Chapter 2301 Enchanting Woman

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"Since the lord invites him so sincerely, the old beggar will be disrespectful." Hong Qigong still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food.

Brother Ali laughed: "It's better if the old gentleman is willing to show his face, please!"

Song Qingshu laughed dumbly. When Hong Qigong was greedy and made mistakes in his early years, he pointed out his ambition and reminded himself at any time, but he didn't expect that this problem could not be changed when he got old. Human nature is like this. Can do it, can't do it, swear that no amount of planning will do.

At this time, Brother Ali glanced at Song Qingshu not far away, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Aren't you resting, Da Zong?"

"There was such a big movement in the yard just now. I thought something was going on, so I came out to take a look." Because many guards from the palace had heard the news at this time, the palace was a mess, so Song Qingshu naturally didn't have to. Continue to lie in bed and act bed-play.

As for the lost Hai, he had already returned to the courtyard before everyone came and didn't show his face anymore. Song Qingshu pondered, Shan Yuru mentioned before that there would be a mysterious guest in the palace. Everyone thought it was Princess Yalun, but it was actually Hai lost.

"Da Zong is sober?" Brother Ali asked with concern, "I'll ask the servants to cook you a bowl of sober soup."

"No need, when I woke up just now, I had already used my power to refine the spirit of alcohol. Although I am still dizzy, it is not in the way." Song Qingshu replied, "But now I am a little hungry, so I will go to the banquet to eat something. it is good."

Brother Ali Bu smiled slightly: "That's how it should be, you just went to drink and you didn't eat much."

Hong Qigong, who was on the side, glanced at Song Qingshu curiously after hearing the words: "You can use your internal strength to refine the spirit of wine, your martial arts is very high."

Song Qingshu clasped his hands on his chest and said in a tone unique to Shuiyue Sect: "It's okay."

Brother Alibu introduced to him: "This is the top expert of Dongying, Shuiyue Sect."

Hong Qigong didn't care about the top two words in his mouth, but asked curiously: "I heard that Dongying Ninjutsu is very powerful, is that a trick or is there any mystery?"

"Let's have both." Song Qingshu commented, thinking of the Dongying masters who had played against each other before.

"Then would it be convenient for you to let me see?" Hong Qigong asked with wide eyes.

Song Qingshu thought to himself how could I know any kind of ninjutsu, so he snorted:

"It's inconvenient." Then he went straight away, lest he continue to ask to reveal his flaws.

Hong Qigong was slightly startled, but he didn't get angry. He realized that he was indeed a little abrupt. He thought that if the old urchin was here, he would definitely be obsessed with you and perform.

However, as he arrived at the banquet, his attention was quickly attracted by the fragrant beef and mutton, and he chose an empty seat and sat down to feast on it.

Brother Ali was having a headache to arrange a position for him. You must know that there was a conflict between Alan D'er and Shuiyue Da Zong just now. Now that Hong Qigong doesn't care about the seat, he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, noticing that he didn't look like a master when eating, but looked like a very hungry old beggar, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "Mr. Hong, I heard that you have traveled all over the Central Plains, why did you come to Mobei and Lin this time? What about the city?"

Although he also wanted to win over such a master, he was a king after all, and he was worried that the other party had any unfavorable intentions.

"Oh, it's mainly because I'm tired of the food from all over the Central Plains. I want to come to the Mongolian grassland to taste the authentic food here." Hong Qigong replied vaguely after eating a sip of meat and a sip of wine.

Someone next to Brother Ali quietly told him about Hong Qigong's reputation and hobbies, and he no longer doubted and laughed: "Eat, old gentleman, let's not talk about anything else here, there are enough cattle, sheep and horses to stroll around. ."

Song Qingshu thought to himself that he and Zhou Botong came to Mobei to find Guo Jing, why didn't he see Zhou Botong.

"Your Highness is really a good person," Hong Qigong said while drinking kumiss, "Speaking of which, we are still a little related."

"Relative?" Brother Ali was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize where the other party was making trouble.

Someone on the side hummed: "Your Excellency is a Han Chinese, and it would be too much of a joke to want to recognize relatives with the Golden Family."

Song Qingshu noticed that there were more people in the room than before, and the one who spoke was also an old acquaintance, that is, Ye Xiao Yang Ling in Yu Xiao's Soul Capture.

During the attack outside Xingqing Mansion, he killed Soul Destroyer Jiefu, Suohun Taisui Dumu had his hands broken by him, and the only ones who could barely escape were Shan Yuru and Yang Leng.

Yang Ling's face is pale now, and it can be seen that the internal injury he suffered last time has not healed.

Hong Qigong glanced at him sideways: "Who is Your Excellency?"

"Ye Owl Yang Ling!" Yang Ling snorted.

Hong Qigong frowned

Said: "I haven't heard of it."

Yang Ling couldn't help but be furious, but the other party was a guest invited by Brother Ali Bu, so it was not easy for him to attack immediately.

Hong Qigong said: "Although the old beggar is sloppy, he is not a nonsense person. My apprentice Guo Jing was your Mongolian consort, and Guo Jing was Torre's Anda. I have to call him uncle, so do I have a relationship with the prince?"

Song Qingshu almost didn't laugh out loud, this Hong Qigong looked at the big brows and big eyes, but he didn't expect that he would take advantage of Ali's brother like this, calling Uncle Guo Jing to call his grandfather.

It seems that some years ago

He helped Guo Jing to defend Xiangyang and fought bloody battles with the Mongols. He, the former head of the Beggar Gang, naturally had no good feelings for the Mongols.

In addition, he said this obviously in order to bring the topic to Guo Jing, and wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about the news. As for not saying it directly, it was obviously also considering that Guo Jing had a grudge against many Mongolians in Xiangyang a few years ago, and was worried that it would bring him danger.

When Brother Ali heard his words, his face turned gloomy, and he said coldly, "Guo Jing regretted his marriage and defected from Mongolia, and he was no longer a concubine, not to mention that the great Khan is about to give his aunt a new marriage, please don't ask for it. Nonsense ruins my aunt's reputation."

"Huazheng is getting married?" Hong Qigong lost his mind for a while, thinking that his quirky female apprentice and Huazheng competed for Guo Jing back then, and now, in the blink of an eye, it was more than ten years ago.

Yang Ling observed the words, and stood up when he saw it: "Your Highness is kind to entertain you, but your words are rude. If you want to come to the gang leader of the dignified beggar gang, you shouldn't be so mean. Maybe some people are tricking and cheating here."

Hong Qigong laughed dumbly: "I'm an old beggar, what can I pretend to be."

"Yes or not, try it and you'll know." Yang Ling waved his hand, and several pieces of lamb chops shot out from the table, each with a different selection angle and speed. It was covered in oil, and the master's face would be disgraced in front of everyone's eyes.

But in the next moment, everyone's eyes widened, only to see Hong Qigong holding all the lamb chops together with a pair of chopsticks: "Huahuo is good, but the internal strength is a little worse, it should be that the internal injury that was suffered before has not healed. for the sake of."

Yang Ling's face changed. At this time, an enchanting woman beside her smiled sweetly: "The martial arts of the nine-fingered god beggar are indeed well-deserved, but I am more curious, your apprentice's surname is Guo? Do you know where his hometown is?"

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