"The adults are strategic, and the arrangements are well organized, and then I think that the adults are from Hanlin, and the little sister is even more sincerely admired." Huang Rong's praise made the scheming Ling Huisi a little fluttering, after all, being praised by such a glamorous woman in front of any man would inevitably be proud.

"It's just that there will inevitably be gaps when the soldiers are patrolling, so it's better for Xiaomei to stay in the house with a few beggar gang masters, just in case of emergency." Huang Rong's soft voice made Ling Huisi feel big, and he couldn't give birth to the slightest unhappiness.

"Okay, good," Ling Hui laughed a few times, looked at the few people behind Huang Rong and asked, "Who are these people?"

"These two are the disciples of the clumsy husband, Wu Xiuwen and Wu Dunru, these are the brothers of our beggar gang......" Huang Rong introduced in turn.

Are those two waste firewood that were evaluated by Yang Guo as "pigs have to worship you as kings"? Song Qingshu looked at the two of them curiously, their appearance is not bad, and their martial arts look a little bit foundational, so it shouldn't be so bad.

The next thing is for the two sides to talk about the battle situation on the front line in Xiangyang, Song Qingshu was bored listening to it, found a gap, and took the opportunity to retreat.

Even Huang Rong is here, plus the Snow Mountain Sect with bad intentions, and Wu Liuqi who is hidden in the shadows, there is really an undercurrent in Jingzhou City now, so it seems that it is easier to send Ding Dian and Ling Shuanghua out of Jingzhou.

Came to a secluded place in the house, stretched his waist, and sat down under a big tree, not long after, there were two muffled snorts behind him, Song Qingshu showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't open his eyes, and opened his mouth to say: "You're here~"

"Don't you even bother to shout now?" Mrs. Hu flashed out of the shadows and said angrily.

Song Qingshu stood up: "Who let my sister-in-law be so young and delicate, from the outsider's point of view, you are still too young to be my sister, am I not afraid of calling my sister-in-law to call you old."

Knowing that he was teasing herself, Mrs. Hu found that she couldn't get angry from the bottom of her heart, so she had to keep comforting herself, her uncle was a big grinning and unruly person.

"It's full of nonsense again!" Mrs. Hu's face was deliberately flat, "Tell me if there is anything you want me to do, the prefect's yamen is now heavily guarded, and I have to leave as much as possible to avoid being discovered."

It turned out that before Song Qingshu entered the yamen, he expected that it would be difficult to contact the outside world, so he agreed with Mrs. Hu to deliver news here in this tree every evening.

Mrs. Hu will secretly monitor the situation here outside the mansion, Song Qingshu doesn't come, it just comes, and when he comes, he means that he has something to say to himself, so he turned into the mansion with light skills, and clicked on two officials who were secretly monitoring Song Qingshu, and then they showed up.

Song Qingshu told Mrs. Hu about Huang Rong's arrival and the assassination of the Snow Mountain Faction, and Mrs. Hu saw that Huang Rong's eyes lit up when she said about him, and she felt a little uncomfortable, and asked lightly: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Huang Rong was the first beauty in the world back then, is she really so beautiful?"

Song Qingshu didn't expect that the first sentence she would ask after hearing her words was this, she hesitated, but said excitedly: "It is indeed the best in the world, although it lacks the youthful innocence of a girl, it adds the charm of a mature woman......"

As he spoke, he noticed that Mrs. Hu's face was getting colder and colder, Song Qingshu suddenly realized, secretly patted his head, and changed his words: "However, she is older, she already looks old and decrepit, and the title of the first beauty in the world is probably no longer worthy ......of the name.

Mrs. Hu blushed and secretly sighed: "The leader of the Huang Gang is only in his early thirties, how can there be any old age and decay.

"How dare you!" Song Qingshu was speechless, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Sister-in-law, let's get down to business, you have to find a way to inform the Snow Mountain Sect and let them do it on the fifteenth day, because Ling Huisi wants to ask Ding Dian on this day, he doesn't want others to know about Liancheng Jue, so the guards are relatively weak."

"Well, I recently met a group of people on the outskirts of the city, and they wanted to kill them at the time, but now it seems that they should be the Snow Mountain Sect." Mrs. Hu recalled, "I know their whereabouts, and it is not difficult to find them, and I will definitely pass on the word."

"What?" Song Qingshu was shocked, although he knew that Mrs. Hu was standing in front of her now, and there must be no danger, he still couldn't help but ask, "Where is my sister-in-law injured?"

I don't know why, Mrs. Hu suddenly thought of the last time she was injured in the ribs, and then he took advantage of it, a trace of blush secretly appeared at the base of her neck, and she hurriedly said: "I'm fine, my own martial arts are okay, plus the white python whip method you taught me last time, it is more than enough for self-protection."

"That's good, that's good," Song Qingshu smirked twice, "Then sister-in-law should be careful this time, it's best not to show up."

Seeing his nervous appearance, he had been dependent on Fei'er for many years, and Mrs. Hu, who was lonely and helpless, had a trace of warmth flowing in her heart, and replied softly: "Uncle, don't worry, I will be careful."

Looking at Mrs. Hu's stunned figure when she left, Song Qingshu felt very comfortable, came to the side and woke up the two who were knocked unconscious, and left directly.

Leaving the two officials looking at each other: "Did something happen just now?"

"Do you want to tell the Lord?"

"You are stupid, who can afford to blame the adults when the time comes? Anyway, no one knows now, and Song Qingshu is not lost, more is better than less."

"The eldest brother is still experienced, and the younger brother admires and admires!"

"That's that, it's not for nothing in the yamen for so many years."

......

In the next few days, Song Qingshu met Huang Rong by chance several times in the mansion, although he couldn't wait to keep staring at her, but he knew that the two of them were now one in the sky and one in the ground, without the slightest intersection, so they were indifferent, and they left after nodding every time.

Huang Rong has a good impression of him, over the years, from Ouyang Ke back then, to people from all walks of life in the martial arts, to the officials of Xiangyang City now, and even the prefect Lu Wenhuan, every time he sees himself, although he hides it, the desire in his eyes is clear.

This time, in Jingzhou City, I saw such a clear-eyed young man, with an indifferent temperament, asking left and right, and when he learned that he was Ling Huisi's staff member recently, he frowned, looked at his departing back, and secretly pondered silently.

Time flies, and soon it will be the fifteenth day.

Because Huang Rong and the others were here, Ling Huisi wanted to suspend the interrogation of Ding Dian this month, but Song Qingshu claimed that it was now a critical period to induce confessions, and if Ling Huisi suspended the interrogation, Ding Dian became suspicious, thinking that the two were colluding together, then all the previous efforts would be wasted.

Ling Hui thought about it for a while, so he found a reason to break up Huang Rong and the others, set up a torture hall in the inner room, and sent someone to escort Ding Dian up.