Zhao Qingsong walked out of the west side room, slowly paced back to the door of the small hall, walked a few steps, and a strange thought vaguely rose in his heart: "Perhaps, if I leave Jinyiwei and leave Ouchi, I can also leave with Princess Fulong?" ”

As soon as this thought rose, Zhao Qingsong felt a shock all over his body, no matter how easy it was to take someone out of the palace, if this act alone was discovered, it would be a big crime of raiding the family and exterminating the clan!

He thought about it for a while, and felt that it was no big deal, and thought in his heart: "Princess Fulong is a lonely princess who has been forgotten by the world, I am afraid that today's saint does not know that there is such a cousin of his in the palace, if he knows, what will he do with Princess Fulong?" Expelled from the palace? Order the eunuch to kill? Or is it a direct decree to give marriage? ”

Zhao Qingsong has been in the palace for several years, although he has never seen the face of Emperor Chenghua, but he has heard a lot, it is said that this Emperor Chenghua always loves to frown and have a sad face, and he speaks stumblingly, he is a person who stutters very badly, but he is extremely generous and benevolent in doing things, not only restoring the name of Zhu Qiyu Jingtai of Daizong, but also rehabilitating Yu Qian, the secretary of the Ministry of War!

Daizong Zhu Qiyu abolished the crown prince of the current emperor back then, and the current emperor not only did not hold grudges, but restored Zhu Qiyu's year name, and acted so generously, if he found Zhu Qiyu's daughter, he would not be killed, he should give marriage directly and find a rich son in Beijing to marry!

However, the existence of Princess Fulong involves too many entanglements of interests, even if she marries, she can't get out of the whirlpool of power after all, and the end will definitely not be good!

Zhao Qingsong has seen the tragic end of too many people who have lost in the power struggle!

He thought about it for a long time, and suddenly thought again: "I took Zhu Miaoying out of the palace, what am I to her?" Is it her best friend? Zhu Miaoying thinks like this, it is understandable, if I think the same way, wouldn't it be too naïve? Besides, will she say yes? ”

Zhao Qingsong returned to the door of the small hall and looked at the bright moon hanging in the black sky.

How many desolate years have passed, and the bright moon still shines on the ground as it did a long time ago.

He didn't practice marksmanship, put the bright silver spear on the red wall, pulled out the embroidered spring knife, and slowly used the knife technique!

The master mainly taught him marksmanship, but the common weapons such as swords and sticks in martial arts, the master saw that he learned quickly and well, and he also taught him another skill!

Marksmanship is completely different from knife technique, but its rationale is the same, and it is the way of his faction!

After the knife technique was finished and the knife was returned to the sheath, Zhao Qingsong let out a long breath.

In the city of Beijing in early autumn, it is already a little chilly.

It's August 15 in a few days, it's a big day, what to do, you should make a decision as soon as possible!

Zhao Qingsong picked up the spear, a python out of the hole and turned six out of Qishan, stabbed the spear out of six spear flowers, and then turned around and moved the spear, making a 'buzzing' sound!

As the sound became louder and louder, and the sound became denser and denser, Zhao Qingsong had already flipped the spear up and down, like a living dragon!

After finishing a set of spear marksmanship, Zhao Qingsong was already slightly panting.

He put the spear aside, sat on the threshold on the side, and another thought popped up in his heart: "Why did I have the idea of taking Zhu Miaoying away?" Why? ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Qingsong flashed an extremely bold idea in his heart that he had never thought of: "Could it be that I like her?!" ”

As soon as this idea came out, Zhao Qingsong broke out in a cold sweat!

He stood up a little flustered, paced back and forth a few times impatiently, and felt that he was thinking nonsense, and said secretly: "How is it possible? This idea is pure nonsense! If you want to say that I pity Zhu Miaoying's life experience, that's right, if you want to say that I like her, then where to start? ”

Zhao Qingsong recalled all kinds of experiences when he was a child, he was so similar to her, he lost his mother when he was young, and he was also very distant from his father, whenever he saw Zhu Miaoying's tearful and lonely demeanor, he couldn't help but recall the self when he was a child!

Zhu Miaoying may be three points better than him in some aspects, at least Zhu Miaoying still has a relic left by her mother for her to mourn, and she has nothing!

I don't even have the slightest impression of my mother, because my mother died when she gave birth to him!

He couldn't even hear about his mother from other people's descriptions, because others contemptuously called his dead mother a witch.

"It should just be a pity for her." Zhao Qingsong couldn't help but think: "No! Wrong! I'm not pitying Zhu Miaoying, I'm just pitying myself when I was a child! ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel that his whole body was a little relaxed, as if liking Zhu Miaoying was a great burden!

Of course, he himself did not realize this.

Zhao Qing turned around a few more times, laughed lightly, and said secretly: "I really think too much, the moonlight is bright at night, and the light in the west room is dim, I haven't even seen what Zhu Miaoying looks like, whether she is beautiful or ugly, fat or thin, white or black, what do you like or dislike?" Take her out of the palace or not, let's talk about it later. ”

A lonely night soon passed in Zhao Qingsong's inexplicable entanglement.

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A man should be a sharp long knife, whether the blade is stained with blood or covered with old rust, as long as the blade is gently shaken, it is still as bright as new, and the iron is as mud as mud!

- Zhao Qingsong

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When the sky was bright, Zhao Qingsong took over the shift, and after eating, he went back to the Jinyi Guard and slept until the evening.

Zhao Qingsong got up and took a shower, ate dinner, put on civilian clothes, and walked around the Dashilar overpass.

Thinking of his best friend Zhu Miaoying, he inexplicably felt warm in his heart.

In the deceitful palace, it is like a dream to have a friend who is so simple that it is a little stupid!

And this good friend is still a princess, although she is a princess who is down-and-out to the extreme, but no matter how down, she is still a princess!

According to the rules, ordinary people like him dare to have a relationship with the emperor's relatives and relatives, this is arrogance!

According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, the crime of trespassing is to kill the head and rob the house!

However, Zhao Qingsong didn't care, firstly, according to the current situation in the palace, no one else would know about this matter for the time being, and secondly, he was confident that this matter would no longer exist before others knew!

Because he has made up his mind to leave the land of right and wrong!

Zhao Qingsong carefully selected a few dim sum and cooked food, considering that Zhu Miaoying's meal volume seemed to be larger than him, he asked for three servings!

Wrapped the delicious food in oil paper, made a package, and carried it on his shoulder, Zhao Qingsong went back to the Jinyi Guard and changed into an official uniform, carried an embroidered spring knife, took a bright silver gun, and saw that the time was almost up, so he went straight to the patrol team to take over at the gate of the small hall.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the palace, he bumped into Wei Ying who was leading a large group of people in the aisle.

The brocade guards hurriedly stepped aside to make way for Wei Ying, the leader of the hundred households!

Wei Ying walked to the side of the team and stood still, squinting at the Jinyi Guard team.

Everyone didn't dare to look directly, and they all bowed their heads to listen to the instructions.

Wei Ying glanced at the Jinyi guard team three times with satisfaction, and said: "Daochang Jia invited the god of Fu for Concubine Wan a few days ago, His Majesty has an order, saying that Daochang Jia will do a great ritual in the imperial garden, and on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, please ask the god of Fu to increase the blessing and longevity of Concubine Wan, and now I have to work overtime to build a big stage and a big god stage in the imperial garden, and it must be completed within three days, from today onwards, the palace guards and the relevant people who rotate in unimportant places will all be reduced, and follow me to the imperial garden every day on duty, you-you-you ......"

Wei Ying poked her fingers, one by one, and finally called his name unexpectedly to Zhao Qingsong!

Zhao Qingsong couldn't help but feel very depressed, and secretly wondered how to find an excuse to go to the small hall gate, at least put the delicious food and drink in the west side room first.

It's a pity that although Zhao Qingsong is extremely smart, he racked his brains and didn't think of a perfect excuse, so he could only helplessly line up in the team behind Wei Ying, and followed Wei Ying straight to the imperial garden in the north.

"Alas, Zhu Miaoying, Zhu Miaoying, it's not that I don't keep the agreement, I really can't help it, you can only be hungry tonight." Zhao Qingsong sighed helplessly in his heart.

When they arrived at the Imperial Garden, the brocade guards first put their spears and burdens in the lounge, and then they were arranged by Wei Ying one by one.

Zhao Qingsong was arranged to guard the entry and exit personnel at the north gate of the Imperial Garden.

At this time, the sky has been completely dark, and the always quiet Imperial Garden is lively like a vegetable market at this time, with lamp balls and torches, bright pine trees, and the entire Imperial Garden is reflected as if it were day!

Zhao Qingsong didn't dare to be careless, his eyes widened to observe the construction workers' every move, one in and one out, after looking at it for a long time, he found that this group of construction workers seemed to be a little strange!

If you want to say what kind of strange method it is, he can't say it, but he thinks that this group of people are all tall and strong, with big shoulders and round waists, not like people who have been doing hard labor for many years!

The people who do dirty work and are tired often have no clothes, no food, wind and sun and rain, all of them are skinny, dry, and their complexions are all black and black!

And none of these people are thin and black, all of them are big bronze muscles, not like ordinary people who do coolies, but like a group of green forest heroes with knives and guns!

What caught Zhao Qingsong's attention the most was the tall and strong Taoist priest who took the lead, and I heard others say that this person was Daoist Jia who was regarded as a person among the immortals by His Majesty and Concubine Wan!

Zhao Qingsong secretly observed this Jia Dao Chang for a long time, and he had already realized that this person was definitely not a fairy-like Taoist priest, but a great master with a knife!

Because this person is agile, light and tight, fast and coordinated, like a cheetah hunting!

Moreover, his right arm is obviously three points thicker than his left arm, and the calluses on the palm of his right hand and the tiger's mouth are extremely thick, and every time he waves his right arm, he will reveal a strong sense of strength and fierce killing intent!

Judging from the angle and speed of his right arm, this person's right hand is extremely good at chopping ~ horse ~ knife, ghost head knife, nine-ring knife and other heavy knife techniques, and he is taking the road of being strong and heavy, breaking the law with force!