Chapter 1411 Crown Princess

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?Xue Yiren has a high prestige in the army, but he is low-key by nature. In addition, as a member of the Xue family, he used connections to transfer him from the front-line army. After 20 years, his prestige was gradually forgotten. It is not obvious, and it is not known to people in the arena.

It is also thanks to meeting Song Qingshu. I don't know how powerful he is, but Song Qingshu is different. After reading Gu Long's novels, I know that Xue Yiren is definitely comparable to Ximen Chuixue after Dacheng. A sword in the novel Chu Liuxiang, who was number one in the world of Qinggong, had no time to dodge when he stabbed it, and he didn't use all his strength for that sword.

In fact, Song Qingshu didn't know whether the Xue Yi and Gu Long's novel were the same person, but judging from the other party's move just now, this person's cultivation was definitely not under the Huashan wind. At the beginning, Dongfang Muxue's martial arts was so high that after the battle with Feng Qingyang, he couldn't use force for ten years...

With Song Qingshu's current cultivation and eyesight, there is an objective judgment in his heart. In terms of the subtlety of swordsmanship, Feng Qingyang may be better than the Xue Yiren in front of him, but in terms of the purity of swordsmanship, Xue Yiren is better. Feng Qingyang, after all, Feng Qingyang practiced the swordsmanship of Dugu seeking defeat, while Xue Yiren's swordsmanship was created by himself.

Xue Yiren slowly raised the sword in his hand, his eyes full of nostalgia and sigh: "I haven't used a sword for a long time, but I have to make an exception when I meet you today."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "It seems that I should feel honored."

Xue Yiren said indifferently: "It is also my honor to meet a master like you." As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand was slowly unsheathed, and the distance of several meters made people feel the chill of the sword. .

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, he wasn't afraid of the other party, he just felt that it was inexplicable to fight against such a top expert, and some of the benefits were not proportional to the effort, not to mention that Huang Rong was still in the sedan chair, in case the aftermath of the duel was injured later. When it came to her, it would be even more regrettable if any accident happened.

However, he also knows that for some people who love martial arts and become crazy, it is very exciting to find an equal opponent, and it is almost impossible for the opponent to give up the idea of ​​​​playing.

Just when he had no choice but to make a move, suddenly a pleasant female voice came from the street not far away: "Wait a minute~ Wait a minute~"

Song Qingshu followed the prestige and saw a young girl riding on a horse. Her face was like a silver basin, her eyes were like water apricots, her lips were not tickled, but her eyebrows were green. Above, but Song Qingshu could feel a dignified, graceful and elegant temperament from this girl.

"It turned out to be her!" Song Qingshu recognized this beautiful girl. When she was crowned King Qi, she followed her father to the residence to congratulate her. The reason she recognized her at a glance was because her name was Xue Baochai.

Seeing her, Xue Yiren couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing here?"

Xue Baochai pulled the reins and stopped, maybe because she was in a hurry, she was out of breath when she spoke: "Brother, you can't challenge him."

Hearing the name from her mouth, Song Qingshu couldn't help but stunned, his eyes swept back and forth between her and Xue Yiren several times, thinking that the two brothers and sisters are a few decades apart, and her father is really old and strong...

However, he quickly remembered Xue Ji's appearance. It is impossible to be Xue Yiren's father. Song Qingshu quickly reacted. It is estimated that the relationship between Jia Zhen and Jia Baoyu is similar to that of Jia Zhen and Jia Baoyu. brother.

When Xue Yiren heard his sister's words, he snorted coldly: "Why can't I challenge him?"

Xue Baochai dismounted, first looked at Song Qingshu and gave him an apologetic look, then ran to his brother and whispered, "He has been named King of Qi, and now his status is noble, and the power under his command should not be underestimated. There is no need for the Xue family to provoke such a powerful enemy."

Although her voice was small, she could still hear clearly with Song Qingshu's cultivation level, and she couldn't help but sigh that Xue Baochai's personality was still the same, graceful and knowledgeable, and everything was considered so carefully.

"Is this what you mean or what your father means?" Xue Yiren said with a frown.

"That's what I meant, but if my father was present, he would definitely stop you." Xue Baochai said quickly.

Song Qingshu secretly sighed, this kind of inexplicable fight is of course the best if you don't fight.

Xue Yiren fell into silence, and just when everyone thought he had given up, he suddenly said, "I haven't been able to find anyone who can use swords over the years, and now I finally found one, even if your father is here, today will be the same. Can't stop me."

Xue Baochai was in a hurry. She knew that if the two fought a battle, whoever won and lost would definitely offend Song Qingshu, a powerful enemy. Song Qingshu was a strong martial artist and his subordinates were strong and strong, and his strength was far superior to that of the average prince. But she also knew that her brother was addicted to swords, and now that she has finally found an opponent, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop.

The long sword in Xue Yiren's hand pointed at Song Qingshu, and his whole body was locked in the opponent's body, looking for the opportunity to use the sword.

Song Qingshu didn't dare to neglect, after all, the person in front of him was not an ordinary expert, and if he was not careful, he might capsize in the gutter.

A gust of cool wind blew, and the leaves of a big tree next to them fell off and fell between the two of them, but they were instantly cut into pieces by the real sword energy. Xue Yiren's eyes narrowed, and the long sword in his hand turned. To get started.

At this moment, a yellow shadow fell between the two of them. Seeing each other's appearance clearly, Xue Yiren frowned, and moved the sword in his hand to the side at a critical moment.

Song Qingshu also recognized the girl

The identity of the son, the brows gradually stretched out, and the momentum gathered all over the body disappeared without a trace.

"I haven't seen General Xue for many years and still look good." The woman owed Xue Yiren a little.

"I've seen the princess!" Xue Yiren cupped his hands, "I haven't seen you for many years, and the princess has also improved a lot in martial arts."

The woman in the yellow shirt smiled slightly: "In front of General Xue, how dare a little girl call herself diligent."

Xue Yiren was noncommittal and gave him a thoughtful look: "Why did the princess come here this time?"

The woman in the yellow shirt smiled slightly: "Not long ago, the emperor summoned the general to Beijing, and today I have to ask that the general has arrived in Lin'an, and specially sent me to pick up the general."

Xue Yiren's eyes narrowed, and her eyes swept over her and Song Qingshu, and the woman in yellow still looked at him with a smile as usual.

Xue Baochai was originally a shrewd person. Seeing this, he hurriedly walked up and pulled his brother's arm: "Big brother, since the emperor invited me, it's better to miss the time."

Xue Yiren frowned, and after a long time, he put his sword into the sheath, and said loudly: "Today, it seems that I have no chance to learn the master's tricks."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "It will be a long time to come to Japan."

"Very good." Xue Yiren took a deep look at him, then turned around and left, the whole person's momentum gradually subsided, like a magic weapon slowly being put into the scabbard.

Xue Baochai hurriedly held the skirt and bowed to Song Qingshu: "I'm so rude today, I'll apologize to King Qi another day." After speaking, he led his horse and hurriedly chased in the direction where Xue Yiren left.

Seeing the two gradually disappearing into the street, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh: "You are really big-hearted, and there was no defense behind you just now."

The yellow-shirted woman sighed quietly: "You two are masters of masters, how can I deal with both of you at the same time? At that juncture, it is not bad to only be on the defensive side."

Song Qingshu's expression changed: "It seems that you trust me quite a bit."

The woman in the yellow shirt blushed, but she quickly covered it up: "That's natural, I haven't seen Xue Yiren for many years, and we don't have any friendship. I'm more willing to believe that you won't shoot at me than others." Because of what she thought, just now she completely gave up the defense of her back, and concentrated on guarding Xue Yiren, for fear that he would make a desperate shot because of his love for martial arts.

Worried that what he continued to say would make it difficult for him to answer, the woman in yellow hurriedly changed the subject with a smile, "Should you thank me?"

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "I really have to thank you, otherwise it would be really depressing to fight with such a master inexplicably."

The corner of the woman's mouth rose slightly: "Then how are you going to thank me?"

"How about I invite you to a bar." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"Drinking?" The woman in the yellow shirt kicked the stones beside her feet with her hands behind her back. "It sounds pretty good, how about today?"

Huang Rong in the sedan chair heard the conversation between the two, and her heart was instantly raised in her throat, thinking that when this bastard is not good for flirting with a girl, she has to flirt at this time. Isn't it coming out soon?

Song Qingshu was also surprised, but he had already practiced the ability of Taishan to collapse in front of him without changing his color, and replied with a smile: "Okay, but I heard you just now, it seems that today I want to bring Xue Yiren back to see the emperor? "

"Yeah." The woman in the yellow shirt sighed, "It looks like I'll have a drink with you next time."

Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "I listened to your conversation just now, why is the emperor in such a hurry to summon the masters into the palace?"

The woman in yellow frowned, hesitated for a while before saying, "I shouldn't have said it originally, but sooner or later with your current status, you will know."

The yellow-shirted girl paused and continued: "The daughter of Shi Shenyan, who served in the palace a few days ago, was robbed by gangsters on the way from his hometown Yinshen Garden to Lin'an. "

Song Qingshu couldn't help but remember that when he and Lu You were in Shanyin, he went to Shenyuan, where he also met his ex-wife Tang Wan, but still couldn't help but curiously said: "Although the imperial censor in the palace is not a low-ranking position, but Wouldn't it surprise the emperor?"

The woman in the yellow shirt sighed softly: "Under normal circumstances, it is true that the emperor can't be disturbed, but this incident is special because of the status of the daughter of the Shen family. She is not only Shen Yan's precious daughter, but also a future candidate for the crown princess."

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