Song Qingshu recalled the scene in the Imperial Palace last night. He caressed the girl lying in his arms like a cat and asked her what the topic of the written exam was.
Who knew that Li Qinglu would only put her face on his chest with a satisfied expression and wouldn't tell him. When he asked, she would just answer according to her heart.
Song Qingshu immediately objected. What if he didn't answer well and someone else took first place in the written exam?
Who knew that Li Qinglu would just roll her eyes and say, "In any case, I will be the judge. How can I let someone else take first place?"
Song Qingshu thought that this was reasonable and didn't ask any more questions.
"This feeling of participating in the competition and being a judge is really … refreshing." Song Qingshu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he thought of this.
"Is it so happy to be the champion of the martial examination?" A girl's teasing voice came from behind. He turned around and saw Wanyan Zhongjie standing next to him.
"Why wouldn't I be happy if I won?" Xue Baochai glared at her with slight hostility. This Jin Kingdom princess was too close to Baoyu.
"Miss Xue, you are so happy now. Have you thought about what happens if he takes first place in the written exam tomorrow and becomes the Prince Consort of Xixia?" Wanyan Zhongjie snorted when he noticed that the girl was standing very close to Song Qingshu.
"How is that possible? You don't need to worry about that." Xue Baochai was very familiar with Jia Baoyu. She knew that he was someone who would complain about having a headache whenever he touched the classics. How could he take first place in the written exam?
"Why not?" Wanyan Zhongjie suddenly looked at her with pity in his eyes. "Did you think that he would take first place in the martial examination?"
Hearing his words, Xue Baochai couldn't help but be startled. The joy in her heart suddenly disappeared. At this moment, she didn't know what kind of complicated feelings she had.
While she was in a daze, Wanyan Zhongjie moved closer to Song Qingshu and said, "I was worried about you. Who knew that you had such a card up your sleeve?"
"I didn't want to use it before. After all, it is against the rules to use it in the martial arts arena. Who knew that Xu Liewu would break the rules first? I am sorry." Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. This opponent was really cooperative.
"Big brother, you're really bad." Wanyan Zhongjie couldn't help but laugh. The Jin Kingdom and the Mongolians were mortal enemies. Seeing Xu Liewu in such a miserable state, she was clearly very happy.
"Ahem ~" Xue Baochai had already regained her composure. Seeing how intimate the two were, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous. "Baoyu, we should go back."
Song Qingshu could only give Wanyan Zhongjie an apologetic look before being dragged back to the guesthouse by Xue Baochai.
Ouyang Feng came to Wanyan Zhongjie's side and couldn't help but say, "No matter how many times this boy changes his identity, he always has beautiful women by his side."
Wanyan Zhongjie also sighed deeply. "Falling in love with an outstanding man is truly a double-edged sword."
Ouyang Feng was speechless. "How old are you? Why are you pretending to be so profound?"
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After Song Qingshu and his entourage returned to the guesthouse, the Southern Song diplomatic corps came out to congratulate them. Of course, the Lu brothers and Qiu Tongfu all wore long faces.
Xue Pan was the most excited. He said that he wanted to organize a banquet and drink to their heart's content. Because of the continuous incidents in the city, the diplomatic corps was under all kinds of control.
The envoy group was under all kinds of control, so the group of young masters had long become indifferent. Hearing this, they all agreed. Xue Baochai didn't want to spoil everyone's fun, so she agreed.
Not long after, guests came to visit. The first to arrive were Galdan and the people from the House of Dual Cultivators. They had been enemies with the Mongolians for many years. Today, seeing the insufferably arrogant Xu Liewu in such a miserable state, they were naturally very happy. Nine Biscuits (Chinese)
Of course, the people from Peerless City didn't come. After all, Du Guming had been beaten so badly by "Jia Baoyu" that they couldn't bring themselves to come.
The people of the Southern Song Dynasty were very welcoming to their arrival. Galdan was fine, but everyone in the Dual Cultivator Mansion was a beauty, especially the Dual Cultivator Princess and the Dual Cultivator Madam. Even their maids were all beautiful. The group of Young Masters had long been stifled during this period of time, so they all gathered around and asked about their well-being. Even if they couldn't eat swan meat, smelling the swan's fragrance was also good.
The Princess of Dual Cultivators had originally come for Song Qingshu. However, in front of so many people, she couldn't be too obvious. She was worried that her identity would be exposed, so she could only half-heartedly entertain Xue Pan and the others.
Next, the people from the Wooden Table Ethics Department and the Ming Dynasty also came. Because Chen Jialuo had been severely injured by Xu Liewu, Huo Qingtong and the others had suppressed their anger. Today, when they saw that Song Qingshu had given them a taste of their own medicine, they finally understood. Naturally, they had come to thank this young master who had avenged them. Moreover, he had saved them when they were poisoned. Therefore, they had specially prepared a generous gift when they came.
"Generous gift? What good things can you people from the bitter cold borderlands have?" Lü Shisheng, who was at the side, was already very unhappy and decided to make things difficult for both sides. Therefore, he directly jumped out and opened the gift box.
There was a dazzling treasure light, and in the box was a white jade bottle that was one foot and two inches tall. It was crystal clear and soft, and was incomparably clean. One look and one could tell that it was an extremely precious treasure. Everyone present quietened down. However, their attention was not on the jade bottle itself, but on the painting of a beauty on the bottle. This beauty had a long braid and a small hat. She was dressed in the attire of a Hui girl, and a short sword hung at her waist. Her beauty was unparalleled, and her radiance was oppressive. Her eyes flowed with intelligence, and her cherry lips moved as if she was about to walk out of the painting.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stunned. The girl on the bottle not only had Chen Yuanyuan's peerless beauty, but also Xiao Long Nu's otherworldly aura. She was truly a woman who had the fortune of heaven and earth in one body. This should be that Princess Xiangxiang Beila.
Everyone thought that when they saw Huo Qingtong, they thought that her figure was already rare in the Mu Zhuolun Tribe. Who knew that the person on the bottle was even more beautiful? Could it be that the Mu Zhuolun Tribe really had so many beauties? No wonder the Mongols had always wanted to conquer this tribe.
However, they quickly realized that this was just a painting. How could there really be such a beautiful person in the world?
As if she had seen through everyone's doubts, Huo Qingtong pursed her lips and smiled, "This was painted by the most famous painter of my tribe, Si Ying. This pair of jade bottles originally belonged to my younger sister, Kasley. The beauty in the painting is her portrait. Young Master Jia has done a great favor for my tribe, so this jade bottle is a gift to you."
The people around him sucked in a sharp breath.
"It's actually a real person!"
"The Third Mistress of the Mu Zhuolun Tribe?"
"There really is such a beauty in the world!"
"It turns out that the most beautiful Princess Xiangxiang Beila in the desert was not a lie."
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Song Qingshu was stunned and said hurriedly, "Since this is Third Mistress's favorite item, how can I snatch it away?"
Huo Qingtong smiled and said, "My younger sister has always been troubled by not being able to contribute to the tribe. This time, when she found out that I came to contact the heroes from all over the world, she specially passed this bottle to me as a gift. Not only did you save my life, you also taught that dog Xu Liewu a lesson and helped us vent our anger. Naturally, you deserve it."
Seeing the other party's enthusiasm, Song Qingshu had no choice but to accept it. "In that case, it would be impolite of me to refuse."
Xue Pan, who was at the side, snatched the bottle away. The group of young masters surrounded the beauty on the bottle and commented on it, swallowing their saliva.
"Compared to Miss Huo's gift, these from my tribe seem a little tacky." Yang Xiao smiled bitterly. The Ming Dynasty was located in the West Regions and was rich in gemstones. However, no matter how beautiful the gemstones were, how could they compare to the dazzling beauty of Princess Xiangxiang Beila?
"Thank you, Left Emissary Yang." Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. He did not expect the Ming Dynasty to give him a gift one day.
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