Taj-kis was embarrassed by Song Qingshu's words and could not resist his coaxing and pestering. After a few rounds of confrontation, she finally agreed to Song Qingshu's request.
When the two walked out of the tent, the sun was already high up in the sky. Seeing Ouyang Feng, Qiu Qianren and the others smiling at her, Taj-kis wished there was a hole in the ground to hide in.
Song Qingshu's face was thicker than the city walls. With a calm expression, he discussed the matter of the Quanzhen Sect's conferment with the two.
Although the Quanzhen Sect was unwilling to accept the Jin imperial court's conferment, Wang Chongyang and the Quanzhen Five Masters had a secret meeting for a few hours. Eventually, they agreed to accept the conferment.
Because the Third Sect Master Yin Zhiping had died, the Jin proposed that Zhang Zhiguang be appointed as the Third Sect Master. Regardless of martial arts or prestige, Zhang Zhiguang was unable to convince the masses, especially Qiu Chuji's faction. They were even more unwilling to see the position of Sect Master fall into the hands of their usual enemies. Thus, their reaction was the most intense.
It was a pity that the Jin side had several grandmaster level experts. In addition, there were three thousand elite troops stationed at the foot of Mount Zhongnan. Under the strong pressure, even if they wanted to refute, they did not have the strength to do so.
Originally, they wanted to seek help from the Quanzhen Five Masters. Unfortunately, they received instructions from Wang Chongyang and could only remain silent. In the end, Zhang Zhiguang became the Third Sect Master without any mishaps.
At this time, Zhang Zhiguang had been waiting in the military camp for a long time. Although Song Qingshu had been fooling around with Taj-kis in the tent, Zhang Zhiguang did not reveal the slightest dissatisfaction. This was because he clearly understood that the reason why he could become the Quanzhen Sect Master was because of that person in the commander's tent.
After Song Qingshu, Ouyang Feng and the others finished discussing some matters, he summoned Zhang Zhiguang into the commander's tent.
As soon as Zhang Zhiguang entered the tent, he noticed the woman standing next to Song QingShu. She had a graceful and elegant figure, and she exuded a seductive charm. For some unknown reason, her face was flushed, making her already delicate and beautiful face even more alluring. Even though Zhang Zhiguang had cultivated for dozens of years, half of his body went limp with just a glance. He thought to himself, no wonder Yin Zhiping would give up his bright future for a woman. No man could resist such a devastatingly beautiful woman.
However, he knew his place and hurriedly lowered his eyes after a single glance. He respectfully bowed to Song Qingshu and said, "Greetings, Lord Marshal."
Song Qingshu looked at the Daoist priest in front of him with a faint smile. "You're quite sensible. Since we're both smart people, I won't talk nonsense with you. Do you know why I supported a person like you, who has no prestige, and whose martial arts cannot be considered among the best in the entire Quanzhen Sect, to be the Sect Leader? "
Zhang Zhiguang hesitated and replied uncertainly, "Is it because I supported accepting the Imperial Edict?"
Song Qingshu shook his head. "That's not the main reason."
"Please enlighten me, Marshal." Zhang Zhiguang bowed again.
Song Qingshu was very satisfied with his respectful attitude. He then said, "There are many people in the Quanzhen Sect who are not willing to accept the Imperial Edict. If I had chosen someone else, it would be hard to guarantee that they wouldn't go against my wishes. But you don't have this problem."
"I chose you because you don't have enough prestige, and your martial arts are not good enough. After you become the Sect Leader, the rest of the Quanzhen Sect will not accept you. In order to stabilize your position, you can only hold onto my leg."
Zhang Zhiguang heard this and broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly said, "In the future, I will follow the Marshal's lead."
Song Qingshu secretly disliked Zhang Zhiguang's character, but at specific times, he needed this kind of person. "It's good that you have this kind of awareness. But there are some ugly words that I have to say first. I supported you not to let you be a decoration. If you can't effectively control the Quanzhen Sect, what use do I have for you?"
Zhang Zhiguang frowned. "But Martial Uncle Qiu's faction has many disciples, and they are very powerful. They have never been on good terms with me. I'm afraid …"
Song Qingshu waved his hand and interrupted him. "That's something you should think about."
Zhang Zhiguang gritted his teeth and replied, "That's right. I will think of a way. But I might need the Marshal to provide me with some help."
Song Qingshu secretly nodded. Although this person's character was not good, his ability was not bad. He knew how to borrow strength to fight. "Tell me. If it's not too excessive, I can consider it."
Zhang Zhiguang thought for a moment and said, "I want the Marshal to leave behind an expert to hold the line for me, and then …"
Song Qingshu laughed. "That's fine. I will let the Iron Palm Drifter, Chief Qiu, stay here for a while. As for the rest, it will depend on your performance."
Zhang Zhiguang was immediately overjoyed. "Thank you, Marshal!"
Watching Zhang Zhiguang's departing figure, Taitish said with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect the leader of the world's greatest sect to be ordered around by you like a dog."
Song Qingshu reached out and wrapped his arm around her soft waist. "What? Aren't you happy to see your man so impressive?"
Taitish pushed him away and said, "Don't be so smug. I'm just lamenting that the Quanzhen Sect is getting worse with each generation."
Song Qingshu nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it's getting worse with each generation."
After receiving Zhang Zhiguang, Song Qingshu went to the military camp to summon the accompanying generals for a meeting. He announced that he would travel light and take a few bodyguards with high martial arts skills to Yangzhou to pay a visit to Jiangzhe Admiral Li Kexiu. The rest of the generals would lead the main force back to Daxing Prefecture. In addition, they would be responsible for "escorting" the Quanzhen Five Masters back to the capital to "preach" to the princes.
Whether it was escorting or preaching, it was all in name. In fact, both sides knew that in reality, the Quanzhen Five Masters would be held hostage at Daxing Prefecture. If the Quanzhen Sect really submitted to the Jin imperial court in the future, the Quanzhen Five Masters would naturally be worshipped like immortals in Daxing Prefecture. If the Quanzhen Sect dared to have other ideas, the Quanzhen Five Masters' lives would be in danger.
Of course, all of this was because Wang Chongyang had obtained Song Qingshu's promise that he would guarantee the Quanzhen Five Masters' lives no matter what. He only wanted them to go to Daxing Prefecture to put on a show and shut the mouths of Song Qingshu's political enemies in the Jin imperial court.
During the course of the meeting, many people raised the issue of Song Qingshu's safety on this trip to Yangzhou. But Pucha Qiucao immediately stood up to prove that there was absolutely no issue of safety. What a joke! Wang Chongyang, who was able to defeat the Five Masters of the Central Plains and the legendary world's number one master, who in this world could possibly hurt him?
Then, Song Qingshu used the reason that now that the Jin and Qing were allies, there was no need to make a big fuss about it, lest it affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries, thus dispelling everyone's doubts.
Finally, the generals proposed to hold a grand banquet to commemorate Song Qingshu's departure. As for the prohibition of alcohol in the military camp, that was only a rule. Rules were dead, but people were alive. Now that Song Qingshu had disguised himself as Tang Kuo Bian, the Minister of Defense and the Commander-In-Chief, he was a person who stood above tens of thousands of people in the Jin Kingdom. At the same time, he was also a new official. All the generals looked forward to fawning on him, who would care about the issue of alcohol?
Song Qingshu also had the intention to mingle with these middle-level officers and naturally would not let them down.
At the banquet, a group of people took turns to toast Song Qingshu. Relying on his profound internal energy, Song Qingshu did not refuse anyone. The atmosphere was extremely lively.
Pucha Qiucao, on the other hand, was dejected because of what happened in the ancient tomb. How could she be interested in fooling around with this group of men? After a few social engagements, she took her leave. Not long after she came out of the tent, she was intercepted by Taitish.
"What are you trying to do?" Pucha Qiucao looked at the other party with a guarded expression. Even though she did not have a good impression of this woman, she had to admit that the woman before her was a dazzling beauty. Her peerless elegance was not the slightest bit inferior to that of Xiao Long Nu who had stunned all the men in the Three Pristines Palace yesterday.
Moreover, compared to Xiao Longnu's aloof temperament, Taitish had almond-shaped eyes and peach-cheeks, a naturally bewitching beauty. Every frown and smile of hers was enough to make any man blush.
"What do you think I am looking for you for? Have you forgotten our bet so quickly?" Taitish said with a smile.
Pucha Qiucao's expression darkened. Because of Yang Guo's matter, she had forgotten about the bet. Hearing her words, she replied snappily, "Of course I remember."
Taitish's expression turned cold, "Is this the attitude a servant girl should have?"
Pucha Qiucao's breathing quickened, her expression fluctuating. Taitish snorted, "What? You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it?"
"Who says I don't dare?" Pucha Qiucao had a belly full of anger because of Yang Guo's matter. Hearing her words, she retorted angrily, "If you want to be a servant girl, then be a servant girl. What's so great about that?"
Taitish stretched her waist exaggeratedly, revealing the magnificent curves of her chest, "Then give me a back massage. Aiyo, I don't know what's going on these past two days, but my whole body feels sore and weak. It just so happens that I need a servant girl to massage my shoulders and back."
"Alright, I will massage you." Pucha Qiucao said through gritted teeth. Looking at the other party's exaggerated curves, she cursed in her heart, 'This vixen sure has a lot of capital. No wonder she was able to seduce Tang Kuo Bian into tormenting her in the commander's tent for an entire day and night. Now that the entire camp knows about it, it would be strange if her back isn't sore.'
Taitish, however, dodged to the side, causing Pucha Qiucao's ill-intentioned fingers to miss. "Is there a servant girl who massages her master's back in public?"
Pucha Qiucao frowned, "Then where do you want to go?"
"My tent, of course." Pucha Qiucao didn't notice the craftiness that flashed across Taitish's eyes when she spoke.
"Alright." Pucha Qiucao didn't suspect anything. After all, the other party was a woman. Of course, if the other party was a man, she would rather bear the reputation of not daring to admit her actions than go to his tent in the middle of the night.
Right now, Pucha Qiucao only wanted to deal with Taitish as soon as possible and return to rest.
As if reading her mind, Taitish's lips curled into a cold smile, 'Hmph, I'll let you have a good sleep later.'
Following Taitish into her tent, Pucha Qiucao looked at the neatly laid out bedding. 'You're really deceiving yourself. Who doesn't know that you're summoned by Tang Kuo Bian to serve him in bed every day? Why would you stay here?'
"Lie down by yourself, I'll give you a massage." Pucha Qiucao kicked the foot of the bed. 'Hmph, although I agreed to be your servant girl, I never said I'd be a docile servant girl.'
"Alright!" Contrary to her expectations, Taitish didn't mind her attitude. Instead, she obediently laid down on the bed. "Here, and here, give me a good massage."
Seeing the other party ordering her around like a servant girl, Pucha Qiucao was enraged. 'I'll seal your acupoints later. If I don't punish you properly, how can I vent my anger?'
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