Chapter 1497 Bloody Grim Reaper

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That night, the two got together again to analyze the civil and military officials in Shangjing, but unfortunately they did not gain anything until the second half of the night. In the end, because they were too sleepy, the two fell asleep in the study unknowingly.

The next day, Zhao Min woke up earlier, and was startled at first. When she saw Song Qingshu sleeping on the opposite table, a faint smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She tiptoed out to wash up, Zhao Min noticed the strange eyes people looked at her, she was puzzled at first, but she quickly realized that these servants were shocked that she was sleeping in the same room with a man.

Although the two of them didn't have physical contact in the house, these people outside didn't know it. From their point of view, Zhao Min and Song Qingshu had obviously slept together.

Zhao Min's cheeks flushed, and there was a hint of shame and anger in her eyes, but such a misunderstanding was inconvenient to explain. Could it be that she caught a servant and said that nothing happened between her and Song Qingshu last night?

First, people will definitely not believe it, and secondly, she can't afford to lose this person.

After hurriedly grooming, when he came back, he found that the initiator was still sleeping soundly. Zhao Min didn't get angry, and walked over and kicked his stool: "Lazy pig, get up!"

Song Qingshu was woken up instantly. If he hadn't been good at martial arts, he might have fallen to the ground. "What's the situation?"

Seeing the sparkling water stains on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Min threw the towel in his hand to him with disgust: "It's disgusting that such a big man is still drooling when he sleeps." She was in a similar condition when she woke up just now.

Song Qingshu sneered and wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel: "It is a blessing to be served and washed by the county master. I don't know how many lifetimes I have cultivated." Just as he was talking, he suddenly smelled the faint fragrance on the towel, and he couldn't help but look strangely, "So Xiang, you didn't use it, did you?"

Only then did Zhao Min realize that she threw her things to him just now. She was secretly embarrassed, but she couldn't admit it: "How could it be mine? It's Aunt Wu who cooks in the yard."

"Oh, since that's the case, I'll use it to wipe my feet." Song Qingshu said deliberately.

"You dare!" This sentence instantly caused Zhao Min's eyebrows to stand up. Seeing Song Qingshu's half-smiley eyes, she immediately understood that she had fallen for his trick.

"Bastard~" Zhao Min scolded, but she couldn't help laughing at first, "I'm too lazy to care about you, I went out to taste the food in Beijing after washing up."

Soon, the two of them appeared on the streets of the city and tasted various specialties of Shangjing. Because they pondered for so long last night, they couldn't come up with any clues. Now the two of them have a tacit understanding not to spoil the fun by mentioning Rong Jingyue. When it was a complete vacation. It is rare for the two of them to have this opportunity to relax, so they cherish it.

It's a pity that after only enjoying it for a while, Zhao Min's subordinates ran over and glanced at Song Qingshu. The man hesitated again and again. After what happened last night, they had acquiesced that this man was the uncle of their Ruyang palace, and most of the time they thought it was too much. Don't lie to him. However, Zhao Min was always very strict, and he was worried that he would be dealt with by Zhao Min afterwards. In the end, he didn't say it publicly, but got close to Zhao Min and whispered.

"What happened?" After the person left, Song Qingshu asked casually, it was not difficult to eavesdrop on his skill, but out of respect, he did not eavesdrop on the other party's conversation.

"The mission of the Southern Song Dynasty is about to arrive in a small town 30 miles outside the city. They could have entered Beijing today, but the Southern Song Dynasty seems to pay more attention to good times and auspicious times. ." Zhao Min replied.

"The Mission of the Southern Song Dynasty..." Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, knowing that this was to discuss sending troops from the north and the south to attack the Jin Kingdom.

"Today is the best chance to disrupt the peace talks. If they are stared at by various forces after they enter the city, coupled with the protection of the various armies of the Liao Kingdom, it will be more than double the difficulty of trying to do anything. "

Song Qingshu looked weird: "Are you implying me to do something?"

Zhao Min smiled sweetly: "I didn't say anything."

Song Qingshu finally couldn't help being curious, looked at her with burning eyes and asked, "It stands to reason that the Song-Liao Alliance sending troops to attack Jin is in your Mongolia's best interest. Why do you want to help me like this?"

Zhao Min blushed slightly and looked away: "You don't have to think about some things, I'm not helping you, but just helping yourself."

"Help yourself?" Song Qingshu asked in confusion.

"It's good for Mongolia but not necessarily good for the Ruyang Palace. Over the years, I have faintly noticed that the Great Khan has begun to fear and suspect my father, but I didn't do it because I still need my father to help him navigate the Central Plains, but if the Central Plains The most powerful enemy here, Jin Guo, has collapsed, and such things as birds and bows have to be guarded against." Zhao Min said as she looked towards the north, her eyes full of worry.

It seems that the power struggle in Mongolia has also reached a white-hot stage... Song Qingshu pondered secretly, but jokingly said: "It seems that you are planning to raise the pirates and respect yourself."

"Don't say it so badly," Zhao Min glared at him angrily. "Self-protection always requires wisdom. Speaking of which, are you going to go?"

"Go, of course," Song Qingshu knew exactly what his purpose of going north was, and of course he couldn't let Song Liao join forces so easily, "Will you accompany me?"

Zhao Min blushed and turned away: "What am I doing with you is not my business."

"That's true," Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "Then let's split our troops into two separate ways. I'll stop the Southern Song mission, while you continue to investigate the whereabouts of Murong Jingyue."

"Okay." Zhao Min was also straightforward, not at all sloppy.

After parting with Zhao Min, Song Qingshu hurried all the way to the town outside the city. The 30-mile road was not too far. Because it was still early, he deliberately slowed down his pace, lest the early morning be the best time for the embassy's spirit. .

About an hour later, he finally arrived at the town. The Liao Kingdom sent someone to arrange for the Southern Song mission to stay at the station. Song Qingshu secretly investigated and roughly figured out the size of the mission.

This time, there were not many people sent by the Southern Song Dynasty, only about 20 people, obviously because the target was smaller and less likely to be discovered by the enemy. Except for the official and deputy envoys, they are all good players out of a hundred. It seems that Song Ting also attaches great importance to the safety of the mission.

"I don't know how to stop the alliance between the two countries." Song Qingshu hid in a tree and was extremely distressed. In fact, he already had the answer in his heart, but he never wanted to face it.

To destroy the alliance between the two countries, the most straightforward way is to kill the regiment team. A more advanced approach can also deliberately let one or two people go, and finally put the blame on the Khitan people.

At that time, even if Song Ting disregarded his previous suspicions and sent a new mission, he would be able to buy several more months. And you can keep killing until the two countries are suspicious of each other, then you're done.

However, Song Qingshu is not such a cruel and easy to kill person, especially for his own interests in the Jin Kingdom, he can't get over that hurdle in his heart to kill the Song people.

"If Zhao Min were here, he would be ridiculing my wife's kindness again." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he subconsciously hid in the bushes. It didn't take long for a masked man to break in from the outside and sneak into the station all the way.

"This person's figure seems to be familiar?" Song Qingshu was puzzled, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he saw it.

Just as he was having a headache, there was a sudden burst of low-pitched screams. Although it stopped abruptly, Song Qingshu could instantly hear that it was a scream before someone died.

"This person..." Song Qingshu was startled, and he was hesitating whether to go over and take a look. The Khitan warriors on the side of the inn were obviously also alarmed, and they rushed over here with weapons.

After a while, the man in black had walked out of the room, and a drop of blood was slowly seeping out from the long sword in his hand.

Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, he had already recognized this sword, it was Xue Yiren's sword!

At this time, the group of Khitan warriors found that the members of the Southern Song Dynasty mission were lying in a pool of blood.

There was a flash of blood in the air, and Xue Yiren's sword was like the scythe of the god of death, flashing a blood-red and poignant light, reaping one life after another.

After about a stick of incense, there were no living people in the inn. Xue Yiren took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood on the sword, slowly sheathed the sword, and walked out leisurely, as if nothing had happened just now. generally.

Song Qingshu quietly went to the room to investigate, and found that the members of Song Guo's mission were killed with one sword. Many of the guards' swords had just been drawn halfway, and there was still the horror in their eyes, as if they did not expect the opponent's sword to be so fast. .

"Xue Yiren is a member of the Imperial City Division, why did you want to kill the imperial envoy?" Song Qingshu was shocked, and the development of the plot was somewhat unexpected.

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and Song Qingshu finally decided to follow. Xue Yiren's Qinggong is very good. At this moment, Kungfu has left the town for several miles. It is also a loss that Song Qingshu is unparalleled in Qinggong, so it is difficult to gradually catch up with him.

Seeing Xue Yiren's back, Song Qingshu slowed down. Xue Yiren's swordsmanship is already one of the best in the world. If you really want to fight for a while, you won't be able to catch him, and he has a tough personality. What, it's better to follow him secretly, see who is behind him where he goes, and find out.

Xue Yiren worked in the Imperial City Division. Not only was his martial arts outstanding, but he was also good at tracking and concealing techniques. Thanks to Song Qingshu's cultivation base, he was able to follow him without knowing it. There were also two or three times that he was almost discovered by him in the middle.

"Hey, you actually entered Shangjing?" Seeing the city gate in the distance, Song Qingshu became more and more suspicious, "Could it be that Xue Yi colluded with the Liao people?"

However, he quickly rejected this speculation. From the perspective of the Liao Kingdom, it makes no sense to kill the Song Kingdom mission, but Xue Yiren can't always be working for the Jin Kingdom, right?

Song Qingshu, as the highest-ranking member of the Jin Kingdom, naturally knew that this was impossible, so he became more and more curious about Xue Yiren's motives.

Following Xue Yiren all the way into the city, I saw him walking around, and soon came to a secluded house.

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