Nanqiang waited for Song Qingyu to go out, and Huaiqing turned his gaze to look at Nanqiang: "What kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?" ”

Nanqiang took a bite of the cake: "His secret spy department won't let me get better, and he won't want to be better!" And Wen Yuansheng bullied me in court last time, and I haven't settled accounts with him yet! ”

Huaiqing leaned his head over: "Just for this little sesame thing?" Did you already have an idea? directed and acted like this, instigating Song Qingyu to report to the official, you are really a fox. ”

Nanqiang only felt itching in his ears, Nanqiang turned his head sideways, and just touched the tip of Huaiqing's nose.

The two looked at each other, and Nanqiang swallowed the cake in his mouth.

Nanqiang Mune: "Why do you stinky Taoist talk so much." ”

Nanqiang put down the cake and walked into the house, Huaiqing sighed and poured a cup of tea.

At noon, Song Qingyu walked to Jing Zhaoyin on the street with the little maids up and down the house, and beat the drum.

Wen Yuansheng heard the arrest express that the son of the Song family in Lanxi came to report that he had encountered an assassin in the mansion last night, and Wen Yuansheng glanced at his master.

Song Qingyu reported that she had encountered an assassin and almost died at the hands of the assassin.

Wen Yuansheng looked at the evidence handed over by Song Qingyu, and his face turned pale.

Wen Yuansheng sent Song Qingyu back to his house, and sent two catchers back to the courtyard with Song Qingyu.

At night, before Song Qingyu undressed and fell asleep, something suddenly flew in outside the window and cut off the wick of the candle.

Nanqiang heard Song Qingyu's exclamation in Fangliang, blew the dart in his hand, and disappeared in a flash.

Catching quickly outside the door, the little guy heard the movement and rushed in immediately.

Song Qingyu sat paralyzed on the soft couch, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Here we go again!" Song Qingyu looked at the dart, and the sweat on her back soaked through her clothes at some point.

On the second day, Song Qingyu went to find Nanqiang, and pounced early in the morning, Song Qingyu pulled his legs and ran out of Jingzhao Yin's Mansion under Bai Zhi's hint.

Song Qingyu arrived at Fu Yin with the front foot, and Song Qingluan, the princess of Nanhuai, arrived with the back foot.

Song Qingyu looked at the person in front of her and was stunned for a while: "This report is also going to come first and come first." ”

Song Qingluan stepped forward and pulled Song Qingyu: "You stupid boy, I'm your sister." ”

Song Qingyu glanced at Song Qingluan, although the woman in front of her was still charming, she was also forty or fifty years old, and he had not yet reached the crown, so it was not an exaggeration for outsiders to say that she was his mother in their eyes.

"When you came to Kyoto, my uncle wrote to me and said that if I were still in Kyoto, I would take care of you." Song Qingluan's voice was light.

But he also said that if there was nothing to do, Song Qingyu would never come to visit and cause chaos to the Nanhuai Palace.

"Lord Wen, yesterday Qingyu came to report to the official, saying that it was a thief to assassinate, precisely because the adult didn't take this matter to heart, but only assigned two catchers to go quickly, and Qingyu was almost killed by thieves last night. Do you want to prevaricate this matter today? ”

"The lower officials don't dare, it's just that this matter is so extensive that it is no longer under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Mansion. Yesterday, when Song Gongzi came to report the case and put the evidence on it, the lower officials had already handed over the evidence to the secret spy department for thorough investigation. ”

"The Secret Agent?" Song Qingluan glanced at Song Qingyu.

"Why do you want to hand it over to the secret agent department for thorough investigation?"

"My court's secret spy department is set up to thoroughly investigate and rebel, supervise hundreds of officials, and the matters investigated are also very important, but they are secrets of the imperial court, and the lower officials don't know the reason why Song Gongzi was assassinated for a while."

Song Qingyu looked at Song Qingluan in a panic: "No, I didn't do anything against the law." ”

Song Qingluan looked at Wen Yuansheng: "Since it is a confidential matter, the adults have nothing to say, but the safety of Qingyu, the adults will not ignore it, right?" My Song family has always been favored by His Majesty, Qingyu is the bloodline of my Song family, if he has three longs and two shorts, and Lord Wen neglects his official duties, he can't get out of it! ”

Song Qingluan was slightly older than Wen Yuansheng, his face was not less majestic and domineering, Wen Yuansheng sat in the public hall and wiped the sweat from his palms.

"Song Gongzi is safe, this official will definitely protect him, and when he will let the official escort Song Gongzi back to his house, he will definitely send additional people to inspect Song Gongzi's mansion until the thief is caught."

When the words fell, the arrest outside the door came to report: "My lord, Lord Yan of the Secret Spy Department wants Song Gongzi to go to the Secret Spy Department for questioning." ”

Song Qingyu trembled, Song Qingluan pressed the palm of Song Qingyu's hand: "Go, I'll wait for you outside the secret spy department's mansion, if the secret spy department dares to deliberately embarrass you, I will definitely play Your Majesty and get justice for you." ”

Wen Yuansheng's face was ugly, and when Song Qingluan's sister and brother stepped out, the master looked at Wen Yuansheng: "My lord." ”

"Send more people to surround the mansion where Song Qingyu lives, and it's best not to let a fly fly in."

Wen Yuansheng's voice was as cold as frost, and the master nodded: "Hey, let's do it for the little one." ”

In the secret spy department, Song Qingyu sat in the lobby of the secret spy department.

Yan Song put a cup of tea on Song Qingyu, but Song Qingyu didn't dare to touch it for a while.

Song Qingyu looked at Yan Song in front of him, his face was thin, his cheekbones were prominent, his face was full of scum, his eyes were slightly protruding, and he was vicious.

Yan Song threw the dart on the table in front of Song Qingyu: "This is what the thief left when he assassinated you?" ”

Yan Song sat on the table, condescending, Song Qingyu nodded: "Yes......"

"Do you know what this thing is?"

"Darts." Song Qingyu looked at Yan Song, and trembled: "Isn't it a dart?" ”

Yan Song picked up the dart and pointed out the pattern in the dart to Song Qingyu: "This is the dart of Baiteng Pavilion, let's say, how did you provoke the people of Baiteng Pavilion." ”

Song Qingyu was confused, and her face was full of suspicion: "Baiteng Pavilion? Isn't Baiteng Pavilion a place to eat vegetarian food? I've been there once and think the vegetarian food there is quite delicious, but compared to the vegetarian food in our temple in Xiling Mountain, the taste is still slightly inferior. ”

Yan Song's eyes were sharp: "Who ate with you?!" ”

Song Qingyu's voice trembled: "But Bai Teng Pavilion, I know his vegetarian dishes." ”

Yan Song's eyes tightened: "Don't think that you are the bloodline of the Western Song family, you feel that you have something to rely on, you have entered the secret spy department, and if you commit a crime, no one can go out with all your beards and tails." ”

Song Qingyu trembled like a sieve, and Yan Song looked at Song Qingyu: "Say it quickly, Baiteng Pavilion didn't send anyone to assassinate you." ”

Song Qingyu gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, Yan Song was close at hand.

"I really don't know, I didn't even know that this dart was a Hundred Teng Pavilion thing! Your secret spy department wants to turn a big thing into a small matter, so you will intimidate this son, this son told you that there is no way, my sister Princess Nanhuai is waiting for this son outside the house, if you dare to touch a cold hair of my son, my father and my mother, my uncle, brothers and sisters will definitely punish you, you will be punished! ”

I have always heard that the children of the Western Song family are all very good and have great abilities, but Yan Song doesn't look at Song Qingyu like it.

When did the Lanxi Song family also raise a nest of children.

Yan Song got up, and Song Qingyu gasped: "I, I've killed people." But it's not the ...... I want to kill."

Song Qingyu looked at Yan Song's expression, and her heart and eyes were about to rise to her throat.

"Killed?" Yan Song squinted his eyes.

Song Qingyu gritted her teeth and stomped her feet: "It's not what I want to kill, it's Xu Junzhi who wants me to kill!" ”