"A grand plan?" Song Qingshu thought about the mysteriousness of the Xiaoyao Sect. The more he thought about it, the more shocked he was.
Tang Saier continued, "Pan Lang had three disciples in his life. The eldest disciple was at the Misty Peak of Heaven Mountain. He secretly made arrangements in Jianghu and controlled the power of the 72 caves on the 36 islands."
Song Qingshu and Li Qingluo looked at each other and immediately understood that the eldest disciple she mentioned was Heaven Mountain Tonglao.
"The second disciple was placed in the Central Plains. He recruited disciples and waited for the Central Plains to change." Tang Saier looked at Li Qingluo thoughtfully.
"Humph, that heartless man." Li Qingluo snorted. She obviously had a lot of resentment towards that person.
Song Qingshu's expression was strange. He knew that the second disciple was Wu Ya Zi. He couldn't help but say, "Between him and your mother, it's hard to say who's wrong."
With Li Qiushui's fickle personality, Wu Ya Zi's head was not just green, but green like a grassland.
Li Qingluo held her breath. She obviously knew what he was implying. She couldn't help but say, "That man had a change of heart first. If he didn't fall in love with someone else, my mother wouldn't have become like that. I wouldn't have to wander around in Jianghu. "
"Who can say for sure about feelings?" Song Qingshu seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but sigh.
Li Qingluo laughed coldly and said, "That's just the excuse you men use. That heartless man could have liked anyone, but he just had to like …" She suddenly realized something and couldn't help but glance at Xiao Longnu beside her. She swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth and said, "He just had to like an underage girl. What a pervert, disgusting …"
"Uh …" Song Qingshu actually wanted to say that he didn't discriminate against all kinds of fetishes. Everyone had their own preferences. But seeing Li Qingluo's cold expression, he wisely didn't say what he really thought. "Look at your little cousin. I can roughly guess why he fell so deeply in love with her."
Li Qingluo looked at the elegant and refined Xiao Longnu beside her. She had to admit that what he said was very reasonable. Back then, her aunt was also this peerless in her generation. If she was a man, it would be very difficult for her to resist her charm.
Xiao Long Nu was confused by the two's gazes and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me?"
"It's nothing." Song Qingshu smiled. He couldn't tell her that her uncle had fallen in love with her mother.
"Hmph, in terms of beauty, figure, and temperament, how is my mother inferior? At the end of the day, you men are just too hateful. You like the new and dislike the old. " Over the years, Li Qingluo had captured quite a number of heartless men in the world of wanderers and brought them to Mantuo Villa to be fertilizer for her flowers. On the surface, she had become a resentful woman after being abandoned by Duan Zhengchun, but in truth, what happened to her parents in the past had become a knot in her heart that she could not get over.
"Clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as old. Don't judge a man to death." Song Qingshu coughed twice and couldn't help but defend himself.
When Tang Saier saw that the two of them seemed like they were about to get into an argument, she rolled her eyes. She did not have the time for this right now, so she quickly raised her voice and pulled the two's attention back. "Pan Lang's third disciple was sent to the northwest to help the Dangxiang people build their own country. He became a great threat to the Song Kingdom."
Song Qingshu cast a surprised glance at Li Qingluo. 'Your mother is really a powerful person. Not only is she skilled in martial arts, but she also has brilliant methods. She even helped the Dangxiang people build their own country. It's no wonder that after she parted ways with Wu Yazi, a married woman could still become the Xixia's imperial concubine.'
"In the end, Pan Lang also gave his son a secret mission. According to rumors, he snuck into a great martial arts sect in the Central Plains. Unfortunately, there was no news of him after that, and no one knew where his son was." Tang Saier frowned slightly. It was obvious that this problem had been bothering her. "Pan Lang's arrangements made his disciples split up in the north and south of the country, and faintly formed a pincer attack on the Song Kingdom. Not long after that, he died. Before he died, he told his disciples that once an opportunity appeared in the Central Plains, they would join forces to overthrow the Song Kingdom and restore the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"But he never expected," Tang Saier couldn't help glaring at Li Qingluo fiercely, "not long after his death, those disciples that he was proud of became jealous of each other and formed a deadly feud!"
Song Qingshu had already guessed the ending when she was halfway through her story. Although they failed in the end, Pan Lang's arrangements amazed him. He was really a genius. It was a pity that he had entrusted the wrong person. Otherwise, those disciples of the Song Kingdom could not seize any of the countless opportunities that had appeared in the past few decades to court death.
Sometimes, one had to sigh at how fate played tricks on people. Pan Lang and Lu Duoxun were so talented, but it was a pity that they met Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Pu, the two equally powerful old foxes, when the Song Kingdom was prospering. They waited for the Song Kingdom's luck to begin to decline, but their descendants did not live up to expectations and wasted all kinds of great opportunities. If the two of them knew this in the afterlife, they would be angry to death.
Li Qingluo snorted coldly. After all, her mother was one of the three disciples. She changed the topic and said, "As a true disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, I don't even know about this. How do you know so clearly?"
Song Qingshu also looked at Tang Saier curiously. At first, he also thought that she was a subordinate of Tianshan Tonglao. But since Li Qingluo, as Li Qiushui's biological daughter, did not know about these things, presumably Tianshan Tonglao's people might not know.
Tang Saier paused and looked at the two with a complicated expression. "Can I trust you?"
Song Qingshu asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
"Our identities are too important. If you leak what I said today, I'm afraid Wei Ruolan and I will be doomed eternally," Tang Saier said.
Song Qingshu did not promise her anything. He only said indifferently, "Now that things have come to this, you have no other choice."
"That's true." Tang Saier laughed self-deprecatingly. "Between the two of you, one is the White Lotus Society's Holy Mother, and the other is a separatist warlord. I'm sure you won't betray me to the Song court."
As if saying this to give herself enough confidence, Tang Saier took a deep breath and finally made up her mind. "Didn't I just mention that there were two princes back then? You already know about Pan Lang, so let me talk about Lu Duoxun."
"After Lu Duoxun was sent to Yazhou, he focused all his attention on teaching his children martial arts and military strategies … After all, he was born into the royal family. At that time, when the Great Zhou Dynasty had already unified the world, the inner palace had collected many secret martial arts manuals. After the Chenqiaoyi Mutiny, some subordinates loyal to the Chai family secretly stole the secret martial arts manuals and military books from the imperial palace. This was the source of Pan Lang and Lu Duoxun's martial arts."
"Pan Lang founded the Carefree Sect, while Lu Duoxun passed on his martial arts to his descendants. In order to avoid persecution from the Zhao and Song Dynasties, his descendants did not dare to restore their surname of Chai. They did not even dare to keep their surname of Lu. They all changed their surnames, and all their children changed their surnames to Fu. This was the surname of Emperor Ruiwu and Empress Fu to warn their descendants not to forget the ancestral teachings."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He could not help but say, "Your real name is Fu Minyi. So you're a princess. My apologies."
Tang Saier sighed faintly. "I'm just a slave from a conquered country. How can I be called a princess?"
After listening to this, the murderous aura that Li Qingluo had accumulated had long disappeared. "That Wei Ruolan is also …"
"That's right." Tang Saier nodded. "His real name is Fu Ruolan, and he's my younger brother. Our bloodline has withered, and now, only the two of us are left. If anything happens to him, everyone's efforts over the past hundred years will be in vain. So, I beg you, you must let him go."
As she spoke, she knelt down in front of Song Qingshu and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
"Uh …" Song Qingshu did not express his opinion. His mind was racing, and he began to consider the pros and cons of this. Previously, he spared Wei Ruolan's life in the Beggar Sect because he fancied his identity as the Zhuangyuan scholar. He thought that he might be able to do something in the imperial court in the future. However, he did not expect that Wei Ruolan was a descendant of the royal family. Unlike Murong Fu, who was a member of the royal family from eight lifetimes ago, Wei Ruolan was a legitimate member of the royal family from the previous dynasty. Now, many people in the Great Song Dynasty sympathized with the Chai family. Coupled with the humiliation of Jingkang, many people in the Southern Song Dynasty had begun to have ideas …
"A rare commodity worth hoarding!" Song Qingshu thought of Lu Buwei. However, he did not dare to be careless. Although the national policy of the Song Dynasty had always been weak against external enemies, it was extremely strong in suppressing internal enemies. If Wei Ruolan's identity was exposed, it was very likely that he would get into trouble and would have to face the thunderous attack of the Southern Song Dynasty.
While Song Qingshu was weighing the pros and cons, Li Qingluo's attitude made a 180-degree change. Previously, she thought that Tang Saier was a spy sent by the Heavenly Mountain Maiden, which was why she wanted to kill her. Now that she knew that she was not, the feelings of a teacher and a disciple of the past gradually surged up in her heart.
Moreover, when she thought of the brother and sister's unswerving determination to complete the ancestors' last wish, she thought of how she had to endure all these years in order to avenge her aunt. Li Qingluo could not help but empathize with her. She touched her hair with pity and turned to Song Qingshu and said, "The one with the surname Song, there is no fundamental hatred between the two of you. Moreover, to a certain extent, your interests are still the same. Why don't you let the brother and sister go?"
"Thank you, Master!" Tang Saier did not expect that Li Qingluo would actually plead for her. She could not help but look at her gratefully. Then she stared at Song Qingshu anxiously, afraid that he would say no. "As long as you let my brother go, I am willing to agree to any condition."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly. "Well, then give me your most precious thing."
"Shameless!" Li Qingluo's phoenix eyes were filled with anger. She glared at him, but unfortunately, he did not seem to see her expression.
Xiao Long Nu, who was at the side, also frowned slightly. However, she had always been cold and did not say anything in the end.
Tang Saier's pretty face was as red as rouge. She bit her lips and said awkwardly, "Here?" She shouldered the mission of her ancestors, not to mention that Wei Ruolan was the only male in the Chai Clan. If anything were to happen to her, the Chai Clan's lineage would be cut off. Compared to this, her personal honor and disgrace were nothing.
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