blue shirt oath

Chapter 41
At the beginning of the founding of the Song Dynasty, Song General Wang Quanbin asked to attack Dali after he pacified the land of Shu. Song Taizu borrowed lessons from the perennial wars between the Tang Dynasty and Nanzhao that caused the instability of the land of Shu. He not only rejected Wang Quanbin's request, but also used the Dadu River as the boundary. , which defines the border between the two countries.

Since then, the Dali Kingdom sent envoys to the Song Dynasty many times, requesting the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries, but the Song Dynasty did not agree, and the political exchanges between the two countries became blank.

Even today, the Song Dynasty knows little about Dali.

Therefore, Du Qingshan just said that it was the living habits of the Duan family in Dali, and Han Song couldn't help but look sideways.

However, Gu Yi believed in Du Qingshan's words. He knew Du Qingshan well. Since he said that Han Song was wearing Dali Wooden Jade on his little finger, he must be right.

So, Han Song, like Duan Yi'an, is a native of Dali?

Gu Yi faintly felt that the matter was no longer a simple assassination of an official ordered by the court, but a matter related to the stability of the two countries.

With this speculation in mind, everyone present could not help but look suspiciously at the father and daughter on the ground. Gu Ziying put down the pen and paper, and walked over from the table:

"Okay, so it turns out that you are actually Dali's spy hiding in my Song Dynasty. Tell me quickly, what is your purpose in pretending to be Shocuilou to buy and hide in Hangzhou?"

Han Song just remained silent, while Han Yueyue looked at her father in shock, as if she didn't know him anymore.

"Father, are you really a Dali spy?"

There were two lines of clear tears on her cheeks, and she looked at Han Song in disbelief but full of hope, hoping to hear his negative voice.

Han Song looked at his daughter lovingly: "Yueyue, I'm sorry for you." His eyes changed slightly, he looked at Du Qingshan, and admitted, "Yes, I'm from Dali."

"So, you are hiding in Hangzhou just to assassinate Wang Qinruo?"

Du Qingshan found it ironic that a man from Dali actually came to assassinate Wang Qinruo, the traitor of the Song Dynasty?
If Wang Qinruo is dead, what good will it do them?
Hearing this, Gu Yi shook his head: "He didn't intend to assassinate Han Song, but to frame Xiaochen."

Song Guichen looked at Gu Yi in puzzlement.

Gu Yi explained: "Han Song has been in Shocui Tower for more than ten years. Mr. Wang came to Hangzhou not long ago to take up the post. It's just that he happened to be unlucky."

"I'm just unlucky." Song Guichen complained, "I don't even know what's so good about that cockroach, but it caused me so much trouble over and over again."

"Sure enough, you are in your hands!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Han Song struggled violently, glared at Song Guichen, and was held tightly by two officers and soldiers of the punishment department. Han Song said angrily unwillingly:

"Sure enough, Duan Yi'an and Meng Suyu are both covetous, collaborators and traitors, and they actually handed over to you."

This matter was no small matter, and everyone present was horrified for a moment. Gu Yi immediately ordered Han Song and his daughter to be escorted back to the Criminal Division, and decided to report everything to their father before making further plans.

When Han Song was taken away by the Criminal Division, many diners in the Suocui Building saw it, and there was a lot of discussion, wondering what Han Song had done.

Song Guichen followed Du Qingshan downstairs one after the other, Song Guichen suddenly frowned and scratched his head, and called Du Qingshan: "Why do I feel a little weird?"

"What's weird?"

"I can't tell, it seems like something is missing."

Du Qingshan patted her on the head: "Your little head can't hold much, so don't think about it, I will take you to eat meat."

Song Guichen is furious, sister, my actual age is older than you!
Little bastard, it's not nice to speak at all.

"Don't eat, I'm going to practice martial arts with Uncle Wu."

Yesterday, I saw Uncle Wu's disguise technique for Du Qingshan, and today Uncle Wu's disguise technique is used on himself again. Song Guichen has long been impressed by Uncle Wu's low-key but extraordinary skills, and is determined to worship him as his teacher and learn from him. martial arts.

Duan Xiaochen's body is so thin that she is always laughed at by Du Qingshan when she says something powerful.

After exiting the gate of the Shuo Cui Building, the street was full of noisy hawkers, and the bustling crowd was still busy as usual.

Du Qingshan slowed down and waited for Song Guichen, who was lagging behind, but saw her quietly walking towards the two singing father and daughter in the corner of the towering green building.

The old man who sells and sings plays the huqin, and the young woman beside him sings melodious and melodious tunes in a low voice.

Song Guichen stood in front of the two of them for a while, and was about to leave, but was stopped by the old singing singer: "Life is not easy, the guests should give some rewards anyway."

Song Guichen was surprised: "How does the old man know that I am eavesdropping?"

Aren't his father and daughter blind?

The old man kept playing the huqin, but the young woman was still singing.

"When the eyes cannot see for a long time, the ears are more sensitive than ordinary people."

Song Guichen dug into his bosom, only took out a shriveled money bag, poured it out and saw that there were only dozens of pitiful copper coins, without even thinking about it, he threw them all into the incomplete bowl in front of the old man.

Du Qingshan wondered, "Why does the singing girl seem different from the one I saw a few days ago?"

"Why is it different? She is Father Chang's daughter, Second Sister Chang."

"Well, maybe I was wrong when I blinked."

Du Qingshan raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking teasingly at Song Guichen's empty purse.

"Come on, I really can't eat anymore." Coming to Du Qingshan, Song Guichen shook the money bag embroidered with crude patterns, "I'm out of money."

"Tsk, what a tragedy." Du Qingshan mercilessly added insult to injury, "Shuocuilou is the number one restaurant in Hangzhou after all, why treat the cook so harshly, the dignified chief chef, and have only so little private money Oh sorry, there is no private money .”

"Du Qingshan!"

Song Guichen was so angry that his willow eyebrows stood on end, and he slammed into Du Qingshan's body forcefully.

Fortunately, she was small and thin, and Du Qingshan was skilled in martial arts, so she only took a few steps back, then stood still, looked at the expressive girl in her arms with a smile, and teased:

"Even if I saved you last night, you don't have to throw yourself into my arms so actively. I, Du Qingshan, are not that kind of person."

I think you are that kind of person!

Song Guichen gave him a hard look, suddenly thought of something, and said "ah":
"I remembered. On the first night of the birthday banquet, Director Meng told me that after the birthday banquet is over, he will give me a raise in wages."

Du Qingshan also thought of something: "Since Wang Qinruo was assassinated, he hasn't seen Mr. Meng Lou."

"That's right. There was such a big incident in the building, why didn't Director Meng show up?"

"Brother Gu inspected the scene last night and questioned everyone in the building one by one. He must know the whereabouts of the building chief. Let's ask him."

"No." Song Guichen looked serious, "Xiao Yi is gone too. Lou Zhang Meng saved me from Han Song before, and specially asked Xiao Yi to protect me. He must know the details of Han Song, so he was killed by Han Song"

"Don't panic. In this way, the person who brought the criminal justice has just left. I will go to inform Brother Gu. You can go back to the Suocui Tower and look for it. I will come soon."

Song Guichen nodded anxiously, turned his head and ran towards the Shocui Tower.

As for Du Qingshan, looking at the bustling pedestrians, he stepped hard and flew to the room, and flew towards the criminal justice department.

(End of this chapter)