Flower Stealing Master Chapter 126: Sore on the top of the head and pus on the soles of the feet.

"I don't know who the emperor will marry Wu Yingxiong?" In order to better flatter, Wei Xiaobao spent a lot of time to improve his business level. He more or less memorized some idioms related to the emperor. Some, "But this is too cheap for Wu Yingxiong's turtle eggs."

"Naturally, I won't be so cheap for him..." Suddenly realized something, Kangxi glanced at Song Qingshu and said: "I plan to marry Princess Jianning to him. At that time, Xiaobao, you will be the wedding envoy, Qingshu When you marry the general, you two will **** Jianning all the way to Shanhaiguan, and take the opportunity to win over Wu Sangui."

Seeing Kangxi's unclear words, Wei Xiaobao felt happy: It seems that Xiao Xuanzi and I are our own, and Song Big Brother certainly didn't know that Jianning was the fake Queen Mother.

It suddenly occurred to him that Jianning had a good relationship with him. Although he was not as good as his wives, he was still a beauty. It would be a pity that Wu Yingxiong was cheap. He felt a little bit reluctant, but knew that this was the emperor. He can do nothing about the arrangement.

But after another thought, I knew that Wu Sangui was rich in the world and had always been generous to court officials. This time I went to Shanhaiguan to make a lot of money, and I immediately became happy again.

Song Qingshu was very reluctant. Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi are now missing. He still wants to stay in the capital to find out the whereabouts of the two. Secondly, he doesn't want to get too involved in the affairs of the Man Qing court to help Kangxi. Eliminate dissidents.

A hidden danger and crisis-ridden Manchu court is the most beneficial to Song Qingshu. If Kangxi succeeds in integrating the forces of Wu Sangui and Prince Bao, Manchu will be free from internal troubles, plus Kangxi, a promising emperor. , I'm afraid there is a tendency to sweep the world, so Song Qingshu is really only a dog of the Qing Dynasty.

"Okay, you go back and prepare first. Three days later, we will set off to **** Jianning to Shanhaiguan." Kangxi didn't know the thoughts of the two under him. If he knew that his two confidants were pregnant with ghosts, I would be so angry. .

Song Qingshu returned to her courtyard. Before pushing the door open, she was still a little worried, and she didn't know how to face Zhou Zhiruo again.

When he saw that there was no one in the room, and the beauty was gone, he felt lost and a touch of fortune.

In fact, when Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo in bed in the morning, she knew she was awake. But the other party is willing to continue to pretend to sleep, and he has no reason to say it.

The two have a rare tacit understanding, keeping the last veil not torn. Song Qingshu didn't know how to face Zhou Zhiruo, and Zhou Zhiruo also didn't know how to face Song Qingshu.

He retaliated with hatred, but he lost his wife and broke down. Zhou Zhiruo's heart was full of embarrassment, "His martial arts at this time is already above me. I didn't grasp the chance of being injured so good last night. It is even harder to kill him. It seems that I have to abandon the quick method of Jiuyin. Only by studying the exquisite martial arts in it is possible to take revenge."

Zhou Zhiruo muttered to herself when she left, wondering if she was really thinking about revenge or covering up the panic in her heart at this time.

Perhaps realizing her unusual weakness, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes turned cold, and she thought of the two children by the Dongting Lake: "These two children are so upholding Song Qingshu, they must have a close relationship with him. When I catch you In front of you, it depends on whether you want their life or your own life." Zhou Zhiruo glanced bitterly at the room before turning away resolutely.

Song Qingshu naturally didn't know all this, he was staring at the messy room in a daze. The broken porcelain and bed sheets have been torn into pieces, causing Song Qingshu’s face to twitch: "What a prodigal girl, do you know that I have managed to save these things, and maybe I can bring them later. Go back to modern times to sell money, they are all antiques!"

In the next few days, Song Qingshu went everywhere to inquire about Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi, but the result was nothing.

In Song Qingshu's eyes, Xia Qingqing is not only a chuchu poor confidante, but also represents the entire Golden Snake Camp. In his eyes, Li Yuanzhi was not only an eccentric official lady, but also represented her admiral father with a heavy hand.

But now that the two of them are missing, Song Qingshu only feels that most of his previous efforts have turned into spectacles, and the whole person suddenly becomes listless.

Three days later, Song Qingshu bid farewell to Yanjing City and escorted Princess Jianning to Shanhaiguan with Wei Xiaobao.

"I hope they can see their books when they go back." Song Qingshu rode on the horse, and the guard was near the Jianning car, in a daze.

The letter he left in the house simply wrote down his whereabouts. He didn't dare to write anything in detail. If someone else finds out, the crime of fornicating and anti-thief is not just a play.

Of course Song Qingshu understands that the probability of the two women going back is almost negligible. There is no news broadcast in this world, and there is no way to make a missing person notice. There is a huge crowd, and if you want to meet two women, it's the same* looking for needles.

"As the saying goes, we have a thousand miles to meet each other by fate. It seems that we can only rely on fate. I hate this feeling of powerlessness." Song Qingshu laughed at herself.

"General Song, what fate are you talking about?" At this moment, a female voice came from beside him.

Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at it. It turned out that Princess Jianning opened the curtains of Feng Hu and was looking at herself curiously.

This is the first time Song Qingshu saw Jianning. She was fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a face with melon seeds, thin lips, agile eyebrows, and she was quite heroic. It is impossible to imagine that she is a combination of S attributes and M. The best of all properties.

Thanks to Liu Yucui's role, Song Qingshu has always had a dislike for the role of Jianning. Although he admired Liu Yucui's brilliant acting skills very much, her appearance was really unsightly. No way, Song Qingshu is such a shallow man sometimes.

Even in the other versions of Lu Ding Ji, there is no shortage of beautiful women playing the role of Jianning, but Liu Yucui’s impression of him is really indelible, and he can no longer reverse Song Qingshu’s image of "Jianning is not only a pervert, but also an ugly monster".

"Oh, yes, and his role as A Zi... I hope that A Zi in this world must not look like that," Song Qingshu said to himself, "but I have already seen A Zhu in Yanziwu. Now, they were born to a mother, so they shouldn’t be far behind."

"Dog minion, this princess is asking you something!" Jianning had rarely spoken to each other before, and I didn't know that Song Qingshu didn't respond at all. On the contrary, where a person was talking to himself, Jianning's nature was immediately exposed.

"It's really vulgar!" Song Qingshu glanced at her contemptuously, then slapped her with a slap.

With a loud slap in the face, Jianning covered his cheeks and looked at him incredulously: "You dog..." Song Qingshu had already clicked the dumb acupuncture points without saying the rest.

Song Qingshu moved too fast, and deliberately blocked the front and back vision with his body, so the rest of the people didn't notice his unruly behavior.

"If you dare to scold me like this in the future, I'll give you a slap on the face. Don't trust other guards. You must have heard of my martial arts. If you provoke me to instigate cruelty, kill the others. Be clean, and then sell you to a prostitute, so that thousands of people will be crushed by thousands of people."

Song Qingshu glanced at her coldly. Some women are loved by them, but some women are naturally short, and Jianning is the stranger of the latter.

Seeing the pleading expression in her eyes, Song Qingshu took out a candy pill from her arms and stuffed it directly into her mouth, and smoothly relieved her dumb acupuncture point, "I just gave you a martial arts poison on top of her head. Sores on the soles of the feet, pus and rotten Mimi Pills', its effects must not be explained by me just by listening to the name."

"Where is there such a weird medicine in the world?" Jianning was taken aback and asked uncertainly.

"Believe it or not," Song Qingshu snorted coldly, "I will give you an antidote every day to suppress its toxicity. But if you dare to tell what happened today, hey, wait for it to become a mess Pus and blood."

Jianning saw that he didn't look like a joke, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and she winked and said, "Master Song, Brother Song, the slave and maid had no eyes on Taishan before, so he was offended, and Brother Song The adults don’t remember the villains, and forgive the slaves’ faults."

Song Qingshu shuddered all over, and glanced at her disgustingly: "Don't talk to me in such a disgusting voice, as long as you don't talk nonsense in the future, I will naturally not let you die."

After finishing riding the horse and galloping forward, I didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

Looking at Song Qingshu's leaving back, a trace of resentment flashed in Jianning's eyes, and he greeted a maid to come and say: "When you rest in the town in front of you, you will quietly inform Lord Wei and let him come to me. Come in the room."

"Princess, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's not appropriate to overrule." The maid said hesitantly. According to the rules of the royal family, the princess should naturally not be too close to other men before getting married. Alone men and widows are living in the same room, and it is obvious that they have been greatly overconfident.

"Am I a princess or you are a princess!" Jianning was furious when she heard that, thinking that she would be bullied by Song Qingshu, and now even a little palace lady dares to show herself? Grab a hairpin on the head and poke it on the maid, "If you ask you to go, you go."

"Yes, yes..." The maid dodges back painfully.

Twenty miles later, the procession of sending off relatives stopped in a small town, and the prefect greeted the group to rest in the other courtyard of a local rich gentleman's house.

Song Qingshu's injury has not been completely completed~IndoMTL.com~ As soon as he settled down, he returned to his room, and his energy was adjusted.

Received the palace maid’s notice, Wei Xiaobao came to Jianning’s room and said with a flattering smile: "The princess is looking for a slave, what's the order?" He cursed in his heart: You are a wicked species. Worry, send you to Shanhaiguan. Unfortunately, someday Xiao Xuanzi will do something with Wu Sangui. It is estimated that in a short time, the little **** will become a widow...

Princess Jianning was holding a broken porcelain blue and white bowl full of iced sour plum soup. She drank a few mouthfuls with a spoon and breathed a sigh of relief: "It’s hard for him to be a magistrate. There is ice hidden."

At this time, the sweet osmanthus fragrance in the sour plum soup filled the room. Hearing the clash of small ice cubes and spoons, Wei Xiaobao couldn't help but salivate.

Noting his expression, Jianning waved his hand: "Reward Lord Wei for a bowl, and let him quench his thirst."

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed. He took the sour plum soup and murmured a few big mouthfuls. He only felt that the cold breath passed through his chest, and he was inexplicably relaxed. He thought to himself: For the sake of this bowl of iced sour plum soup, I won’t scold you in my heart. Bastard...Wait, why are you so dizzy? With a bang, Wei Xiaobao fell headlessly on the table, immediately unconscious.