Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

After taking a sip of tea, Song Xuan pointed to the gorgeous woman on the island who was standing there in fear, not daring to move, and asked, "Is that Hong Antong's wife?"

"Yes!" The thin monk's eyes lit up, "Her name is Su Quan, a woman that Hong Antong abducted from somewhere. There are some problems with the martial arts that Hong Antong practiced, and he is not interested in women, so Su Quan is still a virgin.

If you are interested, I will bring her to you right away to sleep with you!"

"Forget it, I'm not interested!"

Song Xuan lay on the bench, enjoying the sea breeze and the sun, and dozed off again.

The thin monk walked away angrily and exchanged glances with the fat monk.

Shou Tou Tuo: What’s going on? Young Master only killed Hong Antong and didn’t vent his anger on others?

Fat Monk: Maybe you have killed too many people recently, you should cultivate your character.

Skinny Monk: It’s possible... What surprised me is that, despite Su Quan’s beauty, the young master was not moved at all. He is indeed a man of great ability. His willpower is far beyond what we can compare to.

Fat Monk: It’s hard to say. I think that the young master and the lady may have been squeezed dry when they were together in the past few days, and now they are powerless!

Skinny Monk: Just think about this in your heart, but don’t say it carelessly!

In the eyes of the fat and thin monks, Su Quan is a remarkable woman with all kinds of halos. To put it in a more understandable way, she has all the attributes of a wife, a young woman, a queen, a widow, etc. Even a beautiful young lady with all these attributes is not interested in her, so she must be fake.

...

They sailed on the sea for more than half a month. During this time, Lin Pingzhi was busy running around, calling everyone Brother Xuan all the time and was extremely enthusiastic.

Song Xuan knew what he wanted, so he didn't hesitate and directly passed Yan Nantian's magic sword technique to the boy.

Anyway, Yan Nantian also told me to find a suitable disciple for him to pass on the sword skills, so that this sword technique will not be lost one day.

Song Xuan was not polite either. It didn't matter who he passed it on to. Given the conditions, he would naturally give priority to passing it on to his own people.

The Lin family's industry is now growing bigger and bigger. It has begun to expand from Mingzhou to Qingzhou, Songzhou and other places. With such a big family and big business, more and more people will naturally target them.

Lin Pingzhi is a good martial arts enthusiast. Sooner or later, he will be needed to carry the banner of the Lin family. Song Xuan is never stingy with those who work hard for him.

On this day, the merchant ship on which Song Xuan was traveling slowly sailed into the imperial capital's dock. As soon as he got off the ship, two general flags of the Xuanyi Guard came to greet him.

"Master Song, Master Zhao ordered us to take you there!"

Song Xuan nodded slightly and instructed Lin Pingzhi, "As for Xiaopang and Xiaoshou, arrange accommodation for them in the imperial capital first."

"Don't worry, Brother Xuan, there's no need to worry about such a small matter!"

The Lin Family Chamber of Commerce naturally has properties in the imperial capital, so arranging accommodation for two people is naturally a piece of cake. Lin Pingzhi immediately agreed.

Song Xuan smiled with satisfaction. After two years of experience, Lin Pingzhi was no longer the young man he used to be. His childishness faded away, and he became more calm and composed.

Such a person is easy to use and much more reliable than Linghu Chong, whose mind is full of wandering thoughts!

Chapter 213 New Appointment

At the Inspection Office, Song Xuan stood at the gate with reminiscence in his eyes.

This place carries too many memories for him. The happy days when he used to be paid and doing nothing seem to be getting farther and farther away from him.

He's almost vomited from killing so many people recently. It's really not easy to earn this salary.

Walking into the yamen, Song Xuan greeted familiarly a group of third-class Xuanyi guards who were just passing the time. Hearing them calling him "Brother Xuan" one after another, he actually felt a little envious.

If one has no talent in the martial arts, in fact, he can just hang out in the government office like them, and go to brothels to drink and play with girls after work, and it seems that he can live a happy life.

When I arrived at Zhao Dezhu's office, Old Zhao was reviewing documents while drinking wolfberry tea and yawning.

Seeing Song Xuan approaching, he pushed another cup of brewed wolfberry tea and said with a smile, "Would you like some? I heard that you and the eldest daughter of the Lu family were entangled in Qingzhou for more than ten days. Are you exhausted?"

Song Xuan patted his chest and said, "Uncle Zhao, at my age, when I'm still full of vigor and vitality, do I still need these?"

"You don't understand!" Zhao Dezhu chuckled. "Nourishing your body is age-neutral. Take more supplements when you're young, and you'll understand how beneficial they are when you're older."

Song Xuan nodded, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it silently.

"Uncle Zhao is right. I don't have any other strengths except that I like to listen to other people's opinions. I always humbly accept the experience of people like you."

"Haha, you kid are really funny!"

Most young people feel embarrassed when talking about this kind of thing. Even if it is really not possible, they are still stubborn and refuse to admit it.

It's rare to find someone as shameless as Song Xuan.

Halfway through his tea, Zhao Dezhu rolled up a tobacco leaf and lit one for himself. "This is the finest tobacco leaf from Songzhou. Would you like some?"

"Then let me try it!"

Song Xuan also rolled one, and Zhao Dezhu lit it for him. Then the two of them started puffing away in the office.

"How does it feel?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "That's all. Nothing interesting."

"This stuff has to pass through your lungs, otherwise it's a waste to inhale it. Forget it, you're at the age where your mind is full of women, there's no point in telling you this."

After finishing a cigarette, Zhao Dezhu lowered his voice and asked, "Master Mu died at your hands, right?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Blast him into ashes with one sword. Don't worry, he won't have a chance to come back to life."

Zhao Dezhu suddenly laughed, "How does it feel after killing him?"

"I immediately felt the urgency to break through, and I condensed the Flower of God before the battle."

Zhao Dezhu breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems you have obtained this fortune. The road ahead will be much smoother."

Song Xuan put down the teacup, with a somewhat mysterious smile on his face, and used the secret method of sound transmission to transmit the sound into Zhao Dezhu's mind.

"Uncle Zhao, tell me the truth. The Qingzhou Dragon Vein was cut off. Could it be you who was behind this?"

Zhao Dezhu didn't hide it and said frankly: "It's an exaggeration to say that they are controlling it. In fact, the commander and I know exactly what Mu Dao Ren and his men are going to do.

It's just a matter of going with the flow and ignoring it.

After all, it's rare for a great villain to cut off a dragon vein and make things easier for others. This kind of good thing doesn't happen once in hundreds of years."

Song Xuan nodded in understanding, not surprised.

He never thought that the Xuanyiwei was a great and glorious organization. They had done countless shady things in secret. Mu Dao Ren was plotted against and it was a pity for him. This was consistent with his understanding of the Xuanyiwei.

"Next, how will Qingzhou be handled? What does the court have to say?"

Zhao Dezhu waved his hand. "It hasn't been decided yet. The civil officials believe that we should make an example of one person and kill him as a warning to the rest. No matter who it is, as long as they join the Qing army, they will be beheaded as a warning to the public.

As for the generals..."

Song Xuan laughed and said, "Does the military commanders think this is too much?"

"Those people really think it's too much. Cutting off the dragon vein for rebellion is the first time since the founding of the Great Zhou. Merely beheading is too simple and not enough to deter those with ulterior motives in the various states.

Therefore, many generals believed that all those who shaved their heads in Qingzhou should be killed directly. After that, immigrants from other states should be sent there, and the native inhabitants of Qingzhou should be left alone!

What the hell!

Even Song Xuan, a living devil who kills without blinking an eye, gasped when he heard this.

The population of Qingzhou was over one billion, and nearly half of them were massacred by Huang Taiji through the shaving order, leaving at least hundreds of millions of people.

As a result, those officials killed them all without even opening their mouths.

They kill hundreds of millions of people without blinking an eye. In their eyes, the people are probably just a string of numbers.

If this string of numbers is annoying, just erase it and replace it with a more pleasing one.

Song Xuan's face darkened. He had never thought highly of the civil and military officials in the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Today, his three views were refreshed.

"What do our Xuanyi Guards think?"

Zhao Dezhu shook his head and said, "Generally, such state affairs are handled by the emperor and his court officials, and we, the Xuanyi Guard, do not interfere.

You've been in Qingzhou for quite some time. Do you think the people there are still loyal to the Great Zhou?"

Song Xuan nodded and said, "After the massacre perpetrated by Huang Taiji, the people of Qingzhou now yearn for the rule of the Great Zhou court more than anyone else."

Zhao Dezhu nodded thoughtfully and glanced at Song Xuan, "You kill the nobles and wealthy families without mercy, but you are quite soft-hearted towards ordinary people.

But since you've asked, I'll talk to the commander about this."

As he spoke, he sneered, "Everyone says that we, the Xuanyi Guards, are cruel and ruthless, but compared to those officials in the court, we can all be considered kind people."

He picked up a letter of appointment and handed it to Song Xuan, "Logically speaking, you have made great contributions, so you are qualified to be promoted to the first-class Xuanyi Guard.

However, the commander and I feel that it would be better for you to go through the necessary procedures locally to make your resume more perfect, so that it will be more natural for you to take over the position of commander in the future.

There is a saying in the court: If you have not served in a prefecture, you cannot enter the cabinet. The same is true for us Xuanyi Guards. Without a complete resume in the local area, you cannot be a commander."

Song Xuan took the appointment letter and took a look at it.

"Songzhou Xuanyi Guard Supervisor?"

"Do we have such a position in the Xuanyi Guard?"

"some!"

Zhao Dezhu found a map and opened it while saying, "But it's not a permanent position. It's a special commissioner of the Xuanyiwei organization, with the title of Qianhu, but the power is higher than that of Qianhu.

As the Supervisor of Songzhou, all the thousand households in the entire Songzhou area are under your supervisory jurisdiction.

There have been a few Qian Hu rebels in Songzhou lately who are not on the same page with us. Since you have some free time and need enough local experience, why not go to Songzhou?"

Chapter 214: Cultivating One's Morality

When I got home, my father Song Yuanshan was napping in the sun in the yard.

Seeing his eldest son coming back, he opened his eyes sleepily and yawned.

"Didn't you bring your wife back?"

Song Xuan chuckled, "Next time for sure!"

Song Yuanshan seemed to have let it go and stopped urging me. "You can do whatever you want. I've already made arrangements with the Lu family. Whenever you and Qingxue want to get married, just let me know. We can have the wedding anytime!"

"understood."

Song Xuan casually pulled over a chair and sat down. "Where is my beloved mother?"

Song Yuanshan poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I went to your cousin's house. Your cousin's family was transferred back to the imperial capital last month. Lin Ruhai is now the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, acting as the Minister of Revenue."

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the code will be removed by next year at the latest."

Song Xuan was not surprised.

The current emperor is a money-hungry person. If it weren't for the wealth that Lin Ruhai has earned for him over the years, the treasury would have been empty long ago and the court would have been unable to function.

The emperor would naturally value an official like Lin Ruhai who was good at accumulating wealth.

"By the way..." Song Yuanshan suddenly asked, "How do you feel?"

This was incomprehensible, but Song Xuan understood what he meant and said with a smile: "Fortunately, after I got the luck, I realized that some things cannot be obtained simply by hard work or talent.

Some things are destined to be there, and if they are not, they are not there!"

What he was talking about were the three innate flowers.

After killing Mu Dao Ren and obtaining the divine flower that condensed his luck, he had some enlightenment.

The third innate flower cannot be successfully condensed simply by having the qualifications and perseverance. Without great luck and destiny, even if one uses the national destiny as Taoist Mu did to condense it, he will eventually end up dead.

If God doesn't agree, you won't have a chance even if you risk your life!

Song Yuanshan gave him a meaningful look and asked, "So, do you think you have this fate now?"

Song Xuan pondered and said, "I can't say I have this destiny, but at least I have the initial qualifications to become a perfect master."

Song Yuanshan stood up with satisfaction and said, "It's getting late. I'm going to the Lin Mansion to pick up your mother and take her home. We can get together as a family tonight."

Watching his father leave, Song Xuan's expression became serious.

On the way back from Cheongju, he was thinking about a question.

Who is the person who tricked Mu Dao Ren into becoming a big villain?

At first, he thought it was Zhao Dezhu.

But now it seems that his father is more suspicious.

My old father seems to be idle and slacking off all day long, but I guess he knows everything about my experience in Qingzhou. This is not a skill that a slacker should have.