Knowing that the other party was trying to provoke him on purpose, Song Qingshu decided to book it back, not for himself, but for the blood and spirit in his chest, and he didn't want this bright world to turn black and white.
"You know how to call the wind and call the rain?" Wan Qixie couldn't help laughing as if he had heard the biggest joke, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? Since you know how to do it, let's open our eyes by performing."
Song Qingshu glanced at him coldly: "I'm not a street performer, you want me to bother you with a single word, do you think I'm an idiot?"
"Cut, I just said you don't dare." Wan Qixi curled her lips in disdain, "Who can boast nonsense."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jun and his party followed suit, doing their best to ridicule.
In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, although many people disdained the character of Wan Qixie, Zhang Jun and others, but this time they recognized their judgment in their hearts. You must know that everyone is a scholar of the two rankings, and they have grown up reading sage books since they were young. Who is not full of knowledge, so they naturally sneer at these strange things.
"Forget it, don't worry about it like these people." The woman in yellow shirt not far away looked worried. How could she not see that Song Qingshu was irritated by Wan Qixie, and she was worried that he would agree to it in a fit of anger, and she didn't care about the quarrel between the two just now. In the cold war, he hurriedly sent a voice transmission to remind him.
Although she is familiar with Song Qingshu and knows that his martial arts are world-class, she does not believe that he can really call wind and rain. After all, it is too common sense. No matter how high your martial arts are, you are just a mortal. Calling wind and rain is only the ability of those legendary gods . In her heart, Huang Chang already existed like an immortal on earth, but it was still impossible to call the wind and rain.
"Why don't you care about it?" Song Qingshu replied lightly.
The girl in yellow was startled, and looked at the handsome young man with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and his brows full of pride and confidence, she was in a daze for a while.
"Cough cough~" Zhao Gou coughed twice on purpose, stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said, "Mr. Song proposed to marry the two princesses of this dynasty during the day, but since the dynasty established itself, there have never been two golden branches and jade leaves. In the case of working together as a husband, I rule the country with filial piety and dare not violate the ancestral rules. However, if Mr. Song can really call the wind and rain, then this is God's will. I will try my best to be blamed by my ancestors in the future, and I will promise this matter for you. What do you think, Young Master Song?"
"Your Majesty, this is too difficult for others." Huang Shinu immediately became anxious, and she didn't know whether she was worried for Song Qingshu or the two younger sisters. After all, she knew the situation of Zhao Hu'er and Zhao Yuanyuan best. He threw himself on Song Qingshu, and even had skin-to-skin relationship with Song Qingshu when he was in the Kingdom of Jin. Now the emperor made it clear that he deliberately made things difficult, and declined the other party with an impossible task. Those two girls were the most hurt.
If Song Qingshu can't finish this matter, naturally he has no face to mention the matter of marrying the two princesses, and he can't even marry the last one. Thinking of Zhao Hu'er and Zhao Yuanyuan looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally waiting for this result, the woman in yellow is very worried about them Can't take such a blow.
Wan Qixi laughed and said: "Two golden branches and jade leaves marry a man at the same time. They are unprecedented. Naturally, some special tests are needed. You must know that for any golden branch and jade leaf, it takes a man to accumulate eight lifetimes of blessings to get one." If Song Qingshu can't prove that he has the ability to change his fate against the sky, even if the two princesses marry him, I'm afraid he won't have the blessing to bear it."
The woman in the yellow shirt gritted her teeth, and wanted to ask him back, when the people of the Kingdom of Jin broke Bianliang, countless golden branches and jade leaves became the playthings of the slaves of the people of the Kingdom of Jin, what kind of virtue did they cultivate? Those sisters in Huanyiyuan suffered all kinds of humiliation, and those people from the Kingdom of Jin are still alive and well
Of course, she knew that these things were pains that the sisters would never be able to erase, so it was naturally inconvenient to mention them again.
"Don't worry, I have my own measure." Song Qingshu's warm voice suddenly came from her ear, and the girl in yellow turned her head to look, only to see that the other party was looking at her with a smile on her face, she couldn't help but blushed slightly, turned away go.
"Who's worried about you anymore, don't be too sentimental." The girl in yellow also transmitted her voice into secret, and replied coldly.
"What do you think, Young Master Song?" Following Zhao Gou's voice, Song Qingshu once again became the focus of the audience.
Song Qingshu replied calmly: "I think this bet is too unfair to me."
"Oh, what's unfair?" Zhao Gou sneered secretly, knowing that you would make many excuses, and he had already prepared various countermeasures, which were enough to drive you to a corner step by step.
"Emperor Concubine Chengde and Concubine Roufu were already my women when they were in the Kingdom of Jin..." When Song Qingshu said this, the audience was in an uproar, and even the woman in yellow spitting blushed, thinking that this Why are people like this? If you say it like this, wouldn’t the fame of Hu’er and Yuanyuan be completely ruined by you? It’s okay if they marry you in the end, but if they don’t marry you in the end, there will be no man willing to marry them in the future
"If I lose, I will lose them; even if I win, my woman will still be my woman. Your Majesty has no loss at all. What is this white wolf?" Song Qingshu continued.
Wan Qixi stood up and cursed angrily: "Nonsense, when did the two princesses of this dynasty become your women?"
"If you don't believe me, you can ask the two princesses yourself and see what they say." Song Qingshu replied lightly.
Wan Qixi was suffocated, how dare he really ask, as a member of a hundred officials, he naturally knows some secrets that ordinary people don't know, how could he not know what kind of place Huanyiyuan is? It's no surprise that anything happens there.
Song Qingshu spoke again: "Actually, it's not just Empress Chengde and Empress Roufu, but also Empress Maode..."
"Ahem..." Zhao Gou seemed to be choking, he was naturally aware of the filth of Huanyiyuan, and worried that Song Qingshu might say something that would affect the royal reputation, so he hurriedly interrupted him, "I don't know how the young master wants to bet? "
Anyway, he is sure that calling the wind and calling the rain is beyond the power of manpower, and he is sure to win and never lose, so it is better to appear generous.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and suddenly his eyes fell on A Ke who was beside Zhao Gou: "Since I bet on my woman, how about your majesty bet on my own woman?"
As soon as this remark came out, the entire hall fell silent instantly, and many people dropped their jaws in shock. How dare you say it if you wanted to die like this
Everyone followed his gaze and naturally knew that Song Qingshu was referring to Concubine Wu.
A Ke didn't expect such a change. Seeing everyone looking at her, her heart couldn't help but pounding. At that moment, she felt dizzy, subconsciously lowered her head shyly, and unconsciously pulled the table with her hands. bottom corner.
Everyone saw her skin as pink and greasy as snow, with icy muscles and bones, as if she had a face carved from powder and jade that can only be found in paintings, and her pair of autumn waves were full of beauty. The man drooled.
With Concubine Wu's overwhelming beauty, many of the men present have flirted with her, but she is an imperial concubine after all, even if they had some ideas, they only dared to keep them in their hearts, and they were quickly dismissed by reason, so how could it be like Song Qingshu? Dare to raise it openly.
Zhao Gou's face was as deep as water. Ever since he was inhumane, he was more sensitive than anyone else in this regard. Song Qingshu's request had already touched his back, as if it would explode at any time.
"How dare you dare to have such nasty thoughts about the imperial concubine!" Wan Qixie seized the opportunity in an instant, jumped up and cursed angrily—
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