"The forty two chapters classic of Zhenglan Banner was stolen from Wu Sangui's wife's bed by me. How can I tell you?" In spite of this thought, song Qingshu replied solemnly: "emperor, when sorting out Lord Wei's relics, he didn't see Forty-two Chapters of scriptures. Could it be that he was killed soon after he arrived at Shanhaiguan, so he didn't have time to find the Scriptures?"

"What you said is reasonable," Kangxi nodded. "Wu Sangui is very crafty. Xiaobao couldn't find it for a while, and then he was killed. Ah ~" he sighed deeply.

"I beg your pardon, Emperor." Song Qingshu has a sense of confusion. If Kangxi knew that the murderer was me, how would he deal with himself

"If you can't find Wu Sangui's Zhenglan flag's forty two chapters classic, you must find it for me. Before you and Fu Kangan go to Xixia, you should go back to the capital to reply and take the opportunity to hand over the forty two chapters classic to me. Do you understand?" Kangxi said.

"Yes, I intend to leave today." Song Qingshu was worried about Xia Qingqing and didn't want to delay for a day.

"So fast?" Kangxi a Leng, "well, originally also intended to let you go to see Xiaobao's widow, to see if she has anything missing recently."

"Shuanger?" Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment and said, "I will visit you when I come back from Shengjing."

Kangxi nodded: "well, I'll send Zhang Kangnian, Zhao Qixian, and they'll take a team of imperial guards with you. If you have anything to do, you'll have an order."

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

"I can see desire and hesitation in your eyes. I don't know what makes you struggle like this." In the shadow behind the rockery came the voice of the old sunflower.

Song Qingshu glared at the old eunuch and said, "I see something in your eyes, too."

"What?" Sunflower ancestor a Leng, can't help but ask.

"Eye droppings." Song Qingshu laughs and goes away. When he turns around, his face changes: This Old God stick is in trouble.

Looking at the disappearance of song Qingshu's back, sunflower's grandfather was dumbfounded and fell back into the darkness.

"Mr. Song, you are really lucky. As soon as you come back, you will be appointed as the imperial envoy by the emperor." On the way to Shengjing, Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian looked at the empty space and came to song Qingshu.

"Thanks to the guidance of the two last time, this kindness is remembered by song." Although song Qingshu was anxious in his heart, he was kind to them.

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian repeatedly waved his hand: "Mr. Song is very serious. Our brother has been on duty for so long, and he is regarded by the boss as his own person. Apart from the former Lord Wei, only Mr. Song is. We take Mr. Song as our own person and naturally talk to him from the bottom of our heart. In the future, master song will be in charge of the stick office. In the palace, he will be under one person and above ten thousand people. Usually, he just needs to remember to take care of our brothers. "

Song Qingshu said with a dry smile: "Hey, you two are quite well-informed. Now the eight characters on the stick haven't been written. You are so clear. Well, I'm short of people at the gluing bar. Are you interested in joining me? "

They looked at each other and said happily, "can we really?"

"Although your martial arts, er... Are a little sloppy, you are good at dealing with people. You can do some administrative work in the future, and the stick is closer to the intelligence department. As long as you use it properly, you will even be more useful than some martial arts experts." Song Qingshu nodded with a smile.

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian were tactfully pointed out by him that their martial arts skills were not very good, and their expression could not help but feel embarrassed. However, although they did not understand the meaning of some words in his words, they also understood the general meaning. They were excited and said, "thank you for your promotion! Our brother also knows that his martial arts are not very good, but thanks to Zuyin, he became a former imperial bodyguard. Before, many managers didn't choose us into xuedizi. Although they didn't say it clearly, we know that he despised our low martial arts... "And his tone became dim.

Zhao Qixian also had the same feeling: "we ordinary children of eight banners, if we don't become martial arts, we will be a second-class bodyguard all our life. But which man doesn't want to do a career in his heart? Even when we go home for the new year, our parents have face. Thank you, Mr. Song, for giving us this opportunity. "

"As long as you follow me wholeheartedly, you will get more than you think. It's only estimated that you will not be able to persist at some time." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

Two people look a whole, serious said: "we this kind of person has no ability, if even insist on this thing also can't do, deserve to be despised dog slave all one's life."

"It's too early to say these words now. I'll see them on that day," Song Qingshu said, stopping them from expressing their loyalty. "You two know that. I need to get to Shengjing as soon as possible, but now the envoys are moving too slowly. What's your good idea?"

Zhang Kangnian was stunned and said, "it's easy to do. You can choose more than ten highly skilled bodyguards to drive along the road and let the troops continue to move at the original speed. On the one hand, it can solve the adult's troubles. On the other hand, when the emperor asks in the future, you can say that you use the troops to paralyze Shengjing, Then disguise yourself and go to Shengjing to inquire about the news first. Don't you have the best of both worlds? "

Song Qingshu looked at him unexpectedly: "I didn't see it. You are really a talent." Although Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian don't have good skills, they grew up in the imperial city and were born in a noble family. They know officialdom like the back of their hands. They have to give more play to their talents in this field in the future.

"Mr. Song, I'm flattered. I'm flattered." Zhang Kangnian said, rubbing his hands, his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, which was obviously very helpful.

"Well, let's not flatter each other. You are familiar with these bodyguards. You can choose ten bodyguards with strong skills, and then we will go on the road immediately. " Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"Chirp!" They ran happily to choose the bodyguard.

....

A group of light on the road, a double ride, from Shengjing closer and closer. One day, it rained suddenly, and the group rushed to a broken temple nearby to hide.

Not long after they settled down, a noisy sound of footsteps came from outside. It seemed that they had arrived at the gate of the temple, but they didn't come in for some reason. Song Qingshu had profound skills, and the whispers from outside soon spread to his ears.

"The horses outside the temple are obviously not owned by ordinary people in the Wulin. This broken temple is very likely to be hidden. We should be careful and stop in the small town in front of us." A rough voice began to ring.

"Elder martial brother, the darts we have pressed are not enough for the price of some horses. Do you think they will beat us? So heavy rain, don't drench Dabao and Erbao. If you want to go, you can go by yourself. I won't go anyway. " The woman's voice is delicate and simple, with a trace of fatigue, and her voice is short of breath. It is estimated that she is recovering from serious injury.

"What big treasure, two treasures, is not the sin of that man..." the man's voice suddenly smothers, the remaining words are obviously glared back by the woman.

"You clearly said that you would not mention the past, why still..." the woman's voice with a cry, the man quickly comforted.

Song Qingshu laughs at this. He thinks he is a father again. Before long, a man and a woman come in.

The man looks ordinary with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is obviously a rough man in the world, but the woman is different. He has a round oval face, dark eyes, and flushed cheeks. Sometimes he appears a weak pale color. Although she is dressed as a peasant woman, it is hard to hide her beautiful color.

In her arms, she was holding two young children who were still in their infancy. Most of her clothes were wet, but there were no water stains on the two babies. Song Qingshu admired her.

There was a thin whistle in her ear. The woman was plump and mellow. Her clothes were soaked in the rain, and her clothes were pasted on the meat as if they were translucent. Song Qingshu's bodyguards were not good people. Seeing such a beautiful scene, they were naturally excited. If song Qingshu was not worried about the presence of her, they might have gone and directly molested the little lady.

Hearing the constant whistling, the elder martial brother or her husband was furious. However, seeing song Qingshu, a group of people with fierce looks and abstinence swords in their waist, they hesitated for a moment, so they had to stare at each other, intentionally or unintentionally standing in front of their wives.

"Little lady, why don't you come here and bake the fire?"

"Yes, my brother is full of men. He's very angry. He'll soon dry his wet clothes."

"Yes, depending on the size of your child, I'm afraid you are weak now. If the wind and cold invade, I'm afraid you'll fall ill all your life. Take off your clothes, and we promise not to look."

When the words came out, the bodyguards burst into laughter.

"You The woman was ashamed and angry, and the man stood up with a knife and glared at the crowd.

"Oh, why do you want to fight?" As soon as the guards in the temple saw it, they stood up one after another and pulled out the knife from their waist. The temple was suddenly cold and shining.

Song Qingshu's brows are frowning. These soldiers and ruffians are used to fighting in the capital. They naturally converge at the foot of the emperor. When they get out of the capital, they naturally have a sense of natural superiority. They are a bit more daring than usual.

"You don't have to worry. I'm a group of rude people. I'm used to joking. Although my words are not pleasant, they don't really mean anything. You can rest assured." Song Qingshu said lightly.

As soon as the bodyguards listened to what master Song said, they did not dare to be too rude. They quickly put away their swords and sat down.

Then they saw song Qingshu in the corner. The woman saw him sitting there with a sword eyebrow and a star in her eyes. He was a great master, and she was in a trance: he was the same person at the beginning

"Thank you, sir." The man gave a salute and carefully helped his wife to one side to sit down. Before he could sit down, the two babies cried. The woman coaxed her for half a day, but it didn't work. She took her husband and whispered, "they're hungry. I'm afraid they have to take milk.".