""Sun Tzu's Art of War" says: There are five times of use, there is a cause, there is an inside, there is an opposite, there is a death, and there is a life. In my opinion, the highest state of use is that even the spies themselves are not aware of it. I am a spy." Yu Wanting stood with his hands behind his back, without any expression on his face, "Women are most likely to act emotionally, no matter how good Luo Bing's acting skills are, it is inevitable that some flaws will be exposed. Song Qingshu is not a fool, if he sees it What, all our efforts are in vain, so I can't put the treasure on Luo Bing."
A look of confusion flashed across Wen Tailai's face: "Don't talk about Luo Bing, when the Manchu officers and soldiers broke in, I really thought that Hongli was going to kill people to silence... But in this way, will it be too unfair to Luo Bing? gone."
"Those who make big things don't care about small things." Yu Wanting looked back at Wen Tailai, "I'm actually protecting Luo Bing by doing this. She doesn't know that she has become a spy, so naturally she won't behave abnormally, and her safety has been given the utmost care." Assure."
Hearing what he said, Wen Tailai finally felt better, suddenly realized something, and asked quickly: "Even Luo Bing doesn't know that she is a spy, so how can she use beauty tricks?"
"There is no need for her to take the initiative. As the saying goes, those who are obsessed with the authorities are clear to the onlookers. I know Luo Bing's temperament better than you. Her next actions are all within my expectations. Naturally, we will complete our plan unintentionally." Yu Wanting no longer As he spoke, an inscrutable smile appeared on his face.
Wen Tailai suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and the old helmsman in front of him seemed a little unfamiliar.
"Hai Lanbi and Debu?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, he had just heard these two names in Zhang Zhaozhong's residence, although their martial arts were not as good as Zhang Zhaozhong's, they could barely be considered a master of the same level.
Late makes changes. Song Qingshu was worried that if the delay was too long, more and more masters and officers and soldiers would rush over from Prince Bao's Mansion, and decided to make a quick decision.
Hai Lanbi and Debu only felt a blur in front of their eyes, Song Qingshu had already stepped forward, raised his palms hastily to greet him, but in vain, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, and blood gushed out of his mouth It fell back, crushing the officers and soldiers into a large area.
Song Qingshu used ghostly body skills to win the first blow, and then lured the two of them to open their doors with false moves. In order not to expose the martial arts skills, Song Qingshu finally used an ordinary Taizu Long Fist to hug Luo Bing while the officers and soldiers were in chaos. Liu Yao, after a few vertical leaps, disappeared at the end of the long street.
"Let's go." Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Yu Wanting turned around and took Wen Tailai away.
"This little thief is really good at martial arts." Thinking of his wife being held in his arms, even though Wen Tailai knew it was just a trick, he still felt very uncomfortable.
"Fortunately, old rudder master, you have a clever plan, otherwise we have no chance of winning if we use force to solve the problem." Wu Zhuge Xu Tianhong said.
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In the inn, Shenlong taught everyone.
"Brother, do you think we can really keep Song Qingshu behind with the strength of the few of us?" Seeing Song Qingshu's ghostly movement, Fat Toutuo suddenly felt cold sweat.
Thin Toutuo's face was livid, and he obviously regretted the previous judge's judgment. Only Su Quan was still smiling like a flower, but he already had other ideas in his heart.
Yelu Nanxian on the other side also covered his mouth and whispered: "This Song Qingshu is too fast."
Yeluqi looked solemn: "Yes, he is the fastest person I have ever seen so far."
Su Yin was noncommittal, thinking in his heart: Could it be that he also practiced the legendary Sunflower Book? It seems necessary to re-evaluate his strength.
Taking Luo Bing to a secluded place, Song Qingshu pushed him and threw Luo Bing to the ground: "Tell me, why did the masters of the palace chase you down?"
With a cry, Luo Bing rubbed his wrists and got up from the ground, looking at Song Qingshu with a complicated expression: "You are always so rough."
"You recognize me?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.
Luo Bing smiled sadly: "I also remember you turning into ashes."
Song Qingshu tore off the cloth on his face, and sneered: "It's better if you recognize it, I haven't settled the debt with you last time."
"Last time?" Luo Bing felt angry, "You ruined my innocence, and you came to settle accounts with me."
"Your innocence? How much is it worth?" Song Qingshu snorted, "You are not the body of a young girl, as long as you don't tell me and I don't tell you, and if anyone can see it, I won't believe you What the husband can see."
"You!" Luo Bing's face was pale, trembling with anger.
"I can guess a thing or two about what you said to Qingqing that day. If it weren't for you, how could Qingqing become Hongli's Fujin?" Song Qingshu suppressed his anger.
"Even if Mrs. Yuan listened to me and went to find Prince Bao, it's none of your business. She is Mrs. Yuan, not Mrs. Song. It seems that you already have plans for her "Luo Bing sneered, "Anyway, according to what you said, she is not the body of a girl with a yellow flower, and you can tell what happened if she was stabbed a few times by other men."
"You're courting death!" Song Qingshu's eyes turned red, he sucked Luo Bing into his hands, and strangled her neck.
"It's fine if you want me to die, but do one thing for me first." Luo Bing opened his eyes wide, and although he was a little out of breath, he still looked at him calmly.
Song Qingshu laughed back angrily, and pushed her back: "Am I crazy or are you crazy?"
"Of course I'm not crazy." Luo Bing rubbed his neck, "No one knows better than our Honghua Society the psychology of Kangxi and Hongli's mutual desire to get rid of each other. As long as you do one thing for me, I will tell you You have a secret that is enough to break Hongli."
"If you Honghuahui have this ability, you won't be chased by Hongli like a bereaved dog." Song Qingshu sneered, with an expression of obvious disbelief.
Luo Bing also understood that it was impossible for the other party to run to do things for him based on an ambiguous sentence. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Is Hongli a Han?"
"Are you going to say that he and your boss Chen are brothers? I don't believe it," Song Qingshu shook his head, "How strict the Qing Dynasty was with the royal family's blood censorship, even if they are really brothers, it can only show that your boss Chen It’s a Manchu.” In the previous life, the legend that Hongli was a Han was widely circulated, no matter which version it is, it’s clear, but Song Qingshu felt that as long as he had a little judgment, he would know that it was just nonsense.
"Of course not." Luo Bing recounted the story of Yu Wanting in the morning as soon as he got excited.
"Qian Zhenhuan?" Song Qingshu looked strange. He had naturally heard of the overwhelming "The Legend of Zhen Huan" in his previous life. Could it be that there really was such a person in history.
"I know the iron law that Manchus and Hans cannot intermarry. If the fact that Hongli has half of the Han blood in his body is known to the Manchu nobles, he will definitely not be able to be a prince. It just suits your emperor's wishes." Luo Bing He glanced at Song Qingshu apprehensively.
The people in the Red Flower Society are indeed a group of well-developed limbs and simple minds. Even if they are a little intelligent, they are limited in their vision and are of no benefit to the overall situation. Song Qingshu slandered endlessly, if Kangxi directly disclosed this secret to the public, it would have no benefit except to directly force Hongli to rebel. Hongli has hundreds of thousands of troops in his hands, Luo Bing actually naively thought that as long as the crime is true, he can be killed by an imperial decree.
"There is no basis for what I say, I need evidence." If it was before, Song Qingshu would naturally dismiss Luo Bing's proposal. It is in his interest that Hongli and Kangxi have a long-term stalemate, but recently he has changed his mind and needs Kangxi to clean up as soon as possible. Drop Hongli. Moreover, being able to grasp the evidence that he was a Han Chinese gave him another weight in his hands, and he had a little more confidence in the next matter of rescuing Xia Qingqing.
"You rescued the brothers from the Red Flower Congregation from the palace for me, and I will give it to you." Naturally, Luo Bing was not so stupid, and gave the money without confiscating the goods.
"Look at your distress just now. If I'm not wrong, it must be the masters of the palace who suddenly attacked your stronghold. You fled in a hurry, how could you bring any evidence in time?" Song Qingshu didn't believe it at all, and directly arrested Luo Bing. A pair of big hands groped around her body.
"What are you doing?" Luo Bing turned pale.
"Of course it's a body search," Song Qingshu sneered, "Don't move, it's not like I haven't touched you before."
Sure enough, Luo Bing stopped struggling, but the violent ups and downs of his chest showed that he was not so calm: "How could I carry such important things with me, Honghua would have hidden them in a secret place long ago."
"Sure enough, there is nothing," Song Qingshu stretched out his hand from her skirt, "How do I know if you are lying to me? Besides, with your rank in the Red Flower Society, I don't think you have the qualifications to know this secret."
Luo Bing blushed and buttoned the messy clothes again: "Do you believe it or not!"
Song Qingshu stared at her face for a long while, unable to see any flaws, finally nodded: "Okay, I believe you, but you have to stay by my side during this time, if you rescue them, you can't leave them behind." Leave the evidence to me... Hmph, not to mention your husband Wen Tailai, I will kill the rest of the Red Flower Society as well."
The blood on Luo Bing's face faded, but at this moment he was desperate, so he nodded: "Okay."
Bringing her to the vicinity of the Sifang Pavilion, Song Qingshu stopped in his tracks, frowned and said, "There must be a lot of surveillance people around the Sifang Pavilion. If you are brought in directly and Hongli finds out, it will be a big deal. You should stay here first." Wait, I'll be out in a while." After speaking, he clicked on Luo Bing's acupoint and walked to the Sifang Pavilion.
Luo Bing's acupoints were tapped, and he couldn't move a single bit. His heart was full of fear, and he was worried about being discovered by passing officers and soldiers, and also worried about what would happen if some local hooligans passed by. Just as seconds passed by like years, Song Qingshu finally came back to him. For some reason, Luo Bing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this devilish man.
"Change into this set of imperial guard's clothes, and then enter and exit the Sifang Pavilion, more or less can hide some people's eyes and ears." Song Qingshu threw a set of clothes in front of her, and untied the acupuncture points on her body.
Bending down and rubbing his numb calf, Luo Bing looked at the clothes in front of him, gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"Why not change it?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.
"Turn around." Luo Bing pursed her lips, a blush appeared on her cheeks.