Flower Stealing Master

"That Zhenglanqi "Forty-two Chapters" was stolen from the bed of Wu Sangui's wife. How can I tell you." Although he thought so in his heart, Song Qingshu replied with a serious face: "The emperor, we will sort out Wei before. When Sir Alex Ferguson had his relic, he didn't see the forty-two chapters of the scriptures. Could it be that he had just arrived at Shanhaiguan and was murdered not long afterwards, so there was no time to find the scriptures?

"What you said is not unreasonable," Kangxi nodded, "Wu Sangui is old and cunning, Xiaobao estimated that he could not find it for a while, and then he was killed, hey~" After finishing speaking, he sighed deeply.

"The emperor, please be sorry." Song Qingshu has a sense of confusion. If Kangxi knew that the murderer was me, how would he deal with himself...

"Wu Sangui's "Forty-two Chapters" with the original blue flag, even if you can't find it. You must find the original white flag of Hongli for me. Before you and Fukangan go to Xixia, return to the capital first. , Take the opportunity to hand over the "Forty-two Chapters" to me, understand?" Kangxi said.

"According to the order, the minister intends to leave today." Song Qingshu was worried about Xia Qingqing and didn't want to delay for a day.

"So soon?" Kangxi was taken aback. "Alright, I originally planned to let you visit Xiaobao's widow to see if she has anything to do with her lately."

"Shuang'er?" Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment when the filial, white and flawless girl appeared in his mind, "The minister is back from Shengjing and will visit now."

Kangxi nodded: "Well, I will send Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian to take a team of imperial guards with you. If there is anything, I can instruct you."

"Thank you, the emperor." Song Qingshu withdrew from the imperial study room step by step. When he parted, he looked back at the plaque on the door deeply, and his thoughts were complicated.

"The old man can see and hesitate in your eyes, but I don't know what caused you to struggle like this." In the shadow behind the rockery, the voice of Sunflower Patriarch came again.

Song Qingshu glared at the old eunuch, and said angrily, "I also saw something in your eyes."

"What?" Sunflower ancestor was taken aback and couldn't help asking.

"Eye shit." Song Qingha smiled, and walked away. When he turned around, his face changed: This old **** stick, it's a bit troublesome.

Seeing Song Qingshu's disappearing back, Sunflower Patriarch laughed dumbly and returned to the darkness.

"Master Song, you really have good luck, and you will be appointed by the emperor to be the imperial minister as soon as you come back." On the way from the envoy team to Shengjing, Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian looked at the air and came to Song Qingshu with a smile.

"Thanks to the last time the two pointed out, Song Mou remembered this kindness in his heart." Although Song Qingshu was anxious in his heart, he still looked amiable towards the two of them.

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian waved his hands again and again: "Master Song is serious. Our brother has been on a errand for so long and was treated as his own by his boss. Except for the previous Lord Wei, only Master Song. We treat the adults as our own, so we naturally talk to Master Song. Well, Master Song will be in charge of the sticking area in the future. In the palace, he will be under one person, and above ten thousand people, as long as he remembers to take care of our brothers."

Song Qingshu laughed dryly: "Hey,? Hey, the two of you are quite well informed. Now that the sticky stick hasn't been written, you are so clear. Okay, my sticky stick is now short of people. Are you interested in joining?"

The two looked at each other and exclaimed: "Are we two really okay?"

"Although you have martial arts, uh... you are a bit careless, but you are doing well in the world, and you can do some administrative work in the future, and the sticking point is closer to the intelligence department. As long as you use it properly, you will even be more useful than some martial arts masters. Song Qingshu nodded with a smile.

Zhang Kangnian Zhao Qixian was euphemistically pointed out by him that martial arts was not good, and his expression was a bit awkward, but he listened to what he meant. Although some words did not understand, he probably understood the meaning. He couldn't help but excitedly said: "Thank you, Mr. Song for the promotion! Our brother I also know that my martial arts is not good. It was only thanks to Zu Yin that he became a royal guard. Before that, the general manager did not choose us to enter the blood drop. Although it is not clearly stated, we know that he dislikes our low martial arts..." said As he spoke, his tone became bleak.

Zhao Qixian also feels the same: "We are ordinary Baqiang brothers who are not able to become martial arts, and we have been a second-class guard for a lifetime. But which man does not want to do a career in his heart? Also save face, thank you Master Song for giving us this opportunity."

"As long as you follow me with all your heart, you will get more than you think, but it is estimated that at some point you will not be able to persist." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

The two looked straight, and said solemnly: "People like us have no abilities. If we can't even insist on this, we deserve to be despised dog minions all our lives."

"It's too early to say these things, let's watch it that day," Song Qingshu stopped the two of them from showing their loyal intentions, and said, "You two also know that I need to rush to Shengjing as soon as possible if I have important matters. Now that the envoys are moving too slowly, do you have any good ideas?"

Zhang Kangnian was taken aback and said with confidence: "This is easy to handle. The NPC can choose dozens of highly skilled guards and walk lightly on the road, so that the large group can continue to move at the original speed. On the one hand, it can solve the problems of the adults. Secondly, when the emperor asked in the future, the adults could say that they used a large force to paralyze the Shengjing area, and then disguised and went to the Shengjing city to inquire about the news. Wouldn't it have the best of both worlds?"

Song Qingshu glanced at him unexpectedly: "I didn't see it, you are really a talent." Although Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian didn't work well, they grew up in the imperial city and were born in a noble family. It can be said that they know everything well, and they will give more play to their talents in this area in the future.

"Master Song passed the prize, passed the prize." Zhang Kangnian said, rubbing his hands, his eyes narrowed with a smile, obviously very useful.

"Okay, okay, let's stop flattering each other. You are more familiar with these guards, you can choose ten capable guards, and then we will go on the road immediately." Song Qingshu scolded with a smile.

"Hey!" The two happily ran to pick a guard.

...

A group of people travelled lightly, riding one person and two, getting closer and closer to Shengjing. One day there was a sudden heavy rain, and the group hurried to a nearby ruined temple and hid.

Not long after settling down, there was a sudden noise of footsteps outside, as if two people had arrived at the entrance of the temple, but for some reason they didn't come in for a long time. Song Qingshu's skills were so strong that the whispers from outside quickly reached his ears.

"The steeds helping outside the temple are obviously not owned by ordinary martial arts people. This ruined temple is likely to hide dragons and crouching tigers. We should be cautious with our darts. Should we stop rushing and stop in the small town ahead?" The rough voice rang.

"Senior brother, our darts are not enough for the price of a few horses. Do you think they will play our darts? It's such a heavy rain, don't let the big treasure and the two treasures be damaged. You have to go by yourself, I Anyway, she didn't leave." The woman's voice was delicate and exhausted, and she was short of breath in her speech. It is estimated that she has just recovered from a serious injury.

"What a big treasure, two treasures, it's not that man's sin..." The man's voice suddenly choked, and the rest of the words were obviously stared back by the woman.

"You obviously said that you don't mention the past, why do you still..." The woman's voice was crying, and the man hurriedly consoled her.

Song Qingshu was amused by hearing it, and he was probably a dad. It didn't take long before a man and a woman walked in.

The man looks ordinary, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is obviously a rags, but the woman is different, with a round oval face, dark eyes, and red cheeks, but from time to time there is a weak pale color. Although dressed up as a peasant woman, it is hard to hide her beauty.

I saw her in her arms, holding two infants who were still in their wombs. Most of the clothes on her body were wet, but the two infants showed no signs of water stains, which made Song Qingshu admire her.

A frivolous whistle sounded in the ear. It turned out that the woman was full and round, and the clothes were soaked by rain. The clothes were attached to the flesh, as if translucent. Song Qingshu’s guards were not good people. Seeing such a beautiful scenery, I screamed with excitement. If it weren't for Song Qingshu's presence, I might have walked over and molested the little lady directly.

Hearing the endless whistle, the woman’s senior brother or her husband couldn’t help being furious, but seeing Song Qingshu’s group of people with sturdy expressions and a ring knife in their waist, he hesitated for a moment, and had to glaze at everyone, intentionally or unintentionally blocking his wife. In front of you.

"Little lady, I just want to come here to cook."

"Yes, my brother's side is all men, so angry, he will dry the wet clothes in a while."

"Yes, depending on your child's size, I am afraid that your body is weak now. If the wind and cold invade, I am afraid that you will end up with the root of the disease for the rest of your life. Take your clothes off. We promise not to watch."

As soon as this statement was made, the guards burst into laughter.

"You!" The woman was ashamed and angry, and the man beside her stood up with a knife, glaring at everyone.

"Oh, why, do you want to fight?" Ouchi's guards looked at them and stood up one after another, drew out the knives from their waists, and the temple suddenly shone with cold.

Song Qingshu's brows furrowed, these uncle soldiers used to habitually in the capital, and they naturally converged at the feet of the emperor. After leaving the capital, they naturally felt a sense of natural superiority, and they were bolder than usual.

"Don't worry, you two, my group of subordinates are vulgar people. They are used to making jokes on weekdays. Although they don't sound good, they won't really be malicious. The two can rest assured." Song Qingshu said lightly.

As soon as the guards heard Master Song's words, they naturally didn't dare to make too much trouble, and quickly put away their swords and sat down with a scornful expression.

The two of them saw Song Qingshu in the corner. The woman saw him with sword eyebrows and star eyes, sitting there Yuanzhu Yuezhi, a grandmaster, and her heart was in a trance: He was also such a character back then...

"Thank you, sir." The man bowed his wife and carefully helped his wife to aside and sat down. The two babies were crying, and the woman coaxed him for half a day without any effect. He pulled his husband and whispered: They are hungry. , I’m afraid I’m going to have milk.