Chapter 75

Song Qingshu felt speechless: according to the old eunuch, he may have lived for hundreds of years. The emperors are still looking for immortal skills everywhere. Just look for the eunuch around him? Eh, do you want to live so long that you have to cut xiaodingding first? What's the taste of being an emperor like that.

As expected, Dongfang Bubai didn't believe it either. He snorted coldly: "it's empty talk, only after trying." A silver needle flashed out of the fingertip, and a remnant shadow attacked the old eunuch.

The eunuch looked old and dying. He didn't expect that he could move as fast as Dongfang Bubai. The rest of the eunuch saw a red light and a blue light fighting in the room. Song Qingshu's face was a little ugly, because he couldn't see their moves clearly!

Hatoyama Chi is not much better, secretly pinched a cold sweat: it seems that the Asia invincible did not do its best just now.

Seeing that Trinket had a big mouth and jumped up and down, song Qingshu couldn't help laughing. He raised his hand and sucked out the silver needle in his throat.

"Spicy mom!" Trinket wiped his forehead in a cold sweat. "Trinket almost turned into Wei Yabao."

"Little Guizi, can you see what they are fighting?" Kangxi asked in shock.

"What can you see except a blue shadow and a red shadow? What's more, there's no sound at all when they move. Are they people or ghosts Trinket muttered.

After a while, the two of them suddenly separated, and the eunuch coughed: "very good, very good. As expected, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each generation is more and more beautiful."

Song Qingshu and Jiu Mozhi

"Although you claim to be the founder of sunflower classic, you are not much better than me." When Dongfang Bubai said this, he knew very well that his opponent's martial arts level was much higher than his own. It was only because he was too old that his movements were a little slower than his own. Only in this way could they fight equally.

"If you say so," the eunuch said indistinctly, "by the way, I met the one you said just now who was fighting for defeat alone. With respect, the three of you are not his opponents together..."

"By the way, you don't have to be afraid, little emperor. I've lived in the Forbidden City all my life, and now I'm dying, and I don't want to change places any more. In recent years, I've been helping you to solve the problem of being a night owl, so I'll be a good source of lodging. " The old eunuch's voice became lower and lower, and her figure gradually turned into nothingness and disappeared in the shadow of the corner.

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that it's no wonder that there are no experts in the palace guards of the Qing Dynasty, but he has never heard of anyone entering the palace to assassinate Kangxi. I'm afraid many assassins are solved by this old monster just after entering the inner palace.

Looking at the sunflower ancestor disappearing, Dongfang Bubai had no expression on his face. After a while, he said to Kangxi, "if the emperor has nothing else to do, Dongfang will retire for the time being."

"This time, I'm tired of the eastern leader coming," Kangxi didn't mind each other's attitude. "Come and send the eastern leader back to rest."

After Dongfang Bubai left, Kangxi ordered Wei Xiaobao to receive song Qingshu, and then left jiumozhi alone.

"Don't be angry, brother song. The emperor doesn't neglect you." Out of the palace, trinket tried to talk for several times, and finally said.

"You're welcome, brother Wei. As a national teacher of Tubo, it's a matter of national importance for him to come here for alliance." Song Qingshu smiles faintly, but he is a little disappointed. In his previous life, he only saw provincial and ministerial level senior officials. Kangxi has learned the level of core in modern times. This time, he thought that he should be highly valued by Kangxi because he was recommended by trinket

Looking at Trinket's ruffian appearance, song Qingshu murmured to himself that Lu Buwei could succeed in selling rare goods. The goods he was looking for seemed unreliable.

"No matter what national affairs he has," Trinket said, putting his arms around Song Qingshu's shoulder. "Brother song, come to my house, brother. I have to treat you well this time."

Thinking of the popular stir base culture in the previous life, Song Qing's face twitched, quietly pushed each other's hand away, and said with a smile, "you said you would use the most popular girl in the capital to entertain me."

Trinket chuckled: "next time, it's not good to call those girls home."

"Why?" Song Qingshu was puzzled for a while and suddenly realized, "are you afraid of the Hedong lion at home?"

"What lion?" Trinket's face was puzzled, but he could not help saying, "I'm not bragging as a brother. I'm afraid my wife is the best woman in the world."

"Oh?" Song Qingshu eyebrows a pick, in the heart probably also guess who is.

"Xiaobao!" Before entering the Viscount's mansion, a petite girl rushed to Trinket's arms and said, "I heard them say that you have been taken away by assassins and are planning to go out to Beijing to find you, Wuwu ~"

"My good pair!" Trinket also affectionately held the girl in his arms. After a while, he thought of song Qingshu and said, "well, I still have guests here. This is brother song. Thanks to him for saving your husband's life."

Shuang'er noticed song Qingshu and jumped out of Trinket's arms. She looked at Song Qingshu with a blushing face and politely said, "I've met brother song."

Song Qingshu looked up and saw that his eyebrows were bent and his mouth was small. He was very quiet and beautiful. At this time, the pear blossom was rainy, which was even more attractive.

He has been staring at Shuanger's greasy neck. Song Qingshu quickly replied, "I've seen my sister-in-law."

On one side, trinket had a bad look at it. He thought to himself: brother song is good at everything. The only pity is that he has the same hobby as me. His grandfather's looks are ten times more handsome than me, and his martial arts are 100 times better than me. I've been staying with him all the time. Trinket, you're not so good.

When they entered the house, song Qingshu quietly pulled Wei Xiaobao and asked, "I heard that Wei brothers have seven beautiful ladies. I don't know where the other brothers and sisters are?"

"Seven?" Trinket was puzzled. She counted shuang'er, Fang Yi's first wife, and little princess's second wife. Aren't they just three?

"Hey, brother, I only have three wives. Except for Shuanger, the other two don't know where they are now," said Trinket with a smile. "But since brother song says I have seven, it seems to be a good omen. I'll find four more in the future, Wahaha ~"

"You, fortunately, Miss Fang and the little princess are not here, or you will be sad to hear that." Shuanger gave him a bad look.

"Isn't my parents sad?" Trinket came up to Shuanger with a drooling face.

"Oh, there are still people here. I don't care about you." With a glance at Song Qingshu, Shuanger trots into the inner hall.

"I've heard that duolong and Zhang Kangnian have mentioned how virtuous Shuanger girl is. Today, I see that Wei brothers are really envious of others." Song Qingshu reluctantly looks at Shuanger's back and smiles back at trinket.

"Where, where ~" Trinket waved his hand with a smile, but he was thinking: can't this little white face have the idea of playing twins? But my parents won't be cheating on me.

During the dinner, trinket and Shuanger toasted song Qingshu frequently. Looking at their deep love, song Qingshu was in a trance. He thought that he had been in this world for so long, and he was still alone. He felt desolate and lonely.

After a cup of wine, song Qingshu finally got drunk. Trinket was no better. He had already collapsed in his chair and talked nonsense.

"Big beauty, come and kiss one..."

"Fang Yi, you damned woman, did me harm again..."

"It's better for my two children..."

Shuang'er is so angry and funny that she takes a look at Song Qingshu lying on the table. Shuang'er quickly picks up Wei Xiaobao and goes back to her bedroom. She has martial arts skills, and it doesn't take much effort to build a big man.

"Shuanger, don't go." As soon as he was put on the bed, trinket woke up and pulled her sleeve.

"Xiaobao, you are good. Brother song is still drunk in the hall. I have to see him." Shuang'er presses Trinket's hand back into the quilt. He mumbles a few times, turns over to sleep and smiles.

Back in the hall, seeing song Qingshu still lying motionless between the tables, Shuanger quickly called the maid beside him, "peach red, willow green, help brother song to the wing room to have a rest."

"Yes, young granny." Two little girls with maid's hair in a bun next to him gave a gift and ran to song Qingshu to help him up.

But after half a day's trial, the two little maids' faces turned red, and they still couldn't move song Qingshu.

"Little grandma ~"

Looking at the two little girls crying quickly, Shuanger ran to help: "you are still young, lack of strength, there is no need to be sad."

"The young granny is only two or three years older than us." Peach red murmured.

Shuanger held up song Qingshu's arm, lifted him up and said with pride, "but I've practiced martial arts."

Looking at the two girls' admiration, shuang'er said with a smile: "you clear up the table first. I can send brother song back to the room by myself."

"But he..." Liu Lu stopped.

Shuang'er quickly reflected what the other party was worried about and said: "who made you two little girls useless? Don't worry, he's drunk. Besides, my martial arts are very good. "

Shuang'er helps song Qingshu step by step to the wing room. How do you know that the man behind his head shows a smile.

Song Qingshu of course is intentional, otherwise peach and willow green two wenches strength again small, also can't move him a cent. Feeling that shuang'er came to help him, song Qingshu immediately put away his efforts and put his whole body weight on each other's shoulders.

Smelling the faint fragrance from the other party's bun, and feeling the delicate body wrapped under the other party's thin dress, song Qingshu suddenly felt his tongue dry