Teacher is too tough

Xiuchun Tower, Qingwan Xiaoju.

The hall was brightly lit with candles and filled with guests, all of whom were scholars and the idle playboys of the second generation ancestor in the capital.

Song Wanwan, the court lady, was sitting in front of the hall, making tea with her bare hands.

She looked much thinner, and there was a bit of indifference between her brows that was hidden by her forced smile. However, her professionalism was extremely high, and no one noticed her true emotions. These regular customers only knew that Song Huakui's figure had deteriorated after she suddenly fell seriously ill. My weight is decreasing day by day, as if my vitality has been damaged by the serious illness.

Fortunately, the charm is still there.

Facing the couple on the court, Song Huakui occasionally commented a few words and smiled sweetly, and the atmosphere gradually became warm.

Song Wanwan is determined to help Li Qingshi fulfill his last wish. She has been planning and planning these days, but her strength is really weak. She only has a red-sleeved trick to find out information. It is obviously impossible to destroy the Daren Dynasty. If she wants to do this, she can only find one side to rebel. forces cooperate.

She carefully collected the rebellion situation in the whole world, and it seemed that only the Qiongzhou group was expected to succeed, so the first step was to get in touch with them. She had already started preparations and planned to send someone tomorrow Leave the city and rush to Qiongzhou.

Fortunately, she moved slowly, otherwise she would have been killed if she hit Guan Shichong's hand.

However, what she wanted to do was originally a beheading business, and she had already put life and death aside. Helping Li Qingshi fulfill his last wish was her only wish. If she was lucky enough to accomplish this important thing, she didn't know where she would go from here.

Song Wanwan steeled herself to deal with the guests, and the elegant affairs of the couple came to an end. The oiran lady personally brought tea to the outstanding people, and chatted lightly, which made the others jealous. .

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the well-informed person began to talk loudly and attract people's attention.

A wealthy family member cleared his throat and said, "Have you heard about it? Li Qingshi, who carved those four words of rebellion on the south gate of Shengren City, turned out not to be dead. Somehow he became a rebel in Qiongzhou. The leader of thieves..."

Everyone in the room looked at each other in shock. Li Qingshi's revelation of the royal family's crimes had not yet reached the capital, and they had not heard the news.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and in this silence, there was a clang and the sound of the tea cup falling to the ground was particularly clear.

Song Wanwan came back to her senses and quickly ordered the maid next to her to clean up the broken tea cup. Song Huakui covered up the abnormal look on her face and said: "My hands slipped for a moment, and I offended everyone, please don't blame me."

She walked back to the hall, filled a cup of tea, brought it to the noble family member who revealed the news, and said, "I interrupted the young master just now. Wanwan offered him a cup of tea to apologize and ask for your forgiveness."

This son of an aristocratic family was ignorant and unskilled. Although he was a frequent visitor to Qingwan's residence, he had never been favored by an courteous lady. At this time, he felt free to accept the tea and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't hurt Madam Song."

Song Wanwan bit her red lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Where did this news come from, Master? How true or false is it?"

When she asked this question, the guests in the hall suddenly remembered that the courtesan of Song Dynasty once had a romantic relationship with the traitor Li Qingshi. At this moment, they saw that Song Wanwan was very interested in this news, and they couldn't help but feel a little bit disgusted.

One person said: "Ms. Song still needs to take care of herself. That traitor is a treasonous person. It's best not to have anything to do with him anymore. Be careful of getting into trouble."

Song Wanwan's heart was filled with turmoil, but she smiled lightly and said, "The Nu family naturally knows the importance, but the Nu family always values ​​affection, so I couldn't help but follow my heart and asked this question. Thank you, Master, for reminding me."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the table to continue making tea.

Now that she knew that such news was coming out, she would be able to find out everything sooner or later, so there was no need to rush.

After all, if Li Lang was still alive, she would never want to die, so the guest was right, she should cherish herself.

The man from the aristocratic family who revealed the news was not a jealous person. He did not feel the slightest discomfort due to Song Wanwan's actions. Seeing that the courtesan was interested, he was happy to show off in front of everyone.

He cleared his throat again and said: "I can keep this news very true. You are blinded, so you didn't hear the news. In fact, half the world knows about it."

Many people were aroused by his curiosity. Someone said: "Half the world already knows it? That's a bit mysterious, right? Who doesn't know that those of us living in Shengren City are the most well-informed. If half the world We already know, how could we not know?" Everyone agreed.

Song Wanwan did not hesitate in her tea-making movements. In fact, she had already held her breath, waiting for the noble family member to speak again.

The noble family member looked around and finally made a comeback in this small Qingwan residence. He lowered his voice and said, "You haven't heard about it because officials from all over the country are blocking the spread of this news and don't want it to spread to the capital."

His mysterious appearance made everyone more curious, and they all urged: "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"

Song Wanwan was calm and calm at this time, and she actually wanted to pick up the aristocratic son's feet so that he could pour out all the words in his stomach.

The son of the family no longer pretended, and his voice was even lower: "It's just because the traitor Li Qingshi revealed some secrets of the royal family to the world, such as the rebel army in Qiongzhou, which was actually secretly supported by the two princes, Prince Yi and Prince Chun. Get up!"

As soon as these words came out, needles could be heard in the hall. I don’t know how long it took, but someone finally came back to his senses and said: "Is it fake? Don’t the two princes always hate each other? How can they work together? Besides, they have raised What are the rebels doing? Do you also want to rebel?"

The family member said: "I only tell the news and don't make comments. What you think is your business. Don't blame it on me."

When he said this, everyone realized that this kind of fact did not dare to be discussed, but they were all itchy about the "royal secrets" and couldn't help asking: "What other secrets can I tell you? explain."

The son of the family said: "The traitor Li Qingshi also said that in order to prolong his life, His Majesty the Emperor secretly made people kidnapped the refugees and took their blood to make elixirs and eat them... You must have heard about the human trafficking case in Spring God City, then. The traitor said that it was His Majesty the Emperor's handiwork."

Once again the needle drop could be heard in the hall.

This matter is even more incredible than the first one, but when His Majesty the Emperor is involved, no one dares to make any unreasonable remarks.

Song Wanwan's hand began to tremble slightly, and it took a long time before it returned to stability.

There was no need to wait for her to find out the news, she was now sure that Li Qingshi was indeed alive.

Because she knew that before Li Qingshi left Beijing, he was investigating the matter of the life-extending pill. If he hadn't exposed this matter, even if there were insiders, who would be so bold?
The coldness between the oiran's brows quietly disappeared, and her eyes that had been forced to smile began to glow with real energy.

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The next day, Zhenwu Division, the office of Zuo Fengchun, director of the Eighth Division.

Qian Zhengsong, the chief of the first section, said with an ugly face: "Director, is there really no room for change? Do you have to go?"

He had just received news that the Secretary-General had selected a group of experts to go on business in Qiongzhou, led by Director Zuo. The task was to capture the traitor Li Qingshi.

Qian Zhengsong's words sounded a little ambiguous. He seemed to be pleading for the traitor Li Qingshi, and he seemed to only have objections to his own director's departure from Beijing.

Zuo Fengchun's face was condensed. He didn't know whether he was unhappy with what Qian Zhengsong said, or he was dissatisfied with the task assigned to him by the director.

He glanced at Qian Zhengsong and said, "Don't let me hear such words again, do your job well, and don't cause trouble for me, let alone the Secretary General."

Qian Zhengsong knew that although the director didn't show anything, he must be feeling uncomfortable in his heart. He sighed and said nothing more.

Zuo Fengchun walked out of the room. In the corridor, everyone in the eight departments and one department was standing outside. They looked eagerly at the director, looking anxious but at their wits' end.

Zuo Fengchun glanced at everyone and strode away without saying a word.

On this day, ten masters of the Qiankun Realm from the Zhenwu Division, headed by Zuo Fengchun, left the city. (End of chapter)