Flower Stealing Master Chapter 788: Xiaoyaosan

"Hey, hey, rice can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!" Song Qingshu looked depressed, "I...daddy they devote themselves to cultivating on weekdays, do you think they want to do something like this? It’s not because the people of the Kingdom of China are shameless and gave them the yin and yang reconciliation with the three princesses! In fact, from another perspective, my father and them also saved the lives of the three princesses. Are you satisfied if you die?"

"You are a terrible word!" The woman in the yellow shirt trembled with anger. Net

"Yingluo, if you think there is a problem with my character, we can discuss this, but my father, the fourth uncle, and the sixth uncle are definitely gentlemen," Song Qingshu said, "In fact, I was able to rescue them. , As a result, they threatened their lives and asked me to promise to rescue your sisters. At the same time, they were worried about getting rid of the grass, and they voluntarily returned to the cage..."

"Don't call me Yingluo!" The woman in the yellow shirt snorted, but her expression finally eased.

"If you don't bark, don't bark," Song Qingshu suddenly sighed, "Hey, in fact, I'm the one who suffers the most from the whole thing."

The woman in yellow shirt and Zhao Fujin looked at each other: "What are you going to lose?"

"You think, I got a few more moms overnight, which made me short in front of you by a generation. Isn't it enough to suffer?" Song Qing spread his hands.

"You're such a bastard!" The woman in the yellow shirt couldn't help furious, but Zhao Fujin had a lot of experience, and looked more open than her. While persuading the woman in the yellow shirt, she turned her head and smiled at Song Qingshu: "Look. Before you came, you called my fifth sister and called it wrong."

"What did you call wrong?" Song Qingshu didn't react for a while.

"My sisters became your little mother, should you call my fifth aunt?" Zhao Fujin's eyes were full of cramps, pushing the yellow shirt woman down in front of him, "This one, It's your nineteenth aunt."

Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. Didn't he lift a rock and hit him in the foot?

The woman in the yellow shirt was also very embarrassed when she heard it, she shook Zhao Fujin's arm while she was annoyed: "Fifth Sister, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Fujin sighed quietly: "Yingluo, we people are not as lucky as you. Except for your younger sisters, the rest of the sisters are not clean. They calculated to save us. Given our past, which man would dare to want us? I have heard of the reputation of the Wudang Seven Heroes. If they are willing to take responsibility, it would be a good home for my three poor sisters. Net"

"Fifth Sister!" The eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt suddenly turned red, "I know what you are suffering, but you are the grand princesses of Song after all. Should the three sisters marry a few people from the rivers and lakes as children? The bastard’s father and the Yin Liting are all married long ago, but Zhang Songxi is alone, but..."

When I heard this, Song Qingshu finally couldn't help but said: "Uh...Can I interrupt, your three sisters and my father and their marriage, can you wait for them to be rescued and ask them their opinions? It's too much to think about this at this time..."

"Song's son is reasonable, it is true that we are not thinking well." Zhao Fujin looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and then recalled the scene where the two were physically entangled in the Qiuxiang Building, and his heartbeat suddenly couldn't be controlled. Some speed up.

Song Qingshu sat closer to the two girls, and deliberately hit the girl in the yellow shirt with her shoulders: "You rank nineteenth among the sisters? Nineteenth sister, tsk tsk, it's a pity that you don't have a surname."

"Why do I have the surname Gan?" The woman in the yellow shirt looked at her blankly.

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu felt uncomprehending when he saw his own stalks. "By the way, your sisters have all been arrested in the clothing courtyard, why are you..."

The woman in the yellow shirt hugged her legs and knocked her chin on her knees, as if she was in a reminiscence: "In fact, I was escorted back to China by the golden man with my sisters. Later, my master was on the way north. It suddenly appeared, but it was a pity that there were too many golden people at the time, and there were many masters among them. My master was outnumbered, and in the end he only rescued me..."

"Your master?" Song Qingshu was startled, "Who is your master?"

"You should have heard of my master's name. His elder's surname is Huang, with a single name. Net" Speaking of master, the woman in the yellow shirt suddenly looked proud.

"Huang Shang?" Song Qingshu was shocked. Huang Shang, the author of "Nine Yin Zhenjing"? It’s no wonder that the yellow-shirted woman is so young that she can’t even compare to Zhiruo’s accomplishments in "Nine Yin Zhenjing", "Is he still dead?"

"Your master is dead!" The woman in the yellow shirt sank, her eyes filled with anger.

"Uh, I mean the rumors of the rivers and lakes, his old man has already driven Hexi." Song Qingshu hurriedly apologized.

The expression of the woman in the yellow shirt eased: "Master and his elderly have not asked about the world in recent decades. The only time he went to the rivers and lakes was to save me. After that, he stayed in seclusion. The people in the rivers and lakes were rumored to be an old man. What's that."

"It turned out to be like this." Song Qingshu nodded, thinking that there are so many old monsters hidden in this world. There are sunflower eunuchs before and the lotus monks from Ningma Temple. Now even the old monsters like Huang Shang are still there. Alive, Amitabha, don't mess with these stubborn stubbles in the future.

"By the way, how do you plan to save them?" The woman in the yellow shirt looked at Song Qingshu nervously.

"I need to know how many princesses there are in Huanyiyuan today, and how are they doing," Song Qingshu couldn't help but smiled at Zhao Fujin. "That's why I deliberately ran to meet the five princesses before, but they are not among a certain population. Thief."

The woman in the yellow shirt snorted, but Zhao Fujin was a little heartbeat by his smile, thinking about what happened to him. He has experienced four men before and after his life. It can be said that he has suffered all the time. For a young offspring, it seems to have the feeling of a young girl's cherishing spring.

Hurrying up to a good mood, Zhao Fujin smiled and said: "It's up to me..."

"The father had thirty-four daughters, three sisters, six sisters, seventh sisters, eight sisters, ten sisters, eleven sisters, twelve sisters, fifteen sisters, seventeen sisters, eighteen sisters, and two Twelve sisters, young sisters, and their twelve died early, hey, looking back now, this is also their luck."

"Except for Yingluo who was rescued from the remaining sisters, the other 21 were sent to the clothing courtyard."

"Brother Emperor also has a daughter, Princess Roujia, who is missing."

Song Qingshu knew that the emperor in her mouth was Song Qinzong, but why did Princess Roujia sound so familiar? It seems that the princess of Jingnan who was slept by herself in the Forbidden City is also called Princess Roujia, but the princess of Jingnan is the daughter of Yue Le, Prince An of the Qing Dynasty, so she should not be the same person...

"Kang Kang also has six daughters. Three of them died early, and the other three...When the city was broken, there was chaos. Two of them were arrested in the clothing courtyard. The youngest daughter was rumored to be living among the people. But it is estimated that there are many bad luck and bad luck..."

"Kang Kang? It turned out to be Emperor Zhao Gou." Song Qingshu took a bite secretly, but was so scared that he would never act after being searched by the people of the Kingdom of Jin. He killed Yue Fei unjustly, humiliated and asked for peace, and let his wife be taken. The golden man fornication...No matter what it is, it is worthy of the contempt of future generations.

Because of Zhao Gou's attention, Song Qingshu didn't pay attention to the little girl who lived in the folks mentioned by Zhao Fujin, so that there were some more twists and turns out of thin air in the future, but this is a later story, and I will not show it for now.

"Most of the concubines and clan wives who were captured in those days have been divided by the Jin family. Now there are only 21 daughters of the father and the two daughters of King Kang, a total of 23. People." Speaking of all this, Zhao Fujin couldn't help but think of the humiliation of the past. The whole figure couldn't stop shaking. The woman in the yellow shirt hurriedly took her hand and whispered to comfort.

"Twenty-three?" Song Qingshu was a big head. Although he was psychologically prepared before, he did not expect to save more people than expected. The difficulty of the rescue has risen exponentially.

"Two problems, first, how to remove the twenty-three princesses...well, there are only twenty-two now," Song Qingshu glanced at Zhao Fujin, who had been rescued, "how to remove them from the coat of arms Rescue is the first problem. How to safely send so many people out of Daxing Mansion after rescue is the second problem. No matter which one it is, it is very difficult."

"Second question, you don't have to have a headache. I have bought the soldiers who defended the city. As long as I can save them, I can take them out of the city~ IndoMTL.com~ The yellow shirt woman said suddenly.

Song Qingshu frowned: "Once something goes wrong in the clothing courtyard, the Jinren’s first reaction is definitely to order the city gates to be sealed off. The soldiers you bought can help you smuggle or something on weekdays. In such a martial law situation, how can they dare to let them go? Besides, even if they get out, the golden men send cavalry to chase them, but they still can’t escape very far."

The woman in the yellow shirt was taken aback, obviously not considering this level, but she was unwilling to show her timidity before Song Qing wrote, and replied coldly: "You don't care about this, I have my own measures."

"Well, if you can really solve this problem, the difficulty of the whole thing will be reduced by more than half. Do you have any plans on how to rescue your sisters from the coat house?" Song Qingshu asked.

"I originally planned to take the Queen of the Kingdom of Jin and use her as a hostage to let the people of Jin Kingdom release my poor sisters, but who knows what happened to King Wei in the middle..." The woman in the yellow shirt was suddenly startled. Looking at Song Qingshu with a weird look, "It turns out that you were the master who helped me secretly in Taihe Temple."

"Now that I know that I have been guarding you silently, do you feel particularly moved, there is an urge to agree with your body?" Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile.

"Perhaps you a big-headed ghost!" The woman in the yellow shirt became angry and wanted to draw her sword to stab him. Zhao Fujin hurriedly held her hand, and looked back at Song Qingshu with an annoyance: "Song son, why are you always Want to make Yingluo angry on purpose?"

"She was expressionless and cold all day long. I just want her to have more fireworks." Song Qingshu's answer made the yellow shirt woman stunned.

Looking at his complicated-looking sister, Zhao Fujin sighed in his heart, and then continued: "In fact, there is still a big problem. In order to control us, the Jin has always given us Xiaoyaosan." 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to everyone's reading academy