Zhao Qingsong made a compilation and said with a smile: "What Wei Baihu said is that the lower official only has a small request, which is very simple and has nothing to do with the side, as long as Lord Wei Baihu nods, it's fine!" ”

"Oh? Then let's hear it! ”

Zhao Qingsong took out a small paper scroll from his arms, handed it over, and said: "Lord Baihu, Xiaguan has recently suffered a recurrence of his old back injury, and he is always on an errand here, it is really a bit painful and unbearable. ”

Wei Ying's eyes rolled, and she didn't answer the application handed over by Zhao Qingsong.

The small hall gate of the East Six Officials is a very remote place in the palace, there is no oil and water to be fished in that place, and the night patrol is an extremely tiring and boring work, and the general practice is to pay six days and take one day off.

Although I have more rest time than I do in other places, and I am not too tired, no one wants to go!

This kind of work on night duty in a remote place, even if you can't get oil and water, the most important thing is that you will never see the emperor and the great eunuch Jinmian in this job!

If the little people want to soar, they have to rely on the big people to promote, if they are lucky, the big people just need to say a word lightly, then they will enjoy endless benefits!

How can you be promoted if you can't see a big name in your life?

If you don't get promoted, you can't get oil and water, so a fool can do this job!

It's a fool's job!

So this job is generally in shifts, and after a few days, people will be replaced!

Wei Ying listened to Zhao Qingsong's meaning, she planned to do this job for many years, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, this Zhao Qingsong has always been a human spirit among people, how could he suddenly do such a stupid thing?

When things go wrong, there must be demons, Wei Ying asked very puzzledly: "Xiao Zhao, did you get any faith?" Is there anything going on at the door of the little temple? Why are you suddenly going to take this job? ”

Zhao Qingsong hurriedly bared his teeth and covered his waist, and said with a painful expression: "Lord Baihu...... Where is it, the small hall door is desolate and tight, it is really the old disease that Xia Guan practiced when he was a child has relapsed, the pain is unbearable, he can't stand for a long time, and he doesn't want to go back to the countryside to farm, so he wants to go to the small hall gate to guard the door, one is to take one more day off for this job, and the other is that the night shift can not stand all the time, can sit for a long time, and can recover from a back injury! ”

As he said this, he shook the paper scroll he handed over slightly, revealing the corner of the small gold bar in the paper scroll!

Wei Ying's eyes were shaken by the golden light on the gold bar, and she immediately became excited, reached out and took the paper scroll, took out the small goldfish, and swiped it, estimating that this little goldfish could be exchanged for about a hundred taels of silver, and couldn't help but feel overjoyed!

Wei Ying not only received one hundred and fifty taels of silver from Zhao Qingsong this time, but also completely pulled out the thorn in his eye, a thorn in his flesh, and transferred Zhao Qingsong to a broken place like the small hall gate that no one cared about, killing two birds with one stone, why not?

He first took the little goldfish into his arms, and nodded incessantly: "Yes!" Be! This back injury is not a disease, this hurts...... It hurts to kill someone! You have to meditate and recuperate, and you have to do it right away! ”

Wei Ying quickly opened a slip, stamped the seal, and transferred Zhao Qingsong to the small hall gate to keep vigil!

After writing the note, he handed the note to Zhao Qingsong, patted Zhao Qingsong's shoulder with a smile, and said, "Xiao Zhao! If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me, it's all easy! You first take the slip to the celebrant to register, and then I will go back and say hello in person, this thing will be done!" ”

Zhao Qingsong nodded happily and went with the slip in his hand.

Wei Ying sat on the chair and looked at Zhao Qingsong's back, reached out and touched the golden leaf and the little goldfish in her arms, and was secretly proud in her heart: "You know each other!" After all, it is - the little family sparrow can't fight the old thief, since you kid is enlightened, Lao Tzu will spare your dog's life first, and then go to find your bad luck when you turn around, and extort some silver taels! If you don't eat and wipe your kid clean, count me Wei Ying in vain in the official! ”

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The night is like water, slowly soaking the years.

In the silence of the palace, only the night owl occasionally let out a strange scream.

Zhao Qingsong recalled his difficult but bizarre childhood, remembered the days and nights of practicing martial arts with his master, and thought that he thought he had found a shortcut to become a big official at the beginning, spent a lot of money and a lot of thought, but finally ended up guarding a gate that was rarely visited by people all night long.

He couldn't help but smile wryly.

It's still as the old saying goes.

Heaven and earth are all together, and heroes are not free.

Maybe that's fate.

Everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone.

God doesn't look down on you, so what can I do?

Zhao Qingsong gently touched the spear in his hand, the people around him were always changing, and in the end, only this wordless dead thing was left by his side.

Yes, living things are afraid of loneliness and need companionship.

But in the end, only dead things can not be abandoned.

I have to say that this world is a bit ridiculous!

Zhao Qingsong turned around the inspection area twice, made sure that there was no abnormality, returned to the door of the small hall, and practiced the marksmanship taught by the master, shot by shot.

A set of marksmanship practice is completed, and the moon has passed the middle of the day.

Zhao Qingsong wiped his sweat with his sleeve and let out a long sigh.

The spear is sharp, and the marksmanship is superb, so what's the use?

Heroes are useless after all.

But that's fine, after all, having a sword without a sword and not using a sword are two different things!

It's always good to learn more.

When Zhao Qingsong was standing in a daze, he suddenly heard a whimpering woman's cry!

At this time, it was the second half of the night, in the middle of the night, at the door of this small hall where people were rare, there was a depressed and intermittent voice of a woman crying, not a ghost crying, what could it be?

Zhao Qingsong has always been not afraid of the sky and the earth since his martial arts became a success, but this situation and this scene can't help but make him tremble a little!

The hairs all over the body stood on end uncontrollably!

I have heard other Jinyi guards say that the door of the small hall is haunted by female ghosts, Zhao Qingsong has always listened to it as a joke, but today I heard it with my own ears, and I knew that the rumors were true!

No wonder this small hall door without oil and water, no one can avoid it, the small gate of other places is at least two people on duty, only one person is arranged here, and the guards who patrol the palace are all inspected once an hour, but the patrol team here only comes once a night, it seems that everyone knows that this is boring!

Zhao Qingsong has always been a member of the action team, always running errands outside the government, and it was the first time he entered this guard team, and he hit the jackpot at once!

No wonder two hours ago, the team of guards who came to inspect had strange expressions, and after a glance at this place, they ran away in a panic, and they didn't bring it back when they greeted themselves!

It seems that no matter what you do, there are a lot of ways in it, and novices who have just entered the industry often suffer a big loss because of ignorance and recklessness - planting a big heel!

So, what's next?

Hiding in a corner shivering, trying to hold on until dawn?

Keep praying that the female ghost won't jump out of the red wall and eat herself?

Sitting still is not Zhao Qingsong's style!

What the fuck female ghost? Can you carry a shot of the bright silver spear in Lao Tzu's hand?

Zhao Qingsong settled his mind and listened carefully to the sobbing sound of the female ghost!

After listening to it for a long time, Zhao Qingsong couldn't help sneering, and secretly wondered in his heart: "What the hell is this female ghost?" It's obvious that someone is pretending to be a ghost! If it's a real ghost, you can't cry so really, cry for a while and get tired, take a breath and then continue crying! ”

Zhao Qingsong tiptoed to the sound, walked about ten steps, and came to the outside of the wall of a small courtyard!

This small courtyard is usually only used to put some sundries, and it is uninhabited.

The desolate and desolate cries of depression came from this wall!

Zhao Qingsong put the gun against the wall, climbed to the crack in the roof to take a look, and couldn't help frowning!

It turns out that this roof is an exit from a flue!

Thinking that this so-called 'female ghost' was sobbing at the other end of the flue, and the cry came through the crack in the wall through the flue, and then the people who heard the cry thought that it was haunted!

As soon as he approached the exit of the flue, Zhao Qingsong clearly heard the cry of a sobbing woman coming from the other end of the flue!

Who is crying in the palace in the middle of the night?

Is it an official daughter who has been greatly wronged? Or a concubine who was beaten into the cold palace?

In the palace, there are too many secrets, and many secrets are not allowed to be known by third parties, so try to listen less, ask less, and pay less attention in the palace, otherwise if you are not careful, it will be a sin of not protecting your life!

Since he knew that the crying person was a woman, a living person, and not a female ghost, Zhao Qingsong did not plan to continue to investigate.

Who does she care? What the hell is going on with me?

She cries for herself, I guard my door, and the gangster is good, and everyone is fine, so it's over.

With this thought in his mind, Zhao Qingsong gently fell back to the ground, picked up the spear, turned around and wanted to leave, and walked a few steps, after all, he was a teenager with a big curiosity, and he thought again: "Staying in this broken place, it's boring, and there are no people left and right, why don't you secretly go and see who it is?" Just sneak a few glances, as long as you don't get discovered, what's the matter? ”

For anything else, Zhao Qingsong didn't dare to say, Zhao Qingsong was still very confident in his own skills!

Zhao Qingsong had just seen clearly on the roof, the flue came out of the side room, and the crying 'female ghost' was in the west side room!

He quietly climbed over the courtyard wall next to the courtyard gate and entered the courtyard.

The doors and windows of the west room were closed, and there was not a single ray of light inside.

Zhao Qingsong wet his fingers with spit, quietly poked a hole in the window paper, and stretched out his eyes to look into the house!

Unfortunately, the inside of the house was darker than the outside of the house, and I couldn't see anything at all, only faintly heard bursts of crying!

He thought for a moment, and gently opened the window a foot-wide gap, only to find that a large pile of stools had piled up on the side of the window, covering the front tightly, and he couldn't see what was going on in the room!

Zhao Qingsong was a little helpless, and just about to give up, he saw a fluffy thing rushing towards his face!