Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

Song Yinjian's lips curled up slightly, a meaningful arc appeared on his face, and he asked slowly, "Tianquan, how many people do you want to nominate?"

Ningguang's red lips uttered two words: "Two."

Song Yinjian responded decisively, "One, and the other is Hui Xin, Yue Haiting's secretary."

Ningguang maintained a calm expression on her face, but her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

What she actually wanted was one of the seven stars, and the other was to nominate Tianshu's daughter Huixin to be one of the seven stars.

In this way, no matter whether Huixin can become a Seven Star or not, he will get the support of Uncle Tian.

However, Song Yinjian saw through her intention in an instant and took the lead!

The situation changed suddenly.

Uncle Tian was naturally delighted. He said excitedly, "My little daughter Huixin will definitely live up to the expectations of Advisor Song and everyone else and fulfill her duties as the Seven Stars."

Keqing thought for a moment and said, "I have no objection, but if she is unable to shoulder this heavy responsibility, I will impeach her to the Emperor."

At this time, Ganyu, who was standing in the back, couldn't help but say, "Shouldn't the selection of the Seven Stars be recommended by the people of Liyue?"

After the words were spoken, the expressions of the four people present all looked a little strange.

Song Yinjian finally understood why his senior sister had become a seven-star secretary who did hard labor.

This is not just political stupidity, she is a complete political idiot.

As the Liyue Seven Stars system has developed to this day, the nomination system has long since become a formality. In the past, everyone exchanged interests and privately decided on the seven-star candidates, and the public nomination was just a formality.

However, the situation today is different from the past, and it was brought to the table for discussion.

Chapter 54 Civil Service Examination

Song Yinjian coughed lightly, then explained, "We are just expressing our personal opinions. Ultimately, we must let the people elect us."

Ningguang followed up, "Fairy Envoy Ganyu, please rest assured, we will never violate the rules set by the Emperor." Keqing and Tianshu also echoed.

Seeing this, Ganyu stopped worrying about this issue.

Then, Ningguang's expression became stern, and she said solemnly, "Another thing we want to discuss today is the civil service exam mentioned in the plan.

Everyone, who do you think should preside over Liyue's first civil service exam?

As soon as she finished speaking, Keqing immediately replied, "The purpose of the civil service exam is to select outstanding talents to promote reform. I think Consultant Song, who proposed the proposal, should preside over it."

After a brief moment of thought, Uncle Tian also expressed his opinion: "I also think that Consultant Song is indeed the best choice."

But what Keqing and Tianshu didn't expect was that Song Yinjian actually refused outright, "I'm just a consultant. The specific implementation will be handled by you, the Seven Stars. As for the selection of the right person, I believe Tianquan can do it well."

Keqing and Tianshu were very confused. They couldn't understand why he refused, as he could have taken the opportunity to cultivate some reliable confidants.

At this moment, a hint of admiration quietly flashed in the depths of Ningguang's bright eyes.

Politics is the art of exchanging interests and making compromises.

Song Yinjian had already gained enough benefits from the previous selection of the Seven Stars. If he were to take control of the examination and personnel power of civil servants, it would undoubtedly completely break the political balance between him and himself.

He made concessions both to maintain balance and to reassure himself.

Know how to advance and retreat, and know how to make choices.

No wonder the Emperor praised him so highly!

In just a few minutes, Ningguang quickly figured out the deeper meaning behind Song Yinjian's refusal to preside over the civil service exam.

But she never expected that Song Yinjian was simply too lazy to do it.

For him, sending people to the afterlife and gaining cultivation are the most important things. Otherwise, why would he go after his master and senior sister?

Afterwards, the four of them discussed specific civil service examination matters together and tried their best to ensure the fairness of the examination.

As for absolute fairness, it simply does not exist in this world, especially in a society like Liyue where human relationships are important.

.............

After the meeting, Song Yinjian walked out of Yujingtai and strolled leisurely on the bustling streets of Liyue Harbor.

Various familiar shouts rang in my ears from time to time.

For a moment, he felt like he had returned to his previous life.

But it was only a moment, and he had completely integrated into this fantasy world.

Not long after, Song Yinjian returned to his somewhat dilapidated shop.

He is now waiting for the compensation to come, and then he will move to a larger, brighter and spacious shop to accommodate his senior sister and master.

Just as he sat down at his counter, a haggard-looking middle-aged woman walked over.

She was thin and her face was haggard. The coarse cloth she was wearing had been washed so much that its original color had faded and now glowed pale.

As soon as the woman stood still, her lips trembled and she said in a hoarse, dry voice, "Boss Song, my husband... passed away."

As he spoke, endless sorrow spread like a flood in this small space.

Song Yinjian comforted her gently, "Ma'am, I hope you will be more understanding of your grief. The deceased is gone. If your husband knew about this, he would definitely not want to see you so sad."

When the woman heard this, a complex expression flashed across her dim eyes, and she finally sighed deeply, "He..."

After a long sigh, the woman began her story.

Her name is Luo Yue. She and her husband Xu Liang have known each other since childhood. Both of them were born in merchant families. When they got married, they were happy and proud.

But a few years ago, the sudden turmoil changed everything and the family business plummeted.

Her husband Xu Liang became discouraged and became addicted to gambling, making the already poor family even worse off.

Every time he lost, he would kneel down to apologize to Luo Yue and ask for forgiveness.

However, after each apology, he went back to gambling.

Yesterday, he once again lost control of his gambling addiction and lost all the family property.

Thinking of his miserable life and his wife and daughter who were dragged down by him, Xu Liang resolutely jumped off the bridge and ended his life in the icy river water, freeing himself and his wife and daughter.

After listening to her story, Song Yinjian sighed deeply. Even the hateful person has his pitiful side.

"Ms. Luo, I've accepted this deal," Song Yinjian said slowly, his eyes sincere. "Your family is in dire straits, so I won't charge you much. Please give me some as a token of your appreciation."

When Luo Yue heard this, a look of shame and guilt instantly appeared on her face.

She carefully reached deep into the pocket of her worn clothes, fumbled for a while, and took out a pure white dice with a faint luster.

"Boss Song, to be honest, I don't have any decent money. This is something my husband stole from the casino... I figured it might be worth something, so consider it a reward. I hope you don't mind."

She stammered, her voice almost as soft as a mosquito.

Song Yinjian took the dice, examined it carefully, and said after a moment, "It's a pity that this dice is made of nothing more than the teeth of a young Longxi. However, it can be of some use to me."

Luo Yue said gratefully, "Thank you so much."

Song Yinjian waved his hand gently, a gentle smile on his lips, "Ms. Luo, there's no need to thank me."

Afterwards, he pulled out his own donkey cart, packed up the funeral supplies, called Shen He, and under Luo Yue's guidance, walked towards the outskirts of the city.

At dusk, the group finally arrived at their destination - a dilapidated house in a remote area, with peeling mud on the walls and sparse thatch on the roof, which made the place look even more desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun.

As they approached, a skinny little girl with a pale face rushed out from the crooked door and ran straight towards Luo Yue. She hugged her calves tightly with both hands and burst into tears. Her childish voice was full of fear and grievance: "Mom, I'm so scared... Wuuwuwu..."

Seeing this, Luo Yue's eyes instantly turned red. She quickly squatted down, took her daughter into her arms, patted her back gently, and comforted her softly: "Momo, don't cry. Our Momo is the strongest child."

Song Yinjian looked at this scene, and his heart seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, making him feel suffocated and uncomfortable.

"Junior brother, help them."

Suddenly, Shen He's cold voice came from the side.

Chapter 55 The world shouldn’t be like this

Song Yinjian walked forward slowly, gently holding Shen He's soft and boneless jade hand, and said confidently with a slight smile on his lips, "Senior Sister, don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Shen He nodded slightly, turned his head and stared at the poor mother and daughter, a look of reminiscence flashing across his eyes.

At this time, the little girl who was curled up in Luo Yue's arms and crying gradually stopped crying. She blinked her watery eyes and looked at Song Yinjian and Shen He in front of her with curiosity.

Luo Yue wiped the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, stood up from the ground, turned around, and said with a look of embarrassment and apology on her face, "I'm sorry, both of you."

After saying that, he led Song Yinjian and Shen He into the house.

Stepping through the old, rotten, creaking door, the dim scene inside the house came into view.

In a corner of the room, on a mat, the body of a middle-aged man was lying quietly.

Due to long-term soaking, the body was swollen, and the wet water stains left a dark mark around the mat. The smell of decay and death filled the cramped space.

Seeing this, Song Yinjian sighed softly, turned around and went to the donkey cart, took out a few candles and a bag of rice.

He lit candles to illuminate the house, and gave the rice to Luo Yue, asking her to cook dinner.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yinjian entered working mode.

Clean the corpse, dress the deceased in shroud, and prepare the remains.

When everything was done, the night had already dyed the entire world like ink.

After a quick dinner, Song Yinjian put on a white robe and sat beside the deceased.

He looked solemn and dignified, with his hands clasped together, muttering to himself. The sutra of rebirth flowed slowly from his lips and teeth, like a gurgling stream or the long-lasting Buddhist chanting, circling and echoing in this small room.

Luo Yue's originally grief-stricken and frightened heart gradually found a trace of peace and comfort under the soothing sound of the scriptures.

In the dim light and shadow, she seemed to see her husband's figure slowly emerging, with a smile on his face, whispering "I'm sorry", and then the figure gradually faded, as if he had no worries and calmly went to the afterlife.

It was getting deeper into the night and everything was silent except for the long sound of chanting, which was like a silk thread, floating slowly in the thick night until it gradually disappeared into thin air.

Song Yinjian walked out of the house, exhaled, took out the dice that Luo Yue had given him during the day from his pocket, and looked at it carefully.

There is only one casino in Liyue that can afford to use such exquisite dice.

He sighed slightly. Before traveling through time, he always thought that Liyue was the most beautiful country in the world.

But as we get to know them better, we discover that there is endless darkness hidden beneath the prosperity.

While he was thinking, Shen He walked lightly to his side, raised his eyes and asked, "Junior brother, I don't understand why Luo Yue's experience is so tragic? She is obviously a very good and gentle person."

Upon hearing this, Song Yinjian replied calmly, "Because the world isn't beautiful. For many people, it's even cruel. They don't have the power to choose and can only passively accept it."

Upon hearing this, Shen He pursed her lips, lowered her head and remained silent for a long time, "This world shouldn't be like this..."

Song Yinjian smiled, "But it just happens to be like this.

All we can do is protect those we love and those who love us, and then, to the best of our ability, make the world a better place."

A glimmer flickered in Shen He's ice-blue eyes, and the cold and lonely aura surrounding him quietly dissipated a little.

"Junior brother, I want to protect you."

The tone was soft but firm, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, hitting Song Yinjian's heart.

The silvery moonlight cast down upon her, making her stunning face even more dreamy and graceful.

It was as if a light cloud covered the moon, or drifting clouds reflected snow. At this moment, Song Yinjian was completely lost, as if Shen He was the only one in the world.

But just when he was about to do something, the stupid donkey tied not far away suddenly raised its neck and brayed a few times, as if it had been bitten by insects.

That rough and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the quiet night, disrupting all the beautiful emotions.

Song Yinjian turned and walked up to the stupid donkey, saying quietly, "Planner, have you ever heard of donkey meat hot pot?"

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The next day.

After the body was cremated, Song Yinjian buried Xu Liang's ashes in the land he chose in Tianheng Mountain.

When saying goodbye to Luo Yue and her daughter, Song Yinjian gave her a letter of introduction and asked her to find Uncle Tian, ​​telling her that Uncle Tian would arrange a job for her as a civil servant.

Luo Yue held back her tears and thanked him profusely for his help.

Afterwards, he and Shen He returned to the immortal family for rituals.

After pulling the donkey cart back to the courtyard, Song Yinjian tidied himself up a bit and then rushed to the Qun Yu Pavilion alone.

If he had gone to see Ningguang in the past, he would have had to spend at least 10 million Mora, and whether he could see her would depend on Ningguang's mood.