Fragrance Stealer

"Ma'am, aren't we going to check the "42 Chapters"?" Lu Gaoxuan asked cautiously.

"Naturally, I have to investigate. I am determined to get the Zhengbai Banner "42 Chapters" in Hongli's hand, but the first task is to find out what conspiracy Hongli has against my Dragon Sect." Looking at Song Qingshu's back, Su Quan seemed to be thinking. Thinking: Wei Xiaobao brought back two scriptures before, but the rest of the scriptures are missing. I think that little slicker may have hidden one or two more. I heard that Song Qingshu handled his affairs alone. Could it be...

When the members of the Shenlong Sect were secretly spying on Song Qingshu, they didn't expect that their every move had already fallen into the eyes of the other group.

"Master Su, there are no guards around Song Qingshu now, should we do it?" The person who spoke was a young man with a dignified demeanor.

"I don't think it's right. The members of the Dragon Sect are also nearby right now, so we can't tell what they're thinking. If they intervene, we're afraid we'll miss it." A girl in a well-dressed frown said, no matter whether it's a tall figure or that The round and slender legs all show how youthful and seductive the master is. Unlike the water-like gentleness of Jiangnan women, her whole body reveals the vigorous and wild beauty of northern women.

The person they faced respectfully was a middle-aged man wearing a ghost mask. Although he couldn't see his face, the white hair between his temples made him look extremely attractive. Is it a handsome man? Man.

"Qi'er, Xian'er, you are the most outstanding masters of the younger generation of our Daliao royal family, but your experience in the rivers and lakes is still inexperienced. I brought you to Shengjing this time, so I did not mean to experience you." The ghost-faced man stood up from the couch , looked at Song Qingshu in the distance, and shook his head, "The people of the Dragon Sect are second. Our purpose is to blame Hongli. If we do it now, Hongli will naturally push it away completely, and it will not meet our expectations at all. necessary situation."

It turned out that Xiao Feng, the great king of the South Academy of Liao Kingdom, led his army to fight the Pingxi King Wu Sangui of the Qing Dynasty. Although Wu Sangui was retreating steadily, he was still a famous general after all. Although he suffered many defeats, he did not suffer any injuries.In order to cooperate with Xiao Feng's actions, the Liao court sent three masters to sneak into Shengjing secretly, intending to assassinate Kangxi's imperial envoy, and put the blame on Prince Bao Hongli, so that the conflict between the two was completely open, and Wu Sangui was no longer able to take care of it.

The young man among the three is Yeluqi, the son of King Dongdan of the Liao Kingdom, and the young girl is Yelu Nanxian, the princess of Cheng'an County. The two are the top young masters in the royal family.As for this ghost-faced man, he is the incumbent Tiyin of the most mysterious institution in the Liao Kingdom, the Great Tiyin Division.

"Then according to Lord Su, when shall we do it?" Yelu Nanxian subconsciously didn't like this mysterious man in front of him. As a member of the Yelu royal family, I don’t know why Tiyin has become a Han Chinese in this class. Even the members of the royal family, apart from knowing that his name is Su Yin and that his martial arts are unfathomable, have no idea about his background. Neither is clear.

"One word, wait." Su Yin stood with his hands behind his back, vaguely showing the demeanor of a master.

"I don't know who is better in martial arts between Mr. Su and the king of the South Courtyard." Sensing the aura on his body, Yeluqi thought to himself.

At the beginning, Xiao Feng, the great king of the Southern Academy, helped Emperor Yelu Hongji of the Liao Kingdom to pacify the rebellion of the King of Chu, and he took the head of the general from among the thousands of troops. While shocking the world, he also made the whole Liao Kingdom regard him as a hero, and Yeluqi was no exception. .But no matter how good Xiao Feng's martial arts are, he is also from the descendant Xiao family. Yeluqi, as a member of the royal family, naturally subconsciously hopes that the royal family can produce a master who can rival him.Unlike Yelu Nanxian, he knew that the first emperor was definitely not a fatuous person, and if Su Yin could be in charge of the Great Tiyin Division, then he was definitely a member of the royal family, but he didn't know why his name was a Han name.

Naturally, Song Qingshu didn't know that there were so many people plotting against him in the dark. His headache at this moment was how to save Xia Qingqing and Tian Guinong, and he was also somewhat puzzled by Zhang Zhaozhong's sudden overture.

"I'm still worried that Mr. Song is too busy to come over." Zhang Zhaozhong had already been waiting at the door, and when he saw Song Qingshu, he enthusiastically welcomed him into the room.

"Where's the theater troupe, start the performance quickly." Zhang Zhaozhong looked at the butler and ordered.

Song Qingshu was startled subconsciously, wondering if it was a trick hidden in the play, once the cup was thrown, countless killers would emerge, so he secretly calmed down and took precautions.

Zhang Zhaozhong is also a master, so he naturally noticed his change and smiled slightly: "Sir Song is so bold that he dares to go to the banquet alone, I admire, admire."

"What did Mr. Zhang say? His Excellency works under Prince Bao, and I work as an official in the palace. Speaking of which, I work for the imperial court. If you come to your Excellency's house, you will just hang out with your colleagues. How dare you not be brave?" .” Song Qingshu replied.

"Master Song's words are very true." As Hongli's confidant, Zhang Zhaozhong didn't know that the tense relationship between Kangxi and Hongli was undermined by him. Extremely exhausted, I specially found the most popular theater troupe in Shengjing City recently, you might as well relax."

"I'm used to watching all kinds of blockbuster movies in my previous life, what's so interesting about a theater troupe." Song Qingshu suddenly lost interest, he really couldn't understand why the ancients loved watching theater so much, and couldn't help feeling great sympathy in his heart, "The barren spiritual world. "

But he didn't know Zhang Zhaozhong's purpose, and he couldn't get rid of his intentions, so he had no choice but to stay the same and watch the show with him.

"How about the woman in the grandstand, Mr. Song?" Song Qingshu was not interested in watching the show, he glanced at it casually, and then began to wander away. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Zhaozhong's voice suddenly came from his ear, and he couldn't help but look up.

Only then did Song Qingshu see clearly the woman Zhang Zhaozhong mentioned. She was wearing a light yellow blouse and a light green skirt. She was 21 or [-] years old. , It's a pity to be lost in the wind and dust."

"Master Song misunderstood, she is not a brothel girl, she just took the troupe girls around to make fun of her. But since the lord has a heart of pity and beauty, the lower officials naturally have the meaning of adult beauty. Come here, please come here." Zhang Zhaozhong showed a trace Smiling, thinking that the man is not bad, he is in the prosperous place of the capital, he must be used to seeing brothel women, seeing such a woman living in the rivers and lakes, it is naturally refreshing.

Seeing that he misunderstood what he meant, Song Qingshu was about to explain, but after thinking about it, he gave up.Not long after, the woman came slowly and stood in front of the two of them, "I don't know what your lord wants."

"I've heard about Master Sang's name for a long time, and seeing her today, it's really extraordinary. I wonder if Master Sang can tell you her name?" Zhang Zhao said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't have the condescending air of a normal daughter's family, but instead replied generously: "I made my lord laugh, my family name is Sang, and my name is Feihong."

"Sang Feihong?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, his mind was confused for a while, "I have a little impression of this name, did it appear in "Book of Swords and Enmity" or "Snow Mountain Flying Fox"? Sigh, I can't remember."

"Sure enough, people live up to their names." Zhang Zhaozhong recited silently twice, then raised his head and asked, "Master Sang is running around, is it hard work?"

"My concubine relies on this craft to make a living, so I don't dare to feel hard work." Although Sang Feihong was smiling, she couldn't hide her exhaustion.

"Miss Sang, you are a family of daughters. You can't just live in the rivers and lakes like this for the rest of your life, right? It just so happened that Master Song felt admiration for the girl when he saw her. I think the girl is not young, so why don't you just marry Master Song?" To be a concubine, Mr. Song is already the deputy head of the imperial guards at a young age, and the second-rank official residence. As the saying goes, I would rather be a concubine of a hero than a wife of a mediocre person. Being a concubine for Mr. Song will not insult the girl even if I think about it .” Zhang Zhaozhong laughed.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile wryly, but he was not in a hurry to refute. Instead, he was curious to see how Sang Feihong would react.

Hearing Zhang Zhaozhong's words, Sang Feihong's expression changed. Over the years, she has encountered such "hidden rules", but this is the first time she has encountered such a blatant and direct one. Now, my concubine is free in the rivers and lakes, and has no plans to marry yet."

"Joke?" Zhang Zhaozhong's expression turned cold, "Who is joking with you?"

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I have encountered something in the past two days, today is this chapter, and it will resume normal update tomorrow, try to make up for what is owed

Chapter 2 Fourteen

Song Qingshu's heart was like a mirror, Zhang Zhaozhong was obviously trying to embarrass the other party on purpose, he was just being used as a spearman by him, and he felt a little strange when he was upset, Zhang Zhaozhong, a leader of the Xiaoqi camp, why would he target a busker.

A trace of anger flashed across Sang Feihong's face, and she scolded coquettishly: "In broad daylight, does Mr. Zhang want to stage a scene of robbing civilian girls? Sisters, pack up your things and go." After speaking, she turned and greeted the troupe A group of people packed their things and went outside.

"Want to leave?" Zhang Zhaozhong sneered for a while, and jumped in front of the other party.

"I have heard about Mr. Zhang's prestige as a fire judge for a long time, and I have the courage to learn it." Sang Feihong didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, and knew that he couldn't be kind today, so he put his mind on it, and directly attacked the opponent first, taking advantage of the situation Said, "You go out first." She also calculated clearly in her heart that her lightness kung fu has never been weak, and depending on the situation later, it is actually quite easy to fight or go.On the contrary, if these sisters under his command were left by Zhang Zhaozhong to threaten him, then he would be in a dilemma.

Song Qingshu didn't expect such a petite woman to be quite good at martial arts, she saw her moves like a mandarin duck with a crown on her head, and her kicks like a mandarin duck with its tail up.It seems that most of the kung fu in the whole body is on the legs, the legs and feet are closely linked in a chain, the upper and lower rings are integrated, and the left and right changes follow each other.

"What a mandarin duck kick!" Zhang Zhaozhong's eyes lit up. He intended to be on Sang Feihong's body, so he naturally didn't care that the rest of the troupe got away. go up.

The two fought for more than a dozen rounds, and Song Qingshu could see clearly that although Sang Feihong had exquisite legs, she was weak. She touched Zhang Zhaozhong's palm a few times, and a look of pain flashed across her face. Use more fancy fighting methods, and never face Zhang Zhaozhong head-on unless it is absolutely necessary.

If it wasn't for Zhang Zhaozhong's unwillingness to seriously injure her, Sang Feihong would have missed and been captured long ago. Song Qingshu laughed and said, "Master Zhang seems to be from the Wudang sect in terms of martial arts, and I happen to know a little bit about Tiger Claw Hands. I see Hunting Heart If you are happy, how about we exchange ideas with each other?" After finishing speaking, without waiting for his answer, he directly squeezed the Wudang tiger's claw and raised his hand, blocking it between the two.

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Sang Feihong gradually fell into a disadvantage, and was anxious in her heart. Seeing him suddenly blocking in front of her, with her left hand behind her back, she made a secret gesture of running away.

Zhang Zhaozhong was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood that the other party intended to let Sang Feihong escape, but he was not upset, instead he said with a smile: "Master Song is a top expert in the world, he can compete with him, and I dare not follow orders." With the gesture of the hand, he greeted him.

The two of you came and went, Tiger Claw Hand to Tiger Claw Hand, Wudang Cotton Palm to Wudang Cotton Palm, performed dozens of moves, both deeply admired each other's accomplishments.

"Don't fight anymore, Mr. Song is merciful, how can the lower officials not know." Zhang Zhaozhong laughed and jumped out of the battle circle.

"Master Zhang is a master of Wudang Kung Fu. I don't know which branch of Wudang Wuguan he studied under?" Song Qingshu asked suspiciously. He naturally knew that Zhang Zhaozhong was not from the direct line of Zixiao Palace. , Naturally, it cannot be taught by some small tributaries.

"Senior brother Xiaguan is the master of Tianqing Temple, Ma Zhendao." Zhang Zhaozhong didn't have any respect for his senior brother.

"It turned out to be Daoist Ma Zhen. According to seniority, Mr. Zhang is still my uncle." Song Qingshu said depressingly.

Zhang Zhaozhong laughed: "As the saying goes, those who are masters come first. It is a blessing to have a discussion with adults on the same level based on your martial arts. Besides, I have already been expelled from the school by my senior brother, so I can't be regarded as a martial artist."

"Oh?" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, "Speaking of which, we are indeed destined, we are both Wudang traitors." After speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Zhaozhong apparently didn't take the Wudang faction seriously either, and said with a smile, "Master Song, do you know why I took the initiative to borrow your sword at last night's banquet?"

"Could it be because I'm also a Wudang traitor?" Song Qingshu smiled strangely.

Zhang Zhao nodded emphatically: "That's right. Although Master Song's martial arts are high, I admire him, but I don't feel close to him. Instead, I later learned that Master Song is also a Wudang... Hehe, I felt a sense of kinship."

"This identity has really troubled me for a long time. It's rare to see a brother who is suffering." Song Qingshu put his arm around Zhang Zhaozhong's shoulder and said, "Let's not call each other Mr. Song and Mr. Zhang. From now on, I will call you Brother Zhang , you call me Brother Song, wouldn't it be better?" Song Qingshu subconsciously thought of Wei Xiaobao, and he learned the ability to call me a brother.