Seeing him come back, the two women stood up and were about to greet him, but then they noticed his movement and sat down at the same time. Song Qingshu was stunned.
Zhu Yanmei broke the awkwardness and asked, "Did you save Miss Shui?"
"Yes, I did." Song QingShu did not stand on ceremony and sat down between the two girls. Both Zhu Yanai and Xia Qingqing subconsciously moved their buttocks to the side, as if it was embarrassing to be too close to him.
"You have been friends for many years. Why are you so distant?" Song Qingshu laughed and held them in his arms. Before the two women could react, he quickly said, "Not only did I save Miss Shui, but I also saw Shui Jian."
The two women were attracted by his words and did not have time to deal with his evil hands. They asked, "Did he agree to support you?"
"Of course, when your husband goes out, he's worth two." Before Song QingShu could finish his words, the two girls pouted coquettishly and reached out to his waist.
Song Qingshu hurriedly distracted the two women and said, "I also saw the candidate nominated by Shui Jian. He is Xiao Banhe, who is known as the Swordsman of Jinyang. He is quite good at practicing the Mixed Element Force, but he is not my opponent. He is not a threat."
The two women were not happy when they heard this. Instead, their faces became even gloomier, especially Xia Qingqing, who looked like she was about to cry.
"What's going on with you guys?" The ominous feeling in Song QingShu's heart intensified.
"Big Brother Song, I'm sorry. I'm useless," Xia Qingqing said while wiping her tears. "The Golden Dragon Gang didn't agree to support you in the election. It must be because … because of Big Brother Yuan, I offended Jiao Wan 'er.
"Qingqing, don't say that. Sister Wan'er is not that kind of person. There may be some misunderstanding." Zhu Yanmei tried to comfort her. She had known Jiao Waner for a long time and knew that she was not the kind of person who would use public office to avenge personal grudges.
"Then why did she not agree to support Brother Song? Unless..." Xia Qingqing said and suddenly looked at Song Qingshu with a suspicious look.
"Why are you looking at me?" Song Qingshu was puzzled.
Zhu Yue looked like she was smiling, but she wasn't smiling. She said, "Unless Brother Song … Brother Song has messed with Sister Wan 'er. She is waiting for you to beg her."
"Nonsense. I have never seen Jiao Wan 'er fool around with Wan' er. How could it be because of me?" Song Qingshu was speechless. Is my reputation that bad? I don't think I've harmed many women.
"We'll know if it's true or not. The Golden Snake Meeting is imminent. So, it's very important to win the support of the Golden Dragon Gang." The two women had analyzed the matter for a long time. Zhu Yong had clearly determined that Song Qingshu was the reason.
"Alright, alright. I'm really afraid of you. I'll go there, okay?" Song Qingshu was obviously very puzzled. He had the intention to go and see if there was any unforeseen event in the Golden Dragon Gang.
"If you want to see Wan 'er, it will be inconvenient for us to follow you. So, I won't go with you. Qingqing and I will stay here and discuss the details of the operation." Zhu Yue pursed her lips and smiled.
Song Qingshu nodded and asked for the direction of the Golden Dragon Gang's stronghold. Then, he used his qinggong to rush there.
Although Ah-Jiu and Xia Qingqing spoke in a relaxed manner, Song Qingshu knew in his heart that Jiao Waner's refusal was definitely not because of him. It was more likely that they would return empty-handed. However, if he did not investigate the matter, he would feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Because he had come to investigate quietly, Song Qingshu did not enter through the main gate. Instead, he hid his tracks and sneaked into the Golden Dragon Gang's stronghold in the dark.
Song QingShu quickly found the Golden Dragon Gang's meeting hall with Xia Qingqing's rough drawing of the map. He looked at the constantly patrolling guards outside. They were heavily guarded. Song QingShu didn't take them seriously, and smiled. He jumped over everyone's head, and gently landed on the roof.
"Gang Leader Jiao, after this matter is completed, the Prime Minister will not treat you unfairly." A slightly old voice came from below.
"Prime Minister? Which country's Prime Minister? "Song Qingshu was very surprised. He quickly lifted the tiles and looked down.
A delicate and pretty young woman was sitting in the hall. She should be the daughter of the Golden Dragon Gang's former leader, Jiao Wan 'er. A one-armed swordsman stood next to her. Judging by his attire, he should be Jiao Wan' er's martial brother, who was now her husband, Luo Liru.
"Although Jiao Wan 'er is not a stunning beauty, she is dressed like a young woman. She looks quite beautiful …" Song Qingshu was suddenly surprised. He had obviously come to do something serious. Why did he let his imagination run wild when he saw a woman? Could it be that the demonic barrier of the Mandkesvara has flared up again?
Song Qingshu's heart trembled as he thought of this. He quickly suppressed his imagination and continued to look.
The delicate and pretty young woman shook her head and said, "Mister Bei, our request is actually very simple. We don't want glory or wealth. We just want to take the gang back to our hometown of Jin Ling. When the time comes, the Prime Minister will make things convenient for us."
"Mister Bei? Which famous person in Jianghu has the surname Bei? " Fortunately, the surname Bei was relatively rare. Song Qingshu thought for a moment and thought of a person. Could it be Zhenjiang Changle Gang's Bei Haishi?
From what Jiao Wan 'er said, Song Qingshu guessed that she was tired of living on the edge of a knife and wanted to return to her hometown to live a stable life. Song Qingshu couldn't help but have a strange expression as he thought of this. Yuan Chengzhi's charm was quite great. He was able to win the hearts of so many women.
He didn't expect that Jiao Wan 'er wouldn't forget her feelings for him even after getting married. If it weren't for Yuan Chengzhi, Jiao Wan 'er would probably have taken the gang back to Jin Ling long ago. Now that Yuan Chengzhi was dead, Jiao Wan 'er must have been disheartened. Naturally, she didn't want to stay in the Golden Snake Camp, which was a dangerous place.
According to her analysis, Bei Haishi should represent the Southern Song court, and the Prime Minister she mentioned should be Jia Shidao, a famous treacherous official in history.
"Treacherous officials have nothing to do with me. But now that Jia Shidao is in power in the Southern Song court …" Song Qingshu hadn't thought about what strategy to choose in the future to deal with the Southern Song Dynasty, so it was too early to say whether Jia Shidao was a friend or a foe.
"Don't worry too much, Gang Leader Jiao. Jin Ling is not far from Gusu, and our Murong family has some connections. When the time comes, we will help you return to your hometown with glory." A familiar voice sounded.
"Murong Fu?" Song Qingshu looked sideways and saw that it was indeed Murong Fu, who they had separated not long ago. He couldn't help but be stunned. "Didn't he go after Murong Jingyue? Why is he here?"
It turned out that after Murong Bo and Song Qingshu fought and left, he hurriedly caught up with Murong Fu and asked him not to go after Murong Jingyue. Instead, he came to the Golden Snake Camp to participate in the election of the new Golden Snake King, which would be more helpful for the revival of the country.
Hearing that Jia Shidao had chosen to support him to participate in the election of the Golden Snake King, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel happy and rushed over without stopping.
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