Chapter 745: A Beautiful and Vicious Plan

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With Song Qingshu's light work at this time, unless the guards at the gate knew someone in advance, it would be impossible to find Song Qingshu's intrusion at that moment, not to mention that the guards at the door seemed to be afraid of Wanyanping. Song Qing has written.

As soon as Song Qingshu entered the door, he put his toes on his toes, and the whole person fell into the shadow of the roof.

"Huh?" Wanyanping suddenly turned around and glanced back if she felt something, but all the respectful subordinates came into her eyes. She frowned slightly, and soon laughed secretly that she was too suspicious. As far as I know, in the depths of the heavily guarded palace, how could anyone find it here.

Seeing the backs of Wanyanping and the others leaving, Song Qingshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her sister-in-law's sixth sense was really terrible.

Next, he acted more carefully. Fortunately, there was no one else in the room except for the guard behind the door. He wanted to go the way of guarding the outside and the inside, so Song Qingshu was able to hang calmly behind Wanyanping and others. , otherwise it would be difficult for him not to show his traces in plain sight.

Following Wanyanping, she quickly came to a row of rooms. She said it was a room. In fact, it was more appropriate to describe it as a prison. a few people.

Song Qingshu's eyes were so sharp that he recognized Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting immediately. There was another person beside them, with a square face and a broad nose, a calm expression on his face, a slight gray on the temples, a gentle and elegant temperament, and a very attractive one. Middle-aged men - it would be better if they were thinner.

Although Song Qingshu had never seen him before, the feeling of respect and fear in his bones made him realize that this person was Song Yuanqiao.

Looking at this cheap old man, Song Qingshu's mood at this time can be described as mixed. If he said that he has any father-son relationship with Song Yuanqiao, it would be pure nonsense. After all, he is just a soul that has passed through later generations.

But it is difficult for Song Qingshu to treat him as a passerby. After all, he can be described as very lonely in this world. Song Yuanqiao is his relative no matter what, not to mention taking up his son's body-although his son is actually in the world. He died at the Lion Slaughtering Conference, and at the hands of the Wudang faction—Song Qingshu inevitably felt a sense of guilt.

"Song Daxia, after so long, have you thought about it?" When Song Qingshu was in a trance, Wanyanping had already spoken.

Song Yuanqiao opened his eyes, looked at her lightly, and closed his eyes again, as if he didn't hear her question, but Yin Liting on the side said angrily: "Demon girl, no matter how much you say, it's useless, we will never do it. Leaked Wudang's unique skills."

Song Qingshu hid on the sidelines and watched indifferently. He couldn't help nodding secretly. His cheap old man deserved to be the head of Wudang. He didn't say that, but Yin Liting was obviously young and impatient, and he couldn't hold his breath.

However, he also had to thank Yin Liting for his impatience, which made him understand what Wanyanping wanted from them.

"Wudang's unique skills?" Wanyanping snorted disdainfully, "If your Wudang martial arts are so powerful, we won't be caught here."

"Demon girl, what did you say?" Yin Liting was angry and anxious. You must know that the most important thing for all sects in the world is the reputation of the sect. If she is not in jail now, just based on what she said just now, it will inevitably lead to a duel. .

"It seems that the martial arts of the Wudang faction are really not good. Yin Liuxia is one of the seven warriors of Wudang, but his ears are starting to be weak at a young age, tsk tsk~" Wanyanping tipped her toes and hooked up to a nearby bench to sit down. , resting his chin in his hand, looking at Yin Liting with a half-smile expression.

Yin Liting's face was flushed, and just as he was about to say something, Song Yuanqiao had already opened his eyes, shook his head at him, and said lightly, "Since the girl doesn't look down on the martial arts of the Wudang School, why do you keep trying to force us to ask?"

Wanyanping snorted: "Although your martial arts in Wudang are not very advanced, it is good that the threshold is low, which is very suitable for promotion in the military and for ordinary soldiers to learn."

"Demon girl, Song and Jin are at odds with each other, do you think we will leak martial arts to you so that you can train your soldiers and use them to deal with Song people in the future?" Zhang Songxi, who had been silent before, said coldly.

"Zhang Sixia, I have said before that these soldiers are used to deal with Mongolia. You have been at war with Mongolia for many years in the Southern Song Dynasty, and you can be regarded as a deep hatred. Human strength, why not do it?" Wanyanping frowned, still explaining patiently.

Song Qingshu also found it strange. Hearing her say this, it suddenly dawned on me that the war between Jin Guo and Mongolia had caused too many Jurchen elite casualties. Now they have to recruit a large number of Han soldiers in the country, and ordinary Han soldiers are not like Jurchen. Soldiers are so brave and good at fighting, naturally they cannot be used against the Mongolian army, and Wudang martial arts has a low threshold, which is very suitable for improving the physical fitness of ordinary soldiers. combat power.

Zhang Songxi replied coldly: "You don't have to be eloquent, we will never reveal the unique skills of Wudang."

Wanyanping immediately put away her smile and suddenly stood up: "I have been persuading me during this period of time. I thought that the cooperation between the two sides would be very happy. In the future, I will dominate the world with great money. You Wudang is the state religion. , do you really think I can't get you to speak?"

Song Yuanqiao said lightly: "

Now that we have fallen into your hands, we have no intention of going out alive. "

"Do you want to kill or cut?" Wanyanping smiled disdainfully, "There are many things in this world that are more painful than death."

Song Qingshu, who was hiding in the dark, secretly raised his true anger. If his cheap sister-in-law really wanted to kill or torture him, even if he exposed his deeds, he would do it.

"Do you know what this place is?" Wanyanping said suddenly, seeing the blank faces of the other three, she chuckled, "This place is called Huanyiyuan, and nominally it washes clothes for the nobles in the palace. But do you know what identities these ladies in the laundry are?"

Wanyanping paced in front of the prison with her hands on her shoulders, smiling even more playfully: "As Song people, you should be unforgettable about the 'Shame of Jingkang', when the Second Prince and the King of Jinyuan invaded Tokyo and captured Hui In addition to Emperor Qin, he also captured thousands of concubines, princesses, noble ladies and women of the royal family. Except for those who died and those who were taken into the house by some princes and generals, the rest were all locked in this washcloth courtyard. inside."

"Of course, after so many years, those women have also died, but those young and infant princesses are all grown up now..." Wanyanping's voice suddenly turned cold. "If the people of Song knew the famous Wudang heroes who were famous for their chivalry, but they raped those golden branches and jade leaves in the Jin Kingdom, do you think the Wudang faction would still have a foothold in the Southern Song Dynasty?"

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