imperial psychologist

Chapter 537 Good News

Sure enough, as soon as he pushed the door, Bo Ling heard the sound of chairs being dragged inside——Ai Songqing walked out immediately
"Where have you been all day?" Ai Songqing's face was full of worry, "Didn't you say that you will meet the young master in the morning? Why have you been there all day?"

"It was true that I went to see the young master in the morning, but then I met someone else."

"How's the talk with Young Master?" Ai Songqing asked hastily.

"It's... very good." Bo Ling replied.

She smelled the aroma of the food in the room, and after walking a few steps inside, she saw the dishes and rice on the table—seeing that Bo Ling hadn't returned, Ai Songqing was really not in the mood to move her chopsticks.

"Very good?" Ai Songqing was a little puzzled, her eyes were slightly lowered, and her eyes were even more worried, "I heard some news today, Bo Ling."

"Ah."

"They don't plan to send you to learn piano and dance anymore. At the end of the month, they will..." Ai Songqing didn't know how to say it. These words made her feel hard to say. After a moment of silence, she looked at Bo Ling, "Did you know this news?"

"Understood." Bo Ling nodded, "The boss of Lan Zihao told me personally today."

"Lan Zhijun?" Ai Songqing was taken aback, "Is it Lan Zhijun?"

"Well, Song Qing also knows."

"I also heard people talking about it today, saying that Lan Zhijun rarely came to the Golden Pavilion today, and the whole Lanzihao was boiling..." Ai Songqing said softly, and she looked at Boling, "So you already know It's..."

"Yes," Bo Ling replied softly, "he told me the last time he saw Zeng Jiuyan."

"Then did you discuss a solution today?" Ai Songqing squeezed Bai Ling's hand, "When you take the stage at the end of the month, will the young master make a bid for you?"

"……He will not."

"Could it be that the young master can't afford that price?"

"It's not about the money..." Bai Ling thought about it, "Even if he barely pays to keep me on the first night, after that, he won't let the young master move his entire family into the Lanzihao, right? .”

Ai Songqing looked anxiously, "Then what are you going to do?"

Bo Ling scratched his head, "...It's still more than half a month away, what's the rush."

"Why are you not in a hurry?" Ai Songqing looked at Bo Ling's incomprehensible look, and his heart became more and more anxious, "They have appointed me a piano master today, and I should be safe for the next year and a half... Fortunately I asked one more question why they didn't bring you with me, and they told me about your upcoming appearance at the end of the month, otherwise I wouldn't know until now..."

Ai Songqing frowned, "I know that you, Bo Ling, have always had your own ideas in mind, but you don't need to go elsewhere here, if you don't take a good step...you will fall into the abyss."

Bai Ling sighed with a smile, of course it was impossible for her to reveal Wei Ying's existence - but with such a treacherous old master by her side, Bai Ling did not have much fear of the so-called appearance.Even if the worst happens, she's not completely out of cards.

"I understand, I understand." Bo Ling patted Ai Songqing's shoulder, "I also need a little time to figure out a solution, but I said don't worry, eat and eat."

The two sat down at the table, Ai Songqing was still a little depressed, "How could this happen? There is really no good news today..."

Bo Ling glanced at her, "Any other news?"

"I also heard from their apprentices in Lefang today," Ai Songqing lowered his voice, "At the beginning of last month, didn't the emperor make a northern tour, and for some reason, when he was still a hundred miles away from Jiangzhou City, Encountered a bandit."

The chopsticks in Bo Ling's hand didn't stop, "How fierce is it?"

"Someone in Lefang escaped from those thugs. These thieves called themselves the Qingpao Army. During the famine a few years ago, they occupied the mountains and became kings. They often went to the nearby villages to raid. They did all kinds of evil, and even...cannibalized .”

Bai Ling's breathing froze for a moment.

She has been staying in Pingjing all the time, and she really rarely has the real feeling that there is a war outside.

There is no instant messaging, no pictures, no crying... The people in Wangcheng had only heard about the flames of war in the north from the mouths of the refugees who moved south.

"The Qingpao Army called women and children two-legged sheep because the meat was better than men, comparable to mutton. They said that there were mortars as big as houses and pounding as thick as pillars in the Qingpao Army's village," said Ai. Song Qing gestured, "When they killed people, they threw the corpses in and smashed them into minced meat—"

Bo Ling swallowed the soup in his mouth with difficulty.

Ai Songqing looked at the vegetable and meatball soup on the table, suddenly frowned, and also felt sick.

"The emperor's team met the Qingpao Army, and then what?" Bo Ling continued the above question and turned the topic back around.

"I don't know yet," Ai Songqing shook his head and said, "They also heard from the guests that a merchant was captured by a small team of the Qingpao Army at that time, but when he turned back, he happened to meet Master Wang, and he managed to save his life... ..."

"Isn't this good news?" Bai Ling said with a smile.

"But they said that when they left, the emperor personally led the troops to the old lair of the Qingpao Army." Ai Songqing lowered his voice, "If he said yes, he only brought less than 500 people. It must be a hard battle."

"That is also a crushing trend."

"Crush?" Ai Songqing suspected that he had heard it wrong, "But that is the lair of the Qingpao Army, at least a few thousand people—"

"Have Song Qing ever seen firecrackers and cannons?"

Ai Songqing was stunned for a moment, "... I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it."

"Don't worry, if what those guests said is true—they did meet the emperor and the emperor brought his own soldiers to suppress the bandits, then the good news will spread to Beijing in a few days." Bo Ling said firmly, "I promise you."

"...Is Bo Ling so sure?"

"That's right." Bai Ling said softly, "Now even the soldiers in the northern border don't have any firearms in their hands, let alone those bandits who occupy the mountains as kings. This is the way of fighting in two eras, with swords and spears How could it be better than gunpowder?"

Ai Songqing listened suspiciously.

"Just wait." Bai Ling said with a smile.

……

In fact, the good news spread faster than Berlin imagined.

On the night of the second day, the city gate remained open until midnight. Zhang Shouzhong personally led troops to guard the north gate. He looked far away from the city tower, with anticipation and anxiety in his eyes.

According to reports, the team escorting the leader of the youth bandit will be sent tonight. At that time, these criminals who murdered their compatriots will be handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for trial and conviction.

When it was almost midnight, the flying dust of the horse team finally rose in the distance, and after a while, dozens of prison cars with Jiangzhou Mansion printed appeared faintly at the end of the road.

At the front of the team, the young delivery officer rode his horse and whipped his whip, and galloped towards the royal city.

(End of this chapter)