Sure enough, Kangxi quickly said, "I plan to choose a day to make Miss Ma a Consort Hui and Miss Yang a Consort Ping. However, Miss Ma's identity is a bit special and she and Miss Yang are both Han. This goes against the ancestral rule of not marrying between Manchu and Han. I'm afraid there will be a lot of opposition in the court. Help me think about it and see how to deal with it. "
Song Qingshu's heart sank. He couldn't help but look at Xia Qingqing. She had her head lowered and looked shy. Song Qingshu knew that this was just her disguise. Her revenge plan was finally going to succeed.
If Xia Qingqing submitted to Kangxi, even if she could get close to him, with her second or third-rate martial arts, it would be impossible to assassinate Kangxi. But becoming Kangxi's concubine was different. The masters who secretly protected Kangxi would not stand aside and watch when Kangxi was having sex with his concubine. The time alone with Kangxi when he was in bed was Xia Qingqing's only chance for revenge.
In a flash, Song Qingshu understood everything. On one hand, he admired Xia Qingqing's unswerving loyalty to avenge her dead husband. On the other hand, he was angry that she did not consider their friendship at all.
"Subject Song, have you thought of a good plan?" Seeing Song Qingshu's expression change, Kangxi asked in confusion.
"This is not difficult." Song QingShu took a deep breath and slowly said, "Horqin Third Rank Gongji, Ah Yuxi's daughter. She was chosen to enter the palace at a young age. Before she was conferred a title, she died a few days ago. Not many people know of this. You can have Miss Ma recognize Ah Yuxi as her father and replace his daughter. Ah Yuxi will not refuse another imperial concubine daughter. You … Miss Yang is the same. She is the daughter of Duke Chengen Gabra, the head of the imperial guards. She also entered the palace at a young age. Unfortunately, she also died some time ago. Duke Chengen is the Emperor's confidant. It should not be difficult for him to recognize Miss Yang as his daughter. "
Hearing Song Qingshu almost call her You You, Xia Qingqing's eyelashes trembled. She sighed silently in her heart: I am not fated with you in this life. Even if I have to be your servant in my next life, I am willing …
Kangxi was overjoyed. "I did not misjudge you when I put Subject Song in charge. I didn't expect that you would be able to figure out the big and small matters of the Imperial City so quickly. In the future, I will have to trouble you with the intelligence work of the world. "
"Yes!" Song Qingshu lowered his head, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.
"Official Song must be tired from the journey. Go and rest first." Kangxi looked at him with a smile.
…
After returning to the room, Su Quan sighed and said, "I was having a headache about how to deal with Hong Li. I didn't expect the problem to be solved like this, but why can't I be happy?"
Song Qingshu was standing by the window with his hands clasped behind his back, looking into the distance. He said indifferently, "Previously, Kangxi, Hongli and Wu Sangui, three legs of a tripod, naturally the Divine Dragon Island was able to benefit from both sides, living a free and unfettered life. Now that the balance of power has been broken, Wu Sangui is being attacked from both front and back, not only does he have to face the Khitan War Deity Xiao Feng, he also has to face Kangxi who is eyeing him like a tiger watching its prey. It's only a matter of time before he succumbs. Similarly, Shen Long Jiao has no choice but to submit to the imperial court. "
"What's your plan?" Su Quan came to Song Qingshu's side and asked softly. In her heart, she understood very well that the Divine Dragon Sect's situation was not the same as Song Qingshu's current situation.
"I was thinking about what Ouyang Feng said to me on the island. Now it seems that I have indeed fallen into Kangxi's trap from the beginning. The gap in strength between the two sides is getting bigger and bigger." Song Qingshu sneered.
"Song Lang, you don't need to worry too much. If you are unhappy under Kangxi's hands, with our martial arts, it's not impossible to laugh arrogantly in Jianghu." Su Quan hugged his waist from behind, her pretty face tightly pressed against his back.
"You and I are not that kind of person." Song Qingshu sighed softly.
"Right, what is going on between you and that Miss Yang?" Su Quan smiled slyly and raised her head to look at him.
"What do you mean what is going on?" Song Qingshu pretended not to understand.
"Hmph, it's not like I'm jealous. Lang Jun, why do you need to hide it from me?" Su Quan gave a dissatisfied snort. "Anyone with eyes can see that you two have an affair. You have guts, even the future Imperial Concubine is your lover."
"It's not as bad as you say. There is nothing between me and her. There is nothing." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.
Su Quan widened her eyes and looked at him for a while. Seeing that his expression didn't look like he was lying, she suddenly understood. "I understand. You have feelings for me, but unfortunately, you have never succeeded."
As she spoke, Su Quan suddenly became depressed. "If I knew that Hong Li was already dead, why would I hastily give my body to you? You men are not good things. What you can't get is always the best. "
"What are you talking about?" Song Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I have something to do right now. I'll go out first. You rest well." Finishing, he didn't wait for Su Quan to reply and quickly disappeared outside the door.
Su Quan stomped her feet in anger. "And you still say there is no affair? Look at how distracted you are."
In a secluded corner of the Prince's Mansion, Song Qingshu looked at a certain person in the shadows and smiled bitterly. "So you came too."
Patriarch Sunflower laughed dryly. His voice sounded like broken bellows. "Looks like you didn't want me to come."
Song Qingshu looked Patriarch Sunflower up and down, subconsciously looking for a weakness. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Do you think I can beat you now?"
"You can try." Patriarch Sunflower hid his hands in his sleeves and said with a faint smile.
A hint of eagerness flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes. But after a moment's hesitation, he finally shook his head. "Forget it. I've always respected the old and cherished the young."
Patriarch Sunflower laughed cruelly. "If I'm not mistaken, kid, you have Huang Chang's' Nine Yin Manual 'and Fan Dan's' Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms'. The sword intent that you occasionally reveal has the shadow of Dugu Seeking-A-Loss. And recently, you seem to have learned the 'Mandala Mandala' of Tantric Buddhism. No wonder you wanted to fight just now."
"Miscellaneous but not refined, knowledgeable but not pure. In front of an expert like you, it's only natural that I make a fool of myself." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.
"Kid, you don't need to belittle yourself. The last time I saw you in the Forbidden City, you did have this problem." Patriarch Sunflower frowned, a puzzled look on his face. "But I didn't expect that after your trip to Divine Dragon Island, you would undergo a complete transformation. It's really strange. What could there be in Divine Dragon Island that could help you advance a realm? "
Song Qingshu knew that it was Ouyang Feng's words that had suddenly enlightened him. He had swept away all his previous scheming and overcautious ways of doing things. He even felt as if he was a new man, with a deeper understanding of the essence of martial arts. Naturally, his realm was different from before.
"If I remember correctly, Patriarch, you once said that you stayed by Kangxi's side to borrow the so-called aura of the True Dragon to cultivate?"
Song Qingshu looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.
Patriarch Sunflower smiled and nodded. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm old, and I don't want to die. So I have to use him to prolong my life."
Song Qingshu asked tentatively, "Patriarch, you've already reached the Fate Deva realm, and have the help of the aura of the True Dragon. Perhaps you'll be able to shatter the void one day."
"Shatter the void …" Patriarch Sunflower's face was filled with fascination, but then his expression darkened. "That's just a legend. Besides, although Kangxi's aura of the True Dragon is strong, it's limited. It's good enough that I'm still alive." "What if there's a place where the aura of the True Dragon is ten times stronger than Kangxi's?" Song Qingshu's expression became very strange.
"What?" Patriarch Sunflower's cloudy eyes shone with a shocking light. "Where?"
Song Qingshu smiled and said nothing. He just looked at him quietly.
Patriarch Sunflower stared blankly for a moment, but quickly recovered. "I'm old, and I've forgotten the rules of the world. Tell me, what do you need me for?"
"I don't need you to do anything, Patriarch. I just hope that you'll go as soon as you hear about the place." Song Qingshu's expression was very respectful.
Patriarch Sunflower stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly looked off into the distance. "So, you're finally going to make a move against him?"
Song Qingshu looked in the same direction and said coolly, "You can tell, Patriarch?"
"From the moment I saw you, I knew that this day would come sooner or later." Patriarch Sunflower smiled. "Don't tell me it's because of that woman today?"
Song Qingshu shook his head. "Not long ago, I heard a certain someone's words. It was as if I was enlightened. The longer things dragged on, the lower my chances of success would be. Furthermore, now that he's left the Forbidden City, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As for that woman, although I care a lot about her, I still have to do it. "
"You've told me everything," Patriarch Sunflower said with a chuckle. "Aren't you afraid that I'll turn around and tell him about it?"
"It's just as I said," Patriarch Sunflower said, "you're not loyal to any emperor. You just care about the aura of the True Dragon. Whether the emperor's surname is Zhu or Aisin Gioro, it has nothing to do with you. Because of this, I believe you won't refuse my offer. "Song Qingshu said confidently.
"Oh, tell me about it. Let's see if your offer can satisfy my appetite." Patriarch Sunflower looked at him with a burning gaze.
"Patriarch, do you know about the 'Forty-two Chapter Sutra'?" Song Qingshu asked.
Patriarch Sunflower's expression changed slightly. "Legend has it that when the Manchurian Qing invaded the Central Plains, they buried all the treasures they plundered in the land of the True Dragon Vein. The treasure map is hidden in the eight copies of the 'Forty-two Chapter Sutra'."
"Patriarch, you've lived in the Forbidden City for a long time. Even such a secret can't be hidden from you," Song Qingshu said with a sigh of admiration.
"Hmph. For a period of time, you were in secluded cultivation. By the time I found out about this, it was already too late. I only had enough time to find the one in the imperial study. The whereabouts of the other seven copies of the 'Forty-two-chapter Sutra' were mostly unknown. In order to track the whereabouts of the remaining copies, I replaced the sheepskin hidden in the imperial study with a beam and a pillar before putting it back. Heh heh, who knew that not long after that, even that copy disappeared. "Speaking of this, Patriarch Sunflower felt extremely unhappy.
Song Qingshu was taken aback. He didn't expect there to be such a secret. "Patriarch, you replaced the sheepskin?"
"Hmph. The sheepskin is hidden in the cover of the sutra. It's not like it's a secret place. I've roamed the Jianghu for many years. There's nothing I haven't seen." Patriarch Sunflower looked quite pleased with himself as he stared at Song Qingshu. "What, you want to say that the other seven copies are with you?"
Song Qingshu laughed bitterly. "I thought I had all eight copies, but I didn't expect you to be so ahead of me. Heh heh, even if I had this treasure map, I wouldn't be able to find any treasures or dragon veins."
Patriarch Sunflower was overjoyed. "You really have the other seven copies?"
Song Qingshu nodded. "That's right. Since you still have a portion, you'll know that I'm not lying when you compare the two."
Patriarch Sunflower looked very excited. "Of course you wouldn't lie to me if you wanted to do something like this. Hahaha, I didn't think I'd have the chance to touch the Heavenly Dao in my lifetime. Give me the sheepskin of the other seven copies, and I'll immediately go to the dragon veins of the Manchurian Qing. I won't interfere in your affairs."
According to history, the Manchurian Qing Dynasty had 268 years of luck. The dragon veins contained true dragon qi, which naturally far exceeded that of an emperor. No wonder Patriarch Sunflower didn't hesitate to abandon Kangxi.
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