Fragrance Stealer

"You rescued the brothers from the Red Flower Congregation from the palace for me, and I will give it to you." Naturally, Luo Bing was not so stupid, and gave the money without confiscating the goods.

"Look at your distress just now. If I'm not wrong, it must be the masters of the palace who suddenly attacked your stronghold. You fled in a hurry, how could you bring any evidence in time?" Song Qingshu didn't believe it at all, and directly arrested Luo Bing. A pair of big hands groped around her body.

"What are you doing?" Luo Bing turned pale.

"Of course it's a body search," Song Qingshu sneered, "Don't move, it's not like I haven't touched you before."

Sure enough, Luo Bing stopped struggling, but the violent ups and downs of his chest showed that he was not so calm: "How could I carry such important things with me, Honghua would have hidden them in a secret place long ago."

"Sure enough, there is nothing," Song Qingshu stretched out his hand from her skirt, "How do I know if you are lying to me? Besides, with your rank in the Red Flower Society, I don't think you have the qualifications to know this secret."

Luo Bing blushed and buttoned the messy clothes again: "Do you believe it or not!"

Song Qingshu stared at her face for a long while, unable to see any flaws, finally nodded: "Okay, I believe you, but you have to stay by my side during this time, if you rescue them, you can't leave them behind." Leave the evidence to me... Hmph, not to mention your husband Wen Tailai, I will kill the rest of the Red Flower Society as well."

The blood on Luo Bing's face faded, but at this moment he was desperate, so he nodded: "Okay."

Bringing her to the vicinity of the Sifang Pavilion, Song Qingshu stopped in his tracks, frowned and said, "There must be a lot of surveillance people around the Sifang Pavilion. If you are brought in directly and Hongli finds out, it will be a big deal. You should stay here first." Wait, I'll be out in a while." After speaking, he clicked on Luo Bing's acupoint and walked to the Sifang Pavilion.

Luo Bing's acupoints were touched, and he couldn't move a single bit. His heart was full of fear, and he was worried that he would be discovered by passing officers and soldiers, and he was also worried about what would happen if some local hooligans passed by. I don't know how long it took, Luo Bing When Bing was counting like a year, Song Qingshu finally came back to him. For some reason, Luo Bing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this devilish man.

"Change into this set of imperial guard's clothes, and then enter and exit the Sifang Pavilion, more or less can hide some people's eyes and ears." Song Qingshu threw a set of clothes in front of her, and untied the acupuncture points on her body.

Bending down and rubbing his numb calf, Luo Bing looked at the clothes in front of him, gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Why not change?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.

"Turn around." Luo Bing pursed her lips, a blush appeared on her cheeks.

Chapter 127 Where is the desolation

"Why?" Song Qingshu came to his senses quickly, curled his lips, and said casually, "It's not like I haven't seen it before." Even though he said so, Song Qingshu still turned his back. Although this place is secret, there is no guarantee that no one will pass by. He also didn't want to argue with Luo Bing for a long time and cause extra problems.

Seeing him turn around, Luo Bing hurriedly shrank in the corner, and hurriedly changed into the guard uniform, "Okay."

Song Qingshu turned his head and saw that the dignified young woman with a hint of coquettish aura had disappeared, replaced by a handsome guard standing in front of her.

"It's just too white." Song Qingshu frowned and said dissatisfied, "Remember to keep your head down when you follow me later."

Luo Bing hummed inaudibly, and Song Qingshu swaggered into the Sifang Hall with her,

Came to his own bedroom, "You disguise yourself as a man, I can't let you sleep with other guards, here, before you tell me where the evidence is, you will live in the same room as me."

"What?" Luo Bing jumped up from the chair and said firmly, "Absolutely not!"

Song Qingshu ignored her: "Is this up to you? If you don't want to live, you can go out through this door and see who can help you save your husband and everyone in the Red Flower Society. Hey, to be honest, can you help yourself?" Running out of Shengjing City is two things."

Luo Bing's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he raised his steps several times, but finally sat down slumped: "Okay, but you are not allowed to be rude to me."

Song Qingshu gave Luo Bing a strange look, thinking that it's no wonder that red flowers are difficult to grow, and Luo Bing can see it.Seeing that she is in her twenties, she is still as innocent as a little girl.

But he didn't bother to continue provoking her any longer, so he casually made a few perfunctory noises.

"Sir, Zhang Kangnian, Zhao Qixian and the others have brought someone back." A guard's voice came from outside the house.

"Please come in." Song Qingshu took a cup of tea and drank it leisurely, but Luo Bing was fidgeting beside him.

"Stand aside." Song Qingshu gave her a blank look. She was dressed as a guard, so there was no reason for her to sit at the same table as her boss. Luo Bing turned pale, and stood up in the corner, bowing her head and remaining silent.

"This is?" Zhang Zhao asked.

As soon as the two entered the door, they were about to speak, when they suddenly noticed Luo Bing in the corner, and immediately stopped talking.

"It's okay, my own." Song Qingshu didn't explain much. In this day and age, it's normal for a boss to have secrets. If everything has to be explained to his subordinates, it would be even more suspicious. "How about it? What news did you find?" No?"

The two of Zhang and Zhao immediately put on a bitter face: "Our errands in Lashengjing went to drink, intentionally or unintentionally tricked out that Tian Guinong had indeed disappeared recently, as for where he was detained, I really couldn't find out. "

"Doesn't that mean that no news was found?" Song Qingshu said speechlessly.

"Let's go investigate again." Zhang and Zhao said hastily.

"No need, I've already found it." Song Qingshu snorted coldly.

"So many of us searched around, but we didn't get any useful information. My lord went out to a banquet and found out once. It's really clever!" Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian looked at each other and gave thumbs up.

"It's disgusting." Luo Bing, who was on the side, muttered softly when he saw the obsequiousness of the two of them.

Zhang and Zhao were not strong enough to hear her words clearly, but Song Qingshu heard her clearly, turned around and gave her a look, signaling him not to talk too much.

"By the way, Mr. Song, the officials in Shengjing have been waiting for Mr. Song's advice on the determination of the imperial court's reward list and the amount." Zhao Qixian said cautiously.

"Let them wait, and when the envoys arrive, someone will naturally discuss with them." Song Qingshu waved his hands impatiently on the surface, but he was thinking in his heart: before this, he can stay in Shengjing City in a legitimate way, so he must hurry up and do what he needs to do. It's over...

"Yes." Zhao Qixian looked happy, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Qingshu's intentional delay of official duties.As the entourage of the imperial envoy, Zhao Qixian and others are also the targets of the middle and lower officials in Shengjing City. They are not high enough to get in touch with the imperial envoy, so they naturally start with the people around the imperial envoy. Zhao Qixian and others are naturally willing to stay in Shengjing for longer. good.

"It's rare to be quiet for a while." Song Qingshu stretched his waist and let out a long sigh.After Honghowl Hongli held a banquet in the palace yesterday, other civil and military officials in Shengjing City have also sent posts asking him to come to the palace to have a banquet starting today. He had to ask his subordinates to arrange the schedule, and most of them pushed or sent their subordinates to express their gratitude. Just a moment, but there are a few people who still need him to go there in person. For example, the governor of Liaodong, the governor, and the admiral will definitely meet. They are the presence of the imperial court in Liaodong to restrain Prince Bao. Please comfort these people more.

There was still some time before the dinner party, Song Qingshu sat up on the bed and began to practice Qi, and Luo Bing felt admiration secretly: Although this man is a bit hateful, he is always diligent in practicing martial arts, no wonder his martial arts are so high.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes if he felt something, and seeing Luo Bing look away suddenly, he felt a little funny, and waved: "Come here."

"What are you doing?" Luo Bing gave him a wary look.

"Practice with me." Song Qingshu said sternly, he knew that there was not much time left for him, and he had to hurry up to improve his skills, not only for Shengjing this time, but also for something in the future.

"How can I accompany you?" Luo Bing looked at him in astonishment.

"You'll know when you come here." A smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu's lips.

"I don't!" Sensing the weirdness in his smile, Luo Bing subconsciously refused.

"If you want to rescue your husband smoothly, you'd better expect me to improve my martial arts, otherwise there will be a mistake and you won't even have time to cry." Song Qingshu was not in a hurry, and looked at her lightly.

"How much can your skill improve in such a short time?" Luo Bing looked at him suspiciously.

"The exercises I practice are a bit different. The level of skills is not accumulated by time." Song Qingshu replied.

Seeing that Luo Bing didn't believe it, Song Qingshu said with a smile: "What do you think of my martial arts?"

Although unwilling to admit it, Luo Bing still nodded unwillingly: "Very good."

"Are you members of the Red Flower Club practicing diligently?" Song Qingshu continued to ask.

"In order to fight against the Qing Dynasty, of course the brothers in the meeting practice kung fu hard." Luo Bing replied through gritted teeth.

"You see, I am younger than you, but my martial arts are much higher than yours. Do you still think that I rely on time to improve my skills?" Song Qingshu spread his hands.

Luo Bing felt that what he said made some sense, hesitated for a while, and moved to the bedside step by step, and said in a low voice: "Then how do you want me to cooperate with you in practicing?"