Beacon quenching beauty

Song Qingshu's aftertaste of being bombed by the "thunderbolt, thunder and fire bomb" has not disappeared, and there are bursts of buzzing in his ears. He is really exhausted. He once stayed in the Emei faction for a while, and he is very aware of the seemingly philistine way of giving money. The practice is actually very effective, so I want to spend money on it.

Hearing Zhang Wuji keep helping him save money, he was surprised and wanted to pull him over to have a closer look to see if this person was still Grand Master Zhang.

He turned his head violently, his mind was spinning, and he couldn't help but staggered.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly supported him, held his hand to get his pulse, and said in surprise, "Why are you so tired!"

Song Gaishi saw how powerful the women of the Emei Sect were, so he didn't dare to go any further, and hid in the crowd. Hearing this, he said, "So these women...women don't know what to do. My elder brother has only stayed up for a few days and nights. After spending so much energy to capture Kaifeng, they entered Kaifeng City and heard that they were trapped by Marshal Chen's soldiers before they even sat down in the chair. Hard work, can you not be tired!"

Zhang Wuji suddenly became angry, and raised his voice, "How many times have I told you that your body can't be tired! Something will happen! Why don't you listen! You want to save Miss Zhou, so send me a message. I'm coming!"

Song Qingshu almost wanted to cover his ears. Zhang Jiaozhu has always been tolerant, polite and patient with others, but he occasionally showed his true temperament and lost his temper. I don't know if he should be honored. He sighed, "There are two thousand Soldiers are surrounding you, Mingjiao's army can't move in, and it's useless for you to come by yourself."

He braced himself and said to the Emei Sect, "Everyone of the Emei Sect, please don't worry, this matter happened because of me, I will definitely send someone to worship the Buddha on the golden summit of Emei to apologize, although sending incense and gold is a philistine, but ordinary people like me can only come up with this There is no way to apologize, and please don’t hold it against me.”

Zhao Lingzhu, who was behind Zhou Zhiruo, took a step forward, "Master, there is only one decent town near here. Our disciples have been on the mountain for a few days and can't eat or sleep well. They are really sleepy and can't go far. We must go there to rest and recuperate. It will take a few days. This General Song was injured by our "Thunderbolt Thunderbolt" just now, and he probably won't rush back immediately. He is also going to the town over there. In my opinion, what he said is quite polite. Let’s turn the fighting into friendship, and if you can save it, the town over there will not stop.”

Zhao Lingzhu is one of the lay disciples of Miejue Shitai. He is very senior in the Emei sect, and he has always been prudent.

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, and said loudly, "Okay, since General Song has explained it this way, I can't hold on to it, but it will make me look stingy." She waved her hand, "Let's go."

Zhang Wuji said to Song Qingshu, "Don't send someone to Emei, I'll ask Mingjiao disciples to send incense money for you."

Song Qingshu didn't understand why he had to save this money for himself, "No, Mingjiao is now going to war everywhere, and the military supplies must be tight. Suddenly, for an inexplicable reason, such a large sum of money is sent out, even if you are the leader. Bar."

He actually wanted to ask Zhang Wuji: Are you in charge?Later, I thought that this remark seemed to belittle the authority of Zhang Jiaozhu, so I changed it to be more tactful.

Zhang Wuji didn't care about these things, and said honestly, "It's really not easy to explain to the brothers in the sect, then I will send someone to Emei and tell Master Zhou that I owe her first."

Song Qingshu was dizzy and amused, "Then I'll send someone to deliver it myself, why bother you, people think I want to go around and pay my bills."

Zhang Wuji clenched his teeth, he must help.

"What on earth do you want to do? You don't need to save me money, I just won Kaifeng, 1 taels is a trivial matter."

Zhang Wuji thought to himself that I'm not helping you save money, I don't care if your money is spent elsewhere, but sending it to Mount Emei, no matter how you hear it, it sounds like you are sending it to an engagement ceremony, which is really uncomfortable.

Thirty miles west of here is a medium-sized town called Baoning Town.

The Emei faction took the lead, Song Qingshu's team followed closely, and the front and back feet all arrived in Baoning Town.

A large group of soldiers and horses was stationed outside the town, and Song Qingshu led the same group of soldiers, along with Song Gaishi and Zhang Wuji, to the only inn in the town to stay overnight.Inevitably, they ran into one place with the Emei faction.

The owner of the inn connected two big business deals, he was so happy that he smiled brightly, and tried his best to squeeze the twenty or so people from the Emei Sect and Song Qingshu's group, including the chief and his own soldiers, into more than a dozen rooms in his small inn in the guest room.

Song Gaishi has followed Song Qingshu for a long time, knowing that this elder brother can bear it when he has no choice, but he is still very particular about it when he can.So he threw out the money and ordered the shopkeeper to prepare new and clean bedding and bathtubs to Song Qingshu's room.

Zhang Wuji was not idle either, he personally went to the small medicine shop in the town and bought back a lot of medicinal materials in large and small packages.

When I went back to the room, I found that the water was steaming inside. A large bathtub was placed on the ground. Song Qingshu had already taken a shower and went to bed to fall asleep.

Lifting the curtain, he probed and said, "Qingshu, eat and drink medicine before going to sleep."

But Song Qingshu was leaning on the bed in a daze and didn't sleep, "Qingshu, what are you thinking? It's okay to think less about things, too much thinking will hurt your health."

Song Qingshu said faintly, "I'm thinking that I'm much better now than before, let alone seeing her before, even if I accidentally thought of her, my mind would be agitated and uncomfortable for a long time. I have to take the Ningshen pill you gave me. I didn't plan to show up in front of the Emei faction this time, and I didn't expect them to catch up by themselves. But today is fine, and it's okay to talk to her for so long."

"Her? You said Master Zhou."

Song Qingshu nodded absently.

Zhang Wuji sighed, turned his head and walked away, "It cost 1 taels of silver just to say a few words, and he said it's okay! You lie down, and I'll make you some medicine."

Song Qingshu smiled at his back, it was really comfortable to have such a caring person by his side.

……

In the evening, a young disciple of the Emei Sect brought a pot of tea to the room of the head master Zhou Zhiruo, "Master, please use tea."

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, "Put it on the table. There was a lot of noise outside just now, did General Song bring someone here?"

"Yes."

"Where is the leader Zhang? Did he come with them too?" Zhou Zhiruo has sharp eyes and ears, and she heard Song Qingshu and others as soon as they arrived, but Zhang Wuji has not made a sound since arriving, Zhou Zhiruo can't hear his voice, respecting his identity I can't go out to check by myself, so I caught the little disciple who came to deliver tea and asked.

The little disciple is a little nun with a lively temperament, and she was wondering about this in her heart. When the master asked her, she said it truthfully, "Master Zhang is also here, but it's very strange. I went to the kitchen to make tea for you just now and found that Zhang The leader is actually in the kitchen of the inn, borrowing someone else's stove to cook. How can such a dignified leader need to cook by himself, but he doesn't know what he is cooking. "

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't hold back anymore, she stood up, "I'll go and have a look."