Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 403 Information Secretary
Scholars have a lot of gossip, and they talked a lot with high spirits. Hou Fangyu even compared the two famous female spies, Xi Shi and Diao Chan, to Li Xiangjun. However, after hearing so much, Li Xiangjun just remained silent.

"I, I will come to you next time..."

In the end, Hou Fangyu's thick skin couldn't hold it anymore, he stuttered and dropped a sentence, put his hands into his sleeves again, turned around and left the alley like a country bumpkin entering the city, and stood there for a long time, the burden was directly taken by Li Xiangjun Throwing it away, and then walked out slowly, just arrived at the entrance of the alley, and there was a huff, but there were more than 20 soldiers with sticks and folded stools gathered in all directions. The soft armor allowed her bulging chest to protrude two huge hillocks, and she was pinching her waist angrily at the moment.

"Why let that bastard go!"

Full of suspicion, Xiaojiao glared at Li Xiangjun rather annoyed and snorted: "Your old love will not recur, let him go?"

Today is completely a trick set up by a few women, who come to slander their men over and over again?Is it okay?This time, Li Xiangjun was used as bait, and he was catching Hou Fangyu, a scumbag. If this fellow dared to agree to take Li Xiangjun away, he would be taken down immediately after leaving the alley. Kidnapping women is not a misdemeanor these days, and it is even more against ethics. If this was caught, Hou Fangyu's reputation would be ruined, not to mention his fame.

Unfortunately, they were not caught.

Hearing Xiaojiali's questioning, Li Xiangjun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed nervously.

"Me and him? Old love? Hahahaha..."

Tears came out of really laughing, rubbing her stomach and laughing, but in the surprise of Xiaojiali, Li Xiangjun's flamboyant face was full of contempt at some point, and finally turned completely cold, sneering, she said to Little Pepper arched his hands.

"Sister, that bastard didn't want to take me away at all, and he didn't have the guts. He wanted me to stay by the master's side and act as a wife, but sister, this is just an opportunity. If there are those idiots who are not successful enough to fail, there will be more What kind of action, the slave family can know in advance from that bastard surnamed Hou, and give our Song family a good warning! What do you think, sister?"

There are many intrigues around Little Pepper growing up. Based on her experience, Li Xiangjun's hatred can never be faked. What she said is really reasonable. Depression immediately filled Xiaojiali's delicate cheeks. He raised his cheek with one hand.

It was hard enough for her to take the initiative to push Dong Xiaowan to Song Qingshu's side. Since she wanted to be a spy, she naturally wanted to follow Song Qingshu.

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However, the women are intriguing. After all, it is internal, and external must be united. In the evening, Li Xiangjun still appeared in Song Qingshu's study.

After all, what Song Qingshu showed in the past few days was not lust, but cruelty and cold-bloodedness. Seeing him sitting behind the desk with a stern face, wringing his hands, Li Xiangjun's little heart was really pounding, and he didn't know How would Song Qingshu treat her?

"Jiaojiao said, you want to be the eyes of this handsome man, and find out what's going on at Donglin Fushe?"

"Yes, I was born as a master's man, and died as a master's ghost. Naturally, I want to serve my master, even if I die!"

It's really like a college student coming out of the future, with his head lowered, Li Xiangjun assured him nervously, who knew that Song Qingshu suddenly smiled strangely and snapped his fingers easily.

"Very good, from today onwards, you will be my intelligence secretary! Come on, move a desk for Secretary Li!"

Before Li Xiangjun's buttocks warmed up, there was a thud, and a thick pile of copywriting was slapped on her desk again, followed by a fine brush, and the inkstone was slowly drawn, Song Qingshu easily patted the ashes on his hands, said with a smile.

"Here is the information and knowledge sent by the company this month. As the intelligence secretary of this commander, your task is to sort them out and choose the main ones to tell this commander. Alright, let's get to work!"

A solitary lamp swayed gently with the wind, and it was already midnight in the blink of an eye. There was a bed in the study room, comfortably covered with a small quilt, and Song Qingshu was lying on it and fell asleep soundly, the snot bubbles from his sleep came out. On the other side, both eye circles were reddened. Li Xiangjun managed to finish flipping through a stack of daily newspapers again, and recorded the useful content. Then his little hands became sore, and he threw the recorder aside, and then angrily spoke to Song Qingshu who was sleeping soundly. He gestured a white and tender middle finger.

At the beginning, she was worried whether this unscrupulous boss could make her unspoken rules as soon as he came up. As Song Qingshu's maid, she still couldn't refuse. From this point of view, she, Li Xiangjun, was definitely thinking too much, and this guy completely regarded her as an IT migrant worker. Yes, for the first time, Li Xiangjun had incomparable doubts about his appearance.

"No wonder those literati scolded you Song Bopi, it's true!"

I was so exhausted that I finished writing the next volume, watching Song Qingshu sleep more soundly, gnashing his teeth, Li Xiangjun suddenly picked up the pen, and tiptoed to the edge of the bed...

Song Qingshu was still snoring, and as he breathed, the character Wang on his forehead trembled, and the six-legged beard painted on both sides of his mouth also trembled, looking at Song Huo, covering his mouth Smiling, Li Xiangjun stretched out her hand to open the next data book, but immediately, seeing the dog-like font on it, her little face became bitter again.

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The protests of scholars and workers' riots had a far-reaching impact on the whole of Nanzhili. However, the matter did not end with the end of Nanzhili. The main battlefield of the decisive battle will always be the real political center, the capital!
It was another big court day, and the sacred Qianqing Palace was full of majesty. In the alchemy hall, with the misty mist of Long Yanxiang, Emperor Chongzhen majesticly stepped onto the dragon chair, and immediately the magnificent group of officials bowed down three times.

"If you have something to play early, if you have nothing to do, retreat!"

The world has been peaceful recently. Except for the disasters reported from various places as usual, the war has stopped anyway. Even the voice of the eunuch in the upper court seems to be a little more relaxed. Xue Guoguan, a scholar of the first auxiliary university, is a new student in the cabinet and a minister of the Ministry of war. Yang Sichang also had a more cheerful expression on his face than usual.

According to the usual practice, Xue Guoguan, a scholar of the First Assistant University, was the first to stand up, holding the yellow card from the cabinet last night, and wanted to report some domestic trivial matters. Who knew that at this juncture, a loud shout came from behind.

"Chen, there is a book to play!"

This obviously broke the rules, no matter Xue Guoguan, Wu Zongda, or Yang Sichang, all of them obviously frowned in displeasure, but looking back, they had to rest depressed again, the one who spoke was the speaker, and he was always arrogant Gong Dingzi is in the middle of the unruly military science.

Don't look at the officials of the sixth and seventh ranks, they are really going to bite, and there are quite a few senior officials of the first and second ranks who kill them. Even if you are a scholar of the first auxiliary university, you are generally unwilling to have the same knowledge as these guys, let alone Gong Dingzi. He was quite famous in Jiangnan, and Xue Guoguan was notoriously mediocre, so he simply stepped aside and let him talk first.

"allow!"

Emperor Chongzhen was also quite surprised by this breaking of the rules, and immediately spit out a word, Gong Dingzi immediately knelt on the ground excitedly.

"My minister impeached Song Qingshu, the commander-in-chief of the Huaihe River and the Huaihe River! This man is a thief! Thanks to His Majesty's grace, he selected a high position, but he didn't know how to repay the favor, and was loyal to the court. Instead, he was domineering, extorting money, and hoarding money. Today, half of the property in Suzhou was taken by him. , Yingtian, Songjiang, and Changzhou have plundered countless civilian properties and fields, and the people have suffered for a long time!"

"Last month, Zhang Pu brothers, Hou Fangyu, Chen Zilong, Huang Zongxi and other famous Confucian scholars from Songjiang went to Nanban to protest, exposing the atrocities committed by the bandits in the Song Dynasty. People are injured, Sven will be swept away!"

"Your Majesty, if this thief is not eliminated, there will be no peace in the country, and the sky will not be clear!"

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

Song Qingshu counted as one of Yang Sichang's people. Hearing this, Yang Sichang wanted to stand up and defend himself. However, seeing Emperor Chongzhen's sudden raised eyebrows, he retracted his foot again. This action showed that the emperor was a little tempted.

Although the plan to spread the net on four or six corners and ten sides is considered a success, and the peasant armies from all walks of life have almost been captured by a net, recruiting for security, and exterminating for extermination, but now is not a good time to kill donkeys, Zhang Xianzhong, Luo Rucai and others There are several tens of thousands of soldiers who are unwilling to disband. The governor of Lianghuai can be regarded as a benchmark set up by the imperial court to recruit security. Now that he is moved, who knows if there will be a relapse?

And Song Qingshu is not so active, if he is moved, 20 taels of silver per year, 20 dans of grain will be good-bye, and Yang Sichang has also heard that Song Qingshu is already deeply rooted in Lianghuai in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. , the water transportation that the imperial court relied on for survival had to be cut off.

It's a pity that if the emperor's heart is moved, he has to shut up, and Yang Sichang's biggest characteristic will never disagree with the emperor.

Seeing that no one objected, Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help smiling and looking around.

"Masters, what are you waiting for?"

(End of this chapter)