Before his subordinates could find out the news, Song Qingshu received Songgotu and the others. Knowing that her Big Brother was the great hero that she worshipped in her heart, Wu Yunzhu was extremely excited. Especially when she recalled how the other party carried her and flew through the sky, she was so happy that she almost fainted. Reading a book. _ 1-k reading a book
Because he did not know who the enemy was hiding in the dark, Song Qingshu needed to be on guard. Therefore, he changed his previous plan of deliberately making things difficult for the peace negotiator, and seizing the opportunity to fight for benefits at the negotiation table. His meeting with Songgotu was carried out very efficiently. Song Qingshu very straightforwardly agreed to the other party's request, making Songgotu pleasantly surprised.
He thought that it was because Song Qingshu cared about old friendships and was taking care of his former comrades. Wu Yunzhu had learned of the progress from her father and subconsciously thought that it was because of her. Her heart was beating rapidly. This was something that Song Qingshu had not expected.
Although Wu Yunzhu very much wanted to stay behind to accompany Song Qingshu for a few more days, Songgotu was in a hurry to return to report on the completion of the mission. She, as a young lady of a noble family, could not possibly stay outside alone.
"Big Brother, will you come to the capital to see me in the future?" When she bid farewell to Song Qingshu, Wu Yunzhu's eyes were red. She knew that after this incident, it would be difficult for her to run away from home again.
"Yes, I will. I will definitely come to see you." Looking at the little girl's pure eyes, Song Qingshu's gloomy expression for the past few days finally improved.
"Big Brother, you must come as soon as possible. Otherwise, after the armistice agreement ends, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you to come to the capital. Wu Yun Zhu could not hide the worry on her face. After all, she was a noble lady of the Eight Banners, while Song Qingshu was a great rebel. There were too many obstacles between their identities …
Song Qingshu didn't think too much about it, and replied with a smile, "Don't worry, even after the armistice agreement ends, I still have a way to enter the capital." What a joke, Yan Jing city could be considered as his second headquarters.
However, outsiders did not know any of this. When Wu Yunzhu heard what he said, she only thought that it was because his martial arts were high and it was easy for him to enter and leave the capital, so she did not think too much about it.
In view of the previous attack on the emissary party, Song Qingshu was worried that a similar situation would occur again, which would lead to unexpected twists and turns in the relationship between the Golden Snake Camp and the Manchurian Qing. In addition, he was also unwilling to see anything happen to such an adorable little girl like Wu Yunzhu; therefore, he specially dispatched a troop of elite horsemen to escort Songgotu, father and daughter back to Yan Jing.
Although Zuo Lenchan and the other Jianghu heroes were highly skilled in martial arts, they could only lament their inadequacy when faced with a regular army that had been baptized by blood and fire.
"Master, that little girl is interested in you. Why don't you make her stay?" Looking at the Dark Cloud Beads in the distance, which were still turning their heads back, Zi snorted in her heart, but she said something else.
"She's a proper noble lady of the Yellow Banner. How could the family tolerate her getting close to a traitor?" Song Qingshu smiled nonchalantly.
"She's just the daughter of a Tatar official, what nobility? Seeing her master praising Wu Yunzhu, Zi felt a burst of displeasure in her heart. Suddenly, she rolled her eyes and said craftily, "Master, you're lying. With Master's temperament, even if she was a princess or an imperial concubine, if Master wanted her, you would definitely have countless ways to get her, let alone a mere official's daughter. But in the end, she was clearly deeply in love with you, yet Master let her go. It's really strange. "
A few days ago, when she saw the way he played with Ren Yingying, Zi simply admired him from the bottom of her heart. She had been in the Xingxiu Sect for so many years, but she had never encountered such a wonderful story.
Song Qingshu immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Zi, you're really smart. You've figured out my temperament so quickly. You don't hate me, do you?"
"How can that be?" Zi asked curiously. "I like Master's unscrupulous temperament. If Master was a gentleman, Zi would feel a little embarrassed instead."
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows. Zi was really tactful and becoming more and more considerate. Although he didn't have a maidservant like Xiao Zhao to serve him, Zi, who was under the Great Soul Shifting Spell, was not inferior to Xiao Zhao at all.
Unable to withstand Zi's repeated questioning, Song Qingshu could only answer, "This time, I … Father's whereabouts are unknown. I don't have the mood to think about other things. After I find the clues, I'm afraid it won't be convenient for me to bring you along. When the time comes, you'll settle down here and help Ah Jiu and Qing Qing."
Hearing that she had to stay behind to face the two matriarchs alone, Zi immediately panicked. "Master, Zi just wants to stay by your side."
Thinking of Zi's various advantages, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. However, he still knew what was important and replied, "This time I'm with Grand Master. As a junior, I have to bring a maidservant to serve me. What's wrong with that?"
"I can serve Grand Master. If it's just the two of you, won't Master have to do all the dirty and tiring work along the way?" Zi couldn't help but say.
"I've made up my mind. There's no need to say anything more." Song Qingshu shook his head. "With the skills of Grand Master and I, we can come and go like the wind. We can advance and retreat freely when we encounter something. If I bring you along, it'll be really inconvenient."
"I see." Zi looked disappointed.
"Reporting to Golden Snake King, the Ninth Princess found a broken temple near the border. There may be clues there." A soldier of the Golden Snake Camp came to report.
Song Qingshu's expression changed. He pulled Zi and said, "Let's go back and inform Grand Master."
Song Qingshu and Zhang Sanfeng rushed to the broken temple immediately. The things inside were in a mess. It was obvious that there had been a fierce fight.
"This is Li Ting's sword!" Zhang Sanfeng suddenly looked excited. He pulled out a long sword from a pile of withered grass.
"Grand Master, come and look at this." Song Qingshu stared at a deep palm print on the pillar in front of him. "Did Fourth Uncle and Sixth Uncle practice any advanced palm techniques?"
"This is not the palm print left by Song Xi and Li Ting." Zhang Sanfeng also came over. He stared at the palm print on the pillar for a long time. Suddenly, he made a sound of surprise. He immediately frowned and said nothing.
"Did Grand Master recognize the origin of this palm print?" Although Song Qingshu's martial arts were high, he was far less familiar with the martial arts of the various sects in Jianghu than Zhang Sanfeng.
"This is Shaolin Temple's Prajna Palm." Zhang Sanfeng slowly said, "There are many palm techniques in Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills, such as the Great King Kong Palm, the Thousand Buddha's Palm, the Godly Palm of Mount Meru, and so on. Each of these palm techniques is very powerful. However, among these palm techniques, Prajna Palm is recognized as the number one palm technique in Shaolin. It is because of this that I can't figure it out."
"What is it that Grand Master can't figure out?" Song Qingshu's eyes became sharp. Shaolin, humph, I didn't look for you, but you came to provoke me.
"If it was any other palm technique, with so many disciples in Shaolin for hundreds of years, it would inevitably be leaked. Therefore, if it was any other palm technique, I would not dare to conclude that it was Shaolin's doing. But this Prajna Palm is the supreme palm technique of Shaolin. Only a few eminent monks have the opportunity to practice it. It is extremely guarded. Naturally, there is no possibility of others framing it. But why would Shaolin do this? "Zhang Sanfeng muttered to himself while pacing back and forth in the temple. Obviously, he was very puzzled.
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