"Hey, hey, hey, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!" Song Qingshu's face was gloomy, "My … Father and the rest have always been focused on cultivation. Do you think they wanted to do such a thing? It was all because the Jin people were despicable and shameless. They drugged them and the three princesses with the Yin Yang Harmony Powder! From another point of view, my father and the rest also saved the three princesses' lives. Otherwise, the three princesses would have died from the fire of passion. Are you satisfied? "
"You're twisting words and forcing logic!" The yellow-robed woman was so angry that her whole body was trembling.
"Ying Luo, if you think there's a problem with my character, we can discuss it. However, my father, fourth martial uncle, and sixth martial uncle are definitely upright people." Song Qingshu said seriously, "At that time, I could have saved them. In the end, they used their own lives to threaten me to save your sisters. At the same time, they were afraid of alerting the enemy, so they voluntarily returned to the cage …"
"Don't call me Ying Luo!" The yellow-robed woman snorted coldly, but her expression finally eased.
"If you don't want to, then don't." Song Qingshu suddenly sighed, "Ai, actually, the one who suffered the most in this matter is me."
The yellow-robed woman and Zhao Fujin looked at each other, "What did you suffer?"
"Think about it, in one night, I gained a few stepmothers, causing me to lose a generation in front of you. Isn't that enough?" Song Qingshu spread his hands.
"You really are a bastard!" The yellow-robed woman could not help but be angry. On the contrary, Zhao Fujin had more experience and was more open-minded than her. As he comforted the yellow-robed woman, he turned his head and smiled sweetly at Song Qingshu, "It seems that you called me Fifth Sister wrongly."
"What wrongly?" Song Qingshu did not react for a moment.
"My sisters have become your stepmothers, so shouldn't you call me Aunt Wu?" Zhao Fujin's eyes were full of mischief. He pushed the yellow-robed woman in front of him, "And this is your nineteenth aunt."
Song QingShu was instantly dumbfounded. Wasn't he lifting a rock to smash his own foot?
The yellow-robed woman was also very embarrassed. She shook Zhao Fujin's arm and pouted, "Fifth Sister, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhao Fujin gave a faint sigh, "Ying Luo, the rest of us aren't as lucky as you. Other than your younger sisters, the rest of us have long been tainted. Even if you save us, with our past, which man would dare to want us? I have heard of the reputation of the Seven Heroes of Wu Dang. If they are willing to take responsibility, it would be a good home for my three poor sisters. "
"Fifth Sister!" The yellow-robed woman's eyes immediately reddened. "I know that you have suffered, but you are the princesses of the Song Dynasty. Do you want your three elder sisters to marry a few people of the jianghu? This bastard's father and that Yin Liting are already married. Zhang SongXi, on the other hand, is all alone. However … "
Hearing this, Song Qingshu finally couldn't help but say, "Uh … Can I interrupt you for a moment? About the marriage between your three sisters and my father, can you wait until after we rescue them and ask for their opinions? It's too much to think about this now …"
"Prince Song's words make sense. It is indeed our fault for not thinking things through." Zhao Fujin looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and then thought of the scene where the two of them intertwined in the Autumn Fragrance House, and his heartbeat suddenly sped up uncontrollably.
Song Qingshu sat a little closer to the two girls and deliberately bumped the yellow-gowned girl with his shoulder. "You sit between the sisters.
(To continue this chapter, please turn the page.) Nineteen? Nineteenth Sister, tut-tut, it's a pity that your surname isn't Gan. "
"Why do I have to be surnamed Gan?" The yellow-robed woman looked at her in confusion.
"It's nothing." Seeing that no one understood his joke, Song Qingshu's interest waned. "That's right, your sisters were all captured and brought to the laundry yard, why did you …"
The yellow-robed woman hugged her legs and rested her chin on her knees, as if immersed in a reminiscing expression. "That year, I was actually escorted back to the country by the Jins with my sisters. Later on, on the way north, my master suddenly appeared. Unfortunately, there were too many Jins and many of them were highly skilled. My master was outnumbered and in the end, he could only save me …"
"Your master?" Song Qingshu was startled, "Who is your master?"
"You should have heard of my master's name. His surname is Huang, and his given name is Shang." Speaking of her master, the yellow-robed woman's face instantly became filled with pride.
"Huang Shang?" Song Qingshu was instantly shocked. The author of the Nine Yin Manual, Huang Shang? No wonder the yellow-robed woman's attainments in the Nine Yin Manual at such a young age couldn't even compare to Zhiruo. "He's not dead yet?"
"Your master is the one who's dead!" The yellow-robed woman's face darkened and her eyes were filled with anger.
"Uh, I was referring to the rumors in Jianghu. The old man has long since passed away." Song Qingshu hurriedly apologized.
The yellow-robed woman's expression softened. "Master has not concerned himself with worldly affairs for the past few decades. The only time he returned to Jianghu was to save me. Since then, he has been living in seclusion. The rumors in Jianghu have been spreading, which is why they say that the old man has … something."
"So that's how it is." Song Qingshu nodded. In his heart, he thought that there were so many hidden old monsters in this world. Before, there was Eunuch Sunflower, and then there was Master Lotus of Ningma Temple. Now, even an old monster like Huang Shang is still alive. Amitabha, in the future, I must not provoke these tough people.
"By the way, how do you plan to save them?" The yellow-robed woman looked nervously at Song Qingshu.
"I first need to know how many princesses there are in the Laundry Yard and how they are doing." Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile at Zhao Fujin. "That's why I purposely went to get in touch with the Fifth Princess. I'm not the perverted thief that someone said."
The yellow-robed woman snorted. Zhao Fujin's heart sped up at his smile. He thought, what's wrong with me? I've experienced four men in my life and it can be said that I've suffered a lot. Now, facing a young man, I feel like I'm a young girl yearning for love.
Hurriedly gathering his emotions, Zhao Fujin smiled and said, "Let me explain …"
"In the past, father had thirty-four daughters. Third sister, sixth sister, seventh sister, eighth sister, tenth sister, eleventh sister, twelfth sister, fifteenth sister, seventeenth sister, eighteenth sister, twenty-second sister, and youngest sister. Twelve of them died young. Ai, now that I think about it, it was their luck."
"As for the remaining sisters, other than Ying Luo, who was rescued, the other twenty-one were sent to the Laundry Yard."
"In addition, brother also had a daughter, Princess Rou Jia. Her whereabouts are unknown."
Song Qingshu knew that the brother she mentioned was Song Qinzong, but why did Princess Rou Jia sound so familiar? It seemed like the Princess Jingnan whom he slept with in the Forbidden City was also called Princess Rou Jia. However, Princess Jingnan was the daughter of the Qing Dynasty's Prince An Yue Le, so they shouldn't be the same person …
"Prince Kang also had six daughters. Three of them died young, the other three … when the city was breached, there was chaos.
Two of them were captured and taken to the Laundry Yard. Rumor has it that the youngest daughter is wandering among the commoners, but the odds are against her … "
"Prince Kang? So it's that impotent emperor, Zhao Gou. " Song Qingshu spat in disdain. Being searched by the Jin people until he was impotent, unjustly killing Yue Fei, humiliating himself and begging for peace, allowing his wife to be raped by the Jin … no matter which one it was, it was worthy of the disdain of later generations.
Because his attention was focused on Zhao Gou, Song Qingshu did not pay attention to the youngest daughter that Zhao Fujin had mentioned. As a result, there were more twists and turns in the future. But this was a story for the future, let's not talk about it for now.
"Most of the concubines and matrons that were captured have been taken by the Jin royal family. Now, there are only father's twenty-one daughters and two of Prince Kang's daughters left in the Laundry Yard, a total of twenty-three people." Speaking of all this, Zhao Fujin could not help but think of the humiliation of the past. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably. The yellow-robed girl hurriedly held her hand and comforted her softly.
"Twenty-three people?" Song Qingshu felt a headache. Although he had been mentally prepared, he did not think that the number of people he had to save was more than expected. The difficulty of the entire rescue mission had increased exponentially.
"There are two problems. First, how do we get the twenty-three princesses … uh, there are only twenty-two now." Song Qingshu glanced at Zhao Fujin who had already been rescued. "How to rescue them from the Laundry Yard is the first problem. After rescuing them, how do we safely send so many people out of Da Xing Manor? That is the second problem. No matter which one it is, it is very tricky."
"You don't have to worry about the second problem. I have already bribed the soldiers guarding the city. As long as we can rescue them, I can bring them out of the city." The yellow-robed girl suddenly said.
Song Qingshu's brow furrowed. "When the time comes, if something happens in the Laundry Yard, the first reaction of the Jin people will definitely be to order the city gates to be sealed. The soldiers you bribed to help you smuggle things on a normal day are fine, but in a situation like this where martial law is being enforced, how would they dare to let them pass? Besides, even if they manage to sneak out, once the cavalry of the Jin people chase after them, they won't be able to get far. "
The yellow-robed girl was stunned. Clearly, she had not considered this. However, she was unwilling to show her fear in front of Song Qingshu. She replied coldly, "You don't have to worry about this. I know what I'm doing."
"Alright, if you can really solve this problem, the difficulty of the entire mission will be reduced by more than half. As for how to rescue your sisters from the Laundry Yard, do you have any plans?" Song Qingshu asked.
"My original plan was to kidnap the Jin Empress and use her as a hostage to force the Jin people to release my pitiful sisters. However, who knew that King Wei would ruin my plans halfway …" As she spoke, the yellow-robed girl suddenly froze. She looked at Song Qingshu with a strange expression. "So the expert who secretly helped me in the Hall of Peaceful Harmony was you."
"Now that you know that I have been silently protecting you, do you feel especially touched? Do you have the urge to repay me with your body?" Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile.
"Repay my ass!" The yellow-robed girl flew into a rage out of humiliation. She wanted to pull out her sword and stab him again. Zhao Fujin hurriedly pressed her hand down and turned around to look at Song Qingshu. "Prince Song, why do you always purposely make Yingluo angry?"
"She's always expressionless and cold. I just want her to have a bit more of an aura." Song Qingshu's reply caused the yellow-robed girl to be momentarily stunned.
Looking at his sister, who had a complicated expression on her face, Zhao Fujin sighed in his heart. He then continued, "Actually, there's still another huge problem. In order to control us, the Jin people have always been feeding us the Wandering Powder."
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