Song Qingshu was stunned, not knowing what arrangement Jia Sidao had made, a faint worry arose in his heart, he also arranged for Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang to rob people, if there was a conflict with Jia Sidao's arrangement at that time, it would be troublesome . Sounds of nature.2
"Are you ready? We're ready to go." Zhao Min, who was not far away, said impatiently. She always admired heroes and heroes, and she didn't have the slightest affection for Jia Baoyu, who was full of flamboyance, let alone going back to visit her father in a hurry. Seeing him there as a mother-in-law, naturally she didn't have a good face.
Jia Sidao frowned slightly, suppressing his unhappiness and said to him: "You go first, be careful along the way." Originally Mrs. Wang planned to give Jia Baoyu a servant girl to serve him along the way, but unfortunately the Mongolian side directly refused, and Jia Sidao thought about his plan again, two more people would be troublesome, so he didn't insist.
Song Qingshu nodded, and when he came to a tall Mongolian horse, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed: I don't know if that kid Jia Baoyu can ride a horse, and how good his riding skills are. Now that Jia Sidao is watching from behind, if he gets caught, his success will fall short.
"What are you doing in a daze, get on the horse!" Zhao Min urged impatiently again, Song Qingshu hated her teeth itchingly, this little girl, do you know that you might ruin your husband's event.
Perhaps it was Zhao Min's urging that made him think a lot better. He immediately thought that if Jia Baoyu couldn't ride a horse, Jia Sidao must have come out to intercede by now. But Jia Baoyu hangs around with women all day long, so even if he knows how to ride horses, his skills must be limited.
With a plan in mind, Song Qingshu pretended to be clumsy and jerky and climbed onto the steed, causing Zhao Min to be contemptuous again.
"Drive!" Zhao Min didn't bother to look at him again, his slender legs clamped the horse's belly, and he took the lead and galloped away. The rest of the Mongolians also came and went like the wind. Song Qingshu gave a wry smile and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.
The group of Mongols obviously intended to make this noble son of the Southern Song Dynasty suffer a little bit. All the horses were riding fast, as if they were waiting for the moment when he fell from the horse and fell to the ground. Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu kept shaking the horse from side to side, looking like he was about to fall off the horse several times. Come, who knew that the waist was straightened and the figure was stabilized, they couldn't help being disappointed.
Because the handover has already been done with the Southern Song Dynasty officials, the group of people can be said to have a green light all the way out of the city, saving a lot of complicated procedures, and they left Lin'an City not long after.
When he was in the city, Song Qingshu was worried that Jia Sidao's eyes and ears would spot his flaws, so he performed very poorly in his riding skills. After leaving the city, he didn't have so many scruples, and walked for a long time. There is no need to hide anything.
Seeing Song Qingshu gradually following up, he didn't seem to show any embarrassment at all. The members of the Mongolian Mission looked sideways at him, and even Zhao Min turned around and took a deep look at him. How did they know that Song Qingshu had been on the battlefield after all, and riding a horse was a common occurrence for him.
"This is a bit of a man." Zhao Min murmured softly, speeding up again, and now she is ready to return, no longer choose a comfortable carriage or a big boat, but instead use the fastest and hardest horseback riding.
The group of people hurried on the road like this, drinking and eating dry food on horseback when they were tired, and changing to the accompanying horse when the horse was tired, and they had already left Lin'an City for a hundred miles in half a day.
Song Qingshu couldn't stop talking, no wonder the Mongolian army came and went like the wind, it can be seen from this. However, the Central Plains Dynasty couldn’t learn it even if they wanted to. The Mongolian soldiers were all born knights. They grew up on horseback since they were young. In addition, each knight was equipped with three horses at the same time. They would change horses at intervals to ensure that there would always be plenty of horses. How could the Central Plains Dynasty have so many war horse reserves.
At the same time, Song Qingshu was also very worried. Although Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang both left early, but the group of people from Mongolia moved so fast, I don't know if they have arranged well.
Seeing a teahouse on the side of the road from a distance, Song Qingshu was overjoyed, pulled the rein, and called out deliberately: "Stop and drink some tea, I really can't hold on anymore."
Zhao Min frowned, and the King Kong Sect Master beside him also said: "Princess Master, we have been driving for a long time, and it is time to take a rest."
"The sect master doesn't seem to be very worried about my father's condition." Zhao Min said thoughtfully.
The King Kong Sect Master's complexion changed, and he hurriedly said: "How can I, my loyalty to King Ruyang can be learned from all over the world, but after such a long journey, everyone is tired, and it won't take much time to eat something."
At the same time, he secretly cried out in his heart, although his martial arts are high, he is also old, so it is really uncomfortable to go through such a toss, thinking that he has traveled more than ten thousand miles to Mobei, he regretted it, he knew that he should have pushed this job, and the old bastard must have suffered a lot I had expected this situation a long time ago, so I encouraged me to come.
Zhao Min suddenly thought of something, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Alright, everyone, get off your horses and go to the teahouse to rest for an hour."
"One hour?" The accompanying Mongolian guards all looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering if it would be too extravagant to take an hour's break suddenly in such a hurry. However, Zhao Min has always been wise, and the group of subordinates are very convinced of her, and no one expressed any objection.
After setting up the horses, a group of people entered the tea room. The tea room was not very big, but as soon as they entered, the whole tea room was fully occupied.
Zhao Min was naturally in the best position. Although the Master of the Vajra Sect had a high status, he was not qualified to sit at the same table with her. However, Zhao Min seemed to ask him something, so he specially called him to sit with her.
Song Qingshu wanted to get closer, even if he couldn't do anything, smelling the fragrance of Zhao Min's body was much more pleasant than smelling the sweat of those men. Who knew that Zhao Min looked down on him at all, and had no intention of inviting him to be at the same table. , he could only sit at the next table with Xuanming and Elder Xuanming resentfully.
Curious about what Zhao Min and the others would say, Song Qingshu pricked up his ears after sitting down.
I only heard Zhao Min say: "Master, my father should not be sick."
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized, no wonder she was so anxious all the way, she thought her father was seriously ill.
The King Kong Sect Master's complexion changed slightly, and he said with a sneer, "Why did the princess make such a statement?"
Zhao Min said indifferently: "If I care about it, I will be chaotic. I haven't thought about it carefully until I saw that the sect master seemed to be unable to withstand such a rapid march, so I realized it."
"Then what's the problem?" The Vajra Sect Master looked bewildered.
Zhao Min replied: "If it is really my father who is sick, in fact, just send any knight over here, why bother someone like the sect master to go there in person? After much deliberation, the reason why the sect master is asked to come Maybe it's because I'm worried that if I don't go back, I need the force and prestige of the sect master to force me to go back. If my father is really sick, how can I not go back?"
"The princess is really witty. Yes, King Ruyang is not sick." Up to now, the King Kong Sect master has no need to hide it. Send me here, and take the princess back before things get serious."
After finishing speaking, he took out a gold medal from his bosom and waved it in front of everyone: "The prince has an order to escort the princess back to Ruyang Palace, there must be no mistakes."
The elders Xuanming and other guards looked at each other and had to stand up to salute. Seeing the gold medal was like seeing King Ruyang himself. After all, Zhao Min's power was given by King Ruyang, so they could only obey.
Song Qingshu was marveling at Zhao Min's quick mind, deduced the whole thing from a little detail, suddenly she was deprived of the command, and could only lament the impermanence of the world.
Seeing Zhao Min's expressionless face, the master of the Vajra Sect was also a little flustered towards this unparalleled young master, worried that she would settle accounts in the future, so he hurriedly comforted him: "Actually, the princess don't have to worry too much, that kid Song Qingshu's martial arts is so high in his life. It is rare, not to mention looking at his face, it is by no means short-lived, and this time it will definitely turn evil into good luck."
Hearing them mentioning himself, Song Qingshu was immediately moved. It turned out that Zhao Min falsely preached the imperial decree of the Mongolian Khan this time, and came to Jiangnan on purpose for me...
Only then did Zhao Min's face soften slightly, and he chuckled lightly: "Isn't it the skill of Taoist priests to look at faces? When will people in the sect master and Buddhism also know how to look at faces?"
"Everything is interlinked, just a little understanding, just a little understanding." The master of the Vajra Sect laughed.
"I don't know what this lady wants to eat. Besides tea, we also have various Jiangnan special snacks here." At this moment, the proprietress of the Kung Fu teahouse has come out to serve tea to their table. Still can't bear the all kinds of amorous feelings exuded by that mature and plump delicate body, who else is it if it's not Lan Fenghuang
Zhao Min looked up at her, his expression changed, and he immediately sneered: "With your outstanding looks, how can you sell tea in this barren mountain?"
Song Qingshu has black hair. In the original plan, Lan Fenghuang poisoned most people first, and then Zhou Zhiruo "robbed" himself. Who knows that Zhao Min is smarter than a fox, and can see the flaw at a glance .
The deer stick guest was greedily looking at her curvy body, and couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard that, "I'll capture her first and let the princess interrogate her." As soon as he moved, he had already appeared beside Lan Fenghuang.
Although Lan Fenghuang is the leader of a sect, but all his attainments are in the use of poison, and his martial arts can only be said to be average, so the deer stick guest has already grabbed her arm as soon as he stretched out his hand.
Luzhangke was delighted for a while, and was about to reach out to touch her milky white skin, but who knew that a fluffy spider suddenly appeared on his hand, this spider was bigger than the biggest spider he had ever seen in his life, The long hair on the feet shows that it is extremely poisonous.
The deer sticker let out a strange cry in fright, shook his hands hastily in fright, and at the same time retreated faster than when he came.
Seeing that his brother suffered a disadvantage, Crane Pen Weng hurriedly rushed over, and learned from Lu Zhangke's lesson, he did not dare to touch the other party with his bare hands, but took out his crane's beak pen and pointed it away at Lan Fenghuang.
Lan Fenghuang's complexion changed slightly, and he backed away after spilling a ball of poisonous powder, Crane Biweng waved his palm, the palm force of Xuanming God's palm shook the poisonous powder aside, and he continued to walk on his toes without stopping. Lan Fenghuang attacked.
Seeing that Lan Fenghuang was unable to avoid it, suddenly the blue shadow flashed, and a long whip hit him head-on, Crane Biweng hurriedly jumped back to dodge it in shock, the long whip moved forward repeatedly, and Crane Biweng retreated sharply Three steps, who knows that the opponent's whip technique is fantastic, and he has been surrounded by three moves.
After seeing the face of the person who made the whip, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Min's lips: "Things are getting more and more interesting."