Song Qingshu brought a bronze mirror and put it on the table, moved a stool and sat down, opened the grocery bag he was carrying, and tinkered.

It didn't take long for the handsome and handsome young man in the bronze mirror to disappear, replaced by a middle-aged man with a wrinkled face and weathered, looking back at the owner on the side, Song Qingshu nodded, it was difficult for outsiders to distinguish between the two with the naked eye.

Stuffing the two of them under the bed, Song Qingshu sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice qi. I don't know how long it took, there was a quick knock at the door, Song Qingshu opened his eyes, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Sure enough, it's here." ”

"Who?" Song Qingshu pretended to be unsteady on his feet, staggered and ran to open the door, and a group of officers and soldiers in bright armor came into view.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what is this?" Song Qingshu put on a humble smile.

"Blind your dog's eyes," a soldier on the side ran forward, pointed to the leader and said, "Old man Liu, this is the head of the No. 1 Master Tournament of Prince Bao's Mansion." ”

"Forget it, he is a rising fighting small people who knows what masters are not masters," the man called the head of the competition waved his hand casually, "Old man Liu, the prince invites you to come over." ”

"Master, did the little one do something?" Song Qingshu said with a look of fear on his face.

"You'll know when you go, where is so much nonsense, by the way, take all your usual guys with you. The race manager waved his hand impatiently.

"Good, good. The two soldiers escorted Song Qingshu back to the house, picked up a box on the cabinet next to him, and pressed it out.

Song Qingshu was silent all the way, completely timid and afraid of death, and finally entered Prince Bao's mansion.

In the palace, Song Qingshu was taken to a hidden courtyard, and Hongli had been waiting in the room for a long time.

Glancing at Song Qingshu, Hongli pointed to the table on the side: "Old man Liu, I heard that your imitation skills are the best in the city, look at the scripture over there, can you imitate it?"

Song Qingshu came to the table tremblingly, and there was a delicate brocade box on it, and on the silk in the brocade box lay a white-skinned Buddhist scripture - the forty-two chapters of the Sutra.

Carefully picked it up, flipped a few pages at random, Song Qingshu's eyes stared, "Sure enough, it's the book of the Forty-two Chapters of the White Flag." Turning around, he replied respectfully, "I can make it." ”

"That's good," Hongli stood up and motioned to the guards on the side to bring the gold ingots on the plate to him, "You try your best to copy this Buddhist scripture as it is, these two ingots of gold are yours, if the imitation can be seen by this king, hehe......" Hongli did not finish, but the threat in his tone was self-evident.

"The little ones are in this business, absolutely no problem. Song Qingshu bent down and replied humbly.

"Alright, Chief Sai, I'll leave it to you. Your eyes are always on him, and you are not allowed to take half a step away, you know?" Hongli instructed the tournament manager before leaving the door.

"The subordinates understand, send off the prince. "The group in the house hurriedly saluted Hongli?? Saluting, Song Qingshu took this opportunity to take out a scripture book that had been prepared from his arms with lightning speed, and replaced the real "Forty-two Chapters Sutra".

When the head of the race came to him and monitored him step by step, Song Qingshu could not hide the pride in his heart.

Last time I bargained with Su Quan, Su Quan's original intention was just to paralyze Song Qingshu, and Song Qingshu was not hiding his true purpose.

From the beginning, he didn't plan to divide the spoils with Su Quan afterwards, first, he didn't believe that the treacherous and cunning people of the Shenlong Sect would obediently share half of it to him when the time came, and second, he didn't believe that with the ability of the Shenlong Sect, he could really get the "Forty-two Chapters Sutra" from Hongli's hands.

Song Qingshu simulated in his mind what he would do if he was in the position of Hongli and encountered the Shenlong Sect in exchange for his only grandson in exchange for the equally precious "Forty-two Chapters Sutra". Prince Bao's Mansion has a huge power and many masters, although it has the ability to wipe out all the people in the Shenlong Sect in Shengjing City, it is difficult to guarantee that one or two fish will not slip through the net, and it is too risky to exchange the real "Forty-two Chapters Sutra" with the other party. Thinking about it, Song Qingshu felt that the most likely choice for Hongli was to directly replace the real scriptures with a fake scripture at the beginning, as long as it was done vividly, the people in the Shenlong Sect couldn't tell it in a hurry, and when he replaced his grandson back, Hongli could hunt down and kill the people of the Shenlong Sect unscrupulously.

Although Hongli may have some other simple and crude choices, Song Qingshu has never underestimated the intelligence of those top people in this world, and since Hongli can achieve this position, he must be able to think of any strategies he can think of. Therefore, Song Qingshu decisively put all his chips on this possibility, and on the surface, he discussed with the people of the Shenlong Sect how to distribute the benefits afterwards, but in fact, he quietly inquired about Liu Laohan, who was the most famous in Shengjing City, and spent most of the day observing his behavior and habits, as well as the work process, and when he received the news that the Shenlong Sect had kidnapped the twins, he immediately replaced him and waited for the call of the palace.

Since he had already stolen the real scriptures into his arms, Song Qingshu could naturally imitate them leisurely. The secrets in the "Forty-two Chapters of the Sutra", in addition to Emperor Shunzhi and Wei Xiaobao, there are also Shuang'er who know, and others such as Kangxi Hongli and others, even if they know that there is a big treasure hidden in it, they don't know that the map is on the broken sheepskin in the cover of the scriptures.

Of course, in order to make sure that in case, Song Qingshu not only hid the forged broken sheepskin in the fake scriptures, but when he deliberately flipped through the scriptures in front of Hongli just now, Song Qingshu had already discovered the marks he had secretly made in the book, a certain page had creases, and there were also slight nail scratches on certain words.

"Spare you for being cunning like a ghost, don't you want to drink Lao Tzu's footwashing water?" Because of Xia Qingqing's matter, Song Qingshu didn't have a good impression of Hongli, and while cursing in his heart, he left the same mark on the replaced scripture without missing a trace.

After a few hours, Hongli returned to the room, looked at the two identical scriptures, nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly frowned: "Which one is true?"

Manager Sai and Song Qingshu pointed to the book on his right hand at the same time, Hongli threw the fake scripture aside, looked at the scripture on his right hand quietly, and found the code left in advance on it, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and show a smile: "Take him down first." ”

"Yes!" The head of the race led Song Qingshu out, Song Qingshu thought in his heart: Hongli won't kill people, right? This is also the only thing he is worried about, if the other party really wants to do it, how can he escape without alarming Hongli......

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have this plan, and the head of the race led Song Qingshu to a room and said, "You can't leave the house during this time, and live here temporarily." ”

"Dare to ask the official master, how long will the little one stay here. Song Qingshu looked exactly like a frightened ordinary citizen, and quietly stuffed a gold ingot that Hongli had rewarded him into the hands of the race manager.

Manager Sai's face really looked a lot better: "I didn't expect you kid to be quite acquainted, don't worry, I will release you from the house after this rumor, and the official doesn't know the specific time, anyway, I will notify you as soon as the time comes." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Sai, thank you, Mr. Sai. Song Qingshu sent him away gratefully.

Not long after, Song Qingshu opened the door and was about to go out, when a soldier stopped him at the door: "What are you doing?"

"The little ones want to go to the hut. Song Qingshu said with a sneer.

"Follow me. The soldier gave him a disgusted look, led him out, and kept muttering, "What a errand this is?" ”

Song Qingshu followed behind the soldiers, although he looked like he was bowing his head, but the corners of his eyes were still glancing around.

Suddenly trembling, Song Qingshu found that there were still a few soldiers standing next to a rockery, and there seemed to be a dark hole behind it.

"What are you doing?" Finding Song Qingshu coming over, several soldiers drew their sabers and looked at him vigilantly.

"I ...... I'm looking for a latrine. Song Qingshu said with a wince, his eyes couldn't help but glance inside.

"Blind your dog's eyes, don't you see what this place is? Several soldiers scolded.

"Brothers, I'm sorry, this old man was asked to be taken care of by the head of the race, and if I didn't pay attention, he was lost. The soldier who had led the way just now hurried over and apologized to several of the guards.

"I won't pursue it when I see the face of the head of the race this time, be careful next time, and put him in jail!" the guard scolded, waving his hand to signal the two to leave.

"What bullshit, it's just a few janitors, so arrogant. As soon as the two men left the guard's line of sight, the soldier yelled.

"Official, it's all small and bad, and you have offended a few officials. Song Qingshu hurriedly apologized.

"Bah!" the soldier scolded, "just a few jailers, bullshit superiors. ”

"Yes, yes, yes..."Song Qingshu nodded, glanced back at the rockery thoughtfully, and kept the terrain firmly in mind.

After returning to the room, Song Qingshu took out a few things in the package, pondered for a moment, and then got up and walked out.

"Are you done and again?" Seeing him come out again, the soldiers guarding the door immediately became angry.

"The official is angry, but when he helped the prince forge the Buddhist scriptures just now, he seemed to find a little strange in the scriptures, I didn't dare to say it at the time, but now that I think about it, I think it is still necessary to report it. Song Qingshu hurriedly explained.

The soldier's eyes lit up and he hesitated for a moment: "You stay here, I'll go to the head of the race." ”

Song Qingshu nodded, watched the soldier's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, and thought: Today, unless the subordinate is very sure of the source, he will inform the boss about it, otherwise listen to the wind and rain, and disturb the boss with some false news, after a few times, this subordinate can not be a subordinate. The head of the race looked like an old oilman, and I hope he didn't make such a difference, so he reported it directly to Hongli to know.

It didn't take long for the sound of footsteps to sound in the corridor, accompanied by the voice of the head of the race reprimanding his subordinates: "Why are you so careless and let him stay alone in the room, what if Liu Laohan takes the opportunity to run away?"

When the head of the race saw Song Qingshu, the voice of reprimand stopped, waved his hand, and ordered his subordinates to go out first, looking at Song Qingshu, his eyes lit up: "I heard that you have discovered the secret in the scripture?" As Hongli's confidant, he naturally knows how much Hongli values this scripture, if he finds out the secret of this scripture and reports it, what a great achievement it is.

"Yes, when the little one was imitating the scriptures just now, he found ......" Song Qingshu lowered his head, and his voice became lower and lower.

"What did you find?" said the head of the race frowned, stepped forward, and attached his ear to Song Qingshu.