Chapter 1357 King Qi

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"Cut, what is there to see with that fellow Han Yuxiao? How can I be as happy as you are with my sister?" Song Qingshu said with a sullen face.

Chen Yuanyuan twisted her waist slightly, avoiding Song Qingshu's An Lu's claws: "Don't be ridiculous, get up quickly."

Song Qingshu smiled, then got up from the bed: "Sister help me get dressed."

Chen Yuanyuan glanced at his naked lower body, and couldn't help but imagine the scene of being tossed by him last night. Her legs were a little weak again, and she hurriedly turned her head: "If you do this again, I will go out."

Song Qingshu knew that although the two of them had the closest physical relationship, they were not close enough to each other. Seeing her face changed, she didn't dare to continue to be presumptuous: "Alright, alright, I'll just wear it myself."

Men don't have as many things as women in this regard. They quickly put on their clothes and wash up, and happily ran to the table to sit down: "I'll try Sister Yuanyuan's craftsmanship."

"Be careful it's hot." Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly reminded, but a pair of star eyes stared at each other nervously, for fear that the other party would say it was too unpalatable.

After taking a sip, Song Qingshu frowned slightly, and Chen Yuanyuan's heart suddenly became cold: "Is it difficult to eat?"

"In terms of craftsmanship, it's really not that good," Song Qingshu's words made Chen Yuanyuan's heart sink to the bottom, and he continued, "But it's full of your affection, and it makes a bowl of ordinary soup sweet and delicious all at once. It was the finishing touch.”

Chen Yuanyuan chuckled: "You are clearly deliberately trying to make me happy."

Song Qingshu said with an exaggerated expression: "Of course not. If people know that you did it with your own hands, and you open it up for auction, you won't know how many men in the world will go crazy, and how many princes and grandsons will be smashed. When I think of that scene, the more delicious it is to me." As soon as he finished speaking, he finished his meal while holding the bowl.

"Aren't you afraid of getting hot!" Knowing that the other party was deliberately coaxing her, Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel happy.

Seeing Chen Yuanyuan's bright smile under the sunlight in the early morning, Song Qingshu couldn't help but move her index finger, and was about to bully her again, when a maid's knock on the door suddenly came from outside: "Young Master, a group of people came outside and said they wanted to meet you. son."

When he was interrupted, Song Qingshu looked unhappy: "Did they say their identity?"

"The person in the lead said his surname was Chen, and this time he brought the person the son asked him to find." The maid replied.

"It turned out to be Chen Youliang." Song Qingshu understood immediately. He knew that the servant girl in the house was full of spies from various forces, so he asked Chen Youliang to help select some newcomers who were innocent and trustworthy.

"Bring them here." Song Qingshu turned around and took Chen Yuanyuan's tender hand after the command, "Sister Yuanyuan, I have found some trustworthy people to serve you, and then you don't have to be as cautious as you are now and afraid of revealing your identity. already."

"Thank you~" Chen Yuanyuan was moved for a while, knowing that she had been covering her face when she went to the kitchen this morning, just for fear of being seen clearly.

"How are you going to thank me?" Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms amid the exclamations of the other party. Feeling her soft body, he felt so comfortable that he quickly whistled.

"It's half a day now~" Chen Yuanyuan exclaimed suddenly.

Song Qingshu suddenly smiled: "I just want to hug you, what happened in the daytime, where did you think, Miss Yuanyuan?"

"Did I think it was crooked?" A red tide appeared on Chen Yuanyuan's snow-white skin, and she looked down at the big hand in the lapel, "Where is your hand?"

Song Qingshu laughed and said, "This is how I hug people."

Chen Yuanyuan was speechless for a while, and wanted to say more, but Song Qingshu had already kissed her, so she had to swallow all the rest.

When Chen Youliang came, she happened to see Chen Yuanyuan's cloudy temples scattered and hiding aside. Although she turned her back to herself, she could tell from the blush in her neck what a beautiful scene just happened here.

"It's really beautiful." Chen Youliang looked envious, jealous, and hateful, but he hid his emotions very well: "Master, I have already found the people you asked me to find yesterday, and they are all innocent people."

Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, I will leave the inner house to them in the future, and you will leave some expert guards around."

"Yes, son!" Chen Youliang immediately ran down to assign tasks.

Song Qingshu did not drive away the previous servants, but sent them to the outer house. After all, it would be no good to save a little face for the various forces, and it would be no good to completely tear off the face. As for the people Chen Youliang brought, you don't have to think about it to know that there must be his spies inside, but it's much easier to deal with him alone than to deal with various forces, not to mention that Chen Youliang is still under his absolute control.

"I don't know how Zhiruo and the others have digested Li Kexiu's territory." It wasn't that Song Qingshu didn't want to use his own people, but that his direct descendants were now digesting the results of the previous battle, and were unable to allocate any more people.

"The talents under him are too scarce." Song Qingshu frowned, knowing that his power had reached a bottleneck.

After sending Chen Youliang away, Song Qingshu originally wanted to be kind to Chen Yuanyuan, although he knew that Chen Yuanyuan refused: "Qingshu, I thought you were different from other men, but now it seems that I am a little disappointed."

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "You don't need to be so serious."

However, Chen Yuanyuan still had a frosty expression on her face: "Qingshu, I don't want you to waste my career because of me, I have been in trouble for most of my life, and the latter half of my life.

I don't want to be anymore. "

Song Qingshu was silent, knowing that her obsessive appearance brought back some memories of her past, and she couldn't help but feel more pity: "Don't worry, I'm not those men, I know very well what to do and what not to do, I just wanted to be with you just now. Just kidding."

Chen Yuanyuan's expression softened: "Qingshu, Han Yuzhou is a prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty after all, don't offend him because of some trivial matters."

"His status as prime minister is of no use to me," Song Qingshu muttered, noticing Chen Yuanyuan's annoyed look, and hurriedly said, "Well, I'm afraid of you, I'll go over now."

"Well," Chen Yuanyuan finally smiled, suddenly blushing, and whispered, "I'll be waiting for you at home."

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: "Are you suggesting something to me?"

Chen Yuanyuan smiled maturely and charmingly: "What do you think?"

Song Qingshu's expression was lifted, and he ran out quickly, laughing as he ran: "Then I'll go back early."

Chen Yuanyuan spat secretly, but there was a gentle smile in his eyes as he watched his disappearing back.

As the so-called spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, Song Qingshu soon arrived at the Han House and found that in addition to Han Yuzuo, there were some new faces in the house. It is not accurate to say that they are raw faces. There are so many ministers in the court, it's no wonder that he can recognize them one by one.

As if seeing Song Qingshu's embarrassment, Han Yuzuo took him to the crowd: "Brother Song, let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Chen, the planner, who is in charge of the world's finances, and has a strong position with the prime minister and the secret envoy... …”

Song Qingshu was instantly distracted. After all, in addition to his important identity, this person was also the patriarch of the Chen family. In terms of seniority, he was also Chen Yuanyuan's uncle. Although his hair was a little mottled and he was no longer young, he could still see his face like a crown of jade. , especially the meticulously trimmed moustache gives him a hint of masculine charm in his elegant temperament.

"The Chen family's genes are really good." Song Qingshu was very impressed.

"This is Wu Qian, a political officer, and this is Wu Gong, the commander of the Ma Jun of the bodyguard." Han Yuxiao continued to introduce.

Song Qingshu whispered while chatting, this should be the core circle of the Han Yuzhu group, it is true that the Han family, the Haining Chen family, and the Longgan Wu family are all famous and powerful families. Together, they are indeed a terrifying force.

"As for this one, I don't need to introduce it." Han Yuzhou pointed at Song Qingshu and smiled.

"Young Master Song has been in the limelight during this period of time. I am afraid that there is no one in the civil and military court who does not know the son." As soon as Chen Ziqiang finished speaking, a group of people couldn't help laughing.

"Where, where..." Song Qingshu cupped his hands, and these old foxes made excuses.

A group of people chatted for a while, and Han Yuzhou greeted everyone to sit at the table. Song Qingshu originally planned to find a place to sit, but who knew that Han Yuzhou had to let him take the throne.

Of course, Song Qingshu refused. Although he was young and successful, he knew that Mu Xiu would be defeated by Lin Feng. Everyone here was a powerful man. In addition, there were a lot of rules in the officialdom. I don't want to offend people by being confused.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and Wu Qian next to him laughed: "Young Master Song, don't give in, you will soon become the person with the highest status in our group. Who will you sit if you don't take the throne?"

Song Qingshu was stunned, thinking that although in terms of actual power, he was stronger than these people, but they were high-ranking officials of the Song Dynasty, and he couldn't control them, why would he have such an attitude.

As if seeing his doubts, Han Yuxiao laughed: "I invited the son to come over this time to celebrate in advance for the son."

"What to celebrate?" Song Qingshu became more and more confused, and began to wonder if Zhao Gou had already decided to agree to the marriage of the two princesses?

"Tomorrow, the imperial decree will come down, and the son will be named King Qi." Han Yuxu patted his shoulder and smiled.

"King Qi?" Song Qingshu was both surprised and delighted for a while. After all, although he has always called himself the King of the Golden Snake, in the eyes of the mainstream, he is just a king of the mountain who is a rogue, and even many people in the world have not given him this gold. The snake king is one thing.

If he was awarded the title of King Qi, then he would be a righteous king, and it was not the same as the previous miscellaneous brand Golden Snake King. As for this king being conferred by the Southern Song Dynasty, there is a suspicion of being recruited, but Song Qingshu did not care. Although the Southern Song Dynasty was weak, after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty became the only orthodox dynasty in the hearts of the Han people in the world, and was officially recognized by the Southern Song Dynasty. , which is equivalent to being recognized by the Han people all over the world.

In ancient times, the most important thing is to be justifiable. Once you have a name, you can do everything with half the effort. On the contrary, you will be like Wu Sangui, no matter what you do, it will be a lot of trouble.

Before the Golden Snake Camp, there was a lot of victories, and the momentum was so huge. After the decree of seeking talents was widely issued, although it received a lot of grass-roots heroes, there were almost no talents from the scholar-official class. To the recognition of the scholar-official class, but once the name of King Qi, all this is no longer a problem!

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