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"What are you doing, you all go over and pour wine for Song Gongzi!" the old servant suddenly drank lightly at the four maids.

"Yes!"

The four maids responded in unison and hurriedly stepped forward.

And Song Yan had already picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat with a faint fragrance and sent it to his mouth, but at this moment, his movements suddenly froze, and he looked at the old servant and asked, "You don't poison the dish, do you?"

Hearing this, the old servant's face stiffened, and he faintly darkened, but he responded in a polite tone: "Song Gongzi, please rest assured to eat, it is absolutely not poisonous!"

"That's good. Song Yan smiled, put the meat piece in his mouth and chewed it, and then nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, yes, the skill of the chef in the county lord's mansion is really extraordinary, and the dishes are much better than the dishes made by the chef in my mansion." ”

Immediately, Song Yan looked at the old servant again: "Why don't you sit down together?"

"How dare the old slave. The old servant said lightly.

"Okay, since you don't want to, forget it!" Song Yan smiled, looked at the old man who didn't move his chopsticks, and couldn't help but say: "Old man, you can eat too, this is the first time to come to the county lord's mansion to eat." ”

Hearing this, Tian Lao couldn't cry or laugh a little, and secretly said in his heart, Ancestor, when has this happened, you still want to eat.

"Childe, please. ”

A maid brought the poured wine to Song Yan.

"Well, that's sweet. Song Yan praised, took the wine glass and drank it all, then stared at the maid and said, "What's your name?"

Hearing this, the maid blushed, and responded with some panic: "Hui Gongzi, the slave maid is called Qiuyun." ”

"Well, that's a good name, come on, fill it up for me again. Song Yan said with a smile.

Seeing this scene, the old servant's expression was a little strange.

Time passed slowly, Song Yan had already eaten most of the dishes on the table, and even drank three bottles of spirit wine, but the county lord of Qingping never appeared.

"Hey, when will your county lord come, I'm almost full!" Song Yan asked the old servant again.

"Song Gongzi is a little restless, the county lord will be here soon. The old servant said calmly.

After another quarter of an hour, Song Yan put down his chopsticks and touched his belly: "Hey, I'm so full!"

Just then, a voice sounded:

"The county lord has arrived. ”

"Welcome to the county lord!"

The old servant and the four maids hurriedly knelt on the ground, and then saw the lord of Qingping County leading the little county king Wu Siyang and the two maids to step over.

As soon as he saw Song Yan, Wu Siyang couldn't help but show a resentful expression, staring at him deadly, and the next moment, he let out a loud shout: "Song Yan, you are so bold, why don't you worship my aunt when you see me?"

Song Yan pouted: "The county lord of Qingping is not a dead man, what do I worship, if you really want me to worship, it's not impossible, and I can also give a few sticks of incense for free?"

"You are presumptuous!" Hearing this, Wu Siyang couldn't help but be furious.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, vulgar and unbearable!" Lord Qingping slowly spoke, looking at Song Yan with a bit of disgust and disdain in his eyes.

"Hey, hey. Song Yan smiled, and his face returned to a serious appearance: "Lord Qingping, everyone understands people, now that I have eaten the food and drunk the wine, you can just get down to business." ”

"Since you are an understanding person, then I will say it bluntly, as long as you do two things, I can not blame you for the past!" said the county lord of Qingping slowly.

"Tell me about it. Song Yan said with a relaxed expression.

"First, return the Muye County Mansion to Siyang, and then you will serve under him for five hundred years, and second, hand over the Qingjiao Sword to me, if you can do these two things, I will not blame the past!"

Hearing this, the corners of Song Yan's mouth slightly outlined a faint arc: "These two conditions don't sound difficult to do, but it's a pity, my bones are a little hard, and I don't have the habit of being a slave, so I'm sorry, I can't do these two conditions!"

Qingping's face suddenly turned cold: "You really don't agree?"

"!" Suddenly, Song Yan's face suddenly sank, and he pointed at the county lord of Qingping and scolded: "Are you deaf this stinky girl? Lao Tzu told you, if you don't agree, you still ask a fart!"

Seeing this scene, the old servant was dumbfounded, the maid was dumbfounded, the old man was dumbfounded, even Wu Siyang was dumbfounded, and then he felt very excited, because Song Yan insulted his aunt so much, he would definitely not escape death.

As for the county lord of Qingping himself, his face was covered with a layer of frost, and his voice was full of a murderous intent that could not be dissolved: "What are you talking about, dare to say it again!"

A playful smile appeared on Song Yan's face: "Ha, why don't you dare, I've seen many strange requests, but I haven't seen you take the initiative to scold, since you still want to listen to it again, then the master will reluctantly scold you again, stinky girls listen well, if you still want to listen to it again, the master will charge, the master said, is Nima deaf, if you don't agree, you don't agree, and ask a fart!"

"Auntie killed him, kill him!"

Wu Siyang shouted loudly.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the county lord of Qingping raised his hand and pointed out.

pointed out that there was a transparent sword qi that was piercing cold, turning into a bolt of lightning and heading straight for Song Yan's chest.

"Hey!"

Song Yan laughed strangely, and also raised his hand and pointed out.

"Poof!"

The finger strength and the sword qi collided together, and suddenly, an extreme cold broke out, and suddenly, Song Yan's entire arm condensed a layer of frost, and it also spread at an extremely fast speed, about to freeze his entire body.

"Boom!"

The immortal power in his body exploded violently, like the surging Yangtze River, which instantly dispersed the cold power, but at this moment, another force burst out and crashed into his body.

"Bang!"

Song Yan's body shook and took a few steps backwards before he could stabilize his body.

Seeing this, the county lord of Qingping was a little surprised, he didn't expect Song Yan to be able to block her blow, but then he seemed to think of something, stared at Song Yan and said, "You are a disciple of the Phoenix Vein?"

Hearing the word phoenix, the old servant's eyes shrank suddenly, but the others didn't know what the phoenix vein was.

"Guess!"

Song Yan straightened up and said with a smile, but there was a solemnity in his eyes.

The county lord of Qingping said again: "For the sake of you being a disciple of the Phoenix Vein, hand over the Qingjiao Sword and the mansion of the Muye County Palace, I can let you go!"

"Auntie, you can't, you can't let him go so easily!" Wu Siyang couldn't help but be anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly shouted.

But no one paid any attention to him.

Song Yan's voice sounded again: "Since you know that I am a disciple of the Phoenix Vein, you should know that the person of my Phoenix Vein is not the kind of person who compromises and seeks perfection, if I really promise you, I am no longer worthy of being a disciple of the Phoenix Vein!"

"Aren't you afraid of death?" said Lord Qingping sneered.

Song Yan shrugged: "I'm afraid, but I don't think you can kill me, besides, if I can't beat me, I can still escape, if I can't escape, I can still ask for help, the elders of my Phoenix Vein can't watch me being killed by you, a stinky woman, right?"

[Author's digression]: Second change