"Really?" Zhu Xiaoyi was suspicious. This was clearly not the smell of wine... but seeing that he did not say anything, she did not intend to get to the bottom of it, "Yesterday, Hong Li entertained gongzi in the mansion, did gongzi see Qing Qing?"
Song Qingshu was about to get out of bed and was about to lift the quilt when he suddenly realized that Zhu Xiaoyi was facing him. He hurriedly gestured awkwardly. Zhu Xiaoyi blushed and turned her back.
"Sure enough, a naive and pure little girl. Although her martial arts is high, she still lacks Jianghu experience. If I have bad intentions and take this opportunity to attack you, you will not be able to escape." Song Qingshu stared at her back and could not help but think as he put on his clothes.
"Are you done?" Zhu Xiaoyi only heard a rustling sound behind her. Thinking that a strange man was changing clothes, she felt very uncomfortable and asked after a while.
"Yes, yes, princess, turn around." After fighting all night last night, Song Qingshu had released all his energy. At this time, he really had no interest in flirting with the girl in front of him. Soon, he put on his clothes neatly without any delay.
"I saw her yesterday." Song Qingshu sighed, "Unfortunately, she only wants to be her Fujin." There was still a trace of anger in his tone.
"How is that possible?" Zhu Xiaoyi shook her head subconsciously, "I know Qing Qing's feelings for Brother Yuan the best. She must have a reason for doing this."
Song Qingshu was annoyed and raised his head to ask: "When did the ninth princess arrive in Shengjing?"
"Two days earlier than you. Previously, I also tried to explore the Bao Prince's mansion at night. Originally, I was quite proud of my lightness skill and thought that it was a piece of cake. I did not expect the mansion to be so heavily guarded. There was not a single gap, so I could only return empty-handed." Zhu Xiaoyi said gloomily.
"Hong Li, that old pervert, has some skills. Although Fu Kangan is not a good person, his fighting ability is really good. He planned the mansion like a military camp and built it like an iron bucket. Naturally, Jianghu people can only look at it and sigh." Looking at Zhu Xiaoyi's occasional arrogant expression, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that he was also in the same predicament. It seemed that he was not the only one who suffered.
"The Manchurian Qing Tatars are full of talented people, it is really not our generation's good fortune." Zhu Ao frowned. She remembered that there were a few famous generals under her father's command, such as … Brother Yuan's father, but … Alas!
Hearing her sudden faint sigh, Song Qingshu consoled her, "Princess need not worry. On the surface, the Manchurian Qing is indeed full of talented people, but in fact, there are already undercurrents moving in the dark, great chaos is imminent."
"Why do you say so?" Zhu Ao looked at him expectantly.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Song Qingshu's face. "I hope that Princess will not reveal what we have said today to Zhang Wuji."
Zhu Mang was stunned for a moment before she smiled sweetly and said, "I almost forgot that you two don't get along. Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you."
"What if he uses his identity as the Cult Master to force you to say it?" Song Qingshu still didn't believe it and continued to ask.
Zhu Ao smiled lightly and said, "Although I promised Zhang Jiaozhu to be the Saintess of the Ming Dynasty, I have no subordinate relationship with him. He wants my identity as the princess of the previous dynasty, and I want his power in the Ming Dynasty? We each take what we need, it is just a cooperative relationship. "
"But I heard that the Ming Dynasty's rules require the Saintess to remain unmarried for life. Princess, why do you want to be in such a position where you can understand human nature?" Song Qingshu said gloomily. In the original work, Zhu Ao's beauty was much better than Xia Qingqing's. Now that Xia Qingqing had married, she had a mature and charming temperament, which was why her charm was comparable to Ah Jiu's. But in terms of appearance, she was still no match for Ah Jiu. Such a great beauty who could cause the downfall of a city to remain unmarried for life was simply the bad news for all the men in the world.
"Since his death, what difference does it make if I marry or not? What does it matter if I become the Saintess?" Zhu Ao said in an inaudible voice, and a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes.
Although his voice was soft, Song QingShu still heard every single word. He could not help but be filled with jealousy towards the already dead Yuan Chengzhi. "Yuan Datou, what kind of charm do you have to actually make two outstanding women like these fall head over heels for you?"
"Ninth Princess, although the Ming Dynasty is powerful, they are far away in the Western Region. If they want to fight their way to the Qing Dynasty, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to see it even when you are old. Is it really okay for you to join them?" Song Qingshu said.
"I also have a headache over this problem, but there is no better choice than the Ming Dynasty in the world." With a mischievous smile on his face, Zhu Yuai counted with his fingers. "The organization that fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty in the Manchurian Qing Dynasty is too short-sighted. As for the Golden Snake Camp …" At the mention of the Golden Snake Camp, Zhu Yuai's face flushed and then turned pale. "At that time, although the Golden Snake Camp was thriving, I would never join it."
"Then there is the Song Kingdom in the south. Although there are many capable people and there is no lack of famous officials and generals, the Emperor is muddle-headed and treacherous officials are in charge. There are also all kinds of bad rules. If I go there as a woman, I think I can only serve my husband and teach my children."
"Just like me!" Song Qingshu suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. That day, he was also worried that the Song Kingdom was declining and there was really no platform for him to display his abilities. Guo Jing was so capable, but he only helped Lv Wenhuan defend Xiangyang. The court only rewarded him with a useless position. His Kung Fu was not as good as Guo Jing's, and his reputation was not as good. At most, he would be sent to some place in Sichuan to fight against the Mongols. That was not what he wanted.
"Just like you?" Zhu Ao's expression was strange. She was a little angry. This guy took advantage of me. How can you serve your husband and teach your children?
"Go on, Ninth Young Lady." Song Qingshu always felt that calling her Ninth Princess was too distant, so he secretly changed it to Ninth Young Lady. As expected, she did not notice the difference.
Zhu Ao rolled her eyes and continued, "As a dignified descendant of the Ming Dynasty, I naturally can't go to barbarian places like Jin, Liao, and Xixia, not to mention the more cruel Mongols. As for Tubo and Dali, there is no need to mention them. After thinking about it, only Zhang Jiaozhu's Ming Dynasty is more reliable. "
"Ninth Young Lady, have you considered job-hopping?" Song Qingshu noticed the helplessness in her voice and was immediately overjoyed.
"Job-Hopping? What do you mean by job-hopping? " Zhu Ao's expression changed slightly. The Zhu Family had always been taboo to talk about pigs among the people. Hearing him saying job-hopping, a fat little sow automatically appeared in her mind, trying to stretch out its trotters and jump from side to side of the pigsty …
"Uh, it's a slip of the tongue. It means to change my allegiance." Song Qingshu hurriedly corrected her.
"Change my allegiance? To where?" Zhu Ao's expression was blank.
"I'm just here." Song Qingshu held his head high and was very excited at the thought of the possibility of poaching Zhang Wuji.
"You?" Zhu Ao's original intention was to laugh out loud, but her royal demeanor made her restrain herself in time. She pursed her lips and said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, you are still working for Kangxi. If I come to you, doesn't it mean that I'm working for Kangxi?"
"It's true that I'm working for Kangxi, but it's wrong to say that I'm working for him. Recently, I'm also going to job-hopping. Will you work for me?" Song Qingshu looked at her expectantly.
"Work for you?" Zhu Ao's forehead was full of black lines. She finally guessed what he meant, so she didn't misunderstand that he was using dirty words. "When you have your own foundation, let's talk about this problem." Zhu Ao's elegance declined. After several encounters, she had already known that Song Qingshu was not loyal to the Qing Dynasty, so she was not surprised that he tried to recruit her.
"Okay!" Song QingShu understood that without anything, it was impossible to move the other party. However, he could leave a seed in the other party's heart. "If you work with me, I'll help you unify the various anti-Qing organizations. Although these organizations are ambitious but not capable, they are all hot-blooded. You are the princess of the Ming Dynasty, so I think you have some influence. If these organizations are led by you, do you think they will still be so scattered? "
"Don't talk about working for me anymore. It sounds bad." Zhu Ao's face flashed with a trace of redness, and she said angrily, "As for you wanting to unify all the anti-Qing organizations, I'm afraid it's wishful thinking. Although I have the royal blood, I'm just a princess, not a prince. Those organizations have their own princes, so how can they listen to me, a princess?"
Song Qingshu was stunned, and finally understood how terrible the language gap was. Fortunately, she was not so angry, so he hurriedly explained, "When the time comes, I have my own brilliant plan, and I'll solve this problem for you."
Zhu Ao's eyes widened in surprise, and she didn't understand why he said this so easily.
"Do you admire me a little?" After a while, Song Qingshu's flippant nature was exposed again.
"Humph, let's talk about all this after you have your own foundation. It's useless to talk about it now." Zhu Ao's ignored him and directly ended the topic. "You'd better talk about why the chaos of the Qing Dynasty is coming."
"Hmm," Song QingShu replied, and explained, "Presumably you also know that in the Manchurian Qing Dynasty, Kangxi, Hongli, and Wu Sangui are now in a three-legged tripod. Each one of them wants to destroy the other two forces, so that they can monopolize the ten thousand li of rivers and mountains. Originally, because of the two foreign enemies, Mongolia and Liao, the three of them could still reluctantly unite against the foreign enemies. But recently a series of events have occurred, Hongli and Wu Sangui's alliance has been declared broken, the balance of power has been broken. Moreover, Wei Xiaobao's words last time to instigate Blood Knife Ancestor seem to be effective. Now, Mongolia has deliberately slowed down the pace of attacking Liaodong so that Hongli can free up his hands. Kangxi is also eyeing the capital covetously. Now is the calm before the storm.
"No, I can't let Qingqing take the risk." Zhu Ao's also felt the critical situation. She looked at Song Qingshu and said, "I plan to rescue Qingqing from Shengjing. Are you willing to help me?"
"Rescue her from Shengjing?" Song Qingshu was a little tempted, but he quickly shook his head. "But she has made up her mind. She plans to use Hongli to deal with Kangxi. I'm afraid she won't be willing to go with us."
Zhu Ao's expression froze. "It's not clear who will be the winner between Hongli and Kangxi. It's really unwise for Qingqing to do this. I can't let her sink deeper. If she doesn't want to go, we'll force her to go. "
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