best wing room of the Eight Fragrance Pavilion, and sitting in the box can fully take in the scenery on the stage, but it is difficult for others to peek into it, and it is difficult to eavesdrop. Liu Huaijun, the vice governor of the state, was a guest in the wing, cooking tea on the small stove, obviously waiting for a while. When he saw Song Yu, he got up and made a gesture: "Lord Song, please." β
Song Yu happily sat down, the two of them exchanged two words of conversation first, and when Xiao Er put the dishes together, Liu Huaijun mentioned Song Yu's whereabouts after leaving Yongxi in the past few days as expected.
"It's nothing, I had a staff member when I was in Qinghe Town, I was out on errands, and I just returned a few days ago. He told me that there were strange beasts in the mountains outside the city that looked even interesting, and took me to play. Song Yu said quite casually, and the chopsticks picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth very accurately, interpreting the word "ηΊ¨η»" to the fullest.
Liu Huaijun really showed a disapproving expression, and even the tone of his voice became as if he was educating his nephew: "Nonsense, what fun can foreign beasts have, that thing shouldn't have appeared in this world." β
Song Yu secretly said that this Liu Huaijun is very good at getting off the donkey down the slope, and his posture is fast enough. Just play to the end, and make a very indifferent appearance: "Strange beasts, strange beasts, is a special shape and fresh." Isn't Lord Liu dissatisfied with Xiaguan's move? β
"Naturally not, this official is also worried about the safety of Lord Song. Adults don't come to the border often, and they haven't seen the sight of strange beasts attacking the city. Every time, it was the city wall that was filled with human lives to stop those otherworldly creatures. When Liu Huaijun said this, the killing intent on his body was awe-inspiring, as if he really had nothing to do with the beast.
Such a man cooperates with strangers? caused the gates of Yongxi City to be opened, and strange beasts and ghosts slaughtered the city? So what is he trying to do?
"Lord Liu is as vicious as hatred, let the lower officials admire." Song Yu said in his mouth that he admired, but he didn't move in his posture, and even played with his wine glass. He has been in Yongxi for so long, so he doesn't believe that this Liu Huaijun doesn't know who is the backer behind him.
Sure enough, Liu Huaijun didn't care about Song Yu's "rudeness", and even looked at Song Yu's eyes more tolerant and peaceful, and even sighed and said: "Lord Song has just arrived, and the protection of the surroundings may be insufficient, but there are a few good skills in my house, if Lord Song really likes to go outside the city to play, it is better to borrow some people to go over, it is safer than two people going out of the city." β
Old fox, finally show your feet, right? This is a killer who has failed to kill people several times, and wants to directly insert people into the house? Am I really stupid? Song Yu sneered in his heart, but his face was still silent: "No, I'll just go out and see, where will it go deeper." Besides, after all, I am a member of the Ping An Division, why bother the state lord's mansion? β
Liu Huaijun paused: "Also, it is the official who has overstepped, and Lord Zhou should be asked to arrange some manpower and do more protection." β
Song Yu was waiting for this sentence, he originally planned to use this to find out who the people who were installed in the Ping An Division were. Speaking of which, none of the subordinates lent to him by Lord Zhou have been sent back, and he has to find out if there is anything wrong with these people when he goes back.
However, these people are all level zero like him, with no blood or attack power, so it is easy for him to ignore them.
The meal didn't last long, and it was over when there was still a little afterglow left in the sunset. Now that the lord of Yongxi Prefecture is not there, the whole state relies on a vice-state main point, and there are all kinds of opportunities, how can he have time to accompany Song Yu to drink wine for too long.
However, when leaving, Liu Huaijun deliberately let Song Yu hear his instructions to Xiao Er, and today's accounts in the peony box are recorded in his name, which can be regarded as a gesture of goodwill.
But what's the use of this overture? Song Yu couldn't eat any good wine and food, so at most he packed a drunken duck and went back to feed Yuanfang. It can't be said to be a little song for those young ladies covered with light yarn to sing, right? The songs he likes to listen to, the young ladies don't either.
So Liu Huaijun left the Baxiang Pavilion with his front foot, and Song Yu returned to the carriage with his back foot. As soon as he lifted the curtain of the car, he found Du Anchen leaning inside: "Can you give it up?" β
"Is it my delusion or is there a sour smell in your words?" Song Yu moved without hindrance, and entered the carriage, "What's the matter, is there news from the person you are looking for?" β
Du Anchen looked at the things that Song Yu put into the carβthe drunken duck wrapped in oil paper and the special wine of the Baxiang Pavilion, and took the wine to him very unceremoniously: "It's only been a day, where did the news come from?" It was Xie Nanshi's piece of wood that asked me to come to you. β
Saying that, Du Anchen began to borrow wine to drown his sorrows: "You men, one by one, why are there so many things?" β
Song Yu expected that Xie Nanshi was worried about his safety, and his heart was moved: "Don't you admire him?" Why is there so much resentment? When someone asks you for a favor, you call someone wood? β
Du Anchen looked Song Yu up and down: "Don't you think that when he stands with you, the whole person can use Lanzhi Yushu to do it?" I naturally look better at him, but people ...... It's real wood. β
The Taoist chief doesn't stand with me and takes these four words, praising people and belittling me, what kind of habit is this?
Song Yu still has the heart to be close to Du Anchen, but Du Anchen only drinks alone, and his unhappiness is all on his face. When the carriage stopped at the gate of the Song Mansion, Du Anchen flew out of the window of the carriage.
"It's not...... No doors in the house, no carriages? What kind of habit is this? Song Yu was very puzzled, studying whether it was possible for the small window of the carriage to pass through a person.
At the same time, Du Anchen's voice also came: "Send me out to find someone, let Xie Nanshi look at that stinky boy, no one is left around him, just your small body, you don't know how to die if you die carefully." β
Song Yu's heart warmed, and he just wanted to say two words of thanks, when he heard Du Anchen's voice float to the second half: "It's okay if you die, where can I find an employer who gives me money so happily." β
That's the truth. Song Yu calmly walked out of the carriage: "If you can't find anyone in three days, the bounty will be halved." β
Song Yu's eyesight has always been good, so he naturally saw someone's figure appear on the opposite eaves, and accidentally stepped on a tile.
Three days is the time for Du Anchen to find someone, and it is also the time for Song Yu to find someone.
Zhou Qinian was originally quite happy to see Song Yu return safely, but he was also afraid that this eldest young master would be hurt in Yongxi, and he would be blamed above. It's just that I didn't expect Song Yu to ask about the token as soon as he came up.
Zhou Qinian held the token that Song Yu got back with both hands like holding a hot potato, and said with an embarrassed face: "Nephew Song Xian, it's not that the official doesn't tell you, it's just that the rotation belongs to the internal secrets of the Ping An Division, and I can't ...... it."
"I don't have enough position to know, do I?" Song Yu held a bunch of grapes and bit the bottom one, this leisurely attitude could not show his urgency to find the traitor.
Zhou Qinian's words were completely stuck in his throat, and he said with a smile: "Then, Song Xian's nephew ......"
"Then let's change the question, can I lease the family you lent me for a long time?" Song Yu put the grapes back on the plate and crossed his legs to change his sitting position.
He had already asked Miss Ren Wan last night to ask her to pay attention to the subordinates who came to help, to see if anyone was deliberately inserted with bad intentions.
Of course, by the way, he also asked Xie Nanshi to protect Miss Ren Wan, so as not to really find out that the spy dog jumped off the wall in a hurry.
"When...... Of course. Zhou Qinian didn't know how this topic turned in this direction.
Song Yu sat directly on the table with a support in his hand, and looked at Zhou Qinian condescendingly: "Then can I ask a few more colleagues to live in my house?" β
Zhou Qinian was so frightened that he subconsciously leaned back: "Huh? β