Song Qingshu looked at Wan Qixi with surprise on his face: "I just thought that if I win by chance, I would dare to ask the concubine to dance a dance. Is Master Wan Qi thinking of something filthy?"
"Gah..." Wan Qixi was dumbfounded. At that moment, his mind was indeed full of some unbearable images. He noticed Zhao Gou's eyes were looking over him, and he said hastily, "Nonsense, what dirty things can I think of."
"That's good." Song Qingshu smiled slightly.
The woman in the yellow shirt not far away frowned slightly, and her voice was a little cold: "Mr. Song is too nonsense. As a noble concubine of this dynasty, how can you dance for other men?"
Zhao Gou finally spoke: "If Mr. Song can really call the wind and rain, it will be regarded as an auspicious auspiciousness for this dynasty, and it would be no harm to let Concubine Wu dance to a song." He was sure that Song Qingshu couldn't do it, so he naturally pretended to be generous to show that he is the king of the country. Generous demeanor.
"Your Majesty is holy." Now that the emperor has spoken, it is natural for all civil and military officials to say nothing.
Zhao Gou sneered secretly. Although this Song Qingshu was a little capable, he was young and frivolous, arrogant and domineering. He was destined not to be a person who would achieve great things. It seemed that he had really worried too much before.
The reason why Song Qingshu has always been so arrogant and domineering is that according to historical experience, the tougher the enemy is, the weaker the Southern Song Dynasty will be. It is really a windfall that the guard is greatly reduced.
If he knew this, he would probably only lament that Zhao Gou really has a trembling attribute in his bones. The more fierce people treat him, the more comfortable he will be; if he is as loyal to him as Yue Fei, he will be suspicious.
"Master Song, please." Zhao Gou smiled, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.
Song Qingshu nodded: "Please move to the outside of the hall."
Everyone has no objection to this, and now they are in the Hall of Conqueror, even if it rains outside, they can't see it.
A group of people came out in a single file, and the girl in yellow stopped deliberately when she passed by Song Qingshu, and said with a worried face, "How are you going to end up later?"
Song Qingshu shrugged: "It's fine to bring in the wind and the rain."
"I'm telling you the truth." The woman in the yellow shirt almost stomped her feet in anxiety.
Song Qingshu was startled: "I'm serious too."
"I don't care about you anymore." The woman in yellow shirt turned cold and turned to leave.
Song Qingshu smiled wryly, why don't you believe me when I tell the truth.
Zhao Gou took the lead, and all civil and military officials formed a circle on the square outside Jiying Hall, looking at Song Qingshu in the middle one after another, with different expressions in their eyes.
Those who take pleasure in other people's misfortune, such as Zhang Jun's faction;
Those who have nothing to do with themselves and hang on high, just watch the show, such as Jia Sidao and others;
And secretly anxious for him, such as Han Dongzhou
Song Qingshu stood in the field, closed his eyes quietly, as if he was feeling something, a group of people saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, and they became a little impatient, Wan Qixie was about to open his mouth to sarcasm, when he suddenly thought that he would not be able to fail later It would be bad if the scapegoat was pinned on his own head, so he swallowed the words as soon as he opened his mouth, and sneered at the side to see what kind of tricks he was going to play.
Song Qingshu took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes. Just as he was about to make a move, a sharp call came from a distance: "There is an assassin!"
The civil and military officials were stunned one after another, and they all looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a commotion among the guards in the distance, people fell down constantly, and then a white shadow rushed towards this side at an alarming speed.
In just a few breaths, the white shadow rushed to the front of the Hall of Conqueror, only then did everyone see the appearance of the assassin clearly.
I saw the assassin wearing a white dress like a veil, as if he was in the smoke and mist, he seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, except for a head of black hair, his whole body was snow white, his face was beautiful and ordinary, but his skin was sparse. There was a layer of blood, and he looked abnormally pale.
Under the moonlight, everyone found that she was beautiful and elegant, and she was not to be stared at. Her appearance was not inferior to that of Concubine Wu. The only difference was that this female assassin's expression was cold and indifferent, as cold as ice and snow.
"Little Dragon Girl" Song Qingshu was both surprised and happy. The happy thing was that they met again after a farewell in Yangzhou last time; the surprising thing was why she entered the palace alone to assassinate her.
Xiao Longnv apparently didn't expect to meet Song Qingshu here, she was also slightly stunned, she didn't know what to think of, a slight blush appeared on her snow-like skin, it was really like the first birth of a foreign flower, beautiful jade dizzy, bright and incomparable .
But this was only a momentary thing, she quickly recovered her coldness, stared at Zhao Gou in the distance with her beautiful eyes, and said coquettishly: "The faint king is dead!" Lasing away.
"Protect the emperor" At this time, the girl in yellow also came to her senses, she stopped in front of Xiaolongnu in a flash, her ten slender fingers glowed like white jade, she saw Xiaolongnu's lightness, and knew that she was very skilled in martial arts, so Don't dare to be negligent, as soon as he makes a move, he has the unique skill of Nine Yin White Bone Claws.
"Get out of the way." Xiao Longnv frowned, her voice was cold, and sword shadows filled the sky as soon as she struck.
The woman in the yellow shirt didn't expect her sword to be so fast, ten fingers flew at a high speed, jingling twenty or thirty times, and seeing that she could no longer avoid it, she could only retreat to the side by using the snake-like body movement , raising her hands before her eyes, she was still a little surprised, because she practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, she deliberately kept her nails very long. She said that they were nails, but in fact each piece was sharp and tough, but it was no different from a dagger. But in this instant confrontation, two pieces of nails were cut off
Originally, the girl in yellow shirt was very conceited, she thought that no one of her peers was her match, but Xiaolongnv's sword was too fast, she just stabbed and slashed with two swords in a moment, and she used more than 30 moves in total, if it wasn't for Huang Shannu practiced the Nine Yin Mantra since she was a child, and her inner strength is deeper than that of Xiaolongnv. In the fight just now, she didn't break her nails but her fingers.
Xiao Longnv didn't pursue after forcing the yellow-shirted girl away, and rushed in the direction of Zhao Gou without hesitation.
However, although Huang Shinu didn't stop Xiaolongnv just now, she bought a moment of time. At this moment, Zhao Gou was surrounded by a few figures to protect her. It was the most mysterious imperial equipment in the palace. The first two are Ding Dian and Linghu Chong's disguised Wu Tiande.
"Wu Ying Shen Fist" Seeing Xiao Longnu rushing towards him, Ding Dian yelled angrily, and punched him, he had done a great job of magic, this punch is so powerful, probably few people in the Jianghu could resist it forcibly.
Xiao Longnu frowned slightly, and thrust out the sword in her left hand, as fast as lightning, and stabbed at Ding Dian's wrist. Ding Dian's fist sank in an instant, intending to take the opportunity to break the sword in her hand, but who knew that there was an "ah" in his ear, and it turned out that Zhao Gou, who was standing behind him, had already been hit by the sword.
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