"The boy has seen his father!" Song Qingshu knelt down on his knees and bowed.

As a modern person, Song Qingshu was a little resistant to kneeling, but he was willing to kneel down on Song Yuanqiao. Just because as soon as he heard that he had rebelled in Shuzhong, he immediately let go of all the love for his son who rushed to him, and he was worthy of kneeling.

Moreover, his kneeling not only represents him, but also represents the past. He knelt sincerely, and he knelt from the bottom of his heart. It's just that he didn't know that at this moment, the former dust in the spiritual space was also kneeling down from afar.

"I don't have to be polite, get up quickly." Song Yuanqiao stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help Song Qingshu and said softly. He gently combed the long hair around Song Qingshu's ears with his hand, and his eyes were slightly moist.

Song Qingshu stood up and looked at Song Yuan's bridge with a few more strands of gray hair, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings. Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, everyone in the world is worried about their mothers, but how do they know that their father's worries are not less than their mother's. It's just that father's love is like a mountain, and he never expresses it easily.

He led the troops to fight in this Shu, but he didn't know how worried Song Yuanqiao, who was thousands of miles away. From this, he couldn't help but think of his deceased father and mother, how could their love for him be less than Song Yuanqiao's love for Song Qingshu.

"Father, it's inconvenient to talk here, let's talk about it when we enter the customs." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"Okay, let my father see what my son's land looks like!" Song Yuanqiao was obviously extremely happy, and laughed.

"Father, the child introduces you, this is Zhang Chong, the head of the cavalry regiment of the Demon Sweeping Army! This is Zhou Xin, the county commander of Jiange County, this is Duan Xiaofei, the head of the Bow Corps, and this is Liu Feng, the head of the Third Spear Regiment! The generals of Song Qingshu's army introduced Song Yuanqiao one after another.

The Sword Pavilion was an important defensive place, and the cavalry regiment, the archery regiment, and the spearmen regiment were stationed here, and the other two spear regiments were stationed in the other four counties. The commander of these three regiments was the original deputy captain of the personal guard, and he was promoted to the commander of the third regiment of spearmen for duty.

"The last general will see Song Daxia!" A large number of officers saluted in unison.

"All the generals, please hurry up, all of you are warriors who fight with Xiao'er, they are all a family, why do you need to be so polite." Song Yuanqiao hurriedly waved his hand.

At that moment, everyone sat down one after another, staggered and staggered, and drank heartily. Everyone in the court knew that Song Yuanqiao was the protagonist today, and they toasted him one after another, and Song Yuanqiao was also happy, and he did not refuse to come, and he was drunk and unconscious after a short time.

When Song Yuanqiao woke up, it was already the next morning, and he only felt that his head was still groggy, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he was so happy yesterday that he was drunk unconsciously.

I remember the last time I was so out of shape when Qingshu was born, and I was so happy at that time. It's a pity, who would have thought that Qingshu was born only two months ago, and his mother passed away. Since then, he has never been drunk, and there was a look of pain in Song Yuanqiao's eyes.

"Knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Song Yuanqiao shouted.

"Father is feeling better, getting drunk is not a pleasant thing." Song Qingshu walked in and said with a smile.

"Humph! You little rabbit, you know that your father and I can't drink much, and you still salute me vigorously! Song Yuanqiao said angrily.

"Why do I want to respect my father, is it okay for my father to refuse, and later, my father rushed to drink the wine himself. I can't stop it! Song Qingshu said with an aggrieved face.

"Get out! Little Bunny! Song Yuanqiao scolded with a smile.

"Sir, please use tea." Zhou Zhiruo walked over and said respectfully.

"Dad, this is Zhiruo, who has been following the child." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"Zhiruo." Song Yuanqiao's eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhou Zhiruo carefully and said, "You are the little girl who was rescued by Qingshu from Hanshui?" ”

"Exactly, the master knows the little maid?" Zhou Zhiruo said with some surprise.

Song Yuanqiao smiled mildly and said, "I heard the fifth junior brother and the fifth brother-in-law mention it, yes, they are really smart and clever, Qingshu has been taken care of by you for these days." ”

"The old man is serious, the little maid's life is saved by the son, and it is the duty to serve the son, how dare the master praise it." Zhou Zhiruo said respectfully.

Song Yuanqiao smiled slightly, was silent for a moment, and said, "Okay, not bad." ”

So Zhou Zhiruo bowed and withdrew. Song Yuanqiao stared at Zhou Zhiruo's departing figure, his eyes flashing. A few thoughts flashed in my heart: "I remember Yin Susu said that Zhiruo has been accepted by her this week, and she originally wanted to stay by her side."

It was Qingshu who had to take her by his side, so he followed Qingshu to walk the rivers and lakes. Today, Qingshu specially introduced her to me again, and it seems that Qingshu is really extraordinary to her. ”

But a few thoughts only flickered a few times before he left them behind. Although martial arts people also pay attention to the right people, they are far less important than the big families. Moreover, Zhou Zhiruo has been accepted by Yin Susu, and she is barely worthy of the Song Qingshu. If Song Qingshu insisted on marrying Zhou Zhiruo in the future, he would not be too opposed. It all depends on his wishes.

"Judging by your performance yesterday, the generals in this army respect you very much, and it seems that they are worried about their father." Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Qingshu gently, and his eyes flashed with the pride of my family's son.

"The father is too praised, the child is young and ignorant, and many matters still need more guidance from the father." Song Qingshu said modestly.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head, a trace of loss crossed his eyes, and said, "You don't have to be so modest, excessive modesty is pride." The young man should be arrogant and unstoppable! I have heard about you in the Aries Temple, setting up an ambush in the same place and ambushing the Yuan army twice, even for the father, I can't think of it.

And this demon army has only been trained for more than a month, and it has such an atmosphere, let alone a father can do it. My father wanted to help you, but when I got here, I realized that you didn't need my help at all, and you could only do it reluctantly, so you could only do it a favor. ”

Song Qingshu was stunned and said: "Father, don't talk like this, the child has no place to be ashamed!" In fact, many children feel that they have more than enough energy and feel that they lack knowledge and ability. I always hoped that my father could guide the child, but Wudang was busy with affairs, and the child didn't dare to bother. The fact that the father was able to come here today is really exciting for the child! ”

"Really?" Song Yuanqiao said with some doubts.

"It's true! If the father is not to blame, the child will have something to ask for now! Song Qingshu said sincerely.