Chapter 350 [A Visiting Card to the Song Clan] 4000 words, please give me a monthly ticket
"Brother Song, Brother Song."

Jian Wuxin's voice came from the side.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Song Lin turned his head blankly.

"Everyone has already left, how long are you going to stay there?" Jian Wuxin looked at Song Lin with a smile on his face.

The mighty army of Donglin Chen clan had gone far away, and only a small dot remained in the sky.

Song Lin withdrew his gaze and met Jian Wuxin's strange eyes.

"Well, are you hungry?"

Jian Wuxin shook his head: "I'm not hungry, are you hungry?"

Song Lin quickly shook his head: "I'm not hungry either."

"Oh." Jian Wuxin nodded and said casually: "Do you regret it?"

"Should I regret it?"

Song Lin was stunned for a moment.

"I think you should regret it." Jian Wuxin had a faint smile on his face: "Song Xiangyu is a first-class woman in the world in terms of appearance, temperament, manners, and qualifications. You have never been with her, how do you know she is not suitable?"

"Brother Jian, you have changed."

Song Lin turned around and strode forward.

"How have I changed? If it really doesn't work, then Chen Wanwan is at least worthy of you, right?" Jian Wuxin hurriedly caught up.

"You're talking too much." Song Lin said expressionlessly.

"Shouldn't I keep it secret?"

"Should you?"

"It seems... not right."

Jian Wuxin shrank his neck and admitted his mistake on the spot.

It is said that Song Lin has a flying knife skill that can kill the golden body of the immortal. His hand has already touched his belt. If he doesn't stop talking... the consequences are unpredictable!

Chen Xiaohua looked at the two of them from behind and couldn't help but smile.

"Swish, swish~~" The white eagle poked its head out from his arms and kept pecking at Chen Xiaohua's neck.

Subsequently.

The three of them found an inn in the city to stay temporarily.

Ate a little bit.

Song Lin returned to his room alone and thought about his next move.

"The Song family is the local boss of Dongyang Prefecture, and their status is higher than that of the government office. If we want to investigate them, we need an opportunity. Moreover, the Song family has many branches and a population of one million throughout Dongyang Prefecture. It is really a problem where to start the investigation."

"The secret order did not specify what they had done specifically."

He took out the secret order from Donglinxianya and studied it carefully.

[The Song family of Cangzhou has had close contacts with the King of Cangzhou in recent years, and has repeatedly violated the ban. Considering that they are the descendants of the ancient clan and the relatives of the wine fairy, the children of the clan have close contacts with the mountains. ]

【Please ask Jianya Xuanfeng to investigate this matter. 】

【If you disobey, ten thousand swords will pierce your heart.】

Song Lin set his eyes on the last line of words.

"If you disobey, your heart will be pierced by ten thousand swords."

This secret order is equivalent to an imperial sword.

Donglin Xianya asked him to come this time to collect solid evidence. If the Song clan did not do anything excessive, they would be punished lightly. If they really did something extremely treasonous, exterminating the entire clan would be the least of their punishment.

Just look at what King Cangzhou did in Sanjiang, creating those half-demons that were hated by both God and man. This time the Song clan might be in danger.

After a while.

Song Lin put away the secret order and took out a list that Tao Sanxiao gave him before leaving.

There were hundreds of names neatly written on it, all of which were Donglin Xianya's spies in Dongyang Prefecture. From street vendors to city gate guards, and even housekeepers who had served the Song family for hundreds of years, there was everything.

Donglinxianya's vigilance against the Song clan seemed to have started many years ago.

Watched for a while.

Song Lin's eyes fell on a name.

【Ren Ruyi】

This person is the manager of the Song clan's foreign affairs, not even a steward, so naturally he cannot get in touch with the core of the Nine Houses. But he is in charge of personnel and is responsible for connecting with people in the martial arts world.

He was in charge of all the people in the underworld who wanted to join the Song clan.

At the same time, he is also the transit station for the entire Song clan's information, which is very important.

After a while.

Song Lin walked to the counter of the inn and bought three pounds and three pieces of beef, two ounces of rice wine, and a red candle. Finally, he asked the waiter for a handful of chopped green onions, and deliberately told him to only want the white part of the green onion, not the green part.

"Sir, you..."

The waiter looked confused, but finally, facing Song Lin's financial offensive, he had no choice but to do as he was told.

Soon.

The things Song Lin wanted were delivered to his room one by one, but he didn't even touch a chopstick.

Until the hour of Xu.

"Knock knock" Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Song Lin got up and opened the window.

A figure rolled in and fell to his knees.

"I am Song Zi An Twenty-two, here to see the Immortal Envoy."

"Are you Ren Ruyi?"

Song Lin sat down again and looked at the figure who had been lowering his head.

"Your Majesty, you know my real name?" The man suddenly looked up, wearing black clothes and a mask. A pair of eyes hidden in the hood revealed a dangerous cold light.

"Give."

Song Lin took out the secret order and threw it away.

Ren Ruyi took it with both hands and looked at it carefully.

He immediately discovered a special sword-shaped mark on the secret order and was shocked.

"I didn't know you were the Sword Master, please forgive me."

Say it.

He actually took off all his disguises, revealing the image of an old man with a pockmarked face.

"Are you Ren Ruyi?"

Song Lin tapped the table with his fingers.

"My real name is Ren Ruyi. I am an outer sect disciple of Qimen Xuanfeng. I entered the sect sixty-five years ago. Later, I changed my name to Huang Ruyi. I have been lurking in the foreign affairs of the Song clan for thirty-eight years." Ren Ruyi said excitedly.

He originally thought that this was just a normal information report, but he never expected that a big shot had come.

"Well, thank you for your hard work over the years."

Song Lin nodded slowly.

"I can never repay the kindness of the Immortal Sect. I am only afraid that one day I will be able to return to the mountain gate and get a glimpse of the great road." Ren Ruyi's face was flushed. The moment he saw Song Lin, he seemed to see unprecedented hope.

Decade after decade.

He has been lurking for thirty-eight years and almost forgot that he is still a hidden chess piece.

Now I see the secret mark in my memory again.

He realized that his endless lurking for half his life was finally coming to an end!

"Tell me what you have discovered about the Song family over the years. What have they done to cause the wrath of the immortal sect?" Song Lin asked.

"Wait a moment, Immortal Envoy. I am not well prepared this time. I will be back soon."

After Ren Ruyi finished speaking, he turned around and left the inn again. His agility was rare in the world.

“This outer disciple is probably only one step away from entering the golden body, right? He has been able to lie in wait for so many years, and his character is indeed extraordinary.” Song Lin smiled slightly, gaining a little more confidence in what he was about to do.

After a while.

Ren Ruyi returned again and brought a pile of thick books.

"General, this is what the Song clan's secret agents have collected over the years. However, the Song clan is a bloodline after all, and outsiders like us cannot infiltrate the core. Although we know some things, we have no solid evidence."

"so much?"

Song Lin was a little surprised. After flipping through a few pages casually, his expression suddenly became serious.

Sit up straight and start looking through the pages one by one.

for a long time.

The oil lamp went out and then lit up again, and the sky was getting light.

Song Lin had only read less than one-tenth of the content.

Until a cock crows.

He finally raised his head and looked at Ren Ruyi who was standing beside him. "If everything is as you remember, the second, fifth, and eighth branches of the Song Clan can be executed as a whole."

"General, we are on the periphery of the Song family and cannot see them clearly. If they really have ambitions, these three houses may not be the only ones to blame." Ren Ruyi bowed slightly with a serious look.

"Ah."

Song Lin nodded slowly and closed his eyes to rest.

These hundreds of books record numerous bloody incidents and cases of plunder, which are only the most insignificant crimes of the Song clan.

these years.

The status of the Song clan was rising day by day, and the children of the clan became more and more arrogant. It was obvious that there was something wrong with the clan's style and family education.

of course.

If that were the case, these things would not be enough for Donglin Xianya to take action.

Their biggest problem is that they have close ties with the King of Cangzhou, and there seems to be a secret transfer of benefits between them.

This 'interest' is not only resources, but also 'people'.

The last time Song Lin participated in the Qingyun Competition in Dongyang Prefecture, he had a feeling that the talent here was dwindling. Except for the two legitimate sons of the Song and Feng families, there was no one else who could be outstanding.

According to the records in the news, except for the Ninth House, which was gradually declining, there had not been any outstanding people from the Song Clan who came to worship at Donglin Xianya for many years.

Where did they go?

for a long time.

Song Lin opened his eyes and asked, "Mr. Ren, what do you think is the reason for punishing the Song family?"

"I think we should start with the evidence of the Song clan's persecution of various sects in Dongyang Prefecture. Unfortunately, although we have had suspicions over the years, we have never been able to obtain evidence."

Ren Ruyi replied.

Donglin Xianya and Cangzhou King represent the Cangzhou government and Donglin Xiandao respectively.

Donglin Xianya has an unknown hostility towards King Cangzhou. Just based on what the Song family is doing now, it is enough for the immortal gate to make up its mind to eradicate this ten thousand year old family.

But after all, the two sides did not openly tear each other apart.

If you want to punish the Song clan, you can't just accuse them of having secret dealings with the King of Cangzhou.

"Then leave this matter to me."

Song Lin thought for a moment and said, "You go back first and report anything at any time. I will come to you in three days."

"Find me?"

Ren Ruyi was stunned for a moment.

"of course."

Song Lin smiled and said, "Aren't you responsible for receiving the people from the underworld? And I am now a person from the underworld."

"My subordinate understands."

Ren Ruyi showed a look of sudden realization.

The Sword Master wants to go deep into the enemy camp and collect first-hand evidence. But... I hope he won't be trapped in it for decades like him!

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Song Lin suddenly took out a letter.

"Please send someone, Mr. Ren, to help me deliver this visiting card to the ninth branch of the Song family."

"This is……"

Ren Ruyi took the letter and was a little surprised.

"It's my personal matter, and it's also a casual move. Maybe one day in the future, it will have a miraculous effect." Song Lin smiled slightly.

"Yes, I will arrange for someone to secretly send him to the Ninth Chamber right away."

Ren Ruyi left.

More than one hundred volumes of evidence of the Song clan’s crimes were left behind.

Song Lin flipped through it carefully, trying to find some clues.

While thinking about a question: Is Donglin Xianya's hostility towards King Cangzhou related to the catastrophe seven thousand years ago?

at the same time.

The ninth room of the Song family is in an exquisitely decorated boudoir.

Chen Wanwan was sleeping soundly beside Song Xiangyu, kicking the quilt and scratching the corner of her mouth from time to time. She lifted her underwear to cover her face and laughed foolishly.

Let the two jade bowls stand gracefully.

A bare hand suddenly appeared, pulled down the collar, and covered the beautiful scenery.

Song Xiangyu stared at Chen Wanwan's profile in a daze and had not slept all night.

The man she saw on the street today and the matter of the Song clan joining forces with King Cangzhou to infiltrate Sanjiang kept circulating in her mind.

About that.

When she returned to Dongyang Prefecture today, she had already reported the matter impartially. Whether the sect would let her continue the investigation or avoid suspicion... it all depended on the intention of the higher-ups.

She really hoped that she could supervise this matter personally, but she also didn't want to and was afraid to face it.

"I hope you are just unintentionally participating in this just to find me. Otherwise..." The girl bit her lip slightly, her eyes were ambiguous.

She has always acted fairly and with a sense of justice.

But the target this time is her family after all...

"If it were you, what would you do?"

This night.

Song Xiangyu thought for a long time, and finally felt sleepy and gradually fell into a dream.

in sleep.

It seemed that a vague figure kept emerging.

The blurry face that walked towards her step by step sometimes turned into Yang Qingyuan, and sometimes turned into the person she met during the day.

at last.

The figure walked up to her, opened his arms, and gently embraced her.

"Qingyuan~~"

"Qingyuan? My dear sister, you really have a lover!" A crisp voice sounded in my ears.

Song Xiangyu suddenly opened her eyes.

Chen Wanwan was propped up on the pillow, looking at herself with burning eyes.

"Tell me! You want to break off the engagement, are you doing it for this 'Qingyuan'? Hehehe, it must be him! Song Xiangyu, Song Xiangyu, you actually have a moment of being moved!"

"Late night!"

Song Xiangyu blushed and quickly covered Chen Wanwan's mouth.

"Hahaha~~ Qingyuan, Qingyuan, you're calling my name even in your dreams, and you're calling me so affectionately!"

"You...you shut up."

"I won't, I just won't! Hehehe~ It's itchy, don't scratch it, there's something wrong! Really, I can't... ah!"

"Chen Wanwan, if you dare to tell anyone about what happened today, I will die with you!"

The two girls were playing with each other on the bed, enjoying the spring scene.

After a moment, his face was flushed red, and he didn't know how much advantage the other party had taken of him.

Chen Wanwan finally gave in and begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I was wrong. Good sister, I won't dare to do it again next time. But..."

Her eyes rolled.

She leaned close to Song Xiangyu's ear mischievously and whispered, "You have to tell me his full name...Isn't that too much? Just tell me quietly, please, good sister!"

"He...his name is Yang Qingyuan. I met him in Sanjiang..."

Song Xiangyu's cheeks were flushed and she looked embarrassed.

But his eyes were shining with a strange light.

Chen Wanwan had never seen her like this before.

What kind of magic power does Yang Qingyuan have? The girl felt a little curious.

"Sister! Sister! Something bad has happened!"

"Open the door! Something terrible has happened!"

Song Yuzhu's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"what's up?"

The door creaked open.

Song Xiangyu immediately saw Song Yuzhu's panting figure.

"Song Lin sent a visiting card to the mansion. He, he wants to come to the house..."

"what!"

Song Xiangyu held onto the door frame and almost fell down.

Song Lin's visiting card...

"Visiting card? Now it's fun! Song Lin, Yang Qingyuan." Chen Wanwan lay at the end of the bed with a sly smile on her face. One of her white jade feet kept swinging, like a fox's tail.

(End of this chapter)