Chapter 1613 Succession

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Despite some reluctance, Song Qingshu had to leave the Golden Snake Camp and rush to the Daxing Mansion of the Jin Kingdom.

Along the way, I encountered people fleeing north from time to time. Apparently, I heard that there was going to be a war in the south and had to flee their homes. The interesting thing is that most of them are Han people. Song Qingshu was a little strange at the beginning. It is reasonable to say that it was the Northern Expedition in the Southern Song Dynasty.

However, he quickly realized that he had been in this world for a long time, and gradually realized that for the people at the bottom, they were running around for three meals a day, struggling with food and clothing, and they really didn’t have the time to care about national affairs. Those who have the energy to care about these are often readers with relatively well-off families and passionate impulses.

For the people at the bottom, war means danger to their lives, means lack of food, means displacement...

"Prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer..." Song Qingshu has never been a sympathetic saint, but seeing the miserable conditions of some refugees with his own eyes touched him deeply, and became more and more determined to unify the world as soon as possible and keep the chaos away from the people. .

All the way to Daxing Mansion without stopping, there are twice as many guards at the city gate than usual, and there are soldiers patrolling everywhere on the street. It can be seen that the atmosphere in the city is much more solemn and tense than before, which is obviously due to the imminent war.

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and decided to go to Tang Kuo's mansion first. After all, it was still in the middle of the day, and even with his extremely light work, it was not easy to sneak into the heavily guarded Jin Guo Palace.

Coming to the vicinity of Tang Kuo Mansion, Song Qingshu looked at the guards in front of the door and felt depressed for a while: "I didn't expect that I couldn't go through the main entrance when I went back to my house. It's heartbreaking to think about it."

In fact, it was easy for him to change into Tang Kuobian, but he didn't know whether another "Tang Kuobian" was in the mansion at this time. If two Tang Kuobian appeared at the same time, it would be troublesome; of course, if he After reporting Song Qingshu's name, he can enter in an open manner. After all, he is Tang Kuobian's sworn brother, but now that the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Expedition are imminent, the Han people all over the world are paying attention to this side, and he doesn't want to make a fuss.

I tangled near the door, and finally went around to a remote courtyard wall in the backyard, and quietly turned in while no one was paying attention.

Now that Tang Kuobian is the head of all the officials of the Jin Dynasty, the mansion is naturally heavily guarded. Song Qingshu discovered many secret whistleblowers along the way, and thanks to his familiarity with the manor's situation, he did not trigger the alarm along the way.

Hearing some passing servants chatting, "Tang Kuobian" is now dealing with government affairs in the study, Song Qingshu pondered in his heart: I don't know who is pretending to be Tang Kuobian...

On the Jin Guo side, in most cases, the purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi pretended to be Tang Kuobian, and Gobi pretended to be the emperor Wanyanju and sat in the palace together with Wanyanping. Let's take a look at the role, so he is not sure who is in the study now.

Thinking of the glamorous and arrogant purple-shirted Dragon King, the gentle and moving Gebi, and the youthful and lively Wanyanping, Song Qingshu felt a touch of tenderness in his heart. This is also another home for him, especially Gebi, which can bring him a sense of happiness. The warmth of the family, the gentleness of the wife-although she has always asked him to appear in the image of Tang Kuobian every time, especially when he is intimate...

But how could Song Qingshu, who came from later generations, take into account the gains and losses of this city and one place? What is more important is the actual income, but I also enjoy playing role-playing games with her. Occasionally, when she is extremely emotional, she will return to her original appearance. It gave him a strong sense of conquest.

"Who?" Song Qingshu couldn't help breathing heavily because he thought of some charming pictures. "Tang Kuobian" in the study raised his head, and when he raised his hand, a hidden weapon was shot.

Feeling the oncoming wind, Song Qingshu secretly cried out ashamed, hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed the hidden weapon.

"It turned out to be Dai Qisi." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, this was the unique hidden weapon of the Purple Shirt Dragon King.

Besides, Dai Qisi was processing a large number of letters reported from various places in the study, when she suddenly heard a change outside the door, she shot the hidden weapon in her sleeve without thinking. No one is allowed to approach this small courtyard.

Sensing that the other party raised her hand to defuse her hidden weapon, Dai Qisi froze in her heart, knowing that she was a top expert, and she was probably not his opponent. She was about to call the guards to warn her, and suddenly she saw the other party's face clearly, with a small mouth. He opened it halfway and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"The red lips of the number one beauty in martial arts in the past were so delicate and dazzling, but it's a pity that she has a full beard now." Song Qingshu opened the door and entered, and said with a playful face.

Dai Qisi rolled her eyes at him, then raised her hand to cover her face, and when she put down her sleeves, she had regained her frosty, yet peerless and glamorous face.

At this time, a guard outside heard the movement and ran over: "Sir, what happened?"

"It's alright, back off, no one is allowed to approach without my order!" Dai Qisi closed the door with a flick of her sleeve, and said coldly.

"Yes!" The group of guards quietly retreated without any hesitation.

Song Qingshu glanced at her unexpectedly: "The technique of the Dragon King's control really impresses me, and it can really be called a ban."

"After all, I was also the saint of the Ming Sect's main altar, and the head of the four Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect in the Central Plains." Hearing his praise, Dai Qisi's lips could not help but slightly upturned into a beautiful arc.

Song Qingshu walked over and hugged her in his arms, wantonly feeling the body that many men in martial arts once dreamed of

, said with a smile: "But the happiest thing for me to come here today is not that you train your subordinates well, but another thing?"

"What's the matter?" A faint blush flashed across Dai Qisi's bright and fair cheeks. With her personality, she was not used to being hugged like this by a man, and she was a man younger than her.

Dai Qisi's body is plump and soft, Song Qingshu seems to be holding a ripe peach: "I'm happy that your first reaction after seeing me is to restore your appearance immediately, obviously you have begun to care about the image in my heart. , as the saying goes, women are the ones who please me, how can I be unhappy?"

Dai Qisi was shocked, did she gradually accept him unknowingly? You must know that at the beginning, he was half-forced to occupy his body...

Although she was a little flustered in her heart, she didn't mean to admit it at all: "Who said that, I'm not used to wearing that mask, and my face is full of beards. It's just killing people."

Song Qingshu leaned on her cheek and looked at her: "Let me see, if the dragon king's delicate skin is allergic to the beard on the mask, it would be a waste."

Being so close to him that she could even feel the breath of his breath, Dai Qisi couldn't help but tremble on her skin, and she got up from his arms in a panic, "You are older than me. My daughter is only a few years older, so don't make fun of an old woman like me like a little girl."

Song Qingshu laughed: "Dragon King's skin can be broken, and his body is still as graceful as a girl. We are standing together. People who don't know think you will be my sister, where are you getting old?"

In this world, Xiao Zhao was fifteen or sixteen years old, the Purple Shirt Dragon King was only in his early thirties, and Song Qingshu was almost thirty years old. The age gap between him and Xiao Zhao was much larger than that of the Purple Shirt Dragon King.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu suddenly pondered: "Although the golden bachelor is just beginning at his age in later generations, the world is obviously a bit too big, especially now that there is a large and no small foundation, we have to start thinking about it. The problem of the offspring has also played a role in reassuring people's hearts."

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