Song Qingshu knew very well what kind of people in the Flowery Sect were. To put it nicely, they were romantic and elegant, but to put it bluntly, they were like rapists. Hou Xibai was the only one who followed the rules. The rest of the people in the Flowery Sect were the most shameless people in the martial arts world.
He didn't know if there was a Hou Xibai in the history of the Flower Room in this world, but the appearance of Nian Liandan and the others meant that most of the other grandmasters written by Master Huang were here as well. In fact, this made sense. The Golden Books were often written from the perspective of the Southern Song Dynasty, so most of the grandmasters who appeared were from the Southern Song Dynasty. However, this created a paradox. If the Southern Song Dynasty had so many peerless martial arts masters, why didn't they send them to assassinate Temujin?
However, the Mongolians were able to conquer most of Eurasia and had many talented subordinates. They couldn't have fewer masters than the Southern Song. According to the Golden Books, both the Ruyang Mansion and Khubilai had a lot of masters under their command. As the Mongolian Khan, he should have more masters under his command.
Indeed, Eagle Shooter Temujin didn't have many masters under his command, but at that time, the Mongolians were still in the start-up phase. Now that they had conquered countless countries, who knew how many masters they had under their command?
The Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains had many masters, and all the sects in the world had sent their congratulations to the Mongolians. The Pope of Europe, the sects in the Middle East, the Tibetan Tantra, the Zen of the Central Plains, and the Quanzhen Sect all showed how many masters he had under his command.
Would there be a lot of masters who could break through the void?
Thinking about the inhuman settings written by Master Huang, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a headache. At the same time, he admired Honored Ming for being able to rely on those second-rate masters from the Ming Dynasty to stall the Mongolians for so many years. He was truly a genius among geniuses. It was a wise decision to let him live.
"We'll go with you!" Yelu Nanxian and Li Qinglu said hurriedly.
Song Qingshu's first reaction was to refuse. It was much more convenient for him to move alone. However, on second thought, he had just arrived at the Spiritual State and didn't know what was going on here. If he just rushed into the palace like this, it would be easy for him to make the wrong judgment.
So, he nodded and said, "Okay, you guys come with me. Qinglu, settle your subordinates in the city first. We'll summon them when we need them."
"Okay!" Li Qinglu nodded. The people from Class One Hall were originally intelligence agents, and hiding their identities was something that was common to them.
After quickly making arrangements for his subordinates, Song Qingshu led the two ladies to the imperial palace of Lingzhou City. Along the way, he asked the two ladies about what had happened recently, and they answered one question after another, and he finally got the gist of it.
At first, everything was under Li Liangzuo's control. He focused on hunting down the remnants of the old Concubine and purging the Crown Prince's former subordinates to consolidate his own power, causing some people in Lingzhou City to panic. However, a few days ago, news came from the royal palace that Qin Xi had plotted against the new emperor. The new emperor was severely wounded, and the royal palace was sealed. Officials from outside the royal palace could not enter the royal palace to see the new emperor. Then, the entire Lingzhou was sealed, and people could only enter but not leave.
Only then did everyone know that something had happened. Because during this period of time, Helian Tieshu had been the one in charge, wantonly encircling and suppressing the Qin Clan's people. Everyone guessed that he was the one who had initiated the coup and imprisoned the new emperor.
"Didn't they say that Li Langzuo was killed?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.
Yelu Nanxian shook her head. "Right now, there is no evidence to prove that he is dead. It's just that many people are guessing that he has been killed."
Song Qingshu then asked, "What is the attitude of the various forces in Lingzhou City now?" Although Helian Tieshu was the Great General, he could not control all the forces in Lingzhou City.
Yelu Nanxian explained, "The Qin Clan was originally Li Langzuo's loyal subjects, but they were accused of treason. In fact, many people were suspicious. However, the Qin Clan used to be in-laws with the Mu Clan, so they also had the motive to rebel. So, everyone just sat and watched the situation unfold. The Qin Clan was either dead or captured. In the future, the Qin Clan's name will most likely be removed from Xixia."
Song Qingshu hurriedly asked, "What about Qin Hongmian? Uh, little sister Wan's mother? " Qin Hui had committed too many sins in the past. Now that his clan was gone, he could only blame himself. However, he had a friendship with Qin Hongmian, so he naturally did not want to see her perish.
Yelu Nanxian answered, "Auntie Qin has been living in the Jietan Temple. She was not with the Qin Clan, so she managed to escape. However, just now, she was captured by Helian Tieshu's subordinates along with Wan Qing."
Li Qinglu quietly poked Song Qingshu's waist and whispered, "Meng Lang, if you are interested in the Princess of Tiandu, when the situation here is settled, I will secretly send someone to bring her here. After all, she is just the wife of a sinner, so it's not a big deal. Just remember not to let Miss Mu know. I think she would be too embarrassed to say anything after this, let alone tell her daughter."
She was taught by Li Qiushui, so naturally, she had inherited Li Qiushui's evil aura. On top of that, the Xixia side's words were also a bit presumptuous, which made Wuji afraid.
Song Qingshu hurriedly scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? I just don't want little sister Wan to be sad, that's why I'm concerned about her mother's safety."
Li Qinglu curled her lips, "Hypocrite, your words don't match your heart …"
"What hypocrite?" On the other side, Yelu Nanxian couldn't help but ask.
Song Qingshu blushed, "Nothing. Oh right, what about Li Liangzuo's direct subordinates? Did they not react to this?"
Yelu Nanxian answered, "When the Qin Clan was purged, Gao Huaichang and Mao Weizheng were immediately captured. By the time the others reacted, it was already too late. Right now, Li Liangzuo's subordinates are waiting to see how the situation turns out. If the situation is really settled in the end, I think they can only rely on Helian Tieshu. After all, everyone has their own families, and no one wants to work for a master who is already dead."
Li Qinglu continued, "A portion of the First Class Hall has already listened to Helian Tieshu's command. With great difficulty, I managed to gather a portion of the old concubine's trusted aides, but most of them are still watching."
Song Qingshu nodded, "This is indeed human nature. They are still watching because your grandmother's influence was too great in the past. They are worried that she will make a comeback. If they know that your grandmother is no longer a threat, I'm afraid they will immediately pledge allegiance to Helian Tieshu."
"There are also those from the Mu Clan. Back then, the Mu brothers controlled half of the Western Xia's military power. They still have a lot of trusted aides under their command. This time, Helian Tieshu is in such a hurry to capture Miss Mu. I'm sure he wants to use her identity to make those people from the Mu Clan surrender." Li Qinglu said.
Listening to the two women's explanation of the situation in Lingzhou City, Song Qingshu slowly formed a plan in his mind. However, all of this was built upon entering the palace and rescuing Mu Wanqing first.
"We need to hurry up." Jiedan Temple was located in the outskirts of Lingzhou City. There was still some distance from the palace. Song Qingshu held the two women's hands and sped up towards the temple.
At this time, in the palace, a man dressed in luxurious clothing stood in the Emperor's bedroom. He had a high nose and deep eyes. He was definitely not someone from the Central Plains. However, his long robe fluttered in the wind and he wore a scholarly crown on his head. His bearing was extraordinary and his face was quite handsome. However, his eyes flickered, showing that he was a crafty and fickle person.
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