Song Qingshu was silent for a while before finally speaking, "You're one of us now, there's no need to hide things from you anymore. In fact, before I rushed back to Liao, I was in Sichuan …"
Then, he briefly explained what happened in Sichuan, of course, omitting the part about his romantic relationship with Ruan Xingzhu.
Yelu Nanxian's eyes lit up as she listened, "Big Brother Song, I thought you were already very capable, but you're even more capable than I thought. Now, not only Liao, but Sichuan is also your territory."
Song Qingshu enjoyed the admiration in her eyes, but he didn't let it get to his head, "Right now, I can only say that I have some influence in Sichuan, but I'm still far from having complete control over it. It's the same for Liao."
"But you've done very well. Before, you were just a nobody, but in a short two to three years, you've built up such a large territory, and even controlled a real country, a country of Heavenly Province." Yelu Nanxian was full of praise, but noticing the strange look in his eyes, she suddenly realized something, "That's not all, right?"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "I do have some power under my command, but this is related to the safety of countless people, a little carelessness and many people will die without a burial place, so I can't tell you everything for now, I hope you understand."
Yelu Nanxian smiled faintly, "I'm not an unreasonable person, of course I know the consequences."
The two continued chatting for a while longer before Song Qingshu said his goodbyes, "I still have to go check on the Mu Family's situation, see if there's anything I need to deal with."
This matter was closely related to his marriage, so Yelu Nanxian naturally wouldn't ask him to stay. Song Qingshu left the embassy, heading to the Heavenly Prison first, he needed to ensure Lin Pingzhi's safety.
Some time ago, because of Li Qinglu's order, Lin Pingzhi was moved to a small courtyard in the Heavenly Prison. This kind of place was usually prepared for those with high status, but Lin Pingzhi was the one enjoying it.
Disguised as a jailer, he sneaked in and found that Lin Pingzhi's injuries were almost healed, his face was glowing, and he seemed to be fatter than before.
"I don't know what the Western Xia people are doing, they've been treating me with good food and drinks." Lin Pingzhi was also puzzled, recounting to Song Qingshu what happened during this period of time.
Song Qingshu quickly understood, "Looks like Li Yuanhao is going to act against the Empress soon."
"What do you mean?" Lin Pingzhi was confused.
Song QingShu explained, "Although the Mu Brothers were a threat to the imperial power, they were, after all, the meritorious ministers of the Xixia Empire. They had fought wars all over the country and made great contributions to the empire. This time, Li Yuanhao killed the Mu Brothers in a thunderous manner. Although he said that he was plotting a rebellion, many people in the empire didn't believe that the Mu Brothers, who were above tens of thousands of people, would seek refuge with the Song Dynasty. "Many people will accuse him of killing meritorious officials," Song Qingshu explained, "In order to prevent his reputation from being tarnished, he must find a reason to accuse him of treason. He will immediately depose the Empress, the Mu Brothers' younger sister, and then spread the rumor that the Mu Brothers knew in advance that their younger sister was deposed, so they held a grudge and planned to rebel. In this way, the Mu Brothers' seemingly ridiculous treason will have a reasonable explanation, and Li Yuanhao will have a legitimate reason to get rid of them. "
"As for you, Pingzhi …" Song Qingshu smiled, "Because you are the key to proving the Mu Brothers' treason, even if Li Yuanhao knows what happened, he will still publicly commend you for reporting the treason, and will treat you with courtesy."
Lin Pingzhi was speechless, "I was prepared to die on this trip, but I didn't expect there would be such a turn of events. The imperial court is really full of murderous intent, and the rain of blood and wind of foul wind. Compared to this, the conspiracies in Jianghu are not worth mentioning. "
Song Qingshu patted him on the shoulder, "Don't sigh about this, at least we are lucky this time. You stay here for a while, and Li Yuanhao will probably let you out."
Only then did Lin Pingzhi come back to his senses, but he did look at him with a face full of worship: "Brother Song, this time, everything was within your calculations, even Li Yuanhao's mentality after that you have already guessed 70-80%, even if Zhuge Wuhou was alive, he would only be like this."
Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "How can I be compared with Marquis Wuhou? I'm just standing on the shoulders of a giant." With thousands of years of historical experience, coupled with the fact that he was unprepared, the plan was a great success.
But no matter what, Lin Pingzhi's eyes were full of admiration. Recalling the look in his eyes, Song Qingshu couldn't help but think: If Emperor Ai of Han or Fu Jian were here and saw such a handsome young man who worshipped them, they would probably do something …
Feeling a chill in his heart, Song Qingshu hurriedly excused himself with the excuse that he couldn't stay here any longer.
After coming out of the prison, Song Qingshu decided to visit Mu Wanqing. The Mu Brothers were killed, and as the family members of the guilty officials, they were more or less implicated. Now that they were moved to Jietan Temple, he didn't know how they were doing.
Jietan Temple was located in the west of Lingzhou City. Unlike ordinary temples, it had always been backed by the Xixia royal family. Song Qingshu quickly found the place, and found that in addition to the monks, there were many guards around the temple.
After all, the relatives of the Mu Family were imprisoned here, so the security was naturally tighter.
However, the imperial palace and the prison were not a problem for Song Qingshu, let alone this kind of temple. Song Qingshu quietly sneaked in, and smoothly avoided the patrolling guards along the way. But soon, he was in a bit of a dilemma. Because it was a royal temple, Jietan Temple was much bigger than ordinary temples. There were many rooms, and where to find Mu Wanqing in the middle of the night became a problem.
After walking around the temple for half a day, Song Qingshu finally gave up the idea of searching blindly. He directly grabbed a young novice monk and asked, "Which room is Mu Wanqing in?"
"Great hero, please spare my life!"
The young novice monk hurriedly begged for mercy.
"Shut up and answer the question." Song Qingshu patted his bald head.
"I … I don't know who Mu Wanqing is?" The young novice monk was about to cry.
Only then did Song Qingshu realize that he was really confused, so he hurriedly corrected himself, "She is the young lady of the Mu Family."
The young novice monk still looked confused, "There are many young ladies in the Mu Family."
Only then did Song Qingshu remember that the Mu Family was a big family, and there should be dozens of young ladies in the Mu Family, if not hundreds. He had to add another condition, "The most beautiful one!" Mu Wanqing's appearance was one of the best among the many female protagonists in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. He did not believe that there was someone more beautiful than her in the remote Mu Family of Xixia, especially when he thought of the Mu Brothers. With such genes, it would be strange if they could give birth to a beautiful daughter.
Hearing him say so, the young novice monk's eyes suddenly lit up, and he described with delight, "I know this one. She is like a fairy descending to the earth. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life, but the only shortcoming is that she is a little too cold and has a bad temper."
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face, thinking that the young novice monk looked like a lecherous monk. He did not know how he usually did his homework.
"Yes, that's her. Where is she? Take me there." Although he was complaining in his heart, Song Qingshu still breathed a sigh of relief. Beautiful, cold, and had a bad temper. Wasn't this talking about Mu Wanqing? It should be known that she would only act like a soft girl in front of him, but in front of others, she was a witch who would kill people with poison arrows at the slightest provocation.
"Okay!" The young novice monk looked excited, making Song Qingshu wonder if he had planned to go there to peep at the beautiful woman.
He brought Song Qingshu all the way to a quiet and secluded courtyard at the back of the mountain, pointed to the room inside, and said excitedly, "She is in that room, but it seems that she has already fallen asleep. Do you want me to wake up that female benefactor? Uh … "
After knocking him out, Song Qingshu hid him in the bushes in the dark.
"He still wants to take the opportunity to peep at Sister Wan when she gets up. This lecherous monk is dreaming." Song Qingshu looked unhappy. If it were not for the fact that he was not the kind of person who regarded human life as worthless, he would have sent the young novice monk to the Western Paradise just now.
After avoiding the guards outside the courtyard, Song Qingshu quietly sneaked into the room. The candles in the room had long been extinguished. Obviously, the owner of the room had already fallen asleep.
Thinking of Mu Wanqing's recent coy attitude, Song Qingshu understood that if he wanted to make a breakthrough, he could only take the initiative. Therefore, he deliberately did not make a sound and quietly came to the bedside. Suddenly, he smelled a refreshing fragrance, causing him to involuntarily become restless.
"Sister Wan, Sister Wan?" Song Qingshu gently shook the shoulder of the beautiful woman beside him, intending to give her a surprise. Unexpectedly, the other party let out a soft moan, and then a soft and hot body directly pressed against him.
"Uh ~" Song Qingshu only felt a warm and fragrant jade in his arms. Happiness came so suddenly that he didn't know how to react for a moment. Should he first be reserved and pretend to be generous, or should he just go with the flow and give in halfway?
While he was hesitating, she had already wrapped herself around his body like a beautiful snake. Her entire body was soft and bouncy. Coupled with the heart-palpitating heat and refreshing fragrance, even an enlightened monk would not be able to resist.
"Little Sister Wan, today, you …" Song Qingshu quickly swallowed back his words because he realized that she must be forcefully suppressing the shyness in her heart by not saying anything on purpose. If he exposed all of this, she would most likely lose all benefits due to her shyness.
To be honest, Sister Wan usually had a slim and delicate figure, but he didn't expect her to have so much material under her clothes …
Eh, why are they so much fuller than usual?
After a while, Song Qingshu finally realized that something was wrong. An absurd thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly pushed away the woman who was pressing against him. With the help of the faint moonlight shining in through the window, he finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.
Her face was exceptionally beautiful, with a pink face and bright eyes, thin eyebrows and a wide forehead, moist red lips, and every part of her was incomparably seductive. She was indeed sixty to seventy percent similar to Mu Wanqing, so much so that he didn't recognize the difference at first glance.
But now that he looked carefully, he realized that they were merely similar, because she was none other than Asura Blade Qin Hongmian!
At this moment, Qin Hongmian's gown was half undone, and she was nestled in his arms. What a lively and alluring appearance. Song Qingshu was instantly scared out of his wits, and he pushed her away as if he was scalded by boiling water.
What kind of joke was this? This was different from Ruan Xingzhu and Ah Zi. Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing were genuine mother-daughter relationships … Eh, wait, that might not necessarily be the case …
However, Song Qingshu hurriedly came back to his senses. What nonsense was he thinking about!
Although he didn't think of himself as a gentleman, he was definitely not a filthy person without a bottom line. How could he endure such a scene?
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