Of course, this would only be carried out as a last resort. After all, the Southern Song Dynasty was now regarded by all the Han people in the world. If he rashly attacked, he was afraid that he would be spurned by all the Han people in the world.
However, as the leader of the Golden Snake Battalion, who also aspired to rule the world, Song Qingshu had no choice but to prepare for a rainy day. The most important part of this plan was that it had to be fast, so before attacking, he had to ensure that Shaoxing City was under his control.
Shaoxing (Shanyin) was the headquarters of the Lu family. They had been operating here for nearly a hundred years, and the family's power had already penetrated into every area of Shaoxing City. Controlling the Lu family was equivalent to controlling Shaoxing City.
This was the main reason why Song Qingshu had spent so much time and energy on the Lu Guanying couple!
Song Qingshu gathered his thoughts, looked at Lu Guanying, and comforted him: "Young Master, there is no need to belittle yourself and become a cripple. In the past, Sima Qian encountered a great disaster, but in the end, he completed the separation of the Shi family. Cai Lun was in the palace, but he invented the paper-making technique, which will be remembered by all ages. Zheng He went to the Western Seas seven times, raising the prestige of the Chinese nation. Each of their experiences were worse than Young Master's, but they could also achieve immortality.
Why is Young Master disheartened by a little setback? "Lu Guanying sighed:" I understand this reasoning, but as a man, this kind of thing … how can I accept it? "
Seeing that his eyes were still lifeless, Song Qingshu knew that his consolation did not have any effect. Cheng Yaojia, who was beside him, also looked at him worriedly. The eagerness in her eyes showed how high her hopes were for him.
After pondering for a moment, Song Qingshu suddenly said: "As a man, love is only a small path. If you can do something earth-shattering and bring honor to your ancestors, then that is the right path. Why doesn't Young Master put your energy into your career?"
"Career?" Lu Guanying smiled bitterly, "I know myself. In terms of talent, I am only a mediocre person. In terms of martial arts, I am even less than average in Jianghu. What kind of career can I achieve?"
"You can't say it like that." Song Qingshu smiled, "I don't know if Young Master has heard of the 'Bixie Swordplay Manual'?"
"Evil Warding Sword Manual?" Lu Guanying was shocked and his eyes finally lit up. "Legend has it that Lin Yuantu of Fu Wei Escort Agency used a set of 72 Moves Bixie Swordplay Manual to become invincible. In recent years, various sects in the pugilistic world have been fighting for this set of swordplay manuals. How would I not know? However, this swordplay is only a legend. A few years ago, when the Fu Wei Escort Agency was exterminated, no one from the Lin Family was seen using it. Therefore, many people doubt whether this swordplay manual really exists. "
"Of course this sword art exists." Song Qingshu smiled mysteriously.
"Why is Young Master so sure?" Lu Guanying's heart skipped a beat as he looked up at him. "Could it be …"
"Yes, the Bixie Swordplay is in my hands." Song Qingshu took out the Kasaya from his robe and handed him the first page.
Looking at the strange words "Bixie Swordplay Manual" on the Kasaya, Lu Guanying's jaw dropped. "It really is the Bixie Swordplay Manual!" The Kasaya looked like it had decades of history and could not be faked in such a short period of time.
"That's right. I can impart the [Bixie Sword Manual] to you. I hope that you will be able to pull yourself together and achieve great things in the future." Song QingShu smiled. He had already glanced at the [Bixie Sword Manual] before.
Back then, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng and the other Four Masters practiced the Nine Yin Manual for decades and often had new insights. However, Wang Chongyang had only looked at it for about ten days and had mastered the Nine Yin Manual. Song Qingshu's current cultivation was not lower than Wang Chongyang's. In addition, with his special talent, he had already understood the Bixie Swordplay Manual in a short period of time. Moreover, because the Bixie Swordplay Manual was recorded by Lin Yuantu through his memories, it was more or less incomplete. There were many flaws in the Bixie Swordplay Manual.
These flaws disappeared in a flash. Even Linghu Chong, who had mastered martial arts in the original work, could not see them. However, Song Qingshu had the advantage of reading the Bixie Swordplay Manual. In addition, his cultivation was higher. After reading it, he had already understood the Bixie Swordplay Manual. Therefore, if anyone used the Bixie Swordplay Manual against him in the future, it could only be said that they were courting death.
Therefore, when he passed the Bixie Swordplay Manual to Lu Guanying, Song Qingshu was not worried that he would betray him in the future. Everything was under his control.
"Really?" The Bixie Swordplay Manual was a secret technique that countless people in Jianghu dreamed of. How could Lu Guanying not be excited?
Cheng Yaojia, who was beside him, was also shocked. She did not understand why Song Qingshu would give such an important manual to her husband. Could it be … could it be because of her? Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojia could not help but feel a little dazed.
"Of course it's true." Song Qingshu smiled.
"But …" Lu Guanying was pleasantly surprised. He suddenly thought of his body's condition. "Now I … I am no longer a normal man. Won't practicing this technique affect me?"
There were many secret techniques in Jianghu that had very harsh requirements on the body's natural talent. Not to mention secret techniques, even if a eunuch practiced ordinary martial arts, it would be very difficult because of his body's defects. This was also the reason why Lu Guanying was so worried.
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. He unfolded the kasaya a little more and said, "I'm not sure about other martial arts, but this martial art can be said to be tailor-made for Young Master."
Lu Guanying and Cheng Yaojia were curious. They leaned over to take a look and saw that the first sentence was, "If you want to practice this technique, you must castrate yourself." They both cried out in surprise. Cheng Yaojia was embarrassed, but Lu Guanying was pleasantly surprised.
Lu Guanying suddenly thought of something and his expression became strange. "Could it be that Young Master also …" The Bixie Swordplay Manual was a divine technique that all people in Jianghu yearned for. He did not believe that Song Qingshu could resist the temptation. Moreover, if Song Qingshu had not practiced it successfully, how could he be willing to pass it on to him?
"Cough, cough …" Song Qingshu knew that he had misunderstood. He had no choice but to explain, "I have another technique, so I have never practiced this technique." As he said this, he subconsciously looked at Cheng Yaojia.
Cheng Yaojia's heart skipped a beat when she saw his expression. She could not help but think of the other party's bravery when he galloped on top of her that night. Her body softened a little. She silently added in her heart, "He has never practiced this technique, I can testify."
At this moment, Lu Guanying was extremely excited. However, he was not an idiot. He knew that there was no free lunch in this world. He could not help but hesitate. "Young Master and I just met, why did you give me such a big gift?"
Song Qingshu was originally admiring Cheng Yaojia's bashful and bashful demeanor. Hearing this, he withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "These years Young Master Lu has been busy fighting against the Mongols and the Jin. He has not even taken care of his beautiful wife at home. Until now, he has not had any children. Song Mou admires his patriotism. Now that I am able to help Young Master, it is only a slight effort. Young Master need not worry. "
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