[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

Song Qingshu did not obediently stay in Wang's house. After Mo Shenggu left, Song Qingshu soon realized that this might be his only chance to leave Wudang and act on his own.After talking with Mr. Wang and returning to the bedroom, he immediately left a letter and went to the stable to lead a horse and hurried to Dadu.

It has been nearly a hundred years since the Mongols perished in the Southern Song Dynasty and established their capital in Dadu. The Mongols divided the people into four classes.However, the Mongols are good at war but not good at management. Yuan Dadu, where there were no traces of Han people in the past hundred years, is now full of Han people from all walks of life.It is said that what is good at the top must be followed by the bottom, the wealthy gentry of the Han people are proud of competing to learn Mongolian customs, living in Mongolian tents and wearing Mongolian clothes.With this custom, in most cities, one can roughly guess a person's status, wealth or poverty just by their clothes.Song Qingshu was deeply influenced by Confucian classics since he was a child, with the aim of restoring the country of the Han people. Even though he knew that it would be more convenient to change Mongolian costumes in Dadu, he was unwilling to give in. Jianghu people like Song Qingshu who walk with swords are quite afraid and don't want to make more troubles.

Song Qingshu stayed in an inn near the Ruyang Prince's Mansion. First, he took out a page of Ji Xiaofu's handwritten letter that he "borrowed" from Yin Liting. He wrote a letter of withdrawal of engagement that was sincere and unavoidable, and confessed that he already had him in his heart. It was troublesome for Yin Liuxia to find another mate to spend the rest of the year in peace.After sending this letter away on a fast horse, he carefully checked the work and rest of everyone in Ruyang Palace.If it took a few days, he found an opening for him, someone from Ruyang Palace sent fresh vegetables to the backyard of the palace every other day, this might be his only chance to sneak into Ruyang Palace.Song Qingshu pondered for a moment and put down the undrinked wine glass that he had been holding to his lips, picked up the long sword and walked out of the restaurant.

In the afternoon of the next day, the vegetables delivered to Ruyang Palace arrived at the backyard of the palace on time, but the person in charge of delivery was changed to a thin, dark-skinned boy.Seeing that the visitor was not someone he knew well, the steward of the palace kitchen couldn't help asking: "So why didn't Tie Zhu who delivered the food come today?"

The kid stared blankly at the steward for a long time, and it took him a long time to answer: "Tie Zhu has a stomachache, my master asked me to come."

Seeing the foolish look of this boy, the steward thought that Tie Zhu was always lazy, and thought that Tie Zhu was slacking off coaxing this silly boy to top the vat today, so he just curled his lips and ordered: "Go and push this cart of vegetables to the backyard. "

"Understood, my lord!" The kid quickly nodded in agreement.

The steward was coaxed by this "adult", and thought to himself that looking at the silly mouth is very sweet.This idiot is Song Qingshu, who stopped Tie Zhu, who was in charge of delivering food, and spent five taels of silver to take his place in today's job early this morning, which aroused suspicion, and even blackened his face and hands and pretended to be dull Dumb look.He pushed a cart of vegetables to the backyard and graciously helped the kitchen servants unload them.The steward saw that although Song Qingshu was sluggish but diligent, he immediately ordered: "Someone is sick today and asked for leave. You can choose these dishes later before leaving."

Song Qingshu was worrying about how to stay longer to listen to the steward's instructions, but his face remained calm and he pretended to be a fool and said in a panic: "My boss wants me to go back after delivering the food."

The steward didn't care, and just said: "I won't let you do it for nothing, I'll give you three pennies."

Song Qingshu looked back at the cart of vegetables hesitantly and said with a bitter face: "There are so many vegetables, it costs five cents."

The steward laughed again when he heard the words. "It's not really stupid! Okay, I'll give you five cents!"

Song Qingshu stayed in the kitchen to help choose vegetables, and he deliberately slowed down until the evening when he could barely finish picking a cart of vegetables.Seeing that it was getting dark, the servants in the kitchen were busy cooking and no one paid attention to him, so he stood up and said to the servants in the kitchen that he was going to go to the toilet, and then disappeared.

Ruyang Prince's Mansion occupies several hectares of land, and it took Song Qingshu a while to find the pharmacy.Song Qingshu is not very familiar with Black Jade Intermittent Ointment. He has never studied medicine, but he was lucky enough to see it and used it in his last life. He roughly remembers its shape and smell. Now he wants to find it among various rare medicines in the Royal Pharmacy Existence is not an easy task.Just as he was hesitating whether to take the risk of being discovered and arrest someone for interrogation, there was a slight sound of walking outside the door, and Song Qingshu hurriedly extinguished the fire in his hand and jumped onto the beam.Only a female voice with a little childish voice was heard whispering in fear: "Princess, this servant has seen that there is no light in the room."

"Nonsense! I clearly saw it!" The female voice called "Princess Princess" sounded young, but the arrogance and domineering tone in her tone was familiar to Song Qingshu in the last life, and the person who came was Zhao Min, the princess of Shao Min.Before she finished speaking, the door of the pharmacy was pushed open by her palm.

The first one to walk in was Zhao Min. Although she was young, she was already very beautiful. Her bright eyes were like water and peach blossoms. She was dressed in a bright red Mongolian costume.The maidservant who came in after Zhao Min hastily lit the extinguished candle in the room, looked around by the candlelight and was obviously relieved that no one else was in the room, and said in a low voice: "Princess, what's in the room?" No one is there, let's go back!"

Zhao Min is just a 12-year-old girl at this time. Although she is naturally intelligent, she has never been experienced in the arena, and she doesn't know the various methods of the people in the arena.Therefore, although he was suspicious, he did not find anyone else in the room, so he nodded in confusion, and slowly walked out the door with the help of the maidservant.

Song Qingshu, who was hiding on the beam, wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but the corner of Zhao Min's eyes glanced at a shadow on the ground at this moment, her complexion suddenly changed, she turned around and shouted: "On the roof! Come..."

It was too late to finish shouting, and Song Qingshu, who also found out his whereabouts due to the shadow of the candlelight, jumped off the beam and knocked Zhao Min and the maid unconscious together.Putting out the candle lightly, Song Qingshu sighed silently in the darkness. Zhao Min's yell just now was not loud but should be enough to attract the guards of the palace. He must leave immediately, or take some risks with him. The hostages leave together.

When Zhao Min woke up, she suddenly found that she was not in the Ruyang Palace but in an unknown ruined temple. All she could see was the dusty Buddha statue and the roof with a big hole in it. A strange man looking at the fire not far away.The man looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a sky blue coarse cloth gown with a long sword hanging from his waist, although he had a handsome appearance but a gloomy complexion, he looked very difficult to get along with.

"Who are you?" Zhao Min struggled to sit up, luckily her hands and feet were still free. "Why did you arrest me here?" Seeing that the strange man refused to answer, Zhao Min became more and more anxious, and couldn't help screaming loudly. "You are so courageous! Do you know my father..." Although his father, King Ruyang, recruited many good players to serve him in the arena, Zhao Min did not have much contact with them due to the distinction between men and women. , Occasionally, their attitude towards her is no different from those servile guards and maids in the palace.This time being kidnapped was the first time in her life that she had to deal with Jianghu people who had no distinction of dignity in front of her but were happy to enmity.

Song Qingshu was the one who kidnapped Zhao Min and came to this ruined temple. The palace guards were heavily guarded and it was not easy to escape a bandit holding the princess hostage, but it was easy to let go of a servant who brought vegetables.After knocking Zhao Min unconscious, Song Qingshu didn't delay at all, directly hid Zhao Min in the wooden barrel for storing vegetables and disguised himself as that stupid vegetable delivery servant, and left Ruyang Palace in a fair and honest manner. "Your father is King Ruyang, and you are Princess Shaomin conferred by the court." Song Qingshu broke a piece of dry firewood and threw it into the fire, interrupting her impatiently, "If I didn't know your identity, I wouldn't kidnap you."

The flickering of the fire made Song Qingshu's face more gloomy and treacherous, Zhao Min gaped and shrank back twice in panic, but Song Qingshu ignored her and just stared blankly at the fire.Not binding Zhao Min's hands and feet was not out of compassion, but Song Qingshu still clearly remembered that in his last life, in Wan'an Temple, Zhao Min secretly learned martial arts from various schools in the name of a martial arts competition, hoping to become a master quickly. At that time, her martial arts were also very low.At this moment, I'm afraid Zhao Min still doesn't know what martial arts is. "Be good, I won't kill you." Although he didn't like Zhao Min, a scheming Mongolian Tartar, killing a girl who had never had a chance to do evil was a big violation of chivalry, so he just After casually threatening, he threw a set of Han woman's clothes at Zhao Min, "Change it."

"Don't change!" Song Qingshu's tone was gentle but he didn't pay attention to her at all. Zhao Min trembled angrily, grabbed the suit and threw it back to Song Qingshu, yelling, "You bastard! Daddy will kill your nine clans!"

Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning slightly, got up and walked in front of Zhao Min, squatted down and looked at her coldly.After a while, he suddenly reached out to her skirt.

"Dog thief! How dare you!" Zhao Min yelled in panic, grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it at Song Qingshu's head.

How could Song Qingshu let her succeed? He opened her wrist and tore the rough yet pretty Mongolian red dress on her to pieces.

"The obscene thief! I'm going to tear your corpse into ten thousand pieces! The obscene thief! Let me go!" As a young princess who grew up in the royal mansion, she was 12 years old and known about her affairs. I was afraid that I could not help crying bitterly.

Song Qingshu really had no such intentions, although Zhao Min grew up to be known as the number one beauty in Mongolia, and now this pair of pear blossoms with rainy and bluffing looks is innocent and cute, but to Song Qingshu, Zhao Min is a Mongolian or a Zhan Han The plump jackal of the Jiangshan Han people.As for whether the jackal was the most beautiful of the pack, what did it matter to him?Therefore, he just looked at Zhao Min and sneered. "Mongolian Tartars, full of sheep smell!"

Zhao Min looked up at Song Qingshu in disbelief, because he was so shocked that he even forgot to cry for a while, and the shock turned into embarrassment in an instant.It should be noted that Zhao Min was beautiful since she was a child, and had she ever heard someone comment on her like that?Seeing Song Qingshu looking at her indifferently with a hint of annoyance, she couldn't help raising her arms angrily.

Song Qingshu quickly grabbed Zhao Min's wrist that was about to slap him on the cheek, picked up the Han Chinese clothes just now and threw them into her arms, repeating expressionlessly: "Put it on!" He got up and walked out of the ruined temple, closing the temple door behind him.

Zhao Min grasped the Han Chinese clothes with a dull expression, and her chest heaved rapidly. She had never seen a man who was so rude to her and ignored her at all in her life, no matter because of her identity or her appearance. .She knew that her life now only depended on that person's thought, but when she thought of obediently obeying his orders, she was filled with depression and grievance, and after a while, she couldn't help but let out a hysterical scream.I'm going to kill him!Zhao Min said to himself silently in his heart, I must kill him with my own hands!

The author has something to say:

Mr. Song, come out to congratulate people on their birthdays, stay, eat, bring food, and ask them to help pay for the hotel room. The most important thing is that you haven't given a congratulatory gift yet!This style, this ability... Tsk tsk!Idol!

Oh hehe, Princess Shao Min, the feng shui turns around things like kidnapping! O(∩_∩)O~