Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Cloth Skirt and the Thorn Hairpin
"Lewd thief, let go of Senior Sister Zeng Rou!"
"What a bold man, he actually dared to go to Wangwu Mountain to spread wild. ”
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Song Qingshu completely ignored the clamor of this group of minions, until a middle-aged man with gray hair walked out of the crowd.
"Looking at Your Excellency's martial arts, it is by no means an ordinary person, so why embarrass a little girl?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.
"Are you Stubery?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and glanced at the other party.
"Yes, the old man is. The middle-aged man replied.
Listening to his breathing, he knew that his martial arts were not very good, but the other party had a kind of perseverance and tragedy unique to a soldier, Song Qingshu nodded secretly: "There are important matters that need to be discussed with the old hero, I wonder if Your Excellency Lu Dao has the courage to enter the house with me to discuss in detail?"
Stuarney fell silent, the other party came late at night, suspicious in appearance, and it would not be a danger to enter the house with him.
Seeing that the leader was silent, the rest of the people shouted and cursed, and they all advised him not to be fooled.
Doing extraordinary things in extraordinary times, Song Qingshu coughed and said: "It's inevitable that the old hero Situ has scruples, but I'm not begging you to come in, but threatening, understand?"
Song Qingshu paused and continued: "I count to three, if you don't want to talk to me in the house, I will strip this little girl of a piece of clothing; ”
Zeng Rou's face turned pale with fright, and everyone in the Wangwu faction also opened their mouths to scold angrily.
"Little beauty, do you think you, senior brothers, will delay time in order to take a look at your delicate body......? Second ......" Song Qingshu gently touched Zeng Rou's face with the tip of his nose, and inhaled intoxicatedly, the girl's unique taste of youth is really wonderful.
"Kill me, I won't be insulted by you!" Although Zeng Rou was scared in her heart and trembled involuntarily, she was unwilling to let her beloved master fall into danger.
"Okay, the old man will come into the house with you!" Situ Bourey finally spoke, Zeng Rou was entrusted to him by an old friend of his before he died, and he could not let Zeng Rou's innocence be ruined today.
"Sure enough, old hero Situ, please!" Song Qingshu got out of the way and made a gesture of please.
Holding Zeng Rou in his arms, Song Qingshu slowly followed Situ Bolei to the house, and noticed that the rest of the people were also surrounding, Song Qingshu used his internal strength, and his sleeves flicked back, and everyone only felt a strong force coming, and they all stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.
"Whoever dares to come within three feet of this hut will be the fate of him. Song Qingshu used the Great Demon Fist and slammed into a big stone next to him.
Zeng Rou saw the stone that was shattered all over the ground, and his heart was cold: this person's martial arts are so high......
The rest of the people also turned pale and stopped in place one after another, not leaving for a while, nor if they didn't go.
"What do you want to say to the old man?" Situ Bolei also saw the scene just now, and secretly wondered how many times the other party's martial arts were many times better than his own, but after so many years of fighting on the battlefield, he had already put life and death aside, so he could face Song Qingshu with a normal heart.
Song Qingshu admired this battlefield bearing, and with a gentle push, he let go of Zeng Rou.
"Master~" As soon as Zeng Roufu got out of trouble, he hurriedly hid behind Situ Bolei, and this master really shouted coquettishly and timidly.
Situ Bolei comforted Zeng Rou and looked back at Song Qingshu in a daze.
"In order to see the old hero of Situ, in a hurry, I had to make this decision, offended Miss Zeng Rou, and hoped that the girl would forgive her sins. Song Qingshu gave a polite salute, changing his previous domineering and vicious appearance.
Thinking that she didn't know that he had rubbed a lot of oil on her body just now, Zeng Rou was embarrassed and angry, but only the two of them knew about these things in private, and she couldn't reveal them to her master for a while, so she had to glare at him angrily in protest.
Situ Boley was noncommittal, and said lightly: "Your Excellency, let's explain your intentions." ”
"Now that there are thousands of elite Tartar soldiers under the mountain, I don't know how the old hero of Dao Situ plans to deal with it?" Song Qingshu found a stool and sat down.
Stubery wanted to say that the countermeasures would not be known to an outsider, but he suddenly realized that there was no countermeasure at all, and he couldn't help but freeze there.
"If you guess correctly, your Wangwu faction is holding on to the idea of the mountain, isn't it?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qingshu said to himself.
"Hmph, Wangwu Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the Manchu Tartars want to attack it, but it's not that easy. Stubble snorted coldly.
"Yes, there are only 3,000 cavalry battalions under the mountain, and if you attack strongly, I am afraid that you will lose your troops, but it is just ......" Song Qingshu paused deliberately.
"Just what?" Zeng Rou couldn't help but ask curiously.
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "What is the biggest reason why the old hero thinks that the Wangwu Sect has been at ease before?
Situ Bolei's face was a little ugly: "It is because of these two thousand people that our Wang Wushan has made the Tartar government let us go. ”
"Wrong!" Song Qingshu stood up, "The reason why you are at ease is because you have not been in the sight of the imperial court before, and the local officials have not reported your situation to the imperial court for various reasons. This time the imperial court's sweep of the martial arts is not aimed at your royal family, but if you have a big battle with the imperial army, it will attract Kangxi's attention...... Hehe, when the time comes, there will be a steady stream of officers and soldiers coming to suppress the bandits, how long can you support a thousand people?"
Situ Bolei was dripping in a cold sweat when he heard this, and then he realized the seriousness of the problem, looked at Song Qingshu, his heart moved, and he hurriedly asked: "Thank you for your advice, I don't know if Your Excellency has a way to save me?"
Song Qingshu chuckled: "The old hero reacts quickly, I am indeed here to show you a clear path this time." Now there are three strategies for you to choose, and the old heroes may wish to listen to it. ”
Stubourley looked solemn and said, "I would like to hear about it." ”
"Is this the best policy, naturally it is to accept the canonization of the Manchu court on the surface, the court has gained face, you have the lining, and everyone is happy. The officers and men under the mountain all have families and houses, and no one wants to lose their lives by really using swords and guns, as long as you accept the canonization, no one will object to them. Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"If you want me to surrender to the Manchus, it is absolutely unacceptable!" When Situ Bolei heard this, he hurriedly shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
"The old hero Situ is really a well-known anti-Qing righteous man, he is iron-clad, and he admires and admires him!" Song Qingshu knew that he would never agree to this policy, and he didn't care, "The old hero might as well listen to my middle policy." ”
"Speak. Stupole finally calmed down.
"The middle strategy is to take the thirty-six plan as the upper plan. Song Qingshu smiled, thinking that when the enemy was strong and I was weak, Grandpa Mao's guerrilla warfare theory was an unbreakable truth.
"Let's go?" Situ Bolei's heart moved, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head, "Fleeing without a fight can't help but laugh at fellow martial artists." Hearing this news, the army will definitely lose its vigor at that time, and it will not even be able to defend to the death. Stubleigh paused, and still added: "Besides, the army under the mountain blocked the exit, how could it be so easy to walk." ”
"Then what's the next policy?" Zeng Rou heard him say that the middle strategy is better than the upper strategy, and maybe the next strategy is better than the middle policy.
"The next strategy is naturally to defend Wangwu Mountain and wait to deal with the waves of suppression by the imperial court. Song Qingshu looked at Zeng Rou, who was in a blue shirt, and said with a smile, the cloth skirt and hairpin, without powder, created the most innocent beauty.