Chapter 338 Enter Beijing again!

Qingyan said he didn't have to worry. How could Song Yi really not worry?

From the time Qingyan knew that Song Yi began to have frequent contact with people in Qingmu Village, she guessed Song Yi's idea. She was a smart woman. If Song Yi hadn't been too strong, she would have had greater brilliance!

Qingyan knows Song Yi as if she knows herself. She loves Song Yi more than herself. For Song Yi, she can naturally lighten herself. Song Yixin didn't know it, so in the following days, he began to make a detailed plan and make an answer.

The matter of the restaurant was handed over to Xu Chang and Yu Guduo, and borrowed Yu Xiaoyue to help; the big event of the rice and grain business was temporarily handed over to Zhou Qincheng and Yutou Zhang, while Huang Ying was in charge; Niu Erhu and others did not have to follow Song Yi, and Song Yi would not take too many people to leave the south of the Yangtze River!

During this period, Yutou Zhang will send people to keep an eye on the movement of grass and trees around Yizi Lane. The most important thing is that the seventh prince and others temporarily stayed in the south of the Yangtze River, so Song Yi was very relieved.

Before leaving, Song Yi tried to think carefully, and then arranged some emergency measures at home. Finally, he borrowed a person from Yutou Zhang, who was a fake camel Wu Jian.

In early summer, you can already start to wear thin shirts. Women can finally see the light of the sky, and scholars can finally wear light clothes and fans...

At the beginning of summer, Song Yi held a family banquet in Song Mansion, and the guests were still the seventh prince and others.

The seventh prince rarely drank a few more cups, and his handsome face turned red, which looked particularly cute. Zuo Qianqian and others also rarely saw the naive look of the seventh prince, so they couldn't help insuaring to recite poems together. At the inspitable of everyone, the seventh prince gradually became more embarrassed, which made everyone laugh...

I didn't drink much this night. After laughing, there was a strong atmosphere. Since Ning Fan and I began to toast, the group of people, both men and women, toasted Song Yi and said some heroic words, especially Ning Fan and Xie Tingyu couldn't wait to follow Song Yi to beg for orders, but at this time, they actually had their lives...

So the next evening, Song Yi, Qingyan and others had a simple dinner and then went out of the city with the vegetable farmers who went out of the city! From south to east to the capital.

Qingyan's red eyes were sent to the entrance of Zixiang and did not cry. Huang Ying was sent to the gate of Yangzhou and finally cried. Zuo Qianqian and Zhao Min hurried to comfort her, but not only did they not comfort Huang Ying, but they even felt a little sad.

When Song Yixing went far away and could hardly see Yangzhou City, he waved his hand to the faint outline in the twilight.

Of course, he is very reluctant.

On the road, there were pedestrians who didn't know Song Yi. They looked at Song Yi and waved his hand in the direction of Yangzhou in surprise. They all thought that he was a scholar who traveled from home. Who would have thought that he was the Song Yi they respected in their minds?

Wu Jian sat in the carriage and asked faintly, "Are you homesick?"

"Don't you want to?" Song Yi turned back and got into the car and asked.

"I don't want to... My parents have died since I was a child. I don't even know what my parents are. My master is my father, but he is a little different, so I have never left and never thought about home!" Wu Jian said lightly, as if he really didn't have any emotion.

"This time I'm going to the capital, can you guess what I'm going to do? Why did you take you there?" Song Yi asked.

Wu Jian drove the carriage and said without looking back, "Master told me that there are your brothers on the battlefield on Yanyun's other side. You went to the capital to ask for orders to go to the battlefield. Master asked me to follow you regardless of life and death!"

"What a fish head, what a life and death, are you afraid? Do you hate him? Song Yi asked with a smile. If you want to know more about this man, after all, he will rely on him a lot.

"Joke, there is no fear of death in the truth that Master taught me since I was a child. The so-called life and death is just a double fist reasoning. Master is right. For so many years, I have watched many people die in front of me because of my hard fists! So how can I hate my master?" Wu Jian replied.

"The old fish is not bad, and you are also good. A man really needs to have a pair of hard fists..." Song Yi said with a smile.

Wu Jian was silent for a while, and then said, "In the past, I looked down on a scholar like you, and the young lady also looked down on it. I didn't expect you to be better than me..."

Song Yi asked with a smile, "Who said that scholars can't have a pair of iron fists?"

"We saw too little. I used to think that Master was a sky. Later, when I saw Master Zheng, I knew that he was a bigger sky than Master. Later, when I saw you, I knew that you were a sky of different colors!" Wu Jian said lightly.

Song Yi was stunned, and then smiled and joked, "Have you studied?"

"What?" Wu Jian's tone was slightly puzzled.

Song Yi said sadly, "The tone of speaking is also a little sour..."

Wu Jian was stunned, and then laughed. After a long time, he suddenly said quietly, "Don't call me hunchback in the future. In fact, I really don't like this nickname!"

"I'm sorry..." Song Yi was stunned and apologized with a smile. Looking at Wu Jian's slightly bent back, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

There was not much wasting of time along the way. I was talking on the way and eating. Except for the convenience of eating and sleeping, the two big men were talking all the time.

The more you say, the more you will understand between the two! In the past, Wu Jian was like a dull hunchback, not because he didn't like to talk, but because no one talked to him. Once he opened the chatter box, in fact, he had a lot of words and ideas, which sometimes made Song Yi sigh that there were so many words hidden in the heart of a dumb person...< /P>

The closer they are to the capital, the words between the two finally become less and less, but the estrangement between them is also less and less. Occasionally, Wu Jian will be extremely puzzled. Why did Song Yi think of so many powerful ideas, but he didn't expect...

Wu Jian couldn't think of the reason, and Song Yi couldn't explain it to him. The two finally arrived at the door of Xuanwu. Many fierce generals with knives, guns, swords and halberd carved around the huge and vivid dragon turtle relief guarded the south gate and detered the ghosts of the eight-way wandering ghosts.

"Is this the capital?" Wu Jian, who saw the capital for the first time in his life, had a shocking feeling.

Although Song Yi has been to the capital several times, he couldn't help but be shocked by this towering and majestic city. He smiled and replied, "This is the capital!"

After checking the road, the two finally entered the gate. Looking at the bustling and wide street, they sighed.

At this time, the gate looks strict, and a unique anxiety appears on the faces of the people coming, which seems to be a little different from the leisurely atmosphere on the streets of the south of the Yangtze River.

This is the capital, which is prosperous and solemn.