Looking at the head rolling on the ground, Song Qingshu said indifferently, "You overestimate your position."
The reason why he hadn't killed Wan Gui before was that it would be too easy to kill him directly. It would be better to let him receive more punishment. Secondly, the time was not ripe. Song Qingshu didn't want to give the Southern Song Dynasty an excuse to send troops at the critical moment of the decisive battle with Li Kexiu.
Now that the situation had been settled, there was no need to worry so much. No matter how much Wan Gui was favored by Moqi Suo, he was just a concubine's son. How could he affect the political decisions of the imperial court? Even if he was a legitimate son, it didn't matter. In any case, Moqi Suo couldn't even protect herself.
Originally, Song Qingshu had heard him speak so viciously. Thinking of Di Yun's revenge, he planned to sell Wan Gui to the rabbit house to serve Uncle Hei. Wan Gui's soft skin and tender flesh made him look like a pretty boy would definitely be a red card.
But that scene was too disgusting. Song Qingshu also thought of leaving an enemy full of resentment and adept at scheming. Who knew if he would come back for revenge? Given Song Qingshu's cultivation, he certainly wasn't afraid of him. But there were so many beauties around him that he couldn't risk them.
Perhaps it was because he had watched too many movies and TV dramas in his previous life that villains often died because they talked too much. He couldn't repeat the same mistake.
"Brother Di, I have avenged you." Thinking of the simple and honest Di Yun, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh deeply. "Don't worry, Moqi Suo will soon come to the underground to apologize to you."
After sending out a signal, the Golden Snake Camp's subordinates lurking in Lin 'an City came. Song Qingshu ordered, "Send this man's bones to Xiangxi Ma Xi Pu and give them to a woman named Qi Fang. Let her bury the bones in front of Di Yun's grave to atone for her crimes."
"Clean up the others while you're at it."
Several Golden Snake Camp's secret agents saluted and said, "Yes, my lord!" These people were all shrewd and capable people. Soon, these people were cleaned up, even the bloodstains were wiped clean.
After this incident, Song Qingshu couldn't sleep anymore, especially when he thought of the person on the bed who had been stabbed to the point of being badly mutilated. He simply sat down on a stool and began to meditate.
Around the time of the fifth hour, an official from the Office of the Chamberlain of Dependencies came to inform him to prepare for the morning court session and enter the palace for an audience. Song Qingshu noticed that one of them, upon seeing that he was safe and sound, had a look of extreme surprise in his eyes. From time to time, he would even look around at something.
Knowing that he was Wan Gui's spy, Song Qingshu smiled faintly and didn't think much of it, letting him see. The scene had already been cleaned up, it would be strange if he could really see anything.
Compared to this, Song Qingshu was more troubled by another matter. Looking at the dark night sky outside the window, he couldn't help but think to himself, "If this time was converted to the time in my previous life, it would be around three in the morning, the time when people are sleeping soundly. This morning court system in ancient times is really inhumane."
(Note: This was the system of the early Ming Dynasty. The Song Dynasty was not like this. There would not even be a court meeting for a few days. However, for convenience, the Ming system was used.)
"When can I see your Emperor?" Song Qingshu asked.
One of the officials from the Office of the Chamberlain of Dependencies hurriedly replied, "We will first wait outside the palace. The palace gates will open at around five in the morning. At that time, someone will arrange for Young Master to wait in a side hall. When the Emperor summons you, a eunuch will lead Young Master to the throne room."
"Five in the morning?" Song Qingshu was so angry that he laughed. Wouldn't that be five in the morning? He still had to wait two hours before entering the palace. After entering the palace, who knew how long he would have to wait for the Emperor to summon him? Of course, he wouldn't do it.
The officials from the Office of the Chamberlain of Dependencies immediately became anxious. They tried all sorts of ways to move his emotions and reason, but Song Qingshu remained unmoved. In the end, the group of officials had to beg for mercy. Song Qingshu finally couldn't bear it anymore. "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you people. I'll go ahead. But I can't wait that long. I promise to arrive before the palace gates open. "
The officials from the Office of the Chamberlain of Dependencies had no choice but to compromise. Following this, Song Qingshu rested for another two hours before he leisurely walked towards the palace.
When he arrived at the palace gates, he discovered that all the civil and military officials were already waiting there. The person at the head of the group was Moqi Ruo. However, he seemed to be somewhat preoccupied at this moment. He didn't even notice Song Qingshu's arrival.
Beside him was a man with square eyes and a wide nose. His hands were tucked into his sleeves, and his shoulders were hunched. Overall, he looked exceptionally wretched. Although Song Qingshu had never seen him before, from the way he stood, he could guess that he was the Right Minister, Zhang Jun.
"Hmph, he was also involved in the incident in Yangzhou, and his younger brother, Zhang Rou … even if it's not for myself, I have to properly settle this debt for Prince Yue." Song Qingshu's expression was grave and stern. An incomparably beautiful face suddenly appeared in his mind. He didn't know where Xiao Long Nu was currently. When Moqi Ruo found out that she was Yue Fei's orphan, he didn't know if she had encountered any danger.
While he was lost in thought, Han Xingzhou beckoned to him and said, "Prince Song, come over here quickly. I'll introduce you to a few people." After all, the title 'Golden Snake King' was a title given by a group of Jianghu people. It wasn't a real king. Normally, Han Xingzhou didn't mind addressing him as' Golden Snake King 'in private to show his respect. But now, with so many people watching and in such an important place like the palace, he naturally didn't want to give himself away.
Song Qingshu didn't care about this. He walked over with a smile and said, "Good morning, Minister Han."
Han Xingzhou nodded and first introduced Song Qingshu to the crowd. Then, he introduced the surrounding officials to Song Qingshu.
Moqi Ruo finally came to her senses. With a fake smile, she said, "It seems that Minister Han has a very good relationship with Golden Snake King."
Han Xingzhou smiled and said, "If Minister Zuo hadn't interfered when you were in Yangzhou, my relationship with Prince Song would be even better." He had expected that Moqi Ruo would start from this aspect, so he simply laid it out. After all, everyone knew that he had reached an agreement with Song Qingshu in Yangzhou. Directly admitting it would make him look open and aboveboard, with a clear conscience, and block the other's series of tricks.
Moqi Ruo held her breath. Obviously, she didn't expect this. With a cold snort, she turned to Song Qingshu and said, "Yesterday, my grandson heard that Young Master had arrived in Lin 'an. He came to visit you with gifts, but he hasn't returned yet. Can Young Master tell me where he has gone?"
Song Qingshu cursed inwardly for being shameless. Bringing poison and a group of killers to assassinate him could be described as a visit with gifts. Since that was the case, then he would have to face shamelessness with shamelessness. "Really? Why haven't I seen your son? Is the security in Lin 'an so bad that even living people can get lost? " Although it was not a big deal to let him know the truth, it was better to avoid trouble. Song Qingshu had always been a person who was afraid of trouble, and he would never hesitate when he could be lazy.
"You!" Moqi Ruo knew that Wan Gui had most likely been killed by him, but he insisted that he hadn't seen him. She had no evidence, so there was nothing she could do.
"Okay, okay. The palace gate is open. Everyone, please." Jia Shidao said. He had been struggling to find Jia Baoyu's whereabouts recently. He found that Moqi Ruo had sent troops to the scene, so Jia Baoyu's disappearance must have something to do with him. Seeing that Wan Gui was missing, he was very happy.
"Song Mou is here to see Jia Shidao." Song Qingshu was having a headache as he chatted with him. He had to find a proper way to deal with Jia Baoyu's disappearance, or Jia Shidao would suspect him sooner or later.
"Nice to meet you." Jia Shidao looked at him carefully and found that he couldn't see through him, so he was shocked.
A group of people entered the palace, each with their own ulterior motives. The civil and military officials entered the throne room first, while Song Qingshu was led to a side hall by a eunuch to wait.
Bored to death waiting in the side hall, Song QingShu even had the thought of looking for Li Yuanzhi. However, when he saw the eunuchs following her closely and the guards outside the door, he gave up on the idea. It was too dangerous to be in broad daylight.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before news came from the imperial court that he was to have an audience. Song QingShu straightened his clothes and leisurely made his way towards the throne room.
With his experience over the years, he had even sat on the throne. Meeting the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty couldn't make him feel nervous.
"Song Qingshu, the Golden Snake King, is here to see the emperor."
After entering the hall, Song Qingshu began to look at the emperor, who had been criticized many times in the future. He was white and chubby, and he actually looked quite cute.
Song Qingshu had a strange expression. He thought that it was normal for him to be chubby, since he ate and drank well all day long. Weren't the eunuchs on TV all fat? But it was strange that Zhao Gou's beard was quite lush. The strand of beard under his chin was probably a foot long.
Isn't he a useless man? How can he still have such strong testosterone? Don't tell me that moustache was stuck there on purpose. "Just as Song Qingshu was cursing in his heart, a loud shout came from the side.
How dare you not kneel in front of the emperor? What crime do you deserve? "
Song QingShu turned his head around and saw Moqi Chu standing there with an indignant look on her face, glaring at him. Zhang Jun, who was standing next to her, chimed in, "I really don't know how those people from the Chamberlain of Dependencies have taught them. How can a mere commoner like you call himself a king? You know, this is a great crime. "
Jia Shidao had been watching the show from the sidelines, but when Zhang Jun brought the topic to the Chamberlain of Dependencies, he immediately objected. "You're wrong, Minister of the Right. Song Qingshu isn't a citizen of the Song Dynasty, and he's also a leader. He doesn't need to be bound by the rules of the Song Dynasty, no matter if he calls himself king or king." Now that the officials in the Chamberlain of Dependencies were under the control of the Privy Council, if he allowed Zhang Jun to make this crime a reality, he couldn't help but be embarrassed. That was why he spoke up for Song Qingshu.
Moqi Suo laughed coldly and said, "You're wrong, Minister Jia. Song Qingshu was born in the Jingzhou area of the Song Dynasty. His father is Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect. As the saying goes, the ruler is the ruler of his subjects, and the father is the ruler of his children. Even his father, Song Yuanqiao, is a citizen of the Song Dynasty, so why isn't he?"
Jia Shidao couldn't help but be speechless. He snorted coldly and didn't reply. Since the topic had been shifted away from the Chamberlain of Dependencies, he naturally didn't want to block the arrow for Song Qingshu.
Han Xingzhou hurriedly signaled to Song Qingshu, telling him to kneel and shout "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor," to give Zhao Gou a way out, and then he could use the opportunity to smooth things over.
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