[Comprehensive] When the cannon fodder bosses meet on a narrow road

Wang Baobao looked at Song Qingshu and sneered repeatedly, "Song Qingshu, you are too naive! How dare you say that this kind of thing today never happened before the founding of the Yuan Dynasty? How did the Song Dynasty die? Could it be that we Mongolians only know how to fight?"

Wang Baobao said loudly, "The emperor of the Song Dynasty appointed traitors to make trouble for the government, and he was as cowardly as a mouse! When the Jin soldiers entered the customs, how many beauties did Emperor Qinzong give to the Jin people to save his life? Which one was robbed or betrayed by his own emperor? It's even more distressing!"

Wang Baobao said again, "Also, when Marshal Boyan led his troops to the south and Xiangyang fell, what was the emperor of the Song Dynasty doing? Wasn't he drunk and dreaming of death?"

Song Qingshu is not as good as Wang Baobao in reading history books, but he is also eloquent. He immediately said, "I only know that when the people in power are insensitive and oppress the people, and when the world's rebels rise together, the country will not be far from subjugation. It was like this more than a hundred years ago. It must be the same now!"

Wang Baobao's face suddenly sank, and he said slowly, "It's a pity that Song Shaoxia is a quack, so he can speak quickly!"

Song Qingshu also said in a deep voice, "It's a pity that even if the young prince is a prince and grandson, he can't change the court's injustice, and he can't go against the general trend of the world!"

The debate between the two is really a match for chess and a good talent!Everyone stepped on their own painful feet!

Wang Baobao gasped for a few breaths, suppressed the raging anger, and said, "You are on Xiao Wang's territory, and you dare to talk like this. Could it be that Xiao Wang is too polite to you?"

Song Qingshu was really stunned when he heard the words, his hands on the table slowly clenched into fists, he couldn't help asking himself - since when did he relax so much in front of Wang Baobao?Didn't hide his true nature at all?

He obviously suffered a great loss in Wang Baobao's hands, so why is he still so arrogant and wanton on his territory?

This is very wrong!Even Wang Baobao, can he still forget the loss he suffered in his hands?Why did he appear in front of Wang Baobao without even thinking about it today?

Could it be that he was sure that Wang Baobao would not harm him?But why?

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, suddenly a little discouraged, and said, "That's right, I really shouldn't be so presumptuous in front of the little prince."

After finishing speaking, Song Qingshu stood up and said, "Little prince, can I take my leave now?"

Wang Baobao raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Where can you go now? Even if Xiao Wang doesn't arrest you, there are others outside who will arrest you. Do you still want to take Xiao Wang as a hostage?"

Song Qingshu shook his head, "The same method, how can I use it a second time in front of the little prince. Is the little prince sure to keep me?"

Wang Baobao stared sideways at Song Qingshu, and said slowly, "You just don't want to submit to the imperial court, so what if you only submit to Xiao Wang?"

Wang Baobao persuaded, "With your age, mentality and martial arts, it's a pity to just wander in the rivers and lakes."

Song Qingshu just shook his head, "Being obedient to you is different from submitting to the court. Why do you need to ask this question?"

Song Qingshu paused, and then said, "My lord, no matter you are a hero or a hero, if you are in such a court, you have already missed you."

Wang Baobao's body was shaken, he smiled wryly for a while, and said in a low voice, "I often have a feeling that if I don't kill you, I will regret it sooner or later."

Song Qingshu took a deep breath and remained silent.

After a long silence, Wang Baobao said, "Qingshu, can we become friends?"

Song Qingshu glanced at Wang Baobao, and said slowly, "The little prince is as open-minded as he is, and has a clear sense of resentment and hatred. If you are a Han, or even an ordinary Mongolian, it would be my good fortune to have a friend like you."

"Unfortunately, I'm just an ordinary Han people, but you are a high-ranking Mongolian nobleman. Between you and me, it's like two poles of heaven and earth, how can we be friends?"

Wang Baobao took a deep breath, stood up, waved his hands, and said, "You're right, I was temporarily confused."

"I'm leaving Baoding tomorrow. There will be people arresting you outside. I'll take you out then. Don't worry about those women." Wang Baobao turned his back to Song Qingshu, and said lightly, "Even if we are not friends, we can let you go." People who are disadvantaged by Xiao Wang should not be planted in this small Baoding Mansion."

Song Qingshu kept looking at Wang Baobao's back for a long time before he sighed softly.

Wang Baobao always keeps his word, so he took Song Qingshu out of the Pingzhang government office, and even out of Baoding City directly.

Once outside the city, Wang Baobao took Song Qingshu out of the team, "Song Shaoxia, please go on the road alone."

Song Qingshu panicked a little when he heard the words, and thought that the little prince had spent all his time to bring him out, so he shouldn't be here to kill someone to silence him.

Although he thought so in his heart, Song Qingshu still smiled and cupped his hands, "Thank you, little prince, for your hard work."

Wang Baobao sat on the horse and glanced at him casually, Song Qingshu turned around to leave, but Wang Baobao suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Song Qingshu took a deep breath, and his heart came to him, as expected, the topic is here.

Wang Baobao got off his horse, tapped the gem-studded riding whip on his hand, and said, "Song Shaoxia, you still owe me one thing."

"The little prince has orders today?" Song Qingshu wished Wang Baobao could finish his speech quickly so that he could finish.

Wang Baobao shook his head, Shi Shiran smiled, "Xiao Wang just reminded Song Shaoxia that after today's farewell, he will not know what year and month will be. If Song Shaoxia forgets, Xiao Wang is not at a big loss."

Song Qingshu smiled when he heard the words, "How can I forget, when will the little prince think it over, just send a letter to me. I will definitely do it for the little prince."

Wang Baobao nodded, "Then Song Shaoxia must take good care of you. Don't let Xiao Wang find you, but you have already killed yourself. At that time, don't blame Xiao Wang for being cruel and merciless, making you feel uneasy about death."

After finishing speaking, Wang Baobao got on his horse and whistled, and all the people in the Ruyang Palace followed the son and left with Song Qingshu alone.

Hearing Wang Baobao's words, Song Qingshu felt chills in the back of his head. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that this meant whipping corpses and digging graves. He couldn't help shivering several times before muttering, "Obviously It’s just to make people take care of themselves, once you say this, you really don’t want to take care of yourself.”

Song Qingshu wanted to laugh after thinking about it, but in the end he just shook his head, turned around and walked back to Baoding Mansion.

Song Qingshu entered Baoding Mansion again, in fact, it was just for one thing, he wanted to find out if the daughters of those families had really been rescued.

Although Wang Baobao agreed to this matter, in Song Qingshu's view, this little prince is a Mongolian nobleman after all.

Although Song Qingshu believed in his character, he was worried that there were many unexpected things about this young prince.

After all, it is a few human lives, how can you let go of it completely after entrusting it to someone?He and Wang Baobao are not friends who exchange lives, there are only a bunch of bad debts between them that can't be solved.

The wonton shop was closed, Song Qingshu searched around, and finally heard a neighbor say that the owner of the wonton shop and his wife returned home due to grief.

I asked a few more families, and those who lost their daughters all wandered away.

Song Qingshu was old in Jianghu, so he knew in his heart that Wang Baobao not only sent people to rob those women, but also arranged the way back very properly.

Song Qingshu was completely relieved, and went for a stroll at the base of the city wall, and when he saw the secret mark left before, he was overjoyed instantly.

Under the mark he left, there was another secret mark.

Song Qingshu found an inn in the south of Baoding City according to this secret, and as soon as Fang stepped into the door, he saw a person standing at the railing on the second floor.

Song Qingshu was overjoyed and shouted, "Fourth Uncle!"

Zhang Songxi saw Song Qingshu at a glance, and his face was filled with joy in an instant, "Qingshu."

Song Qingshu strode up to the second floor, Zhang Songxi looked him up and down, saw that Song Qingshu was pale, but seemed to be full of energy, so he felt relieved and said, "Your father is here too, go see him quickly."

"Daddy is here too?" Song Qingshu was surprised, Song Yuanqiao hadn't left Wudang Mountain for several years, why did he come out now.

Zhang Songxi stared at Song Qingshu and walked inside, and said, "You are trapped in Ruyang Palace, how can your father still sit on Wudang Mountain!"

Song Qingshu nodded, and asked again, "Fourth Uncle, who was that person we rescued on the boat that day? Why did he kidnap you? Are you not injured? How about Sixth Uncle and Junior Brother? Have everything been transported back?" ?”

Song Qingshu asked several times in a row, his concern was beyond words.

Zhang Songxi couldn't help but smile warmly in his heart, "I'm fine, and the sixth brother and the others are also fine, and all the things have been sent back." He just didn't say anything about the person who kidnapped him.

Song Qingshu felt strange, but he couldn't ask again.

The door squeaked open from the inside, Song Yuanqiao looked out eagerly, his eyes were on Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's heart felt hot, then sour, and immediately took two steps forward, thumping and kneeling

Instead, "Daddy, the child is unfilial, which makes you worry."

Song Yuanqiao heard his son's voice in the room. At first, he was afraid that he heard it wrong, but he couldn't help opening the door to look. Now seeing Song Qingshu kneeling in front of him, he couldn't help saying repeatedly, "It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine. "

Song Yuanqiao pulled Song Qingshu up and looked it over carefully, only to see that although Song Qingshu's face was pale, he looked very energetic, so he was even more relieved.

It's just that Song Qingshu was very sad when he saw Song Yuanqiao's appearance.

It turned out that in just a few months, Song Yuanqiao's hair, which was mostly black, had turned mostly white.

Thinking of the vows he made, Song Qingshu felt even more guilty. He couldn't help but knelt down again, hugged Song Yuanqiao's legs, and cried, "Daddy, Daddy, the child is not filial."

This cry was terrible, let alone Song Yuanqiao, even Zhang Songxi was frightened.Neither Song Yuanqiao nor Zhang Songxi had ever seen Song Qingshu cry like this.

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly pulled his son up, and said, "Qingshu, what's wrong with you? If you have something to say, speak slowly, Daddy is here."

Zhang Songxi also said, "Qing Shu, have you been wronged in any way? Don't worry, Fourth Uncle, I'll find a place for you."

The two comforted each other repeatedly, Song Qingshu stopped his sobs, and whispered the agreement with Wang Baobao at that time, especially when he said that he would not enter Wudang for the rest of his life, he choked up again, and then mentioned that he was broken Wang Baobao broke his limbs, and Wang Baobao also broke his limbs.

After they finished speaking, Song Yuanqiao was dumbfounded, and Zhang Songxi frowned.

After a while, Song Yuanqiao regained his composure, but pulled away Song Qingshu's clothes, "Let me see your injury."

Song Yuanqiao looked at all the injuries on his son's limbs one by one, and checked Song Qingshu's pulse, and said, "The injuries are all right."

Song Qingshu nodded with tears in his eyes, but suddenly he heard Song Yuanqiao sternly say, "Kneel down!"

Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, and before he could figure out what was going on, he had already plopped down on his knees.

Song Yuanqiao asked in a deep voice, "Qingshu, do you know what's wrong?"

Song Qingshu raised his head in a daze, and Song Yuanqiao knew at a glance that his son didn't know why he taught him. At that time, he was angry, hated, angry and distressed, pointing at Song Qingshu, almost speechless.

Zhang Songxi said, "You broke Wang Baobao's limbs at that time, why did you do that? Besides, why didn't you mention this when you returned to Wudang Mountain last time?"

Zhang Songxi sighed, and said, "Qing Shu, if you want to escape and frighten the enemy, if you break his left arm, neither your father nor I will blame you. But if you put him back, why bother to break his limbs?" ?”

"You don't leave room for others today, and others won't leave room for you in the future. You must know that it is too late. We are only afraid that you will be young and change your mind."

Song Yuanqiao took a deep breath, and said, "Qingshu, it's good for you to have a decision when you walk in the rivers and lakes, but this decision is definitely not a reason for you to act viciously."

"Father doesn't blame you for being cruel to Wang Baobao, but just as your fourth uncle said, you must know that there is karma in the world."

Song Qingshu lowered his head in shame, but now he thinks about it, there was really no need to make Wang Baobao so miserable at that time, so that in the end all the money was paid back to him, it was not just karma.

Song Qingshu said condescendingly, "I know I was wrong."