Chapter 552 The day of martial arts is approaching
When Chu Qing received the letter, he was receiving guests at the Qianqiying Yamen Office. Tan Shangyi, the second son of Tan Zhongping, the general of Yunhui.
Tan Laoer, carrying a long knife at his waist and wearing a cloak, had just entered the government office when Wei Changfeng sent someone to tell him what had happened to Qiu Wanshan in the courtroom.
Chu Qing was stunned: "Wu Shixun...actually brought his younger brothers to play for Mr. Qiu?"
The person who passed the message was Ma Ang, the head of the Ministry of Revenue. He didn't know what was going on, what Wei Changfeng said, or how he could convey it.
"Sir." Ma Ang is now regarded as a non-staff member of Chu Qing's small group, and his face is full of sorrow: "What should we do? Master Qiu actually...is waiting for participation."
After Chu Qing was initially stunned, he suddenly burst out laughing, laughing forward and back.
Fu San also followed Le, but Jiang Yuesheng looked helpless.
He wanted to ask Fu San why he was happy, but he was afraid of being eliminated.
Don't ask, he is very curious.
"If there is a road to heaven, he will not take it. If there is no door to hell, he will jump high and run in. Isn't this looking for death?"
Chu Qing was so happy that he waved his hand and said: "Go back and tell Mr. Wei that it's okay. No matter how weird and unreasonable things Mr. Qiu does, don't worry about it. Wu Shixun is dead!"
Ma Ang didn't understand what he meant, but Chu Qing had said so, so he had no choice but to leave the government office.
Even if he wanted to break his scalp, he couldn't figure it out. Qiu Wanshan was already waiting for help, so how could he fight back?
Chu Qing took Tan Shangyi back to the class room without any worries in his heart.
Recently, he was thinking that since he couldn't touch Yu Tianlun, he should first find a way to deal with Wu Shixun, the minister of Taichang Temple, and then relieve his anger. However, it didn't work out. This guy took the initiative to ask for his death to be hastened.
Chu Qing was sure that he was not seeking death when he hit Mr. Qiu's knife. The old Wu family was about to have a feast.
Sitting on the stool, Chu Qing looked at Tan Shangyi and asked with a smile: "Why are you running here."
"Brother Chu." Tan Shangyi said excitedly with a bit of youthfulness on his face: "Boss Tan asked me to come. He said that generals don't fight unprepared battles. Look at Brother Chu's Qianqiying brothers.
Can you help Mr. Tan find out the background of those cool thieves in Yan Wu Ri?"
The seniority of the Tan family is very strange.
Tan Shangyi is the eldest son, his name is Tan Laoer, and the eldest Tan is not his brother, but his father.
In Tan Shangyi's words, dad is the eldest son of the Tan family and he is the second eldest son, so there is nothing wrong with him.
Chu Qing felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what the problem was.
Chu Qing knocked on the table, looking thoughtful.
There are many countries participating in the competition on the martial arts day, but most of them are just make-up. Many of them are tribes and barbarians in remote areas of Zhongzhou. There are only three competitive ones, the Donghai Ying people, the grassland Liang Rong, and one overseas Goguryeo.
The most threatening among the three parties is definitely Ryoto.
"Okay, no problem. To bring glory to the country, it is also our duty to understand each other's strength. Go back and tell your father. I will send someone to investigate today and let you know the results."
"Thank you, Brother Chu."
Tan Shangyi is one of those pure generals. He is tall and strong. He has been beaten since he was a child, probably on the head. He always looks like he is not too smart.
"By the way, Brother Chu, my younger brother is also going to perform on the martial arts day, and he will join my father in promoting the prestige of our country, Dachang."
"Yeah." Chu Qing smiled slightly: "Come on, Oli is here."
"By the way, there is one more thing. Brother Chu, I heard from my father before that you also know medical skills. He said that the prince was ill and it was Brother Chu who cured him."
"I don't know why, lately, when I am practicing martial arts at home, my breasts always hurt."
Chu Qing looked confused: "What did you do to practice, and your chest was broken into pieces?"
"No, I'm just practicing spear skills."
Fu San on the side interrupted angrily: "You also wear this cloak when you practice martial arts in the mansion?"
"how do you know?"
Fu San curled his lips: "When you hang up your cloak from now on, wear some clothes underneath. Don't hang up your cloak naked."
Tan Shangyi touched the back of his head: "Why, wearing clothes underneath is not impressive enough."
Fu San was too lazy to continue speaking, fearing that talking too much would lower his IQ.
Chu Qing also reacted and took a look at Tan Shangyi's red cloak.
"Brother Tan, walk slowly, I won't see you off."
Chu Qing quickly stood up and chased Tan Shangyi away. He was afraid that this kid would lower the IQ of everyone in the Qianqiying Yamen Office.
After seeing off Tan Shangyi, who was still full of questions, Chu Qing asked Jiang Yuesheng to check the background of the contestants in Yanwu Ri.
In fact, this matter does not have to be reported to Qianqiying because it involves some safety issues.
Jiang Yuesheng was a conscientious deputy. He visited several government offices, found some military generals, and quickly compiled the information.
The Ying people in the East China Sea still have the same old faces from the mission, and the same goes for Goguryeo. Only on the Liangrong side, there was another group of people who entered the capital half a month ago. There are hundreds of them. Judging by their body and appearance, you can tell that they are good at fighting. They should be
I am preparing to have a good competition with Dachang Dynasty.
It is worth mentioning that there is also a celebrity, the little prince Tuoba Ying.
This Tuoba Ying is only in his early thirties this year. It is said that he has been proficient in bow and horse since he was a child, and he is also good at literature and martial arts. Several large-scale Liangrong ranger raids on the border were planned by this guy.
It is worth mentioning that in the past, the Liangrong people raided the border gates, basically burning, killing and looting, but this is not the case with Tuoba Ying. He just robbed, and tried his best to avoid hurting anyone's life. That was just robbing. Many border towns were raped.
After the sweep, there was almost no bloodshed. They came and went as fast as the wind. They seemed to know the border defenses well and were always able to bypass the heavily guarded towns.
Of course, this is the material Qianqiying has. Regarding the information about Tuoba Ying, only a few people in the court know his details. If everyone in the capital knows about this kid, he will probably be quartered by five horses as soon as he enters the city gate.
But in Tuoba Ying's own words, he has never killed or robbed anyone from Chang. He is just a little prairie prince who yearns for peace and loves Han culture and has no real power.
The first snow of early winter has finally arrived.
Many things happened in the court and among the people.
Above the court, people headed by Wu Shixun, it has become almost normal to criticize Qiu Wanshan every day, who is waiting to be unable to join the court. However, the Ministry of Revenue has never fought back, and Qiu Wanshan just stays in the house every day, looking like he doesn't want to have sex anymore.
Such an appearance made many courtiers feel a little sorry for Mr. Qiu.
As for the people, it was still the same as in previous years. Many refugees came. However, before these refugees could reach the city gate, they were directly taken away by the people from the Tao family. They were given a bag of rice first, and then looked at the house. They paid a fee in advance.
Month's wages, and finally started working.
The refugees were dumbfounded.
We are here to beg, not to find a job. People in Beijing must be mentally ill. They gave us work, so why did they give us working wages? They are not trying to cut our waists, right?
In this way, the humiliated refugees went to build houses and pave roads with confused faces, and no one cut their waists.
As for the major gambling stalls in the capital, the Chang Dynasty couldn't help but gamble. People with money but no money all put in a few pennies.
Naturally, everyone was betting that Chang Chao would win, and every game was against Chang Chao. After all, Chang Chao had never lost in so many years.
Of course, there are also people who take chances and bet on other countries, but there are very few such people, which also results in the odds being extremely low.
Seeing that the next day was the martial arts performance day, a young man wearing a Confucian robe was about to return to the mansion when he suddenly saw a silk bundle thrown at the door.
Seeing no one around, the young man picked up the bundle and opened it, his face full of confusion.
Inside are vouchers from gambling stalls, with very large denominations.