Although everything was under Song Qing's control, this person seemed to be very excited, and Nian still felt a little worried.

When Zangjiu and the other two came hurriedly, when he grabbed Song Qing's collar, Niannian also understood where these worries came from.

At this time, Song Qing and Niannian had already sat down in Tongtian Tower to rest. Song Qing obviously knew Niannian's identity in Tongtian Tower. Whether it was checking in a room or spreading news, it was not polite to arouse her. Niannian was too lazy to get angry and solved the problem efficiently as planned.

"What are you thinking? Self-destruction??"

Zang Jiu shook Song Qing, looking at the indifferent smile on the man's face, feeling powerless.

"What did I explode? It's not a bomb." Song Qing didn't care about Zangjiu and was still grabbing his collar, turning his head and carefully protecting the teacup in his hand.

"The palace guards and imperial guards, these are all connections you have spent a lot of effort to manage. You are all exposed at once? What are you doing? But what are you doing?"

Zangjiu let go of Songqing's collar in anger and pressed him into the chair.

"Anyway, I may not be here anymore. I just happened to use it this time." Song Qing shrugged and drank tea slowly.

"If I knew about it, you had revealed most of your wealth for such a little bit of trouble. What would you guess he say?" Zangjiu pulled over a chair and sat opposite Song Qing.

"That's over, I'm going to be called a fool." Song Qing ohed for a moment and continued to drink tea.

Nian Nian, who was passively a background board, suddenly remembered something.

"That... I seemed to forgot to say it, I actually had a message that I didn't say..."

The background board is talking, the volume of the background board is too low, and no one cares about the background board.

Lin Youtian and Ze Youyu, who had already consciously found a seat to sit down, coughing lightly, attracting attention for every Niannian.

"I want to say," I raised my voice every year and kept my heart straight, "I still had a message before!"

"Oh, then you tell me." Song Qing looked uninterested.

"It's still for you." Every year I looked at Song Qing.

"What? Where else do you want to mess with me?" Song Qing sighed.

"The national master said that if you are asked to go on a mission, you must bring a seal. You can use this few days to find a good stone and carve one for yourself."

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qing stood up "in" and stared at Nian Nian. The teacup he knocked down was smashed to the ground.

"..." Niannian suddenly wanted to continue to be a background board.

"The original words are 'You ask Song Qing to find a good stone these two days, choose a good font, carve a large seal for him, and let him carry it with him when he is on a mission. Remember to use it flexibly'."

"I! Why didn't you say it earlier?" Song Qing was surprised and happy. He took a step and pressed Niannian's shoulders. His facial features looked a little distorted, and his light brown eyes were extremely bright.

"...He didn't let me say it before." Niannian directly blamed Zangjiu.

"Your uncle Zangjiu!" Song Qing turned his head and cursed and laughed.

Zangjiu was still frowning and thinking. Song Qing had already walked to the desk in the house a few steps, picked up a piece of white paper, wrote down a bunch of names, and named it every year:

"Come on, transfer all the information about these people in Tongtian Tower to me, I want to read it."

After throwing his pen, Song Qing began to walk around the room, muttering something in her mouth, as if she was counting his remaining wealth.

Every year I looked at Zangjiu for no reason, then looked at the other two people, and found that no one wanted to answer her questions, so I had to carefully avoid Song Qing who was spinning around the house, took the list he wrote, and went out to check the information honestly.

"Don't you think..." As Niannian's figure disappeared, Zangjiu looked up at Song Qing, "Is this possibility terrible?"

"It's very scary, but it's also the most attractive opportunity. Even if there are swords and fires ahead, I'll give it a try." Song Qing said firmly.

"...Forget it, for me, for our guild, I have to wish you success." Zangjiu took out the wine gourd and fed it in big mouthfuls.

For Song Qing, who has been ups and downs within a day, this is indeed an opportunity that is difficult for him to give up.

Zangjiu even felt that the national master boldly allowed Song Qing to enjoy the emperor's real power, which was actually part of this tempting opportunity, and part of feeding Song Qing's desire for power.

But I have to say that even though I know that I have been deeply trapped in this quagmire of power, for Song Qing, it is nothing more than fulfilling his desire for benevolence.

This national teacher's ability to plot people's hearts is really a bit scary... Unexpectedly, this is still a full-scoring npc in psychology.

"Private printing!"

He had no idea about the hidden worries in Zangjiu's heart. Song Qing gently described these words with true feelings as if she was calling her lover's name.

Private printing.

The guarantee of the national teacher is like telling Song Qing: The name Song Qing has nothing to do with title or identity. These two words alone will have its own value and effect.

This is a guarantee that makes Song Qing extremely excited.

But sitting down and waiting for the promise to come true is definitely not Song Qing's style. He also needs to work hard and try his best to promote the effectiveness and fulfillment time of this guarantee.

"I remember, this girl has a good relationship with that Dragon Prisoner?" Song Qing suddenly stopped and looked at Zangjiu.

"Yes..." Zangjiu remembered the battle in Tianhuo Tower in Bagua City and said affirmatively, "The person who followed Niannian in the previous rumors was from the Dragon Village, and I think he should like this girl."

Qi Youfeng's attention and protection for Nian Nian is too obvious, and Zangjiu believes that his intuition is not wrong.

“This is more convenient.”

Song Qing smiled and welcomed Niannian who had just entered the door, and asked with concern: "Do you know what happened to the Prison Dragon Village recently?"

"What are you going to do?" Niannian stared at him vigilantly. This man would not plan to sell the Prison Dragon Village for an official hat, right?

"Don't worry, I just think they probably need some organizational guidance." Song Qing took the pile of information in Nian Nian's hand and pulled Nian Nian to sit at the desk. "I'll write a sentence, you copy it and send this message to the people in the Prisoner of Longzhai."

I felt relieved every year, sat together, tilted my head and looked at Song Qing while writing and revising. When I saw it halfway, she reminded me:

"The Prison Dragon Village has gone to Bashu, and the base camp has also been rebuilt there."

"Oh, these people are quite smart." Song Qing stroked those few words and said to herself, "If you want to make friends with smart people, you can't show off your favor..."

Niannian just wanted to clarify that this idea was not what the people in the prisoner of Longzhai thought by themselves, but immediately shut up after hearing the second half of the sentence.

Song Qing gritted her teeth and carefully picked up her pen to write a paragraph, which made her look sideways every year.

This Lord Song Qing has a lot of trump cards in his hand!

"Okay, let's follow this sample!"

Every year, I quickly came back to my senses and copied them word by word, intending to send them to Qi Youfeng, who happened to be online.

Since it is necessary for the people from the Dragon Prisoner to pick up the things, would Brother Feng come too?

Nian Nian raised her hand and touched the cloak on her body, and suddenly she was a little looking forward.
Chapter completed!