Flower Stealing Master Chapter 499: Undercurrent surging
Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he thanked him: "With the help of King Xiao, then I will be more sure about it."
Xiao Feng smiled slightly. Liao was sandwiched between Jin and Qing. Its form was precarious. In recent years, under his own leadership, the Liao State has shown signs of rejuvenation, but its national strength is too far apart from Jin and Qing. It is a blessing to protect, and it is really unable to regain lost ground.
This time, the Manchu Qing army crusades against the Golden Snake Camp, Xiao Feng is naturally unwilling to sit idly by, so he quietly went south to the Golden Snake Camp. His first idea was to protect the Golden Snake Camp from being wiped out by the Qing army. Now he sees Song Qing Shuheng. When Kong was born and became the new Golden Snake King, Xiao Feng was keenly aware of the opportunity. Maybe this time he could make the Manchu dying.
It’s just that the Liao Kingdom is now truce with the Manchus, in fact, it is more precisely with Wu Sangui, but Xiao Feng is still ¢↙an¢↙¢↙Roba, .≈vo It’s not convenient to help Song Qingshu as the king of the South Court. , So he declared that he would only participate in the war in his own name, so Song Qingshu would naturally not mind.
"I don't know if Si Niangzi would like to help?" Seeing that Yang Miaozhen still hadn't left at this time, Song Qingshu felt more sure. It's just that she is a woman, so she can't let her take the initiative to open up and post, because the face she should give is still to be given.
Sure enough, Yang Miaozhen smiled slightly, did not reject his invitation but did not agree: "I don't know what benefits I can do to help?"
Song Qingshu showed a shy expression of embarrassment: "If Si Niangzi doesn't mind, I can pay the debt."
Rao is Yang Miaozhen used to see all kinds of arrogant people molesting him, but still a little cheeky that can't hold Song Qingshu, his face is slightly red, and he hurriedly said: "Who cares about your meat, as long as you promise to do something for me in the future , I will stay and help you once."
"It's this kind of drama again. The debt of favor is not so easy to owe." To Yang Miaozhen's expectation, Song Qingshu did not rush to agree, but asked, "I wonder how many people did the Si Niangzi bring this time? "
"Three hundred people." Yang Miaozhen looked proud, "Although there are not many people, they are all the most elite fighters in the Red Coat Army."
"Three hundred people are about to exchange my favor. This business is a bit of a loss," Seeing Yang Miaozhen's willow eyebrows erect, Song Qingshu's conversation turned, "But even if there are only four women, you can still deserve this favor. Okay, Deal!"
Yang Miaozhen was angry in his heart, and he was about to turn around and leave. When he heard the compliment in the second half of his sentence, his face only eased a little, and he couldn't help but snorted to express his dissatisfaction.
Song Qingshu secretly smiled bitterly. To tell the truth, he was really unwilling to owe favors casually. In the original book of Yitian Slaughter the Dragon, Zhang Wuji owes three favors to Zhao Min, almost not being played to death by the other party...
It’s just that now he suddenly became the leader of the Golden Snake camp like an airborne soldier, and the heads of each mountain are full of ghosts. Although he is not alone, he is not much better. Naturally, he has to make full use of all available forces.
Seeing so much support, Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting looked at each other and were very pleased. Suddenly they noticed that Huang Rong had been standing aside with a smile but not a smile. Zhang Songxi's heart moved, if he could get the help of Zhuge from this female middle school, then Qing Shu I'm afraid I'll be more sure after this disaster, so I took the initiative to ask, "I wonder if Mrs. Guo can stay and help?"
"This..." Huang Rong looked embarrassed. After all, the two had reported such a big scandal before. If they stay here to help him again, they will not be able to tell what it is that it will be unsound if it is spread to the rivers and lakes.
"Ms. Wisdom is unparalleled, if Song can stay to help, Song is really grateful." Song Qingshu came to her sincerely.
Huang Rong keenly noticed that Song Qingshu's questioning of her was a little different from asking Yang Miaozhen's words. Inquiring Yang Miaozhen's question was whether she wanted to stay, but asking herself was a sincere invitation. It was clear at a glance who was more important to him.
Actually, according to Huang Rong's original personality, at this time, she had to take the opportunity to threaten her and squeeze some benefits, but now she has become a respected Mrs. Guo, and she always has to take care of her face.
Yang Miaozhen was originally a female thief, and no one would be surprised if you talk to him about the conditions, but if you also talk about the conditions at this time, it would be great...
Huang Rong was depressed. In fact, with her ingenuity, it is very easy to find a reason for rejection, and she will not be made irresponsible by other sects, such as Song Qingshu who killed the elders of the Beggar Gang. She is a Beggar Gang. The former gang leader must not chill the hearts of the gang; or the Southern Song Dynasty has signed an alliance agreement with the Manchu and Qing Dynasty, and his identity is sensitive. If this leads to the renewed war between the two countries, it is really hard to blame...
In an instant, Huang Rong flashed several different reasons for refusal, but in the end, she nodded: "Now the north is different... well, the Qing Dynasty is ravaging the Central Plains. We Han should have watched and helped each other. , The concubine has her own responsibility."
She originally intended to say that the northern aliens were raging in the Central Plains, but only halfway through her words did she keenly realize that there were Xiao Feng and his party in the field, and she quickly changed her words midway, but Xiao Feng was originally an open-minded person, and she smiled slightly and did not care.
"Thank you Madam for your love!" Song Qingshu was overjoyed immediately.
What is love?
Huang Rong had a weird face, always feeling that the other party had deliberately used such an ambiguous word, but seeing that he had a righteous expression and the others had no reaction, Huang Rong felt that she might have thought too much.
Just as Huang Rong was suffering from gains and losses~IndoMTL.com~Song Qingshu invited them, as well as the heads of Jinsheying hilltops, to the hall to discuss matters.
"This time I mainly want to listen to everyone's opinions and see how to deal with the encirclement and suppression of the Manchu Qing court." Song Qingshu was a little excited when sitting on the chair in the discussion hall, but soon he lost his laughter, and even Long Chair sat down by himself. However, such a chair is nothing.
Hearing Song Qingshu's inquiry, the people who stayed behind to help the boxing were thoughtful, and did not rush to express their opinions. The heads of the Jinsheying hilltops were not sure what Song Qingshu meant, and they dared not speak for a while.
Thinking that he had long been loyal to the left leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Meng Bofei understood that he had to do something. Song Qingshu could not really let Song Qingshu completely conquer the mountains.
Meng Bofei has always been willing to give good, and he is quite famous in the arena. He is not afraid of Song Qingshu's sudden difficulties, so he coughed and said loudly:
"I think we should follow the old rules, divide the troops into parts, and hide in the mountains. Although the army of Tarts is powerful, it consumes countless money and food from the Tartar court every day. They will withdraw their troops after a long time... "
Huang Rong on the side frowned slightly. Although Meng Bofei said it was not unreasonable, he didn't have the slightest respect in his tone. Obviously, he did not put Song Qingshu, the new boss in his eyes, and moved out of the previous rules everywhere. Obviously it was deliberately told to Song Qingshu, a latecomer.
Huang Rong couldn't help but glanced at Song Qingshu worriedly, worried that he would not agree with him and chose to do it. After all, it was not impossible to deal with Master Shili with his previous methods.
But Meng Bofei has always had a good reputation, and what he said is reasonable. If Song Qingshu had resorted to violent suppression, the heads of the other hills of Jinsheying would have a sense of sorrow for the death of rabbits and foxes, and he might not be the golden snake king by then.
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