Chapter 2151 Three Monks Have No Water to Drink
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Fu Junyu glanced at her sister strangely: "Don't you hate this kind of playboy the most before?"
"Really?" Fu Junyu's eyes dodged a little, "I think he's okay, he's not the same as the other dudes."
"What's the difference?" Fu Jun snorted disdainfully, "Don't you still like to get close to beautiful girls?"
"In short, it's different." Fu Junyu touched the prism in her arms, but she still didn't take it out to share with her sister.
At this time, Song Qingshu had already arrived at the Prince Gaoli's room, and the prince received him. The two chatted one after another, exchanging the customs of Gaoli and the Southern Song Dynasty.
After a while, Crown Prince Gaoli said, "Young Master Jia came to see me more than just to talk to me about these things, right?"
Song Qingshu glanced at him: "I've been observing since I just came in. The prince seems to be in a particularly good mood today?"
"I'm in a good mood every day." Crown Prince Goryeo was noncommittal.
Song Qingshu said: "However, it is a bit unreasonable that the crown prince is so happy after two domestic dignitaries have died one after another."
Prince Gaoli said lightly: "I know what Young Master Jia wants to say, but everything needs to be evidenced, so don't blame me if you can't find it out."
Song Qingshu looked at his eyes carefully, but couldn't see any flaws: "Prince, it's better to be careful during this time. General Jin died suddenly after chatting with me before. I don't want the prince to repeat the same mistakes."
Prince Gaoli narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"
"No," Song Qingshu shook his head, "I'm just reminding you that the real threat is still lurking in the dark."
Prince Goryeo said lightly, "This is nothing to worry about, Your Excellency."
Song Qingshu even wanted to use the soul-moving method to torture his mind to see if the murderer was him, but he immediately suppressed the urge.
Seeing that there was nothing to ask here, Song Qingshu left the Goryeo embassy and walked directly in the direction of the palace. The matter of recruiting relatives had to be discussed with a few women.
A little red in the tail of Zhongyuan, who was secretly following, was a little annoying, but now that he has participated in the murder investigation in name, going to the palace is regarded as a report for work, which makes sense.
He directly took out his pocket card and entered the palace. Zhongyuan Yidian Hong had no choice but to wait outside the palace.
"Brother Song~"
"Song Lang~"
"Brother Qingshu~"
At this time, the three girls were discussing the candidates for marriage in the imperial study room, and they were all pleasantly surprised when they saw Song Qingshu's arrival.
Seeing the joy from the heart of the three girls, Song Qingshu also felt warm: "Has the negotiation come to a conclusion?"
Yelu Nanxian replied: "It is temporarily decided to arrange the confrontation by drawing lots, so as to block the mouth of Youyou."
Song Qingshu frowned: "Drawing lots? If there are some strong duels at the beginning, people in those countries will definitely be dissatisfied."
Li Qinglu pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's just a drawing of lots in name. In fact, the results drawn are generally arranged by us. There are special people in Yipintang who are responsible for this."
Song Qingshu's eyes widened, and he had to sigh. He thought that only those lottery tickets were operated in the dark.
Mu Wanqing took out a scroll and explained, "First of all, the principle must be to let people from various countries meet later. Otherwise, if they are eliminated in the first round, they will not be able to survive, and it will easily lead to diplomatic disputes."
Song Qingshu nodded: "That's true, but where do you find so many cannon fodder?"
Yelu Nanxian glanced at Li Qinglu on the side and giggled: "You underestimate the charm of our sister Qinglu, I heard that the most beautiful princess in Xixia is recruiting her son-in-law. The entire Xingqing Mansion is almost overwhelmed, all the inns are full, and many houses have been rented to these people who participated in the recruitment."
"So exaggerated?" Song Qingshu had been busy investigating the case these days, but he didn't notice the changes in the city.
Li Qinglu raised her chin that was as clean as jade, trying to keep her tone as normal as possible, but her expression was still a little smug: "Those people don't have any self-awareness, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts come to marry this princess, and they don't act like cannon fodder. "
Yelu Nanxian couldn't help joking: "If those people outside knew that the rumored unparalleled, unparalleled beauty, gentle and demure princess is actually a demon girl who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, I'm afraid they would have dispersed by now."
"Brother Qingshu, look at Sister Xian'er bullying me again." Li Qinglu shook Song Qingshu's arm, looking aggrieved.
Song Qingshu naturally knew her details, so she couldn't help laughing: "It's good if you don't bully others, will you still be bullied?"
"Hmph~" Li Qinglu pouted, but she wasn't really angry.
Song Qingshu suddenly noticed a person's name, and couldn't help but be extremely surprised: "Xuzhu? Can monks come to invite relatives too?"
"The news over there is false
Bamboo has long since returned to vulgarity. "Mu Wanqing explained, but still couldn't help spit, "These people are really not serious, they don't eat fast food and recite Buddha, and they go everywhere to join in the fun all day long. "
Song Qingshu sighed: "Actually, I can understand that now is a world of great competition, and everyone is betting, and Buddhism and Taoism are no exception. From historical experience, once they become the state religion of a unified dynasty
, all kinds of temples, fields, and offerings can be described as a steady stream, and it is natural to work hard for this. Of course, this is not entirely out of selfishness. Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, they all hope that their ideas will be accepted by more people, and to spread their beliefs, it is far from enough to rely on themselves. Naturally, they can only rely on the power of the state. "
Li Qinglu's eyes lit up: "Brother Qingshu, you said that one day you will become the most likely person to rule the world. Will those who were against you come to lick you?"
Song Qingshu rubbed her head: "I hope this day will come."
The next few women began to formulate a specific battle list, and Song Qingshu could not get in on the side, so he left the palace.
After he left, Li Qinglu put down the pen and paper in his hand, wrinkled Qiong's nose and said, "We can't do this!"
Mu Wanqing and Yelu Nanxian were confused: "What's wrong?"
"Why didn't you just keep him?" Li Qinglu said angrily.
Mu Wanqing and Yelu Nanxian blushed: "You didn't say anything."
"I'm not worried about you." Li Qinglu bit her lip, "It's not a solution for us to check and balance each other. The three monks have no water to drink, and in the end, the coquettish bitches outside are cheaper."
"Uh, this is too exaggerated." Yelu Nanxian hesitated.
"It's not like you don't know his ability to seduce women. You may not be in Wenrou Township when you are outside these days." Li Qinglu pouted.
Yelu Nanxian wanted to talk about it again, but when he thought about what he had seen and heard these days, he and the two women in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the little girl Gaoli looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel powerless to refute.
"So the three sisters of us have to unite, instead of infighting to take advantage of others." Li Qinglu squeezed his fists, obviously full of energy.
Yelu Nanxian pursed his lips and smiled: "I have no opinion."
Mu Wanqing's face turned slightly red, and finally she replied in a low voice, "Neither did I."
At this time, Song Qingshu on the street couldn't help sneezing, thinking who is talking about me behind my back? Hearing that heroes from all over the world gathered in the city, he came to stroll around, and it was really lively.
Suddenly there was a commotion not far ahead, mixed with a familiar voice: "Let go of me!"
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