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Song Qingshu kept walking, walked through the corridor and courtyard, pulled Zhang Wuji back to his room, entered the inner room, and threw it on the bed, "What do you mean? What's going on recently? I asked you to come to Kaifeng several times. There is no reply, so I waited and waited, but let me wait for the news that the Mingjiao sent troops and I robbed Pingxiang!"

Zhang Wuji stood up and asked back, "Mingjiao has already dispatched troops to pacify the village?"

"That's right, don't you know?"

"I went to Wudang Mountain to invite my uncle, and then I came directly to Kaifeng. The news I heard on the way must not be delivered as quickly as your army's soldiers."

"You really don't know? Don't they need to ask you what you mean when they do this kind of thing? Wuji, what have you been up to recently? Have you really resigned as the leader of Mingjiao?" Song Qingshu was surprised, "Why should I Not a single sound was heard."

"There is no resignation, but I have separated the teaching affairs from the military affairs. Among the brothers in the teaching, those who are willing to stay and fight in the country will be included under Marshal Zhu's command. Full authority has been handed over to Marshal Zhu."

Song Qingshu was beyond surprised, "You actually did such a drastic thing! Wuji, what hit you a while ago?"

Zhang Wuji pulled him to sit down with him, and sighed, "No, but it can be said that there are. A few days ago, we fought several battles with the Taiping Army, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. This is a real fight for power and power without regard for the lives of the people and soldiers. They are killed here and there, and the dead are actually Han Chinese. It is really contrary to what I reported when I agreed to be the leader of Mingjiao. purpose."

"Wuji, there can only be great order after great chaos. This has always been the case."

"I know, but even if this chaos is inevitable, I don't want me to be one of them. The master said that since ancient times, people who dare to fight for the world are desperadoes. Nine losses, the one who wins in the end must have bloody hands, ignorant of his conscience, stepping on countless corpses to step on the supreme position, I am not interested in high positions, and I don't want to be a person with bloody hands." Serious To Song Qingshu, "I will not force people in the Ming Cult to listen to me, but it is also impossible to lead the Ming Cult to fight for the world for their selfish desires, so I let them choose by themselves. If you are capable, you can either follow Marshal Zhu, or compete with Marshal Zhu. If you are willing to follow me, you can follow me back to the Mingjiao chief rudder Guangmingding, and we will return to the original martial arts school. Qingshu, I will not come reluctantly You, you decide for yourself, if you are willing to retire to Guangmingding with me, that would be the best; You are a doctor accompanying the army, and you are in charge of General Song's daily medicine and food."

Song Qingshu stared at him in a daze, then suddenly smiled, "Then I'm what you call a desperado, the one who stirs up trouble in the chaos, are you still willing to stay with me?"

"Yes, I also like you as a desperado. It's just...Qing Shu, medicine is not a panacea. What I told you before was not alarmist. You have to understand that when people fight for the world, what they fight for is soldiers and horses. You fight for the world. To lose your own body."

"Life is a matter of life and death, isn't it just a few years less life, as long as you agree to take care of my father for me at that time."

Zhang Wuji shook his head, and said very seriously, "Qing Shu, I'm sorry, I can't do it."

Song Qingshu stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "You still say you won't force me! If you don't force me, what would you do to find my father all the way here? If you don't force me, you won't even agree to such a request!"

Zhang Wuji smiled wryly, and stretched out his hand to pull him, "Qing Shu, don't be angry, if you get angry, you will hurt your liver meridian. You should also think about it for me, it's not that I don't want to promise you, I'm worried that I really can't do it, so I promise now At that time, I have to break my promise... If you are not here, I am afraid that I will also..."

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The two sat facing each other until the east was pale, and Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji in front of him, with thick eyebrows and handsome eyes, gentle and thick, this person seemed to have always been like this, and hadn't changed.

Of course, Zhang Wuji is not a man of gods, and he will make stupid mistakes, but he is willing to tolerate Zhang Wuji's mistakes. There is only one person in the world who allows him to be so tolerant.

The mood gradually changed from unwillingness to helplessness, and finally he had to admit that maybe he really forced Zhang Wuji, no one can talk to his beloved one calmly about how to arrange his funeral.

With a chuckle, "You might as well tell me directly that I can live without the world, I'm afraid it will be better, but you can't live without me."

Zhang Wuji lowered his mouth, "I won't say such nasty words, I just think about it in my heart."

"Are you stupid? If you just don't want to say anything, how can others know!"

Zhang Wuji blinked, "You're so smart, so you can know it, and I really don't want to force you to do anything, just do it according to your own heart."

"I know, you didn't force me, I still don't know what you are, Master Zhang promises a lot, if you can say 'I will accompany me in everything', then you really think so, and you will definitely be able to do it. "

Stand up, move your stiff hands and feet, go to the table, pick up a small wine jug, pull out the cork, the room is filled with the smell of wine, turn around and say to Zhang Wuji, "Have a drink, and welcome Master Zhang Finally, you have come to Kaifeng Mansion."

"Qing Shu, you'd better not drink."

Song Qingshu ignored him, looked around, "There is no wine glass, just drink like this." He went to the bed and sat down, and took a sip by himself first.

"Qing Shu, I'm not very good at drinking either. If I drink too much, I won't be able to control myself." Zhang Wuji wanted to persuade him, but Song Qingshu leaned over and kissed him, his mouth was blocked, his teeth were pried open, and he swallowed his alcohol. past.

Before he swallowed the wine, Zhang Wuji was already intoxicated, so there was nothing to persuade him. He put his arms around Song Qingshu's shoulders and began to respond carefully.

Song Qingshu didn't drink it himself, but just fed him. Zhang Wuji had never tried such a delicious drinking method, and he was poured down half a pot of wine in three or two rounds. Sour, but this way of drinking, not to mention wine, even plain water, he would love it.

"How do you feel?" The clear voice became a little hoarse, and the hot air exhaled by the ears made half of the body crisp.

"very nice."

"I'm asking how do you feel? Do you feel weakness in your hands and feet, or weakness in your limbs?"

"Huh?" Zhang Wuji didn't understand, he just stood up naturally, and suddenly found that he couldn't exert any strength in his hands and feet, and his head felt dizzy. The Shangmai door went numb, and was firmly held by Song Qingshu.

"Qing Shu, what are you doing? What did you mix in the wine?"

Song Qingshu approached and smiled, his eyes were curved, full of excitement and joy, almost like a teenager, Zhang Wuji stared blankly for a moment, and admired from the bottom of his heart, "Qingshu, you are so beautiful, since we met yesterday So far, this is the happiest smile."

"That's it," Song Qingshu was a little proud, and put aside the troubles about his family, country, future and career just now, looked at his eyes for a while, and said in his heart that you made me wait for more than half a year, this meeting is just a bunch of disappointing things. I'm not going to be polite about things that bother people, I have to find some compensation.

Laying Zhang Wuji flat on the bed, he went to take the cold tea on the table and rinsed his mouth first, then turned back, unceremoniously, and lay on Zhang Wuji's body when he went to bed, and said with a smile, "I mixed some sweat medicine in the wine, hum , asked you to match Shixiangruanjinsan, and you are perfunctory to me, and you can't match it for several years!" She twisted Zhang Wuji's waist forcefully, "Every time you tell a lie, it's extremely clumsy!"

Zhang Wuji said "Ouch", "Take it easy."

"Don't worry, I'll take it easy later." Song Qingshu began to untie Zhang Wuji's clothes, while talking to himself, "I was so stupid before, I had to wait for Shixiangruanjinsan, ordinary perspiration medicine will work."

Zhang Wuji accused, "Qingshu, you are too much, I came all the way to see you, you give me sweat medicine!"

Song Qingshu bit his lips lightly, "Dare to say that I'm too much, how many years have you evaded and denied it?"

Zhang Wuji was wronged and was speechless.

Song Qingshu knew that his inner strength was deep, and even if he was tricked into pouring a little common Mongolian perspiration medicine, it would not be able to hold him back for long. His subordinates quickened their speed, and within two strokes, they stripped off the clothes on both of them, pulled the quilt over it, and took Discussed with Zhang Wuji over the ointment by the bedside, "Next time you will make an orchid-flavored ointment, which smells more elegant."

Zhang Wuji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You're going to use it on me, and you want me to match it with something good?" Suddenly he moved his body vigorously, "Qingshu! Stop, stop, get dressed, someone is coming. "

Song Qingshu sneered, "Master Zhang, this method is not very clever..." He heard the guard outside shouting, "The master is here, you got up early! The general hasn't got up yet!"

He jumped up in shock, "My father woke up so early!"

Hearing that the guards outside were blocking Song Yuanqiao tactfully, Song Yuanqiao said with a smile, "Your general is my son, why are you so particular about it, and you have to report first, I will go in and call him, please keep your voice down, if he hasn't When I wake up, I will wait for him in the house for a while."

Seeing that the soldier couldn't stop him, he replied in a loud voice, "Yes, sir, then please go in and call the general yourself!...Actually, the general is a light sleeper, if you want him to sleep longer , it’s better to let the little one take you to the front for breakfast first, and come back later.”

Song Yuanqiao thought to himself, you know why the general is a light sleeper and still speaks so loudly, but seeing that this little soldier is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a childish face, he shook his head and didn't say much about him, and just pushed the door in by himself.

The room is divided into two, once inside, I saw my son sitting on a bamboo couch in the outer room, wearing only his coat, his hair was a bit messy, his face was flushed, he just woke up, "Father, are you so early?"

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Song Qingshu made a small gesture, "I talked to Wuji too late last night, so I left him to sleep here directly, and I gave him the bed."

Song Yuanqiao nodded in satisfaction at his son's friendly and modest behavior, but Zhang Wuji must have heard him talking inside and out for a long time, and sure enough he heard Zhang Wuji's voice from the inner room, "Master, you woke up so early."

Song Yuanqiao was thinking about his son, and woke up the two of them early in the morning, a little embarrassed, "Wuji, you go to sleep, don't need to get up, I'm going to have breakfast in front."

Pat Song Qingshu, "You should sleep a little longer too." Turning around and going out, thinking about it, there was a smell of alcohol in Qingshu's room, I'm afraid the two of them came back to drink again last night, no wonder they slept soundly.Alas, it's different when young people get together, Wuji usually doesn't drink a sip of wine in front of us, and Qing Shu didn't like drinking too much before.

Song Qingshu lifted the quilt as soon as his father left, got up and walked quickly into the inner room, only to see Zhang Wuji shrugging his shoulders, smiling sullenly, and said angrily, "My father helped you, so happy."

Zhang Wuji reached out and pulled him onto the bed to lie down together, and said with a smile, "No, no, I'm very sorry."

Song Qingshu fell into bed involuntarily after being pulled by him, knowing that he had suppressed the medicine just now, he pushed it away sullenly, "Get up, go have breakfast with dad."

Zhang Wuji held him down, got up and put on his clothes first, "I'll go, you didn't sleep last night, take a rest and get up again."

Quickly dressed, washed his face with the cold water in the basin in the house, and left. He stopped at the door, turned his back to Song Qingshu, looked down at his feet and said, "Qingshu, as long as we have each other in our hearts, who will actually do it?" It's all the same, I used to... I was just a little nervous, so...the days are long, and when I get to Guangmingding, I promise to prepare ten cans of bluegrass-flavored ointment."

Song Qingshu looked at his back in a hurry, and thought to himself what is this, seduction?Do you want to lure yourself back to the Bright Summit with him?

Feeling relieved, he lay on the bed and raised his voice, "Come here!"

A soldier came in with his head bowed, "General?"

"Let Qi Tianbao come to see me quickly."

Qi Tianbao was restless all night, when he heard that the general was looking for him early in the morning, he didn't dare to neglect, so he immediately came to the general's mansion to wait for orders.

Song Qingshu was waiting for him in the study, and as soon as Qi Tianbao arrived, he gave him a military order: allocate 5 troops to him, set off immediately, and rush to Luping Township, Shunde to reinforce Song and Zhao.

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Song Yuanqiao lived in Kaifeng for more than a month, and he was very happy. His son listened to his advice. Although he didn't agree to anything explicitly, he nodded in agreement with everything he said. You have to fight with your life.Song Yuanqiao was satisfied with making a special trip to persuade him to have such an effect.

The only regret is that Song Qingshu is often busy with other things during the day, father and son are not allowed to get together often, even if he wants to talk to him at night, to talk about father and son's love, he will go out of the city with Zhang Wuji to ride a horse to enjoy the moon. How could the two have such a great interest.

Song Qingshu has been very careful since he was almost "caught in bed" by his father that morning. With Song Yuanqiao in the mansion, he didn't dare to talk nonsense to Zhang Wuji, so he had to hide at night and find a rocky hill in the suburbs to sit. .

Fortunately, the weather has been good recently, and it’s not bad to look at the moonlit night sky outside at night. It’s not interesting. It’s rare to have such a leisurely time these years.

Because I had other plans, I took a step back and thought about everything, but my mood became more open, but there is still a hidden worry: everything here is easy to arrange, at most it is a matter of a little effort to plan, but Zhang Wuji really trusts Marshal Zhu so much. Are you sure that he won't come back to find trouble for these people of Mingjiao after his power is stabilized?After all, these people have a higher status in the religion than him, from teaching to advocate Wuji, to left and right messengers of light, to envoys holding the flag of the Five Elements Banner!How can he feel at ease?

"Wuji, are you sure that handing over such a large rebel army to Marshal Zhu will not cause any trouble?"

"In fact, most of the rebel army is under the control of Marshal Zhu. He has devoted himself to running the business all these years, and he has contributed a lot. He deserves to be a veritable commander. Our Mingjiao retreated to the Guangming Peak of Kunlun Mountain, far away from the Central Plains. There will never be any major conflicts with him, and I dare not say anything else, he will never have ill intentions towards Mingjiao."

Song Qingshu frowned, "How can you be so sure? Did he say it himself? Wuji, people's hearts are fickle, and what you say is unfounded!"

Zhang Wuji is very confident, "Since he joined the Ming Cult, he is a disciple of my Mingzun. If he dares to be unfaithful to the Ming Cult, he will inevitably suffer from the poison of the golden silkworm. I once asked Yang Zuoshi to find two A heinous person came back and put the golden silkworm poison on them, let Marshal Zhu see with his own eyes the tragic death method of the people who were poisoned by the golden silkworm, I forgive him that he will not dare to act recklessly in the future."

"Golden Silkworm Gu Poison?" Song Qingshu felt a chill behind his back, recalling that when the six major sects besieged Guangmingding, the leader of the Huashan School, Xian Yu, rolled all over the ground after being poisoned by the Golden Silkworm Gu Poison, making the sound like killing a pig.Looking at Zhang Wuji's very gloomy face, he suddenly understood why Zhang Wuji was always unwilling to mention this matter. It was really against his nature to intimidate others with this method, and it was probably the last thing he wanted to do.

Looking at the open four fields, he comforted, "Let's think about it, the state-owned state-law family has family rules, if the Mingjiao has no such rules and restrictions, why should they restrain the disciples of the sect, you have frightened him alone, and you can save countless people in the future." Trouble." He suddenly changed his subject, "The stars are shining tonight, and the night is alluring, let's see more, it won't be easy to see when we reach the Bright Summit in the future."

"How come, the stars and the moon can be seen here, so naturally the Guangming Summit can also be seen."

Song Qingshu nodded with a smile, and stood up, "That's right, then go back and be with my father. It's true that it won't be easy to see him in the future."

The gloom in Zhang Wuji's heart faded away, and he walked side by side, looking sideways, the jade-white face of the person beside him was as clear as water in the night, with twinkling stars in his eyes, the long gown on his body was flowing, and he was graceful.

Speaking of which, Song Qingshu is almost 30 years old, but he has become more and more attractive in recent years. He was originally born well because of his success in career, and the strength of character supported by his fighting spirit is the result.

Knowing what he said just now, he clearly agreed to go back to Guangmingding with him, but he was relieved in his heart, but also a little uneasy, he pulled Song Qingshu, "Qingshu, don't wrong yourself because of me, I have nothing to do now anyway, you I'll be with you no matter what."

Song Qingshu smiled, held his hand and continued to walk slowly, and said leisurely, "Don't be wronged, Wuji, you are always too kind, you are obviously trying to persuade me to live a few more years, why do you say it yourself? It's not the same thing if I want to wrong myself to cater to you."