Fragrance Stealer

After stuffing the two of them under the bed, Song Qingshu sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice Qi.After an unknown amount of time, there was a hasty knock on the door. Song Qingshu opened his eyes, with a smug smile on his lips, "Sure enough."

"Who is it?" Song Qingshu pretended to be unsteady, ran staggeringly to open the door, and saw a group of officers and soldiers with bright armor.

"Guys, what is this?" Song Qingshu put on a humble smile.

"Blind your dog's eyes," a soldier on the side ran up, pointed at the leader and said, "Old man Liu, this is the chief master of Prince Bao's Palace."

"Forget it, he's a humble man who knows what's good or not," the manager Wei Sai waved his hand casually, "Old Man Liu, my lord invites you to come over."

"Master, did the little one do something wrong?" Song Qingshu said with a look of fear on his face.

"You'll know when you go, why are there so many nonsense, by the way, bring all your usual guys with you." Director Sai waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, okay." The two soldiers escorted Song Qingshu back into the house, picked up a box from a side cabinet, and pushed it out.

Song Qingshu remained silent along the way, looking completely timid and afraid of death, and finally entered Prince Bao's mansion.

Going around in the palace, Song Qingshu was taken to a secluded courtyard, and Hongli had been waiting in the room for a long time.

After glancing at Song Qingshu, Hongli pointed to the table beside him: "Old man Liu, I heard that your imitation skills are the best in the city. Take a look at the scripture over there, can you imitate it?"

Song Qingshu tremblingly came to the table, and there was an exquisite brocade box on it, and on the silk and satin in the brocade box was quietly lying a white Buddhist scripture - 42 chapters.

He picked it up carefully, flipped through a few pages at random, Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed, "It really is the "42 Chapters" of Zhengbaiqi." Turning around, he replied respectfully: "It can be imitated."

"That's good," Hongli stood up, and motioned the guards to bring the gold ingots on the plate to him, "You can imitate this Buddhist scripture as soon as possible, and the two ingots of gold are yours. I can tell the difference between the counterfeit things, hehe..." Hongli didn't finish his sentence, but the threat in his tone was self-evident.

"The young ones are for this job, absolutely no problem." Song Qingshu bent down and replied humbly.

"Okay, Director Sai, I'll leave this place to you. You keep staring at him, don't take a step away, understand?" Hongli ordered to Director Sai before going out.

"Your subordinates understand, and I will send you off to the lord." A group of people in the room hurriedly saluted Hongli... and saluted. Song Qingshu took this opportunity, and took out a scripture that had been prepared from his bosom with lightning speed. The original "42 Chapters" was replaced.

When Manager Sai came to his side and watched him imitate step by step, Song Qingshu couldn't hide his pride.

The last time I bargained with Su Quan, Su Quan's original intention was to numb Song Qingshu, and Song Qingshu was covering up his real purpose.

From the very beginning, he didn't intend to share the spoils with Su Quan afterwards. Firstly, he didn't believe that the old and cunning members of Shenlongjiao would obediently share half with himself; Get the "42 Chapters" from Hongli.

Song Qingshu simulated in his mind what he would do if he was in Hongli's position and encountered Shenlong Jiaoren who exchanged his only grandson for the equally precious "42 Chapters".Prince Bao's Mansion is huge and has many masters. Although it has the ability to wipe out all the members of the Shenlong Sect in Shengjing City, it is hard to guarantee that one or two fish that slipped through the net will not be leaked. It would be too risky to exchange the real "42 Chapters" with the other party. big.After much deliberation, Song Qingshu felt that the most likely choice for Hongli would be to replace the real scripture with a fake scripture from the very beginning. , When the grandson is replaced, Hongli will be able to chase and kill everyone of the Dragon Sect without any scruples.

Although Hongli may have other simple and crude choices, Song Qingshu never underestimated the ingenuity of those top people in the world. Since Hongli can achieve this position, he must be able to think of strategies that he can think of.So Song Qingshu resolutely put all his chips on this possibility. On the surface, he was negotiating with the members of Shenlong Sect how to distribute the benefits afterwards, but in fact he quietly inquired about Old Man Liu, the most famous book maker in Shengjing City. It took most of the day to observe his behavior and habits, as well as the work process, and when he received the news that the Shenlong Cult had kidnapped the twins, he immediately replaced him with a disguise and waited for the palace's call.

Now that he has stolen the real scriptures and brought them into his arms, Song Qingshu can naturally imitate them leisurely. The secrets in "The Classic of 42 Chapters" are probably known by Shuang'er besides Emperor Shunzhi and Wei Xiaobao. Others, such as Kangxi Hongli and others, even if they know that there is a big treasure hidden in it, they don't know that the map is in the cover of the scriptures. on the broken sheepskin.

People in the Dragon Sect really can't tell the difference between the real scriptures and the fake scriptures, but can Hongli tell the difference?Of course, just in case, Song Qingshu not only hid forged shredded sheepskins in the fake scriptures, but also just now when he was flipping through the scriptures in front of Hongli, Song Qingshu had already discovered the mark he secretly made in the book. Pages are creased and some words have slight nail scratches.

"Forgive you for being cunning, why don't you want to drink Lao Tzu's footwashing water?" Because of Xia Qingqing's incident, Song Qingshu didn't have a good impression of Hongli. mark.

Several hours later, Hongli returned to the room, looked at the two identical scriptures, nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly frowned: "Which one is true?"

Manager Sai and Song Qingshu pointed to the book on his right hand at the same time, Hongli threw the fake scripture aside, looked through the scripture on his right hand calmly, and found the secret code left on it before he breathed a sigh of relief , showing a smile: "Take him down first."

"Yes!" Director Sai led Song Qingshu out, Song Qingshu thought to himself: Hongli won't kill people to silence him, right?This is the only thing he is worried about. If the other party really wants to do something, how can he escape without disturbing Hongli...

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have such a plan, so Director Sai led Song Qingshu into a room and said, "You can't leave the house during this time, and stay here temporarily."

"Dare to ask the official, how long will you stay here?" Song Qingshu behaved like a frightened common man, and quietly slipped the ingot of gold that Hongli rewarded him into the hands of Director Sai.

Director Sai's face really looked better: "I didn't expect you to be quite sensible, don't worry, you will be released from the mansion as soon as the rumors pass. I don't know the exact time, anyway, I will notify you as soon as possible. Hello."

"Thank you, Director Sai, thank you, Director Sai." Song Qingshu sent him away gratefully.

Not long after, Song Qingshu opened the door and was about to go out, when a soldier stopped him at the door: "What are you doing?"

"The little one wants to go to the latrine." Song Qingshu said with a flattering smile.

"Come with me." The soldier gave him a disgusted look, and led him out, muttering, "What kind of shit is this shit?"

Song Qingshu followed behind the soldiers, although he bowed his head, he was still glancing around from the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly trembling all over, Song Qingshu noticed that there were a few soldiers standing beside a rockery pile, and there seemed to be a dark hole behind him, so he walked over there with a thought.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Song Qingshu approaching, several soldiers drew out their sabers and looked at him warily.

"I... I'm looking for a toilet." Song Qingshu said timidly, his eyes kept glancing inside.

"Blind your dog eyes, didn't you see what this place is? Do you also want to live in it?" Several soldiers yelled.

"Brothers, I'm sorry, Director Sai asked me to take care of this old man. If I didn't pay attention, he got lost." The soldier who led the way hurried over and apologized to the guards.

"I don't want to pursue it this time when I see Director Sai's face. Next time, be careful and lock him up!" The guard shouted and waved his hands to signal the two to leave quickly.

"What nonsense, it's just a few gatekeepers, so arrogant." As soon as the two of them left the guard's sight, the soldier yelled.

"Officer, it's not good to be petty, and you offended a few superiors." Song Qingshu quickly apologized.

"Damn!" the soldier scolded, "It's just a few jailers, bullshit superiors."

"Yes yes yes..." Song Qingshu nodded, looking back at the rockery pile thoughtfully, keeping the terrain firmly in his mind.

After returning to the room, Song Qingshu found a few things in the package, thought for a moment, then got up and walked out.

"Are you fucking finished and want to shit again?" Seeing him coming out again, the soldiers guarding the door were suddenly angry.

"Don't be angry, the official. It's just that when I helped the prince forge Buddhist scriptures just now, I seemed to find something strange in the scriptures. I didn't dare to say it at the time. Looking back now, I think it is necessary to report it." Song Qingshu quickly explained.

The soldier's eyes lit up, and he hesitated for a moment: "You stay here, I'll go to Director Sai."

Song Qingshu nodded, watching the soldiers disappear at the end of the corridor, thinking: In today's world, unless the subordinates are very sure of the source of the news, they will only inform their superiors, otherwise listening to the wind is like rain, and disturbing the superiors with some false news, After a few times, this subordinate can no longer be a subordinate.Director Sai looked like an old man, I hope he didn't just report to Hongli to know.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor, accompanied by the voice of Director Sai reprimanding his subordinates: "Why are you so careless and let him stay in the room alone, what if Old Man Liu took the opportunity to run away?"

When Director Sai saw Song Qingshu, the voice of reprimand stopped. With a wave of his hand, he ordered his subordinates to go out first. Looking at Song Qingshu, his eyes glowed: "I heard that you discovered the secret in the scriptures?" The confidant, naturally knows how much Hongli values ​​this scripture, if he finds out the secret of this scripture and reports it, it will be a great achievement.

"Yes, when I imitated the scriptures just now, I found..." Song Qingshu lowered his head, and his voice became lower and lower.

"What did you find?" Director Sai frowned, stepped forward, and put his ear in front of Song Qingshu.

Chapter 227 The Attraction of Famous and Notorious

"I found out the date of your death, Mr. Sai." Song Qingshu sneered, and stretched out his hand to grab his throat.

Originally, with the martial arts of Director Sai, as the number one master of the Manchus in Shengjing, even though he was weaker than Song Qingshu, he would not be powerless to parry.It's a pity that he didn't expect that the sick old man Liu was actually a martial arts master, and he was caught tightly when he was caught off guard.

"Hehehe..." Director Sai blushed and wanted to call for help, but all he heard was this meaningless sound, his hands were scratching everywhere, but he couldn't touch Song Qingshu.

"If you can be the first person I kill, you should also rest in peace." Song Qingshu sighed, twisted his wrist, and wiped it. Director Sai had already been twisted by him, and he fell to the ground with a puff, his eyes closed. Protruding, obviously dead.