The morning fog was thick, with a hint of cold, when Song Ting opened the hatch and stretched his waist, he found that the saint was still standing in the position of last night, the snow-white clothes fluttered with the breeze, and the silk curtain hanging down from the cloak was also fluttering lightly with the wind.

"Aren't you cold?" Song Ting rubbed his arm, at this time, the sky was just dawning, and there was a cold air between heaven and earth, which could freeze him to goosebumps.

The holy woman's cloak shook slightly, as if shaking her head.

"Are all the masters of the rivers and lakes so powerful?" Song Ting muttered, and then asked, "Have you stood here all night?"

"Thinking about what you're saying."

The Holy Maiden's answer surprised Song Ting, and even what he said last night, he couldn't recall it at all. However, she actually stood all night because she was thinking about what he said, and she was crazy?

The saint's voice sounded softly: "You said that power corrupts people's hearts, you say that the emperor and officials can't guarantee the happiness of the people, and you say that if my father and the court lose both, the alien race will enter the Central Plains...... Why are you seeing this? There are so many strategists in the world, but they can be like you... The one who spoke these words boldly has never been seen. You... What a strange man. ”

At this moment, although Song Ting heard her words, he didn't rush to answer, but rubbed his hands, sighed, and cursed in his heart Why is it so cold. It's a pity that he is not at home, when he is at home, the princess's wife knows the cold and the heat, and will let Xiaoman and Jin'er observe whether he is wearing enough clothes at any time, for fear that he will freeze, but at the moment, there are only two thin clothes, which are not enough to keep out the cold.

"Are you cold?" There was a sense of surprise in the saint's voice.

A cold wind blew on the ground, Song Ting almost trembled, and when he heard her question, he stiffened his body and didn't bother to answer.

The eyes behind the white curtain seemed to be staring at him, and a faint voice sounded: "The meridians are retrograde, draw qi to converge the Ren veins, and go backwards into the body...... It's not cold. ”

"Meridian retrograde?" Hearing the words of the Holy Maiden, Song Ting was greatly surprised, the meridians were retrograde, and even the ghost sword Nan Nizi couldn't do it, right? How could he possibly do it?

The saintess slowly moved the lotus step and walked over, and suddenly reached out to his lower abdomen and chest, she was so fast that he didn't even see it clearly.

Not to mention, after the saint Maiden was so casual, it was as if a hot air was bubbling up in her chest and abdomen, and her body was not so cold all of a sudden, and then, there seemed to be a stream of heat flowing through her chest, and her whole body felt warm and comfortable.

"It's not cold, is it?" The saint said lightly.

Song Ting was just surprised, touched his chest, and said in his heart: "It's so powerful, it deserves to be the sixth master of the Qilin List."

"You haven't answered my question yet." The saint reminded.

Song Ting recalled her question just now, oh, and said in a huff: "That, I like to read books, especially history books, just study and study if you have nothing to do, whatever you say, don't mind, your father will become a generation of Ming Jun, really..."

When he said this, he was naturally perfunctory to her - because of the peasant uprising, the Ming Dynasty was a living example, Li Zicheng entered the capital, Emperor Chongzhen hanged the coal mountain, Li Zicheng guarded the capital for more than 40 days, and then let the Manchus attack - unfortunately this is the history of the Ming Dynasty, how can I mention it to her?

The holy woman heard the perfunctory meaning of his words, and she was not reluctant, but suddenly said softly: "If you are asked to assist my father, what method will you use to defeat the Dog Emperor?"

Song Ting was shocked, took two steps back, and looked at her blankly, "What does the Holy Maiden mean by this?" ”

The saint said slowly: "I know all your deeds. You recruited Song Jiang, but was imprisoned by the Dog Emperor in Dali Temple, the Ninth Princess was abolished because of the Harmony Incident, you dare to risk death to beg the Dog Emperor to re-award the title for her, you are really brave, there are people like you in the world, I am afraid it will be difficult to find a few. I know that your thoughts are all for the Ninth Princess, but the Dog Emperor is not good to you and your husband. If there are disputes today, there is a saying that good ministers choose the master and do things, and good birds choose trees and perch, you are talented, why don't you want to show your talents and support the community? My father is about to ascend the throne, how about I recommend you to be an official for my father? ”

Song Ting bowed deeply and said, "Xiao Ke has no talent, I'm afraid it's not enough to be competent."

The saint sighed slightly, and said: "Also, you are all the horses of the beam, and it is not uncommon for my father to give the official ......."

"No," Song Ting shook his head and said, "The holy woman has misunderstood, I don't want to be the official of Daliang or your father, I just want to live and protect my family." ”

The eyes behind the white curtain seemed to be looking at him, and her tone was quite surprised: "Settle down? Protecting your family? What does this mean? ”

"It's good to be able to spend the rest of my life with my family." Song Ting explained in the vernacular.

The saint's cloak shook lightly, took two steps, seemed to sigh, and then heard her voice: "I heard that you are also a scholar, and you have been admitted to Xiucai, since you are a scholar, then, I have a question I want to ask?"

"Well, please."

"What do you study for?"

"Study for the rise of China, establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to study for the saints, and study for the peace of all generations......," Song Ting blurted out, "It's a pity that I can't do it." ”

The last short five words made the atmosphere stagnant.

"You obviously understand everything, why you just refuse to ......" Behind the white curtain of the cloak, she seemed to be frowning, and her tone was a little hurried, "That's it, I'm not strong, I only have one last question left in my heart." ”

"Please."

"As you said, since the Qin and Han dynasties, the dawn of the people where they meet the Ming monarch and virtuous ministers, the people will be happy, where they meet the faint monarch and the minister, they will fall into fire and water, since ancient times, there are more faint monarchs and less Ming lords, more treacherous and less virtuous ministers, and asked, what to do to make the monarch a bright lord and a minister a virtuous minister? And how can we protect the well-being of all people? ”

"Oh, so you've been thinking about this all night!" Song Ting smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at her faint face behind the white curtain and said, "The root of this problem is imperial power."

"Imperial power...?" The saint's voice was full of surprise.

Song Ting immediately covered his mouth, he looked at the history of the past from the perspective of later generations, and naturally knew that the root of all evil in feudal society was the word "imperial power", and when it came to history textbooks, it was "imperial system".

But he didn't think that he would accidentally say something out of his mouth, which would scare him to death, and in feudal society to say that "imperial power is the root of all evil", just like those scientists in the European Middle Ages insisted that the sun was centered and that the earth was round, and it should be regarded as heretical...... Bruno was burned alive for insisting on the "sun center theory".

Thinking of this, Song Ting almost sweated all over, and the holy woman seemed to be still muttering these two words, obviously puzzled.

"What's wrong with you?" The saint saw him covering her mouth.

"Toothache ......," Song Ting bared his teeth and smiled.

"Hehe," the saint smiled as if pleasantly, "I'll tell Zixuan not to cook you any more grilled fish." ”

"What is the meaning of the word imperial power?" The saint asked again.

Song Ting shook his head and did not answer.

At this moment, Ziyun and Zixuan came up to tell the saint that the ship had arrived at the Yangzhou dock. Song Ting immediately pretended not to say these two words, and kept silent ever since.

The saint and Zixuan took Song Ting off the ship, but Ziyun stayed on the ship, obviously, the ship had to go back to Suzhou.

"How are you going to save Fang Jie?"

"I need your cooperation."

"How do you want me to cooperate?"

"You find a reason to go to Yangzhou Prison to visit the prison, and I will sneak in with you and bring Fang Jie out of the prison." The saint said as if looking at the people on the dock. Many people are staring at her, after all, she is dressed in snow-white clothes and wearing a white curtain cloak, which is too eye-catching.

Hearing the words of the Holy Maiden, Song Ting was very helpless: "So everyone knows that Fang Jie was released by me, so what should I do?"

The saint didn't seem to have thought about it.

Zi Xuan shouted in a low voice: "If you don't save Fang Gongzi, I will kill you."

was so fierce, Song Ting glanced at Zixuan.

Zi Xuan put on a pair of white silk gloves, and out of nowhere she found a long, pointed green needle, glared at Song Ting fiercely, and shouted: "Look at it!" Raised his hand and threw the needle out, brushed it, and in the blink of an eye, a big yellow-haired dog on the dock who was picking up food fell to the needle, and soon died.

"Hey, the dog didn't mess with you, did he? Shoot and kill? Song Ting looked at Zixuan with some anger.

"Shut up!" Zixuan's hand was raised again, the green needle returned to her hand, wiped the blood on it, and then withdrew her sleeve, "If you don't do what the saint says, I will kill you!" ”

Song Ting pouted: "If you want to kill, kill it......"

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Zixuan pouted and glared at him.

"Zixuan, you are not allowed to threaten Song Gongzi in the future, I said that I will not kill Song Gongzi, and I will not let others kill Song Gongzi."

The saint's tone was quite serious.

"Huh? He? This ......" Zixuan looked at Song Ting blankly, struggled for a while, and then blushed, and said, "Obey the order of the Holy Maiden."

After this farce, the three of them came all the way to the gate of Yangzhou Prison, and when they saw that the prison was heavily guarded, Song Ting said: "Let me go and meet the Yangzhou prefect first."

"Wait for me to change my outfit and go with you." The saint took him to a shop on the street, and the owner of the shop was shocked when he saw the second daughter, and it seemed that she was obviously the eyes and ears of Mingjiao in Yangzhou.

The owner of the Di shop arranged two best rooms, Zixuan and Song Ting were drinking tea, mainly Song Ting was drinking, Zixuan was watching, and in the other room, the holy maiden was changing clothes.

(End of chapter)