Flower Stealing Master Chapter 106: 2 secret departments
Chapter 106 Two Secret Departments
"Qingqing?" Hearing the word Qingqing, and then related to the meaning of this word, Song Qingshu didn't understand who the person who played the flute was, so he changed direction and walked towards the lake.
Sure enough, it didn’t take long for Song Qingshu to see Xia Qingqing leaning against a big tree, leaning against a big tree, her long skirt blowing to the ground, her clothes fluttering in the wind, a small white flower stuck in her sideburn, and her eyebrows were congealed. Contains endless sorrow.
"Women want to be pretty and filial." Xia Qingqing in white is like a fairy in the dust. I don't know if it is the rising sun or her cheeks are flushed, but half of her pretty face is really beautiful.
"Mrs. Yuan." With outsiders present, Song Qingshu could not help ruining his reputation. He dared not make too much trouble, and shouted from a distance.
Hearing his voice, Xia Qingqing turned her head in surprise, waiting to see the beautiful girl behind Song Qingshu, her face changed a little, but she quickly covered up the past: "I finally waited for you."
Li Yuanzhi looked at the charming young woman on the opposite side, then looked back at Song Qingshu, with a strange expression, thinking in her heart: "This young woman is dressed in filial piety. Listening to the meaning of her flute and music just now, she should miss her just passing away. Husband. But the expression and tone of the two of them just now, they clearly... have such a leg."
Song Qingshu didn't know that Li Yuanzhi had regarded him as an adulterer and adulteress. He looked at Xia Qingqing and asked: "Mrs. Yuan, did you stop the Xinshu couple?"
Xia Qingqing shook his head: "I worked day and night, and finally found them before they started. I finally delayed them for a few days, but yesterday they didn’t know why, they suddenly decided to enter the palace to assassinate Kangxi again. My martial arts are not as good as theirs. , I can’t stop it even if I want to stop it. Thinking that you are almost here in the past few days, I decided to stay here and wait for you to see if you can save them."
Song Qingshu hated Gui Xin Shu and his wife in the original work very tightly. They were extremely narrow-minded, and were most able to protect their shortcomings. Later, Wu Liuqi was killed in The Deer and Ding Ji. Song Qingshu was really lazy to save the two people, but now Xia Qingqing softly speaks. Please, Song Qingshu felt soft for a while and asked: "When did they enter the palace yesterday?"
"Last night, they seemed to kidnap your Ferguson friend and force him to take a family of three into the palace." Xia Qingqing replied, "I am worried that Wei Xiaobao will see his appearance clearly after showing up, and it will hurt you afterwards. , It has been hidden in the dark."
"Wei Xiaobao is a clever man, and he must take them in circles in the palace. It should be too late. Let's enter the palace together and see if we can stop them in advance." Song Qingshu thought in his heart. According to the plot of the original story, Xin Shu's family of three was killed. Wei Xiaobao was still counting money for him after he sold it.
I know that Xia Qingqing hesitated: "Take me into the palace, aren't you afraid of being hit by the East?"
Song Qingshu smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, the war is just around the corner. The Undefeated East must be retreating and regenerating. Before the night of the full moon, I will slowly adjust my state to the peak. How can I take care of these trivial matters?"
Xia Qingqing nodded lightly, and suddenly turned back to Chapter 106 The Two Secret Departments
Let’s stare at Li Yuanzhi: "Then what should she do?" The two of them mentioned the assassination of the emperor. Li Yuanzhi was frightened when he heard it. He thought that Song Qingshu was the guard of the insider. When the anti-thief was going back and forth, seeing the two looking back at him, Li Yuanzhi smiled awkwardly: "Go ahead and leave me alone." Seeing this weird girl was scared enough to be scared, Song Qingshu was full of laughter, "How can that work? Hearing our conspiracy, you are the official lady again, how could I let you go..."
Li Yuanzhi stepped back and explained in a panic: "Big Brother Song, everyone is so familiar, don't be kidding, I promise to be tight-lipped about today's affairs... Don't come here, are you the Heaven and Earth Club or the Red Flower Club? , I know a few heads of the Red Flower Club very well, and I also know the people of the World Club... Oh, don’t kill me."
Song Qingshu seemed to smile but not smile: "You are an official lady who is entangled with these anti-Qing and Ming organizations, are you not afraid that I will report you?"
"Aren't you..." Li Yuanzhi muttered.
"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you, I just need you to enter the palace with us. I promised your father to take you to the capital. I dare not let you be alone in the capital. If you are watched by a dude disciple Get back to the mansion to be a concubine, your father can't find me desperately." Song Qingshu said.
Li Yuanzhi was smug in his heart: Hmph, a man is so cheating, this lady will pass by pretending to be pitiful...
"Mrs. Yuan, are the guards ready?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Ready." Xia Qingqing took Li Yuanzhi's hand and said, "This girl, please come into the house with me and change into the clothes of the Ouchi guard."
After a while, the two women walked out, Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he praised: "Petite and exquisite, with soft and greasy skin. I want to throw you into the barracks. Such a handsome soldier must be swallowed. There is no scum left."
Xia Qingqing is already familiar with Song Qingshu's speaking style. It's no surprise that Li Yuanzhi, a little girl, has a red face when she hears her, and she only feels that the other party's words are too bold and explicit.
When I came to the gate of the palace, seeing the guards' faces dignified, Song Qingshu stepped forward and asked: "What happened in the palace?"
"It turned out to be Lord Song. I heard that there were three martial arts assassins in the palace, and the multi-manager passed an order to let everyone guard their posts." A guard had checked his badge and whispered quietly, suddenly looking at the back of Song Qingshu in doubt. The two asked questioningly, "These two brothers have a tight face. Which shift are they on?"
Song Qingshu casually replied: "I collected young masters from various sects for the emperor to enrich the guard team." In this era, no one dared to fake the emperor's orally. Once discovered, it was definitely a serious crime to punish the Nine Clan. However, Song Qingshu, as a traveler and a lonely family member, didn't have such awe of the emperor. He thought that the other party would not be able to confront Kangxi, so he opened his mouth and opened his mouth.
Sure enough, the guards' expressions tightened, and they didn't dare to cross-examine more, so they put the three into the palace gate. Chapter 106 Two Secret Departments
"Big Brother Song, listening to what they said, the brothers and the others seem to have been discovered." Although Xia Qingqing didn't like these two brutal brothers and sisters, but thought that the other party was trying to avenge her husband, she insisted. Deep Palace, my heart is still quite anxious.
The entire Forbidden City is too big. Song Qingshu didn't know where to go to rescue for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he pulled a passing guard by his side and asked, "Where is the assassin?"
The other party saw that it was Song Qingshu, a well-known master in the palace, and said quickly: "Master Song, I heard that the assassin has been caught, and he is being escorted to the Imperial Study Room by the multi-manager for interrogation by the emperor."
Song Qingshu recalled that Gui Xin Shu was lost in the palace and could not find the emperor in the original work, so he pretended to be captured, and when he was brought to the emperor, he suddenly broke out.
"You really can't let Kangxi die at this time." Song Qingshu was anxious. He had done so many political speculations, but he didn't want to fall short.
Song Qingshu hurriedly rushed to the Imperial Study Room. Just a few feet away, he looked back and saw the two women standing in a daze. They ran back quickly, holding the two girls on their shoulders, and ran to the Imperial Study Room.
The physical contact with Song Qingshu is so tight, Xia Qingqing is okay, but Li Yuanzhi is quite uncomfortable, but she also knows that the time is urgent, so she has to bite her red lips and endure it.
A long distance away, I heard the sound of swords intersecting in the Imperial Study Room. Song Qingshu was anxious and quickened his pace. As soon as the three of them arrived at the door of the Imperial Study Room, they saw Gui Xinshu's family of three being hacked to death.
"Ah!" Xia Qingqing exclaimed, almost about to fall. Fortunately, Li Yuanzhi's eyesight and quick hands helped her hold her back.
Hearing the cry, Kangxi raised his head and found that it was Song Qingshu, and said in shock: "It turns out that it is Song Shaoxia who is back. If you arrive at these three assassins earlier, you won't be so arrogant."
"Mou Song came late for help, and hoped that the emperor would forgive him." Song Qingshu was taken aback, and quickly took advantage of the situation.
Duolong and the others knelt on the ground, sweating in cold sweat: "The imperfect **** of the ministers and others made the emperor frightened."
"It's fine, this time thanks to Xiaobao blocking their knife, drag them down, Xiaobao Qingshu stays, everyone else will go out." Kangxi waved.
Looking at the body of Gui Xinshu's family being taken off like a dead dog, Xia Qingqing's mouth trembled, and her eyes were full of hatred at Kangxi. Song Qingshu quickly patted her hand and whispered: "I will They took their bodies back. Believe me, you should wait for me outside first.” After finishing talking, put your finger on her a little bit, which restrained her innocence. Seeing the other party glaring at herself, Song Qingshu said: “I’m afraid You do stupid things...Miss Li, take care of her."
Li Yuanzhi nodded and helped Xia Qingqing go out.
"His grandfather, when Lao Tzu's palace is a public toilet, come as you want, leave as you like!" Seeing everyone had left, Kangxi cursed.
"The emperor, the anger will go smoothly when you scold it." Wei Xiaobao patted Kangxi on the back, Chapter 106 The Two Secret Departments
While handing a cup of tea to him.
"Don't drink!" Kangxi pushed open the tea cup in front of him, turned to look at Song Qingshu and asked, "How did you travel to the various martial arts?"
Song Qingshu saw that Kangxi yelled in front of him. Not only was he not afraid, but he was filled with satisfaction. It seems that the other party regards him as his own, and quickly replied: "When the heads of various schools heard that their nephews had the opportunity to be the guards, not only Not resisting, they are overjoyed, wishing to get a few more places."
Kangxi's complexion improved and said, "Most of the imperial guards in the palace are the children of the Eight Banners meritorious service, and martial arts are really not on the stage. Last time I sent them to **** Xiaobao, plus this assassination incident, I finally managed to send them to **** Xiaobao. I understand that they are really vulnerable to real masters."
Song Qingshu returned: "Most of the imperial guards are from bannermen, and martial arts are more focused on killing enemies on the battlefield. They are indeed a little uncomfortable when dealing with people in the world."
"Yes," Kangxi stood up, "So I decided to let Duolong choose a high-powered martial artist among the imperial guards, and set up a secret department called'Blooddrops' to deal with these desperate groups of rivers and lakes. Only."
"Blood drops?" Song Qingshu was shocked at the time.
"Qingshu, you are such a good martial arts, it is too wasteful to be idle. I decided to let you train and recruit those disciples from various sects to set up another secret department. What is the name, eh," Kangxi said after a long while pondering: "It's just called the stick-stick office. On the surface, it is responsible for catching cicadas in the palace, but it actually helps me monitor the dynamics of the rivers and lakes!" Chapter 107: The Art of Wang Qi
After a sense of confusion and absurdity, there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, Song Qingshu quickly tightened his face: "The minister takes the order!"
"By the way, I heard that on the fifteenth of this month, a man with a high level of martial arts will come to the Forbidden City to fight with the Eastern leader?" Kangxi's expression was a little ugly.
"Return to the emperor, is a master of the Huashan School who has lived in seclusion for decades. The sword sage known as the'No. 1 Sword in the World' is so clear that it is probably because Yuan Chengzhi, who was killed by the Eastern leader, was a disciple of the Huashan School." Song Qingshu replied.
"My palace is really a martial arts school!" Kangxi's face twitched, and said bitterly, "In the future, the Qing Dynasty will rule the world, and I will remove the Huashan faction from the martial arts."
Listening to Wei Xiaobao's beard and pat on the horse, Song Qingshu didn't dare to say anything bad, thinking that it would spread out in the future, Xia Qingqing couldn't tear herself.
"What kind of martial arts is better than the Eastern leader?" After a while, Kangxi suddenly asked.
"This is hard to say, the outcome is five to five," Song Qingshu saw that Kangxi's face was even more ugly, and said quickly, "but the Forbidden City can be regarded as the home game of the Eastern leader. But on the front line, it seems that the odds of winning the Eastern leader should be higher."
Kangxi's expression finally eased, and said: "According to the spy's return, a large number of martial artists have come to the capital. In order to see the battle between the two masters, they must try their best to get into the palace. This For a while, Qingshu, you and Duolong will be responsible for the safety of the palace. Don’t let people enter the palace. My Qing palace is not a vegetable market."
"According to the order!" Song Qingshu's face was bitter, thinking that this way, he might offend a large number of martial arts people, why is Kangxi not as open-minded as the emperor in Lu Xiaofeng, and some martial arts people are allowed to enter the palace...Of course. All this is only to think about. From the perspective of Kangxi, there is really no reason to agree to martial arts people entering and leaving the palace at will.
"Qingshu, you have been rushing all the way, and you have worked hard. Let's go down and rest first." Kangxi said softly.
"Thank you, the emperor!" Before leaving, Song Qingshu glanced at a shadowy place in the Imperial Study Room, and slowly walked out.
Seeing that Song Qingshu closed the door of the Imperial Study Room, Kangxi's face sank and he asked in a low voice: "Xiaobao, have you checked the background of Song Qingshu?"
"The slave is damned, I was almost forgotten by those assassins," Wei Xiaobao said quickly, "It has been checked. Song Qingshu is the third-generation chief disciple of Wudang, but it is a pity that he killed the Seventh Master Uncle by accident. Gu, was expelled from his division by Wudang. Later he married Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, and was seriously injured by his uncle Yu Lianzhou at the Shaolin Lion Slaying Ceremony. Rumor has it that he has died. But I didn't expect that not only did he not die, but also his martial arts. It is far better than before."
Kangxi was thoughtful and couldn't help showing a smile: "The killing of uncle masters, Wudang abandoned disciples, is not tolerated by the right way of martial arts. Nowadays, in troubled times, employing people as meritocracies is just for me. Song Qingshu is exactly what I use..." Chapter One Hundred and Seven: The Art of Hope
After a sense of confusion and absurdity, there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, Song Qingshu quickly tightened his face: "The minister takes the order!"
"By the way, I heard that on the fifteenth of this month, a man with a high level of martial arts will come to the Forbidden City to fight with the Eastern leader?" Kangxi's expression was a little ugly.
"Return to the emperor, is a master of the Huashan School who has lived in seclusion for decades. The sword sage known as the'No. 1 Sword in the World' is so clear that it is probably because Yuan Chengzhi, who was killed by the Eastern leader, was a disciple of the Huashan School." Song Qingshu replied.
"My palace is really a martial arts school!" Kangxi's face twitched, and said bitterly, "In the future, the Qing Dynasty will rule the world, and I will remove the Huashan faction from the martial arts."
Listening to Wei Xiaobao's beard and pat on the horse, Song Qingshu didn't dare to say anything bad, thinking that it would spread out in the future, Xia Qingqing couldn't tear herself.
"What kind of martial arts is better than the Eastern leader?" After a while, Kangxi suddenly asked.
"This is hard to say, the outcome is five to five," Song Qingshu saw that Kangxi's face was even more ugly, and said quickly, "but the Forbidden City can be regarded as the home game of the Eastern leader. But on the front line, it seems that the odds of winning the Eastern leader should be higher."
Kangxi's expression finally eased, and said: "According to the spy's return, a large number of martial artists have come to the capital. In order to see the battle between the two masters, they must try their best to get into the palace. This For a while, Qingshu, you and Duolong will be responsible for the safety of the palace. Don’t let people enter the palace. My Qing palace is not a vegetable market."
"According to the order!" Song Qingshu's face was bitter, thinking that this way, he might offend a large number of martial arts people, why is Kangxi not as open-minded as the emperor in Lu Xiaofeng, and some martial arts people are allowed to enter the palace...Of course. All this is only to think about. From the perspective of Kangxi, there is really no reason to agree to martial arts people entering and leaving the palace at will.
"Qingshu, you have been rushing all the way, and you have worked hard. Let's go down and rest first." Kangxi said softly.
"Thank you, the emperor!" Before leaving, Song Qingshu glanced at a shadowy place in the Imperial Study Room, and slowly walked out.
Seeing that Song Qingshu closed the door of the Imperial Study Room, Kangxi's face sank and he asked in a low voice: "Xiaobao, have you checked the background of Song Qingshu?"
"The slave is damned, I was almost forgotten by those assassins," Wei Xiaobao said quickly, "It has been checked. Song Qingshu is the third-generation chief disciple of Wudang, but it is a pity that he killed the Seventh Master Uncle by accident. Gu, was expelled from his division by Wudang. Later he married Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, and was seriously injured by his uncle Yu Lianzhou at the Shaolin Lion Slaying Ceremony. Rumor has it that he has died. But I didn't expect that not only did he not die, but also his martial arts. It is far better than before."
Kangxi was thoughtful and couldn't help showing a smile: "The killing of uncle masters, Wudang abandoned disciples, is not tolerated by the right way of martial arts. Nowadays, in troubled times, employing people as meritocracies is just for me. Song Qingshu is exactly what I use..." Chapter One Hundred and Seven: The Art of Hope
After a sense of confusion and absurdity, there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, Song Qingshu quickly tightened his face: "The minister takes the order!"
"By the way, I heard that on the fifteenth of this month, a man with a high level of martial arts will come to the Forbidden City to fight with the Eastern leader?" Kangxi's expression was a little ugly.
"Return to the emperor, is a master of the Huashan School who has lived in seclusion for decades. The sword sage known as the'No. 1 Sword in the World' is so clear that it is probably because Yuan Chengzhi, who was killed by the Eastern leader, was a disciple of the Huashan School." Song Qingshu replied.
"My palace is really a martial arts school!" Kangxi's face twitched, and said bitterly, "In the future, the Qing Dynasty will rule the world, and I will remove the Huashan faction from the martial arts."
Listening to Wei Xiaobao's beard and pat on the horse, Song Qingshu didn't dare to say anything bad, thinking that it would spread out in the future, Xia Qingqing couldn't tear herself.
"What kind of martial arts is better than the Eastern leader?" After a while, Kangxi suddenly asked.
"This is hard to say, the outcome is five to five," Song Qingshu saw that Kangxi's face was even more ugly, and said quickly, "but the Forbidden City can be regarded as the home game of the Eastern leader. But on the front line, it seems that the odds of winning the Eastern leader should be higher."
Kangxi's expression finally eased, and said: "According to the spy's return, a large number of martial artists have come to the capital. In order to see the battle between the two masters, they must try their best to get into the palace. This For a while, Qingshu, you and Duolong will be responsible for the safety of the palace. Don’t let people enter the palace. My Qing palace is not a vegetable market."
"According to the order!" Song Qingshu's face was bitter, thinking that this way, he might offend a large number of martial arts people, why is Kangxi not as open-minded as the emperor in Lu Xiaofeng, and some martial arts people are allowed to enter the palace...Of course. All this is only to think about. From the perspective of Kangxi, there is really no reason to agree to martial arts people entering and leaving the palace at will.
"Qingshu, you have been rushing all the way, and you have worked hard. Let's go down and rest first." Kangxi said softly.
"Thank you, the emperor!" Before leaving, Song Qingshu glanced at a shadowy place in the Imperial Study Room, and slowly walked out.
Seeing that Song Qingshu closed the door of the Imperial Study Room, Kangxi's face sank and he asked in a low voice: "Xiaobao, have you checked the background of Song Qingshu?"
"The slave is damned, I was almost forgotten by those assassins," Wei Xiaobao said quickly, "It has been checked. Song Qingshu is the third-generation chief disciple of Wudang, but it is a pity that he killed the Seventh Master Uncle by accident. Gu, was expelled from his division by Wudang. Later he married Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, and was seriously injured by his uncle Yu Lianzhou at the Shaolin Lion Slaying Ceremony. Rumor has it that he has died. But I didn't expect that not only did he not die, but also his martial arts. It is far better than before."
Kangxi was thoughtful and couldn't help showing a smile: "The killing of uncle masters, Wudang abandoned disciples, is not tolerated by the right way of martial arts. Nowadays, in troubled times, employing people as meritocracies is just for me. Song Qingshu is exactly what I use..." Chapter One Hundred and Seven: The Art of Hope
After a sense of confusion and absurdity, there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, Song Qingshu quickly tightened his face: "The minister takes the order!"
"By the way, I heard that on the fifteenth of this month, a man with a high level of martial arts will come to the Forbidden City to fight with the Eastern leader?" Kangxi's expression was a little ugly.
"Return to the emperor, is a master of the Huashan School who has lived in seclusion for decades. The sword sage known as the'No. 1 Sword in the World' is so clear that it is probably because Yuan Chengzhi, who was killed by the Eastern leader, was a disciple of the Huashan School." Song Qingshu replied.
"My palace is really a martial arts school!" Kangxi's face twitched, and said bitterly, "In the future, the Qing Dynasty will rule the world, and I will remove the Huashan faction from the martial arts."
Listening to Wei Xiaobao's beard and pat on the horse, Song Qingshu didn't dare to say anything bad, thinking that it would spread out in the future, Xia Qingqing couldn't tear herself.
"What kind of martial arts is better than the Eastern leader?" After a while, Kangxi suddenly asked.
"This is hard to say, the outcome is five to five," Song Qingshu saw that Kangxi's face was even more ugly, and said quickly, "but the Forbidden City can be regarded as the home game of the Eastern leader. But on the front line, it seems that the odds of winning the Eastern leader should be higher."
Kangxi's expression finally eased, and said: "According to the spy's return, a large number of martial artists have come to the capital. In order to see the battle between the two masters, they must try their best to get into the palace. This For a while, Qingshu, you and Duolong will be responsible for the safety of the palace. Don’t let people enter the palace. My Qing palace is not a vegetable market."
"According to the order!" Song Qingshu's face was bitter, thinking that this way, he might offend a large number of martial arts people, why is Kangxi not as open-minded as the emperor in Lu Xiaofeng, and some martial arts people are allowed to enter the palace...Of course. All this is only to think about. From the perspective of Kangxi, there is really no reason to agree to martial arts people entering and leaving the palace at will.
"Qingshu, you have been rushing all the way, and you have worked hard. Let's go down and rest first." Kangxi said softly.
"Thank you, the emperor!" Before leaving, Song Qingshu glanced at a shadowy place in the Imperial Study Room, and slowly walked out.
Seeing that Song Qingshu closed the door of the Imperial Study Room, Kangxi's face sank and he asked in a low voice: "Xiaobao, have you checked the background of Song Qingshu?"
"The slave is damned, I was almost forgotten by those assassins," Wei Xiaobao said quickly, "It has been checked. Song Qingshu is the third-generation chief disciple of Wudang, but it is a pity that he killed the Seventh Master Uncle by accident. Gu, was expelled from his division by Wudang. Later he married Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, and was seriously injured by his uncle Yu Lianzhou at the Shaolin Lion Slaying Ceremony. Rumor has it that he has died. But I didn't expect that not only did he not die, but also his martial arts. It is far better than before."
Kangxi was thoughtful and couldn't help showing a smile: "The killing of uncle masters, Wudang abandoned disciples, is not tolerated by the right way of martial arts. Nowadays, in troubled times, employing people as meritocracies is just for me. Song Qingshu is exactly what I use..." Chapter One Hundred and Seven: The Art of Hope
After a sense of confusion and absurdity, there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, Song Qingshu quickly tightened his face: "The minister takes the order!"
"By the way, I heard that on the fifteenth of this month, a man with a high level of martial arts will come to the Forbidden City to fight with the Eastern leader?" Kangxi's expression was a little ugly.
"Return to the emperor, is a master of the Huashan School who has lived in seclusion for decades. The sword sage known as the'No. 1 Sword in the World' is so clear that it is probably because Yuan Chengzhi, who was killed by the Eastern leader, was a disciple of the Huashan School." Song Qingshu replied.
"My palace is really a martial arts school!" Kangxi's face twitched, and said bitterly, "In the future, the Qing Dynasty will rule the world, and I will remove the Huashan faction from the martial arts."
Listening to Wei Xiaobao's beard and pat on the horse, Song Qingshu didn't dare to say anything bad, thinking that it would spread out in the future, Xia Qingqing couldn't tear herself.
"What kind of martial arts is better than the Eastern leader?" After a while, Kangxi suddenly asked.
"This is hard to say, the outcome is five to five," Song Qingshu saw that Kangxi's face was even more ugly, and said quickly, "but the Forbidden City can be regarded as the home game of the Eastern leader. But on the front line, it seems that the odds of winning the Eastern leader should be higher."
Kangxi's expression finally eased, and said: "According to the spy's return, a large number of martial artists have come to the capital. In order to see the battle between the two masters, they must try their best to get into the palace. This For a while, Qingshu, you and Duolong will be responsible for the safety of the palace. Don’t let people enter the palace. My Qing palace is not a vegetable market."
"According to the order!" Song Qingshu's face was bitter, thinking that this way he might offend a large number of martial arts people~IndoMTL.com~Why is Kangxi not as open-minded as the emperor in Lu Xiaofeng, and some martial arts people are allowed to enter the palace. Ah...Of course, these are only to think about. From Kangxi's point of view, there really is no reason to allow martial arts people to enter and leave the palace at will.
"Qingshu, you have been rushing all the way, and you have worked hard. Let's go down and rest first." Kangxi said softly.
"Thank you, the emperor!" Before leaving, Song Qingshu glanced at a shadowy place in the Imperial Study Room, and slowly walked out.
Seeing that Song Qingshu closed the door of the Imperial Study Room, Kangxi's face sank and he asked in a low voice: "Xiaobao, have you checked the background of Song Qingshu?"
"The slave is damned, I was almost forgotten by those assassins," Wei Xiaobao said quickly, "It has been checked. Song Qingshu is the third-generation chief disciple of Wudang, but it is a pity that he killed the Seventh Master Uncle by accident. Gu, was expelled from his division by Wudang. Later he married Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, and was seriously injured by his uncle Yu Lianzhou at the Shaolin Lion Slaying Ceremony. Rumor has it that he has died. But I didn't expect that not only did he not die, but also his martial arts. It is far better than before."
Kangxi was thoughtful and couldn't help showing a smile: "The killing of uncle masters, Wudang abandoned disciples, is not tolerated by the right way of martial arts. Nowadays, in troubled times, employing people as meritocracy is just for me..."