Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Over the years, I sometimes subconsciously say some words from my previous life, and unknowingly, they were learned by Victoria Song. This little girl is becoming more and more like a time traveler.

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The Xuanyi Guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a privileged organization that makes people shudder.

Although the three yamen of Xuanyiwei are connected to each other, they are relatively independent and each has its own government office.

The hereditary descendants of the Xuanyiwei like Song Xuan and Song Qian usually serve in the Xuanyiwei Patrol Inspection Office, but after being promoted to the second-class Xuanyiwei, they will have a chance to be reappointed.

Generally, specific positions will be reassigned based on the specific performance of the promotion tasks. Some people will be transferred to the Law Enforcement Department, and a very small number of people will be transferred to the Adjudication Department.

As soon as they stepped into the gate of the Xuanyiwei Inspection Office, Song Xuan and the others were led to the chief officer Zhao Dezhu.

"Uncle Zhao!"

Zhao Dezhu was sitting at his desk processing documents on the table. When he saw Song Xuan and his sister coming, he immediately put down his brush, smiled and nodded.

"I've received your performance records. The Law Enforcement Department gave them an excellent evaluation."

Hearing this, Song Xuan's heart tightened.

Oh shit, they’ve been targeted by the Law Enforcement Department. Are they really going to transfer them there?

As expected, Zhao Dezhu continued, "The Law Enforcement Department has received a transfer order, wanting to recruit you to serve there... I'd like to ask for your opinion. Do you want to go?"

Song Xuan shook his head, and Song Qian naturally agreed with her brother and shook her head as well.

"I knew you wouldn't want to, so I rejected it."

Song Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Uncle Zhao, if we directly reject the transfer order from the Law Enforcement Department, will they be dissatisfied?"

Zhao Dezhu laughed heartily and said, "So what if he's dissatisfied? Does that Li guy dare to turn against me just for two second-class Xuanyi Guards?

Working in the Law Enforcement Department, one is bound to fight with martial arts masters, and the death rate is not low.

Given my relationship with your father, I naturally can't send you there to risk your lives."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to Song Xuan, touching his arm. "I heard that you punched a bandit through the chest?"

Song Xuan nodded embarrassedly, "This is my first time killing someone, and I'm not very proficient in controlling my internal energy. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Dezhu said indifferently: "When it comes to killing people, you will gradually gain experience after killing more people. When dealing with ordinary thieves like this in the future, try not to waste your internal energy carelessly."

Song Xuan nodded in agreement.

Walking to the desk, Zhao Dezhu handed two tokens of the second-class Xuanyi Guard to the two men and said, "Before, as third-class Xuanyi Guards, you mainly spent your days wandering around the imperial capital.

But now it’s different. You have become a second-class Xuanyi Guard and are working in the Inspection Office. From now on, you will be responsible for the investigation and handling of specific cases.

You have just passed the assessment, so you should be given a few days off to rest.

But a case has just been handed over to me, and I don't have the right people to handle it, so I'll leave it to you brothers and sisters."

As he spoke, Zhao Dezhu took out a letter from the drawer of the desk and handed it to Song Xuan.

Song Xuan opened the memorial and quickly glanced through it, frowning and saying, "Uncle Zhao, usually cases like this are handled by local authorities. When did our Xuanyi Guards have to get involved in even adultery cases?"

Zhao Dezhu said helplessly: "Under normal circumstances, cases involving ordinary people like this are not under the jurisdiction of our Xuanyi Guards.

But this case is a bit special. After investigating, the local detectives believed that this matter might involve people from the underworld, so they reported it to our Xuanyiwei.

This incident is said to have caused very negative public opinion in the local area. Our patrol inspection department is responsible for investigating the case, so this case fell to our government office."

Song Xuan put away the letter and asked, "Uncle Zhao, can I bring some people with me?"

"The second-class Xuanyi Guards all have their own tasks to do, but you can pick a few of the third-class Xuanyi Guards who are just idling around in our Inspection Office and take them with you.

Remember, when you go there, you just need to find out the whole story.

If this case is truly connected to someone in the underworld, once you've figured out who it is, then don't get involved anymore. Just report it to me. The killers from the Law Enforcement Department will take action later.

When it comes to fighting with people in the underworld, they are the professionals!"

"Understood!"

After Song Xuan and Song Qian saluted Zhao Dezhu, they prepared to leave.

But as he walked out the door, he turned around and asked another question.

"Uncle Zhao, if we encounter a threatening person outside..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Dezhu's clear voice rang out.

"Kill those who need to be killed. We, the Xuanyi Guards, don't have so many concerns!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it if there's any problem!"

Chapter 7 Song Xuan's Marriage

Walking out of the yamen, Victoria Song couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle Zhao really didn't pick a wrong name. He's really reliable!"

"really!"

With Zhao Dezhu's promise, Song Xuan felt a lot more relaxed. Anyone would feel more comfortable having such a chief officer who was willing to take responsibility for his subordinates.

When I got home, it was already dark.

Dad Song Yuanshan returned home early, which was rare. He had received a notice that his two children had passed the second-class Xuanyiwei assessment. He was in a good mood and bought a jar of wine on the way.

Her mother, Song Lin, had prepared a table of food and wine. Song Qian smelled the fragrance before she even entered the door, and she was about to go to the table with a smile on her face.

Song Lin patted her hands and said, "You're already a grown-up girl, but you're still so impulsive. Go wash your hands!"

"Okay~~"

Song Qian hummed a song and went to the yard to wash her hands. While washing, she joked to her father who was standing in the yard doing boxing: "Dad, are you doing old age fitness exercises?"

Fitness exercises for seniors?

Song Yuanshan's forehead was full of black lines, and he subconsciously reached for his waist to touch the Seven Wolves belt given by his son.

But after searching around for a while and not finding it, I remembered that I was wearing loose home clothes at home today and didn't need a belt.

"Stop imitating your brother's nonsense all the time. He's a man and it doesn't matter to him. But if you're a girl acting crazy all the time, who would dare to marry you in the future?"

Song Qian said nonchalantly, "This heroine has high standards. I can't marry anyone who wants to."

Song Yuanshan snorted twice, probably thinking that his daughter was grown up and it was inappropriate to hit her anymore. He immediately threw his sleeves and said, "Come in and eat!"

"Did you make our father angry again?"

At the dinner table, Song Xuan teased his sister.

Victoria Song stuck out her tongue at him, picked up the wine pot and poured wine into her father's glass. "I was just joking with Dad. Our father is a prime minister with a big heart. How could he be angry with a little girl like me?"

After being flattered like this, Song Yuanshan's face immediately brightened up, and he said with a smile, "Girl, pour a glass for your brother too."

Song Qian curled her lips. Old Song is just partial. I am always the one pouring the wine, but I never get a chance to drink.

Of course, she only dared to mutter a few words in her heart, and she really didn't dare to say such complaints in front of her father.

Dad’s seven wolves were never meant to be used as decorations.

"Come on, Boss, let's have a clash!"

Song Yuanshan held up the wine glass, clinked glasses with Song Xuan, drank it all in one gulp, and then started talking.

"Boss, you are the eldest brother, so you should take care of your younger sister more in the future, okay?"

"Well, don't worry, Dad!" Song Xuan nodded quickly.

"I also heard about your assessment today. It was said to be quite bloody?"

Song Xuan nodded.

"It's better to be a little bloody!" Song Yuanshan clapped his hands and laughed, "In our line of work, sooner or later our hands will be stained with blood. There will be many more bloody things in the future, and we will gradually get used to it."

Song Xuan continued to nod. He knew that these were just preludes and the topic his father really wanted to talk about was still to come.

"When I was your age..."

Song Xuan's heart moved, knowing that the main topic was about to begin.

Song Yuanshan looked reminiscent, "When I was your age, I killed at least dozens of bandits, thugs, and scum of the martial arts world.

Of course, our family is a hereditary member of the Xuanyi Guard, and this is what we do. There is nothing to brag about.

What your father is truly proud of is that I married your mother before I was twenty. Calculating the time, I was twenty, the year you were born."

Song Xuan turned his face away speechlessly, and happened to see Song Qian smiling and winking at him.

"Well, for a man, success and fame are not considered a skill; having many children and grandchildren is the real skill. Boss, Dad knows you have a knot in your heart, so I have never mentioned marriage to you.

But you are indeed not young anymore, and it is not easy for our Song family to be passed down to you. There are some things that you should consider."

Song Xuan rubbed his forehead. It was difficult for him to refute the idea that men should get married when they are old enough and women should get married when they are old enough. He winked at Song Qian, signaling her to come out and save the situation.

Song Qian understood and poured another glass of wine for Song Yuanshan.

"Dad, you're too impatient. My brother and I have just been promoted to the second-class Xuanyi Guards and haven't even secured our positions yet. Can't you wait a few more days?"

"Besides, Uncle Zhao just gave us a case out of town. This case is quite urgent. We have to leave early tomorrow morning. After we are done with this period of time, we can discuss my brother's marriage. How about that?"

When she said this, Song Yuanshan hesitated for a moment, "Well, you guys can handle the case, and your mother and I can consult a matchmaker first.

Your mother and I both like Qingshuang, the second daughter of the Lu family. If you have no objection, we can settle this matter first.

After all, you and the eldest daughter of the Lu family were about to get engaged back then..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Xuan's face became a little strange. He immediately put down his chopsticks and stood up and said, "Dad, Mom, you guys eat first. I'll go back to my room after I'm done!"

Having said that, he turned around and walked away without caring whether Song Yuanshan looked good or not.

"This kid!"

Song Yuanshan's cheeks trembled with anger. "You've become so arrogant that you won't listen to me!"

His mother, Song Lin, pulled his arm and complained, "Didn't I tell you to just talk about the engagement? Why are you bringing up that eldest girl from the Lu family again?"

Song Yuanshan opened his mouth, slapped his forehead, and looked annoyed. "I drank a little, got carried away, and lost control of my mouth. It's been five years, and why hasn't this kid gotten over that hurdle in his heart?"

He sighed, sat down and continued drinking, "Forget it, let him be. He's not a child anymore. Can I control him for a while or for the rest of his life?"

The meal ended in a bad mood.

After turning off the lights, Victoria Song quietly came to the door of Song Xuan's room in the dark and called out in a low voice: "Brother, open the door, I have something to talk to you about."

In the room, Song Xuan was sitting cross-legged and practicing the Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu. In the night, the Pure Yang internal force was like golden light constantly wandering in his internal organs.

There was even a faint golden fluorescence emanating from his body, making him look like a golden statue.

Hearing Song Qian's voice, Song Xuan slowly stopped practicing and responded lightly.

"Go to sleep. We can talk about it on the way tomorrow!"

Song Qian said "oh" and tiptoed back to her room.

In the yard, Song Yuanshan and his wife watched this scene secretly, and then returned to the house cautiously.

After closing the door, Song Yuanshan sighed helplessly, "In the past few years, this guy has been going to brothels with Lu Xiaoliu a lot, and I thought he had let it go.

I didn’t expect that...how could my Song family produce such a romantic guy like him!

I just don't believe it. There are so many good girls in the world. If Lu Qingxue leaves without saying goodbye, does that mean my sons from the Song family will never get married? "

Chapter 8 Close the door and let Victoria Song go!

The next day, just after dawn, Victoria Song came to Song Xuan's door and started digging.

After opening the door, Song Xuan stretched out his index finger with an unhappy look on his face and flicked his sister's forehead.

"Song Erni, why are you so energetic every day?"

Victoria Song covered her forehead and grinned, "I have to go on a business trip today. I'm so excited that I can't sleep when I think about going on a business trip."

Song Xuan looked her up and down. The girl was wearing the standard black robe of the Xuanyiwei today. She looked less graceful and more heroic. With the long sword at her waist, she really looked like one.

"Wait a moment!"

Song Xuan entered the room, packed up his bottles and jars and stuffed them into his arms, then picked up the long sword on the bedside table and winked at Song Qian.

"set off!"