Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1987: Strong smell of gunpowder

? Song Qingshu chuckled: "It's not because you can trust your ability. Knowing that you guard Yangzhou, Xia Quan couldn't beat it at all. As expected, you still caught him and Liu Qing and passed away in a flash. A flaw, sent troops to beat him to disgrace."

"You don't have to wear a high hat for me," Zhou Zhiruo said irritably, "I don't think I dare to sleep during this period. When I came back to help, I ran to have fun with other women."

Song Qingshu has a black line: "I went to the Red Coat Army to help, right?"

"Really," Zhou Zhiruo said more and more angry, "I don't believe that your dignified Prince Song came back to sit in town, Liu Yan dare to be so presumptuous? Xia Quan, the mob, saw you in Yangzhou City, and Where would you dare to attack?" She didn't lie. Song Qingshu's martial arts and several big victories on the battlefield over the past few years were all mega-powers. With him here, Xia Quan might not dare to attack.

Song Qingshu had no choice but to explain: "But once Xia Quan retreats into the mountains and forests, where can we catch him? It's impossible to guard against thieves all day long. I thought it would be better to stop boiling from boiling water than to draw salaries from the bottom of the tank, so I went to Hong Kong. The jacket army is to solve this problem in one fell swoop." While talking, he pointed to the valley, "No, now Xia Quan is dead, and Liu Yan is dead. Their troops can still be incorporated by us. You can count it in one fell swoop."

Zhou Zhiruo knew that he was right, but seeing Yang Miaozhen’s heroic appearance in the valley was like a blooming rose, she was so charming that it attracted the eyes of all men, and she felt a little bit savory: "You can’t keep Do you stay in Yangzhou? Then Xia Quan will never come here, and you can always stay with me."

Hearing the faint resentment in her words, Song Qingshu thought of getting together with her during these days and knowing that he was a little incompetent, so he shut his mouth wisely and stopped adding fuel to the fire.

Zhou Zhiruo vented the backlog of dissatisfaction during this period of time. The whole person was much more relaxed, and he didn't want to get tangled in this. He quickly cleared up his emotions and returned his attention to the battlefield in the valley.

Seeing Yang Miaozhen riding a horse back and forth and berating Xia Quan's surrender, the bright red cloak hunting in the wind, setting off the whole person like a **** of war, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help sighing: "I have to admit, you pick a woman. His vision is really good."

Song Qingshu opened her mouth, subconsciously trying to explain the relationship between the two, but various scenes of that night appeared in her mind, she couldn't help closing her mouth, as if there was nothing to explain...

At the top of the mountain, when Zhou Zhiruo was looking at the other party last year, Yang Miaozhen was also looking at her, seeing her standing on the top of the mountain, the mountain breeze was blowing her dress, and it seemed that her delicate body was shaking and she couldn't help it. Secretly wondering in my heart: really a stunning beauty that I see pity, just look too thin and weak.

However, thinking that the opponent seems to have won the world's number one title in the martial arts, and not long ago, she defeated Xia Quan with less shots and more, but I didn't dare to underestimate the opponent. I thought to myself: People like this are the little fairies that come out of the paintings. What kind of women are like you who mix with men all day long. If I were a man, I would prefer her style.

Thinking of this, I felt annoyed, and my hands became more and more unrelenting. Those who were still stubbornly resisted, one after another.

She fell to the ground with a shot, frightened by her aura, other people who were still a little resistant also threw away their weapons one after another.

Looking at the situation in the valley, Zhou Zhiruo on the mountain suddenly said: "She will follow me in the future, don't give her to Ah Jiu."

"Huh?" Song Qingshu didn't react for a while, what did the other party mean?

Seeing his stunned appearance, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but blush, and explained in a low voice: "A Jiu has Qingqing to help her, the whole team of the Golden Snake Camp, and many generals from Qianming, Lian Liao The people who came to SDIC were also arranged by you. It’s like I’m alone here. There used to be Zhao Min, the vixen who helped me, but then you even took her away..."

The more Song Qingshu listened to, the stronger the smile on her face. Although she said a bit of truth, there was no one in Yangzhou to help her, but she relied on Li Kexiu’s team and those local officials in the Qing Dynasty, plus Emei. The manpower sent can barely cope with the situation here. Most of the reason she complained was because of a sense of crisis.

You need to know that Ah Jiu is a princess, and Jin Snake Camp is the root of her own power. It is not so easy for her to sit firmly in the palace. Naturally, she will try her best to draw in all the power that can be drawn.

Seeing the smile at the corner of his mouth, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly became a little angry: "What a smile!"

"Ahem, it's not bad for you to want her, but her hot temperament, I said it doesn't count, you have to attract her by your own charm." Song Qingshu didn't think there was anything wrong with her idea. If there is nothing to argue about, it would be too fake. He doesn't like his woman to live with a mask, so that she is tired and feels fake.

"If you leave her with me for a period of time, I can naturally have a good relationship with her." A confident look flashed across Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face.

"Go, go, stay with you." Song Qingshu has no doubts. She was sent to the Emei school when she was very young, and she soon gained the love of her master and a group of teachers and sisters—of course, Ding Minjun Such a petty and jealous woman is an exception.

"By the way, where did you take Zhao Min?" Zhou Zhiruo asked suddenly.

"Uh," Song Qingshu couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that these two people are really natural enemies, and they will never forget each other at any time. "She went to Liao State with me first, and recently returned to Ruyang Palace. She was a little worried about her. Dad."

"Back to Mongolia?" Zhou Zhiruo had a wonderful face, and finally said bitterly, "In the end it was cheaper for her."

"What's cheap?" Song Qingshu was confused.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a faint smile: "The person surnamed Zhao knows so many secrets about you, and if you confess a little, your layout will fall short in these years, and you let her go back to Mongolia, which only means that she has become I lost my own people."

Song Qingshu's old face became hot, and he could only pretend to be crazy and stupid: "It's not what you think."

Zhou Zhiruo didn't believe his excuses at all, and couldn't help but sigh quietly: "I didn't expect that what Zhang Wuji didn't even do back then will eventually let you get what you wanted."

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little proud: "That is his own indecision. If he is a little domineering, it is not impossible to do it

. "In the original work, Zhang Wuji once had a dream of marrying him with all four beauties, but he only dared to yell at it, never dared to put it into practice.

"Why don't people be as rascal as you?" Zhou Zhiruo gave him a blank look, but couldn't help but recall the old things, and moved a bit sadly: "Brother Wuji is a good man. I have a chance to help kill him in the future. Mingzun."

Song Qingshu nodded: "Okay."

Zhou Zhiruo seemed to think of something happy, and her whole face suddenly glowed: "By the way, next time I see someone surnamed Zhao, let her kneel and serve me tea and call my sister respectfully."

Song Qingshu's breath suffocated: "Well, tell her yourself." In fact, according to the ethics of this world, Zhou Zhiruo is an eldest woman, this kind of request is not excessive, but you don't have to think about it and know that Zhao Min is absolutely impossible. Agreed.

"Huh, she can't beat me anyway." Zhou Zhiruo was a little proud, and imagined the scene of the other party calling her sister for tea with a sad face, and she was immediately happy. If it weren't for the lack of skills, she might be right away. I went to Mongolia to find each other.

Song Qingshu wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, wondering why Zhao Min had to pester me to teach her martial arts before, thinking that she had been guarded against her for a long time.

"No, I have to go down to **** people, or wait a while for Xia Quan's people to be subdued by Yang Miaozhen." Zhou Zhiruo frowned and realized a problem. She had heard of Yang Miaozhen's reputation. If she let her There are tens of thousands of new forces under his hand, and whoever will pull it will be uncertain.

Song Qingshu rolled his eyes, thinking that Liu Yan's 30,000 army hasn't been digested yet, and you are eager to grab Xia Quan's men? However, because of Tianbo's Yang Mansion, he also didn't want Yang Miaozhen to command too many people, so he didn't stop it.

Zhou Zhiruo came prepared for this trip, and Yangzhou is a regular army after all, and the personnel organization is much more complete than the Red Coat Army, so the final result of the surrender is much more than Yang Miaozhen.

The main purpose of Yang Miaozhen's trip was to take revenge. In addition, she had agreed on this aspect before, so she raised her eyebrows and said nothing about it.

On the contrary, the woman in the yellow shirt is a little bit overwhelmed~IndoMTL.com~ Whether she is the Princess of Song Dynasty or the adopted daughter of the Tianbo Yang Mansion, the first consideration is the court. In her opinion, the Red Coat Army is the original It was a rebel army that could be used by Song Qingshu in the future, but now it became Song Qingshu's private army, she was naturally a little dissatisfied.

"Big Brother Song, you agreed to let the soldiers under Liu Wei's hands go back to China, but now they are all left in Yangzhou. Now even the people from the Red Coat Army are going to grab them? Many troops, who do you want to fight in the future?" The yellow-shirted woman's gaze was as real as she stared at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu hasn’t answered yet, but Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, “Who am I? Isn’t this the fairy who carries a bunch of maids playing flute and playing piano and spreading petals all day long? Before, things on the rivers and lakes were to be taken care of, but now even the country I also have to intervene in major events, and I can't help but become a bit tacky."

Hearing her words with guns and sticks, if she used to be a yellow shirt woman, she might have laughed, but she was in a bad mood today, plus seeing her snuggling next to Song Qingshu's affection, she felt inexplicably irritable, no After holding back, he sneered at each other: "Who am I, I turned out to be the defeated enemy of the past."

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