Song Zining listened very carefully to Qianye's whole story, pondered for a while, and said: "If you want to go to Zhao's house, remember not to go in directly. Contact Zhao Jundu first with a token and ask him to come out to find you."
Qianye didn't expect Song Zining to say such a thing, and was stunned, "Do you think what he said is true?"
A complicated look flashed in Song Zining's eyes, "Although the fourth son of the Zhao family has a very bad character, he is a man of his word." Besides, with Zhao Jundu's status and authority, how could he inexplicably recognize a blood brother.
There was silence in the room.
Song Zining finally said: "Although the various clans must send their juniors to celebrate the birthday of our ancestors, the chance of meeting Zhao Jundu is not high. His status is already a bit high. In fact, in recent years, it is usually the boss who appears in such activities.
Zhao Junyi and the second child Zhao Junhong."
The two of them stopped talking and started preparing to go out.
There is a long sailing journey from Yongye Continent to the mainland of the empire, the Gaoling Province where the Song Clan is located, and the birthday of Mrs. An Guo is only six days away, so time is already quite tight.
Most of the things have been prepared in advance. The most troublesome thing is that Qianye needs to change his identity, including the overall disguise. However, the Song Dynasty is a master, and excessive modifications cannot be hidden from the eyes of the strong. He only uses drugs to change his skin color.
Then make appropriate modifications to the eyebrows, eyes, and hair to change Qianye’s temperament.
Qianye's new identity is An Renyi. He is indeed a person. He is a steward who Song Zining took under his command two years ago. He is three or four years older than Qianye. What is rare is that the two are similar in height and body shape. That person is
One of Song Zining's secret sons rarely appears in front of people, and will recently travel far away to perform a completely identityless mission.
Originally, Qianye took this person's place to take the big exam, and later became a guest of the Song Dynasty, so that he could have an identity that could be upright in front of others. However, people are unpredictable, who knew that he would be bumped into by Zhao Jundu in the Western Continent.
At noon on the third day, the airship that Song Zining and Qianye rode landed at the airship base outside Shangqiu City.
Shangqiu City is the capital of Gaoling Province and the main city of the Song Dynasty. After hundreds of years of careful management, it has become extremely prosperous. It is backed by Yunshan, faces the Lanjiang River in front, and sits on the Canglan Plain. The city is divided into eight districts, with enough
With a population of several million, the scale is as large as the imperial capital.
This is also an important transportation point for the entire province. Unlike the other three clans, the Song clan, which is based on merchants, has only one province because its land is in the hinterland of the empire. Even if it expands its territory, it will be an enclave that cannot be connected to the family. However, despite the land area
It is limited, but it is a blessed land with abundant products, several times more bitter and cold than the frontier fortress.
The airship slowly lowered its altitude. Qianye looked out of the porthole. The city was still far away, but in front of him was a small airship city.
On the parking lot that extends into the distance, there are dozens of large airships parked at the same time, lined up in a row, with almost no end in sight. In the sky, there are dozens of densely packed airships circling, waiting to enter the port. On the ground, there is a whole
On the eighteen landing pads, aerospace boats are constantly taking off and landing alternately.
Perhaps because Mrs. An Guo's birthday was approaching, many small and medium-sized airships bore the marks of different families. The aerostats bearing the family emblems of the Song Dynasty showed the true nature of the Shang family, and the proportion of cargo ships was quite high.
Song Zining's entourage who stayed with his family had already come to wait. His vehicle had the emblem of the direct lineage of the Song clan, and they still queued for nearly half an hour when they left the base.
Qianye and Song Zining were riding in the same car, and the scenery outside the window fell backwards quickly.
Their destination was not Shangqiu City, but the "Wen Dao Manor" located in the western suburbs, where Duke An Guo and his wife lived in seclusion.
But just looking at the road conditions, you can tell that although "Wendao Manor" is called a refuge, its status among the Song Dynasty is no less than that of the capital. It is a majestic avenue that can accommodate eight off-road vehicles in parallel, and is no better than the one in Shangqiu City.
The ring road is small in scale.
Not long after entering the main road, Qianye saw an eighteen-meter-tall single power tower. A power device specially designed for lighting and defense facilities was built for a road. It was a configuration only available for first-class highways in the empire.
Several off-road vehicles passed quickly in the lane next to them. As the two convoys crossed each other, an off-road vehicle suddenly heard a sound of "huh", and then the off-road vehicles suddenly turned and forced their way into the middle of Song Zining's convoy.
The driver stepped on the brakes, causing the tires to rub against the ground, making a screeching sound.
Song Zining's body suddenly became as light as nothing, and he stretched out his hand to support the car seat in front of him, floating in the air. Qianye put a hand on one side of the car wall, and the steel plate immediately creaked and dented, but he was still stable.
He sat motionless in his position.
However, a follower in the front passenger seat had no such ability. He hit his head on the car window and flew out. Then he fell into another car with a bang and was bounced to the ground.
The off-road vehicle spun in a circle like crazy, collided hard with the car that got in, and then bounced to the side of the road and stopped.
The door of the SUV opposite opened and a young man with a smile on his face jumped out.
He opened his arms and shouted in a very exaggerated tone: "Ah! Isn't this my dear seventh brother? I really didn't expect to see you here. You don't know how hard it is for me not to see you!
"
He then snapped his fingers behind him and said angrily: "Get out of the car, you are stupid! How dare you sit in front of the Seventh Young Master and watch me go back and chop off your legs!"
Dozens of big men jumped out from seven or eight off-road vehicles, all of them were soldiers of high rank. They stood behind the young man and shouted in unison: "Hello, Young Master Qi!"
Song Zining didn't bring many people with him originally. Apart from him and Qianye, there were only eight soldiers in the three cars. At this time, they also got out of the car and confronted each other, looking very weak.
Qianye's eyelids twitched and he said softly: "It's very eye-opening. I thought those guys from the Tian Serpent Gang came back to life again."
Song Zining asked slightly curiously: "Sky Snake Gang?"
"A third-rate gang that I destroyed on the Evernight Continent."
Song Zining coughed twice, opened the door, got out of the car, and said with a smile: "Cousin Ziqi, I am very surprised to see you here. Are these all new people you recruited? They look a bit strange. Those
Where is the old man?"
Song Ziqi's eyes flashed coldly, and he said: "There was an accident recently, and the losses were indeed quite large. But as you can see, I have already replenished my manpower. Of course, my losses will definitely be recovered, don't you think?
,Xiaoqi?"
Song Zining smiled and said nothing.
Song Ziqi glanced at the attendant who fell from the car to the ground and said, "Didn't this already charge some interest? Oh, he can still move. His life is pretty tough."
As soon as he finished speaking, the driver of an off-road vehicle next to him suddenly started the engine and drove directly towards the seriously injured follower!
The expressions of all the soldiers on Song Zining's side changed greatly. Someone immediately rushed out, grabbed the fallen follower, and rushed back. However, his movements were still a little slow, and he was rubbed by the body of the off-road vehicle, and only heard a bang.
With a sound, he took several steps back, his face flashing pale.
When the off-road vehicle started, Qianye suddenly felt a fierce murderous intention locking on him. He looked up and saw a man with a short beard and a gloomy face behind Song Ziqi, sneering and staring at him unabashedly.
That was a ninth-level warrior. His body always exuded the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood. At first glance, you could tell that he was an elite veteran who was prolific in killing people. Such people are very difficult to deal with. In the kind of arena battles that are not limited to life and death, they often
More dangerous than higher level warriors.
Qianye smiled and moved his left hand slightly. Song Zining suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed on his shoulder. So Qianye calmed down and still stood quietly aside.
Song Zining said calmly: "Since the third brother is so anxious and wants to collect all the interest, then please do it."
Song Ziqi took two steps forward, approached Song Zining, and said softly: "Do you think I will be fooled by such a stupid person? If you kill someone on the street for no reason, your inheritance rights will be revoked. Haha, I just wanted his legs.
"
Song Ziqi turned his head and glanced at Qianye, feeling that he was stabbing Qianye unscrupulously, and then showed a sarcastic smile and said: "This is your guest warrior, and he has not even reached the ninth level. Seventh brother, why are your eyes getting worse and worse?"
Poor, or are you so poor that you can’t even afford a ninth-level warrior? If you really don’t have money, tell me, brother, and I’ll pay for it for you! Hahahaha!”
Song Ziqi smiled and turned to Qianye, reaching out to pat his head, just like a domestic pet.
The smile on Song Zining's face remained the same, but a leaf-like cold light appeared between the fingers of his right hand.
However, Qianye frowned slightly and suddenly kicked Song Ziqi like lightning!
Song Ziqi didn't expect that Qianye would take action at this time. He was completely unprepared and was kicked firmly in the stomach. His body flew out like a cannonball, knocking away several of his men and hitting him hard.
On an off-road vehicle, the entire front hood collapsed.
The incident happened suddenly, and everyone on Song Ziqi's side was stunned for a moment, and then they drew their swords and guns out of their sheaths and started shouting and cursing.
Qianye ignored those people who were clamoring to surround them. He looked beyond the crowd and looked at the few big men standing still behind them. They had an aura about them that made Qianye a little afraid.
Song Zining remained calm and stretched out his hand to block Qianye behind him. The menacing warriors were suffocated, but they did not have the courage of Qianye to attack the seventh son of the Song family in broad daylight.
Over there, Song Ziqi had already jumped to the ground and gritted his teeth and said: "You little bastard, you dare to attack me. Even if the seventh child protects you, today you can only go out with only 17 or 18 dollars!"
Song Zining suddenly laughed, "Song Ziqi, why are you shouting so loudly? Isn't it very honorable for a general to be kicked out by an eighth-level soldier?"
At this time, someone suddenly said: "Stop." With the vibration of the engine and the sound of brakes, a convoy stopped.
Everyone in the confrontation looked over in surprise.
After the conflict started, not everyone passed by on this road, but everyone took a detour automatically.
Of course, the Song Clan's vehicles recognize the emblems of the teams on both sides. Both the ordinary disciples and other heirs wish they had never seen them. And other wealthy families will not come to see the Song Clan's excitement at this time.
Qianye felt someone was looking at him, so he turned around and saw that the person who got off the main car of the motorcade was actually Zhao Junhong. He was dressed quite formally, wearing an ancient costume with the main tone of silver and black. Obviously, this time Zhao Junhong
He should be the representative who came to congratulate me.
Zhao Junhong's smile was as usual, reserved and slightly arrogant, "Third Young Master of the Song Dynasty, Zi Ning, long time no see."
Song Ziqi's face looked ugly at first. Zhao Junhong's greeting was immediately noticeable, but he couldn't get angry about it. The Zhao family was famous for their lack of expression. They always went their own way and were arrogant and conceited.