Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 5 Climb high
"All the patrol guards of Houli Street Patrol Armor Division are warriors without exception. If he wants to become a patrol guard, it is not enough to just master the Soul-Breaking Sword. He must continue to improve himself."

Song Changming lightly touched the blade of the long sword with his fingers, feeling its cool edge. He knew very well in his heart that he was just starting out in martial arts and it was still a long way to go before he could achieve anything.

On the panel, the progress bar for the next stage of the Soul-Breaking Sword reached a value of 500, which also proved that the difficulty was by no means comparable to the entry-level level.

In addition, Song Changming also took the time to practice the powerful Bull Demon Kung Fu copied on the second piece of parchment.

But basically nothing was gained.

He lacked a series of medicinal resources necessary for strengthening the body. He would not achieve any results by just following the movements in the diagram. In fact, it might even drain his body and leave him with the risk of overdraft.

Therefore, after Song Changming tried this set of powerful Bull Demon Kung Fu briefly, he temporarily gave it up and turned to focus on the Soul-Breaking Sword.

The days passed by.

Song Changming's daily life did not change after he started practicing martial arts.

There were no surprises or troubles, and everything was the same as before.

A small night watchman carrying a fire is no different from ordinary people in the huge Donglai County City. He is like a grain of sand on the seashore, inconspicuous and no one will pay attention to his existence.

As the end of the year approaches, the weather turns colder and gets even colder.

Almost every night a layer of white frost would freeze on the four high walls of the county town. Outside the city, there was no smoke or fire, and it was covered with ice and snow.

"Changming, do you want a warm basin?" The gray-haired Song's mother came out of the woodshed and looked at Song Changming who was practicing sword in the yard, and asked.

"No need, mother. I'm not cold. I'll send them all to your room." Song Changming said, putting away the knife.

The clothes he was wearing were not too thick and he was steaming all over.

Ever since he began practicing sword skills regularly and actively, his physique has become stronger, his blood and energy are more sufficient, and his ability to resist the cold is better than in previous years.

Now he really didn't feel that cold.

As he said this, he strode to the woodshed.

The so-called warm basin at home is actually the remaining stove fire from cooking, with at most some firewood added.

As for charcoal fire, only families with a little money could afford it.

He collected all the stove ashes that were still warm into a basin, covered it with a lid, and carried it to the inner room where Song's father was.

"Changming, the New Year is approaching. I have prepared some bacon, fine rice and two jars of wine. Come with me to visit your third sister tomorrow." In the inner room, Song's father saw Song Changming come in and suddenly spoke.

"Visiting the third sister?" Song Changming was stunned. Looking at the rice, meat and wine that had been placed next to the carrying pole in the corner of the room, he vaguely thought of something.

Why would one need to prepare so many things elaborately just to visit one's daughter?

You have to know that prices in the city have risen at the end of the year. Given their family's financial resources, it is quite difficult to prepare such a gift.

"Visiting Yu'er is one of the reasons, but more importantly, I want to thank Huai Ming. After all, without him, you wouldn't be able to work at the Patrol Armor Division.

Since Yu'er has married him, you must hold on to this relationship and maintain it well. In the future, you may even be able to become a patrol guard with the help of the Zhao family. By then, you will have really made it!"

Song's father stated the main purpose of this visit.

Song Changming knew Zhao Huaiming mentioned by his father. He worked as a patrol guard in the Houli Street Patrol Armory.

His father, Zhao Dezhi, the head of the Zhao family, was a patrol captain in the Patrol Armory and a well-known figure in Houli Street.

In order to get the job of night watchman, Song's father brought Song Changming to the Zhao family in a humble manner, but the head of the family rejected them outright without any mercy.

In fact, Zhao Dezhi was not satisfied with this marriage, and he did not want to become relatives with such a poor family as the Song family. However, he reluctantly agreed because his son was so determined to marry Song Yu.

But although Song Yu was Zhao Huaiming's first wife, she was not his legal wife but only a concubine.

Zhao Huaiming himself had no say in the position of legal wife, and Zhao Dezhi would never agree to let him marry him in a formal ceremony.

Of course, Song's father was quite satisfied that the third sister Song Yu could marry into the Zhao family and become a concubine of Zhao Dezhi's son. For them, it was still considered marrying up.

Song Changming was finally able to successfully become a night patrolman in the Patrol Division thanks to the help of his third sister Song Yu and his brother-in-law.

However, in Song Changming's opinion, his father's plan to get close to the Zhao family would most likely fail.

Brother-in-law Zhao Huaiming was easy to deal with, but the attitude of the head of the Zhao family was very clear. He didn't want to have any dealings with them at all. He was even cold and sarcastic to his third sister Song Yu who had married. He just couldn't resist his son's request.

In the eyes of the other party, it is a shame to have anything to do with the Song family of Baiyi Street, and they are unwilling to mention it to others on weekdays.

"Dad, I can figure out the patrol matter myself. I will deliver the gift, or ask my third sister to deliver it to my brother-in-law. Why do you have to make another trip?" Song Changming frowned and said.

"No, we are marrying up to the Zhao family, so we have to show enough sincerity. We can't be so casual." Song's father waved his hand, determined to leave.

Song Changming sighed and said no more.

On the second day, Song's father walked in front, and Song Changming went out with his load on his shoulder. In previous years, this day was usually the most appropriate for giving gifts.

Firecrackers have been set off in various places in the county town, and gongs and drums have been beaten to welcome the New Year in advance, creating a very lively and bustling atmosphere.

The Zhao family's house is located in a prime location on Houli Street. The large mansion with two courtyards looks quite spacious and grand.

Today, the Zhao family's house is crowded with people, and many people come to visit.

In addition to some relatives and friends of the Zhao family who came to visit, there were also many gang leaders and local merchants active in Houli Street, who also sent people to perform routine duties and give gifts to curry favor with them.

When Song's father approached Zhao's house, he was immediately stopped by the gatekeeper.

Song's father quickly explained his identity and purpose.

The servant looked up and down at Song's father's clothes, shook his head and said, "Today, the master wants to meet too many people, so I can't spare time. I will bring these gifts to the young master later. Then he disappeared, please go back."

Song's father wanted to say something, but the servants had already called other people away and ignored them.

"Dad, why don't we let our third sister lead us in?" Song Changming stepped forward and asked.

Before coming, he had thought that he would be unwelcome, so he asked Song's father not to come, so as to avoid being treated coldly and humiliated.

"Forget it, don't cause trouble for your third sister. Leave the gift there and we'll go back." Song's father hesitated for a moment, but finally gave up on seeing his daughter.

The Zhao family had never been happy about Song Yu marrying into the Zhao family. Helping Song Changming to join the Xunjia Division had already made things difficult for their daughter. So, let them not meet today.

Father Song hunched his back and turned away.

Song Changming shook his head, put down the gift, took a look at the bustling Zhao Mansion, and walked away.

After returning, Song's mother realized something when she saw the two of them coming back so quickly, but she didn't ask any more questions.

"Changming, there is some wine in the woodshed. Let's drink it." Song's father suddenly said.

It can be seen that Song's father was not in a very good mood after returning from this trip.

(End of this chapter)