Nalanchu glanced sideways at the smiling Baozi, and sighed to himself that I will teach you how to pick up girls someday, so that you will not be like a boring gourd, and girls will run away even if they are in front of you.
Baozi lowered his head and whispered at Nalanchu's signal, "You know, is your father's martial arts as good as Uncle Hu's?"
Nalanchu couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.
Is this what Pao Meizi should say?
Fortunately, the person speaking was still his son.
The words have been spoken and are as hard to take back as water.
Nalan Chu immediately looked at Song Zhizhi's expression, and saw Song Zhizhi say without thinking, "Of course my dad is great."
Baozi smiled and hummed, and responded: "I also think your father is very powerful, but Uncle Hu is also very powerful.
How about one day your father recovers from his injury and competes with Uncle Hu?"
Nalanchu breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Baozi didn't argue with Song Zhizhi about how powerful Meng Yue was at this time. about competition Nalanchu couldn't help but look at Baozi.
He was indeed Meng Yue's son.
He seemed shy at a young age, but he was quite calculating in his heart.
Two adults are competing to see if the children can stay together.
Nalanchu was deeply proud of his son.
But Song Zhizhi thought about it for a while, and wanted to agree but hesitated to say it as if he was worried.
Nalanchu asked: "You know what's going on, wouldn't it be good for your father to compete in martial arts with Uncle Hu?
Song Qing is so powerful, and he will definitely be even more powerful if he competes with Uncle Hu."
Song knew but lowered his head and whispered: "Dad said that you should not be greedy for pleasure because of competitions on weekdays.
Martial arts is for self-defense, not for competition.
If you know that you agree today, dad will be unhappy."
"I see."
Nalanchu looked at his son with some sympathy.
It seems that the martial arts competition will not work.
Meng Tianhao slowly lowered his head, but at the next moment his eyes lit up and he raised his eyes and said, "I know, what books do you like to read?"
Song Zhizhi said: "Travel notes from various countries, history books, and autobiographies of famous people are all pretty good."
Song Qing is a modern woman, and her method of raising her daughter is different from that of ancient people.
The books that girls read in ancient times usually contained models such as the Three Obediences and the Four Virtues, etc., but Song Qing did not pay attention to these.
Instead, he looked at Song Zhizhi's vision of the entire world and raised Song Zhizhi as a man.
As for Meng Tianhao, Meng Yue often taught him hand-in-hand.
Although he was only three years old, the knowledge he had learned was not comparable to that of his peers.
Song knew something about the books he mentioned, and it could even be said that he liked to read them.
Meng Tianhao blushed slightly and said, "I know, I also like to read these books."
Song Zhizhi didn't say anything, just nodded and turned his attention to the chessboard.
Nalanchu wanted to talk to his son again, but at this time, he heard a voice coming from the pavilion.
"Young Master Hu and Song Qing, you two are very elegant."
As soon as Nalanchu turned around, he saw an evil man walking towards him.
He had a confident smile on his face and a hint of unruliness.
Judging from the look and attitude of Jiangling Yufu who was following behind him, it was not difficult to guess who he was. identity.
Nalanchu knew that this was King Qi.
Ya's looks really good.
To be honest, King Qi's face is not the same as Meng Yue's, but it is just as tempting as Meng Yue's.
Monsters, all monsters When King Qi came, Song Qing stood up and called the prince respectfully and politely.
Meng Yue gave a symbolic greeting, but did not get up.
"Master Hu, should I call you this?"
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King Qi sat down where Song Qing was, and Song Qing moved to the other side.
He glanced sideways at Song Qing, and then looked at Meng Yue with an unknown meaning in his eyes.
Song Qing actually played against Hu Huofeng.
King Qi remembered what Yu Fu said yesterday that Song Qing had fought side by side with Hu Huofeng.
Meng Yue curled her lips and said, "You can call me whatever the King of Qi likes."
King Qi smiled softly, but did not say much.
He pointed at the chess pieces on the chessboard and asked Song Qing, "I wonder how happy you and Mr.
Hu are playing this chess piece?"
Song Qing was a little confused about what King Qi meant, and felt vaguely that there was anger in King Qi's chest, but she didn't know why he was angry.
Song Qing didn't know why, so he just said: "Fortunately, Mr.
Hu is very good at chess, and Song Qing's careful consideration is a little better."
"Oh, yes, I remember that your chess skills are extraordinary.
Today, you are not as good as Mr.
Hu.
Could it be that you intend to give in?"
King Qi said lightly.
Song Qing frowned slightly.
King Qi had a seizure today, right?
She didn't want to answer King Qi's rude words, but when she thought about doing things under others' hands, she couldn't raise her head, couldn't straighten her back, and couldn't just rely on her own will in everything.
Song Qing paused, lowered his head and said, "Song Qing did not give in."
King Qi's eyes flashed.
Of course he knew that Song Qing had not given in, but he felt unhappy when he thought of Song Qing playing chess with Meng Yue.
But seeing how cautious Song Qing was standing next to him, King Qi felt even more unhappy.
He waved his hand to Song Qing and motioned for her to stand aside so as not to be upset.
Later, King Qi said to Meng Yue: "Since Song Qing said that your chess skills are extraordinary, I will come here today to ask for advice.
Mr.
Hu, I hope your chess skills will not be as hidden as your identity."
"If King Qi is interested, Hu will accompany King Qi for a few games."
Meng Yue said in a slightly cold voice.
So, the two began a long game of backgammon.
King Qi asked Song Qing to go down, and Song Qing took Song Zhizhi out of the pavilion without hesitation.
King Qi didn't want to see her, and she didn't want to see King Qi even more.
She couldn't afford to offend a man like that.
Out of girls' gossip, Nalanchu also took Baozi and left with Song Qing.
The two elders and two younger ones came to the garden of the ancestral home.
Nalan Chu asked Meng Tianhao to pick flowers, and also asked Song Zhizhi if he was going.
Song Zhizhi looked at Song Qing's face and saw Song Qing nodding, so he picked flowers with Meng Tianhao.
"Miss Nalan, do you have anything to tell Song Qing?"
Nalanchu was stunned.
It turned out that Song Qing thought she had something to say when she separated the two children.
But in fact, she just wanted to create some opportunities for Baozi while discussing King Qi with Song Qing.
But it was hard for her to ask openly about King Qi's affairs.
Nalanchu thought about it and decided to use the buns as a topic, "Song Qing, I wonder what your requirements are for your son-in-law?"
Song Qing was slightly stunned, "Why are you asking this?"
"I said, by the way, do you believe it?"
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Song Qing shook his head, obviously not believing it.
Nalanchu waved his hand and said, "Just say it.
I won't force you to have a son-in-law.
And even if I force him to have a son-in-law, I won't do it if you don't agree."
"Yes."
Song Qing nodded, thought for a moment and said, "I don't have high requirements for my son-in-law, as long as he is good to me and likes me."
Nalan Chu thought about Song Zhizhi's attitude towards steamed buns in the pavilion.
It was really difficult to let Song Zhizhi like steamed buns.
But if Baozi really likes a girl, he should be nice to her Nalanchu said: "What if your daughter doesn't like it, but the boy is very nice to your daughter?"
"What else can we do?
It won't work."
After saying that, Song Qing looked at Nalan Chu warily, "Let me explain first, even if your son likes to know, if he doesn't like it, your son will not be allowed to harm him."
Nalan Chu smiled and said: "You noticed my purpose before I even said it.
Is it because I can't hide my emotions?
Forget it, I'd better make my words clear.
My baby seems to like to know. ” Song Qing said: "If you like it, just like it.
Just a little bit.
You can't hurt Zhizhi.
If Zhizhi doesn't want to do something, he won't allow the overlord to force his bow."
Forehead Isn't Song Qing's imagination too strong?
He's still a bully.
He's only a few years old, and his hair hasn't even grown yet.
Nalanchu was speechless, but he heard Song Qing say: "Although the child is young, if this idea sprouts from a young age, it will be bad when he grows up."
"Well, Song Qing, you have such a rich imagination."
Song Qing smiled and said: "I have to guard against the dangers I know."
Nalan Chu was slightly stunned, "Where is this?
Song Qing, tell the truth, don't make fun of me."
Song Qing wiped away her smile and said seriously: "Well, Song Qing already knows about Young Master Ling.
Why is Miss Nalan talking to me today?"
Nalanchu chuckled and said, "I see that Baozi likes your daughter so much, why don't we make a baby and wait until the child grows up to get married."
Meng Yue is a love type, and her Baozi is also a love type.
She had the bud of love at a young age, and she will still like her when she grows up.
Let's see that Song Zhizhi is a beautiful ruffian.
If she grows up, the peepers may be lined up on the streets.
Taking advantage of her current age to settle the marriage, it will save Baozi trouble.
He just didn't know what Song Qing thought about this matter, and Nalanchu felt that Song Qing would not agree.
Sure enough, Song Qing rejected it outright, "It's better to wait until we are older to see it."
Nalanchu said: "You shouldn't be worried that my Baozi will fall in love with someone else in the future, right?
You don't have to worry about this.
Baozi will follow my family, Yue, and you will see Yue's kindness to me.
Don't worry, I know You will never suffer if you marry our Baozi.”
Song Qing insisted: "Let's wait and see.
Life is unpredictable, and no one knows what will happen in the future.
Children have their own world, let them go."
Of course Nalanchu also knew this truth, but when she saw Baozi's disappointed eyes, she felt bad.
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She understood Song Qing's concerns.
The relationship between sister and brother was very dangerous.
If she knew it was her daughter, she would not agree to it.
Although she thought so, Song Qing refused, and Nalanchu still felt a little unhappy.
She muttered in a low voice: "What if it's my daughter Lily?"
Song Qing was stunned for a moment, then gently knocked Nalanchu on the head and said with a smile: "She is just a daughter-in-law.
Prince Hao is extraordinary in terms of his birth, appearance and abilities, but he is afraid that he will not have a daughter-in-law in the future."
"It's different.
You have to like Hao'er after all.
I always feel that my baby will fall into Zhizhi's body in the future."
"Why do you think so?"
Nalanchu thought for a moment, "The feeling of a woman."
Song Qing said, "I think you have read too many modern novels and have fallen under the spell of novels.
Wake up, kid.
You can feel that your son will like or fall in love with someone in the future just by feeling.
How can you have such an accurate feeling?"
All men in the world are the same kind of people Besides, Prince Hao is only three years old.
He knows what love is and he has made an engagement early.
If he discovers in the future that the good feelings he had in the past were just good feelings, not love, the engagement will be just a constraint for him.
It hurt him."
What Song Qing said made sense, but Nalanchu still felt that Baozi would like Song Zhizhi when he grew up. , Nalanchu wanted to say more, but seeing Song Qing's firm attitude, he didn't say anything.
The two of them talked and laughed.
The difference of opinion just now did not affect their relationship.
The unhappiness they had had disappeared and they didn't care.
When the chance of time travel is very small, two time travelers from the same place will naturally have something to talk about.
Nalanchu first said that he was a modern policeman who died in the line of duty trying to find the pure gold hidden by a drug dealer leader, and then asked Song Qing what his modern identity was.
Song Qing smiled and said: "I think my identity is opposite to yours, but in ancient times, you couldn't arrest me in the name of the police."
"What do you mean?
You are a drug dealer and have committed a crime.
That day on the street, I saw that you were very close to the people, unlike ordinary drug dealers."
Nalanchu asked doubtfully.
Song Qing smiled softly, "I committed a crime, but I am not a drug dealer."
"What is that" "I'm a secretary, but I'm not just a secretary.
You can say that I climbed from the bottom of society to the world of the rich by any means necessary, or you can say that I have unspoken rules or whatever."
Song Qing said it very easily, but Nalanchu felt a little sad.
Listening to Song Qing's words, she must have suffered a lot in modern times.
But when she traveled to ancient times, her status was still low.
Although she worked for King Qi, she saw King Qi's attitude towards Song Qing in the pavilion just now.
Song Qing did not dare to complain or refute.
Song Qing's personality is more masculine, and his past and current experiences must have contributed to a large part of the reason.
She is originally a girl, so it must be very hard for her to pretend to be a boy.
However, seeing that Song Qing's daughter had been hiding her identity until now, and wondering who bandaged Song Qing's shoulder injury, Nalanchu was a little curious and asked.
Song Qing thought for a long time and said slowly: "I don't know either."
Nalan Chu looked at her with inquiring eyes, and Song Qing smiled bitterly.
She subconsciously thought it was King Qi, but she also felt that he was so pampered that he would bandage her wounds.
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Song Qing and Nalanchu talked about another topic for a while.
Nalanchu felt that King Qi's gossip could not be solved, so he took Meng Tianhao back.
Before leaving, he specially emphasized to Song Qing, "You Think about it again, my steamed stuffed buns are quite good, you should stay in Jing'an for a few days.
During these few days, if you have nothing to do, come and play with me. " Song Qing just smiled and said: "Just worry about it, okay, I understand."
Nalanchu said "Oh" and continued walking, but he turned back three times to emphasize this matter to Song Qing until he could no longer see Song Qing's mother and daughter.
Song Qing took Zhizhi back to his room.
On the way, Song Qing asked, "Zhizhi, do you like Prince Hao?"
Song Zhizhi thought about it and said, "That little brother?
I don't like him very much."
"Why?"
Song Qing asked with a smile.
"I don't know why, but he always peeks at me.
I don't like boys like this.
I like the little brother in Prince Qi's Mansion."
Song Qing touched her daughter's little head, silly girl, Prince Hao is secretly looking at you because he likes you.
But knowing that he was talking about the little brother of Prince Qi's Mansion, Song Qing slowly darkened his face.
Jun Yunzhu, the only son of King Qi and the eldest son of King Qi's palace.
I remember the last time Song Qing told Zhizhi that when looking for a man, he should find a man who is devoted to him and can only have one woman in his life.
But Jun Yunzhu actually asked Zhi Zhi: "Have you ever seen any man except your father who only has one woman?"
Because men in this era had three wives and four concubines, and Song Qing was disguised as a man, so in the eyes of outsiders, only her nominal mother was known.
But there is not only one woman among men in this world.
Zhizhi shook his head and said he had never seen it.
Then Jun Yun Zhujing said: "So, you were deceived."
Zhizhi believed Jun Yunzhu's words and thought that he had deceived her.
Because of this, Zhizhi even had an quarrel with herself.
Thinking of the child who inherited King Qi's wisdom, Song Qing felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.
He let Zhizhi misunderstand him, and Song Qing felt that he needed to find a chance to repair the child.
When the two of them walked to the entrance of the courtyard, they saw many people gathered in the courtyard.
Jiang Ling ran over and said anxiously: "Something was found in your room."
Song Qing frowned and Jiang Ling whispered: "It's that thing on Chen Han.
That day after Yu Fu and I crippled Chen Han, we threw that thing away.
But I didn't expect that a few days later, it would be on your body."
Found it in the room."
Chen Han's penis was found in her room, it was definitely a premeditation.
Song Qing asked: "Where did you find it in my room and when?"
"Under the bed, when my husband and I came back just now, we saw someone in the courtyard searching for that thing."
Song Qing calmly led Zhizhi into the courtyard.
The person who was searching the ancestral house in the courtyard was bending down and saying something to King Qi.
King Qi responded lightly.
The man looked embarrassed, as if he wanted to do something but didn't dare.
Seeing Song Qing come back, the man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and turned to Song Qing: "Something was found in your room, come with us."
Song Qing's expression remained unchanged, "Are you sure that thing belongs to Chen Han?"
The searching officers and soldiers said: "Of course, that thing matches Chen Han's body."
Chen Han's body had been found when Nalanchu and Song Qing rescued it.
Now that his manhood is found, it is feasible to compare. only Song Qing said lightly: "Although it is late autumn in Jiangnan, it is not yet cold.
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According to this temperature, it is good that only part of Chen Han's body is rotten, but his thing has been broken for so long, but it can still be preserved."
King Qi looked at Song Qing with a cold look, but said nothing, as if he was slightly angry at Song Qing's blunt remarks about male things.
Song Qing's words did make sense, but the searching officers and soldiers asked people to bring the thing up to Song Qing to see.
I saw that this thing was actually covered with ice.
In other words, after Jiangling deposed Chen Han in Fu, someone preserved this thing at low temperature and placed it in Song Qing's room.
Chen Han is dead, and the murderer has not yet surfaced, but this was found in Song Qing's room.
In this way, people who don't know the inside story should think that she is the real murderer.
The officers and soldiers who searched were from Jiangnan local officials, not from General Nalan's subordinates.
There were many inconveniences in the foreign country, which would inevitably lead to discord between the two countries.
Song Qing followed the searching officers and soldiers into the prison.
The prison is dark and gloomy, and the voices of grievances and cries of injustice are endless.
After passing the long corridor, Song Qing was locked into a cell at the end of the corridor.
When Song Qing arrived, there was already one person in the cell.
Seeing a new person coming into the prison, the person raised his eyes and looked at Song Qing, taking a closer look at Song Qing's face, his eyes flashing with strange light.
Night came soon, and Song Qing was squatting in the cell with her eyes closed to rest, but the man in the same cell came over gently and touched Song Qing's shoulder.
Song Qing suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at the man with sharp eyes.
The man simply smiled and said to Song Qing: "You were very majestic that night at the night market, why are you squatting in now?"
The person in front of him was a vendor who was trying to make huge profits at the night market that night.
He was stopped by Song Qing and later arrested by Meng Yue to see an official.
Song Qing ignored him and continued to close his eyes.
The merchant looked Song Qing up and down, and then said: "Guards and officials protect each other, and they shouldn't let you go to jail.
Thinking about it this way, you should not be from the government.
If you are not from the government, then you were stupid to stop me that day, damn it."
She can be regarded as a member of the government, but she does not belong to the Jing'an government.
"I'm in your way, why don't you let me come in?"
The vendor was a little angry and glared at Song Qing fiercely.
He wanted to reach out and hit her, but then he thought about the night of the night market, when Song Qing and the two of them killed her with one hand.
After all his subordinates were defeated and realizing Song Qing's extraordinary martial arts skills, the merchant stopped trying to teach Song Qing a lesson.
There was one more person in the cell, and the merchant felt a little uncomfortable.
He carefully tried to identify Song Qing's identity, but he couldn't guess it for a long time.
There is an unknown side hidden in the cell.
Some things can be solved in the cell if they cannot be seen in the light.
The same is true for Dafeng's cell, and the same is true for Jing'an's cell.
Less than half a day after Song Qing was imprisoned, a playboy wrapped in brocade clothes came into the prison.
Behind the playboy was a large group of people.
There was cruelty hidden in his playful smile, and there was revenge in his playboy, just like the street.
Bian Xiaohuan.
Playboys also seek pleasure from common people.
The leading playboy stopped in the cell next to Song Qing and directed the jailer to open the cell door.
The jailer nodded and bowed in response, opened the door, and hurriedly asked his fellow jailers to pull out a girl of about fifteen years old inside. , moved so quickly that he was afraid that he would not be able to please this powerful young man.
The girl looked at the playboy with horror on her face, but she kept begging for mercy out of fear.
Inside the cell, the girl's grandparents, father and mother were crying and begging for mercy.
But the playboy and his group laughed heartily, and there was something funny in their indifferent expressions.
The laughing girl's family didn't know it, and they are still begging for mercy.
Is it useful to beg for mercy?
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Playboy will tell everyone through actions whether it is useful or not.
Song Qing's eyes flashed with pain, and then he saw the playboy pulling the girl who was crying and tearing her clothes to pieces.
Amidst the begging and scolding of the family members in the cell, and the teasing of the group of young men behind him, Under the eyes of countless prisoners, he forced the girl to perform an erotic act with him.
Song Qing's hands moved, trying to stop her, but her hands that had been clenched into fists held back.
Now she has an injury on her shoulder.
She can't do it hard, she can only watch and endure.
The vendor looked at this scene and smiled mockingly at Song Qing, "Oh, you saved the relatives of those freeloaders at the night market, but you couldn't save the woman in front of you who was suffering under your nose.
Do you think you can stop it?
No, you can never stop these things.
You can only watch like a pedestrian.
The world is like this, the weak prey on the strong, and they suffer because they have no ability. " Song Qing said nothing and held back with both fists.
"Don't think that you are the Holy Mother and can save thousands of sufferings.
Everything depends on your ability.
If you have the ability, you can suppress other people's daughters.
But if you don't have the ability, your daughter will be suppressed by others."
The vendor continued to mock, but unexpectedly Song Qing punched him with his left hand.
The vendor immediately rolled over and fell down.
When he stood up again, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
He touched it dry gently and mocked: "You have the ability to defeat me, so you can be powerful in front of me, but the girl next door is useless to the whole family, so if she doesn't know the current affairs, the whole family will die."
Song Qing slowly walked towards the vendor.
The punch on her shoulder had caused some pain from the wound on her shoulder, but she ignored it and pressed on the vendor with a sullen face, waving her fists constantly.
The vendor was beaten so hard that he screamed and struggled to escape, but his skills were inferior to those of others and he was unable to escape.
When the playboys saw Song Qing beating the vendors, they all smiled indifferently.
Some even joked: "Here, there are fights over there to show off one's power.
This cell is really interesting.
I will come in and stay for a few days without telling the old man at home, haha." , experiencing life in prison will definitely have a different flavor.”
The dandies around him laughed.
Some people agree.
"Going to prison today really opened my eyes.
If we can come and have fun some other time," "Hey, what's so fun about prison?
It looks unlucky, but the brothel is like paradise compared to prison.
That's our home."
"In my opinion, my master, your heart lies in the head of the brothel."
"It doesn't matter if it grows on her body.
It's cool to die under the peony flowers and be a ghost.
Don't talk about your heart.
Even if it takes my life, I am willing to do it."
"Look at your potential."
"I'm just a prodigal.
Haven't you ever been to a brothel?
We are all people who have been there.
Who is more noble than the other?"
"you" "You all should stop arguing.
In my opinion, brothels and prisons are interesting.
Why don't we go to the brothels first, kill a few people by the way, and then visit the prisons?"
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"I think this method will work, so let's do it."
The vendor's face was red and swollen from the beating.
Song Qing stopped her hand and slowly got up from him.
With the words of the playboys echoing in her ears, she pulled down her hesitant face and smiled softly.
Brothels, the nightmare of well-behaved women, have become the paradise of playboys.
Heavenly Prison, the nightmare of the innocent and falsely accused, the playboy is here to play.
Human life is only once, but it is convenient for a playboy to beat people to death.
Song Qing smiled bitterly.
Just because of her status, she was inferior to others no matter in modern times or ancient times.
The world was like this and there was nothing she could do about it, but she thought that she would not always be inferior to others.
At least, in her later years, she could see her daughter proud in front of all the men in the world.
He raped the girl as he wished, and the playboys left satisfied.
The jailer dragged the girl with dull eyes back to the cell, and the family of five hugged each other and cried.
Song Qing sighed softly.
In fact, the vendor was right.
The law of the jungle is the way to survive.
With the way the world is, it obviously won't help if she is the only one struggling.
At this time, another person entered the cell.
The person lowered his head and automatically sat next to Song Qing.
Song Qing subconsciously moved his position, but saw the person smile faintly at her, put some powder on the vendor, and looked around.
Due to the surrounding scene, he estimated that outsiders could not hear his words, so he called out "Song Qing" in a low voice.
Song Qing was shocked, and the man returned to her side under her disbelieving eyes.
"Your Majesty, why did you" arrive at the cell.
King Qi smiled faintly, "Accident" Of course Song Qing was surprised, and then heard King Qi say: "If my guess is right, someone should take your life tonight.
You have been escorting me for so long.
This time, I will protect you."
"Then thank you, Your Majesty."
Song Qing subconsciously covered her heart, and a strange feeling swept through her body.
Many years later, Song Qing would discover that perhaps she and King Qi were destined to be destined, and in this fate, perhaps the first time she fell in love with King Qi was today in the Jiangnan cell in Jingan.
But maybe earlier, maybe later.
Some people will always be encountered in life.
Fate is a wonderful thing that can travel through time and space, allowing people from two different worlds to meet in a vast sea of people.
Song Qing traveled through a thousand years, came to a world she had never imagined, and met King Qi.
That night, someone really wanted to take Song Qing's life.
On this day, after King Qi killed the killer, he took Song Qing out of the prison in the sight of all the jailers.
King Qi did not rush to take Song Qing back to Nalanchu's ancestral home, but went to the largest local government office in the south of the Yangtze River.
The magistrate got up from his concubine's bed and looked at King Qi and Song Qing troubledly, and then had a series of conversations.
Magistrate: "Who is coming?"
King Qi: "I would like to show my great respect to King Qi."
Magistrate: "What joke are you making in court?
You should pretend to be the King of Qi.
You should go to Dafeng.
Don't run wild in Jing'an."
Song Qing took out the King of Qi's order: "This token can prove the identity of the King of Qi.
As for why he came to Jing'an, I believe that the King of Qi's document for the diplomatic relations between the two countries will come down soon.
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If you dare to put your black gauze hat and your wealth and life Bet, then feel free to ignore King Qi."
The local official had a look on his face and hurriedly stood up and saluted King Qi: "The King of Qi is coming, but I am not far away to welcome him.
I wonder what the prince is doing when he comes late at night."
King Qi: "It is inconvenient for me to interfere in the internal affairs of Jing'an, but the people in my palace have been framed by people in your government office.
What do you think we should do?"
The local official glanced at Song Qing and knew why King Qi said this.
He paused and said: "What does it mean to frame Jing'an?
The death of King Chen's only son is related to Mr.
Song.
It is reasonable and reasonable for my people to imprison Mr.
Song.
If King Qi I’m afraid it’s unreasonable to blame.”
King Qi sarcastically said: "When you are admitted to prison, someone murders someone.
Is this your rationality?
Or should you say that there is a killer in Jiangnan Prison, but it is not good for you as an official."
Magistrate: "What King Qi said is going to provoke a dispute between the two countries."
King Qi: "I have never said anything about provoking a war, but if you want to, I can convey it to Emperor Jing'an Ming.
I wonder if Emperor Ming knows your thoughts and whether your head is still on your head."
There was sweat on the local official's forehead: "Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense."
King Qi snorted coldly: "Of course, there are some things that cannot be said, but there are some things that must be said.
When I first arrived in Jing'an, my subordinates' lives were threatened.
I can't swallow this.
What do you think I should do?"
The local official could only say: "What does the prince plan to do?"
"The organization that wants to kill my subordinates has been identified.
I want you to annihilate them all within tonight."
The local official asked: "I wonder where the killers are now?"
"Yuan Yang."
The local official waved his hands repeatedly, "Yuanyang is not under my control, and I cannot manage beyond the city."
King Qi raised his lips and said: "That is your business.
I only want results.
Think about it, it is not easy for you to study hard for decades and become a local official."
King Qi took Song Qing away, leaving the local official alone in the room.
After a while, the local official gritted his teeth and forced out the order, "Gather the soldiers and go to Yuanyang."
On the way back to Nalan's ancestral home, Song Qing asked King Qi: "Your Majesty, does he know what happened to the tunnel that Song Qing and Miss Nalan fell into that day?"
"The underground secret channel has been hidden from General Nalan for decades.
This kind of power is definitely not something ordinary powerful people can have."
Not just ordinary dignitaries, only the emperor of the current dynasty.
Song Qing was slightly surprised, "It's Emperor Ming" King Qi nodded, "Emperor Ming is afraid of General Nalan, not only because of the treasure, but also because of General Nalan's prestige in Jing'an.
Having a minister with great achievements cannot make the emperor feel at ease.
Emperor Ming is very worried about General Nalan."
It is only a matter of time before Ming Emperor wants to deal with Old General Nalan, but the prestige of Old General Nalan is here.
If Emperor Ming really wants to do this, the people of Jing'an may not be at peace.
Therefore, if Emperor Ming wants to touch Old General Nalan, he needs to destroy him first. reputation."
"So, Emperor Ming arranged the tunnel.
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He first plotted in the tunnel to raise some mentally abnormal people, and when the time was right, he would release them to do evil and arouse people's anger, and then add some ingredients to turn the people's anger towards General Nalan.
Since the tunnel is under the ancestral home, General Nalan had known about it for a long time but allowed the tunnel to develop," Song Qing analyzed.
King Qi said: "This was Emperor Ming's plan.
It's just that you and Miss Nalan accidentally entered the tunnel that day, ruining Emperor Ming's original plan."
Song Qing understood the secret passage, but thinking about the murder of the killer tonight and the murder of all the gangsters in the city that day, Song Qing was a little confused.
King Qi explained: "The death of Zuo Zuo and tonight's killer should be the same group, but it is definitely not the intention of Emperor Ming."
Because no matter which incident it is, the final outcome may trigger the conflict between Dafeng and Jing'an.
The war was not what Emperor Ming wanted.
"Then this group is" King Qi smiled softly, "Then I have to ask His Highness King Ke and Miss Nalan."
At this time, they had reached the ancestral house.
Instead of going back to the room, the two of them knocked on Meng Yue's door.
Whoever wanted to cause a war between the two countries and find out the real culprit would be the person behind the murder of Chen Han.
After all, Chen Han's death was related to the people in Prince Qi's palace, and his death could also trigger a war between the two countries.
But when the two of them arrived outside Meng Yue's room, they only heard a groan and some laughter.
"Yue, don't move there, you're going to die, you're going to die."
The two people outside the door were a little embarrassed.
Song Qing thought about it, but still knocked on the door.
Not long after, the door opened.
Meng Yue put on a loose pajamas and leaned against the door.
She said with a smile: "The two of you are visiting late at night.
If you have something to say, please talk quickly and leave if you have nothing else.
I have other business."
King Qi said calmly: "Let's go out of the courtyard and talk."
Song Qing waited with King Qi in the courtyard for a while, and after a while, Nalanchu and Meng Yue walked out side by side.
King Qi briefly explained his intention, and Meng Yue and Nalanchu's expressions gradually darkened.
Song Qing actually met the killer in the prison, which made the suspicion in Meng Yue's mind even clearer.
The person who wants to provoke a war between Jing'an and Dafeng should be Lu Shu.
Because war means chaos.
Because Meng Yue is in Jiangnan this time, once the war breaks out, if someone is jealous in front of his father, his situation will be so, in this incident, the war also means that his father will be cruel to him. determination.
If his power is destroyed by his father, then Lu Shu will have the opportunity to take Chu'er away.
Borrowing his father's hand to kill him, Lu Shu is so scheming.
But remembering that King Qi believed that the real culprit of Chen Han's death was Lu Shu, Meng Yue disagreed.
He said lightly: "I thought that it was Lu Shu who found Chen Han whose roots had been taken away, and then handed him over.
Emperor Father placed people in the tunnel, but Emperor Father’s people didn’t know Chen Han’s identity.”
Upon closer inspection, Meng Yue’s statement is more convincing.
Involving Emperor Ming's people in Chen Han's death could arouse King Chen's opposition to Emperor Ming, which would be beneficial to provoking a war between the two countries.
Fortunately, tonight the King of Qi has intimidated the local officials in Jiangnan to destroy Lu Shu's lair.
After King Qi of Song Qing left, Nalanchu sighed softly, "This King of Qi is really as awesome as the rumors.
Just look at it and you can know that Lu Shu's hometown is Yuanyang just by analysis."
"He is trying to be cool in front of Song Qing," Meng Yue said softly while holding Nalan Chu.
This girl just couldn't bear to see herself praising other men.
Nalan Chu pursed her lips and snorted: "You just said that thing about Lu Shu, wasn't it just to look cool in front of me?"
Meng Yue nodded and said, "Chu'er is so smart."
"shameless."
Meng Yue pinched Nalan Chu's face and said with a smile: "My face belongs to Chu'er."
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Nalanchu glared at him and said, "Smooth-tongued, will a man who just got out of bed keep the same words in bed?"
"Well, no."
"No, I think I can."
Meng Yue waved her hand and said: "Chu'er, you can't look at your man with the common problems of men in the world."
Nalanchu nodded, "So, I use my man's characteristics to look at men in the world."
"Chu'er" Meng Yue didn't think he was glib, he just thought he was coaxing his wife normally.
When Nalan first saw that Meng Yue was still coaxing him, he quickly stopped him and said, "Stop, stop talking, I want to ask you something serious."
Meng Yue listened seriously, Nalan Chu said: "Your son has fallen in love with you, what should you do?"
Song Zhizhi's appearance appeared in Meng Yue's mind, and she thought about it and said: "That little girl is pretty good, handsome, smart and generous, but she is a bit older and does not suit our Hao'er."
"She's only two years older.
In the face of love, age is nothing."
"Well, regardless of age, she's not bad.
Although this girl's status is a bit lacking, as long as our son likes her, he can marry her."
Nalan Chu said: "But the problem is, that girl doesn't like Hao'er.
If you know that you still don't like Hao'er when you grow up, what will Hao'er do?"
Meng Yue ignored the question and said directly: "Even if she doesn't like it, Hao'er can marry her."
Nalanchu immediately became vigilant, "You can't force the overlord to force his bow.
Not to mention that Song Qing doesn't agree, I don't agree either.
Meng Yue, let me warn you first.
Don't instill the idea of the overlord to force the bow into Baozi.
Baozi is so young. , I can’t be led astray by you.”
Meng Yue chuckled, "As a husband, you listen to your wife."
"Then what do you think we should do to help Baozi?"
Meng Yue said: "Just wait and see what happens."
Nalanchu gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait and see what happens.
Just watch what happens.
If you can help Bao Zi, you might as well say nothing to help."
Meng Yue said: "Yes, I just don't help with anything.
If Hao'er can't marry that girl, it's because he doesn't have the ability.
It's shameful for me to ask us to help with such a thing as marrying a wife.
Besides, besides helping Hao when the time comes, There’s really nothing I can do to help you, like grabbing a sedan chair or something.”
Nalanchu glared at Meng Yue fiercely and asked simply and rudely: "No, I need help now."
Meng Yue was helpless and told where Song Qing would take her daughter tomorrow.
First burn incense outside the city, and then take Song Zhizhi shopping.
With the route in hand, Nalan Chu also planned to bring Meng Tianhao and Song Qing to have a chance encounter tomorrow. t: