Looking at the head rolling around on the ground, Song Qingshu said lightly: "You overestimate your status too much. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The reason why Wan Gui was not killed before was that it was too cheap to kill him directly, and it was better to let him be punished more; second, the time was not ripe, and Song Qingshu did not want to give the Southern Song Dynasty an excuse to send troops at the critical time of the decisive battle with Li Kexiu.

Now that the overall situation has been decided, naturally there is no need to worry so much, no matter how much Wan Gui is favored by Wan Qiao, he is just an identity of a concubine, how can he affect the decision-making of court politics? And even if it is a concubine, it doesn't matter, anyway, Wan Qiyu is already difficult to protect himself.

Originally, Song Qingshu heard what he said so viciously before, and then thought of Di Yun's hatred, and planned to sell Wan Gui to the rabbit house to serve Uncle Hei.

But that picture is too disgusting to think about, Song Qingshu thought of leaving such an enemy who was full of resentment and good at intrigues, the ghost knows if he will have any adventures to come back for revenge, with Song Qingshu's cultivation, of course he is not afraid of him, but there are still so many red faces around him, he can't risk them.

Maybe I watched too many film and television dramas in my previous life, and I knew that villains often died of talking too much, and I couldn't repeat the mistakes of the past.

"Brother Di, I have avenged you. Thinking of the honest Di Yun, Song Qingshu couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "Don't worry, Wan Qiaoxuan will soon come underground to make amends to you." ”

sent a signal, in exchange for the Golden Snake Battalion's subordinates lurking in Lin'an City, Song Qingshu ordered: "Send this person's bones to Maxipu in Xiangxi, give them to a woman named Qi Fang, and let her bury the bones in front of Di Yun's grave to atone for her sins." ”

"By the way, I cleaned up all the other people. ”

Several spies of the Golden Snake Battalion saluted, "Yes, my lord!" These people were all shrewd and capable, and soon these people were cleaned up, and even the blood stains were wiped clean.

After this turmoil, especially thinking that there was a person on the bed who had been poked to the ground and his flesh and blood were blurred, Song Qingshu could not sleep, so he simply meditated on the stool next to him.

When he arrived at Yin, the officials of Honglu Temple came to inform him that he was going to enter the palace in the morning, and Song Qingshu noticed that one of them was extremely surprised to see that he was safe and sound, and he looked around from time to time.

Knowing that he was the internal response arranged by Wan Gui, Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and didn't care, because he was optimistic, the scene had been cleaned up, if he could really see what was the ghost.

Compared with this, Song Qingshu had another headache, looking at the dark night outside the window, he couldn't help but scold: Now this point is replaced by the time of the previous life is about 3 o'clock in the morning, it is the time when people are sleeping soundly, and the ancient early dynasty system is really inhumane.

(Note: This is the early dynasty system of the Ming Dynasty, not the Song Dynasty, and there will not even be a court meeting for a few days, but for convenience, the Ming system will be used uniformly.) ）

"When will I see your emperor?" Song Qingshu asked.

One of the Honglu Temple officials hurriedly replied: "Let's wait outside the palace first, the palace gate will open at about the end of the day, and someone will arrange for the prince to wait in a side hall, and when the emperor summons you, there will be a eunuch to lead the prince to the Jinluan Palace." ”

"Mao Shi?" Song Qingshu laughed angrily, wouldn't it be 5 o'clock in the morning? He had to wait two hours before he could enter the palace, and after entering the palace, he didn't know how long he would have to wait for the emperor to summon him, of course he didn't do it.

The officials of Honglu Temple were suddenly anxious, and all kinds of emotions were reasonable, but Song Qingshu was still unmoved, so that the group of people finally begged their father to tell their grandmother, and Song Qingshu finally couldn't bear it: "Forget it, don't embarrass you errands, I'll just go in advance." But I can't wait that long, so I'll be there before the palace doors open. ”

Those people in Honglu Temple had no choice but to compromise, and then Song Qingshu rested for another hour before walking slowly to the palace.

When he arrived at the palace gate, he found that the civil and military officials were already waiting there, and the first person at the head was Wan Qiao, but he seemed to be a little absent-minded at this time, and he didn't even notice the arrival of Song Qingshu.

A person next to him has square eyes and a wide nose, a pair of hands in the sleeve cage, the whole person is hunched over, and the overall image is extremely obscene, although Song Qingshu has never seen him, but judging from his position, he guessed that he was the right minister Zhang Jun.

"Hmph, he also had a part in the last Yangzhou incident, as well as his younger brother Zhang Rou...... Even if it's not for yourself, you have to calculate this account for the sake of Yue Wangye. Song Qingshu's tone was cold, and a beautiful and unparalleled cheek suddenly appeared in his mind, and he didn't know where the little dragon girl was now. Before, Wan Qiaoyu knew that she was Yue Fei's orphan, and he didn't know if she had encountered any danger.

When he was losing his mind, Han Yanxuan beckoned to him and said, "Song Gongzi, come over here, I'll introduce you to a few people." "After all, the Golden Snake King was shouted by a group of Jianghu people, not a real prince, and on weekdays, Han Yanxuan didn't mind shouting a few times to show respect for the Golden Snake King in private, but now that everyone is watching, and he is in the palace, he is naturally not good at telling the truth.

Song Qingshu didn't care about this, and walked over with a smile: "Han Xiangzao." ”

Han Yanxuan nodded, first introduced Song Qingshu's identity to everyone, and then introduced the surrounding officials to Song Qingshu one by one.

Wan Qiyu finally came back to his senses at this time, and said with a smile: "It seems that Han Xiang has a good relationship with the Golden Snake King." ”

Han Yanxuan smiled slightly: "If it weren't for Lord Zuo Xiang's intervention when he was in Yangzhou, my relationship with Song Gongzi would be better." He had long expected that Wan Qiaowei would start from this aspect, so he simply spread it out and said it directly, after all, it was a well-known thing that Yangzhou had reached an agreement with Song Qingshu before, and it seemed that he was righteous and bright and had a clear conscience, and blocked the other party's series of backstrokes.

Wan Qiao's breath was suffocated, obviously a little unexpected, and he turned to Song Qingshu with a cold snort: "The old man's grandson heard that Gongzi arrived in Lin'an yesterday, and he specially came to visit your place with gifts, but he hasn't returned to the house until now, I don't know if Gongzi can tell me where he went?"

Song Qingshu secretly scolded shamelessly, with poison and a group of killers to assassinate can be described as visiting with gifts, since this is the case, then shamelessness to shamelessness: "Really? Why haven't I seen Ling Gongzi, is it possible that the security of Lin'an City has reached this level, and all living people can get lost?" Although it is not a big deal to let him know the truth, but as the saying goes, more things are better than less things, Song Qingshu has always been a person who is afraid of trouble, and he will never hesitate when he can be lazy.

"You!" Wan Qian knew that Wan Gui was probably folded in his hand, but the other party insisted that he had never seen it, he had no evidence in his hand, and there was nothing he could do if he wanted to have a seizure.

"Okay, okay, the palace gate has been opened, everyone, please. Jia Rudao on the side spoke, during this time he was anxious to check Jia Baoyu's whereabouts, and found out that Wan Qiaoyu had transferred the army to the scene, Jia Baoyu's disappearance may have nothing to do with him, and now that Wan Gui is gone, he is very gloating.

"Song has seen Jia Shumi. Song Qingshu had a headache while greeting him, Jia Baoyu's matter, I have to find a proper way to deal with the aftermath, otherwise Jia Yidao will suspect me sooner or later.

"It's a blessing. Jia Rudao examined him carefully and found that he couldn't see his depth clearly, and he was shocked for a while.

A group of people entered the palace in this way, and the civil and military officials advanced to the Jinluan Palace, and Song Qingshu was led by the eunuch to a side hall to wait.

Waiting in the side hall was boring, Song Qingshu even moved his mind to find Li Yuanzhi, but when he saw the eunuchs who did not leave an inch and the guards outside the door, he still dispelled this idea, in broad daylight, the danger factor was too high.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for news to come from the Chaohui to announce his visit, Song Qingshu tidied up his clothes, and rushed over to the direction of Jinluan Hall leisurely.

With his experience over the years, he has sat on the dragon chair, and he really can't lift his nervousness when he sees an emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Song Qingshu, the king of the golden snake, has seen the emperor. After entering the main hall, Song Qingshu began to look at this emperor, who was criticized a lot in later generations, and saw that he was white and fat, and he looked quite cute.

Song Qingshu showed a strange look, thinking that he eats and drinks well all day long, pampers him, and it is normal to be fat, and those eunuchs on TV are not all fat. However, it is strange to say that Zhao Gou's beard is quite lush, and the wisp of beard on his chin is probably more than a foot long.

"Isn't he already a waste, how can he still have such vigorous male hormones? This beard can't be deliberately pasted. When Song Qingshu was in the middle of his stomach, there was a loud shout from the side:

"Bold, if you don't kneel down when you see the emperor, what kind of crime should you be guilty of!"

Song Qingshu looked back, only to see Wan Qian Zhengzheng looking indignant, standing there glaring at himself, while Zhang Jun next to him echoed him, and said in a strange manner: "I don't know how those people in Honglu Temple teach, and a mere grass folk should also call themselves kings? ”

Jia Rudao was originally watching the play for a long time, but when he saw Zhang Jun leading the topic to Honglu Temple, he suddenly stopped: "The right minister is wrong, Song Qingshu is not my Great Song people, and at the same time, as the leader of one party, he is called the king or lonely, so naturally he does not have to be controlled by my Great Song Dynasty etiquette." "Now those officials of Honglu Temple are under the jurisdiction of the Privy Council, if Zhang Jun confirms this crime, he will inevitably get into a shame, and he will speak for Song Qingshu.

Wan Qiyu sneered: "Lord Jia's words are wrong, Song Qingshu was born in the Jingzhou area of my Great Song Dynasty, and his father is Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang faction, as the so-called monarch is the minister, the father is the son, and his father Song Yuanqiao is my Great Song people, how can he not?"

Jia Rudao couldn't help but be speechless for a while, snorted coldly and stopped answering, since he had moved the focus of the topic away from the Honglu Temple, he naturally didn't bother to block the arrow for Song Qingshu.

Han Yanxuan hurriedly secretly signaled to Song Qingshu, asking him to kneel down and shout long live long live first, and give Zhao Gou a step down, so that he could take the opportunity to round the field.

Who knew that Song Qing Shuli ignored him, and still stood upright in the center of the main hall, which made Zhao Gou's face gradually sink.