The woman in the yellow shirt looked straight at Song Qingshu, as if she was talking to herself: "It can be seen that you have a high position in the palace during this time, and you are also a popular person in front of the queen. I will live a more leisurely life here. Not only do I beat you and scold you often, but I also blackmail you at your deathbed. You should hate me, but why do you help me again and again, and... "
The woman in the yellow shirt took a look at him and added, "And I don't see any resentment in your eyes. You seem to really want to help me."
"Women are so beautiful. As the saying goes, everyone has a love for beauty. I feel close to you from the bottom of my heart when I see you, so I can't help but want to help you." Song Qingshu replied.
"If other men answer like this, maybe I will believe it, but you are..." The yellow-shirted woman bit her lip and changed her words temporarily, "But you are working in the palace, and the seventy-two concubines of the Sangong Six Courtyard don't know How many stunning beauties have you seen under your influence, how can you help me just because I am beautiful?"
"Although there are many beauties in this palace, there really isn't one who is so beautiful that a girl is so miserable." Song Qingshu hurriedly interrupted her, and replied solemnly.
"What's so tragic, do you boast so much?" The yellow-shirted woman couldn't help but chuckle, revealing her white teeth that were as bright as jade.
I don't know why, facing the praise and flattery of countless young talents these years, although she responded with a smile, she didn't even have a ripple in her heart. During this time, she was often teased by this ordinary little eunuch. The branches trembled.
Compared with those Jiangnan talents who praised her by citing scriptures, this little eunuch's words were extremely vulgar, but she didn't sound disgusted at all. And after savoring it carefully, he found that his words were not rough, and there was even a feeling that the vulgar is elegant,
How could the girl in yellow know that these were just the common speaking style of Song Qingshu's previous life in that society. The humor and free-spiritedness were indeed far from comparable to the current society where ethics are rampant.
"I haven't read any books, so I abused idioms to make the girl laugh." Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously, and pretended the little eunuch's anxiety and embarrassment vividly.
"I'm not making fun of you, and... I think your description is very innovative," the yellow-shirted woman subconsciously comforted him, "But you still haven't told me the truth about why you helped me, and I can tell from your eyes, I can feel that you don't seem to worry about the restrictions on yourself at all."
Song Qingshu thought to himself that he couldn't tell you that it was because the Shaolin Temple accepted your love last time, and the two sides barely belonged to the same camp, so I helped you...
Seeing the woman in the yellow shirt staring at him waiting for the answer, Song Qingshu quickly made it up without changing his face: "I will tell you the truth, I am actually a Han. I was arrested and sent to the palace as a eunuch since I was a child, and I suffered all kinds of humiliation..."
Song Qingshu cried miserably for a while, and suddenly found that the yellow-shirted girl's eye circles were a little red, and she looked concerned, so she couldn't help but be surprised. Conned
He felt that the fire was almost ready, so he changed the topic: "I saw the girl came to the palace to assassinate alone that day, and I admired her very much in my heart, and because we are both Han Chinese, I actually hoped that the girl would succeed in the assassination and replace us. The Han people are elated."
"I'm sorry, I let you down." The woman in yellow looked sad.
Song Qingshu wanted to take this opportunity
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) Find out what she came to the Jin Kingdom Palace for. Seeing that she didn’t tell the truth, she didn’t dare to continue to ask, so as not to reveal too much: “Girl, you know, after all, I’m in the Jin Kingdom Palace. As an errand, if my thoughts are heard by others, even if I have ten heads, I won’t be able to cut them off, so I have always kept this thought in my heart, and even the girl dare not tell it.”
"So that's how it is..." The yellow-shirted woman nodded secretly, finally unraveling the doubts in her heart all along.
"After getting in touch these days, I know that the girl is a typical knife-mouthed bean curd heart. Although she is a bit fierce, she will never embarrass a small person like me who is suffering, so I am not afraid of being restrained by the girl." After explaining, Song Qingshu let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that you don't believe the truth, but you believe the lies. You are so stupid that you can't blame the society.
"If you want, after I'm done with this matter, I will take you out of the palace of the Kingdom of Jin and return to our own country of the Han people?" Suffering here, blurted out as soon as my heart moved.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said: "Girl, you also know that I am... What can a person with such an incompetent body like me do after leaving the palace? I can't let you raise me for the rest of my life, girl. I'd better just stay in the palace obediently." At the same time he I couldn't stop bah bah bah in my heart, I thought to myself why I pretend to be some kind of eunuch, it's really bad luck.
"It's a big deal, so what if I will support you for the rest of my life!" The woman in yellow shirt felt ambiguous when she said the words, until she remembered that the person in front of her was not a man, but just an eunuch.
"Raise me forever?" Song Qingshu glanced at her with a half-smile, "I hope the girl will remember this sentence in the future."
"It's hard to chase after a gentleman's words. Although I'm not a gentleman, I'm not a villain who breaks my promise and gets fat." Huang Shinu didn't know that Song Qingshu's words were puns, and promised again without noticing.
"Let's talk about these things after the girl completes the task." Song Qingshu suddenly thought of her attack in the Hall of Peaceful Harmony today, and couldn't help asking, "Does Miss Yang recognize the two little maids in the Queen's bedroom today?"
"I know..." A trace of deep sadness flashed in the eyes of the yellow-shirted woman, but she didn't mean to continue, instead she said, "It's not that I want to hide it deliberately, but the less you know about this kind of thing, the safer you will be." .”
Song Qingshu was also a little frustrated after several trials and failed to get the desired result, but he knew that this kind of thing should not be rushed. He just opened her guard today, and if he gets to know her better for a while, he will know sooner or later.
After chatting casually with the woman in yellow for a while, seeing that she was not in good spirits, Song Qingshu got up to say goodbye and slipped out of the palace quietly.
Back at Tang Kuo's mansion, Wanyan Gebi seemed to be avoiding him deliberately, Song Qingshu was naturally happy and quiet, and when he returned to the bedroom, he was thinking about how to rescue the princesses of the Song Dynasty in Huanyiyuan, when a servant suddenly came to hand over the invitation, Song Qingshu opened a Look, it turned out that Wan Yanliang, the king of Hailing, invited him to be a guest at Qiuxiang Tower tonight.
"Qiuxianglou? I'm still in Bohulou." Song Qingshu secretly complained, the name didn't shock him at first, so he found someone to inquire about it, and sure enough, this Qiuxianglou is the largest brothel in Daxing Mansion, and it can also be regarded as a famous brothel. It is the largest brothel in the entire Kingdom of Jin, and it is different from ordinary brothels. It is said that the boss behind this brothel has an official background, and is inextricably linked with the Jiaofang Division.
"The brothel, I like it." Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of the scene when he met Xia Qingqing in the brothel in Yangzhou City, and couldn't help the corners of his mouth
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Song Qingshu was in the room thinking about how to rescue the people in Huanyiyuan, and before he knew it, night had fallen, and he got into the carriage sent by Wan Yanliang to pick him up, seeing the luxurious and exquisite decoration of the carriage, he couldn't help sighing secretly: such a magnificent and luxurious carriage , wouldn't it be equivalent to a Rolls Royce in the previous life
I can't help but start to miss the old world, the well-developed Internet, the massive entertainment activities in the past, and the long legs that fill the streets in summer. It's not like the women in this world wrap themselves like rice dumplings. …
When Song Qingshu was wandering away from things, he suddenly felt a warning sign, and moved aside forcefully, a small golden snake had bitten the place where he was sitting just now, and when he saw that the cushion was corroded by the venom, he sneered. You can know how poisonous this snake is.
Suddenly there was the roar of the guards outside, and then a petite figure rushed into the carriage, stabbing Song Qingshu with the dagger in his hand.
Song Qingshu was hesitating whether to show his skills, but who knew that the dagger stopped in mid-air, and a surprised female voice sounded from the carriage: "Aren't you Wanyanliang?"
Song Qingshu looked up, and the assassin in front of him was completely wrapped up, only showing a pair of smart eyes. From her petite and graceful body curves and the tenderness of her voice, she should be a young girl. Song Qingshu's experience, with such beautiful eyes and eyebrows, as long as there are no major accidents, she is definitely a beauty, and she is the kind that will bring disaster to the country and the people.
Finding out that Song Qingshu was not Wan Yanliang, the assassin didn't hesitate at all, he came and went faster, and retreated back the same way in an instant, and through the window, she could see her counting moves to force back the guards who surrounded her, as light as a swallow Disappeared to the distant eaves.
The guards sent by Wanyanliang hurried over to plead guilty, but Song Qingshu didn't bother to talk to them, instead he looked thoughtfully at the direction where the assassin disappeared: "It's really a coincidence recently, I met female assassins one after another, and every one of them They are all beauties…”
"My son-in-law, why don't we wait here for a while, I have sent someone to redeploy a car, and at the same time mobilize some people to protect the safety of my son-in-law." The guard said hastily.
"No need, it's getting late now, let's go to Qiuxiang Building first." Song Qingshu sat back in the carriage again, the poisonous snakes in the carriage had already been cleaned up by the guards.
"But the assassin..." the guard hesitated to speak.
Song Qingshu smiled: "The target of this assassin is your master Hailing King. I just suffered a little misfortune. Don't worry, there will definitely be no assassins in the future."
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When Song Qingshu arrived at Qiuxianglou, Wan Yanliang had already come out to greet him from afar: "Brother Tang Kuo, I have already heard about what happened on the way. He was already killed on the spot, so Brother Tang Kuo saved my life."
"My lord, you're being polite. It was a coincidence that I escaped with my life this time." Song Qingshu originally wondered if Wan Yanliang had deliberately staged a cruel trick, but judging from his fearful reaction now, the assassin should have Not from him.
"Brother Tang Kuo was frightened this time, and I really feel sorry for him. It just so happened that a top-quality oiran came to the Qiuxiang Building today. I will take a picture of her and give it to Brother Tang Kuo to make amends." Wan Yanliang looked affectionate. He took Song Qingshu's hand firmly and walked in.
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