Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1497: The Scarlet Death

That night, the two of them gathered together and analyzed the hundreds of civil and military officials in the capital city. It was a pity that they had nothing to gain in the second half of the discussion. In the end, they were too sleepy and fell asleep in the study unknowingly. .

On the second day, Zhao Min woke up earlier. He was surprised at first. When he saw Song Qingshu sleeping on the opposite table, a faint smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Tipping and running out to freshen up, Zhao Min noticed the weird eyes when people looked at her. He was still a little puzzled at first, but quickly reacted. It turns out that these people were shocked by her sleeping with a man. one room.

Although the two did not have physical contact in the house, these people outside didn't know. From their point of view, Zhao Min was obviously sleeping with Song Qingshu.

Zhao Min's cheeks reddened, and a hint of shame flashed in his eyes, but such a misunderstanding was inconvenient to explain. Wouldn't it be possible to catch someone and say that nothing happened between her and Song Qingshu last night?

For one thing, people would not believe it, and secondly, she couldn't afford to lose this person.

I hurriedly freshened up, and came back to find that the instigator was still asleep, Zhao Min walked over and kicked his stool without being angry: "Lazy pig, get up!"

Song Qingshu was frightened awake in an instant, if it weren't for his martial arts, maybe this one would make him fall to the ground: "What's the situation?"

Seeing the shiny water stains on the corners of his mouth, Zhao Min threw the towel in his hand to him with a look of disgust: "It's disgusting that such a big person is drooling while sleeping." When she said this, her face couldn't help but a little. Hong, it turns out she was in the same situation when she got up just now.

Song Qingshu smiled and wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel: "I can get the princess to serve and wash, I don't know it is the blessing of several lifetimes." While talking, he suddenly smelled the faint fragrance on the towel, and his face was strange. , "It's so fragrant, wouldn't you have used it?"

Zhao Min realized that he just threw his things to him, secretly embarrassed, but couldn't admit it: "How could it be mine? It belongs to Aunt Wu who is cooking in the yard."

"Oh, in that case, I'll use it to wipe my feet." Song Qingshu said deliberately.

"Dare you!" These words caused Zhao Min Liu's eyebrows to stand upright. Seeing Song Qingshu's smiley eyes, she immediately understood that she had been tricked by him.

"Asshole~" Zhao Min scolded, but couldn't help laughing first, "I don't bother to care about you. After washing up, I went out to taste the delicacies of Shangjing."

The two soon appeared on the street in the city, tasting all kinds of special delicacies in Shangjing, because last night they thought about it for so long and didn't think of any clues. Now they are not talking about Murong Jingyue very tacitly. Disappointment is considered a complete vacation. The two have a rare opportunity to relax, so they cherish it very much.

It’s a pity that I just enjoyed it for a while. Zhao Min’s men ran over and took a look at Song Qingshu. The man hesitated and experienced what happened last night. They have already assumed that this person is their uncle of Ruyang Palace. Most of you don't need to hide it from him. However, Zhao Min had always been extremely strict with his orders, and he was worried about being dealt with by Zhao Min afterwards. In the end, he didn't say it publicly but went to Zhao Min's side and whispered a report.

"What happened?" When the man left, Song Qingshu asked casually. It is not difficult to eavesdrop with his skill, but out of respect, he did not eavesdrop on the other party's conversation.

"The Southern Song Dynasty mission is coming to a small town thirty miles outside of the city. It would have been possible to enter Beijing today, but the Southern Song Dynasty seems to attach more importance to good times and good times. They plan to rest outside the city for a whole night, tomorrow morning. Enter the city again." Zhao Min replied.

"Southern Song Mission..." Song Qingshu's eyes condensed, knowing that this was to discuss sending troops from the north and the south to attack the Kingdom of Jin.

"To destroy the peace talks today is the best opportunity. If they are watched by all parties after they enter the city, coupled with the protection of the various armies of the Liao State, the difficulty of what they want to do will not only increase. Doubled."

Song Qing's writing is weird: "Are you suggesting that I should do something?"

Zhao Min smiled: "I didn't say anything."

Song Qingshu finally couldn't help being curious. He looked at her with scorching eyes and asked: "It stands to reason that the Song-Liao Alliance dispatched troops to attack the Kingdom of Jin is the most beneficial to your Mongolia, why are you helping me like this?"

Zhao Min's face turned red, and he looked away: "You don't have to think about what you don't have. I'm not helping you, but myself."

"Help yourself?" Song Qingshu wondered.

"It is good for Mongolia but not necessarily good for Ruyang Palace. Over the years, I have faintly noticed that the sweat has begun to be jealous of my father, but because he still needs his father to help him navigate the Central Plains, I didn’t do it. But if the country of Jin, the most powerful enemy on the Central Plains side, collapses, things like the Niao Jian Gong Zang have to be guarded." Zhao Min said while looking north, his eyes full of worries.

It seems that the power struggle in Mongolia has also reached a white-hot stage...Song Qingshu secretly thought, but joked: "It seems that you are planning to support the bandits."

"Don't say it so badly," Zhao Min glared at him, "self-preservation always requires wisdom, so if you want to go?"

"Go, of course," Song Qingshu knows what his purpose is to go north, and of course he can't make Song Liao alliance so easily. "Will you accompany me?"

Zhao Min's face blushed, don't turn your face away: "What am I doing with you is not my business."

"That's true," Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "Then we should divide the troops. I will stop the Southern Song Dynasty mission, and you will continue to investigate Murong Jingyue's whereabouts."

"Okay." Zhao Min was just as simple as it was, without any muddle-headedness.

After parting with Zhao Min, Song Qingshu rushed all the way to the small town outside the city. The 30-mile road was not far away. Because it was still early, he deliberately slowed down, lest the spirit of the mission was the best in the early morning. Good time.

About an hour later, he finally rushed to the small town. The Liao State sent people to arrange the Southern Song delegation to stay at the station. Song Qingshu secretly investigated and roughly figured out the scale of the delegation.

Not many people were sent this time in the Southern Song Dynasty, only about 20 people, obviously for the purpose of making the target smaller and not easily detected by the enemy. Except for the chief and deputy envoys, they are all good players from a hundred miles. It seems that Song Ting also attaches great importance to the safety of the mission.

"I don't know how to stop the alliance between the two countries." Song Qingshu hid in a tree, very distressed. In fact, he already had an answer in his heart, but he never wanted to face it.

The simplest way to destroy the alliance between the two countries is to kill the mission team. More advanced methods can deliberately let go of one or two people, and finally blame the Khitan people.

At that time, even if Song Ting disregarded the predecessors and sent a new mission, he would be able to buy a few months more time after time. And you can continue to kill until the two countries are suspicious of each other, then you're done.

But Song Qingshu is not such a cruel and easy to kill person, especially for his own interests in the Kingdom of Jin, he always can't get through that hurdle in his heart for killing Song people.

"If Zhao Min were here, I would have ridiculed my wife's benevolence again." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, his expression moved, and he subconsciously hid in the bushes. It didn't take long for a masked man to burst in from outside and sneak into the post quietly all the way.

"This figure seems to be familiar?" Song Qingshu was puzzled, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

When I was having a headache, there was a burst of whispers from inside. Although it stopped abruptly, Song Qingshu instantly heard that it was a scream before death.

"This person..." Song Qingshu was startled, and he was hesitant to go over and take a look. The Khitan warriors at the post station were obviously also startled, and they hurried over here with their weapons.

At this moment, the Kung Fu man in black had walked out of the room, and a drop of blood slowly leaked out of the sword in his hand.

Song Qingshu's eyes condensed, he has recognized this sword, this is Xue Yiren's sword!

At this time, the group of Khitan warriors found that the people of the Southern Song Dynasty mission were lying in a pool of blood, and they were all horrified, screaming and rushing towards the murderer.

A flash of blood flashed in the air, and Xue Yiren's sword was like death's sickle, gleaming with blood-red and poignant rays, harvesting one life after another.

About the effort of sticking incense, there were no living people in the station. Xue Yiren took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood on the sword, slowly retracted the sword into its sheath, and walked out leisurely, as if something had happened just now. It didn't happen in general.

Song Qingshu quietly went to the room to investigate, and found that the members of the Song Dynasty envoy were killed with a sword. Many guards' knives had just been drawn, and there was still horror in his eyes, as if he did not expect the other party's sword to arrive soon This point.

"Xue Yiren is a member of the Imperial City Division, why did he kill the court's mission?" Song Qingshu was shocked, and the development of this plot was a bit beyond his expectation.

The more I thought about it, the more suspicious, Song Qingshu finally decided to follow up and have a look. Xue Yiren's light work is very good. At this moment, the kung fu has left the town for a few miles, but it is also because Song Qingshu is so light and unparalleled, it is difficult to gradually catch up with him.

Seeing Xue Yiren’s back, Song Qingshu slowed down~IndoMTL.com~ Xue Yiren’s swordsmanship is already one of the best in the world, and he can’t be captured for a while, and his character is tough, most of the time. There is nothing to ask from his mouth, so I might as well follow him secretly to see where he is going and who is behind him, to find out.

Xue Yiren works in the Imperial City Division. Not only is his martial arts extraordinary, but he is also good at tracking and concealing. Thanks to Song Qingshu's current cultivation base, he can follow behind him unconsciously. In this way, he was almost spotted two or three times in the middle.

"Huh, actually entered the upper capital?" Seeing the city gate in the distance, Song Qingshu became more and more suspicious, "Could it be that Xue Yiren colluded with the Liao people?"

However, he quickly rejected this speculation. Now it makes no sense to kill the Song Kingdom from the perspective of the Liao Kingdom, but Xue Yiren can't always work for the Jin Kingdom, right?

Song Qingshu, as the highest level in the Kingdom of Jin, naturally knew that this was impossible, so he became more and more curious about Xue Yiren's motives.

Following Xue Yiren all the way into the city, I saw him walking around, and soon came to a secluded house——

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