In order to put an end to the assassination attempt midway, the two had spent quite some time escaping from the bailiffs and patrolling soldiers who had rushed over upon hearing the news. Finally, they arrived at the main residence of the Pucha family.
Not long after they entered, Pucha Ahute received the news and came out to greet them, "Nephew, I heard that you encountered an assassin on your way here?"
"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Pucha. We're not injured." Song Qingshu replied with a smile. He had done his homework before coming here. Pucha Ahute was of the same generation as Tang Kuobian's father, who had died on the battlefield, so it was only natural for him to address him as uncle.
"Don't worry, nephew. I'm good friends with the garrison general. I'll ask him to send more people to investigate this matter and find the assassin. We'll give you a satisfactory explanation." Pucha Ahute patted his shoulder in consolation.
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"Thank you, Uncle." Song QingShu smiled and didn't take these polite words to heart. Since the assassin dared to assassinate a dignified prince, how could he be easily found by these soldiers? Moreover, he didn't want the assassin to be caught at all.
"Please come in, the others are almost here." Pucha Ahute personally led the two in. Pucha Qiucao's coming of age ceremony had actually been completed in the ancestral hall in the morning, and the evening was more like a grand banquet.
Unlike the Han style of Jiangnan, the Pucha family's banquet leaned more towards the Jurchen customs. It was held on a vast lawn, with a bonfire burning in the center. The flames greedily licked at the roasted lamb, and the air was filled with a mouthwatering fragrance of meat and all sorts of joyous singing.
Song QingShu and Tang Kuobian's seats were arranged in front of them. After all, Ge Bi was a princess, and Tang Kuobian was one of the three clan leaders. Even though they looked strong on the outside but were weak on the inside, there weren't many who could surpass them on the surface.
Song Qingshu casually glanced at the people sitting in better seats than the two of them. He didn't recognize most of them, but judging from their positions and age, it wasn't hard to determine their identities.
Aside from the members of Pu Cha's family, there was also an old man sitting at the head of the table. The only person who was qualified to sit in this position was the Grand Protector of the Imperial Court, the Head of the Three Prefectures, the High Minister, the Commander-In-Chief, and the person in charge of the Imperial Court, Wanyan Zongxian!
Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed. This Wanyan Zongxian was the Great King Gai Tian that Zhao Fujin had mentioned before. Thinking of how he had allowed Zhao Gou's birth mother, Empress Dowager Wei, and his wife, Empress Xianjie, to serve him in the same bed, Song Qingshu was secretly furious. Though he was not from the Song Dynasty, he was a Han, and he could not help but feel the same hatred for the enemy.
"This old fart looks virtuous and respectable on the outside, but he's secretly a bunch of thieves and prostitutes. He's already so old, yet he's not afraid of getting a heart attack or a cerebral hemorrhage from playing around."
Song Qingshu's face was filled with displeasure. He looked down and saw that the person sitting next to him was, without a doubt, the Left Prime Minister, the King of Cao, and the Left Deputy Commander-In-Chief, Wanyan Zongmin. He was brothers with Wanyan Zonggan, Zong Wang, and Zong Bi, who were famous figures in the Northern Song Dynasty. But these powerful brothers had passed away one after another, so he was the one in charge of the Founding Emperor's faction. Wanyan Liang was also from the Founding Emperor's faction, so he had to respectfully call him Uncle in front of him.
But what caught Song Qingshu's attention was the Princess of Cao next to him. She looked to be in her early thirties, but her watery eyes darted around. One look and anyone could tell that she was not someone who would settle down.
"An old man with a young wife. It would be strange if there were no problems." Song Qingshu smiled and sighed with emotion. This Princess of Cao was Pucha Alan, the sister of Pucha Ahu. Compared to her, who was married to the second in command of the imperial court, Tang Kuo Bian's sister, Mrs. Tang, she could only marry an insignificant provincial governor. Although they were both from the three big families of the Jin Kingdom, Tang Kuo's family was weak.
The person sitting next to Zong Min should be the Right Prime Minister, Wanyan Zongben. Not only was his position similar to Zong Min's, but his status in the family was also similar. Zong Min was the one in charge of the Founding Emperor's faction, while Zong Ben was the one in charge of the Founding Emperor's faction.
Song Qingshu couldn't help thinking of the young girl, Wanyan Zhongjie, who was supposed to be the one in charge of the Founding Emperor's faction. Unfortunately, her grandfather, Zong Pan, was the one in charge of the Founding Emperor's faction. Unfortunately, a political struggle led to the execution of her grandfather and father, so Zong Ben became the one in charge of the Founding Emperor's faction.
Speaking of the devil, Song Qingshu was thinking of Zhongjie when he suddenly saw a beautiful head poking out from behind Zong Pan. If it wasn't Zhongjie, who could it be? Noticing Song Qingshu's gaze, the young girl fiercely glared at him, causing Song Qingshu to be puzzled. When did I offend her?
Song Qingshu was too lazy to delve into the young girl's thoughts and continued to observe the people in the hall. On the other side of the hall was an acquaintance. It was Changsheng Wang, whom Song Qingshu had met in Qiuxiang House. But when Song Qingshu glanced at him, his eyes were completely attracted to the woman next to him. Judging from her clothing, she should be Changsheng Wang's concubine, Tao Yao.
Previously, people often talked about Changsheng Wang's beauty. Even the current Jin Emperor conferred her the title of "Lady Peach Blossom". Before, Song Qingshu didn't understand why there was such a strange title. But now that he saw her in person, he immediately understood. Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were filled with affection, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, as if there was a trace of a smile hanging on her face.
Her beauty is definitely on par with Ge Bi's! Song Qingshu secretly exclaimed in admiration. But then he remembered that Ge Bi was beside him. If he kept staring at other women, wouldn't he hurt her feelings?
He turned to look at Ge Bi, but found that she wasn't paying attention to him at all. Instead, she was staring at the bonfire in the middle of the hall in a daze. The light from the fire shone on her beautiful face, making her look even more beautiful.
What's wrong with her? Song Qingshu was puzzled.
"Brother Tang Kuo, I'm really sorry!"
Song Qingshu looked up and saw Wanyan Liang and Dan Jing walking towards him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "It seems that Prince Tang Kuo's carriage is really not suitable for him."
Wanyan Liang was also a little embarrassed and said, "Hmph, I swear that I will catch that assassin and avenge Brother Tang Kuo!"
Song Qingshu secretly sneered. Avenge yourself? After all, you won't be able to sleep well if there's an assassin with high martial arts skills watching over you at all times.
"Brother Tang Kuo, this is the second time you've saved my life." A playful smile suddenly appeared on Wan Yanliang's face as he said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely keep my promise. Whenever you're ready, Brother Tang Kuo, feel free to choose."
Consort Hailing was confused and asked, "What do you mean by choose?"
Wanyan Liang smiled and said, "Nothing, just that Brother Tang Kuo can choose whatever treasures in my residence."
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