"Zhongyuan Dian Hong?" Hearing Liao Yingzhong's words, Song Qingshu's mind went blank. Could there be someone like Ximen Chuixue?
Soon, a man dressed in black walked in. His face was like that of a corpse, but what was more eye-catching were his eyes. These were a pair of eyes that were as cold as ice, as fierce as a wolf's, as ashen as the snow on a mountain peak, yet as firm as a snow-covered mountain peak.
"Young Master, almost all the masters of the Isle of Heroes were wiped out in the battle of Mount Wudang. He is an expert that I've found after much difficulty in Jianghu." Liao Yingzhong's tone was a little proud. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his martial arts. "Dian Hong, this is Second Master Bao. You will protect his safety for a while."
"I only know how to kill, I don't know how to protect." The black-clothed man's voice was strange and unique. It was cold, deep, hoarse, and short. It didn't seem like it came from a human's throat. Although his voice was low and hoarse, it had a kind of magical power that pierced one's heart, causing one to never forget a single word he said.
Liao Yingzhong held his breath, but he reacted quickly. "On the trip to Western Xia, kill all those who want to harm Young Master. Consider it as protecting him."
"Good!" There seemed to be a hint of excitement in the tone of Little Red of the Central Plains. His eyes flashed with a cruel, beast-like green light, as if the greatest hobby in his life was to kill, and the purpose of his existence was only to kill.
Song Qingshu looked at him with interest. "There will be many dangers on this trip to Western Xia. I don't know how good his swordsmanship is. Can he really protect me?"
Zhongyuan Dian Hong did not speak, as if answering such a question would be a disgrace to his identity.
Liao Yingzhong answered on his behalf, "Young Master, please rest assured. I've found someone to test him. Although his swordsmanship is not at the peak, it is more than enough to kill."
Worried that his strength would be doubted, Liao Yingzhong continued, "He is the most famous killer in the underground world."
Zhongyuan Dian Hong frowned. "It is not a good thing for a killer to be famous."
Only then did Liao Yingzhong explain, "I'm just giving an example. Only a few people in the circle know your name. The others who know the name of Red Dot in the Central Plains are all dead. So, although your swordsmanship is great, very few people in the Jianghu know about it."
Song Qingshu secretly nodded. No wonder he had never heard of this person before. It could only be said that the world was big and there were indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
However, he soon thought of a problem. He vaguely remembered that Little Red of the Central Plains was a top assassin trained by Xue Xiaoren. He could be considered his disciple. There were people from the Xue family and Xue Yi in this world, so it was likely that there were also people from Xue Xiao. In this way, was the Little Red of the Central Plains a member of the Jia family or a spy sent by the Xue family?
Noticing that Liao Yingzhong was excited to meet a top master, Song Qingshu did not speak out his doubts. Firstly, he could not explain how he knew the relationship between Little Red of the Central Plains and Xue Xiaoren. Secondly, there was no need to say it. Anyway, he was a fake, and it would be better for him to fish in troubled waters if the other party was a spy.
Seeing that the two had known each other, Liao Yingzhong waved his hand to dismiss Little Red of the Central Plains. Then, he continued to instruct Song Qingshu on the things he should pay attention to in Xixia. It could be said that he was very detailed and did not leave out any aspect.
In addition, he also mentioned that during the period when Jia Baoyu went to Xixia, he would stay in Lin 'an to gather the remaining forces of the Jia Mansion and the Isle of Heroes, deal with those traitors, and accumulate strength. He would wait for Jia Baoyu's return before launching a complete counterattack.
Looking at his serious expression, Song Qingshu secretly sighed with emotion. He was indeed a loyal subordinate, but it was a pity that he had his own master.
"I hope that Young Master can win the beauty on this trip." Liao Yingzhong smiled and cupped one hand in the other before leaving.
"Thank you for your blessings." Song Qingshu knew that the beauty he mentioned was not the Princess of Xixia, but Xue Baochai.
At this time, the other candidates of Xixia's betrothal contest were also receiving guidance from their elders in their respective homes.
In the Xue Mansion, Xue Ji looked at his excited son and could not help but frown. "Why are you so happy?"
"Isn't it worth being happy to be selected as a candidate of Xixia's betrothal contest?" Xue Pan was startled for a moment. Then, he beamed with joy and said, "I heard that the Princess of Xixia is as beautiful as a goddess. She is unparalleled."
Xue Ji's frown deepened. "What does it have to do with you?"
"Of course it has to do with me," Xue Pan said. "In terms of family background and talent, who can compare to me? Originally, Jia Baoyu was a formidable opponent, but his father died in Mount Wudang and his family declined. He is no longer a threat. "
"You are quite confident." Xue Ji was so angry that he laughed. However, what his son said was somewhat reasonable. In terms of family background, no one in the Great Song could compare to him. In terms of appearance, he could be considered a handsome man. However, in terms of talent … did he have it? Otherwise, he would not be called the Local Bully.
"This is also because of father's good intentions." Xue Pan smiled foolishly.
Seeing his son like this, Xue Ji was very angry. He thought that it was a pity that Baochai was a girl. Otherwise, he would not have to worry so much.
Suppressing his anger, Xue Ji said, "You can just take this trip to Xixia as a sightseeing trip. Just don't cause any trouble. Also, remember not to stay too far away from your sister. Otherwise, she will not be able to protect you if you are in danger."
Xue Pan could not help but say, "I am a dignified man. Why would I need my sister's protection?"
Xue Ji frowned. Originally, he wanted to tell his son not to marry the princess. With his power in the Song Dynasty, he did not need to rely on a princess of Xixia. He wanted his daughter-in-law to be a descendant of a famous family in the imperial court. Only in this way could they unite and help each other. As for his son being selected this time, he had no choice but to let his son go.
However, seeing his son's mischievous appearance, Xue Ji thought that even if he tried his best, the princess of Xixia would not fall for him. Why would he need to tell his son to marry her?
"Get out of here." After understanding all this, Xue Ji waved his hand impatiently and ordered his son to leave.
At this time, the Lv family was in a different situation. Lv Wenhuan looked at his son and nephew in front of him and said, "Shidao, Shisheng, you must try your best to win the favor of the princess of Xixia. The other candidates who will go with you this time are mostly playboys. How can they compare with you in terms of real ability and learning?"
Lv Shidao could not help but say, "Uncle, Xixia is a barbarian country after all. Why don't we set our sights on the noble ladies in the capital?"
These ideas were deeply rooted in the bones of every Song citizen. Of all the things in the world, scholars were the best. Naturally, they looked down on the barbarians around them.
Lv Wenhuan sighed and said, "Today is different from the past. If it were in the past, of course we would want you to marry the daughters of the nobles in the capital. But after the battle of Wudang Mountain, others may not know the truth, but do you think we don't? The imperial court didn't do anything to us for the time being just for stability. But after three or five years, when everything is stable, our Lv family will face a disaster. "
Lv Shidao and Lv Shisheng pursed their lips. They were both smart people and naturally understood the seriousness of the matter. When the emperor returned to the capital, he took them back with him. To put it nicely, it was to reward the Lv family, but in fact, they knew they had become hostages.
"We can't stay in the Southern Song Dynasty anymore, so we have to find another way out." Lv Wenhuan's face was gloomy. "Back then, the Qin family could go to Xixia and live a good life there. We can certainly follow their example."
Lv Shisheng said, "Now that Xixia is not as powerful as before, why don't we directly turn to the Mongolians?"
Lv Wenhuan looked at him approvingly and said, "Originally, I wanted to remind you, but I didn't expect you to think of it in advance. Yes, this time, you have to fight for the position of Xixia's son-in-law. Even if you fail, you have to take the opportunity to get close to the Mongolian prince. This time, the Mongolian prince will also participate in the marriage selection. You can't miss such a good opportunity. As long as you have a relationship with the Mongolians, you will be the hero of the whole family!"
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