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Chapter 365: Dont misunderstand me

It was getting late at this time and night was approaching.

The prime minister's men have been waiting at the foot of the Wanshou Temple for a long time.

He invited the guards from a mere Li battalion to the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was a great deal of face.

For such a courteous and virtuous corporal, Chu Qianqiu only said four words:

"I'm not going today."

The old servant who delivered the letter naturally understood the meaning and directly handed the invitation letter to Chu Qianqiu, saying that he could come tomorrow if he wanted to.

After doing all this, Chu Qianqiu took his personal guards to the house he bought in advance to take a good rest.

"Sir, when did you buy the house?"

Yang Guang was surprised. He had been staying with Chu Qianqiu, but he didn't know he had bought a house.

The last time he bought the real estate in Linghu City, Chu Qianqiu asked him to buy it. This time, he didn't hear that any of his guards were assigned such a good job, so he got the house.

"Someone gave it as a gift." Chu Qianqiu said with a smile.

"Is there anyone else giving away a house?"

"The people from the Tang family are too polite, I'm embarrassed not to accept it."

"Don't worry about this."

"Take this banknote to buy some medicinal food for the brothers." Chu Qianqiu took out a banknote worth one hundred taels and handed it over, asking Yang Guang to arrange meals for his men according to the highest standards.

"Everyone has worked hard today. Let's take turns to rest tonight."

"Thank you, sir, it's not hard for us!"

The guards said with some excitement.

Being a bodyguard for a big shot is naturally very hard.

When necessary, they not only work 24 hours a day and are on call at any time, but in most cases have no private space. They also encounter fatal dangers and turn into human shields to withstand swords, crossbows, arrows, etc.

Without over-the-top benefits, how can you find someone to do this job for you?

Therefore, it is not only necessary to support their families, but also to start with the details. The small benefits will continue to flow. As long as the guards work hard, there must be rewards.

While Chu Qianqiu was rewarding his personal guards, all the nobles in Beijing were studying the relevant intelligence files non-stop.

Shangjing, Prime Minister's Office

The prime minister looked at the detailed intelligence summary, frowned, and said very unhappily:

"Zhao Shenqing, is the intelligence work of these six doors getting worse and worse?"

"They said they arranged people in Linghu City, and also arranged people in the Fan family's caravan. Is this the result?"

"Chu Qianqiu, son of Chu Yinghao, sixteen years old."

"The strength is suspected, innate early stage, middle stage, late stage, extreme stage?"

"Why don't you write a military minister?"

The prime minister put the information on the table with some dissatisfaction, tapping his fingers on the table and said.

Even the Prime Minister, who had seen great storms, subconsciously did not want to believe that Chu Qianqiu could become the Prime Minister of Military Affairs at the age of sixteen.

"You have to be careful when doing things. If the six gates are unreliable, can the court still suppress those ambitious people?"

"The truth is that His Majesty's wedding is coming soon, and the six gates are under great pressure. Some people cannot see the difficulty of the court. If they collect more grain and grass, there will be problems with taxation."

"Jinjing Temple, Tianjianmen, and the Cui family are not fuel-efficient lamps. The six gates still need to rebuild Lingzhou's intelligence network, but they cannot be used to deceive the truth."

Zhao Shenqi from the Six Doors also said with a bitter look on his face.

"Sir, Chu Qianqiu's behavior was so inexplicable. The spies sent to Lingzhou all swore and swore. After repeated verifications, they found that what they said was correct."

"Today, Chu Qianqiu had a head-to-head confrontation with the eldest princess. According to Shi Yu, the Minister of Rites, he is most likely in the late stage of Xiantian. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is in the extreme stage of Xiantian."

The extreme innate state at the age of sixteen is already the limit they can accept.

Although the victims of the Tang family knew that Chu Qianqiu was his mother's military prime minister, they would not reveal it.

"Forget about martial arts."

Prime Minister Wang Ji pondered for a moment. He was just dissatisfied with the intelligence personnel's work attitude and casually hit them.

"He has ruined so many things for us these days."

"Li Mingde came back to report that he had lost everything. Li Wenhao also reported many of the spies we had left to Liu Dutong, and Lingzhou's intelligence network suffered heavy losses."

"He was able to intervene in the affairs of the Fan and Tang families. I originally wanted to use him to weaken the Tang family, but I didn't expect that the Tang family had an old relationship with him."

"But there is nothing written in the information. How can he, a person in Lingzhou, have any past relationship with the Tang family?"

There are enough spies in the prime minister's residence. Even if Lingzhou's intelligence network has been cleaned several times, some important information can still be passed on.

Especially a business firm like the Fan family, which employs many retainers, can convey information clearly and completely.

Therefore, the prime minister could not understand why the Tang family sold it to Chu Qianqiu to save face, and the two parties did not fight.

"This." Zhao Shenqi was also speechless.

"No matter how tight the manpower of Liumen is, it is very important to deploy key personnel to the truth and keep an eye on his every move."

"As you command, my lord."

From the moment Chu Qianqiu entered Beijing, he was already a dazzling star in the world. There was a group of paparazzi following him wherever he went, trying to understand his eating, drinking and sleeping habits and studying his every move.

"But my lord, I still have some good news." After being embarrassed continuously, Zhao Shenqing immediately revealed the important information he had just obtained.

"What good news?"

"Someone wants to kill Chu Qianqiu." Zhao Shenping said in a low voice.

"When?" The Prime Minister was slightly surprised. There are so many enemies here.

"Just tonight."

"Where did the news come from? No one has dared to cause trouble in Shangjing for many years." The Prime Minister frowned and said.

"This is from the broker [Xu Wangcai]. Sir, do we want to help?"

"Help, of course we must help. Send some backbones to protect Mr. Chu. Don't let anything happen to him."

"Yes, sir."

"Wait a minute, the truth is true. Don't get me wrong."

"We can't let anything happen to Chu Qianqiu in the capital."

"There are always some people who are eager for the imperial court to go to war with the Shenwei Army!" the prime minister snorted coldly.



Shangjing, Chu Family Courtyard

Chu Qianqiu sat in the study and read. This house that originally belonged to the Tang family was very ordinary. There were not many books in the study. Except for some imperial examination books to fill the facade, there were only some biographies and unofficial histories.

For Chu Qianqiu, he is not taboo about meat and vegetables, and he will read whatever he can. If there is "The Iron Ping Mei", he will read "The Iron Ping Mei" and if there is "The Secret History of the Dynasty", he will read "The Secret History of the Dynasty".

If he feels like it, he will stay up late at night and read. In terms of his hobbies, he is more like a scholar than a martial artist.

"In the twenty-third year of God's blessing, Emperor Xianzong died suddenly and the prince succeeded to the throne."

"In the 23rd year of Qianning, Emperor Lizong died suddenly. There was civil strife in the palace. The sixth prince plotted to kill the prince, the third prince and other princes. Only the thirteenth prince survived."

"Since Emperor Taizu abdicated, the emperor of the Shenwu Dynasty seems to have been cursed. He can rarely succeed to the throne for more than twenty-three years."

"Could it be..."

Chu Qianqiu was reading the history books and commenting on the affairs of the Tian family, when suddenly the alarm bell sounded loudly, and the air was filled with a colorless and odorless drug, making people drowsy.

Someone is looking for trouble.


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