Song Yang, Er Sha, Xiao Qi and other selected people moved into the luxury inn that had been prepared for them after the show. Each person had a large and comfortable room, a hall, a bedroom and even a kitchen and bathroom.
There are special servants for driving, and there are soldiers guarding the outside. The treatment has suddenly gone from underground to heaven. It is not difficult to understand. Now these people have become the pillars of Nanli. Even if they are not selected for the first-class competition, they will have various achievements in the future.
Only if they can serve the country, the court will naturally treat them well.
On the way to the post house, Song Yang found the official responsible for greeting them, hoping that they could arrange a place for the mute to live in the post house, and the official readily agreed.
When they arrived at the place, Song Yang first gave the mute acupuncture and medicine to heal his injuries, and then had a sumptuous dinner with his companions. He was fine, but Xiao Qi, Er Sha and the Qu couple were extremely happy and celebrated hard.
Everyone goes back to their rooms.
In the room, a servant had already prepared bath water. Song Yang was not polite and soaked comfortably in the barrel. From Gao Changshi's attack in the afternoon to the end, he fought against Chen Hui with all his strength, working hard with his heart and hands and mouth.
Mentally, he was really tired. He soaked in the hot water and fell asleep unconsciously. It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Song Yang woke up with a start. He hastily put on the new clothes he had prepared and rushed to open the door.
The one who knocked on the door was the officer in charge of the garrison. He cupped his fists and said, "There is a woman outside who claims to be Mr. Song's maid. She wants to see Mr. Song."
Song Yang was a little confused, frowned and shook his head. The officer reminded him again: "She said her surname was Gu."
As soon as the name 'Gu' was mentioned, Song Yang suddenly understood, nodded and said with a smile: "I know, let her come up."
After a while, there was a gentle knock on the door again, but this time, before Song Yang could open the door, the other party opened the door and walked in.
She was sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was the girl who fed Gu Zhaojun porridge when they last met. Holding a long wooden box in her hand, she walked up to Song Yang and bowed down: "My slave, I pay my respects to you, Master." Then,
Then he opened the wooden box on his hand: "Mr. Gu said that the young master has made a name for himself today and is worthy of this 'Chu Yu' sword. There is no need to forge the remaining sword, just throw it away."
The knife is a good knife, better than the last one. Song Yang played with 'Chu Yu': "He gave me one knife and I used it, and after I used it, he gave me another one. I owe him
There are more and more favors.”
The girl stood up with a sweet smile: "Mr. Gu said that if the knife is broken, there will be a better one, but Mr., those who do big things should take care of themselves."
Song Yang smiled and changed the topic: "The Tibetan people who caused trouble at the venue were arranged by Lao Gu, right?"
The girl looked surprised: "How did you know?"
It's not hard to guess what happened. The Tibetan merchants were indeed domineering, but knowing that the imperial envoy was present and still daring to come on stage to cause trouble seemed a bit wrong.
What's more, the imperial envoy here is the daughter of the King of Zhenxi. The royal flags are eye-catching around the high platform. Hongbo Mansion is the most ferocious force in Nanli and the most hostile to Tibet. Ordinary Tibetan businessmen will walk around when they see it. How can anyone take the initiative to go up there if they don't care about their fate?
Looking for trouble.
It was such a coincidence that the Tibetan businessmen did not make trouble sooner or later, and launched an attack just when Song Yang had just passed the election and had not yet left the high platform... Song Yang understood at that time that this group of people was using the banner of "looking down on the selection of talented people"
, but it was actually directed at him; apart from Gu Zhaojun, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would do this.
At least until now, the person named Gu didn't mean any harm. There should be a deep meaning of helping Song Yang hidden in this farce. So Song Yang happily "accepted" and made the competition a great success, although Gu still couldn't figure it out.
What exactly is Zhaojun's "deep meaning" does not prevent him from continuing to sing this opera. The more lively and sensational it is, the more beneficial it will be.
"Mr. Gu also has an explanation for this matter," the girl continued with a smile: "He said that the young master did a good job and relieved his anger, so his hard work was not in vain. As for why he made such an arrangement... he didn't say.
"
Song Yang did not bother with the girl and asked directly: "Is Lao Gu in Qingyang City? I'll ask him myself. In addition, I also want to ask him for a favor. There are some rare medicinal materials. I want to ask him if he has any.
.”
The girl shook her head: "Mr. Gu has left, and I can't contact him. However, I think he will come to the young master soon. If it is not urgent, you can tell him by then, and I can also help."
Master, please note this down."
Song Yang did not pursue the whereabouts of Gu Zhaojun, but found a strange thing in the other party's words: "When you call Lao Gu, shouldn't you call me 'my master' or 'master'? I heard 'Gu' from your mouth."
The title "Sir" seems a bit strange."
But the girl shook her head: "Originally, she was the 'head of the house', but now that the maidservant is the son of the master, this title can no longer be used."
The last time they met, Gu Zhaojun once said that as long as Song Yang could stand out from Qingyang's talent selection, he would give him the feeding maid next to him.
and sent it over.
Song Yang coughed, waved his hand and said with a smile: "I will accept the knife, but I don't dare to ask for it. No matter what, I have to thank your master."
The girl frowned slightly when she heard the words, as if she was thinking about something. After a moment, she smiled: "I understand, I'm disturbing the young master's rest." After saying that, she turned and walked towards the door.
She walked very slowly, as if she was still waiting for Song Yang to change his mind and call her back.
Song Yang ignored her, but after the girl disappeared, he trembled and quietly chased her out.
His body skills have always been vigorous, for fear that others would not know, but now Song Yang's skills are so strong that even if he does not use his internal strength or body skills, he can still stay silent and cannot be noticed by ordinary people. Song Yang wants to see Gu Zhaojun, so he goes to
He asked for some medicinal materials that he needed urgently. Tracking the girl was the easiest way to find Gu Zhaojun.
After tracking for several miles, the girl's back was always within Song Yang's gaze. When they reached a remote place, the girl suddenly stopped. First she bowed to Yingying in the southeast direction, then turned back and looked towards the direction of the post house.
At one glance, it was clearly visible through the bright moonlight, and the girl burst into tears.
The next moment, the girl gritted her teeth.
The small cheekbones were slightly protruding, and this expression was indescribably cute... But Song Yang was taken aback and shouted in a low voice: "No!" He used all his strength to rush to the girl's side and punched her!
A fist that was harder than a rock hit the intersection of the chest and abdomen, and the girl vomited with a cry. Then Song Yang used his left hand to quickly seal several large acupoints on the opponent, and his right hand moved the needle like the wind... to detoxify.
It was exactly the same as Rongyou in the Yin Family Inn three years ago. The lower molar, the second molar from the right, had already been hollowed out and poison was poured into it. The girl gritted her teeth to take the poison.
Fortunately, Song Yang's ability to detoxify has been greatly improved compared to when he used poison three years ago. In addition, he brought all the medicinal materials with him on this trip, and the girl was beaten to vomiting before she could fully swallow the poison, so she tried her best to save her.
Next, the poison was eliminated quickly. Finally, there was no danger. Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a wry smile: "Why do you take poison so well?"
The girl did not lose her consciousness, and she burst into tears: "It seems that if you take a knife, the things Mr. Gu gave away will not be taken back. He gave me to you, and I will never be able to go back..."
At this point, the girl burst into tears: "But you don't want me!"
Song Yang was angry and funny: "So you have to die?" After saying that, he stretched out his legs and sat next to the girl: "Is life so worthless? It doesn't matter if you can't go back, there is no place in the colorful world.
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The girl put away her sad voice, but still choked with sobs: "I don't know martial arts, I don't know how to make money, I have never traveled far alone, and I have only learned one skill since I was a child: serving. With this skill, I am
Should I commit myself to a brothel or find someone outside the service to be the concubine of the ninth house? I would rather die."
Her tears flowed down again: "I know why you don't want to keep me, but you misunderstood. Mr. Gu treats me very well, you have to ask me for his secrets... Don't say I don't know anything, even if
I know that and I will never say a word; the same goes for the opposite. He gave me to you, so my surname is Song. If he wants to ask me about you, I swear on the spirit of my parents in heaven, I will never
Say one more thing."
After saying that, the girl turned to look at Song Yang with a sad expression, but her eyes were full of expectation: "Do you... believe it?"
Song Yang shook his head: "I still don't believe it. But..."
The girl's dimmed eyes became bright again: "But what?"
Song Yang laughed and said, "I really want to try if the rice fed by the pretty girl is a little sweeter." As he said that, he followed Gu Zhaojun's example and put his hands into his sleeves.
How could the girl fail to understand what Song Yang meant, but when the cheers came out, they turned into cries again. Putting aside everything else, it was enough to feel aggrieved just now that she had just passed through the gate of hell.
Either the girl is as innocent as she said, and would rather die than stay away from the inn so as not to cause trouble to the owner; or she is so scheming that she guesses that Song Yang is following her, and she bets with her own life that Song Yang will
He was soft-hearted and came to gamble for a chance to be taken in again. Song Yang couldn't tell the difference and was too lazy to divide it.
His biggest secret is the identity of Yao Xing. Gu Zhaojun even knows this. At least until now, Song Yang has nothing else to worry about him knowing. In this case, there is really no need to worry too much. At least, there is a beautiful person by his side.
Maid, it should feel pretty good.
Song Yang patted his butt and stood up, smiling: "Let's go. Go back to the post house."
The girl hurriedly got up, said "Slave, I obey", and quickened her pace to catch up with Song Yang. After walking a few steps, she suddenly cheered and lost all her dignity as a master and servant. She reached out and hugged Song Yang's arm, jumping
Foot smiled happily: "Thank you, sir."
There were tears in the broad smile.
The girl's body was soft, and Song Yang's arms were held in her arms, and her mind wandered.
Song Yang was not an old master. Since he felt comfortable, he let her hold him. He turned to look at the girl, nodded and smiled: "Well, she is indeed a beautiful maid. This time, Lao Gu lost money... Huh?"
Taking advantage of the stars and moon in the sky, Song Yang looked at the girl again and finally discovered something was wrong.
The girl was smart and understood Song Yang's doubts, and her smile became brighter: "Mr. Gu said that my young master has great eyesight. Can I see... at least he doesn't have good eyesight when looking at women."
After saying that, she concluded: "This is a good thing!"