After the two girls finished washing up, Li Qingluo saw that Song Qingshu was still asleep. Li Qingluo said, "I'll take my cousin to the old residence of the in-laws."
"Go ahead." Song Qingshu waved his hand casually.
"You're as lazy as a pig." Li Qingluo snorted and pulled Xiao Long Nu out. Although Xiao Long Nu didn't want to be separated from Song Qingshu, she also wanted to see the place where her parents used to live. After hesitating for a moment, she followed her.
After sleeping for another two hours, Song QingShu finally sat up on the bed and stretched his body. Suddenly, he thought of something and couldn't help but grab the quilt and sniff it. The faint fragrance immediately made him excited.
"It's not a good idea to sleep on a rope every day. If I could sleep on this bed with them, tsk tsk tsk." Thinking of this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but giggle …
After leaving the residence, Song Qingshu didn't go to find Li Qingluo and Xiao Long Nu. Instead, he went to Jianshan Academy.
He knew that business was more important. Last night, Li Qingluo had analyzed the situation very clearly. He didn't need to go to Han Xingzhou. Whether it was for their friendship or for his Northern Expedition, he wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. Therefore, the most important thing now was to go to Jianshan Academy and stir up public opinion.
When he arrived at Jianshan Academy, Song Qingshu stated his purpose. Hearing that he wanted to see the Saintess, the scholars in the academy all looked at him unkindly.
Having lived two lives, how could Song Qingshu not know what was in their eyes? He couldn't help but laugh, thinking that the yellow-robed girl was quite popular.
"Go, go, go. The Saintess is focused on cultivation. How can you see her just because you want to?" A few scholars waved their hands.
Song Qingshu smiled lightly. "I am a friend of your Saintess. As long as you send a message, she will definitely see me." Although it was a big deal last night, the people present were either nobles or officials of the fourth rank or above. These scholars of the Academy did not recognize his identity. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Song Qingshu deliberately did not say anything.
"There are at least eight or ten people like you every day. Can you please change your excuse?" Those scholars sneered again and again. Because the yellow-robed girl was too beautiful and had a noble status, all of the nobles in the capital city flocked to her and often tried to get close to her, which annoyed the yellow-robed girl to no end. All the scholars in the academy regarded her as their dream lover and were naturally unhappy to see those nobles trying to please her. Therefore, everyone tacitly joined forces to keep those flies at the door.
They saw that Song Qingshu was handsome and elegant, and his clothes were very particular, so they thought that he was a young master of some family who had come to harass the girl in yellow. Naturally, they stopped him.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly. He did not know the reason and could only sigh that it was easy to meet the King of Hell, but difficult to deal with. However, he needed the help of Jianshan Academy, so he did not want to make things difficult for these people.
"Since you are not going to send a message, then I can only call her myself." Song Qingshu had just finished speaking when he took a deep breath and shouted towards the direction of the mountain gate.
"Ying Luo ~"
"Ying Luo?"
… …
Although his voice was not as majestic as the lion's roar, it was plain and clear to every corner of the academy.
All the scholars were shocked. Although they did not know martial arts, they had seen a lot of it. Jianshan Academy was divided into the inner and outer courtyards. The disciples of the outer courtyard were familiar with the books of the sages and took the path of the imperial examinations. The disciples of the inner courtyard were diligent in practicing martial arts and were the reserve strength of the officers in front of the palace. After interacting with the disciples of the inner courtyard, these scholars had trained their eyesight very well. Naturally, they knew that the person in front of them had a very high level of cultivation and was not someone they could stop.
Song Qingshu's voice caused a commotion in the entire academy. Very quickly, a group of people flew over. "Who is making such a ruckus here!"
Song Qingshu nodded his head inwardly. These people all had a very solid foundation in martial arts. It seemed that Jianshan Academy was indeed a place of hidden talents.
The group of inner disciples quickly turned their attention to Song Qingshu and surrounded him. The person in the lead angrily shouted, "What kind of sacred place is Jianshan Academy? Emperor Taizong personally wrote: 'Civil officials get off the sedan chair, military officials get off the horse.' You actually dare to break into the mountain gate. You really have some guts. Men, capture this madman for me and give him 30 strokes of the plank before handing him over to the Lin 'an Prefecture for punishment!"
"Hmph!" Song Qingshu snorted. The group of people instantly trembled and felt their blood boil. How could they take even half a step forward?
"Zhao Yingluo, if you still don't come out, don't blame me for being ruthless." Song Qingshu had always been a person with a good temper. However, as his cultivation and status increased, he naturally developed the arrogance of a superior. Previously, he had been made difficult by those scholars. Now, a group of people had come and fiercely wanted to beat him up. It was inevitable that he would be a little angry.
"How dare you! How dare you tarnish the name of the Holy Maiden?" Although they were intimidated by his martial arts, this was their headquarters after all. They did not know how many experts there were in the academy. In addition, they were all young and vigorous. How could they show any weakness?
"Enough!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the side. Everyone turned around and saw a slim and beautiful figure in a fluttering yellow dress standing not far away. Who else could it be but their Holy Maiden?
"He is my friend. You can all leave," the yellow-robed woman said calmly.
"Uh …" The group of people were extremely depressed and could only leave resentfully. Many of them fiercely glared back at Song Qingshu as they left.
"I didn't expect your charm to be so great. I really got shot even though I was lying down." Seeing that those people had left, Song Qingshu said gloomily.
"Who asked you to come to the entrance of the academy so early in the morning?" Thinking that everyone in the academy had heard it and that she had defended him just now, there would be all kinds of rumors in the academy. She blushed slightly and felt a little angry. "What do you want from me?"
"You hurt our relationship by saying that. We are friends. Can't I look for you for no reason?" Song Qingshu said exaggeratedly.
"You have been in Lin 'an for so long and I have never seen you look for me." The yellow-robed woman replied calmly. "If you don't say it, I will go back." With that, she turned and walked into the academy. Thinking of her strange behavior last night, her heart was in a mess. Now, she really did not know how to face this man.
"Hey ~" Song QingShu panicked and pulled her back. "You're really leaving?"
The yellow-robed woman looked into the distance guiltily. Seeing that many people in the academy were intentionally or unintentionally glancing at them, she couldn't help but be anxious. "Let go of me."
Song Qingshu just looked at her with a smile. Seeing that she was really a little annoyed, he just let go of his hand.
The yellow-robed woman rolled her eyes at him grumpily. "It's not convenient to talk here. Come with me." Then she turned around and left.
Song Qingshu followed behind her and looked provocatively at those people in the academy. Seeing those people gnashing their teeth, he was very happy in his heart. "This scene is like going to someone else's school and taking away their campus belle in front of everyone in my previous life."
Seeing the direction of the two people's departure, those people in the academy suddenly burst into an uproar. "Did the Holy Maiden take that man to her room?"
"How is it possible? For so many years, the Holy Maiden's room has never allowed men to go further."
"If you don't believe me, see for yourself!"
"That's right, that man just now seemed to call the Holy Maiden by her name. He seemed to call her quite intimately."
"It's over, my Holy Maiden!"
…
Hearing the faint wails in the wind, Song Qingshu only felt refreshed and his mind was clear.
"What are you laughing at?" The yellow-robed woman suddenly asked.
"Being with a beautiful and refined fairy like you, if I don't laugh, should I cry?" Song Qingshu looked at her with a burning gaze.
"Save those words for that Miss Long." The yellow-robed woman snorted, but the corner of her mouth slightly curled up.
The yellow-robed woman didn't say anything else. Not long after, the two arrived in front of a quiet courtyard. There were a few maids guarding the door. Seeing a man behind her, they couldn't help but be surprised. "Miss?"
"This gentleman is my friend. Bring the pot of tea from the small room over. Then, without my orders, no one is to disturb us." The yellow-robed woman very naturally ordered.
The maids all looked at each other. It had to be known that their miss never brought a man over. Also, the pot of tea she had just mentioned was real Longjing before the Rain. Moreover, it was picked from the eighteen imperial tea trees beside Longjing. There was a limited amount every year. After the Emperor and Empress Dowager had a portion, there wasn't much left. Many of the nobles in the capital coveted those tea leaves. The yellow-robed woman had obtained a little with great difficulty, but she couldn't bear to drink it.
The group of maids began to gossip, guessing at Song Qingshu's identity.
As soon as they entered the room, a thin and sweet fragrance assaulted them. Song Qingshu had a strange expression. In his previous life, there seemed to be some research done by a relevant organization. A woman's preference for perfume could often show how passionate she was about sex. Women who liked light fragrances tended to be cold. Women who liked rich and sweet fragrances tended to be …
Song Qingshu couldn't help but glance at the yellow-robed woman. He hadn't thought that under her icy cold exterior was a burning volcano. But thinking about it, it was understandable. Every time she appeared, a group of maids would play music and occasionally create flower petals. Deep down, she must be a person who was cold on the outside.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" The yellow-robed woman turned and happened to meet his gaze. She couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing," Song Qingshu knew that if he told the truth, the other's anger would not be a joke. He instinctively looked around the room. Seeing that the decorations were very elegant, he couldn't help but smile, "I wouldn't be the first man to enter your room, right?"
"Of course not," The yellow-robed woman rolled her eyes at him, "My master came."
She clearly didn't want to dwell on this topic and hurriedly changed the topic: "Okay, now that there's no one else to disturb us, you can tell me the purpose of your visit."
Song Qingshu sat face to face with her and then said: "The purpose of my visit is to ask for your help …" Then he repeated what Li Qingluo had said the night before. Of course, he didn't mention anything that shouldn't be mentioned.
After listening, the yellow-robed woman didn't say anything and only looked at him quietly.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but say gloomily: "Can't you say something? What do you mean?"
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