The Most Powerful Young Man

Six generations of the country have existed, and the ancient imperial capital is prosperous. Chaos came to the city without guarding it, and the land was barren after the war. The cold day falls with the tide, and the lone sail and the bird are lonely. Looking back on how many things happened.

Since ancient times, Jinling has been the prosperous capital, and it is still the capital of Jiangsu Province. There are also many colleges and universities in Jinling. Second to Kyoto and Haitian.

This is the place of the imperial capital chosen by many emperors in ancient times. It is because the geomantic omen here is very good, and the terrain is also in the center of China. But later, due to a major incident in modern times, the geomantic omen of Jinling was destroyed. The imperial capital of China chose to be in Kyoto instead of Jinling. As for whether this is the case, Xiao Yao is not sure.

All in all, Jinling is a big city, and it is also a city with great historical heritage.

Satsuki hopped around, curious about everything around him.

"Dad, what are we going to play here?" Xiaoyue asked Xiao Yao's hand tightly.

"Play whatever you want," Xiao Yao said with a smile.

Xiaoyue turned her face to look at Pink Butterfly again, and asked, "Mom, is this your first time in Jinling?",

Pink Butterfly thought for a while and nodded.

She really came to Jinling for the first time.

"Xiaoyue, this is all covered by me, you can do whatever you want!" Song Yilin said with a smile.

"Uncle Song likes to brag!" Xiaoyue shook her head vigorously, before she didn't believe Song Yilin's words.

Song Yilin could only be embarrassed.

It is mainly that Xiaoyue said nothing wrong. In his remarks, there is indeed a bragging taste. Although the Song family’s power is in the south of the Yangtze River, this is only for the ancient martial arts, aside from the ancient martial arts. There are really few people in Jinling who will give him face.

He is not the same as Zhou Lei, Qu Yang, and Fang Hai. Those three people are all second-generation, second-generation military, second-generation official, and second-generation rich. They all have a certain degree of influence and control in their respective territories. Strong, and Song Yilin in Jiangnan does not have such ability.

Otherwise, people in Jinling wouldn't have the courage to attack Ali.

In fact, Song Yilin had been holding a sigh of breath during this period of time.

After all, this time, it was Jinling who started with Ali. Although Song Yilin didn't say anything, he felt a little awkward in his heart, as if it was his own reason.

Seeing that Song Yilin suddenly stopped speaking, Xiaoyue thought it was her words that made Song Yilin sad. She quickly let go of Xiao Yao and Pink Butterfly's hands and walked to Song Yilin, stretched out her hand to pull his pants, and whispered. Said: "Uncle Song, I won't say you brag, don't be angry, okay?"

Song Yilin laughed, stretched out her hand to hug Xiaoyue, and walked forward: "Xiaoyue, Uncle Song is such a stingy person in your heart? I'm not angry, I just think of some unhappiness. I’ll take you to my house once the Jinling’s problem is resolved, okay?"

"Go to your house?" Xiaoyue was taken aback.

"Yeah! I promise, the people of the Song family will like you very much." Song Yilin said with a smile, "When the time comes, we will ask them for red envelopes, and whoever doesn't give it to me will help you mock him, but we have to say it first. Alright, we have to pay half of the money received from the red envelopes. Don’t you know, your Uncle Song has been very poor recently, and you are going to die of poverty.”

Xiao Yao scolded with a smile: "I said you kid can still be a bit prosperous, you can come up with this kind of money-gathering method."

Song Yilin shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Anyway, I only cheat my family."

Xiao Yao was even more speechless. It was really hard for him to imagine how Song Yilin could say such a shameless remark without blushing and not beating.

Comparing myself with Song Yilin, I was really a thousand miles away.

Song Yilin was far more familiar with Jinling than Xiao Yao.

It didn't take long for his cell phone to remember.

Song Yilin answered the phone, said a few words, then turned to look at Xiao Yao and said, "Brother Xiao, someone is going to invite us to dinner."

"Who?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

"A friend of my father." Song Yilin said with a smile, "People don't give me face, but your face, Brother Xiao, now you deserve the first name in Neijianghu, even Zhuge Burning. Your momentum is now suppressed by you."

Xiao Yao couldn't laugh or cry. He really didn't dare to continue with this. Anyway, he didn't have such confidence, but Song Yilin was not the first to say this. Zhou Lei had said this before when he was in Kyoto.

Fame is a thing, saying good is not good, saying bad is not bad, sometimes it will bring a lot of pressure to others, such as Xiao Yao, now there will be a lot of pressure, others say that the current Xiao Yao’s reputation Zhuge Fentian is about to be overwhelmed, but he knows better than anyone else. If he is allowed to deal with Zhuge Fentian now, it is estimated that he will only be killed by a spike.

Before long, a black Audi A6 drove in front of them.

The car door opened, and a bald man walked out of the car with a very burly figure.

To be honest, the look of the man in front of him was really fierce. After seeing this man, Xiaoyue subconsciously hid behind Pink Butterfly.

"Mr. Xiao, hello, hello! My name is Wang Guang!" As soon as the man came up, he shook hands with Xiao Yao.

"Hello." Xiao Yao was overwhelmed, and could only nod his head, his expression was a bit awkward. To be honest, it was the first time he met someone who was so enthusiastic when he first came up. Such enthusiasm is not just about the other person's face. The expression and tone of speech, but the other person's eyes looking at him, as if he had seen his idol.

"Uncle Wang is my father's friend and the number one master of the rivers and lakes in Jinling." Song Yilin said with a smile on the side.

Xiao Yao nodded.

Wang Guang blushed and stared at Song Yilin. He was not curious and said, "What nonsense! In front of Mr. Xiao, who can be worthy of the word'master'? Isn't this a face-slapped?"

Song Yilin laughed and said, "Uncle Wang is too Qiang, who can be better than you in Jinling as a whole?"

Speaking of this, Wang Guang also sighed: "Hey, it seems to be true, but this is not something to be proud of. This can only show that young people nowadays have less and less emphasis on Guwu. Look at my incompetent son. He didn’t learn his own boxing skills. He still had to learn some taekwondo. I was so angry that I directly discounted his legs and lay in the hospital for half a month. I waited for him later. If I dare to say such a thing, I must really scrap him."

Xiao Yao couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat when he heard this.

This man named Wang Guang is really tough! Be so cruel to my own children.

Well, it is estimated that at this point, he and Song Yilin have a lot of common languages.

However, Wang Guang's remarks still touched Xiao Yao's heart. In this society, many young people prefer taekwondo and karate, probably because foreign monks can recite sutras. On the other hand, it is difficult to get started with ancient martial arts. Many people want to learn ancient martial arts at a very young age. I started long-distance running and practiced standing stances. I didn't even mention it. It was very boring.

How many young people today can have such patience?

When Xiao Yao was five years old, he began to endorse.

Let's not say whether others can persist, even if they are willing, it is estimated that their parents cannot bear it.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it for now, let's find a place to have a meal! It just so happens that I also have a lot of problems, and I need to improve by one or two like Mr. Xiao."

"Uncle Wang is polite, just call me Xiao Yao, one mouthful of Mr. Xiao, it sounds a little awkward." Xiao Yao said with a wry smile.

He was only in his twenties, and he was called one by one by a man in his forties. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't hold it anymore. What's more, he is not a person who likes to put on airs!

"Haha! Good!" Wang Guang laughed when he heard Xiao Yao's words. "My Wang, I like this kind of refreshing person, Brother Xiao, Wang is a bit thicker this time."

"Brother Xiao?" Song Yilin quit now. "Uncle Wang, if you call that way, don't I have to be called Xiao Yao and Uncle Xiao in the future? Have you considered my mood!"

Wang Guang glanced at Song Yilin, and said with no anger: "I said you kid, you just don't know what to do. You can call Xiao Yao and uncle Xiao. That's all for you. Do you know how many people in Neijiang Lake want to be with Brother Xiao? Don’t you have this chance to catch a relationship? Hey, you really don’t know the blessing in the blessing!"

Song Yilin turned aside and ignored Wang Guang.

Anyway, if you want him to be called Xiao Yao, Uncle Xiao, it would be better to solve him directly. This is even more uncomfortable than killing him!

Xiao Yao also smiled and said, "Let’s talk about each other." Xiao Yao is not the kind of person who likes to be a junior. Besides, if you want to really sort out seniority, Xiao Yao's seniority can be a little bit. It's not low, and I don't want to think about who his Guwu master is. Now in China's entire ancient martial arts world, how many people can have a high level of generation?

Even Song Jiangshan might have to respectfully call him when he saw thunder.

There are exactly five people in a car.

Finally, Wang Guang took Xiao Yao and the others to the Xuanwu Hotel, which was a five-star hotel in Jinling. The entrance was Xuanwu Lake, which was also a place with a nice view.

Wang Guang had already set a box early. After entering the box, Wang Guang said: "Originally, some friends planned to come over, but I was afraid to disturb you, so I didn’t dare to call the shots without permission. They were all turned away. It is estimated that those old things are still cursing me in their hearts."

At the end Wang Guang laughed again.

"By the way, Brother Xiao, I heard Song Niliu say that you came to Jinling this time because your brother was punished?" Wang Guang asked, poking his head.

"Yeah." Xiao Yao nodded, his face sank when he said this.

Wang Guang slapped him on the table: "These people in Jinling are becoming less and less understanding of the rules. Damn, even our brothers dare to move. Brother Xiao, I don’t say much. How many, thirty or fifty people under my hand, I can pull it out for you now!"

Xiao Yao: "..."

This is really refreshing.