Chapter 709
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"Big adventure?" Song Qingshu eyebrows pick, rather than smile staring at her, "Rong Er, you really want to choose a big adventure?"
"Yes." Huang Rong took a deep breath, but she was very calm. She thought that I was not a fool. At that time, as long as you ask too much, I will not play.
"Rong'er, in order to avoid that you don't know the rules of the game, I want to confirm with you again that no matter what the other party asks, you have to do as he says. Do you still want to take a big risk now?"
Song Qingshu's expression is rather playful, which makes Huang Rong feel flustered. She can't help regretting this option. However, she is also a very stubborn person in her heart. She thinks that she has a way out anyway. Why should she be soft in front of him?
"Come to think about it. What do you want me to do?" Huang Rong Chin Yang, smooth and delicate neck in the light of some dazzling white.
With a strange smile, song Qingshu sat on the stool and waved to her: "come here, come here."
Seeing that his legs were separated and his face looked strange, it was hard for Huang Rong not to have some strange associations. Her face was slightly cold: "what are you doing?"
"Seeing that the stool was too hard, I knocked on rong'er, so I invited rong'er to sit on my leg, making sure it was much softer and more comfortable than the hard stool." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Huang Rong was stunned: "this is the big adventure you want me to take?"
Song Qingshu laughed awkwardly: "why, is it difficult? Or I'll change it. "
"No... it's not hard." Huang Rong's face was a little red. She imagined countless possibilities in her mind. She always thought that the other party would ask too much. How could she know that he finally asked for such a request.
Sitting on his lap, although she went beyond the etiquette, it was better than she expected. I don't know how much. Huang Rong naturally didn't dare to ask song Qingshu to change his request. He didn't know how embarrassing it would be.
For fear that Song Qing's book club would suddenly change to other requirements, Huang Rong mentions her skirt and goes over. But just after taking two steps, she suddenly realizes that she is acting too unpretentiously, as if she is eager to sit in his arms.
Seeing that Huang Rong stops walking, her face changes. Song Qingshu smiles and grabs her hand out of thin air, Huang Rong feels a burst of soft power. She is a little unsteady. When she wakes up, she finds herself sitting on Song Qingshu's lap.
For a long time, the etiquette education made her subconsciously stand up, but although song Qingshu's hand was soft, it was firmly around her waist, which made her unable to move at all.
Huang Rong sighed. Anyway, it was the big adventure she promised. The only thing that made her happy was that song Qingshu's hand didn't do anything too much except hold her waist.
"Rong'er, your body is so soft." Through the two layers of clothes, song Qingshu can keenly feel the amazing softness and elasticity of his legs.
Huang Rong's face was very hot. When she lifted her hair, she covered up her unnatural expression: "I've done it according to your request. Is it my turn to ask you?"
"You ask." Song Qingshu shows an expression of great enjoyment. Of course, Wenxiang nephrite is in his arms. It's strange if he doesn't enjoy it.
"What are your plans for the Golden Snake camp in the end?" Huang Rong is really curious. Since the defeat of the Qing army last time and the armistice with the Qing Dynasty, the Golden Snake camp has gradually established itself and become a force that can not be ignored in the world, but in most people's eyes, that's all.
Limited by her own strength, the Golden Snake camp is a warlord who is on a separate side. In the end, there are two ways: one is to be eliminated by the powerful countries around, the other is to take refuge in a certain country and finally be annexed. The reason why Huang Rong asked this question is to think about whether it can lead the Golden Snake camp to take refuge in the Southern Song Dynasty.
If they succeed in subduing such a powerful warlord, their status in the imperial court is not comparable to what they are now. Huang Rong can take the opportunity to plan for her husband to enter the center of the imperial court. Only by influencing the decision-making of the imperial court can she see a glimmer of light in the future. As now, she can help to defend the city as a quack, and eventually die.
Of course, Huang Rong doesn't just want to use song Qingshu. Instead, she plans to push him into the court. Song Qingshu is more suitable for her plan than Jing brother, who is loyal and dull. When the time comes, they will support each other and maybe win a chance of life.
I didn't expect Huang Rong to ask such a formal question. Song Qingshu pondered for a while and just spit out eight words: "expel the Tartars and restore China!"
Hearing his reply, Huang Rong was as smart as she was. She could understand the weight behind these eight words. Although she always thought that song Qingshu was not the kind of arrogant person who was willing to give up, she never thought that the other party's ambition was so great.
Gas swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!
Huang Rong subconsciously came up with these words in her mind. She couldn't help laughing bitterly. She always thought that the other party was just fighting for supremacy in the world, but she didn't think that he was aiming for the world.
"If only brother Jing were like him."
Huang Rong looks gloomy for a while. Over the years, she has been helping the Southern Song Dynasty to guard Xiangyang. She can be said to have been making wedding clothes for others. If it's just like this, after all, they don't have much ambition, but the darkness in the officialdom really cools her heart.
In order to fight for meritorious service, the local officials have to hold each other back, which leads to a series of missed opportunities. However, the big figures in the court even often commit crimes, either because of the arrears of military pay, or the deliberate delay of food and grass... All kinds of dirty means lead to the failure of the war, just for one more reason to attack the political enemies!
Huang Rong wanted to leave many times, but her husband was determined to stay in Xiangyang. She could only sing along with her husband. For many nights, she would have a flash of thought: if only the imperial court were controlled by her, although she did not dare to recover the Central Plains at that time, it would still be possible for the northern nomadic regime to never cross Leichi again.
Huang Rong knew how naive and ridiculous this idea was. Let alone a woman, how could she control the imperial court even if she was an amazing man?
The imperial court has always been the result of checks and balances and compromises among several powerful groups. Even the emperor can't think and do anything, let alone her?
But song Qingshu's ambition made her see another possibility. Since she couldn't do it, how about breaking all the rules and establishing a new regime from scratch?
Without the bureaucracy and conspirators, I think I can completely show what I have learned?
However, Huang Rong soon gave up this tempting idea. As the daughter of dongxie, she has never been a conformist. On the contrary, this kind of thing will not scare her, but unfortunately, her husband is Guo Jing, not song Qingshu.
If brother Jing rises up, she will give her full support, but song Qingshu... What's the reason for her to follow a man other than her husband?
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"Big adventure?" Song Qingshu eyebrows pick, rather than smile staring at her, "Rong Er, you really want to choose a big adventure?"
"Yes." Huang Rong took a deep breath, but she was very calm. She thought that I was not a fool. At that time, as long as you ask too much, I will not play.
"Rong'er, in order to avoid that you don't know the rules of the game, I want to confirm with you again that no matter what the other party asks, you have to do as he says. Do you still want to take a big risk now?"
Song Qingshu's expression is rather playful, which makes Huang Rong feel flustered. She can't help regretting this option. However, she is also a very stubborn person in her heart. She thinks that she has a way out anyway. Why should she be soft in front of him?
"Come to think about it. What do you want me to do?" Huang Rong Chin Yang, smooth and delicate neck in the light of some dazzling white.
With a strange smile, song Qingshu sat on the stool and waved to her: "come here, come here."
Seeing that his legs were separated and his face looked strange, it was hard for Huang Rong not to have some strange associations. Her face was slightly cold: "what are you doing?"
"Seeing that the stool was too hard, I knocked on rong'er, so I invited rong'er to sit on my leg, making sure it was much softer and more comfortable than the hard stool." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Huang Rong was stunned: "this is the big adventure you want me to take?"
Song Qingshu laughed awkwardly: "why, is it difficult? Or I'll change it. "
"No... it's not hard." Huang Rong's face was a little red. She imagined countless possibilities in her mind. She always thought that the other party would ask too much. How could she know that he finally asked for such a request.
Sitting on his lap, although she went beyond the etiquette, it was better than she expected. I don't know how much. Huang Rong naturally didn't dare to ask song Qingshu to change his request. He didn't know how embarrassing it would be.
For fear that Song Qing's book club would suddenly change to other requirements, Huang Rong mentions her skirt and goes over. But just after taking two steps, she suddenly realizes that she is acting too unpretentiously, as if she is eager to sit in his arms.
Seeing that Huang Rong stops walking, her face changes. Song Qingshu smiles and grabs her hand out of thin air, Huang Rong feels a burst of soft power. She is a little unsteady. When she wakes up, she finds herself sitting on Song Qingshu's lap.
For a long time, the etiquette education made her subconsciously stand up, but although song Qingshu's hand was soft, it was firmly around her waist, which made her unable to move at all.
Huang Rong sighed. Anyway, it was the big adventure she promised. The only thing that made her happy was that song Qingshu's hand didn't do anything too much except hold her waist.
"Rong'er, your body is so soft." Through the two layers of clothes, song Qingshu can keenly feel the amazing softness and elasticity of his legs.
Huang Rong's face was very hot. When she lifted her hair, she covered up her unnatural expression: "I've done it according to your request. Is it my turn to ask you?"
"You ask." Song Qingshu shows an expression of great enjoyment. Of course, Wenxiang nephrite is in his arms. It's strange if he doesn't enjoy it.
"What are your plans for the Golden Snake camp in the end?" Huang Rong is really curious. Since the defeat of the Qing army last time and the armistice with the Qing Dynasty, the Golden Snake camp has gradually established itself and become a force that can not be ignored in the world, but in most people's eyes, that's all.
Limited by her own strength, the Golden Snake camp is a warlord who is on a separate side. In the end, there are two ways: one is to be eliminated by the powerful countries around, the other is to take refuge in a certain country and finally be annexed. The reason why Huang Rong asked this question is to think about whether it can lead the Golden Snake camp to take refuge in the Southern Song Dynasty.
If they succeed in subduing such a powerful warlord, their status in the imperial court is not comparable to what they are now. Huang Rong can take the opportunity to plan for her husband to enter the center of the imperial court. Only by influencing the decision-making of the imperial court can she see a glimmer of light in the future. As now, she can help to defend the city as a quack, and eventually die.
Of course, Huang Rong doesn't just want to use song Qingshu. Instead, she plans to push him into the court. Song Qingshu is more suitable for her plan than Jing brother, who is loyal and dull. When the time comes, they will support each other and maybe win a chance of life.
I didn't expect Huang Rong to ask such a formal question. Song Qingshu pondered for a while and just spit out eight words: "expel the Tartars and restore China!"
Hearing his reply, Huang Rong was as smart as she was. She could understand the weight behind these eight words. Although she always thought that song Qingshu was not the kind of arrogant person who was willing to give up, she never thought that the other party's ambition was so great.
Gas swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!
Huang Rong subconsciously came up with these words in her mind. She couldn't help laughing bitterly. She always thought that the other party was just fighting for supremacy in the world, but she didn't think that he was aiming for the world.
"If only brother Jing were like him."
Huang Rong looks gloomy for a while. Over the years, she has been helping the Southern Song Dynasty to guard Xiangyang. She can be said to have been making wedding clothes for others. If it's just like this, after all, they don't have much ambition, but the darkness in the officialdom really cools her heart.
In order to fight for meritorious service, the local officials have to hold each other back, which leads to a series of missed opportunities. However, the big figures in the court even often commit crimes, either because of the arrears of military pay, or the deliberate delay of food and grass... All kinds of dirty means lead to the failure of the war, just for one more reason to attack the political enemies!
Huang Rong wanted to leave many times, but her husband was determined to stay in Xiangyang. She could only sing along with her husband. For many nights, she would have a flash of thought: if only the imperial court were controlled by her, although she did not dare to recover the Central Plains at that time, it would still be possible for the northern nomadic regime to never cross Leichi again.
Huang Rong knew how naive and ridiculous this idea was. Let alone a woman, how could she control the imperial court even if she was an amazing man?
The imperial court has always been the result of checks and balances and compromises among several powerful groups. Even the emperor can't think and do anything, let alone her?
But song Qingshu's ambition made her see another possibility. Since she couldn't do it, how about breaking all the rules and establishing a new regime from scratch?
Without the bureaucracy and conspirators, I think I can completely show what I have learned?
However, Huang Rong soon gave up this tempting idea. As the daughter of dongxie, she has never been a conformist. On the contrary, this kind of thing will not scare her, but unfortunately, her husband is Guo Jing, not song Qingshu.
If brother Jing rises up, she will give her full support, but song Qingshu... What's the reason for her to follow a man other than her husband?
"Big adventure?" Song Qingshu eyebrows pick, rather than smile staring at her, "Rong Er, you really want to choose a big adventure?""Yes." Huang Rong took a deep breath, but she was very calm. She thought that I was not a fool. At that time, as long as you ask too much, I will not play."Rong'er, in order to avoid that you don't know the rules of the game, I want to confirm with you again that no matter what the other party asks, you have to do as he says. Do you still want to take a big risk now?"Song Qingshu's expression is rather playful, which makes Huang Rong feel flustered. She can't help regretting this option. However, she is also a very stubborn person in her heart. She thinks that she has a way out anyway. Why should she be soft in front of him?"Come to think about it. What do you want me to do?" Huang Rong Chin Yang, smooth and delicate neck in the light of some dazzling white.With a strange smile, song Qingshu sat on the stool and waved to her: "come here, come here."Seeing that his legs were separated and his face looked strange, it was hard for Huang Rong not to have some strange associations. Her face was slightly cold: "what are you doing?""Seeing that the stool was too hard, I knocked on rong'er, so I invited rong'er to sit on my leg, making sure it was much softer and more comfortable than the hard stool." Song Qingshu said with a smile.Huang Rong was stunned: "this is the big adventure you want me to take?"Song Qingshu laughed awkwardly: "why, is it difficult? Or I'll change it. ""No... it's not hard." Huang Rong's face was a little red. She imagined countless possibilities in her mind. She always thought that the other party would ask too much. How could she know that he finally asked for such a request.Sitting on his lap, although she went beyond the etiquette, it was better than she expected. I don't know how much. Huang Rong naturally didn't dare to ask song Qingshu to change his request. He didn't know how embarrassing it would be.For fear that Song Qing's book club would suddenly change to other requirements, Huang Rong mentions her skirt and goes over. But just after taking two steps, she suddenly realizes that she is acting too unpretentiously, as if she is eager to sit in his arms.Seeing that Huang Rong stops walking, her face changes. Song Qingshu smiles and grabs her hand out of thin air, Huang Rong feels a burst of soft power. She is a little unsteady. When she wakes up, she finds herself sitting on Song Qingshu's lap.For a long time, the etiquette education made her subconsciously stand up, but although song Qingshu's hand was soft, it was firmly around her waist, which made her unable to move at all.Huang Rong sighed. Anyway, it was the big adventure she promised. The only thing that made her happy was that song Qingshu's hand didn't do anything too much except hold her waist."Rong'er, your body is so soft." Through the two layers of clothes, song Qingshu can keenly feel the amazing softness and elasticity of his legs.Huang Rong's face was very hot. When she lifted her hair, she covered up her unnatural expression: "I've done it according to your request. Is it my turn to ask you?""You ask." Song Qingshu shows an expression of great enjoyment. Of course, Wenxiang nephrite is in his arms. It's strange if he doesn't enjoy it."What are your plans for the Golden Snake camp in the end?" Huang Rong is really curious. Since the defeat of the Qing army last time and the armistice with the Qing Dynasty, the Golden Snake camp has gradually established itself and become a force that can not be ignored in the world, but in most people's eyes, that's all.Limited by her own strength, the Golden Snake camp is a warlord who is on a separate side. In the end, there are two ways: one is to be eliminated by the powerful countries around, the other is to take refuge in a certain country and finally be annexed. The reason why Huang Rong asked this question is to think about whether it can lead the Golden Snake camp to take refuge in the Southern Song Dynasty.If they succeed in subduing such a powerful warlord, their status in the imperial court is not comparable to what they are now. Huang Rong can take the opportunity to plan for her husband to enter the center of the imperial court. Only by influencing the decision-making of the imperial court can she see a glimmer of light in the future. As now, she can help to defend the city as a quack, and eventually die.Of course, Huang Rong doesn't just want to use song Qingshu. Instead, she plans to push him into the court. Song Qingshu is more suitable for her plan than Jing brother, who is loyal and dull. When the time comes, they will support each other and maybe win a chance of life.I didn't expect Huang Rong to ask such a formal question. Song Qingshu pondered for a while and just spit out eight words: "expel the Tartars and restore China!"Hearing his reply, Huang Rong was as smart as she was. She could understand the weight behind these eight words. Although she always thought that song Qingshu was not the kind of arrogant person who was willing to give up, she never thought that the other party's ambition was so great.Gas swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!Huang Rong subconsciously came up with these words in her mind. She couldn't help laughing bitterly. She always thought that the other party was just fighting for supremacy in the world, but she didn't think that he was aiming for the world."If only brother Jing were like him."Huang Rong looks gloomy for a while. Over the years, she has been helping the Southern Song Dynasty to guard Xiangyang. She can be said to have been making wedding clothes for others. If it's just like this, after all, they don't have much ambition, but the darkness in the officialdom really cools her heart.In order to fight for meritorious service, the local officials have to hold each other back, which leads to a series of missed opportunities. However, the big figures in the court even often commit crimes, either because of the arrears of military pay, or the deliberate delay of food and grass... All kinds of dirty means lead to the failure of the war, just for one more reason to attack the political enemies!Huang Rong wanted to leave many times, but her husband was determined to stay in Xiangyang. She could only sing along with her husband. For many nights, she would have a flash of thought: if only the imperial court were controlled by her, although she did not dare to recover the Central Plains at that time, it would still be possible for the northern nomadic regime to never cross Leichi again.Huang Rong knew how naive and ridiculous this idea was. Let alone a woman, how could she control the imperial court even if she was an amazing man?The imperial court has always been the result of checks and balances and compromises among several powerful groups. Even the emperor can't think and do anything, let alone her?But song Qingshu's ambition made her see another possibility. Since she couldn't do it, how about breaking all the rules and establishing a new regime from scratch?Without the bureaucracy and conspirators, I think I can completely show what I have learned?However, Huang Rong soon gave up this tempting idea. As the daughter of dongxie, she has never been a conformist. On the contrary, this kind of thing will not scare her, but unfortunately, her husband is Guo Jing, not song Qingshu.If brother Jing rises up, she will give her full support, but song Qingshu... What's the reason for her to follow a man other than her husband?
