Fragrance Stealer

Jia Sidao continued to look at Song Qingshu: "You are a smart person, you should be clear about what fate awaits a courtier when his achievements are so high that he can't be rewarded."

Zhao Gou finally came to his senses at this time, and shouted: "Don't Jia thief want to sow discord, Song Aiqing is my brother-in-law, and they are a family, so they are different from ordinary courtiers."

Jia Sidao gave him a blank look, thinking that these words are more or less deceiving a three-year-old child, even though he is not an old fox in the field, how could he believe these words.

Seeing that Song Qingshu was silent, he continued: "Actually, this is not a request, more precisely, it is a transaction."

"Oh? I would like to hear the details." Song Qingshu asked curiously.

Jia Sidao waved his hand: "Come closer, our conversation is best not to be known by others."

Song Qingshu frowned, and Jia Sidao smiled bitterly: "I am like this now, are you still afraid that I will plot against you? If I can mobilize my internal strength, I will pass the sound transmission into the secret, why bother."

Song Qingshu nodded and walked to his side, but he didn't relax his vigilance.

Jia Sidao lowered his voice and said, "I can roughly guess what your next plan is, but I advise you not to disclose that I am in charge of this trip to Wudang."

"Why?" Song Qingshu didn't understand why he was still so composed.

Jia Sidao smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Dong Zhuo was killed at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and Wang Situ wanted to kill them all. In the end, Xiliang soldiers rushed to attack the capital, and finally the capital fell and the world fell apart. Presumably you don't want to repeat the same mistakes, right? ?”

Song Qingshu was slightly moved, and understood his subtext. Now Jia Sidao is defeated, but the strength of the Jia Group is still there. After decades of his management, his disciples and old officials are all over the court. If he learns that Jia Sidao is rebelling If you fail and get killed, everyone is absolutely in danger, and the whole situation will explode if there is a little spark.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that the four major families are connected with each other and are related to each other by marriage. Can they think of a way to protect themselves?There are also the Lu brothers, who have been running Xiangyang for so many years, and they control one of the three major military regions of the imperial court. If they are desperate, they don't need to think about whether they will kill or rebel.

Not to mention that Jia Sidao has been running the Privy Council for so many years. I don’t know how many people in the army are related to him. There are definitely many people like Liu Yi. Even if the court makes an exception, how can they not be suspicious?Once used by someone with a heart, the whole country will immediately fall into pieces.

Song Qingshu didn't want to get a divided country after spending so much effort.

At this time, Jia Sidao continued: "There is no personal enmity between you and me. What good is it to define me as treason against you? On the contrary, you can maximize your interests by preserving my reputation."

Song Qingshu said with emotion: "I admire you a little bit. Even at this point, you can still find a way to preserve your reputation and family to the greatest extent." He couldn't help but think carefully.

Hearing what he said, Jia Sidao was completely at ease: "Hahaha, so I can go with peace of mind." Immediately looking at the emperor in the distance, he shouted: "Zhao Gou, although Jia was defeated, he was also defeated." It's not that I lost to you, my life, except myself, no one can take it away."

After speaking, mustering up the last of his true energy, he slapped his forehead with a palm, and the curtain call for a generation of heroes.

Chapter 2018 Let me inhale and try?

"Amitabha." Seeing Jia Sidao committing suicide, the wine fighting monk clasped his hands together. This time the matter finally came to an end, but why did it end so bleakly? Although Jia Sidao suffered a crushing defeat, did he win?

Although he saved his life with a secret method, he was injured too badly, and he might have no hope of recovering to his former state for the rest of his life.

"Dog thief, it's really cheap for you to die like this!" Zhao Gou gritted his teeth with hatred, thinking that if it wasn't for the other party, he wouldn't be in danger. Such a useless person, he gave out more energy than he took in, and made up his mind that after returning to the capital, he must be crushed and ashes, and then the Jia family will be implicated in the nine clans.

On the other side, Song Qingshu was silent, Jia Sidao committed suicide, on the one hand, he did not want to be humiliated by others, and on the other hand, it was for the future of the Jia family.

He knew he was going to die, but if he died in the hands of Song Qingshu and word got out, the Jia family and Song Qingshu would have an inextricable enmity, which would be detrimental to the Jia family. Revenge, Song Qingshu didn't have to worry about it, because it made him want to kill the weeds.

"Worthy of being a hero of the generation." Song Qingshu felt a little admiration, and when he was at the end of his life, he managed to arrange the funeral so properly in such a short period of time.

But now is not the time to think about this, his attention was quickly attracted by the Sunflower Patriarch and Dongfang Muxue who were fighting at the side.

Although the two practiced the same martial arts, there were obvious differences when they fought against each other. Dongfang Muxue's movement was like a ghost, and Sunflower Patriarch's identity was also very fast, but the difference lay in the aura in him that seemed to come from the ghost. The breath of death has faded a lot now, and even the same move has become upright, with a kind of grace and luxury.

I saw that every time he made a move, there seemed to be a strange airflow lingering all over his body, and he could vaguely see that it seemed to be in the shape of a dragon.

"Dragon Qi really exists?" Song Qingshu couldn't stop talking, it was obviously the Sunflower Book, but now he made it look like King Xiao's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the TV series.

After all, Dongfang Muxue was much younger than Sunflower Patriarch. Although his talent was high enough, it was difficult to make up for the gap of a hundred years. At the beginning, he was [-]-[-], but now he has less offense and more defense, and is obviously at a disadvantage.

Song Qingshu was worried that something might happen to her, so he took a step forward, intending to help her.

At this time, Patriarch Sunflower suddenly jumped out of the battle circle and waved to Dongfang Muxue: "No more fights, no more fights."

Dongfang Muxue's chest kept rising and falling. It was obvious that the fight just now put her under a lot of pressure. She also admired the progress of the other party's martial arts in her heart, so it was difficult to say anything out of the scene.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and stopped: "Why did the ancestor stop?"

Patriarch Sunflower curled her lips, and glanced at the half-dead Huang Chang and the others in the distance: "You guys clearly want to fight two against one, Patriarch, I don't want to be like them." He didn't want the boat to capsize in the gutter and fall here.

"I'm afraid this can't be up to the ancestor." Song Qingshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he has consumed too much, he may not be able to win the opponent with Dongfang Muxue. If he barely wins, the two must pay a very heavy price. , some people may perish.

It's just that although he also has the intention of stopping the fight, he doesn't show the slightest hint of tone, so as not to be seen by the other party as false and true, and make Sunflower Patriarch feel that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it, which will be troublesome.

The sunflower patriarch laughed a few times: "Speaking of which, we are all old friends. With the old friendship, how can we really fight."

Song Qingshu rolled his eyes: "That's not what the ancestor said just now."

Patriarch Sunflower stared depressedly at Jia Si, who was lying on the ground, and said, "I was invited by him. Before that, of course, I wanted to be loyal. Now that my employer is dead, what else can I do?"

Song Qingshu smiled: "The ancestor is sincere."

Sunflower Patriarch laughed and said: "Patriarch himself doesn't remember how many years he has lived. He knows that longevity is not easy to come by, and now he cherishes his life the most. I don't care about other nonsensical things."

Song Qingshu couldn't help asking: "I'm curious, how could Jia Sidao ask you to help?"

Patriarch Sunflower curled his lips: "Didn't I tell you before that I don't know why the Manqing dragon veins dissipate so fast, I have no choice but to find other dragon veins. How can you not be tempted?"

Song Qing's expression was strange, and he thought that the dissipation of the Manqing dragon's veins was probably caused by himself: "Where does the ancestor plan to go next? Do you continue to return to the dragon's veins?"

Patriarch Sunflower glanced at Zhao Gou and others in the distance, leaned over and said in a low voice, "I plan to go to Gong County, Henan Province."

"Gong County, Henan Province?" Song Qingshu was stunned, wondering what to do in this place, and suddenly he remembered that this place is where the Northern Song Dynasty Imperial Tomb is located!

"It's just that during the Jingkang period, the imperial tombs of the Northern Song Dynasty were probably almost looted by the Jin people, and I don't know if there are any dragon veins left." Sunflower Patriarch frowned, "If I can't find it, I might go to the mountains Yin, I don’t believe there is no one named Jia, I still can’t find the dragon vein, hehe.”

Song Qingshu was crowned King of Qi in the Southern Song Dynasty, and he was still fascinated by some important events in the court. Zhao Gou had chosen Zangong Mountain, Fusheng Town, Shanyin, as the address of the Southern Song Dynasty imperial mausoleum... It was clear at a glance what the ancestor Sunflower was doing there. Hey, it's really a show.

"Huh?" Patriarch Sunflower seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and kept looking up and down at Song Qingshu who was nearby.

"What are you looking at?" Although Song Qingshu was so bold, he couldn't help feeling a little horrified when an old eunuch kept looking at him with such eyes.

"It's weird." Patriarch Sunflower rested his chin on his hand, muttering something.

Song Qingshu took a step back nervously: "Beforehand, I don't like men."

"Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory," Sunflower Patriarch scolded shrilly and angrily, "Patriarch, let alone men, I don't even like women!"

Song Qingshu was at a loss for words for a while, but the other party's words were so reasonable that he couldn't refute them.

Sunflower Patriarch paused for a moment, and then continued to express the doubts in his heart: "When I saw you in the Qing Palace before, you were full of peach blossoms that Patriarch didn't like, but this time you have a faint The existence of dragon energy, but you are obviously not the emperor, could it be that I misunderstood it?"

"Dragon Qi?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, wondering if it was because he pretended to be the emperor in several countries, so he appeared?

Patriarch Sunflower shook his head: "No, that's not right, it's a bit different from the real dragon's spirit, it's not as mellow, why don't you let me inhale it?"

Song Qingshu's hair was covered with black lines: "Get lost!"