Song Qingshu was shocked. "Hey, didn't they say that the Lu brothers had surrendered?"
Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "I don't know the details. You should go and have a look."
Song Qingshu nodded. After bidding farewell to Zhang Sanfeng, he ran out. Not long after, he just happened to bump into Wang Ziteng. Hastily, he asked, "What exactly happened?"
Wang Ziteng was also anxious at this time. He answered, "According to the report of the spies, it seems that the Lu brothers arrived at the foot of the mountain. The soldiers guarding the mountain asked them to come up by themselves, but they didn't want to. They wanted to bring their troops up. Of course, my people didn't want to, so they started a fight. They said that there were ghosts on the mountain, and they wanted to go up the mountain to rescue the king."
Song Qingshu finally understood the whole story. All the generals who came to rescue the king had brought their troops up the mountain. If they were all allowed to bring their troops up the mountain, WuTang Mountain couldn't accommodate so many people. Even if it could, they wouldn't dare to let all of them up the mountain. After all, Wang Ziteng had limited troops. He could still rely on the mountain to defend himself. If he let other troops come up the mountain and there were a few ambitious people among them, how could he control the situation?
As for the Lu brothers' reaction, it was understandable. They had failed to rebel this time, and they heard that the imperial court had decided that Jia Shidao had died to protect the king. They were already skeptical about it. Now that they were not allowed to bring their troops up the mountain, their first reaction would be to suspect that the imperial court had lied to them and wanted to deceive them up the mountain to execute them.
"What should we do now?" Wang Ziteng paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan. "The generals from all over the Jing Lake have also brought their troops here. After the Lu brothers made such a scene, they are all suspicious and want to bring their troops up the mountain. If it doesn't work, let them all bring their troops up the mountain. That way, they can keep each other in check."
"No." Song QingShu shook his head. "Human nature has always been insatiable. Now that the Emperor is here, these people should not have brought troops up the mountain. If we agree to their unreasonable demands, they will be insatiable. They might feel that our side is weak and can be bullied. It is hard to guarantee that they will not make even more outrageous demands. So, we must suppress their arrogance from the beginning."
Of course, there was another reason that he did not mention. Mount Wudang was the territory of the Wudang Clan. It had always been a quiet and secluded place. The buildings, flowers, and trees were all very particular. The previous battle had already caused many places to be in a mess. If tens of thousands of soldiers were to arrive, the entire Mount Wudang would be thrown into a foul atmosphere.
In The Smiling, The Proud Wanderer, Linghu Chong almost destroyed the Shaolin Temple with thousands of soldiers. If these tens of thousands of troops came, the WuTang Clan would have to change the place.
Wang Ziteng frowned. Wang. Wang. Teng. Wang. Teng. Teng. "Teng. Teng.
Leave this matter to me. " Song Qingshu finished speaking and turned to leave. He originally wanted to go down the mountain, but he suddenly changed his mind and went to Huang Rong's room.
"Rong 'er, Rong' er?" Song Qingshu knocked on the door.
After a long time, a slightly angry voice came from the room. "I hope that the Prince of Qi will conduct himself with dignity." Aside from her father and several seniors, only her husband would call her so intimately. The other party was younger than her by a few years. How could she not be angry?
Song Qingshu laughed. "How can I not conduct myself when I call you by your name? Are you not called Rong 'er?"
The room quickly fell silent. Song Qingshu smiled and continued. "Don't worry, Rong 'er. There are no outsiders here. No one will hear me call you."
Huang Rong was clearly annoyed by his scoundrel. After a long time, she said in a bad mood, "I want to rest now. If there is nothing else, I ask the Prince of Qi to come with me."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "There really is something I need to talk to you about …" He then told her about the Lu brothers' disturbance at the foot of the mountain.
"This is a bit troublesome. If we are not careful, all our previous efforts will be wasted." Huang Rong muttered. "Wait a moment …" Soon after, the sound of clothes being put on could be heard.
Soon, the door opened from the inside, and Huang Rong walked out. It was obvious that she had just gotten out of bed. Her hair was casually tied into a bun at the back, and her clothes were hastily put on. Even so, her body faintly exuded a hint of languid charm, which was very different from the usual feeling, giving off a different feeling.
Seeing him staring at her, Huang Rong blushed. "Why are you staring at me?"
As soon as she said it, she regretted it. As expected, Song QingShu replied, "Because you're good-looking."
Huang Rong turned her face away, not wanting to continue the conversation.
"I will go down the mountain and talk to the Lu brothers."
Song Qingshu grabbed her arm and shook his head. "Right now, the Lu brothers are like a nocked arrow on a bowstring. Even if you go down to persuade them, it will be useless."
Huang Rong somewhat shyly shook off his arm. "Then why did you call me?"
Song Qingshu inwardly praised the softness of his fingers. "Of course, it will be useless to persuade them directly. However, I will first give them a big stick. Then, you will appear to mediate."
Huang Rong somewhat worriedly said, "They have tens of thousands of troops under their command …"
Song Qingshu indifferently said, "It is not like I have never taken the head of a general from an army of tens of thousands."
Huang Rong gave him a deep look. Although this man was greedy and lecherous, his martial arts were truly unimaginable. Suddenly thinking of his injuries, she somewhat worriedly said, "But you are injured. I am afraid this time …"
Song Qingshu smiled. "Rest assured. After last night's treatment, I have already recovered about seventy to eighty percent."
"You have recovered so quickly?" Huang Rong was startled. "I don't know if it is possible to teach my father the healing method. He is so seriously injured that I am afraid he will not be able to recover within half a year."
Song Qingshu's expression was strange. "This healing method … I am afraid it is not suitable for him." What kind of joke was this? Asking Huang Yaoshi, who was as deep as the sea, to learn the Dual Cultivation method? How could such a proud person like him learn it? Moreover, if he knew about this' crooked 'method, he would not allow Huang Rong to get close to him in the future.
Seeing his strange expression, Huang Rong's heart suddenly jumped. She vaguely guessed what was going on and her face became somewhat hot.
"Come down the mountain with me." Song Qingshu did not dare to delay any longer. If the Lu brothers really started to attack the mountain, it would be a bit troublesome.
Huang Rong blushed and subconsciously took a step back. "I can walk by myself."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "I am not trying to take advantage of you. There is still some distance from here to the foot of the mountain. I am afraid you will not be able to make it in time."
Huang Rong gently bit her lip. She knew that what he said was somewhat reasonable. After a long time, she finally said, "Take me with you for a while and put me down after a while." There were so many people on Mount Wudang. She did not want others to see the two of them touching each other. When it was linked to Song Qingshu's reputation, there would be no lack of gossip.
"Okay." Song Qingshu finished speaking. He went over to hold her arm and used his Qinggong to rush down the mountain.
Seeing that he did not take the opportunity to put his arm around her waist, Huang Rong secretly let out a sigh of relief. Although they were separated by clothes, she could still feel the heat from his hand on her arm. She felt somewhat uncomfortable and hurriedly changed the topic. "Right, I have a question that I have always wanted to ask you. Do you know … know the whereabouts of Brother Jing? There are rumors that he died in Suzhou, but I do not believe it. "
Song Qingshu nodded. "Don't worry. Hero Guo is not dead. You should thank me. I was the one who saved him from the battlefield."
"You saved him?" Huang Rong's gem-like eyes widened. Her gaze was filled with disbelief.
Song Qingshu was speechless. "What? I have saved you and your wife so many times. Do I need to do it again?"
"Thank you," Huang Rong said softly.
"Ah, I actually regretted it after the incident. If I had just stood by and let him die on the battlefield, there would have been no obstacles between us." Song Qingshu said somewhat exaggeratedly.
Huang Rong's lips curled into a slight smile. "No, you wouldn't have. You are actually a gentleman …" She suddenly could not continue because she thought of the things that he had done to her. No matter how she looked at it, it did not have anything to do with being a gentleman.
She subconsciously turned her head to look at him and found that he was coincidentally looking at her. It was obvious that the two of them were thinking the same thing.
"Put me down …" Huang Rong's face turned red as she said hurriedly.
There was a vague figure in front of them. Song Qingshu took the opportunity to let go of her and smiled embarrassedly. "I'll go down first. You can come back later."
Looking at his disappearing figure, Huang Rong's mood suddenly became light. She did not know if it was because of the news that Brother Jing was safe or something else …
At this time, at the foot of Mount Wudang, the Lu brothers were inciting other generals who had come to rescue the Emperor. "We don't know the situation on the mountain now, but we are only allowed to bring a small number of followers up the mountain. What if Prince Yi controls the situation and deceives us to go up the mountain with a fake imperial edict to catch us all in one fell swoop?"
"We don't have soldiers in our hands. Won't we be at the mercy of others?"
"Yes, it's a small matter if we die.
If the Guan family falls into the claws of Prince Yi because of this, it will be a big matter. "
"If that happens, we will let down the country and the people of the world."
…
Lu Wende and Lu Wenhuan echoed each other. Some of their trusted generals also echoed casually, causing a commotion in the hearts of the people.
Although some of the generals who came from other places had always been at odds with the Lu brothers, they had to admit that what they said was somewhat reasonable. They all looked suspiciously in the direction of the mountain. The mountain was surrounded by clouds and mist, as if there were countless hidden traps waiting for everyone. No one dared to go up the mountain.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "What's that?"
A group of people looked in the direction he pointed and vaguely saw a figure in the clouds.
"Is it a god?" Someone murmured to himself.
"How is it possible!" Another person immediately refuted.
"Official — Family — sent — this — Prince — down — the — mountain to — respectfully — welcome — all — Your — Highness." A deep and mellow voice sounded in everyone's ears. It should be known that there were tens of thousands of troops and horses gathered at the foot of the mountain. The people's voices and horses' neighs were noisy, but the other party's calm voice could be clearly heard by everyone. This skill shocked many experts.
A figure seemed to have descended from the Ninth Cloud Palace, stepping on the clouds and mist step by step, as if there was an invisible ladder in the air, and he just walked down in such a carefree and unrestrained manner!
"How … how is this possible?"
"It seems to be King Qi?"
"I heard that King Qi went up to the sky to pray for rain in the palace, and I thought it was an exaggeration. Now that I see it with my own eyes, I know that I am a frog at the bottom of a well."
Seeing the shocked and admiring eyes of the people on the ground, Song Qingshu only felt that his vanity had been greatly satisfied. He thought that the Lightness Skill in Taixuan Sutra, which could ignore gravity, was really a great tool to show off. It was a pity that he didn't bring a tape recorder when he traveled here. Otherwise, it would be even more amazing with the exclusive BGM of Brother Fa or Qiao Feng.
"Greetings, King Qi!" The Lv brothers were the first to recover from the shock. Because of Jia Shidao, they had always regarded Song Qingshu as a potential enemy.
Song Qingshu looked at the two of them and remembered that when he first traveled to this world, he had been to Jiangling. At that time, people like the Lv brothers were like immortals to him, and even Huang Rong had to please them. He didn't expect that the tables had turned, and things were really unpredictable now. "I heard that the two generals are making trouble here?"
Seeing that he had put such a label on them, the Lv brothers were angry again. They replied, "May I ask, is the situation on the mountain really as the message said? Has King Yi been killed?"
Song Qingshu replied, "Of course. You are all people who have received the imperial edict. Can't you tell whether the edict is real or fake?"
Lu Wende cupped his hands in obeisance and said, "We naturally recognize the authenticity of the imperial edict. But what if Prince Yi controls the officials and passes a fake imperial edict?" The other generals nodded in agreement. This was indeed their concern all along.
"Now I am standing here safely. Is it not enough to explain everything?" Song Qingshu said calmly, "Does General Lv suspect that I colluded with King Yi to deceive you?"
Lv Wende replied, "I dare not. It's just that it's related to the safety of the officials and the country of the Song Dynasty. We have to be careful. Otherwise, if some ambitious people set up a trap on the mountain, it's not a big deal if we die, but if we can't get rid of the emperor's side, it will cause chaos in the country and the people will become homeless."
Song QingShu couldn't help but admire these people. They were clearly fighting for their own interests, but every time they opened their mouths, they would talk about the country and the common people. This kind of ability to use righteousness to fulfill their own selfish desires, he really had to learn.
"So, King Qi, please allow us to lead the troops up the mountain. If we see that the officials are safe, we will personally apologize to King Qi," Lv Wende continued.
Song Qingshu curled his lips. In the world of adults, people often went back on their words, not to mention those who were engaged in politics. After they led the troops up the mountain and took over everything, who would dare to fulfill what he had said before?
"In the end, General Lv is just worried that we will trick you into separating from the main troops and then take the opportunity to catch you, right?" Song Qingshu said calmly.
Lv Wende smiled and did not answer, but the answer was self-evident.
Song Qingshu suddenly sighed, "If they really want to catch you, what's the difference if you are not separated from the main troops?"
Lv Wende's face changed instantly. He hurriedly retreated and at the same time ordered his soldiers to protect the emperor.
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