"Ding Dian, Lord Ding, you must know each other. He is now the Imperial Guard in the imperial city, a top master guarding the emperor."
"Imperial Guard?" Song QingShu was secretly shocked. How could he not know that the Emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty had the most elite guards? Every emperor only had a maximum of six people with the Emperor's Imperial Armament, and sometimes only two. Therefore, each of the Emperor's Imperial Armament was not only an expert among experts, but also someone the emperor trusted the most.
"I don't know what kind of family background Brother Ding has to be chosen to be the Imperial Guard." Song Qingshu was curious. Ding Dian's Kung Fu was more than enough to be the Imperial Guard, but if his background was not absolutely reliable, the emperor would not have appointed him.
Lu Guanying continued to introduce, "This is Lord Su Shidan, a military counselor under Lord Han. He was left in Lin 'an by Lord Han to guard the rear, but when he heard that something happened to Lord Han, he organized a rescue force to go north."
"Su Shidan, the chief think tank of Han Xingzhou!" Song Qingshu was secretly shocked. This person was only an advisor, but his name appeared in the intelligence of the Jin and Qing Kingdoms, which showed how important he was in Han Xingzhou's group.
"This is Xin Qiji, Lord Xin, who was the Secretary of the Privy Council." Lu Guanying pointed to the old farmer and introduced him.
"Xin Qiji?" Song Qingshu suddenly jumped up excitedly, ran over to hold his hand and said, "Lord Xin, I am your fan!"
"Ah?" Xin Qiji was confused, and even the others were puzzled. It should be known that Xin Qiji's status was probably the lowest among the people present. When the others were introduced, Song Qingshu just responded very politely, and his attitude was a little cold. But when he was introduced, Song Qingshu suddenly became so enthusiastic.
It was no wonder that they could not understand, because Xin Qiji was an idol that Song Qingshu admired very much in his previous life. His attainments in poetry were on par with Su Dongpo, and in martial arts, he could lead dozens of people to attack the camp of the Jin and capture the traitor and take him back to the Southern Song Dynasty.
When drunk, he watched the sword by the lamp, and when dreaming, he blew the horn to the camp.
The horse moved as fast as lightning, and the bowstring shook like thunder.
Every time he read about Xin Qiji's deeds, Song Qingshu couldn't help but slap the table and stand up. When he saw the "pitiful Bai Fasheng", he deeply understood the helplessness of not being put in an important position. After all, he had joined the Southern Song Dynasty for most of the time. The Southern Song Dynasty's emperor and ministers were on the side of peace and surrender. It was not easy to wait for the pro-war Han Xingzhou to come to power, but he was already old and seriously ill. Not long after, he passed away.
Thinking of the fate in history, Song Qingshu hurriedly sized him up. Although the other party was old, he was hale and hearty, and had an astonishing cultivation base. He did not look like he had one foot in the grave.
However, Song Qingshu understood that Li Bai in the Golden Book System was also a super master. One was the most famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, and the other was the most famous lyricist in the Southern Song Dynasty. Moreover, Xin Qiji himself was a powerful person who could challenge the Golden Army at night. He was a top master in this world. Song Qingshu was not surprised at all.
Under everyone's strange eyes, Song Qingshu finally calmed down and continued to talk with the people of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Through the conversation, he learned that they were not the official reinforcements sent by the Southern Song Dynasty. Instead, they were masters under the command of the Han's Group that Su Shidan had temporarily gathered. This was because he wanted to hide it from the court. After all, Han Xingzhou's capture was not a glorious thing. If it was spread out, it would easily damage his prestige, and he would be easily attacked by his political enemies. Therefore, this time there were not many people who came, but all of them were top masters who could be trusted.
"No wonder Lu Guanying has been begging me to help him. It turns out that they are not strong enough." Song Qingshu quietly glanced at Ding Da again. He thought that Ding Busan and Ding Busi could barely be called masters, but this one was not a top master.
When Song Qingshu looked at her, Ding Da's eyes also moved between him and Cheng Yaojia. From the conversation just now, she knew that Cheng Yaojia was Lu Guanying's wife. However, she clearly saw that she was intimate with Song Qingshu. No one knew what she was thinking, but the corners of her mouth faintly curved into a playful smile.
"According to Guanying's description, there are many masters in the Ruyang Mansion. I'm afraid that we are weak." Su Shidan was the leader of this group. As he spoke, he glanced at Song Qingshu and said, "I wonder if Golden Snake King has any wise ideas?"
"I dare not say so." Song Qingshu knew that the other party wanted him to help, but he did not want the people of the Golden Snake Camp to have a head-on conflict with the Mongols. "But not long ago, I thought of a way."
He had originally planned to save Han Xingzhou. Now that there were Ding Dian and his former idol Xin Qiji in this group, he naturally had to help them.
"Oh, what is it?" The people of the Southern Song Dynasty were overjoyed.
"Drive the wolf to swallow the tiger." Song Qingshu smiled mysteriously.
"Who's the wolf?" Su Shidan's eyes lit up.
"The Song Mountain Sect!" Song Qingshu roughly told them the information he had received. At the same time, he also told them the doubts in his heart. He did not know why the people of the Song Mountain Sect appeared here so coincidentally.
"I may know the reason." Su Shidan's face was a little gloomy. "I'm afraid this is Jia Shidao's plan to get someone else to do his dirty work. According to our information, the Changle Gang is probably related to Jia Shidao. The news of the Bixie Sword Manual should have come from there. No wonder Jia Shidao didn't make a fuss about it when Minister Han was captured. It turns out that he planned to make Minister Han never return to the imperial court."
Through all kinds of clues, he was able to restore the whole thing almost to the truth. He was indeed worthy of being the number one think tank under Han Xingzhou.
"I see." After hearing his explanation, Song Qingshu was suddenly enlightened. "By the way, according to the information I received, the Song Mountain Sect is going to find out if Linghu … Wu Tiande is in the Jade Pure Temple. If they accidentally find out that the Mongolians have secretly taken over the Jade Pure Temple, I'm afraid they will give up their plan. So, without hesitation, let's do it tonight."
Everyone looked serious. They didn't expect to act in such a hurry. However, after thinking about it carefully, they knew it was the best choice. Su Shidan nodded, stood up, and said seriously, "As you said, if we can successfully rescue Minister Han this time, we will definitely repay you later."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly. "I want to help this time mainly because Young Heightslord Lu is my friend."
Su Shidan looked at Lu Guanying and smiled knowingly. "Minister Han will not forget the Lu Family's role in this time."
Lu Guanying was so moved that he was about to cry. Song QingShu was really a kind person. Originally, when he saw his beautiful wife acting so intimately with Song QingShu, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy. But now, all his dissatisfaction disappeared, and all that was left was gratitude.
That night, in the house where the Song Mountain Sect was.
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