Song Yu raised his head and saw that the oil lamp and candles had been lit around him at some point. He couldn't help but smile: "I don't think it's time. If you have no doubts, please step down and prepare!"

"No!" Everyone bowed and retreated.

Before Ye Hongyan left, Song Yu seemed to be inadvertently asking: "Who is the one who has been standing behind you just now?"

Ye Hongyan suppressed her excitement and said in a deep voice: "This person is the last general's family, named Ye Jianfeng. Some of his contributions will be brought to him this time, so that he can see the world..."

He looked back and sniffed: "I won't go forward and salute!"

Ye Jianfeng stepped forward and knelt down with a "slap": "I have seen Marquis Wu!"

"Not bad!" Song Yu commented lightly, but didn't say much.

When the two of them left the conference hall, Ye Hongyan could no longer hold back, and her face suddenly appeared: "Jianfeng! This time the lord asked for this inquiry was a great opportunity!"

"I have taken the army again and want to attack Yuzhang. As long as you follow and make some contributions, the lord will remember it in your heart. Then promotion will be a blink of an eye..."

The appointment of officers above the General of the Battle of the Army must pass through Song Yu, which has an impression and will naturally take advantage of it.

"My nephew is awake!" Ye Jianfeng was still dizzy in his mind, but he still said.

"Haha..." Ye Hongyan laughed and patted her nephew's shoulder, "Let's go! Go to the military camp first, our uncles, we have to have a long talk all night... Let the kitchen serve two more good dishes to celebrate... but you can't drink alcohol!"

"That's natural!" Ye Jianfeng said. He will use troops tomorrow. Now drinking. If it's a mistake, who can bear it?

Song Yu took the carriage and returned to the temporary palace for a while. Suddenly, he felt a sense. He smiled mysteriously and ordered his left and right: "Call Qingxu here!"

"No!" The attendant trotted and retreated.

This Wuhou Palace was the original garrison palace, which was the most stable and magnificent place in the entire Qinglong Pass. It was previously lived by Ye Hongyan, but now Song Yu came, so he naturally offered it immediately. He stayed in the military camp.

Because it was a former residence for several generations of garrisons, the mansion had a rough and straightforward architecture, with a strong sense of iron-bloodedness of soldiers. There was even a small schoolyard in the front yard, with weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds placed on the agarwood stand for people to use. There were also stone locks and other objects in the surrounding corners, which could be used to make the effort.

This martial artist's style with a strong atmosphere is also made by generations of guards.

Although Song Yu is Wu Hou and was born in Bai Zhan before, when he saw this scene, he not only did not feel uncomfortable, but instead felt a sense of familiarity.

If you want to meet people, you cannot choose here.

Song Yu walked forward and came to the backyard of the mansion. He saw a small garden.

There is emerald green hidden in the garden, as if I felt the spring and sprouted new buds. The vitality buried in the cold made Song Yu like it very much. Seeing that the garden was decorated ingeniously and elegantly, it was a bit out of place with the garrison palace, I couldn't help but ask: "Who did this garden come from?"

The eunuchs who were attending the side were all looking at each other, with only one civil servant coming forward, as if they were a secretary, and reported: "This is the act of Deng Chun, the inner servant of the Qinglong Pass appointed by the previous court! After the rebel Li Rubi broke through Qinglong Pass, Deng Chun committed suicide, and his inner servant was all lost in the chaos..."

In ancient times, women were not allowed to show off even if they had talent. Instead, they had to rely on their husbands. Just like vines that depended on big trees, they would be said to be harmful to their morality.

From the garden layout, you can see the designer's kindness, which is a pity...

Song Yu sighed, but remembered the two daughters in the family, Wu Xinling and Li Xiufang, who were almost old enough to marry him. Because Song Yu was willing to do it, although he had favors almost every night, he had no children. The two women have been frowning for nearly a month.

"It's almost done! When Wuzhou is pacified, you can also give them a child to avoid having nowhere to live..."

Song Yu frowned and thought, this offspring was very important in ancient times. Song Yu had other plans to control the two girls and prevented them from getting pregnant.

Needless to mention this plan, Song Yu walked into the garden and admired the beautiful scenery of everything when the cold winter and the warm spring intersect.

As we walked deeper and deeper, we reached a pine forest, a man turned out from the forest. He was handsome, wearing a golden robe and carrying a thin layer of golden light on his body, which was assimilated with the golden robe. If he had not observed it carefully, he would have been fooled.

"Ye! Who are you? How dare you offend Wu Hou Yujia!"

"There are assassins! Pass the guard!"

This is the heavily guarded Wu Hou's Palace, and there is an irrelevant outsider! Moreover, the layer of golden light on his body is obviously not a mortal object. At first glance, the attendant Song Yu immediately came out to drink.

Some others stood in front of Song Yu and made a loyal and loyalty to the master.

"Forget it! Wait until you leave! This is the guest I am invited!" Just as the subordinate shouted and wanted to call the guards to take down the "demon man", Song Yu waved his hand and said.

The eunuchs looked at each other, but since Song Yu had said so, they could only retreat to their original position. The guards who were about to surround them also retreated in disappointment.

Song He looked at Fang Ming, and his eyes remained alert.

He is the commander of Song Yu's personal army and is responsible for the security of the lord. How much trust is this? Song He felt that even if he died, he would not repay him. He would always stay with Song Yu. Even if he was sleeping, he would still keep his eyes open to prevent accidents.

At this time, seeing that the lord invited this person, although he was young, he could enter Wu Hou's palace without knowing it, and he immediately became alert.

With such skills, if you are doing assassination, who can stop it?

When Song Yu saw Song He like this, he smiled bitterly. The origin of the deity was hard to explain. In addition, the golden light on his body was not an ordinary person at first sight, so he naturally could not come in through the gate. It was too eye-catching!

Fang Ming is now fully equipped with a golden body and can appear in the mortal world without manifesting it by himself. The advantage is that the restraint power of the sun is getting smaller. As for the disadvantage, if he does not use his supernatural power to hide his movements, he will be seen by mortals wherever he goes. When the City God believers see it, they will not worship it immediately. The news spreads and is very easy to be discovered by those who are interested.

Song Yu stopped the guards and said, "This is Gu's old friend, but he is aloof and doesn't like to see strangers. You can go and prepare, Gu wants to talk to him!"

He paused and said, "If Qingxu came, let him come here by himself, without stopping..."

Wu Hou had a golden and elegant voice. Since he spoke, his subordinates had to obey orders.

The king gathers millions of power and can move mountains and seas. Although Song Yu is not a king, he can only get half of it, and the order is extraordinary.

The eunuchs of the servants chose a pavilion, and the guards and servants worked together to clean up, lit incense, and then placed chessboards, tables, chairs and other items, asking Song Yu and Fang Ming to take their seats.

A thick layer of cotton pads is laid on the large Huangmu Lihua chair, which is soft and warm, making people want to fall into it.

After Song Yu and Fang Ming sat down opposite him, a maid with bright eyes and white teeth came from somewhere. She held a tea set and came to cook tea and serve.

The small copper pot was burned by red charcoal, and white air came out from the spout, bringing a little warmth to the small pavilion.

"Please!" Song Yu said. The feeling of distracting himself and looking at him was really wonderful.

Fang Ming did not speak, and took the white first. In ancient times, Go was the first to play Baizi, which was slightly different from the modern blackzi, which was the first to play.

After Fang Ming got the ball, Song Yu followed closely and put down a black piece in the chessboard.

The two of them gradually got off the ground and soon, they arrived at the middle plate.

This is a small method Fang Ming obtained from Mu Qing’s memory. Through the main body and the clone’s distraction chess, he can exercise the magical power of one mind and two minds.

I have to say that this method has some effect. As the chess game deepens, the more spiritual thoughts Fang Ming has to spend, and gradually he has gained some tricks to use the two minds, and his moves are getting faster and faster!

When Qingxu arrived, he saw this scene.

In the warm pavilion, two young men were sitting, looking down at the chessboard, playing chess, making a move like the wind. Next to it, there was a maid with bright eyes and kind eyes, performing tea art.

Qingxu gave a tribute first: "Mr. Wu is so elegant!"

When he came to Song Yu, he was temporarily a senior disciple and named him in the Jinyiwei. It was estimated that it was more than a hundred miles away from before.

This time, Wu Hou sent troops, but brought him with him. Qingxu knew that the opportunity had come. Now Song Yu summoned him, he attached more importance to it!

"The Taoist priest came just right! This is the five-color cloud mist tea I just made, come! Please!"

At this moment, the maid who was kneeling brought three cups of tea. The tea was green and yellow in color, and there was heat on it, which reflected five colors of light, which were repeated over and over again.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu!" Qingxu knew that this tea was rare, even he himself had no luck to enjoy it before, so he no longer refused. After taking the tea cup, he suddenly felt the fragrance was suffocating, and he was secretly praised.

When the tea soup enters the mouth, it feels a little bitter again. After a moment, the bitter taste dissipates, but it produces fluid under the tongue, and it also has a sweet fragrance.

The smell of this bitter fragrance is extremely strange, extremely long and endless aftertaste.

"Good tea! This five-color cloud tea! It is produced only from the Five Color Peak of Daqingshan, with only half a pound of output per year. It has always been used as a tribute. Now I can drink it, but it is thanks to Wu Hou's blessing!"

Qingxu sighed and said.

"Haha..." Song Yu laughed, then stopped, and said to Qingxu: "Come on! I will introduce to the Taoist priest... This is the city god. I can make a fortune in Wu Nan, and I rely on its help. You and the two of you are powerful people. In the future, you can be close to each other..."

At this time, the young man who had been bowing his head, as if he was meditating on the chess game, also raised his head and showed a face that would never be forgotten by Qingxu.

The young god smiled slightly and said, "After leaving for many years, can Zhenren Qingxu be fine?"

With a "bang", the cup in Qingxu's hand fell to the ground, and the silver bottle suddenly broke through water and burst into pieces. Five-colored clouds and mists splattered all over his body, but he ignored it, opened his mouth wide and pointed at Fang Ming, as if he had seen a monster!

No! In Qingxu's eyes, Fang Ming is ten times more terrifying than a strange beast!!!

"You...you...you!" Qingxu said a few words in a row, but he was a little stuttering.

Fang Ming smiled and said, "I just thought about the chess game and didn't come forward to see you. I hope the real person won't blame you..."

Now that he has achieved great success in his golden body, he has gradually returned to the realm of returning to nature. He deliberately restrained himself, and actually concealed himself from the eyes of the real person Qingxu, treating him as an ordinary person just now. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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