Song Qingshu's heart was as clear as a mirror. Zhang Zhaozhong was obviously making things difficult for the other party on purpose. Song Qingshu was merely being used by Zhang Zhaozhong. Other than feeling displeased, she couldn't help but feel a little strange. Zhang Zhaozhong was a dignified officer of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion. Why would he target a prostitute?
A trace of anger flashed across Sang Feihong's face. She reprimanded, "In broad daylight, is Lord Zhang trying to put on a show of kidnapping a commoner girl? Sisters, pack your things. Let's go. "Finished speaking, she turned around and beckoned the troupe to pack up and leave.
"You want to leave?" Zhang Zhaozhong laughed coldly. With a leap, he blocked her path.
"I've long heard of Lord Zhang's reputation as the Judge of Fire Hand. May I be so bold as to ask for your guidance?" Sang Feihong didn't expect the other party to be so shameless. She knew that there was no way she could be kind today. She steeled her heart and directly attacked first. She then said to her subordinates, "All of you, leave first." She had already calculated in her heart. Her lightness kungfu had never been weak. Depending on the situation, it would be easy for her to choose whether to fight or flee. On the other hand, if her subordinates were to be held back by Zhang Zhaozhong to threaten her, then she would be in a difficult position.
Song Qingshu didn't expect such a petite woman to be so skilled in martial arts. Her attacks were like a mandarin duck's crown on its head, and her kicks were like a mandarin duck's tail on its tail. Most of her martial arts seemed to be focused on her legs. Her kicks and kicks were linked tightly together. The four high and low rings combined into one, and the left and right shadows followed each other.
"What a good pair of legs!" Zhang Zhaozhong's eyes lit up. His original intention was to attack Sang Feihong. Naturally, he didn't care that the rest of the troupe had left. Seeing the other party attacking from all directions like butterflies, he hurriedly raised his palms to meet her.
The two of them fought for a dozen rounds, and Song Qingshu could see clearly that although Sang Feihong's leg technique was exquisite, she was weak as a woman. After taking a few hits from Zhang Zhaozhong's palms, a look of pain flashed across her face. After that, she switched to a more fanciful fighting style. Unless it was absolutely necessary, she would not clash head-on with Zhang Zhaozhong.
If not because Zhang Zhaozhong did not want to seriously injure her, Sang Feihong would have slipped and been captured early on. Song Qingshu let out a long laugh, "Zhang Daren's martial art seems to belong to Wudang Pai. It just so happens that I know a thing or two about the 'Tiger Claw Hand'. Since I am eager to learn something, why don't we exchange some pointers?" Finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Zhaozhong's reply, Song Qingshu made the stance of Wudang's' Tiger Claw Hand 'and stood between the two men.
Sang Feihong gradually fell into a disadvantageous position and was feeling anxious. When she saw Zhang Zhaozhong suddenly standing in front of her with his left hand behind his back, secretly making a gesture for her to escape, she immediately understood and quickly took the opportunity to jump out of the courtyard wall.
Zhang Zhaozhong was stunned, but immediately understood that Song Qingshu was deliberately letting Sang Feihong escape. However, he was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Lord Song is a peerless master of the present age. To be able to exchange blows with you, I dare not disobey." Finished speaking, he also made the stance of the 'Tiger Claw Hand' and met Zhang Zhaozhong's attack.
The two of them exchanged blows, 'Tiger Claw Hand' against 'Tiger Claw Hand', 'Wudang Soft Palm' against 'Wudang Soft Palm'. After dozens of moves, both of them deeply admired each other's attainments.
"No more fighting, no more fighting. How could I not know that Lord Song is merciful?" Zhang Zhaozhong laughed loudly and jumped out of the ring. Chapter 214: Brothers in Hardship
"Lord Zhang's Wudang Kung Fu, I wonder which branch of the Wudang Five Temples your master is from?" Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Song Qingshu asked in confusion. He naturally knew that Zhang Zhaozhong was not a direct descendant of the Purple Cloud Palace. Although there were many branches of the Wudang Sect, what Zhang Zhaozhong learned was the orthodox Xuanmen of the Wudang Sect. Naturally, it was not something that could be taught by those small branches.
"This humble senior brother is the head of the Heavenly Purity Monastery, Daoist Ma Zhen." Zhang Zhaozhong did not show much respect when he mentioned his senior brother.
"Ah, so it is Daoist Ma Zhen. In terms of seniority, Lord Zhang is my martial uncle." Song Qingshu said gloomily.
Zhang Zhaozhong laughed and said, "As the saying goes, those who reach first come first. With your martial arts skills, it is already a blessing for me to be able to speak to you as an equal. Besides, I have long been expelled by my senior brother, so I cannot be considered as a member of the Wudang Sect. "
"Oh?" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and said, "In that case, we are indeed fated. We are both traitors of the Wudang Sect." Then he could not help but laugh.
Zhang Zhaozhong obviously did not take the Wudang Sect seriously. He said with a smile, "Do you know why I took the initiative to lend you my sword at the banquet last night?"
"Could it be because I am also a traitor of the Wudang Sect?" Song Qingshu said with a strange smile.
Zhang Zhaozhong nodded and said, "That's right. At first, although Lord Song's martial arts skills are high, and although I admire you, I do not feel close to you. Instead, when I found out later that Lord Song is also from the Wudang Sect … hehe, I suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. "
"This identity has indeed troubled me for a long time. It is rare to meet a brother in hardship," Song Qingshu said as he put his arm around Zhang Zhaozhong's shoulder. "Let's not call each other Lord Song or Lord Zhang. From now on, I will call you Big Brother Zhang, and you call me Brother Song. Wouldn't that be better?" Song Qingshu subconsciously thought of Wei Xiaobao. He had learned this skill of calling each other brothers from him.
The other party's official rank was much higher than his. After a moment of surprise, Zhang Zhaozhong said with great joy, "I dare not disobey!" He hastily ordered his subordinates to prepare wine and dishes.
The two of them chatted while drinking. First, they talked about the Wudang Sect and the experts of the Jianghu. Finally, Song Qingshu intentionally or unintentionally led the topic to the Bao Prince's mansion.
Zhang Zhaozhong was slightly tipsy. He said, "Bao Prince has been gathering experts from all over the world for the past few years. Although there are no grandmaster level experts, he has more or less gathered many capable people. I'm sure you've seen that True Jade Child. Although he was easily defeated by you, his martial arts are truly extraordinary. In the past, he was able to fight the Golden Snake King, Yuan Chengzhi, to a draw. "A trace of doubt flashed through his eyes as he said this.
Song Qingshu understood. Obviously, the other party did not understand how Yuzhen Zi could be defeated so miserably with his martial arts skills. Song Qingshu naturally did not need to clarify the matter. He only smiled and listened to the other party continue.
"Next is me. My martial arts skills are passable. In the entire Prince's mansion, apart from Yuzhen Zi, my martial arts skills are the highest." Zhang Zhaozhong burped and continued, "However, there are still a few experts who are at the same level as us. For example, that Golden Claw Iron Hook Bai Zhen. His Eagle Claw Art is extremely fierce and ruthless.
。 Chief Sai of the Prince's mansion cultivates both internal and external energy. He is the number one expert in the mansion. In addition, there are also Hai Lanbi and De Bu. Both of them have obtained the title Batulu. Their martial arts skills are also not bad. As for the other so-called experts, naturally, they are not worthy of Brother Song's discerning eyes. "
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He pretended to casually ask, "How is the martial arts of the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Tian Guinong? I heard that he is also one of the experts under Bao Prince's command."
"Tian Guinong?" Zhang Zhaozhong chuckled. "His martial arts skills are indeed passable. However, some time ago, he offended the Prince for some reason. He was captured by the Prince and tortured daily. I am afraid that in the future, his name will be removed from the Prince's mansion."
"Tian Guinong is imprisoned in Bao Prince's mansion?" Song Qingshu frowned. Although he had guessed it before, now that it was confirmed, he still felt that it was a little tricky. However, on second thought, if he wanted to save Xia Qingqing, even if Bao Prince's mansion was a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, he would still have to venture into it. Saving one more Tian Guinong was not a big deal.
"It's a pity that his wife, who is famous throughout the capital for her beauty, will probably have to live alone in the future." Zhang Zhaozhong's face showed a hint of schadenfreude.
"Is his wife very beautiful?" Song Qingshu asked even though he already knew the answer.
"She's more than beautiful. Hehe, you don't know how many of us don't drool at the thought of his beautiful wife behind his back. This time, when Tian Guinong was in trouble, everyone thought that there was a chance. Who knew that Marshal Fu … Naturally, we did not dare to act rashly." Zhang Zhaozhong's face was instantly filled with regret. "Lord Song, you can visit the Tian Residence when you have time. You will know that what I said is true."
"If that's the case, I really want to see it for myself." Song Qingshu snickered in his heart. Not just to see, I have played with every inch of her skin …
"Brother Song, it's normal for you to be young and promiscuous." Seeing the gleam in his eyes, Zhang Zhaozhong felt that it was necessary to remind him, "Just now, you can touch women like Sang Feihong as you please. But as for Madam Tian, you better keep an eye on her. Sooner or later, she will be Master Fu's. It's not wise to offend him for a woman."
"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Zhang. Come, let me toast you." Song Qingshu put down his wine cup and asked in confusion, "Just now, I saw that you seemed to be deliberately targeting Sang Feihong …"
"It's all because His Highness felt that there are many unfamiliar Jianghu faces in Shengjing recently and specially sent me to investigate. Sang Feihong, don't be fooled by her young age and delicate appearance. She is the famous Sect Leader of the Five Lakes Sect, "Zhang Zhaozhong explained.
"The Five Lakes Sect?" Song Qingshu was in charge of the Sticky Branch, so naturally, he had a general understanding of the sects within the Manchurian Qing. "Aren't they all Jianghu prostitutes? How could they be a threat to Prince Bao?"
Zhang Zhaozhong smiled sheepishly and said, "I just wanted to give you a greeting gift. I didn't know that you have tender feelings for the fairer sex and deliberately let her go."
Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed. He looked awkward and said, "You've seen through me."
"It's no big deal, why are we still talking about this?
Come, let's drink, let's drink … "Zhang Zhaozhong really did not take this matter to heart. Today, Sang Feihong had left, tomorrow, Zi Feihong. As long as he had power in his hands, there was no need to worry about not having women. Moreover, he could use this opportunity to befriend Song Qingshu, which would bring him endless benefits in the future.
Song Qingshu suddenly remembered something and reminded him in a low voice, "Brother Zhang, I'm sure you understand the relationship between Prince Bao and His Majesty … You and I are very close now. If we were to fall into the eyes of those with ulterior motives, I'm afraid it would be disadvantageous to you, Brother."
A hint of warmth flashed through Zhang Zhaozhong's heart. He lowered his voice and said bluntly, "Brother Song treats me with sincerity, so naturally, I won't hide it from you. I took the initiative to invite you today because His Royal Highness instructed me to. "
"What?" Song Qingshu was shocked. Could this be some kind of trap?
"Don't worry, His Royal Highness only wanted me to build a good relationship with you. He said that I might be able to find out some information in the future," Zhang Zhaozhong said with a smile. "But you and I have a relationship with the Wudang Sect, so naturally, I won't harm you."
Song Qingshu forced a smile, but the doubts in his heart had not been dispelled. In the original work, Zhang Zhaozhong's greed and viciousness had left a deep impression on him. Zhang Zhaozhong could even kill his own Senior Brother, so how could he really open his heart to Zhang Zhaozhong, who only had seven or eight layers of relationship with him?
At this moment, the sound of porcelain breaking echoed from the backyard. Even though it was far away, both of them were martial arts masters, so naturally, they could hear it clearly. Very soon, a servant ran over. "Master, Young Lady is throwing a tantrum again."
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