Chapter 2303 Startup Plan

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However, as soon as his words fell, the sword light of the "Shuiyue Dazong" in the field instantly flourished, and immediately reversed the opponent's dog-beating stick method, causing Hong Qigong to retreat.

The last time the swords met, the figures of both sides were shaken and retreated at the same time, Hong Qigong took advantage of the situation to point his toes and flew to the courtyard wall, laughing: "Your swordsmanship is very good, but the old beggar has something important to do. , I'll talk to you next time."

After he finished speaking, he played Qinggong and disappeared in the distance. The guards in the palace wanted to chase, but Brother Ali stretched out his hand to stop him: "No need to chase, everyone should eat and drink."

Then, with a wave of his hand, the arranged strongman wrestling program attracted a lot of applause from the surrounding Mongolians, and the atmosphere in the field quickly changed from the tension just now to joy.

Song Qingshu looked at the competition in front of him a little boring. If the two beautiful girls wrestled, he might be more interested. Of course, he was still a little determined. It seemed that no one in the field suspected that he had just let Hong Qigong away on purpose.

Maybe his wish had an effect. After the wrestling conference, girls of various colors came out soon, and many Mongolian youths were well-versed in their search and invited to sing and dance together.

Although the atmosphere in the field was very lively, Song Qingshu was always unable to integrate into this atmosphere, perhaps because he had too many thoughts, and he couldn't completely relax here.

"Why don't you find a girl to dance with?" When Song Qingshu was sighing about their racial talent, Brother Ali Bu also came to him.

"I don't know how to dance." Song Qingshu didn't believe that people like Shuiyue Sect would dance like this, of course, just in case he didn't say anything.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to dance, our Mongolian girls can dance, just let them take you with you." Brother Ali laughed and pointed at the girls in the field, "You can just pick the one you like, and now She's yours tonight."

Feeling that he became more enthusiastic, Song Qingshu guessed that he had just watched the battle between him and Hong Qigong and looked at it again: "Thank you for your love, I want that one?" One finger.

Of course, he would not point to Princess Yalun stubbornly, but Shan Yuru, wanting to take the opportunity to test the relationship between the two parties.

Brother Ali suddenly stopped smiling, and said embarrassingly: "That woman can't do anything about her, but as the so-called beauty loves heroes, you have just been shocked by your skills, maybe the leader can also treat you differently."

This woman can't even eat what the king wants to eat, otherwise why would she have sent her before?

Come out to seduce you?

Song Qingshu sighed and stopped talking. Brother Ali couldn't hold on to his face, so he asked a topic: "Dazong doesn't seem to be in a very happy mood?"

"It's a bit of a depressing thing to make the prince laugh." Song Qingshu's heart was bright, and most of this fellow was about to start to win over.

Sure enough, Brother Ali Bu quickly said in a sincere tone of empathy: "Although Dazong didn't say it clearly, this king can roughly guess one or two things. The matter of Xingqing Mansion cannot be undone by manpower, and Dazong does not need to worry too much. In the situation at that time, unless the Great Khan, Tongtian Wu, and Demon Master were personally there, it would be impossible for someone else to do better than Da Zong.”

Song Qingshu pretended to be moved and said, "I didn't expect the lord to understand me, but it's a pity that everyone in Lincheng and Lincheng look down on me for this, even the sweat..."

He deliberately didn't say what he said later, just picked up the wine and drank it.

Brother Ali saw that he had just been drinking and drinking. In theory, he should be extremely resistant to drinking now. He even took the initiative to drink. Obviously, he was extremely annoyed and couldn't help but feel very happy. Of course, he pretended to be sympathetic on the surface. : "It's fine on the Khan's side. He is a grand old man, so he probably won't take this trivial matter to heart. On the contrary, you left Xu Liewu before, and I'm afraid you will offend him to death, and the fifth and fourth The relationship has always been the best, I am afraid that the fourth one will also have some criticisms against you."

Song Qingshu pretended to be frightened: "I later saved the Fifth Prince and the Fourth Princess at the same time, so they shouldn't remember their old grudges."

"How can Da Zong be so naive?" Brother Ali noticed his expression, feeling a little smug in his heart, and he was almost overwhelmed by his defenses, "The fifth one is the most arrogant and must report. If you have a bad stomach, for the superiors, if you are unfaithful once, you will not use it a hundred times, even if they really don’t care about the past, but no matter how generous they are, they won’t hold you accountable at most, how can they reuse you?”

"There are no outsiders here, so I'll tell you something from my heart," Brother Ali put his arms around his shoulders and approached, "Although the Great Khan is wise and invincible in the world, after all, he is already old, and if the fourth one ascends the throne in the future , hehe... Dazong should also prepare for the road ahead in advance."

Naturally, Song Qingshu couldn't play Shuiyue Dazong like a fool, and immediately hit the snake and followed the stick: "Thank you for your guidance. In the future, if you have any instructions, as long as you don't go against the sweat, you will do your best wherever you can."

Brother Ali didn't expect him to be so eloquent, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Okay, come and pick beauties, just pick."

After all, Song Qingshu didn't pick any beauties. After the banquet, Ali Bugo sent Shan Yuru to take him back, and winked at him at the same time: "The opportunity this king created for you, it's up to you whether you can get it tonight or not. It's up to you."

Although she said this, she didn't take it seriously in her heart. How could a woman of such a rank as Shan Yuru let a man get close to her casually, knowing that with his status and power, he has always been unable to ask for it.

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Thank you lord. "Song Qingshu does have something to ask Shan Yuru.

Shan Yuru naturally pretended to be reluctant but helpless, and when she was out of everyone's sight, she immediately approached Song Qingshu with an affectionate face: "Young master is so powerful, not only drinking the best drinker Alan here. Turned it over, and pushed back the famous Hong Qigong, tonight is really out of the limelight."

Song Qingshu shook off the unique braids of Shuiyue Sect: "Hey, there's no way, no matter how hard some people try, they can't hide their excellence."

Shan Yuru covered her mouth and smiled: "However, what I admire more about the young master is that he took advantage of Princess Yalun in a fair and open manner. How is it, how does it feel?"

"It's quite a drum..." Song Qingshu replied subconsciously, but immediately reacted, his face flushed and he coughed, "Alright, let's get down to business, why is your master so concerned with Guo Jing's question?"

Shan Yuru shook her head: "I've never heard of the relationship between Master and Guo Jing. Maybe she has always cared about people with the surname Guo."

"Caring about people with the surname Guo?" Song Qingshu was at a loss.

"Well," Shan Yuru frowned lightly, "since I can remember, Master seems to have an extraordinary concern for the surnamed Guo, always inquiring about the origin of his hometown and so on."

"There is still such a hobby in the world?" Song Qingshu was a little messy for a while.

At this time on the other side, Hai Losang had already returned to his own mansion, and met his confidant in the study: "Zhenhai, how are things going?"

If Song Qingshu was here, he would definitely recognize that this person was the middle-aged man who appeared in the inn with Hai Losang last time. He nodded slowly: "Back to Princess, the news has been passed on to Huazheng through channels."

"The good show is about to begin." The corners of Hai lost his lips slightly raised, "Since Hua Zheng is looking for an excuse to delay the marriage, we will give her such an excuse."

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