Song Qingshu smiled: "Because I thought that female ghosts and elves in legends are usually very affectionate, so I wanted to come here to try my luck and see if there would be any romantic encounters. Hehe, I didn't expect to be met by me. .”
Zhao Min blushed, and couldn't help spitting: "Bah, it really is that dogs can't spit out ivory."
"You want to spit it out for me?" Seeing Zhao Min's eyebrows raised, Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "Okay, let's talk about business. It's so late, why are you looking for me?"
"He's playing the piano well here, you came here by yourself, why are you looking for you?" Zhao Minjiao snorted, her voice was clear and moving.
"You just blow it up. You are full at night, and you happened to run to the place where I passed to play the piano. If you have no intentions for me, no one will believe you if you tell me." Song Qingshu sat down next to her with his buttocks. He looked at her contemptuously.
"Hey!" Seeing him approaching, Zhao Min stood up as if she was being burned, "I said why are you so annoying."
"Say it or not, if you don't say it, I'll leave?" Thinking that there are two beautiful girls waiting for him at home, Song Qingshu doesn't have the patience to accompany Zhao Minhua here.
Zhao Min couldn't help wrinkling Qiong's nose, and snorted softly: "I know you are worrying about the lack of sufficient support from the leaders of the mountain, so you come to help you with good intentions, and you treat him like this?"
"Don't talk to me in that disgusting tone." Song Qingshu waved his hand with a chill, "How could you be so kind? Tell me, what is the exchange?"
Song Qingshu knew that Zhao Min had always been strategizing, he was a very rational and mature politician, and he was not Zhang Wuji, so how could she talk to himself in such a delicate tone
When something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and Zhao Min must have something for himself.
No wonder Zhao Min waited here so coincidentally. It must be because her intelligence agency learned that the Golden Dragon Gang refused to agree to run for the election. After a little analysis, she knew that she would definitely come to find out, so she waited here early.
As for why she didn't stop herself before she joined the Golden Dragon Gang, it was obviously because she had more bargaining chips when she returned without success.
Zhao Minbo said angrily: "Don't make it seem like I'm begging you. According to my calculations, you can only have support from four hills at most, and you are still two hills away from nodding before you are eligible to run for the Golden Snake King. There is a fierce game between the mountains, and your martial arts are so high, who would want to have a stronger competitor like you? If my prediction is correct, even if you visit the other mountain leaders next, you will never get another support."
Song Qingshu's face darkened, knowing that what she said was the truth, this was also what he was most worried about, since he didn't even have the qualifications, it would be futile to allow him to have the ability to reach the sky.
"Aren't you afraid to support me and become the Golden Snake King?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.
"I wish you could become the Golden Snake King," Zhao Min blurted out, noticing Song Qingshu's strange eyes, and hurriedly explained, "Don't think about it, you know it's our Ruyang Palace's turn to deal with Manqing soon, if The new Golden Snake King is a mediocre person, and the Golden Snake Camp was eliminated by the Qing court, and we will have a headache."
Song Qingshu suddenly realized: "So you need the Golden Snake Battalion to exist all the time, to draw Man Qing's energy and consume Man Qing's military pay?" He secretly laughed in his heart: If Zhao Min later found out that he was also a "Kangxi" identity, wouldn't he be pissed to death
"That's right!" Zhao Min admitted frankly, "I went south this time. On the surface, I was going to the Southern Song Dynasty. In fact, I wanted to support a spokesperson in the Golden Snake Camp. Originally, I wanted to find Yang Miaozhen, the fourth lady of the Red Coat Army. Who knew them? Already formed an alliance with the Sun Moon God Sect."
Zhao Min's expression was obviously extremely annoyed, as if a beloved toy had been snatched away by others.
"Why are you not willing to support the Red Coat Army and the Sun Moon God Sect when they form an alliance?" Song Qingshu wondered.
Zhao Min snorted: "Of course I have my reasons, so you don't have to worry about that."
Song Qingshu nodded: "Okay, then tell me what conditions you want me to promise you."
"Accompany me to meet someone later." The faint moonlight shines through the gap between the pine leaves and falls on Zhao Min's flawless cheeks, making her look like a fairy who has fallen into the world. There was a trace of chill.
"Who?" Song Qingshu wondered.
Zhao Min hesitated for a long time, finally parted his red lips slightly, and faintly uttered three words: "Zhang Wuji."
Song Qingshu's face changed slightly, and he also became silent.
"Is Zhang Wuji around now?" Thinking that he had fought against Zhang Wuji not long ago, Song Qingshu himself had an affirmative answer.
"You go to see Zhang Wuji, why do you need someone to accompany you?" Song Qingshu suddenly asked curiously. Generally, when couples meet, they would like to be as private as possible. They are afraid of being seen by outsiders. Zhao Min is good and does the opposite.
A trace of inexplicable sadness flashed in Zhao Min's eyes, and he showed a sad smile: "He is the leader of Mingjiao, and I am the princess of Mongolia. Now Mongolia and Mingjiao are fighting fiercely. I must be on my guard to avoid being taken hostage by him. "
"How could Zhang Wuji be willing to take you as a hostage?" Hearing Zhao Min's reason full of mistakes, Song Qingshu subconsciously thought of it, but seeing her expression of unspeakable concealment, he didn't ask.
"Then why don't you ask your subordinates to accompany you?" Song Qingshu was indeed very strange. Now Zhao Min's subordinates can be described as masters. Not weak, why not bring more trustworthy subordinates, but find yourself instead.
Thinking about it, Song Qingshu even began to wonder if this was a trap designed by Zhao Min, wanting to take the opportunity to surround and kill him.
"There are some things that I don't want them to know." Zhao Min said coldly, with no expression on his face, "Are you going or not?"
"Go, of course." Since Zhao Min can provide enough support from the leader of the mountain, why not go there by himself? Even if there is an ambush, relying on his current martial arts and unparalleled qinggong, it should be more than enough to protect himself.
"Then let's go." Zhao Min walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
"Hey," looking at the guqin next to it, it was obviously not ordinary, Song Qingshu felt sorry for her, "You just throw this piano here?"
Zhao Min paused, and finally turned into a faint sigh: "Without a bosom friend, who knows if the string is broken..."
"What a prodigal girl." Song Qingshu couldn't help muttering, and hurriedly followed, "I said, what happened between you and Zhang Wuji?"
"I don't know either." Zhao Min shook his head lightly.
"You don't know?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
Zhao Min forced a smile: "I also have a lot of doubts in my heart, so go and ask now."
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