Xiaobao shook his head angrily and continued to queue up for food with Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng whispered: "It's okay! I will testify for you when sir asks. Let's see how they can rely on you this time!"

"We also testify!" Xiaobao's friends also spoke out one after another.

"We can also prove it!" More people responded. They themselves would definitely not dare, but so many people were following Xiaobao, and the herd mentality made them bolder.

"Haha, it's okay. It's a small academic friction, it's okay." Xiaobao said.

There was a small friction in knowledge. This is how Xiaobao characterized the matter. You Zhenghang really couldn’t say anything.

Only then did Wu Zhicheng and Qian Jinhong dare to step forward. They helped You Zhenghang up, and their boy went to help You Zhenghang's boy.

You Zhenghang's boy was not seriously injured. He hit a pillar and fainted, and soon woke up. He was just afraid that the young master would get angry and didn't dare to open his eyes. He wanted to show off, but he actually smashed the pot, alas!

As expected, You Zhenghang did not complain. He was probably too shameless. But the matter spread quickly, and it was impossible for Mr. Shen not to hear about it.

But since the trouble didn't come to the forefront, Mr. Shen naturally had more to do than less to do, so he had the right to pretend that he didn't know.

Back home, Xiaobao and Qiu Sheng changed clothes. Qiu Sheng checked Xiao Bao's chest and found that it was bruised. Qiu was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "It's really shameless to bully a small one with a big one!"

Xiaobao didn't take it seriously: "It doesn't hurt anymore, you can't tell mother."

Qiu Sheng: "I told you, I promised my aunt."

Xiaobao: "Then... don't say anything about this fist, okay? My mother said: 'Complaining is shameful!'"

Qiu Sheng:……

Chu Qing really didn't know about this from Qiu Sheng. When the two brothers were changing clothes, the other teenagers had already told Chu Qing about this matter as a glorious deed, and even asked:

"Auntie, were you the one who wrote Xiaobao's poem?"

Chu Qing told them: "The author of that poem is...well, his name is Gao Shi." She had not heard of the Tang Dynasty here, and was not sure where history began to diverge, so she did not dare to talk nonsense.

"I've never heard of this name."

"Auntie, who is that person?"

"Auntie, did you make up this name smoothly? Did you write the poem?"

Damn, I can't answer this. I want to explain the name Gao Shi to them, but I'm afraid it will make them think that they have lied and then kept it.

"I'm going to see Xiaobao." Chu Qing hurried away.

When I arrived at the door of Xiaobao's room, I happened to hear Xiaobao say, "Complaining is shameful." I thought about it and left. Is there something wrong with my education?

The next day, when Chu Qing went to the director's office, Deputy Qianhu Jiang announced two things to everyone. The first one: The Secret Investigation Department sent a deputy Qianhu to Xinlun Prefecture to take charge of the affairs of the director's office there.

That is to say, in the future, Jizhou and Xinlun Prefecture will be independent, and Xinlun Prefecture will no longer need to take care of Jizhou.

"Who went?" Chu Qing asked.

"Han Deputy Qianhu." Deputy Jiang Qianhu said, with a calm expression on his face.

"That's not from Lord Fu Shiwu of Beizhen..."

"Don't talk nonsense! What can we know!"

"But that Deputy Han Hu has never even been out of Kyoto, right? What does he know?"

"Can we guess what the superiors think?"

…………

Everyone started talking quietly.

Chu Qing was a little surprised. She thought that even if no one was sent from Jizhou, Bai Hua, who had just returned to Beijing, would be transferred.

After all, Bai Hua's father is the governor of the town, and he has been responsible for the intelligence contact there and at home, and is familiar with all the situations in Xinlun Prefecture.

This time he has made a contribution again. It should be easy to ask his father to run an agency position. Even if the department sends people, there is no way he can send someone else.

But my colleagues are right, we can’t guess what the superiors think.

But sending someone here who is not familiar with the business here seems a bit strange no matter how you think about it.

"Hey, Mr. Chu, I thought you or that guy Wei Chengyi could get through." A colleague bumped Chu Qing's shoulder with his shoulder.

Ouch, Chu Qing is in so much pain right now! But with such pain, thoughts come to mind: the Voss Horse Team, robbery, Zhang Mingyu, iron ingot smuggling, and airborne officers from the Secret Reconnaissance Department. Are there any connections between these?

The second thing: the emperor's thirtieth birthday will be in more than half a month, and he will invite the ministers who have contributed to the war to destroy the country of Donglun, as well as outstanding people from all over the country who have made great contributions to the country's war to share the birthday banquet.

It has been almost a year since the end of the National War. The emperor has been delaying in awarding rewards to various meritorious soldiers.

The obvious reason is that the whole country has paid a lot for this war, and every hero cannot be treated badly. Even the soldiers who sacrificed their lives must do a good job in providing compensation, which takes a long time.

The actual reason is that the treasury has no money, and it is difficult to just pay the soldiers' pensions.

The Ministry of Revenue came up with a way: try to collect the finances seized from the Donglun Palace and the taxes from various Daxuan districts, and then postpone the rewards until the emperor's birthday, so as to achieve the purpose of "spending less and doing more".

Alas, Hubu is a real "passing god of wealth", and even if he has money, he can't even get enough. Hubu feels bitter, but he can't say it.

Getting back to the topic, this time the emperor named the Secret Investigation Department, praised the Secret Investigation Department for its role in the national war, and asked to meet the agents who had made meritorious service.

Deputy Jiang Qianhu's eyes fell on Chu Qing and said with a smile: "This time, our Jizhou Council will send Chu Baihu to represent us with full authority to face the saint. How about everyone watching?"

"Okay, I think it's okay!"

"Master Chu is the representative figure of our department, I have no objection!"

"Speaking of strength, Master Chu deserves the most credit, and I agree!"

"That's right! Not only did Master Chu do official business, but he also personally sponsored food for the army! No one dares to take away this credit!"

"The emperor has rewarded Zhaizi, he is a well-deserved candidate!"

Everyone was gushing praises. In fact, Chu Qing knew well that as the only woman in the Secret Investigation Department and the only idle person, going by herself would not delay the work progress of the directorate.

Moreover, I am a bit of a soy sauce person in this department. If this kind of thing happens to me, no one will complain. Otherwise, if they start fighting with each other, it will ruin the atmosphere.

Seeing the congratulations from his colleagues in unison, Chu Qing felt really miserable. A trip to Xinlunzhou would take more than two days even by horseback riding, and Chu Qing would be shaken to pieces.

This trip to Kyoto requires a carriage ride, and how many days will it take? Chu Qing feels pain in his waist just thinking about it. Is he afraid that he is not protruding enough, so he will protrude his lumbar disc first?

Chiang's deputy Qianhu finally said that this was a political mission and he hoped that Chu Qing could take it seriously. What else can be said? Just obey the organizational arrangements!

"Yes! I obey!" Chu Qing reluctantly handed over.

After the meeting ended, Chu Qing went to see Deputy Jiang Qianhu and asked about some precautions, such as etiquette, work reports, etc., and whether it was necessary to prepare gifts since it was a birthday celebration.

Chiang's deputy Qianhu said that in theory, there was no need to prepare gifts. The emperor meant that the scale should be large but not wasteful, so there was no need to prepare birthday gifts. The palace banquet was also mainly affordable and no extravagance was allowed.

But he also reminded Chu Qing: "If you are personally summoned by the emperor, and you are a woman, I am afraid that the queen and the queen mother will also summon you, but you should be prepared. Just be honest."

This put Chu Qing in a dilemma. When no one had prepared birthday gifts, the gifts given to the Queen Mother and Empress could not be very ostentatious or disrespectful. This scale was difficult to grasp.

When I got home, I saw Lao Yu dancing with a spear in a woolen sweater. The sweater fit him well. Recently, Lao Yu just wore a sweater and cotton trousers to do things. He was very free. If he could not wear a cotton robe, he would not wear it because it would be in the way.

Chu Qing became playful, quietly grabbed Lao Yu's cotton robe on the shelf next to him, gathered it into a ball, and suddenly attacked Lao Yu's back.

Old Yu's ears moved slightly, and he saw that his back was clearly facing him. The spear had just sprinted to the ground in front of him. Suddenly, the gun body was raised upwards, and the tip of the spear was raised. Then he turned around and stepped back, pointing straight at the tip of the spear, stabbing.

To the cotton robe!

The cotton robe in the air was stabbed instantly! The cotton robe was not shot down to the ground as Chu Qing imagined, but due to the force of the stab, it was directly pierced and hung on the tip of the gun!

"Hey! Give me back my robe!" When Old Yu saw it was Chu Qing, he immediately felt sorry for the cotton robe. It was newly made for the New Year, but it was scrapped after just two months of wear!

"Lao Yu Lao Yu, if you teach me the trick just now, I'll give you two pieces!" Chu Qing quickly tried to please him, "plus a jar of purple corn roast!"

"That's pretty much it! Let me tell you, this is our family's ancestral 'returning gun'... I will demonstrate it to you again..." Lao Yu was not stingy at all.

Who is Chu Qing? He is a man who can even squeeze out oil from soybeans! It is not enough to teach him a carbine, he needs a full set of marksmanship! "Lao Yu, add two more jars and teach me both, is it right?"

Lao Yu looked at her and said happily: "Quite greedy! What's wrong, your shoulder doesn't hurt anymore?"
Chapter completed!