26 episodes of Maiden in the Flying Guard

  Wu Song saw Emperor Zhezong fall off his horse and knew something was wrong. When he heard Yang Jie's loud shout, he suddenly felt a chill. Emperor Zhezong's body had been weak to begin with, and according to history, he passed away in the first month of Yuanyou 3 (1088). Now it was autumn of Yuanyou 2 (1087), several months earlier than expected.

  The civil and military officials of the imperial court also heard the emperor's mournful cry, and they all rushed up. The prime minister, Zhang Dun, wielded a horse whip and struck wildly, shouting: "Quickly summon the imperial physician! Quickly summon the imperial physician!" Fan Chunren, the Minister of Personnel and son of Fan Zhongyan, with loyalty as his utmost priority, grabbed a knife and was about to kill those officials to clear a path for the imperial physician when he was subdued by Cai Jing.

  Many officials made a big fuss, Zhong Shidao was anxious outside and couldn't get in, his eyes turned red with anxiety, so he also snatched a wooden sword and held it to search for Wu Song among the soldiers.

  Wu Song saw, taking advantage of the chaos at Xuan De Gate, hastily squeezed out from the crowd. The official stood alone in the midst of the onlookers who didn't understand what was happening, extremely vexed: "Zhe Zong died a few days early, is it worth wielding a knife to chop me? I don't know if this Tian Ji Pavilion master position can still be kept..."

  At this moment, a shrill voice suddenly came from beside him: "When there are no heroes, mediocre people become famous! This court from top to bottom is all a bunch of useless firewood!"

  Wu Song hastily turned his head to look, but after searching for half a day, he couldn't find the person who was speaking. He was extremely surprised and suddenly heard the voice say: "Where are you looking? I'm right next to you!"

  Wu Song looked down and saw a 7 or 8 year old little girl standing by his feet, with a high ponytail and two strings of bells on her wrist, hugging her shoulders in an arrogant manner, saying: "Those people are all idiots, I think you're born to be great, so I came over to make friends with you..."

  Wu Song curiously stretched out his hand, lifted her braid, and found that it was indeed a chignon, not a product used by Taoist priests to disguise themselves. He covered the little girl's entire head with one large hand, rubbed it gently, and said: "Little sister..."

  "Ugh!" The girl rolled her big eyes upwards, gave him a pair of white eyes, grabbed his hand and puffed out her chest: "Don't look down on me, I'm also a hero with a headscarf! You and I fought together once, at most it was a draw!"

  Wu Song raised his arm, and the little girl still didn't let go, so she was lifted up, her two feet kicking wildly. "Put me down!" she shouted angrily. "If you've got guts, put me down! Let's have a one-on-one fight!"

  "If you let go of your hand, won't you come down?"

  She glanced down and sneered: "Too high! If I sprain my legs, you won't be a good man even if you win!"

  "Awesome, awesome!"

  Wu Song put her down, and his big hands covered the little girl's head tightly again. The little girl got angry, waving her short arms and legs wildly, but after a long time, she found that she couldn't reach him. She stopped, panting, with puffed cheeks in anger.

  "Little sister, come with uncle, uncle will buy you candy."

  That little girl sneered, "Eating candy is not a good man, I want to drink wine!" Wu Song picked her up and put her on his shoulders, walking past Xuan De Gate, onto the street. The little girl saw a small stall, excitedly stretched out her hand, pointing at the vendor and shouting: "Candied hawthorn! Candied hawthorn! I want candied hawthorn!"

  Wu Song bought two strings of candied hawthorns and gave one to the little girl, who was sucking on it. The little girl's language was very mature, and she was talking about the routes of knives, guns, clubs, and sticks, all in accordance with the rules. Wu Song secretly admired her: "Who is your respected father? How can he let you come out alone without being afraid of being kidnapped by human traffickers?"

  "Dad's on duty today, so I snuck out while Mom was in the bathroom. Who can kidnap me when I'm this clever?" The little girl bit into her sugar gourd and said in a muffled voice: "Where are we going to drink wine?"

  Wu Song was just about to enter a wine shop when he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting, "Master, Master! Why are you still here? Zhang the Imperial Tutor is looking for you to fight to the death!"

  Wu Song turned his head to look, and it was Lu Da and Gong Sunyan who came running in a hurry, laughing and saying: "He can't find me, right? You two have come at the right time, I was just about to invite this young hero to go drinking with me to dispel boredom, let's go together."

  Lu Da couldn't help but admire his bold and daring nerves, and said in a low voice: "The Emperor is dead, and you still have the mood to drink wine! If Master catches you, he will definitely behead you at the Meridian Gate, and cut you into pieces!"

  "Those who will be executed with me are definitely the entire Zhang family, as well as all of you soldiers present!" Wu Song sneered: "Not reporting what one knows is already a crime of deceiving the emperor, let alone the fact that the emperor has been killed! Although the lord hates me now, once he calms down, he won't dare to spread it out. But my reward for capturing the tiger, I'm afraid will all be in vain."

  Gong Shu let out a sigh, they had fought on the battlefield and killed each other, but the honor they had finally obtained was gone. Master Zong would never reuse them again, could it be that the fate of the Gong Shu family would only be lifted after countless generations?

  "Don't worry, when the emperor changes, the officials change too. Yang is the steward of Prince Duan's mansion, and after Prince Duan ascends to the throne, we'll have a chance to turn our fortunes around."

  Gong Xian nodded and said, "I also saw that the life of Zhao Guan's family would not last long, and he would not live beyond next spring. I just didn't expect him to die like this. I'm afraid our Tiān Jī Gé will also come to nothing."

  Gongsun Yanran was speaking when Yang Jian suddenly appeared, holding a large black flag and rushing over in a rage. From afar, he shouted: "Wu Erlang, where are you going? Quickly hand over your head!"

  Wu Song laughed and said: "I'll let you cut me, are you willing to cut?"

  Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, put away the white bone fan, and said: "Considering the two sisters' share, your head will be spared for now. The official's life was short-lived anyway, and being scared by you just brought it forward by a few months. He died, which is perfect timing for Prince Duan to take over. Tomorrow, our family will introduce the three of you to Prince Duan. Hmm, whose sister is this? She's so lovely!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand to hug her.

  That little girl didn't like him, stuck on Wu Song's shoulder and refused to come down, saying: "You look too pale, with a hint of evil spirit, you don't seem like a good guy, don't even think about hugging me!"

  "Let's become sworn sisters and I have lots of sugar gourds at home!"

  Yang Jiao couldn't deceive the little girl no matter what, and said to Wu Song: "Where did you kidnap this stubborn girl from? Don't tell me, is she your daughter?"

  When she heard the two words "kidnapping", she immediately became vigilant, looked at Wu Song repeatedly, and found that he didn't seem to be a human trafficker. So she accused Yang Zong: "Bad guy!"

  Gong Shu Yanran found the little girl really cute, so she picked her up and teased her for a while. The little girl seemed to like her very much, chattering away in a soft voice. Gong Shu Yanran looked up and smiled: "Master, whose little sister is this?"

  "I also don't know, picked it up on the street."

  Three people with a black face, can still pick up little girls on the street? Isn't it true that this guy is deceiving them?

  "Little sister, what's your name? Whose daughter are you?"

  That little girl struggled out of Gong Xuan's arms, clasped her fists and said in a dignified manner: "I am Chen Liqing. My father Chen Xizhen is the deputy captain of Kaifeng Prefecture and lives in Bixie Alley. I haven't had the pleasure of learning your esteemed names yet!"

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