Chapter Two Hundred and Forty Fifth Stick Eight Places

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Shuang'er's face suddenly sank: "Sister Fang, don't make such jokes in the future." After speaking, he turned and left.

Fang Yi's face was a little ugly all of a sudden, and he secretly spat: "Bah, I have done everything myself, and I have to pretend to be pure and clean."

...

Song Qingshu returned to the palace from Shenwumen and walked to the sticky pole. The current office location of the sticky pole is temporarily set near the Yujing Pavilion in the northeast corner of the Royal Garden. Song Qingshu walked into the sticky pole, and his subordinates had already come over to report some news to him, and immediately frowned and gathered everyone at the sticky pole. He asked Di Yun, "Brother Di, I heard that you had a fight with some people?"

"Brother Song," Di Yun blushed, "they laughed at my severed palm."

"Good fight," Song Qingshu not only did not mean to blame at all, but also praised, "People who are incompetent deserve to be beaten." After looking around, most of them lowered their heads in shame.

It turned out that the main members of the sticky pole are the protons sent by various schools in Jianghu before. These people usually have higher eyes than the top. Although they dare not offend the guards, but seeing Di Yun, who is also from Jianghu, has no such scruples. , In addition, Di Yun's people look honest and easy to bully, and when this group of people is bored, they want to find Di Yun's bad luck.

Although Di Yun lacked a lot of adventures in the original book, he was not joking because of his ingenuity. This group of people were just from some unpopular schools in the arena, and they were naturally beaten up. No one dared to despise Di Yun anymore. .

Song Qingshu originally intended to cultivate Di Yun, but when he saw this, he was overjoyed, and he was worried that Di Yun had no prestige. After pondering for a while, he said: "Brother Di, you choose ten good players from the sticky poles, and you will be guarding a house for a while."

Di Yun hesitated for a while, and selected a few of the best martial arts from the crowd. Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction, dismissed the crowd, and left them behind. After such an exhortation, he let them go to the Shuang'er Mansion.

Kangxi asked him to set up the sticky pole, and he never had time to come down, but after thinking for a long time, the prototype of the sticky pole gradually became more and more in his mind. According to Kangxi's intention, the sticking pole should be able to monitor hundreds of officials, be well informed about domestic and foreign news, and have a certain amount of force. So Song Qingshu planned to follow a certain institution in his previous life, and the entire sticky pole was divided into places. One was to monitor hundreds of officials, the second was responsible for collecting domestic information, the third was responsible for foreign intelligence, and the four were used to shock and deter.

According to Song Qingshu's idea, the information at the sticking point has to be temporarily handed over to Sang Feihong. As the strength of the sticking point increases, the intelligence department must be divided into two parts, namely the second and the third. Moreover, the three places involve different countries, and different subordinate institutions can be set up. As for Di Yun, Song Qingshu intends to train him as the backbone of the leadership of Tiqi everywhere. Di Yun's nature is simple and straightforward, which is suitable for this kind of frontal rush. There is also Hu Fei as one of the candidates, but unfortunately he is too young.

However, Song Qingshu didn't want to be an honest spy chief under Kangxi. These four places were just used by him to deal with Kangxi, and he was called "the four places of the Ming Dynasty". He secretly planned to set up "dark places" without the knowledge of Kangxi:

The five divisions are responsible for the development of poisonous hidden weapons, and the poisonous hand medicine Wang Chenglingsu and others are naturally the first choice;

The Sixth Division was in charge of the assassination, Tian Guinong had already been castrated, and when he mastered the swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits and used that ghostly movement technique to kill people, just thinking about Song Qingshu made me feel a little excited. Of course, if Dongfang Muxue was willing to rely on him, he would do his part. Candidates, unfortunately, this can only be thought about...

Tianshan Tongmao, who is responsible for extorting confessions by torture and controlling his subordinates, or Su Quan, who has Leopard Embryo Yijin Pills, is very good, but unfortunately there are no characters;

The eight divisions belonged to the Strategy Department. Song Qingshu was interested in the world, so it was inevitable to conquer the world, but unfortunately there was no such talent.

Regardless of whether it is bright or dark, there is an urgent shortage of talents now. Song Qingshu thought about using the name of expanding the sticky pole to secretly form his own team...

"Master Song, Master Song?" A voice soon interrupted his thoughts. Song Qingshu looked up and saw that it was Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian.

"So it's you." Song Qingshu let out a long breath and relaxed.

"As soon as we came back from Shengjing, our brothers came to the sticker to report." Zhang Kangnian said with a flattering smile, "Just now I saw that the lord sent that Di Yun to protect a certain family. You look stupid, in a place like the capital, you can't solve the problem by force, why not send our brothers there?"

Song Qingshu saw through the abacus in their hearts at a glance, and couldn't help but tease: "Do you think this is a good job? Do you know which one they are going to protect?"

Zhang and Zhao looked at each other and shook their heads: "I also ask Master Song to make it clear."

"Wei Xiaobao's Viscount Mansion." Song Qingshu said lightly.

The two of them were taken aback for a moment, and they sneered and said, "Sure enough, it's not a good job, it's still Master Song who cares for our brothers."

"It seems that you really know what happened in the Wei brothers' family during this period." Song Qingshu sneered secretly, he was just worried about these two old fritters in the officialdom, worried about Tong's family power, and would not do his best to protect Shuang'er and their well-being, so It was only then that the stunned Qing Diyun was sent to protect Shuang'er with several Jianghu sect disciples. They had nothing to do with the elites in the capital, and naturally they would not have any scruples.

"We really don't know this very well." Zhang Zhao's faces were extremely unnatural.

"Thanks to Wei Xiaobao treating you like that before. Now that he is dead, you turn your face and don't recognize anyone. How could I dare to use you?"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly.

With a hint of shame on their faces, they said helplessly: "Sir Song, although we know that the Tong family is going to deal with the Shuang'er girl, but we don't know the cause. We did want to help before, but the Tong family is now a saint. Juzhenglong, our family has both the old and the young, so I really don’t dare to offend the Tong family.” Seeing Song Qingshu’s noncommittal, Zhang Kangnian hurriedly said: “We don’t know the reason, but there is one person who must know, and Master Song can ask him. ."

"Who?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.

"Director Dorondo!" Zhang and Zhao replied in unison.

...

Song Qingshu walked through the imperial garden and rushed towards Qianqingmen. In his mind, he was still guessing whether Wei Xiaobao offended the Tong family, or whether it was simply Orundai's idea. Suddenly, a palace maid's rebuke sounded in her ear: "Bold servant, dare to rush into Concubine Tong!"

Hearing the name of the servant, Song Qingshu's eyes flashed fiercely, and when he looked up, he saw a few palace maids were embracing a beauty in palace dress. The beauty was no more than twenty-eight years old.

Before Song Qingshu could speak, the beauty in the palace dress asked curiously, "Who are you, and why have I never seen you in the palace?" Yu Huayuan was in the inner palace, and it was the guards who came and went on weekdays. They don't necessarily know each other, but at least they are familiar with each other, so Song Qingshu doesn't wonder why the other party is curious about him.

"Song Qingshu, the deputy chief of guards in front of the royal guard, has met the concubine Tong, who has been working for the emperor before, so it's not unusual for the goddess to not recognize me." Song Qingshu understood that the person in front of him was probably the concubine Tong Jia, the new concubine of Kangxi, that is, the palace. Xiao Tong Hou, whom people call privately.

"It turns out that you are Lord Song who rescued him at the beginning." Xiao Tong's empress has beautiful eyes again and again. Song Qingshu's reputation in the arena is the most famous in the battle of Mount Tai, but the concubines and palace maids in the Forbidden City obviously defeated Hong Hua with her own power that day. The congregation master, the deeds of saving the emperor are even more impressive. "Jianmei Xingmu is indeed a talented person. Master Song will..."

Seeing that she was young, but imitating the old-fashioned attitude of other concubines, she wanted to show the master's concern for his subordinates, but the effect was really poor, Song Qingshu forbeared his smile: "What else is there to order from Concubine Tong? Go to Director Duo, I don't know...?"

As soon as Xiao Tong said the next words, he also felt that something was wrong. Looking at the trembling shoulders of the court lady beside him and the smile on Song Qingshu's face, he couldn't help but feel extremely embarrassed, "Ah? It's alright, Master Song, let's go."

Seeing the disappearing figure of Song Qingshu, the palace maid on the side said angrily: "This Song Qingshu is really daring. In front of the empress, he doesn't call himself a slave, but instead, he takes one of mine. It's really unruly."

Xiao Tong Hou smiled slightly and said indifferently: "Those who have the ability are always a little arrogant, not to mention that the emperor recruits talents from all over the world, how can this kind of red tape chill the hearts of heroes in the world, so I don't need to mention it again. "As soon as he finished speaking, he thought to himself: it would be great if the emperor was as handsome as him... He quickly realized how could he have such a rebellious idea, and Xiao Tonghou's face suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong with Empress?" the palace maid on the side asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I feel a little uncomfortable, go back to the palace." Xiao Tonghou said weakly as the blood on her pretty face faded.

...

"How old are you, what's the enmity between the Tong family and the Wei brothers, and do you want to attack his widow after he dies?" Song Qingshu asked directly after finding Duolong and after a few greetings.

Duolong looked around vigilantly, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he lowered his voice and said, "No one in the entire Yanjing City dares to talk about this matter, for fear of causing trouble. I also remembered the friendship with Brother Wei in the past, so I quietly went to you. Let me tell you." Then Duolong explained the matter of "Tong Guguang".

"So that's the case," Song Qingshu suddenly realized, "but it's too much to make such a fuss for this trivial matter?"

Duolong said with a dry smile: "Hey, to us outsiders, it's naturally a trivial matter, but in the eyes of a big family like the Tong family, it's a big matter of face. When Brother Wei was alive, they naturally didn't dare to attack. Now that Brother Wei is dead, If they have no scruples, of course they will come to the door.”

"Does it sound good to bully the widow's face?" Song Qingshu said shamelessly, "If it's like this, they won't be afraid of the emperor's blame?"

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