Yang Guo opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all, he was obviously shocked by Song Qingshu's ingenious proposal, but after being shocked, he couldn't help comparing the appearances of Guo Fu and Huang Rong in his mind, they were indeed carved out of the same mold...
Yang Guo's face turned red, he snorted coldly, then turned and left.
"Are you really moved by what I said?" Seeing that Yang Guo retreated so easily, it was Song Qingshu's turn to be shocked.
"You shameless bastard?" Yang Guo backed away, Guo Fu finally regained his anger, and couldn't help glaring at Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders: "Miss Guo, this is too heartless. Anyway, I saved your life just now, so you just repay your kindness with revenge."
"Who wants you to save me!" Thinking about what he said just now, Guo Fu blushed.
"Fu'er, don't be rude." A slightly soft female voice came from behind, Song Qingshu looked back, and there was a bright and charming young woman standing not far away, who is it if it's not Huang Rong
"Mother, this man... this man bullies me." Guo Fu flung herself into Huang Rong's arms and acted like a spoiled child, opening her mouth, still embarrassed to repeat what Song Qingshu had just arranged for their mother and daughter.
Huang Rong also had a strange expression on her face. She heard everything she said just now. Looking at the young man in front of her, she said with a half-smile, "Song Shaoxia, we meet again."
Song Qingshu thought to himself, no wonder Yang Guo left so easily, he had noticed Huang Rong's arrival, and with his proud personality, he was naturally unwilling to face this former Aunt Guo.
Seeing Huang Rong's opening, Song Qingshu replied calmly: "I've seen Mrs. Guo, but I haven't seen her for a long time, she is still so radiant and moving."
Huang Rong was taken aback. Since she got married, people in the world respected their husband and wife, and generally used words and sentences with great respect. They either praised her for being a heroine, or praised her for her wit. It seems that no one has praised her face to face in the past ten years. She was so beautiful, but she didn't expect to be praised by a younger generation now.
Which daughter doesn't like to listen to flattery, Huang Rong seemed to think of all the things during the cardamom years in a trance, a faint blush appeared on her face, adding a bit of beauty.
But thinking of Song Qingshu's obscene words just now, Huang Rong quickly came to her senses, and secretly spat in her heart, this little bastard was caught by me, and he didn't even feel ashamed at all.
However, with Huang Rong's current status, it is naturally inconvenient to have trouble with a junior, not to mention that what Song Qingshu said just now was too shameless, Huang Rong felt a little blush when she thought about it, and naturally she didn't want to go into it.
"Fu'er, Song Shaoxia was trying to save you just now. He used his wits but not his strength. He really turned out to be a hero."
Seeing Huang Rong's gloomy face, but he had no choice but to be polite to him, Song Qingshu's heart immediately blossomed, but thinking that this woman would suffer the most, he immediately looked serious, and said solemnly: "Xiangyang is busy with military affairs, how can Mrs. Guo Are you free to come to Shandong thousands of miles away?"
Huang Rong smiled slightly: "It seems that Song Shaoxia's news is not very smooth. Now that Mongolia has negotiated peace with the imperial court, during this period, Xiangyang has temporarily suspended fighting. It just so happened that the Golden Snake Camp invited me to come over to organize this Golden Snake Conference, so I came out to relax. Song Shaoxia saved Fu'er this time, and I can't repay him. After thinking about it, Song Shaoxia seems to want to participate in this competition. As long as he doesn't violate the rules of the competition, I will definitely take care of Song Shaoxia."
Song Qingshu has been recuperating during this period of time. Xia Qingqing and Ah Jiu didn't tell him other trivial things about the Golden Snake Conference except for analyzing their opponents with him, so he didn't know that the conference was hosted by Huang Rong.
After all, in terms of martial arts and fame in the martial arts, the head of Shaolin Wudang Chongyang Palace is definitely enough, but those few have a lot of scruples, and they may not be able to support the rebel army like the Golden Snake Camp so clearly. The rest, the most suitable person is Guo Jing and Huang Rong married.
After being invited by the Golden Snake Camp, Huang Rong was very moved, because Guo Fu had been away from home for almost a year, and she wanted to take the opportunity to see her daughter. Guo Jing wanted to stay in Xiangyang to guard against the Mongolian disturbance. Huang Rong was regretful on the surface, but she was happy in her heart. After all, Guo Jing also threatened to cut off Guo Fu's arm to compensate Yang Guo. With him, it would be inconvenient to see Guo Fu.
Huang Rong has been paying attention to her daughter's life this year, so she found Guo Fu not long after. Guo Fu cried like a tearful person when she saw her.
She was going to discuss the meeting with the leaders of the Golden Snake Camp just now, so she let Guo Fu sit in her place for a while, who would have thought that she would be so unlucky to meet Yang Guo after all this time.
Song Qingshu was made a little hairy by her smile, she said she wanted to take care of herself, but in fact she must be jealous of her choreography just now, and intentionally tripped her up, and hurriedly dealt with it a few words before returning to her place.
"Song Lang, what you said just now was really indecent." When he sat down firmly, Auntie Zhu moved her lips, and finally couldn't help but blushed and said.
Zeng Rou nodded like a chicken pecking rice, obviously agreeing with Ah Jiu's words.
"Because I didn't like this pair of mother and daughter in the first place. Brother Yang, most of his life's suffering stems from this wonderful pair of mother and daughter." Song Qingshu said with a slight smile.
"Since you want to get along with that Yang Guo, why did you save that Miss Guo just now?" Aimee Zhu wondered.
"Because she's really pretty, it's a pity to have one hand cut off." Song Qingshu said solemnly, he couldn't tell Aimi Zhu that in another time and space, her hand was also cut off.
"It's not enough to have a fairy-like character like Sister Ajiu, and you still miss other people's little girls?" A cold voice came from behind. Whether Xia Qingqing intended or not, Zhou Zhiruo's seat was arranged next to Song Qingshu.
"Uh~" Song Qingshu looked depressed. He didn't know what kind of bad luck he had today, and he was caught every time.
Auntie Zhu said in a weary voice, "Ah Jiu can't compare to my sister."
Although the Ming Dynasty has already perished, Ajiu used to be a princess after all. Every time she met her, her posture was so submissive, which made Zhou Zhiruo feel embarrassed. A gentle smile finally appeared on her cold face, and she pulled Aimi Zhu Whispering aside, Song Qingshu was left alone.
"It's true that the three monks have no water to drink. My Rourou is the best." Song Qingshu held Zeng Rou's little hand, and it was true to her name, and it felt extremely smooth to the touch. Zeng Rou's body trembled, but she didn't resist for some reason. the meaning of.
"Hmph, it really is a flower picker." Guo Fu who was not far away couldn't help but snorted when she saw the small movements here.
Hearing her voice, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Yuxi also turned their heads and stared at the two with half-smiles. Zeng Rou's small hands were retracted suddenly, and her face suddenly flushed.
"Don't talk nonsense." Huang Rong pressed her daughter's mouth with a headache. This precious daughter is really a troublemaker, and her wife is by her side. Doesn't Guo Fu scold the Emei faction too.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and he was not as knowledgeable as Guo Fu, but he knew that Zeng Rousu had always had a tender face, and it would be impossible to pull him off again, and Zhou Zhiruo and Auntie Zhu tacitly ignored him, so he could only focus on the different disciplines in the field. sent up.
"Mother, what is the origin of that prostitute, how can he get mixed up in the top seat?" Seeing Song Qingshu looking around, Guo Fu was furious.
"In the past few years, he has become more famous in the world than him." Huang Rong sighed. When we ran into each other in the Jiangling mansion, the other party seemed to be a sick child with broken meridians. I didn't expect to become the world in such a short time. Famous top players.
"The most famous person this year is obviously Song Qingshu!" Guo Fu muttered dissatisfiedly.
During this period of time, she was in hiding, no matter what she ate or where she lived, it was far from home. The only pleasure is to listen to those storytellers in the inn tell the stories of Jianghu, and these storytellers are more or less connected with Wuhumen, so it is natural that Song Qingshu is boasting that there is nothing in the world, Guo Fu listens beautifully His eyes were flooded, and his heart was full of curiosity about the legendary hero.
Guo Fu's face suddenly changed: "Mom, you called him Song Shaoxia just now, can't it be him? How could that hero be such a prostitute?"
"Big hero?" Huang Rong was taken aback.
Guo Fu pursed her lips tightly, without saying a word, staring fixedly at Song Qingshu who was not far away.
Noticing Guo Fu's gaze, Song Qingshu was at a loss, thinking that even if he thinks I'm handsome, he doesn't have to keep looking at me like this, right? People feel embarrassed.
"Brother Song!" An eager voice came from beside my ear.
Song Qingshu turned his head, looked at the people from Prince Mu's mansion who hurried over, and quickly replied, "So it's Young Master Mu."
"Thanks to Brother Song for helping me a few days ago..." Mu Jiansheng's gaze suddenly shifted to Aimee Zhu who was beside her, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes. Although she was covered with a veil, the veil couldn't cover her at such a close distance. her looks.
"Mu Jiansheng of Tianbo Mansion, kowtow to Princess Changping!" Seeing Mu Jiansheng kneeling suddenly, all the people in Mu Palace also knelt down immediately.
"Please get up quickly!" Aunt Zhu hurriedly raised her hand to help, "Prince Mu's residence has served the country loyally for generations. Now that the Ming Dynasty has passed, you are still determined to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. Ajiu thanked you all on behalf of the emperor."
"I dare not!" Mu Jiansheng and the others stood up, their expressions obviously extremely excited, "The blood of the former emperor was preserved, it is really the blessing of the great ancestor."
"There are too many people talking here, so it's not a place to talk," Zhu Yu stood up and looked at Song Qingshu hesitantly, "Song Lang, I want to take them to the quiet room at the back to talk."
Hearing Auntie Zhu's address to Song Qingshu, a trace of surprise flashed across Mu Jiansheng's face, and Fang Yi's expression on the side was even more complicated.
"It's okay, you guys go and take care of them. Zhiruo is here to help." Song Qingshu waved his hand with a smile. Their identities are a bit shady, so it's natural to find a place where no one is around to talk.
Not far away, Huang Rong's eyes were full of surprise. She knew the young master of Prince Mu's mansion, but she never thought that in his capacity, he would kneel down to the female relatives around Song Qingshu.
This Song Qingshu seems quite capable. r10
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