Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1258: Kneeling?
Looking at the head rolling on the ground, Song Qingshu said indifferently: "You are too overestimating your status."
The reason why I didn’t kill Wan Kyu before was because it would be too cheap to kill him directly. It’s better to let him be punished a little more; second, the timing is not ripe, Song Qingshu didn’t want to give Li Kexiu a key to the Southern Song Dynasty. An excuse for sending troops.
Now that the overall situation is settled, naturally there is no need to worry so much. Wan Kyu's favored by Wan Tao is no more than an identity, how can it affect the political decisions of the court? And it doesn't matter if it is a prostitute. Anyway, Wan Chengmao is already unable to protect himself.
Originally, Song Qingshu was so vicious when he heard of him before, and then thinking of Di Yun’s hatred, he planned to sell Wangui to the rabbit shop to serve the black uncle. He looks like a white face with fine skin and tender flesh, and he will surely become a red card. .
But the picture was too disgusting to think about, Song Qingshu thought of leaving behind such a spiteful enemy who is good at conspiracy and tricks. The ghost knows if he will have any adventures and come back for revenge. Of course he is not afraid of him because of Song Qingshu's cultivation base, but there is still There are so many beauties, you can't take them at risk.
Maybe it’s because I have watched too many movies and TV shows in my previous life, knowing that the villains often die from talking too much, so I can’t repeat the same mistakes.
"Brother Di, I am taking revenge for you." Thinking of the honest Di Yun, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sighed for a long time, "Don't worry, Wan Tushan will soon come to the ground to apologize to you. "
The signal was sent in exchange for the subordinates of Jinsheying lurking in Lin'an. Song Qingshu ordered: "Send this person’s bones to Maxipu, Xiangxi, and give it to a woman named Qi Fang, and let her bury the bones in Di Yun made atonement before his grave."
"By the way, clean up all these other people."
Several detectives from the Golden Snake Camp saluted: "Yes, Lord!" These people are shrewd and capable, and soon these people were cleaned up, and even the blood stains were wiped clean.
After this turmoil, especially considering that someone had been poked and bloodied on the bed, Song Qingshu could not sleep well, so he simply meditated on a stool beside him.
When it was about time to Yin, the officials of Honghu Temple ran to inform him that he was ready to enter the palace for an early visit. Song Qingshu noticed that one of them saw that he was safe and sound, his eyes were extremely surprised, and he looked around from time to time.
Knowing that he was the internal respondent arranged by Wan Kyu, Song Qingshu smiled slightly and didn't care. He was optimistic about it. The scene had been cleaned up. If he could really see what was going on, it would be a ghost.
Compared with this, Song Qingshu has another headache. Looking at the dark night outside the window, he can't help but malign: Now this point is replaced by the time of the previous life at around 3 in the morning. It is a human being. When sleeping soundly, the early dynasty system in ancient times was really inhumane.
(Note: This is the early dynasty system of the Ming Dynasty. This is not the case in the Song Dynasty. There will be no dynasty meeting for a few days, but for convenience, the Ming system is used uniformly.)
"When can I meet your emperor?" Song Qingshu asked.
One of the officials of Hongxun Temple hurriedly replied: "Let’s wait outside the palace first. The gate of the palace will open at about the time of Mao’s time. At that time, someone will arrange for the son to wait in a side hall and wait until the emperor summons you. , There will be eunuchs leading the son to the Jinluan Temple."
"Mao Shi?" Song Qingshu laughed angrily, wouldn't it be 5 o'clock in the morning? You have to wait two more hours to enter the palace. After entering the palace, you will wait for the emperor to be summoned. He doesn't know how long to wait. Of course he won't do it.
The officials at Honghe Temple were immediately anxious. All kinds of actions were made with love and reason. Song Qingshu was still unmoved. As a result, the group of people finally begged his father to sue his grandmother. Song Qingshu finally couldn't bear to say: "Forget it. Now, it’s not difficult for you errands, I just go ahead. But I can’t wait that long, I promise to be there before the palace gate opens."
Those people at Honghe Temple had no choice but to compromise. Then Song Qingshu took another hour to rest before walking slowly towards the palace.
At the gate of the palace, the hundreds of civil and military officials were already waiting there. The first person was Wan Chengmao, but he seemed a little absent-minded at this time, and he didn't even notice Song Qingshu's arrival.
The person next to him is wide-eyed, with his hands in the sleeve cage. The whole person has his shoulders and hunchback. The overall image is very wretched. Although Song Qingshu has never seen him, from his position, he guessed that he is right. Photograph Jun.
"Hmph, he was also involved in the Yangzhou affairs last time, and his brother Zhang Rou...even if it wasn't for himself, but also for the sake of Prince Yue." Song Qing wrote coldly, thinking about it. Suddenly a clear and unparalleled cheek appeared, and she didn't know where the dragon girl was now. Before that, Wan Tongmao knew that she was Yue Fei's orphan, and she didn't know if she was in any danger.
While he was losing his mind, Han Dongzhe waved to him: "Master Song, come here soon, I will introduce a few people to you." After all, the Golden Snake King was called out by a group of people from the rivers and lakes, not the real king. On weekdays, in private, Han Dongxun wouldn't mind calling the Golden Snake King a few times to show respect, but now that everyone is in full view, and he is in the palace, he is naturally not easy to follow the truth.
Song Qingshu didn't care about this, and walked over with a smile: "Han Xiangzao."
Han Tong nodded, first introduced Song Qingshu's identity to everyone, and then introduced the surrounding officials to Song Qingshu one by one.
Wan Tongfu finally recovered his mind at this moment, and said with a smile, "It seems that Han Xiang has a very good relationship with the King Snake."
Han Tongzhe smiled slightly and said: "If it weren't for Lord Zuoxiang's kick when he was in Yangzhou, I would have a better relationship with Song Gongzi." He had long expected Wan Tongxian to start from this aspect and simply share it directly. Come on, after all, it is a well-known thing that Yangzhou himself and Song Qingshu reached an agreement before, but directly admitting it seems to be upright and has a clear conscience, and blocked the other party after a series of actions.
Wan Tongmao's breath was suffocated. Obviously something was unexpected, and he turned to Song Qingshu with a cold snort: "The old man's grandson heard that the son came to Lin'an yesterday and came to visit you with a gift, but he has never returned. Mansion, I wonder if the son can tell me where he is?"
Song Qingshu secretly cursed shamelessly. The assassination with poison and a group of assassins can be described as visiting with gifts. If this is the case, then shamelessly chant: "Really? Why didn't I see Master Ling? Well, isn’t your Lin’an city’s public security already so bad that everyone who lives will be lost?” Although it’s not a big deal to let him know the truth, it’s said that more things are worse than less things. Song Qingshu has always been a troublesome person. Never hesitate when you can be lazy.
"You!" Wan Tuo knew that Wan Gui was mostly half-folded in his hands, but the other party insisted that he had never seen it before. He had no evidence in his hand, and there was nothing he could do if he wanted to.
"Okay, okay, the gate of the palace is already open, please, please." Jia Sidao on the side spoke. During this time, he was overwhelmed to check Jia Baoyu's whereabouts, and found that Wan Tuanzeng had adjusted this time. The army has been to the scene, and Jia Baoyu’s disappearance is probably inextricably linked to him. Now that Wan Gui is missing, he is gloating for misfortune.
"Mr Song has seen Jia Shumi." Song Qingshu was chatting with him, while having a headache, Jia Baoyu had to find a proper way to deal with it, otherwise Jia Sidao would suspect me sooner or later.
"Fortunately to meet you." Jia Sidao took a closer look at him, but couldn't see his depth, and was shocked for a while.
In this way, a group of people entered the palace with their own ghosts, the civil and military officials advanced into the Jinluan Hall, and Song Qingshu was led by the **** to a side hall to wait.
Being boring in the side hall, Song Qingshu even moved to look for Li Yuanzhi, but seeing the eunuchs who are inseparable and the guards outside the door, he still dispelled this idea. In broad daylight, the risk factor is too high. Up.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for the news to announce that he had come to the meeting. Song Qingshu sorted out his clothes, and hurried to the Jinluan Temple in a leisurely manner.
Based on his experience over the years, the dragon chair has been seated, and seeing a Southern Song emperor really can’t bring up his nervousness.
"Golden Snake King Song Qingshu, I have seen the emperor." After entering the hall, Song Qingshu began to look at the emperor who had a lot of criticism from later generations, and saw that he was white and fat, and he looked quite cute.
Song Qing wrote a strange look, thinking that he eats and drinks well all day, pampers him, and is normal. The eunuchs on TV~IndoMTL.com~ are all fattened. However, it is strange that Zhao Gou's beard grows quite luxuriantly, and the beard under his jaw may be as long as a foot.
"Isn't he already a useless person? Why is there such a strong male hormone? This beard was not deliberately put on, right." Song Qingshu was slanderous, there was a sharp shout next to him:
"Boldly, what a crime should you not kneel down after seeing the emperor!"
Song Qingshu looked back and saw that Wan Tumao was full of righteous indignation, standing there glaring at him, while Zhang Jun next to him echoed, yin and yang said in a weird manner: "I don't know how the people at Hongfu Temple taught me. , A mere grassroots should also claim to be king? You know this is a crime of treason."
Jia Sidao originally watched the theater in a good time, but when Zhang Jun brought the topic to the Hongxu Temple, he immediately stopped: "The right phase is very bad. Song Qingshu is not my great Song Dynasty citizen, but at the same time. For a party leader, whether he is called king or solitary, he naturally does not need to be subject to my Da Song etiquette." Now the officials of Honghe Temple are under the control of the Privy Council. If Zhang Jun is responsible for this crime, he will inevitably be offended. He was so embarrassed that he had just spoken for Song Qing.
Wan Tongmao sneered and said: "Master Jia's words are wrong. Song Qingshu was born in Jingzhou area of the Great Song Dynasty. His father was Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang school. As the saying goes, the ruler is the minister and the father is the son. His father is Song Yuanqiao. It’s my Da Song Zimin, so why isn’t he?"
Jia Sidao couldn't help being speechless for a while, and he didn't answer with a cold snort. Now that he had moved the focus of the topic away from Honghe Temple, he naturally didn't bother to stand off the arrow for Song Qingshu.
Han Tongxuan hurriedly signaled to Song Qingshu secretly, asking him to kneel down and shout Long Live Long Live, and give Zhao Go a step down, so that he could take the opportunity to complete the field.
Who knows that Song Qing Shuli ignored him, still standing straight in the middle of the hall, making Zhao Gou's face gradually sink.