Chapter 1304
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Just as the girl in red chose at the beginning, song Qingshu also pushed out. Just as soon as he got in touch with the group of beggars, he felt a great force coming.
Song Qingshu nodded secretly. Although the beggars' sect has not many experts, it has been able to stand up in the river and lake for so many years and become one of the best in the world. As expected, there are some ways to do it. This strong wall array is similar to the secret school's attack method.
Although he has never dealt with Zang Bian Wu Chou, he has dealt with those Tantric masters in Ruyang palace, so he has the most say. Tantric school uses a secret method to superimpose all people's skills on one person. Although the internal force of the strong wall array of the beggars' sect can't be so skillfully superimposed, it uses body weight and charge to make up for the deficiency, so the effect is not much worse.
Of course, with song Qingshu's accomplishments today, more than a dozen beggars' sect experts can't defeat him. They just need to throw up their strength. These people are either broken or seriously injured. However, considering that the girl in red is to blame for this incident, he doesn't want to hurt anyone. So he uses a sticky formula to lead them to the back. The group's center of gravity is unstable, Stagger to rush behind him, and then song Qingshu behind another team of people charged over, unable to hold their feet, two hit together, suddenly turned upside down.
In the blink of an eye, there was a big area. Naturally, the fortified wall array could not be placed. The eight bag elder, who had a lot of knowledge, quickly stopped the rest of his subordinates from rushing to the front: "it turns out that you met an expert today. Can you keep ten thousand sons?"
Song Qingshu chuckled: "how, do you want to find more experts to find a place?" He was clear about the old song Qingshu and the southern beggars' sect. Song Qingshu was completely dragged into the beggars' sect, and his reputation was ruined; At the lion slaughtering ceremony, the law enforcement elders and the leaders of the beggars' sect in the south of the Yangtze River all died under the nine Yin white bone claws of song Qingshu, which can be regarded as a blood feud. Once the other party knows his identity, it will be an endless situation today. He doesn't want to see such a headache.
Eight bags of elders face a red: "dare not."
Song Qingshu waved his hand: "you go. I have some connections with the beggars' sect. I won't embarrass you." At this time, Huang Rong's charming face appeared in his mind, and he thought that if she knew that she would embarrass her disciples and grandchildren for a strange woman, he would not know whether she would be angry.
The eight bag elder saw that although he was good at martial arts, he was also polite. Naturally, he knew that he would stop when he was good. After bowing with him, he asked his disciples to help each other and retreat.
After the beggars' sect retreated, song Qingshu untied the acupoints of the girl in red. Before he had time to say anything, the other party took the lead in saying, "who asked you to mind your own business!"
Song Qingshu was shocked to see her staring angrily, as if she had been damaged by herself.
With a cold hum, the girl turned and left.
"Stop!" Song Qingshu said lightly.
"Why, do you want me to be grateful?" Said the girl in red coldly.
Song Qingshu shook his head secretly. The woman must have been spoiled and moody since she was a child: "that's not necessary, but today's business is due to you. Now there are so many things damaged in the inn, you have to compensate the loss of the store."
Hearing what he said, the girl's face turned blue and red. She took out a ingot of gold from her arms and threw it on the ground: "these are more than enough for them." With a cold hum, he jumped out of the window and soon disappeared at the corner of the street.
"Thank you, young master." The owner of the restaurant came out to express his gratitude to song Qingshu, "little two, give the young master a new jar of good wine."
"No need." Song Qingshu smiles a little. Now he is in the mood of drinking. He leaves a ingot of silver and goes away.
When he read those martial arts novels in his previous life, his greatest emotion was that those people in the Jianghu would fight and kill in inns and restaurants, and he didn't know how many pots and pans, tables and chairs would be damaged. Other people's shops worked hard to do business, so why should they bear such a disaster.
Because he was an ordinary person in his previous life, he often thought from the perspective of ordinary people, and could not regard these as NPC who did not care like those privileged people.
"I'm really hypocritical ~" walking on the street, song Qingshu sighs that he has done a lot of things in recent years, such as knocking on widows' doors at night, bullying men and women. He is not a good man in any way. He is a typical example of setting up a memorial archway when he becomes a whore.
"Whatever, I'll be at ease." Before he knew it, song Qingshu had already come to the imperial palace.
Before I racked my brains, I didn't figure out how to persuade Shi Miyuan to help launch the stage admonishment to impeach Wan Zao. After thinking about it, I realized that the main reason was the lack of enough information. I didn't even know who Shi Miyuan was. It was really difficult for me to take the medicine against him.
Not long after the post, the porter trotted back: "Mr. Song, my master asked you to go in."
"It seems that I'm lucky. I didn't have to wait so long for Li Shouzhong before." Song Qingshu smiles a little, but what makes him notice is that the porter's expression is a little strange when he talks about his master.
Originally, he wanted to find out about him, but soon another guy came out to lead the way, but he couldn't find a chance to ask.
"Well, what if it's a tiger's den." Song Qingshu shrugged and put his doubts behind him.
Song Qingshu is brought to the study. The boy tells him that the master is waiting in the study and leaves.
As soon as he pushed the door, song Qingshu was stunned. He had a meeting with Shi Miyuan in the court hall before, and naturally remembered his appearance. The man standing in the study was not him, not even a man, but the girl in red in the restaurant before.
"It's you?"
"It's you!"
They said in one voice.
"Are you song Qingshu?" The girl in red seemed to have no recollection of the unpleasantness that had happened in the inn before. She trotted around him and looked at him for a while, nodding at the same time. "No wonder her martial arts are so high..."
"Girl, who are you?" Song Qingshu had a guess in his mind.
"Shi Miyuan is my father." The answer of the girl in red made song Qingshu black. How could she call her father's name directly? However, considering her careless nature, she was relieved.
"So you are miss Xiangyun." Shi Miyuan has only one daughter, so she is taken care of as the apple of her hand. This is a well-known thing for people in Lin'an City. Although she did not introduce her name, song Qingshu knew it clearly.
However, although Shi Xiangyun is charming and naive as described in a dream of Red Mansions, he is much more unruly and willful than he is. I think the difference is caused by the change of family background.
"I heard that you went to heaven last night to ask for rain. Can you tell me how you did it?" Shi Xiangyun blinked his big eyes and looked at Song Qingshu curiously.
"It's just a coincidence. I've always had better luck." Although the principle of rainfall is not a secret in the past, it is still useful to play up the mystery in this era. Song Qingshu is not so stupid as to talk to strangers.
"I guess so." Shi Xiangyun felt as if a huge stone had fallen to the ground in his heart. His whole body relaxed and even added a kind of charming smile to his face.
Song Qingshu is dumbfounded and laughs. This little girl must be worried about her lover, for fear that someone is better than her lover.
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Just as the girl in red chose at the beginning, song Qingshu also pushed out. Just as soon as he got in touch with the group of beggars, he felt a great force coming.
Song Qingshu nodded secretly. Although the beggars' sect has not many experts, it has been able to stand up in the river and lake for so many years and become one of the best in the world. As expected, there are some ways to do it. This strong wall array is similar to the secret school's attack method.
Although he has never dealt with Zang Bian Wu Chou, he has dealt with those Tantric masters in Ruyang palace, so he has the most say. Tantric school uses a secret method to superimpose all people's skills on one person. Although the internal force of the strong wall array of the beggars' sect can't be so skillfully superimposed, it uses body weight and charge to make up for the deficiency, so the effect is not much worse.
Of course, with song Qingshu's accomplishments today, more than a dozen beggars' sect experts can't defeat him. They just need to throw up their strength. These people are either broken or seriously injured. However, considering that the girl in red is to blame for this incident, he doesn't want to hurt anyone. So he uses a sticky formula to lead them to the back. The group's center of gravity is unstable, Stagger to rush behind him, and then song Qingshu behind another team of people charged over, unable to hold their feet, two hit together, suddenly turned upside down.
In the blink of an eye, there was a big area. Naturally, the fortified wall array could not be placed. The eight bag elder, who had a lot of knowledge, quickly stopped the rest of his subordinates from rushing to the front: "it turns out that you met an expert today. Can you keep ten thousand sons?"
Song Qingshu chuckled: "how, do you want to find more experts to find a place?" He was clear about the old song Qingshu and the southern beggars' sect. Song Qingshu was completely dragged into the beggars' sect, and his reputation was ruined; At the lion slaughtering ceremony, the law enforcement elders and the leaders of the beggars' sect in the south of the Yangtze River all died under the nine Yin white bone claws of song Qingshu, which can be regarded as a blood feud. Once the other party knows his identity, it will be an endless situation today. He doesn't want to see such a headache.
Eight bags of elders face a red: "dare not."
Song Qingshu waved his hand: "you go. I have some connections with the beggars' sect. I won't embarrass you." At this time, Huang Rong's charming face appeared in his mind, and he thought that if she knew that she would embarrass her disciples and grandchildren for a strange woman, he would not know whether she would be angry.
The eight bag elder saw that although he was good at martial arts, he was also polite. Naturally, he knew that he would stop when he was good. After bowing with him, he asked his disciples to help each other and retreat.
After the beggars' sect retreated, song Qingshu untied the acupoints of the girl in red. Before he had time to say anything, the other party took the lead in saying, "who asked you to mind your own business!"
Song Qingshu was shocked to see her staring angrily, as if she had been damaged by herself.
With a cold hum, the girl turned and left.
"Stop!" Song Qingshu said lightly.
"Why, do you want me to be grateful?" Said the girl in red coldly.
Song Qingshu shook his head secretly. The woman must have been spoiled and moody since she was a child: "that's not necessary, but today's business is due to you. Now there are so many things damaged in the inn, you have to compensate the loss of the store."
Hearing what he said, the girl's face turned blue and red. She took out a ingot of gold from her arms and threw it on the ground: "these are more than enough for them." With a cold hum, he jumped out of the window and soon disappeared at the corner of the street.
"Thank you, young master." The owner of the restaurant came out to express his gratitude to song Qingshu, "little two, give the young master a new jar of good wine."
"No need." Song Qingshu smiles a little. Now he is in the mood of drinking. He leaves a ingot of silver and goes away.
When he read those martial arts novels in his previous life, his greatest emotion was that those people in the Jianghu would fight and kill in inns and restaurants, and he didn't know how many pots and pans, tables and chairs would be damaged. Other people's shops worked hard to do business, so why should they bear such a disaster.
Because he was an ordinary person in his previous life, he often thought from the perspective of ordinary people, and could not regard these as NPC who did not care like those privileged people.
"I'm really hypocritical ~" walking on the street, song Qingshu sighs that he has done a lot of things in recent years, such as knocking on widows' doors at night, bullying men and women. He is not a good man in any way. He is a typical example of setting up a memorial archway when he becomes a whore.
"Whatever, I'll be at ease." Before he knew it, song Qingshu had already come to the imperial palace.
Before I racked my brains, I didn't figure out how to persuade Shi Miyuan to help launch the stage admonishment to impeach Wan Zao. After thinking about it, I realized that the main reason was the lack of enough information. I didn't even know who Shi Miyuan was. It was really difficult for me to take the medicine against him.
Not long after the post, the porter trotted back: "Mr. Song, my master asked you to go in."
"It seems that I'm lucky. I didn't have to wait so long for Li Shouzhong before." Song Qingshu smiles a little, but what makes him notice is that the porter's expression is a little strange when he talks about his master.
Originally, he wanted to find out about him, but soon another guy came out to lead the way, but he couldn't find a chance to ask.
"Well, what if it's a tiger's den." Song Qingshu shrugged and put his doubts behind him.
Song Qingshu is brought to the study. The boy tells him that the master is waiting in the study and leaves.
As soon as he pushed the door, song Qingshu was stunned. He had a meeting with Shi Miyuan in the court hall before, and naturally remembered his appearance. The man standing in the study was not him, not even a man, but the girl in red in the restaurant before.
"It's you?"
"It's you!"
They said in one voice.
"Are you song Qingshu?" The girl in red seemed to have no recollection of the unpleasantness that had happened in the inn before. She trotted around him and looked at him for a while, nodding at the same time. "No wonder her martial arts are so high..."
"Girl, who are you?" Song Qingshu had a guess in his mind.
"Shi Miyuan is my father." The answer of the girl in red made song Qingshu black. How could she call her father's name directly? However, considering her careless nature, she was relieved.
"So you are miss Xiangyun." Shi Miyuan has only one daughter, so she is taken care of as the apple of her hand. This is a well-known thing for people in Lin'an City. Although she did not introduce her name, song Qingshu knew it clearly.
However, although Shi Xiangyun is charming and naive as described in a dream of Red Mansions, he is much more unruly and willful than he is. I think the difference is caused by the change of family background.
"I heard that you went to heaven last night to ask for rain. Can you tell me how you did it?" Shi Xiangyun blinked his big eyes and looked at Song Qingshu curiously.
"It's just a coincidence. I've always had better luck." Although the principle of rainfall is not a secret in the past, it is still useful to play up the mystery in this era. Song Qingshu is not so stupid as to talk to strangers.
"I guess so." Shi Xiangyun felt as if a huge stone had fallen to the ground in his heart. His whole body relaxed and even added a kind of charming smile to his face.
Song Qingshu is dumbfounded and laughs. This little girl must be worried about her lover, for fear that someone is better than her lover.
---
Thank you for your support!
Just as the girl in red chose at the beginning, song Qingshu also pushed out. Just as soon as he got in touch with the group of beggars, he felt a great force coming.Song Qingshu nodded secretly. Although the beggars' sect has not many experts, it has been able to stand up in the river and lake for so many years and become one of the best in the world. As expected, there are some ways to do it. This strong wall array is similar to the secret school's attack method.Although he has never dealt with Zang Bian Wu Chou, he has dealt with those Tantric masters in Ruyang palace, so he has the most say. Tantric school uses a secret method to superimpose all people's skills on one person. Although the internal force of the strong wall array of the beggars' sect can't be so skillfully superimposed, it uses body weight and charge to make up for the deficiency, so the effect is not much worse.Of course, with song Qingshu's accomplishments today, more than a dozen beggars' sect experts can't defeat him. They just need to throw up their strength. These people are either broken or seriously injured. However, considering that the girl in red is to blame for this incident, he doesn't want to hurt anyone. So he uses a sticky formula to lead them to the back. The group's center of gravity is unstable, Stagger to rush behind him, and then song Qingshu behind another team of people charged over, unable to hold their feet, two hit together, suddenly turned upside down.In the blink of an eye, there was a big area. Naturally, the fortified wall array could not be placed. The eight bag elder, who had a lot of knowledge, quickly stopped the rest of his subordinates from rushing to the front: "it turns out that you met an expert today. Can you keep ten thousand sons?"Song Qingshu chuckled: "how, do you want to find more experts to find a place?" He was clear about the old song Qingshu and the southern beggars' sect. Song Qingshu was completely dragged into the beggars' sect, and his reputation was ruined; At the lion slaughtering ceremony, the law enforcement elders and the leaders of the beggars' sect in the south of the Yangtze River all died under the nine Yin white bone claws of song Qingshu, which can be regarded as a blood feud. Once the other party knows his identity, it will be an endless situation today. He doesn't want to see such a headache.Eight bags of elders face a red: "dare not."Song Qingshu waved his hand: "you go. I have some connections with the beggars' sect. I won't embarrass you." At this time, Huang Rong's charming face appeared in his mind, and he thought that if she knew that she would embarrass her disciples and grandchildren for a strange woman, he would not know whether she would be angry.The eight bag elder saw that although he was good at martial arts, he was also polite. Naturally, he knew that he would stop when he was good. After bowing with him, he asked his disciples to help each other and retreat.After the beggars' sect retreated, song Qingshu untied the acupoints of the girl in red. Before he had time to say anything, the other party took the lead in saying, "who asked you to mind your own business!"Song Qingshu was shocked to see her staring angrily, as if she had been damaged by herself.With a cold hum, the girl turned and left."Stop!" Song Qingshu said lightly."Why, do you want me to be grateful?" Said the girl in red coldly.Song Qingshu shook his head secretly. The woman must have been spoiled and moody since she was a child: "that's not necessary, but today's business is due to you. Now there are so many things damaged in the inn, you have to compensate the loss of the store."Hearing what he said, the girl's face turned blue and red. She took out a ingot of gold from her arms and threw it on the ground: "these are more than enough for them." With a cold hum, he jumped out of the window and soon disappeared at the corner of the street."Thank you, young master." The owner of the restaurant came out to express his gratitude to song Qingshu, "little two, give the young master a new jar of good wine.""No need." Song Qingshu smiles a little. Now he is in the mood of drinking. He leaves a ingot of silver and goes away.When he read those martial arts novels in his previous life, his greatest emotion was that those people in the Jianghu would fight and kill in inns and restaurants, and he didn't know how many pots and pans, tables and chairs would be damaged. Other people's shops worked hard to do business, so why should they bear such a disaster.Because he was an ordinary person in his previous life, he often thought from the perspective of ordinary people, and could not regard these as NPC who did not care like those privileged people."I'm really hypocritical ~" walking on the street, song Qingshu sighs that he has done a lot of things in recent years, such as knocking on widows' doors at night, bullying men and women. He is not a good man in any way. He is a typical example of setting up a memorial archway when he becomes a whore."Whatever, I'll be at ease." Before he knew it, song Qingshu had already come to the imperial palace.Before I racked my brains, I didn't figure out how to persuade Shi Miyuan to help launch the stage admonishment to impeach Wan Zao. After thinking about it, I realized that the main reason was the lack of enough information. I didn't even know who Shi Miyuan was. It was really difficult for me to take the medicine against him.Not long after the post, the porter trotted back: "Mr. Song, my master asked you to go in.""It seems that I'm lucky. I didn't have to wait so long for Li Shouzhong before." Song Qingshu smiles a little, but what makes him notice is that the porter's expression is a little strange when he talks about his master.Originally, he wanted to find out about him, but soon another guy came out to lead the way, but he couldn't find a chance to ask."Well, what if it's a tiger's den." Song Qingshu shrugged and put his doubts behind him.Song Qingshu is brought to the study. The boy tells him that the master is waiting in the study and leaves.As soon as he pushed the door, song Qingshu was stunned. He had a meeting with Shi Miyuan in the court hall before, and naturally remembered his appearance. The man standing in the study was not him, not even a man, but the girl in red in the restaurant before."It's you?""It's you!"They said in one voice."Are you song Qingshu?" The girl in red seemed to have no recollection of the unpleasantness that had happened in the inn before. She trotted around him and looked at him for a while, nodding at the same time. "No wonder her martial arts are so high...""Girl, who are you?" Song Qingshu had a guess in his mind."Shi Miyuan is my father." The answer of the girl in red made song Qingshu black. How could she call her father's name directly? However, considering her careless nature, she was relieved."So you are miss Xiangyun." Shi Miyuan has only one daughter, so she is taken care of as the apple of her hand. This is a well-known thing for people in Lin'an City. Although she did not introduce her name, song Qingshu knew it clearly.However, although Shi Xiangyun is charming and naive as described in a dream of Red Mansions, he is much more unruly and willful than he is. I think the difference is caused by the change of family background."I heard that you went to heaven last night to ask for rain. Can you tell me how you did it?" Shi Xiangyun blinked his big eyes and looked at Song Qingshu curiously."It's just a coincidence. I've always had better luck." Although the principle of rainfall is not a secret in the past, it is still useful to play up the mystery in this era. Song Qingshu is not so stupid as to talk to strangers."I guess so." Shi Xiangyun felt as if a huge stone had fallen to the ground in his heart. His whole body relaxed and even added a kind of charming smile to his face.Song Qingshu is dumbfounded and laughs. This little girl must be worried about her lover, for fear that someone is better than her lover.---Thank you for your support!
