Eternal Life: I'm Grinding Experience in the Patrol Division

Song Yu prepared some gifts early in the morning and came to Song's house with Zhao Huaiming, who happened to be sleeping, to congratulate his fourth brother on his further career advancement.

Song Changming also congratulated Song Yu on being pregnant.

The siblings have had an excellent relationship since the death of the eldest brother and the second brother.

They have taken care of each other since they were young, and there is no barrier between them.

It's rare for the family to get together for a meal today.

"I never expected that Chang Ming, who was so weak and timid when he was a child, would go to the County and City Public Security Bureau as the chief of patrol today." Song Yu smiled at his brother, filled with emotion.

Now a wife, she has long hair tied up in a bun. Although she is not very old, she has obviously matured a lot. The girlish aura that was a little out of place a few years ago has disappeared.

Both Song Changming and Song Yu have changed a lot in recent years.

"So once a person gets enlightened, everything will be different. The past is the past, the present is the present, and the future is the future." Song's father sipped his wine glass and laughed.

In the past few days, his smile has never faded.

In his opinion, Song Changming suddenly opened his spiritual orifice, and then he began to become extraordinary.

In the past, Song Changming avoided all troubles and did not get into any trouble, but now Song Changming is obviously much more aggressive, daring to fight, fighting hard, and striving for progress while maintaining stability.

As the people closest to Song Changming, they naturally saw these changes and felt very pleased at the same time.

Everyone enjoyed the meal, but Zhao Huaiming seemed to have something on his mind and drank too much wine, making him a little dizzy.

Song Changming saw this and went to the yard after dinner to find Zhao Huaiming who was sobering up.

"What's bothering my brother-in-law?"

Song Changming originally wanted to talk to Zhao Huaiming about something alone, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Chang Ming." Zhao Huaiming sat at the stone table, breathed out the alcohol, nodded and said, "I'll let you see that I'm really worried about something recently."

Song Changming didn't ask any questions, just listened quietly.

"I want to marry your sister again, but my father has blocked me in every possible way, and I can't figure it out."

Song Changming listened, his heart moved, and he roughly understood Zhao Huaiming's thoughts.

I have to say that this is indeed a quite bold decision.

In the past of the Great Han Dynasty, wives and concubines could never be confused. A wife was a wife and a concubine was a concubine.

A woman who has become a concubine seems to have been stamped with an identity that cannot be changed.

Once this status is exceeded, both the woman and her husband's family will be punished by government laws.

It is precisely because of the express provisions of the law that for a long time, the wives and concubines of the Great Han Dynasty have been clearly defined, and the establishment of status has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Even now that this law has been abolished, concubines are no longer a lifelong identity label for women, and concubines can be wives in name.

But the inherent ideas of the past are still there, and there are very few people who really dare to do so.

Zhao Huaiming is challenging the inherent thinking in people's minds.

Zhao Dezhi also took this past thought into account and thought that he would lose face, so he did not give room for negotiation at all.

Perhaps it was the mantra after drinking that Zhao Huaiming said a lot to Song Changming and complained a lot. He also seemed to have a lot of resentment towards his old father.

Some of the words spoken are contrary to the mainstream trend of loyalty, justice and filial piety in this era.

In other words, Song Changming is a more tolerant time traveler. Otherwise, if he told others about this, he might end up in trouble.

"I don't care what kind of wife or concubine, I only want one Yu'er in this life!" Zhao Huaiming patted the end of the stone table and said.

Song Changming noticed that behind the door, Song Yu was also listening to what Zhao Huaiming said, quite moved, laughing and crying at the same time.

He also quite recognized this brother-in-law. He had never neglected the third sister in these years, and had been putting off marrying another wife and concubines.

In the entire Zhao family, the only one he had a good impression of was this brother-in-law.

In fact, he had originally considered waiting for him to work as an errand at the headquarters and gain a certain amount of power, then he would like to completely resolve the lifelong issue of his third sister, Song Yu.

The idea is similar to that of Zhao Huaiming, to let the Zhao family regain its glory and marry the third sister as the main wife.

Even if the Zhao family doesn't accept it, he will be ready to use his power to force him when the time comes!

In the past, the Song family was in ruins, and he was still young and could not decide on the third sister's marriage.

Nowadays, the Song family is no longer the Song family it used to be, and he has the ability to support the third sister!

He didn't want to delay this matter any longer.

"To be honest, I originally had this idea. Since you agree, brother-in-law, I will go and talk to Chief Zhao." Song Changming said slowly.

Zhao Huaiming was stunned. Hearing what Song Changming said, he sobered up a little. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said seriously: "Changming, I'll leave this matter to you. It would be best if it can be done."

He thought that maybe Song Changming's current status could have a certain effect, and maybe it would really work.

So, after Zhao Huaiming sobered up, Song Changming followed him to Zhao's house that night.

In Zhao Dezhi's study.

The two met without a third person present.

Song Changming glanced at this antique study room. The four treasures of the study room on the table were complete, and a large number of books were neatly placed on the bookshelves.

Just a few long knives hanging on the wall slightly ruined the bookish atmosphere here.

Although the two families were related by marriage, this was the first time that Song Changming and Zhao Dezhi met in private without wearing official uniforms at the Zhao residence.

"I haven't congratulated Chief Song for being transferred to the General Director-General. I wonder why Chief Song came here tonight?" Zhao Dezhi first congratulated Song Changming with a complicated mood, and then asked.

To see him tonight, it was obvious that Song Changming was here for something, and there was no way he would be drinking and chatting with him.

Although they were related by marriage, his title to Song Changming still seemed distant and not close.

No matter whether he wanted to save face or was old-fashioned, he just couldn't do anything to flatter Song Changming.

"Then let me tell you straight. I hope that the head of the Zhao family can agree to reveal again that the matchmaker is marrying my third sister." Song Changming didn't want to beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Impossible!" Zhao Dezhi's face immediately fell and he refused.

"Did Huai Ming ask you to come? This is absolutely impossible!"

"No, this is what I thought too." Song Changming calmly watched Zhao Dezhi's anger and said slowly.

"This matter is not without precedent, and the law allows it, so why not?"

Zhao Dezhi had a cold face and snorted: "It just won't work in my Zhao family!"

"There are no absolutes in everything, it's just a matter of weighing the pros and cons." Song Changming continued calmly.

Looking at Song Changming's calm and composed appearance, Zhao Dezhi felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Doesn't the head of the Zhao family not want the Zhao family to take a step forward?" Song Changming said directly.

"For example, if I let my brother-in-law take my original position, I believe he is capable enough to do it, right?"

"." Zhao Dezhi was silent.

If the Zhao family had two patrol chiefs working in the Patrol Division, the family's influence would indeed be greater in the Houli Street area.

As Song Changming said, nothing is absolute.

If this was the benefit of marrying Song Yu again, it was indeed worth letting him go.

He also believed that Song Changming now had the ability to operate successfully and send Zhao Huaiming to the position of chief of patrol.

"In other words, the head of the Zhao family would rather the Zhao family decline than compromise?" Song Changming then continued.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Dezhi suddenly frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Since I can make my brother-in-law sit on the position of patrol chief, I can naturally make the Zhao family have no patrol chief." Song Changming slowly stood up and said.

His expression grew colder, with such inhuman indifference.

"If Master Zhao doesn't believe it, you can give it a try."

Zhao Dezhi said nothing.

Based on the relationship between Song Changming and Liang Chuanshan, it is really not just a matter of words to dismiss him.

Liang Chuanshan himself had no intention of reusing Zhao Dezhi, and he might actually sell Song Changming a favor.

When Song Changming walked out of the study, Zhao Dezhi finally saw him off with a smile until he was sent out of Zhao's house.

Looking back at the Zhao family plaque on the beam, Zhao Dezhi entered the room without saying anything and called Zhao Huaiming.

"I agree to what you said." Zhao Dezhi rubbed his forehead and said.

When Zhao Huaiming heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Thank you dad for making it happen!"

Although he didn't know what Song Changming said to Zhao Dezhi in the study, the result was that Zhao Dezhi compromised and let go of the stubbornness in his heart.

"After setting a good time and auspicious date, let's take care of this matter."

"Yes, father!"

Soon, the official transfer day came as scheduled.

Song Changming put on the new official uniform issued by the Internal Affairs Office of the General Department of Public Security, a dark green armor with gold edges and gold belts.

It is very different from the original patrol officer uniform of the Patrol Division, except that it is darker in color, has a few more gold edges and different patterns.

It is these small differences that allow the chief of patrol at the headquarters to recognize them at a glance without asking any questions.

He was fully dressed in clothes and armor, with a dragon-patterned sword on his back and an official sword hanging on his waist. He arrived at the headquarters early in the morning to complete the process of taking office.

Then he came to a side courtyard, which was regarded as the base of his patrol team in the headquarters.

The entire headquarters occupies a space that is at least larger than the size of three patrol divisions in the city!

There are many building structures such as the side courtyard, the school martial arts field, the main hall, the general secretary's prison, the court for questioning, various government offices, etc.

The patrol department in the city is like a castrated version built after the pattern of the general department.

With such a large territory, the number of official patrols inside naturally far exceeds that of the urban patrol department.

At present, the General Directorate has established a total of seventeen patrol teams, each with a number of patrols ranging from thirty to fifty.

The total number of patrols from the General Division has exceeded 500.

This is quite a force. You must know that basically every patrol here is a carefully selected martial arts talent. Their strength, qualifications, and character are all good.

Song Changming was commanding the newly expanded 17th patrol.

There are currently thirty patrols in the team, which just meets the number set by the General Department's patrol team.

When he opened the door, he saw thirty patrolmen sitting cross-legged and meditating in a relatively spacious open space.

There was no noise, no laziness and disorder, just solemn silence.

As if they were aware of Song Changming's approach, the thirty patrol guards opened their eyes one after another and set their sights on Song Changming.

"From today on, I will be your patrol chief." Song Changming said with a faint smile, scanning everyone.

Among this group of patrols, there were young people who were only a few years older than Song Changming, as well as middle-aged and even somewhat old-fashioned warriors who had not yet retired.

Generally speaking, relatively young patrolmen in their twenties and thirties account for the majority, and the total number of elders is only five or six.

Upon hearing this, the guards immediately stood up and bowed to salute.

"I've met the guard captain!"

The identity badge and official uniform on Song Changming's waist have already explained everything, so there is no need to say too much.

Song Changming noticed that the expressions of the elders remained unchanged, and they looked calm, as if they would absolutely obey the arrangements of their superiors.

The remaining young patrol guards, their eyes were not so peaceful, and they were all looking at Song Changming, such a young patrol chief, and they were quite aggressive.

They were all very skilled among the warriors of the same age. They were young and energetic, and were selected to work in the general office. Many of them were arrogant.

It was normal to feel dissatisfied with the young patrol chief in front of them who had never met before.

Song Changming saw what these people were thinking, walked up to the group of people, and said casually: "This is our first meeting. Now I will give you a chance."

The patrol guards listened quietly.

"The only chance to challenge me."

"If any of you defeat me, I will apply to the General Office to give the position of the patrol chief to the one who defeats me, how about that?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the patrol guards changed immediately.

Soon, someone was eager to move and said, "Are you serious, Chief Guard?"

"Of course, it just so happens that I also want to know the strength of my subordinates. If their strength is mediocre, or even worse than the patrol team I led in the Patrol Armor Division before, I will also ask the General Office to dismiss them from the team.

How about it, it's fair, right?" Song Changming chuckled.

For some things, he thought it would be best to do them at the beginning, first set the tone and rules of the team, and then the team would be easier to lead.

Soon, a patrol guard couldn't hold back.

"I'll do it." A young patrol guard who looked to be in his twenties and had tanned skin walked out first.

He was not small, and his height was the same as Song Changming, close to 1.9 meters.

He had short hair, which was considered unconventional in this era.

"Tell me your name."

"Captain of the Guard, my name is Liang Zhaolong."

"If you are ready, just attack directly." Song Changming said to him.

"Then I am sorry!" Liang Zhaolong's eyes condensed, his feet burst out with strength, and he quickly approached Song Changming with a step.

When he was close, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed.

Song Changming drew out the official sword from his waist at the same time, and stood in place to learn sword skills with him.

Liang Zhaolong's sword skills are indeed good, and he has made some progress. He has condensed a strong sword force.

This is a very impressive level among the patrol guards.

But for Song Changming, who already has a set of perfect sword skills, it is naturally easy to control.

This is not even a competition for him, but just a one-sided feeding move to force the opponent's extreme strength.

From beginning to end, he didn't even move a step, and he controlled him tightly with just his sword skills.

After dozens of swords, Liang Zhaolong was getting more and more frightened.

No matter how he attacked, Song Changming easily resolved it.

Like a breeze blowing over the hills, his attack was no pain to the young guard.

"How could it be so!"

His mentality changed from being difficult to accept at first to gradually becoming numb.

He was very good at sword fighting among his peers in the martial arts hall, but until he met the younger Song Changming, he realized that his martial arts talent, which he was proud of, was just like this.

"I lost." Liang Zhaolong stopped on his own initiative, and faced Song Changming, he was convinced of his defeat.

"Who else wants to try?" Song Changming looked at the other patrol guards with his official sword in his hand.