In order to calm down the episode of the assassination, the two spent a lot of time to escape from the government servants and patrolling soldiers who heard the news, and finally arrived at the main house of the Pucha family without any danger.
Not long after entering the door, Pucha Ahut got the news and came out to greet him: "Nephew, I heard that you met an assassin on the way?"
"Please worry about Uncle Pucha, we are not injured." Song Qingshu replied with a smile, he had already done his homework before coming here, Pucha Ahute and Tang Kuobian's father who died in the battle were on the same level, so he called him It's only natural to say Uncle Shi.
"Nephew, don't worry, I am good friends with the city guard general, I will ask him to send more people to investigate this matter, find the assassin and give you a satisfactory explanation." Pucha Ahute patted him on the shoulder, To show comfort. &⊕⊕⊕bar, ¤.≤←.↖p;
"Thank you, Uncle Shi." Song Qingshu smiled, and didn't take such polite words to heart. Since the assassin dared to assassinate the majestic prince, how could he be easily found by these soldiers? And speaking from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want that assassin to be caught at all.
"Please come in quickly, the others are almost here." Pucha Ahute personally took the two of them in. Pucha Qiucao's coming-of-age ceremony was actually completed in the ancestral hall in the morning. A grand banquet.
Different from the style of the Han people in the south of the Yangtze River, the banquet of the Pucha family is more inclined to the Jurchen customs. It is held on a vast lawn, and a raging bonfire is lit in the middle. A mouth-watering smell of meat and a variety of joyful singing.
Song Qingshu and his wife were arranged at the front. After all, Gebi is a princess, and Tang Kuobian is one of the three chiefs of the clan. Even though they are strong outsiders and middle-aged, there are really few who can surpass their husband and wife in status.
Song Qingshu casually glanced at those people sitting in better seats than the two of them, most of them were unknown, but it was not difficult to judge the identities of these people from the position arrangement and age characteristics.
Except for the family members of the master Pucha, an old man sat on the top seat. The only ones who are qualified to sit in this seat are the Taibao, the chief of the three provinces, the minister of the book order, and the marshal of the capital, who are in charge of the Kingdom of Jin. Wanyan Zongxian, the military and political power!
Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed. This Wanyan Zongxian was also the King Gaitian mentioned by Zhao Fujin earlier. Song Qingshu was secretly angry when he thought that Zhao Gou's biological mother, Queen Mother Wei, and his wife, Queen Xianjie, were serving on the same bed, even though he was not Song Qingshu. However, as a Han Chinese, it is inevitable that he feels the same hatred and hatred.
"This old man looks respectable, but secretly he is full of men and women. At such a long age, he is not afraid of having a myocardial infarction or cerebral hemorrhage."
Song Qingshu's expression was displeased, and his eyes moved down again. The person sitting under him was, without accident, Prime Minister Zuo, King Cao, and Wanyan Zongmin who also served as Deputy Marshal of Zuo. He and Wanyan Zongqian, Zongwang, Zongbi, etc. The celebrities who made people in the Northern Song Dynasty fearful were their own brothers, but these awesome brothers passed away one after another, and the words of the Taizu lineage fell on him. Wan Yanliang is also the Taizu lineage, and he has to be respectfully addressed in front of him A sentence of uncle.
But what Song Qingshu paid more attention to was Princess Cao next to him, who looked in her early thirties, but with a pair of watery phoenix eyes looking around, she was not a peaceful master at first glance.
"Old husband and young wife, it would be strange if there is no problem." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and at the same time he was filled with emotion. The second in command, Mrs. Tang, Tang Kuobian's younger sister, can only marry a small Jiedushi. This shows how weak Tang Kuo's family has become even though they are both members of the three major families of the Jin Kingdom.
Sitting next to Cao Wang Zongmin should be the right prime minister Wanyan Zongben. Not only is his official position similar to Zongmin, but his status in the family is also similar. matter person.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of the watery girl Wanyan Chongjie in the morning. Originally, her grandfather Zongpan was the one who spoke in Taizong's family, but it was a pity that her grandfather and father were all executed because of the failure of a political struggle. It was Zongben's turn to be the speaker of Taizong's family.
Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be there, Song Qingshu was thinking about the festival, when he suddenly found Zong himself stretched out a beautiful head, who is it if it is not the festival? Noticing the look in Song Qingshu's eyes, the girl glared at him fiercely, making Song Qingshu's expression puzzled: When did I offend her
Song Qingshu didn't bother to delve into the girl's thoughts, and continued to observe everyone in the field. On the other side was an acquaintance, Chang Shengwang who had dealt with Qiuxianglou before, but Song Qingshu glanced at him, and his eyes were completely covered by the people next to him. The woman is attracted, she should be Princess Changsheng Taoyao by looking at her clothes.
Before, I often heard people talk about the beauty of Princess Changsheng. Even the current emperor of the Kingdom of Jin named her "Peach Blossom Lady". Song Qingshu didn't understand why there was such a strange title before, but now when he sees a real person, he immediately understands it. , with peach blossoms on his face, affectionate eyes, and slightly raised lips, as if there is a faint smile hanging on him at any time, which makes people's hearts flutter after just one glance.
"This appearance is definitely comparable to Gebi's!" Song Qingshu admired secretly, but thinking of Gebi by his side, wouldn't it hurt her heart if he kept staring at other women
Looking back at Ge Bi, she found that she didn't pay attention to herself at all, but stared at the bonfire in the field in a daze, and the firelight reflected on her beautiful face, making it even more radiant.
"What happened to her?" Song Qingshu was puzzled.
"Brother Tang Kuo, I'm so sorry!"
Song Qingshu looked up and saw Wanyan Liang and his wife Shan Jing coming over, he couldn't help but smiled wryly: "It seems that the prince's carriage really doesn't fit."
Wan Yanliang was also a little embarrassed: "Hmph, I swear, I must catch that assassin and vent my anger on brother Tang Kuo!"
Song Qingshu sneered secretly, it's true to vent your anger on yourself, after all, there will be an assassin with strong martial arts spying on you at any time, and you may not be able to sleep well.
"Brother Tang Kuo, this is the second time you have saved this king's life." Wan Yanliang suddenly showed a playful smile, "Don't worry, this king will definitely abide by the previous promise. When will Brother Tang Kuo be ready?" Now, take your pick."
Princess Hailing at the side was at a loss: "Choose whatever?"
Wan Yanliang smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that the treasures in the palace are for Brother Tang Kuo to choose at will."
Princess Hailing pursed her lips and smiled, completely unaware that her husband was referring to herself: "This is naturally what it should be, what will the son-in-law fancy at that time, even if you ask, please don't be polite."