Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 70 Taking office
Song Yu prepared some gifts early in the morning and went to the Song residence with Zhao Huaiming, who happened to be on day off, to congratulate his fourth brother on his further advancement in his official career.

Song Changming also congratulated Song Yu on being pregnant.

The siblings have had a very good relationship since the death of their eldest and second brothers.

They have been taking care of each other since childhood and there is no gap between them.

It's a rare occasion for the family to get together for a meal today.

"I never thought that Changming, who was so weak and timid in childhood, would go to the County Security Headquarters to serve as the chief patrol officer today." Song Yu smiled at his younger brother, feeling deeply moved.

Now she is a wife, with her long hair tied up. Although she is not very old, she has obviously matured a lot. The girlish charm that was a little bit frivolous a few years ago is gone.

Both Song Changming and Song Yu have changed a lot in recent years.

"So once people become enlightened, everything is different. The past is the past, the present is the present, and the future is the future." Father Song sipped his wine glass and laughed.

He has been smiling all the time these days.

In his opinion, Song Changming suddenly opened his spiritual eyes and began to become extraordinary.

In the past, Song Changming avoided everything and stayed away from any trouble, but now Song Changming is obviously much more aggressive and proactive, daring to fight and strive for progress in stability.

As Song Changming's closest people, they naturally saw these changes and felt very relieved.

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much, but Zhao Huaiming seemed to be worried. He drank a little too much and felt a little dizzy.

Song Changming saw this and went to the yard after dinner, where he found Zhao Huaiming who was sobering up.

"Brother-in-law, is there anything bothering you?"

Song Changming originally wanted to talk to Zhao Huaiming alone about something, so he took the initiative to come over and ask.

"Changming." Zhao Huaiming sat at the stone table, exhaled a breath of alcohol, nodded and said, "You can see that I am really worried about something recently."

Song Changming did not ask any further questions, but just listened quietly.

"I want to remarry your sister, but my father has been obstructing me in every way. I can't convince him no matter how hard I try."

As Song Changming listened, he had an idea and roughly understood what Zhao Huaiming was thinking.

I have to say, this is indeed a very bold decision.

In the past of the Dahan Dynasty, wives and concubines were absolutely not allowed to be confused with each other. A wife was a wife, and a concubine was a concubine.

For a woman who has become a concubine, her identity is like being branded with a mark that can never be changed.

Once this status is exceeded, both the woman and her husband's family will be punished by government laws.

It is precisely because of the clear legal provisions that for a long time, the Dahan Dynasty has clearly distinguished between wives and concubines, and the establishment of status and position has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Even though this law has been abolished now, being a wife or concubine is no longer an identity label that women are destined to have throughout their lives, and a concubine can nominally be a wife again.

But the inherent ideas of the past still exist, and very few people really dare to do so.

Zhao Huaiming is challenging the inherent ideas in people's minds.

It was precisely because Zhao Dezhi took this past thought into consideration and thought it would be a loss of face that he did not allow any room for negotiation.

Perhaps it was because he spoke the truth after drinking, Zhao Huaiming said a lot to Song Changming and complained a lot, and he seemed to have quite a bit of resentment towards his old father.

Some of the words spoken are contrary to the mainstream thinking of loyalty, righteousness, and filial piety of this era.

In other words, Song Changming is a time traveler with a broader tolerance. Otherwise, if this were told to other people, he might end up in trouble for speaking out of turn.

"I don't care about wife or concubine. I only want Yu'er in this life!" Zhao Huaiming said at last, patting the stone table.

Song Changming noticed that behind the door, Song Yu was also listening to what Zhao Huaiming said. He was quite moved and was laughing and crying.

He was quite supportive of this brother-in-law. He had never neglected his third sister over the years and had been dragging his feet on marrying or taking a concubine.

In the entire Zhao family, the only person he likes is his brother-in-law.

In fact, he had originally considered that after he went to work in the General Office and gained a certain amount of power, he would completely resolve the lifelong affairs of his third sister Song Yu.

His idea is similar to Zhao Huaiming's, which is to make the Zhao family prosperous again and marry the third sister as his principal wife.

Even if the Zhao family does not accept it, he is prepared to use the power in his hands to force them!
In the past, the Song family had fallen into despair, and he was still young, so he could not decide on his third sister's marriage.

Today, the Song family is no longer the Song family of the past, and he also has the ability to support his third sister!
He didn't want to drag this matter on any longer.

"To be honest, I had this idea originally. Since you, brother-in-law, agree, I will go and talk to Captain Zhao." Song Changming said slowly.

Zhao Huaiming was stunned. After listening to what Song Changming said, he sobered up a little. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said seriously: "Changming, I'll leave this matter to you. It would be best if you can succeed."

He thought that perhaps Song Changming's current status and position could have a certain effect, and maybe it would really work.

So, after Zhao Huaiming sobered up, Song Changming followed him to Zhao's house that night.

In Zhao Dezhi's study.

The two met without a third person present.

Song Changming glanced at this antique study. There were all the four treasures of the study on the table, and a large number of books were neatly arranged on the bookshelf.

Just a few long swords hanging on the wall slightly destroyed the scholarly atmosphere of the place.

Although the two families are in-laws, it was the first time that Song Changming and Zhao Dezhi met privately without wearing official uniforms at Zhao's house.

"I haven't congratulated Wei Changming Song on his transfer to the General Headquarters yet. I wonder why Wei Changming came here tonight?" Zhao Dezhi first congratulated Song Changming with mixed feelings, and then asked.

Song Changming obviously came for something by wanting to meet him that night, and it was impossible for him to just drink and chat with him.

Although they are related by marriage, the way he addresses Song Changming still seems distant and unintimate.

You could say he was too concerned about his reputation or too old-fashioned, but he just couldn't flatter Song Changming.

"Then I'll be frank. I hope that Patriarch Zhao can agree to remarry my third sister in a formal ceremony." Song Changming didn't want to beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Impossible!" Zhao Dezhi's face immediately fell and he refused.

"Did Huai Ming ask you to come? That's impossible!"

"No, this is what I thought as well." Song Changming looked at Zhao Dezhi calmly as he lost his temper, and said slowly.

"This is not without precedent, and the law allows it, so why not?"

Zhao Dezhi said coldly, "That's not allowed in my Zhao family!"

"Nothing is absolute. It's just a matter of weighing the pros and cons." Song Changming continued calmly.

Zhao Dezhi looked at Song Changming's calm appearance and felt a little uneasy.

"Master Zhao, don't you want the Zhao family to take a step forward?" Song Changming said directly.

"For example, if I let my brother-in-law take my original position, I believe he is capable enough to do the job, right?"

"." Zhao Dezhi was silent.

If the Zhao family suddenly had two patrol captains working in the Patrol Armor Division, the family's influence in the Houli Street area would indeed be greater.

As Song Changming said, nothing is absolute.

If this is the benefit of remarrying Song Yu, it is indeed worth it for him to give in.

He also believed that Song Changming was now capable of successfully making Zhao Huaiming the chief patrol officer.

"Or in other words, the head of the Zhao family would rather see the Zhao family decline than compromise?" Song Changming continued.

"What do you mean!" Zhao Dezhi frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Since I can let my brother-in-law take the position of patrol chief, I naturally have the ability to make sure that the Zhao family does not have a patrol chief." Song Changming slowly stood up and said.

His expression gradually became cold and inhumane.

"If Master Zhao doesn't believe it, you can give it a try." Zhao Dezhi said nothing.

Based on the relationship between Song Changming and Liang Chuanshan, dismissing him from his post is not just a matter of talk.

Liang Chuanshan himself had no intention of making important use of Zhao Dezhi, so he might even do Song Changming a favor.

When Song Changming walked out of the study, Zhao Dezhi finally saw him off with a smile and walked him out of Zhao's house.

Looking back at the Zhao family plaque on the beam, Zhao Dezhi walked into the house silently and called Zhao Huaiming.

"I agree to what you said." Zhao Dezhi rubbed his forehead and said.

When Zhao Huaiming heard this, he was overjoyed.

"Thank you, father!"

Although he didn't know what Song Changming said to Zhao Dezhi in the study, the result was that Zhao Dezhi compromised and let go of his stubbornness.

"After we set a good date, let's get started."

"Yes, father!"

Soon, the day of official transfer arrived as scheduled.

Song Changming put on the new official uniform issued by the Internal Affairs Office of the General Security Administration, which was a dark green armor with gold edges and gold belts.

It was almost the same as the uniform worn by the patrol chiefs of the former Patrol Armor Division, except that the color was a little darker, and it had a few more gold edges and different patterns.

It was these slight differences that allowed the chief patrol officer to recognize it at a glance without having to ask any further questions.

He was dressed neatly in armor, with a dragon-patterned sword on his back and another official sword hanging around his waist. He arrived at the headquarters early in the morning to complete the appointment process.

Then he came to a side courtyard, which was the base of his patrol team in the headquarters.

The entire headquarters covers an area that is at least larger than the patrol headquarters of three urban areas!

There are many buildings and institutions, such as side courtyards, martial arts training grounds, main hall, general prison, trial hall, various government offices, etc.

The patrol station in the urban area seems to be a castrated version of the general station.

With such a large area, the number of patrol officers and guards inside naturally far exceeds that of the urban patrol department.

At present, there are a total of 17 patrol teams under the General Administration, each with a number of 30 to 50 patrol guards.

The total number of patrol officers has exceeded five hundred.

This is a considerable force. You should know that almost every patrol guard here is a carefully selected martial arts talent, with good strength, qualifications and character.

Song Changming was in charge of the newly expanded 17th patrol team.

There are currently a total of thirty patrol guards in the team, which just meets the number requirements of the General Patrol Team.

When the door was opened, I saw thirty patrol guards sitting cross-legged in silent meditation in a fairly spacious open space.

There is no noise, no laziness or disorder, only solemn silence.

As if they had noticed Song Changming approaching, the thirty patrol guards opened their eyes and looked at Song Changming.

"From today on, I will be your patrol chief." Song Changming smiled faintly, his eyes sweeping over everyone.

Among this group of patrol guards, there are young men who are only a few years older than Song Changming, as well as middle-aged and even somewhat old-looking warriors who have not yet retired.

Overall, the majority of patrol guards are relatively young, in their twenties or thirties, with the number of older people only about five or six.

Upon hearing this, the patrol guards immediately stood up and bowed.

"Meet the Captain!"

The identity badge and official uniform around Song Changming's waist already explained everything, there was no need to say more.

Song Changming noticed that the expressions of the elders remained unchanged and calm, as if they were absolutely obeying the arrangements of their superiors.

The remaining young patrol guards were not so contented. They were all looking at Song Changming, the young patrol chief, in an aggressive manner.

Each of them is considered to be extremely skilled among warriors of the same age. They are young and energetic, and were selected to work in the General Headquarters. Many of them are arrogant.

It was normal to feel dissatisfied with this young patrol captain whom he had never met before.

Song Changming saw what these people were thinking, walked up to the group of people, and said casually: "It's our first meeting. Now I'll give you a chance."

The patrol guards listened quietly.

"The only chance you have to challenge me."

"If any of you defeat me, I will apply to the General Manager to give the position of Patrol Chief to the one who defeats me. How do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the patrol guards changed immediately.

Soon, someone started to ask, "Does the guard really mean what he said?"

“Of course, I also need to understand the strength of my subordinates. If their strength is mediocre, or even worse than the patrol team I led in the Patrol Armor Division, I will ask the General Manager to dismiss them from the team.

How about it, it's fair, right?" Song Changming chuckled.

He believes that some things are best done at the very beginning, by setting the tone and rules for the team first, and then it will be easier to lead the team.

Soon, some of the guards could no longer hold back.

"I'll do it." A young patrolman who looked to be in his twenties with tanned skin walked out first.

He was a big guy, about the same height as Song Changming, and nearly 1.9 meters tall.

Having short hair is considered unconventional in this era.

"Give me your name."

"Captain Wei, my name is Liang Zhaolong."

"If you are ready, just attack directly." Song Changming said to him.

"Then I'm sorry!" Liang Zhaolong's eyes focused, his feet exploded with strength, and he took a step forward and quickly approached Song Changming.

When he got close, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed.

At the same time, Song Changming drew the official sword from his waist and stood in place to practice sword skills with him.

Liang Zhaolong's swordsmanship is indeed quite good, and he has made some progress. A strong sword force has gathered in his body.

This is already a very impressive level among the patrol guards.

But for Song Changming, who already had a perfect set of sword skills, it was naturally easy to control.

For him, this wasn't even a sparring match, it was just a one-sided attack to force the opponent to reach his limit.

From beginning to end, he didn't even move a step, and he was able to hold the beast firmly with just his sword skills.

After dozens of slashes, Liang Zhaolong was becoming more and more frightened.

No matter how he swung his sword, Song Changming easily resolved it.

Like a gentle breeze blowing across the hills, his attack had no effect on the young captain of the guards.

"How could this be?"

His mentality changed from being unable to accept it at first to gradually becoming numb.

He practiced swordplay in the martial arts hall and was considered very good among his peers. However, it was not until he met the younger Song Changming that he realized that his martial arts talent, which he had been so proud of, was just so-so.

"I lost." Liang Zhaolong was very tactful and stopped on his own initiative. Facing Song Changming, he accepted the defeat sincerely.

"Who else wants to try?" Song Changming, holding an official knife in his hand, looked at the other patrol guards.

(End of this chapter)