"I have met the young master!"

After the girl came in, she respectfully blessed Du Yong, and smiled at the others, her voice was gentle and her manners were generous.

After Du Yong saw her, his first thought was amazing. Zhang Yi and others were even more stunned. Only Yang Jin frowned slightly and looked at her quietly, probably to investigate whether she could know martial arts.

Lingling is seventeen or eighteen years old, tall, fair skin, oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, pure and charming eyes. Although her figure is not as hot as Xie Caiyan, it is extremely well-proportioned and there is a faint fragrance floating on her body.

Du Zonglong really kept his word and said he wanted to find the beautiful ones, but he wanted to find the beautiful ones.

If this girl bought it, the price would definitely not be cheap.

There are cities in the east and south of the city. Du Yong has been there occasionally before, but he has never seen such a level.

Du Yong asked lightly: "Uncle Fourth asked you to come?"

Lingling is understanding and understands the profound meaning of Du Yong's words. She replied with a smile: "Go back to the young master, I am from Dongzhou. Everyone in my family died of military disasters. I was lonely and helpless. I was rescued by the Sha family and brought back to the capital. It has been four years now. Last night, Master Shaoqing went to Sha family to drink. Speaking of the lack of a maid in the young master's house, the master of the Sha family owes him the kindness of his family, so he asked me if I would come over to serve the young master."

The Sha family was a big merchant and had a reputation in the capital. The head of the family Sha Yimin did have a close personal relationship with Du Zonglong.

Du Yong smiled and said, "So, you came to me to repay the kindness of the Sha family?"

Lingling nodded: "Repaying kindness is part of it, and I heard that the young master is kind, and I will not suffer when I come here."

Du Yong laughed silently. He had a low-key reputation, but he was kind but had no way to start.

Lingling took the initiative to hand over the contract to sell her body.

Du Yong reached out to take it, and his fingers touched Lingling's palm. The warm, soft and tender feeling made people feel slightly swayed.

I secretly shook my mind and took a casual look at the contract for selling my body. It was a contract for death. This kind of contract cannot be redeemed.

In other words, as long as Du Yong does not take the initiative to release others, Lingling will have to follow her for the rest of her life.

Du Yong handed Yang Jin the contract to sell his body and asked Lingling: "Did it be what the Sha family asked for, or did you decide for yourself?"

Lingling replied playfully: "It was decided by me. Anyway, I will follow everyone, so it's better to follow a young man."

Yang Jin put away his body sale contract and said casually: "You can't endure hardship, but you may die. Since you have heard about the young master, you should know that he has been assassinated twice this year. Do you understand martial arts?"

After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see Lingling's background, so he simply asked a question directly.

Lingling is neither humble nor arrogant: "The Sha family has taught me some fists and light-hearted skills, and I have also experienced military disasters. I will never drag down the young master at a critical moment."

Yang Jin nodded slightly, feeling a little afraid. This girl is not an ordinary character, she is very smart and doesn't need a single nonsense.

Du Yong pointed to the stool next to him: "Sit down and have a meal! Don't call yourself a slave in the future, I don't like that set."

For example, Zhang Yi used to call himself a villain, but later he changed his name to a young man when he saw Du Yong disliked him. Although he was not very good, he was much better than a villain.

Zhang Yi was very clever and quickly went to get a pair of new bowls and chopsticks.

Lingling was a little frightened: "I... how dare Lingling sit at the same table with the young master!"

There are two tables for dinner at home, Du Yong and Yang Jin are one table, and the others are one table.

Du Yong said lightly: "If you let me sit, you will sit. You are recommended by the fourth uncle, which is not unusual."

Lingling sat obediently next to Du Yong, and Du Yong introduced her to the people at home.

Everyone greeted each other, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"After eating, go buy some gifts and help me deliver them to my fourth uncle's mansion." Du Yong ordered Zhang Yi.

"Young Master should thank the Fourth Master. If you hadn't been tired again today, you should have gone there in person." Zhang Yi smiled ambiguously.

"What do you mean?" Du Yong glared.

Zhang Yi had no expression of fear at all and started to cause trouble again: "Young master's external injuries are just right, and the internal injuries have not healed. It is inconvenient to take off clothes when going to bed or taking a shower. Isn't it just right for Miss Lingling to come here!"

Now everyone laughed ambiguously.

Lingling's pretty face turned slightly red, but she didn't say much.

Du Yongxin said that he didn't know what role Lingling is, and maybe he would fall into a big fuss if he was not careful.

Zhang Yi was behaved again: "Young master is indeed not suitable to go out recently, he should stay at home and have a good rest."

Du Yong sighed, "What are you resting? I will go to my uncle to get an errand in a few days. Even Zhao Dezhu knows how to be motivated. I can't be behind him."

"Young Master Zhao actually took the errand?" Zhang Yi was very surprised.

Yang Jin was also very curious, looking at Du Yong and waiting for the following text.

Du Yong explained: "It's just his three-legged cat, it's okay to start a bet. Just now, he actually told me to go to the Dali Temple Fire Group. Do you think he has a pitfall in his mind or is his ambition worthy?"

Zhang Yi muttered: "Of course, it's a commendable ambition. You are not as good as a three-legged cat now."

Du Yong raised his voice: "What did you say?"

Zhang Yi laughed: "I said that the young man is better than him, otherwise he would not have beaten him several times. If the young man is not injured, he will basically have no opponent among the young people in the capital."

Although this is a bit suspicious of being afraid of horses, it is also somewhat true.

Most of the young men in the capital are in the seal realm. Those who are more powerful are engraved with fifth level, and almost one level is engraved with one level. There is no major realm pressure in the exchange between them, but they are competing with moves and experience.

Du Yong used to engrave the three-fold seal, neither high nor low. Because he learned a lot of tricks from Yang Jin, he won more than he lost when competing with those young masters, and he was deliberately letting go of the game he lost.

The reason for letting go is because of identity issues. For example, once the Second Prince Pei Huo proposed to play a few tricks, Du Yong must not be ignorant of advancing and retreating.

Zhao Dezhu didn't need to let go of water. Although he had a four-fold seal, he had no skills in fighting. He just had to withstand the three axes at the beginning and then fight back casually.

Twenty-five years old is a watershed. Occasionally, there are a few extremely talented people who can break through to the climbing tower realm. That is a brand new level, so naturally I don’t want to compete with the young master in the seal realm.

Zhang Yi asked, "Honor, have you decided to go to which yamen to work as a servant?"

There is nothing to hide. Du Yong said truthfully: "Zhao Dezhu went to Dali Temple, and I also went to Dali Temple, but I don't want to be in the general war, so let's join the Feng Group."

Zhang Yi was slightly worried: "The Dali Temple Feng Group seems to be investigating the case, so it should be very dangerous, right?"

Du Yong said lightly: "Which yamen is not dangerous?"

It is not easy to be a businessman in the public sector, unless the backend is very tough, or you don’t want to be motivated at all.

Zhang Yi retorted: "Some yamen are safe, such as the Censorate, thank you for participating in the book."

Yang Jin smiled and said, "What do you know? Writing a compendium is easier to offend people. Although the censor is not active, the small characters below are good people who are angry and take the blame."

Zhang Yi looked emotional and said one thing was right.

Lingling did not participate in Du Yong's official discussions, giving people the impression of being well-behaved and obedient. However, Du Yong and Yang Jin dared not look down on her. After all, it was recommended by Du Zonglong.

Aunt He has confirmed that she is a spy from the second wife. If Lingling is also ill-behaved, then there will be some singing in this drama at home.

Du Yong deliberately poured a bowl of chicken soup for Lingling and smiled and said, "The chicken soup made by Aunt He is very delicious, you can drink more."

Lingling thanked Du Yong in a soft voice, took the spoon and started drinking slowly. After taking a few sips, her brow frowned slightly. Du Yong immediately felt a stream of true energy flowing around him, very weak, and fleeting, but very clear.

Du Yong had a conspiracy in his mind. Lingling's martial arts skills were definitely not simple. At least her true energy was very sensitive. She should have felt the ingredients in the chicken soup and said calmly: "How is it? It's delicious, right?"

Lingling raised her head and nodded softly: "It's really delicious."

Du Yong smiled and said, "Our kitchen is weak, so you should get closer to Aunt He in the future."

Lingling nodded and looked at Aunt He: "I hope Aunt He will give me more advice!"

Aunt He quickly gave in.

After dinner, Yang Jin arranged a residence for Lingling, so she lived in the attic in the backyard and Du Yong's room next to her, and took her to familiarize herself with the various places. Various advices were naturally essential, as she was her own person.

Secret room.

Yang Jin asked in a deep voice: "What do you think of the young master? I think she is not simple. How can an ordinary maid be so calm?"

Du Yong sighed: "Of course it's not simple. I guess he is a spy again. She has great martial arts skills."

Then I briefly explained the matter of drinking chicken soup.

After listening to it, Yang Jin's expression became even more serious: "I can't even try the chicken soup, but she can actually try it out. It's really not easy. The best thing is that she directly admits that she has martial arts skills and gives her very sufficient reasons, so that she can't find any flaws."

Du Yong asked, "How to deal with this?"

Yang Jin smiled and said, "Why have you become stupid? If she is really a spy sent by your fourth uncle, isn't this a good thing? It means that the fourth room is already actively entering the game. We just need to add a little fire and it will burn it. Keep your troops at her first and beware of her secret moves."

Du Yong thought about it, but he still had a headache: "Why did you arrange for her to live next door to me? My internal injuries have been cured and I can't reveal my feelings."

Yang Jin said, "After all, she was given to you by your fourth uncle, and it was the attitude of the person in the room. If she arranged for her to live in the front yard, it would mean that we don't trust her. It's hard for your fourth uncle to explain. Secondly, it's also an opportunity to motivate you. If you don't want to reveal the situation, please be careful and keep a vigilant at all times. This battle has not yet begun."

Du Yong nodded helplessly, with some regrets: "She is quite charming, not like a bad woman."

Yang Jin smiled and said, "You are thinking about sex, or you are following your facial features, will bad women write them on your face?"

Du Yong said angrily: "You are like a holy monk. Don't you often go to kilns? You also look for those madams who are old and charming."

Yang Jin was caught off guard and quickly raised his hand to surrender: "Okay, okay, as long as you don't fall into it, it's just acting anyway."

Du Yong talked about his errands: "The Dali Temple Feng Group is not very familiar with it. If you have anything to pay attention to, please let me know in advance."

Yang Jin spread his hands: "I'm not familiar with the specific situation, and I've never been a bad person. I think it's similar to other yamen. You just need to do your own things well, establish good relationships with your colleagues, and don't compete with your boss for credit, just make a living."
Chapter completed!