Another Life: Elf Archer

When Song Qing was still five steps away from the study door, the door and window suddenly lit up, and there was a layer of dim candlelight.

With this dim light, Song Qing could clearly see the faces of the two "guards" at the door. His heart dropped and he let out a sigh of relief. He opened his left long sleeve and carefully placed the sleeve arrows already in place under the cloth. Push back the quiver.

The lights in the study became a little brighter, and the faint green light on the arrows on the sleeves also became a little more dazzling.

"President Songqing, when did you put on this equipment?" The two gatekeepers swallowed their saliva and asked with a grin.

They have seen this thing before. The arrow is short and has a single shot but is powerful. It can definitely shoot people through when they are face to face. Not to mention that the luxurious weapon in Song Qing's hand is clearly made of fine craftsmanship. He definitely did not buy it with his salary.

"I always carry it with me." He hid the quiver in his long sleeve angrily. Song Qing unceremoniously took the long knife from someone's hand and cut the right sleeve stained with curare with a "tear" sound. After throwing the piece of cloth on the ground, he pointed at the two of them and said, "Remember to compensate me for the cost of tailoring the clothes, as well as the mental damages."

"Also, remember to warn me in advance next time. If that guy from Sanchishui, whose hands are faster than his brain, is around, one of you will have already been resurrected."

The two of them smiled sheepishly. They originally wanted to scare Song Qing, but they didn't expect that Song Qing, the vice president who had always been a weak scholar from Xu Wen, actually had a thorn in his side, a poisonous thorn.

"You two are here, that's Zang Jiu here," Song Qing asked as he pushed the door open.

This is actually nonsense. Xingtianxia is currently on a mission to see off the bride. The president, Shi Sui, can never leave, nor can the bodyguard of the president, Sanchi Shui, leave. That woman Shui Su and Song Qing can't see each other because of Helen's incident recently. It's pleasing to the eye, and there are only nine people who can come over and directly enter the door.

Sometimes, Song Qing is still willing to talk nonsense.

The two nodded, and Song Qing had already seen the people in the study.This man was leaning on Song Qing's Taishi chair, casually putting his legs on the desk, shaking the wine gourd with his hand, and grinning at him.

"Come in, everyone, and stop standing guard at the door." Song Qing turned to the two of them.These two were also familiar faces to him, one was named Ze Youyu and the other was named Lin Youtian. Their names were purely coincidental, and the two became good friends because of their coincidental names.

"No, no, we'll wait outside to see if any other beauties come out to admire the moon." Lin Youtian replied teasingly.

Song Qing was not polite to them and stepped over the threshold with a grunt. The two people behind him thoughtfully closed the study door for him.

"Something went wrong with the mission." Although he asked this question, seeing Zang Jiu's leisurely and contented look, Song Qing didn't think it was an urgent matter.

"Everything goes well with the princess' wedding. We encountered some wild beasts and horse bandits along the way. The business trip goes even more smoothly. I've been mainly observing and evaluating the newly recruited players recently."

Zang Jiu sat up straight and said

"It's mainly about the Qilin Army. The imperial decree treats them too favorably. The border cities are almost filled with Qilin Army players. Some players in their thirties are also joining in the fun. Even if they can't get out of the border in the end, they still have to hang out. one time."

"It's okay if there are just too many people. These players are very arrogant now and their eyes are flying to the sky. If they really go out together, I'm afraid it will be difficult to lead the team. So I asked the powerful Lord Songqing if he can You can't make slanderous remarks and give me a gold medal. I can suppress the arrogance of the warriors for the civil servants in the court, and also share the emperor's worries."

These last few words of ridicule were obviously polished by Zangjiu himself. Songqing raised his eyebrows, took Zangjiu by the back of his collar and moved him away from his desk. He sat down and sorted out the memorial letters piled high on the table and said

"Wouldn't it be nice to just send a message about this matter? Why are you asked to take someone on a trip yourself and the travel expenses are reimbursed?"

Zang Jiu left the Taishi chair obediently and then turned around and sat on the corner of the desk. He didn't make any trouble or help. He just watched Song Qing busy and said

"I said that Chang'an cannot be stabilized for the time being and cannot be stabilized. If you want to do anything, you can only make chaos out of chaos, so I sent a few of us to help you to cause trouble."

"What use are you three?" Song Qing glanced at him sideways.

"Who said there are only three people? What you are given is three plus one multiplied by ten in combat power." Zang Jiu also tilted his head and glanced at him, his tone full of mystical complacency.

"Who else is there?" Song Qing hoped that he had guessed wrong, but things often

"That young kid?" Zangjiu crossed his legs and raised his chin, "That little girl should have arrived in Chang'an. In terms of troublemaking combat capabilities and experience, she is at the nuclear bomb level, and with this, people are also Very generous."

Song Qing paused while sorting the letters, and after a moment of silence, she asked

"When did you arrive in Chang'an today?"

"Not long ago tonight, what?"

"This nuke is in the palace now. I just sent it in."

"Eh"

"Before that, she was in a cell above my house."

"Eh"

"And I can't say whether she will be bombed in the palace later, or she will be thrown directly into the royal prison, or she will be executed on the spot."

"Ehhh"

Seeing that Zang Jiu had almost climbed onto the table, Song Qing cleared her throat. While reviewing the government affairs papers she had just compiled, she slowly recounted the big news in Chang'an City today. The man who had a fight at the gate of the palace and filled the streets The "treasonous and unruly people" running around.

Zangjiu was dumbfounded when he heard this. While listening, he kept sending messages to Shi Sui in the far north, regardless of whether the behavior of one message per second would drive people crazy.

Probably not, Zangjiu thought, his president is a very nurturing man.

As he listened, Zangjiu's movement of sending messages suddenly stopped, and his eyes towards Song Qing were full of disbelief.

"You knew she wanted to assassinate the Imperial Preceptor and yet you brought her into the palace."

"First, it's not me who knows, but the Imperial Master. Second, I didn't take the initiative to bring her into the palace, but I was ordered to bring her into the palace."

Songqing shook her finger and corrected Zangjiu's statement.

"You are so obedient?" Zangjiu didn't believe it and asked, "Do you actually want the Imperial Master to be killed?"

"Tsk" Song Qing rolled her eyes at him, "How is it possible that if he dies, I will only be unlucky. The most important thing is, if he dies, how can I continue to interfere in military affairs?"

After speaking, Song Qing patted the memorial in his hand.

These things should originally have appeared in the emperor's study room.

Even if the emperor had a headache recently from listening to the chanting of scriptures and didn't want to deal with words at all, these things should still appear in front of the imperial advisor who acts on behalf of the emperor or those first-rank officials.

Therefore, Song Qing greatly admired the Imperial Master for keeping his word, and admired his disdain for power, and even more admired the boldness of his actions.

To be honest, the only government orders issued by the Imperial Guard since he took office were the three restrictions on barbarians, the sea restrictions and the caravan recruitment order.As for other details, Songqing helped add them after volunteering.

"You're really idle. What's so fun about this kind of thing? You'll be dizzy just by talking about it."

Zangjiu pulled out a memorial in disgust, opened it, looked at it, and threw it away, then turned out another one, opened it, glanced at it twice, and threw it away.

"The content is pretty much the same. The civil servants are gossiping, and the generals are crying. Before you came back, I saw a memorial that blew a rainbow fart with ten thousand words. The last thing I saw was that there was no drought this year. Thank you, my emperor, long live long live long live long live long live."

"Really? Let me take a look." Song Qing suddenly became interested. After flipping through it, he found an unusually thick memorial and read it with relish.

"I'm not complimenting you," Zang Jiu muttered, scratched his head, took out the wine gourd and took a sip.

"My current substantive status deserves this praise." Song Qingyang held the [-]-word "hymn" in his hand and said proudly.

"Could it be that you study ancient memorials all day just for this praise?" Zangjiu raised his eyebrows.

"I am enjoying life." Song Qing smiled and replied.

"Enjoy the life of a public servant." Zang Jiu felt that he did not see that Song Qing had this kind of career-oriented trait.

"No, you are mistaken about the era. I am enjoying a life above all living beings."

Zangjiu opened his mouth.

Because of the word "era", he suddenly felt speechless.

Although Songqing was clearly referring to the era in the game, Zangjiu felt that this statement actually worked in a real context, but in reality, all living beings are ants, and above them, ants Yes, it may just be a chip, a piece of metal and a compiled gene.

He thought that he finally understood Song Qing's fanatical pursuit of power and status in the game.

Thinking of this, Zangjiu frowned

"Then why don't you let her enter the palace?"

"Although the Imperial Master is not a human being, his intelligence is not bad. He said that if the little girl doesn't take action tonight, she will only fail if she does."

Song Qing still had some confidence in the Imperial Master, so he spoke in a relaxed tone.

"There is an ambush in the palace," Zangjiu asked.

"Perhaps, and the Imperial Master himself is quite good at fighting. You have forgotten his origins," Song Qing reminded.

"I just heard that I wasn't impressed." Zangjiu spread his hands.

"And I finally reminded the nuclear bomb lady that although she doesn't look very smart, there are advantages to being stupid, and the National Master will let her make the right choice."

As soon as Song Qing finished speaking, a man shouted loudly from outside the door.

"Stop, who are you and why did you break into Jingzhao Yin Mansion?"

"Hey, hey, why are you trespassing? Look at this sign. Why don't you get out of here quickly?"

Hearing the crisp and arrogant voice outside the door, Zang Jiu and Song Qing looked at each other in the study.

It seems that the nuclear bomb lady did not go to blow up the palace, but changed her route and flew here.