The challenge in the hall continued, and Gao Feng saw that Luo Tuowei was at a disadvantage, but there would be no danger, so he pulled his little junior brother Song Pingcun and spoke.

"Senior brother, it looks like another year of discipleship is coming. Do you have any ideas? ”

"Well, so fast!" Song Pingcun remembered that it had been almost a year.

"Would you like to check out the new test auditions?" Gao Feng's eyes stared at his junior brother, and he wanted him to agree. Since the restrictions of the Danfang are broken, he doesn't care about more, as long as he doesn't make a move and changes his clothes, he won't attract the attention of others.

"Okay! It's been almost a year since my eldest sister came to the southern capital, and I haven't been there to see it, so I don't know what happened. Song Pingcun didn't think of the purpose of Gao Feng letting him go.

"Okay, when the time comes, I'll ask Zhang Kuo to take you around the southern capital. Adjust it, the fat man won't let him go down the mountain for the time being, and cultivation is important. Gao Feng looked at the disciples who came and went in the field, he didn't look very smart, but when he really fought, he knew more and more how to not show his face. The slightest miss is becoming less and less noticeable.

Song Pingcun went to the Danfang to find Chen Haisheng and asked for a bottle of Yiyi Dan, and specially instructed him to ask for the lowest grade, thinking about giving it to the eldest sister, which was enough for ordinary people.

The day before the test audition, Zhang Kuo accompanied Song Pingcun to the southern capital, he didn't dare to take Song Pingcun to the courtyard where he usually rested in the southern capital, and was slightly relieved when he asked Song Pingcun to go back to the Song mansion where he had never lived for a day.

Along the way, he secretly waved away the children of these families in the southern capital city, and his heart was extremely nervous, and he was also temporarily summoned by the master who had not been seen for a long time, so that he could have the opportunity to return to the deacon hall in the sect. When they saw their master, they didn't dare to call them, and their master-apprentice relationship had to be broken more than ten years ago.

Knowing that he was escorting Elder Song to the Southern Capital, he asked him to listen to Elder Song's opinion when he tested the audition. Originally, I didn't plan to preside over this year, but when I heard the master's order, I had to call another deacon back.

The two came to the gate of the Song Mansion, and Song Pingcun, who had changed into a disciple's blue robe, saw from a distance that Liu Yiyi was already waiting on the side of the road not far from the gate, turned to Zhang Kuo and said, "Deacon Zhang, I saw a lot of people along the way who seem to have something to do with you, you go and get busy with you, I will be there on time for tomorrow's test." ”

Zhang Kuo's lowered face flushed, he thought that he had done a very hidden job, but he was still discovered by Song Pingcun, so there was no need to tell a lie, and replied: "Elder Song is discerning, in fact, just like you last year, these things are not easy to shirk." ”

"Well, go ahead, as it should be. You can find excellent seedlings for the sect, and you are also a great achievement. Song Pingcun suddenly found that the tone of his voice had changed a lot. From an ignorant teenager, he actually began to really have the idea of thinking about the sect.

Zhang Kuo was really relieved and said goodbye and left.

"Childe" watched Zhang Kuo leave, and Liu Yiyi walked over.

"Well, you said it was similar to the courtyard of Hesong Jizhen's hometown, I thought it was a courtyard, but it turned out to look like a mansion." Song Pingcun looked at the door and frowned a little.

The gate of the Song Mansion is actually similar to the gate of the Luo family.

You must know that the mundane gate is not built at will, and the most realistic sentence is how much power you have, how big the door can be, because this is the face.

"Childe still asks your eldest sister by himself, and the slave family doesn't dare to talk nonsense." It's not that Liu Yiyi doesn't want to say it, but she really doesn't know. She didn't feel that she should care about the people in the Song Mansion at all, and except for Childe's sister, nothing else actually had anything to do with Childe.

"Let's go check it out first!" Song Pingcun didn't ask again. When you take the first step, the distance is less than ten zhang, and there is not much time to walk slowly.

The two guards at the door wore uniform blue short shirts, and the neckline was embroidered with the word "Song" in silver thread. The two watched as someone came over and said in unison: "This is the Song Mansion, who are you looking for?" ”

Song Pingyu stopped at the door, he had never come back, and the two of them also had unfamiliar faces, and their accents did not look like people from Song Jizhen, and they said: "I am Song Pingcun." ”

"Song Pingcun?" The two didn't seem to have heard of this name, and they looked at each other and said, "Who are you looking for?" ”

The two guards looked at the comer, extremely ordinary, there was nothing outstanding at all, although the maid behind him was glamorous and beautiful, but after all, the unfamiliar name and appearance, the family with a greater reputation in the southern capital city usually sent someone to report first, this obviously unfamiliar face is not the children of the southern capital city at first glance. Although he didn't appear to be strong, his tone was starting to get a little impatient.

"Two minions, didn't you hear who Childe said he was?" Behind him, Liu Yiyi was not used to it, and took a step forward and reprimanded.

Perhaps this angered the two, and one of them began to speak insolently: "Who knows who you are!" Don't talk about who to look for, can you enter this Song Mansion casually? ”

"What a fuss! I don't know if Madame needs to be quiet? Before the high voice could fall, a reprimand came from inside the gate, and a maid in a pink dress walked out.

The two guards of "Sister Hongcui" changed their faces quickly and immediately bowed.

"It's noisy at the door of the Song Mansion, like something!" The woman who was called Hongcui walked away, still holding a delicate small fan in her hand, first bowed her head and scolded the two guards, and then the moment she looked up, the fan in her hand fell to the ground, and she knelt down with a pop.

"Miss Liu, spare your life," Hongcui's voice began to tremble.

At this time, Liu Yiyi was standing in front of Song Pingcun, blocking her figure, so Hongcui didn't see who was behind. Although Song Ping lived in Luo's house for a few days at the beginning, he had seen it, but the little boy in the township a year ago and his temperament today are completely different, even if Hongcui may not really be recognized at a glance.

But Liu Yiyi hasn't changed! Even the dress on his body has not changed, it is exactly the same as a year ago. Before being "picked up" by the deacon of Po Yuanzong, he also specially told Hongcui and Luyi that the house of the son who entered the courtyard should be kept all the time, and it can only be cleaned, and no one can move in.

During that time, Hongcui and Greenyi saw Miss Liu's methods, spending money like flowing water, without blinking an eye, and Zhang Shuyou, who is now in charge, is not at the same level at all.

"Haven't seen Childe yet?" Liu Yiyi didn't say anything else, but let go of her figure, revealing Song Pingcun standing behind her.

"The slave Hongcui has seen the son, please forgive the son." Hongcui didn't even dare to raise her head, and she didn't have to think about who the son in Liu Yiyi's mouth was.

The two guards next to him were dumbfounded, what was the situation, Sister Hongcui, one of the governors of the house, knelt down directly to ask for guilt, and quickly knelt down, and her back was wet in an instant with sweat.

"Get up! I don't know you and don't blame you, pay attention to your tone in the future, don't look arrogant. Where is my sister, take me there. Song Pingcun didn't really mind, but he was a little unhappy with the tone of the guard just now. Just like when he went to Chungju City for the first time, he was stopped by the Tsing Yi guy in Citron Pavilion, but after all, this is his own home, and it is not good to turn his face when he comes back for the first time.

"Childe, I'll show you the way." Hongcui breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and turned her head sideways to explain to a guard: "Wang Er, you have fast legs, hurry up and inform the master and wife." ”

Song Pingcun and Liu Yiyi followed Hongcui and didn't hurry up, Hongcui was sideways in front, and the two of them were behind.

"Childe, there should be two more three-entry side yards on this left and right." Liu Yiyi watched while walking, and also explained to Song Pingcun why it was different from what he said at the beginning.

"Miss Liu has good eyesight, not long after you went to serve the son, there were more and more people from the old lady's hometown, and the lady also kept the child's room according to Miss Liu's instructions when she left. It seems a little compact for a large family to live in, and the old man only purchased two courtyards around a month ago. Of course, Hongcui knew the cause and effect, and she and Luyi knew better than everyone in the house.

"Where's the old lady?" Liu Yiyi listened to Hongcui's words, and there was something wrong.

"It's Childe's brother-in-law and sister." Hongcui chuckled in her heart, she was afraid that this title was overstepping in front of this real master. However, what can she do as a steward?

"Yes, it doesn't matter. I don't know how many years I only come back, but they can be regarded as guarding for me, so I don't have to worry about it. Song Pingcun heard what Liu Yiyi meant, and he really didn't care about these little things.

"Little brother, little brother." While he was talking, a woman galloped out of the middle hall all the way, pregnant with Liujia, who seemed to be not far from production, it was Song Pingwan who married Song Pingwan, the eldest sister of the scholar of the Zhang family in the neighboring village.

Song Pingcun stepped forward a few steps and stretched out his hand to support it, his face full of joy. A man in brocade clothes walked out unhurriedly and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I've grown a lot taller!" ”

Song Pingcun greeted his sister and brother-in-law one by one, and the family returned to the middle hall and sat down.

"Sister, I don't know that you are already pregnant, and the younger brother is also a little hasty when he comes back from the mountain this time, I just want to bring you some beautiful pills, and I will make up for it when I go back." Song Pingcun took out a porcelain vase from his arms and handed it over.