Chapter 954

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The relationship between the two was so familiar that Ouyang Feng wouldn't mind this kind of joke at all. He squinted at Song Qingshu and laughed, "Compared with my brother, my methods are not worth mentioning."

Being praised like this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smirk, but he didn't take it seriously. In terms of skill, he was probably above Ouyang Feng, but when it came to viciousness, he really couldn't compare to the other party.

After laughing for a while, Ouyang Feng couldn't help frowning: "With your help, I have some confidence that I want Huang Rong to remarry, but Guo Jing is a stubborn, upright man, and I want him to be remarried. Doing things that are sorry for Huang Rong, I'm afraid it will be as hard as going to the sky."

"Really?" Song Qingshu replied noncommittally, but in his mind came the scene of meeting Zhao Min and Hua Zheng in the inn. You must know that Hua Zheng is Guo Jing's fiancée strictly speaking. The hatred of the family, coupled with Huang Rong's intervention, did not come together in the end.

Huazheng was originally a prairie woman with a cheerful personality, but when Song Qingshu saw her last time, her sad and weak face looked like a girl from the south of the Yangtze River.

Ouyang Feng couldn't do anything just by being Song Qingshu, so he said, "This matter can't be rushed. Let's find a way slowly. There must be a way to the front of the mountain, but the assassin had to talk to you yesterday."

Hearing him mention Yang Miaozhen, Song Qingshu also came back to his senses and listened attentively.

It turned out that yesterday Yang Miaozhen led Qiu Qianren all the way to an ambush that had been prepared in advance. If Ouyang Feng hadn't arrived in time, Qiu Qianren would have ended up there. Because of Song Qingshu's instructions, Ouyang Feng did not embarrass Yang Miaozhen, and the other party was also afraid of the two masters. Master, the two sides tested each other and then returned.

"That assassin is obviously a young girl," Ouyang Feng suddenly looked strange, "Isn't it the one of you who is jealous when you see you and the Purple Shirt Dragon King together?"

Song Qingshu has a black line: "Brother Feng, your imagination is really rich, why didn't you find you so gossipy before?"

"Hey, if it wasn't for your old friend, why did you specifically ask us to show mercy and not catch her?" Ouyang Feng had an expression everyone knew on his face.

Song Qingshu was at a loss for words for a while, knowing that this kind of thing was getting worse and worse, so he just left him to guess.

Dai Qisi was sitting on the bed by herself and was sulking. When she saw him coming in, she turned her body to the other side.

Song Qingshu suddenly laughed, walked over and asked, "Why, are you angry?"

"You know how to bully me." Dai Qisi bit her lip, and the more she said, the more she felt aggrieved, "It's not enough for me to bully me for one night last night, and today I'm pulling your friend to laugh at me!"

Song Qingshu sat next to her and put his arms around her shoulders, turning her around: "What's the point of mocking, Ouyang Feng and I are very familiar, he took you as his own talent and joked with you like that, but I didn't hear him say one word at a time. Does the younger brother and sister call out affectionately? If he is ten years younger, maybe I will be jealous."

Dai Qisi rolled his eyes at him angrily: "How old is Ouyang Feng, let alone ten years old, even if he is twenty years younger, you don't need to be jealous."

Song Qingshu looked at her with a half-smile, "Why?"

"Because..." Dai Qisi's cheeks flushed, "You know it yourself."

"I really don't know, should Madam explain to me?" The smile on Song Qingshu's face deepened.

"Dirty!" Dai Qisi couldn't help but spat.

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to hook her chin, and couldn't help sighing: "Madam's smile is really beautiful, and it was inevitable to waste the face that brought disaster to the country and the people with a straight face before."

"Who did I not laugh at before?" Dai Qisi sighed, her expression a little dazed.

"Oh?" Song Qingshu's expression changed, "Madam means you can show me a special laugh in the future?"

Dai Qisi's face flushed, and she hurriedly said, "That's not what I meant..."

Song Qingshu interrupted her and smiled gently: "Okay, okay, no need to explain, I know you don't mean that, but this is my vision, and I want you to laugh at me in the future."

Dai Qisi felt dizzy when she heard it, and it took a long time before she recovered: "You are really good at making women happy. If I knew you and Qianye at the same time, maybe I would really be deceived by you in the end."

"Don't use the word cheating, can true love be called cheating?" Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"Bah, who is your true love." Dai Qisi didn't know what was wrong with her, why she looked like a little girl in front of a man much younger than her.

"Although not now, I believe that one day you will fall in love with me." Song Qingshu laughed.

"Have your Spring and Autumn Dream." Dai Qisi threw the pillow on the bed directly on his head.

"Wow, you dare to murder your husband. Did you raise a little white face outside? Tell me honestly!" Song Qingshu deliberately put on a vicious look and started to scratch her itch.

Dai Qisi exclaimed and wanted to avoid it, but Song Qingshu's martial arts are so brilliant, how could she avoid it? Soon he was scratched and the branches trembled, and his whole body became weak, and he fell on the bed accidentally.

Song Qingshu took the opportunity to press it up, and smiled evilly in her ear: "Come on, who is that little white-faced surname, is that the kid surnamed Han we saw last time?"

Dai Qisi is both angry and funny, Han Qianye is my husband, okay?

Are you the little white face or something? She was scratched and begged for mercy again and again, and what was in her mind blurted out subconsciously.

"Yes, it seems that I am the little white face." Song Qingshu said with some "hindsight", looking straight at her.

Dai Qisi's face was blushing, her plump breasts were undulating slightly, and some scattered breaths sprayed onto his face, which made Song Qingshu's heart itch. Feeling the soft touch of her body, Song Qingshu couldn't bear it any longer and kissed him directly. up.

At this moment, the voice of a personal soldier came from outside: "Report to Marshal Qi, the whole army is almost ready now, please get on the bus first."

Song Qing slandered endlessly, thinking that the carriage outside could not be as comfortable as the rouge horse under him, but now in broad daylight, he is not so thick-skinned that it would be ridiculous for 3,000 people to wait for him in the tent alone.

Dai Qisi also sat up with a blushing face. While arranging some messy clothes, she glanced at Song Qingshu resentfully, thinking about what crimes she had done in her previous life, and it was only in his hands in this life?

Especially when she thought that the other party was not a few years older than her daughter, Dai Qisi had a headache. When Xiao Zhao saw him, should she call him brother or uncle? How should I explain the relationship between the two to my daughter?

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The whole army finally set off. During the next journey, Song Qingshu either hugged Dai Qisi and spent the night in the tent or took Dai Qisi to his luxurious carriage during the day.

Because Song Qingshu strictly forbids anyone to approach, the other soldiers didn't know what they were hiding in there. They only knew that the woman beside the marshal was radiant day by day, and everyone secretly guessed whether such a beautiful woman was the reincarnation of a vixen.

Ouyang Feng is very skilled, and occasionally he hears some soft gasps that make him blushing, and he has to sigh to himself: "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and one generation is better than the other."

Qiu Qianren smacked his tongue secretly, this new master of his is really capable, and he actually made the arrogant purple-shirted Dragon King willing to be his ****!

Qiu Qianren was born in the bottom gangs of Jianghu, so some words are inevitably contaminated with those vulgar words in the market.

Along the way, Song Qingshu enjoyed all the happiness in the world. After a few days, the large army finally arrived at Zhongnan Mountain, where the Chongyang Palace is located.

Song Qingshu finally got down from the carriage that was staying at home, and Dai Qisi came down with her. As soon as she showed up, there was a sound of gasp in the air. Dai Qisi had already brought disaster to the country and the people. , and Song Qingshu's hard work day and night during this period of time, it exudes amazing beauty.

Looking at the stunning beauty with almond eyes and peach cheeks, with affectionate eyebrows, even Pu Cha Qiucao, who has always been unpleasant to Song Qingshu, had to admit that if she was a man, there was such a beautiful woman by her side, I am afraid she would hug every day. to have fun with her.

Looking at everyone's eyes full of envy and jealousy, Song Qingshu seemed calm on the surface, but deep down he was happy. Enjoy the admiration and envy of those around you...

Song Qingshu coughed lightly, expelling those mixed thoughts out of his mind. After all, as Marshal Du, he couldn't make some demeaning actions, so he looked up at the mountain with awe, and began to think about the next arrangement. .

Song Qingshu's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he saw a stone tablet under a pine tree at the foot of the mountain. The long grass covered me, revealing the word "Changchun". He walked over and brushed the grass to take a look, but there was a poem engraved on the monument. The poem said: "The sky is so blue, and Hu Wei can't save the suffering of all souls? Shouting out loud and not, everything is trivial in the shape of things. Andrew is a thousand and one mixed together, free from teaching creatures and elves."

"It turned out to be a poem written by Ziqiu Chuji in Changchun." Song Qingshu remained silent. Historically, the Quanzhen Sect was not an anti-Mongolian righteous person, but sent Qiu Chuji to hook up with Temujin very early on, and later became a Mongolian leader in the Central Plains. A Taoist agent, if it hadn't been defeated by Tantric in the world-famous debate, he might have been established as the state religion of Mongolia.

Just because of this relationship, Song Qingshu has always had a bad impression of Quanzhen Sect, especially Qiu Chuji. The two sides had a feud at the Golden Snake Conference before.

However, when Song Qingshu saw this poem, he had to admit that although Qiu Chuji had problems of one kind or another, he at least had a heart of compassion. He went to see Temujin back then, although it was for the Quanzhen Sect, but to a large extent he also let him down. Countless people have been spared the suffering of the Mongolian massacre, and this merit can be regarded as immeasurable.

Song Qingshu, who came from later generations, received a people-oriented education since he was a child, unlike the heroes of this world who treat human life as a weed, so Qiu Chuji's move was very much in line with his intentions.

Just look at your behavior back then, save Chongyang Palace from a military disaster!

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