Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 242

[Chapter 242 Choose a team from the villains]

“Sir Song, after waiting for so long, you are finally back. / ( )” Sang Feihong smiled tenderly when she saw Song Qingshu.

“It’s okay, I’m not a few days later than you guys.” Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.

“Fortunately, it’s not a few days late, otherwise I won’t have to wait. Although people show up all day, it’s not very good to live in a single man’s house.” Sang Feihong said angrily.

“Sect Master Sang is playing in the world, how can he care about the eyes of worldly people.” Song Qingshu teased.

“Our sisters have been lonely since childhood. Although they live in various places and sell laughter, they are all pure and clean. I hope Master Song will not make jokes.”

“It was Song who made a slip of the tongue,” Song Qingshu quickly apologized, “How did the proposal I mentioned last time have been considered by Sect Leader Sang?”

“Did Mr. Song mean adding the sticky pole?” Sang Feihong said with a frown, ” But most of the sisters in the sect are weak and slender women, and I am afraid

they can’t help adults.” “I don’t need you to charge, what are you worried about,” Song Qingshu laughed, “What I like is that the disciples of the Five Lakes are widely distributed. For this, I only need you to collect news from the market on weekdays, and I will provide you with official shelter to protect you from being oppressed by the government. You can also deal with ordinary bullies and hooligans, how about you?

” Good.” Sang Feihong nodded very simply, most of the Wuhumen are women, wandering around and singing for a living, and running into ordinary gangsters, I’m really not very afraid. They often use the power of the yamen to make the Wuhumen only smash their teeth and swallow.

“This is the token at the sticky pole. With this token, you can ignore it in the future. Of course, you should try not to use it until the last minute, so as not to expose your identity.” Song Qingshu threw a token at the sticky pole. To Sang Feihong.

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Looking at the cold iron token, Sang Feihong secretly clicked her tongue, this thing can’t be imitated by ordinary people.

“There are still 10,000 taels of silver bills here, just as your initial activity funds,” Song Qingshu put the silver bills into Sang Feihong’s hands, “I will give it to you after you have sorted out the organizational structure of Wuhumen to me. You don’t have to live so hard for the appropriation.”

The money could have been reimbursed from the internal treasury, but Song Qingshu didn’t want to report it to Kangxi, so he used his own money. Less, and 10,000 taels is indeed not much for an official of his level.

Of course, for ordinary people, it is already an astronomical figure, which can be seen from Sang Feihong’s excited expression.

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“Thank you, Lord Song.” Sang Feihong sighed, the sisters in Wuhumen are not brothel girls, they only make a living by selling and singing, so their income is far less than those of brothel girls. Ten thousand taels of silver can indeed greatly improve everyone. life of sisters.

“This money is not given to you for nothing,” Song Qingshu raised her hand to stop her from continuing to be grateful. “You Wuhumen must show me the potential to continue investing, so that I can continue to secretly fund you.”

[End of this Chapter]