Chapter 110

"Big beauty, little beauty, do you miss me?" Back in his courtyard, song Qingshu reached forward and tried to push.

"Whoosh!" Song Qingshu quickly dodged and looked at the Golden Snake cone between his two fingers. He couldn't help but said with a bitter smile, "forget it. You can rest yourself. I'll just find a place to sleep outside."

Leaning against a big tree branch in the courtyard, song Qingshu was very depressed: one monk carried water to drink, two monks carried water to drink, and three monks didn't have water to drink... Now they can't even make the best of everyone, how can they open the harem in the future

"Who is it?" A pair of patrolling bodyguards accidentally found a figure on the tree. They were shocked and asked.

Song Qingshu showed his head: "don't make a fuss. It's me. The palace is not peaceful recently. I will stand on a high place in the evening to watch if there is anything abnormal in the palace. You patrol as usual. Don't say hello to me. Don't expose me. "

"Mr. Song is a model of our generation!" Several bodyguards put up their thumbs and said with a flattering smile.

As soon as the crowd left, song Qingshu immediately lay down on the tree, moved the nearby branches to the front of him, closed his eyes and went to sleep directly: "hell, who has the spare time to help Kangxi guard the house in the evening? I'm not husky."

At dawn the next day, song Qingshu awoke to the sound of opening the door. Seeing the two girls in the courtyard, he began to dress up and jumped down from the tree.

"Good morning!" Song Qingshu moved his shoulder and grinned.

"Good morning," Xia Qingqing said faintly. Suddenly, she looked like a smile. "Did you sleep well last night

"It's OK. It's OK. The moon is bright and the stars are rare. It has a special flavor." Song Qingshu gave a ha ha.

Li Yuanzhi couldn't help laughing: "we heard a loud bang in the middle of last night. I don't know what fell from the tree."

"Yes? Why didn't I hear that? " Song Qingshu looked embarrassed and said, "by the way, I'm going to see if the hostages of those sects have been sent to the commander of the guard today. I'll leave first and I won't talk to you." Then he ran away in a hurry.

Just after running out of the gate, song Qingshu heard a giggle coming from behind. He couldn't help but stop and rub his buttocks. He took a cold breath: "yesterday I fell so hard. I don't know how little dragon girl sleeps on a rope."

When he came to Yingwu gate, he took a cup of herbal tea and gargled. Song Qingshu told the bodyguard what he wanted to do. The bodyguard quickly invited the commander of the guard.

"It's Mr. Song." The commander of the guard army warmly welcomed him. Although his official power was higher than that of song Qingshu, he knew that song Qingshu was the most popular person in front of the emperor. He also learned from other sources that song Qingshu was going to form a "stick office", and he did not dare to neglect it.

"I've seen the commander," Song Qingshu saluted and asked, "I don't know how many disciples have come to report now?"

"According to the roster, there should have been 103 people," the commander of the guard army opened a roster, "but the deadline for reporting has not yet arrived, so it has only continued to more than 30 people."

"It's only over thirty people?" Song Qingshu was a little disappointed, but he was just in a better mood when he thought that it was enough. "I'll take them now. Is the commander OK?"

"Of course not. The emperor sent us a decree. Let's try our best to cooperate with Mr. Song. If Mr. Song needs anything, just say it." The commander patted his chest and said.

"Not for the time being. If you need to, you will trouble the commander." After leaving the guard, song Qingshu sighed that power was really a good thing.

However, when he saw the 30 people under his command, song Qingshu couldn't laugh any more.

"What a group of crooked wax gourds cracking jujubes Song Qingshu sighed in his heart, pointing to the group of people in front of him, shaking all over.

"Is there no one else in your respective sects? It's just as fat as a pig. This... Is actually a hunchback, and you, even more ridiculous, are one armed. You think you are Yang Guo... "

The people named by him nodded and bowed quickly and said, "my Lord, calm down. The rest of our sects are eager to work in the palace. But the imperial edict says clearly that the sons of the leaders of all sects are called to Beijing. If there are no children, they send nephews to Beijing, even nephews, Just send the second generation of chief disciples to come here... Our respective sects strictly follow the orders of the imperial court. I hope you can see clearly. "

Looking at these people with different looks, song Qingshu can't help thinking of the maids in the journey to the west, Ma Dan, who are the same rotten onions!

Spit hard, song Qingshu turned a circle, "you, you, you, and you... Out."

Several people named by him looked at each other and reluctantly stood up.

One is elegant in appearance, one is handsome, the other is masculine and powerful. He is a tough guy, and the other two are twins. They are very attractive.

Song Qingshu nodded and opened his mouth and said, "finally, there are several decent seedlings. Which school are you from? Introduce your own martial arts. "

"I'm Chen Ke of Penglai sect. I'm quite familiar with Penglai sword technique." Said the elegant man.

"I'm good at feihemen, and I'm good at judge's point pointing." Junxiu said.

"In xiashenquan, a pair of palm Kung Fu is OK." A mighty man's voice is as loud as a bell.

"Our brother belongs to the Iron Palm sect, and he practices iron sand palm Kung Fu." Said the other twins.

"What can these third rate schools have?" Song Qingshu didn't like it in his heart. He replied casually, "in that case, you should be responsible for training the rest of you. I'll train you together after everyone arrives." At this time, song Qingshu had been thinking about the full moon battle in a few days. Seeing that these people were too good and bad to manage, he turned and left.

"My Lord, shall we be here in the future?" Chen Ke hesitated and asked.

"Yes, you are staying in this school for martial arts training. The eunuch will arrange your accommodation and food. Remember that you are not allowed to cross the north of Qianqing gate, or you will be killed if you break into the inner palace." I don't know why, song Qingshu suddenly wanted to see Dongfang Bubai. After answering, he went to Dongfang Bubai's residence.

Thinking of sunflower eunuch's "Oriental Girl" and his soft hand that night, song Qingshu can't help wondering. It seems that today's Dongfang Bubai has become a woman, but he doesn't know whether it's because sunflower's treasure is so magical that men change their gender, or whether Dongfang Bubai is originally a woman.

Walking nearby, song Qingshu felt the terrible smell in the courtyard from a distance, and hesitated for a moment: "after fighting with her that night, she must have suspected me. If she saw the horse's feet later, she could not touch the tiger's buttocks. Thinking of what I did that night, she would surely kill me."

"Mr. Song visited the East early in the morning. What's the matter?" There was a faint sound in the room.

Listen to that low male voice, song Qingshu is puzzled again, "die to die, gamble." Making up his mind, song Qingshu gritted his teeth and asked, "does song want to ask the eastern leader whether he is a man or a woman?"

"What His voice was full of anger. A red shadow shot out of the room and came to song Qingshu. His eyes fixed on him sharply, "say it again?"

Song Qingshu was full of vigor, secretly defensive, and said: "before the sunflower ancestor told song that the Oriental leader was a woman, song felt a little shocked, so he came to verify it."

"Song Qingshu, are you sure that you will fight against old man Feng and dare not waste your power on you?" Oriental invincible sneers.

"I dare not," Song Qingshu said to himself, "but the leader is a wise man, and naturally knows how to choose."

"Master song, I know that you have increased a lot recently, but you overestimate your ability too much. Even if I take your life, it will not affect the future martial arts competition." Oriental unbeaten laughs.

"Although song's skill is low, he never belittles himself," Song Qingshu said with a smile. "If the leader was as sure as you said, he would have done it long ago."

Although song Qingshu stood in front of him with a low brow, his figure was always moving slowly with his own Qi, turning many of his potential offensives into invisible. Dongfang Bubai was also surprised: I'm afraid he really had to spend a lot of effort to win.

With a cold hum, Dongfang Bubai put up his strength and stood up with his hands down. Looking at the distant sun, he said faintly, "this seat is a man or a woman. Does it matter to Mr. Song?"

Before Song Qingshu, he always thought that Dongfang Bubai was a perverted human demon. When this kind of Genie died, he should purify the environment. So on Huashan, he did not hesitate to tell fengqingyang in detail about the martial arts of Dongfang Bubai and some characteristics of his moves.

Don't underestimate this. For experts of this level, Feng Qingyang can already get enough information from Song Qingshu's words to know himself and the enemy. On the contrary, Dongfang Bubai knows nothing about Feng Qingyang's martial arts. If he really wants to make friends, he will suffer a great loss.

When he learned that Dongfang Bubai might be a girl, song Qingshu's position suddenly wavered. He didn't know why. He subconsciously didn't want the misfortune of the women's version of Dongfang Bubai. Maybe it was the influence of previous movies and TV dramas, maybe it was the fault of cherishing jade again, or maybe it was the soft feeling that made him reluctant to leave that night

Of course, song Qingshu didn't dare to talk to Dongfang Bubai about all this, so he had to say, "if the leader is a man, song will turn around and leave, and dare not disturb the leader's Qingxiu any more; If the leader is a woman, song has a word to tell, which is related to the success or failure of the full moon war. "

Song Qingshu firmly believes that if the other party is a man or a human demon, with his arrogant personality, he will certainly disdain to lie in order to listen to his own words.

"Tell me." Dongfang Bubai neither admits nor denies that a pretty face hard to distinguish between men and women has no feelings for Ruth.