Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, he cupped his hands in thanks and said, "With King Xiao's help, I will be more confident."
Xiao Feng smiled slightly, the Liao Kingdom was sandwiched between the Jin Kingdom and the Qing Dynasty, and the state was in a precarious situation. Although under his leadership, the Liao Kingdom showed signs of revival in recent years, the gap in national strength between Jin and Qing was too great, and it was already a matter of self-preservation. Fortunately, it was impossible to recover the lost ground.
This time when the Manchus launched an army crusade against the Golden Snake Camp, Xiao Feng naturally did not want to sit idly by, so he quietly went south to the Golden Snake Camp. His initial idea was to protect the Golden Snake Camp from being wiped out by the Qing army. As the new Golden Snake King, Xiao Feng was keenly aware of the opportunity, maybe this time Man Qing could fall into a big stumble.
It’s just that the Liao Kingdom is currently in a truce with the Manchus, in fact, it’s more precisely a truce with Wu Sangui, but Xiao Feng is still ￠↙án￠↙￠↙↙ロル, .≈v.○ It’s inconvenient to help Song Qingshu as the king of the Southern Academy, Therefore, Song Qingshu would not mind if he declared that he would only participate in the war in his own name.
"I don't know if Si Niangzi is willing to help?" Seeing that Yang Miaozhen still did not leave at this time, Song Qingshu felt more confident. It's just that she is a woman, so I can't let her take the initiative to open her mouth and post it. She still has to give the face that should be given.
Sure enough, Yang Miaozhen smiled slightly, and did not refuse his invitation but did not agree either: "I don't know what good it is if I help you?"
Song Qingshu showed a shy expression of embarrassment: "If Si Niangzi doesn't mind, I can pay the debt of favor."
Rao is Yang Miaozhen who is used to the teasing of all kinds of brash men in the rivers and lakes, and she still can't bear Song Qingshu's thick skin, her face is slightly red, and she hurriedly said: "Who cares about your meat, as long as you promise to do something for me in the future, I will do it for you." Stay here to help you once."
"It's this kind of drama again. Favors are not so easy to owe." To Yang Miaozhen's surprise, Song Qingshu didn't rush to agree, but instead asked, "I wonder how many people the fourth lady brought here this time?"
"Three hundred people." Yang Miaozhen looked proud, "Although there are not many people, they are all the most elite warriors of the Red Coat Army."
"Three hundred people have to exchange my favor. This business is a bit of a loss." Seeing Yang Miaozhen's eyebrows raised, Song Qingshu changed the subject, "But even if there is only four ladies, I can afford this favor. OK, let's make a deal!"
Yang Miao was really annoyed, she was about to turn around and leave, but when she heard the second half of his compliment, her face softened a little, she couldn't help but snorted to express her dissatisfaction.
Song Qingshu smiled wryly to himself. To be honest, he really didn't want to owe favors casually. In the original book of Yitian Tulongji, Zhang Wuji owed Zhao Min three favors, and he was almost played to death by the other party...
It's just that now he suddenly became the leader of the Golden Snake Battalion like an airborne soldier, and everyone in the hilltops has evil plans. Although he can't be regarded as a loner, he is not much better. Naturally, he must make full use of all available forces.
Seeing so much strong support, Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting glanced at each other, both very pleased, and suddenly noticed that Huang Rong was standing aside with a half-smile, Zhang Songxi's heart moved, if he could get the help of this female middle school Zhuge, Qingshu would get through this Jie, I am afraid that he is more confident, so he took the initiative to ask: "I wonder if Mrs. Guo can stay and help?"
"This..." Huang Rong looked puzzled. After all, the two of them had such a big scandal before, if they stayed here to help him, it might be something ugly if it spread to the Jianghu.
"Madam is unparalleled in wisdom. If you can stay and help, Song will be very grateful." Song Qingshu came to her with a sincere face.
Huang Rong was keenly aware that Song Qingshu asked her differently from Yang Miaozhen. Asking Yang Miaozhen asked if she would like to stay, but asking herself was a sincere invitation. It was clear at a glance who was more important to him.
In fact, according to Huang Rong's original personality, at this time she had to take the opportunity to blackmail her and extract some benefits, but now that she has become Mrs. Guo admired by thousands of people, she still has to take her face into consideration.
Yang Miaozhen was originally a female bandit, and no one would be surprised to talk about conditions with him, but if I also talk about conditions at this time, it would be...
Huang Rong was depressed. In fact, with her ingenuity, it was very easy to find a reason to refuse, and she would not be criticized by other sects. For example, Song Qingshu killed the elders of the Beggars' Gang. I can't chill the hearts of the gang; or the Southern Song Dynasty has now signed an alliance agreement with the Manchu Qing, and my identity is sensitive. If this leads to a renewed war between the two countries, it is really to blame...
In a flash, Huang Rong had several different reasons for refusing, but in the end she nodded, "Nowadays, the north is different... uh, the Manchu Qing is raging in the Central Plains, and we Han people should watch out for each other and help each other. It is incumbent."
She originally planned to say that the northern alien race was raging in the Central Plains, but she realized that there was still Xiao Feng and his party in the middle of the sentence, so she quickly changed her mind midway, but Xiao Feng is an open-minded person, he smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously.
"Thank you Madam for your kindness!" Song Qingshu was overjoyed.
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Huang Rong had a weird look on her face, she always felt that the other party deliberately used such an ambiguous word, but seeing his upright face, and no one else's reaction, Huang Rong felt that she might be thinking too much.
Just when Huang Rong was worrying about gains and losses, Song Qingshu invited them and the heads of the hilltops of the Golden Snake Camp to the hall to discuss matters.
"This time I mainly want to hear everyone's opinions and see how to deal with the encirclement and suppression by the Qing court." Sitting on the chair headed by the meeting hall, Song Qingshu was a little excited, but soon burst into laughter. He even sat on the dragon chair himself. A chair is nothing.
Hearing Song Qingshu's inquiry, the people who stayed behind to help were thoughtful, and did not express their opinions in a hurry. The heads of the hilltops of the Golden Snake Camp were not sure what Song Qingshu meant, so they dared not speak for a while.
Thinking that he had already pledged his allegiance to the left leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Gai Mengchang and Meng Bofei realized that he should do something himself, and Song Qingshu couldn't really let Song Qingshu completely subdue all the mountains.
Meng Bofei has always been kind and generous, and he is quite famous in the world. He is not afraid of Song Qingshu's sudden attack, so he coughed and said loudly:
"I think we should follow the old practice, divide the troops into pieces, and hide in the mountains. Although the Tartar army is powerful, it consumes countless money and food from the Tartar court every day. They will withdraw after a long time..."
Huang Rong on the side frowned slightly when she heard it. Although Meng Bofei's words were not unreasonable, there was no trace of respect in his tone. He obviously didn't pay attention to Song Qingshu, the new boss, and moved out of the old rules everywhere, obviously on purpose He told it to Song Qingshu, a latecomer.
Huang Rong couldn't help but looked at Song Qingshu worriedly, worried that he would choose to fight again if he didn't agree with each other. After all, it is not impossible with the way he used to deal with Master Shili before.
However, Meng Bofei had always had a good reputation, and what he said was reasonable. If Song Qingshu still resorted to violent suppression, the heads of other hilltops in the Golden Snake Camp would inevitably feel sad. At that time, he might not be safe as the Golden Snake King.