In order to quell the small episode of assassination in the middle, it took a lot of time for the two to get out of the officials and patrolling soldiers who rushed to hear the news, and finally arrived at the main residence of the Pucha family without danger.

Not long after entering the door, Pucha Ahute received the news and greeted him: "Nephew, I heard that you met an assassin on the way?"

"Uncle Pucha is worried, but we are not hurt. Song Qingshu replied with a smile, he had already done his homework before coming, and Pucha Ahute had an equal relationship with Tang Kuo's father who died on the battlefield, so it was natural to call him an uncle.

"Don't worry, I am good friends with the city guard general, and I will ask him to send more people to investigate this matter and find out the assassin to give you a satisfactory explanation. Pucha Ahut patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"Thank you, Uncle Shi. Song Qingshu smiled, he didn't take this kind of polite words to heart, since that assassin dared to assassinate the dignified prince, how could he be easily searched out by these soldiers? And to be honest, he didn't want that assassin to be caught at all.

"Come in, everyone else is pretty much there. Pucha Ahute personally took the two of them in, and Pucha Qiucao's coming-of-age ceremony was actually completed in the ancestral hall in the morning, and this one was more like a grand banquet in the evening.

Unlike the Han style of the Jiangnan people, the banquet of the Pucha family was more inclined to Jurchen customs, and was held on a vast lawn, with a roaring bonfire in the middle, and the flames greedily licked the roasted whole sheep on it, and the air was filled with a mouth-watering smell of meat and all kinds of joyful songs.

Song Qingshu's position was arranged in the front, after all, Gebi is a princess, and Tang Kuobi is one of the three patriarchs, although there are some strong outsiders, but there are really few people who can surpass their husband and wife on the surface.

Song Qingshu casually glanced at the people who were sitting in a better position than the two of them, most of them didn't know each other, but from the location arrangement and age characteristics, it was not difficult to judge the identity of these people.

In addition to the people of the master Pucha's family, there is an old man sitting at the top of the position, and everyone in the court can be qualified to sit in this position, only when the court is Taibao, leading the three provincial affairs, Shang Shuling, all marshals, Wanyan Zongxian, who is in charge of the military and political power of the Jin State!

Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, this Wanyan Zongxian is also the king of heaven mentioned by Zhao Fujin before, thinking that he let Zhao Gou's biological mother Empress Dowager Wei and his wife Empress Xianjie serve in the same bed, Song Qingshu was secretly angry, although he was not a Song person, but as a Han person, he inevitably had a sense of hatred and hatred.

"This old immortal, looking at a highly respected appearance, is secretly a belly of male thieves and female prostitutes, so old, he is not afraid of playing with a myocardial infarction cerebral hemorrhage or something. ”

Song Qingshu looked unhappy, his eyes moved down again, the one sitting under him was not surprisingly the Prime Minister Zuo, King Cao, and Wanyan Zongmin, who was also the deputy marshal of the left, he and Wanyan Zonggan, Zongwang, Zongbi, these celebrities who made the Northern Song Dynasty frightened back then were brothers, but these awesome brothers passed away one after another, and the words of the Taizu family fell on him, Wanyan Liang is also the Taizu lineage, and he has to be respectfully called an imperial uncle in front of him.

However, what made Song Qingshu pay more attention was the princess Cao next to him, who was in her early thirties, but a pair of phoenix eyes were watery and glanced around, and at first glance, she was not the master of peace.

"Old husband and young wife, it would be strange if it was okay. Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and at the same time sighed with emotion, this Cao princess is called Pucha Alan, and she is the sister of Pucha Ahute, compared to her marrying the second-in-command of the imperial court, Tang Kuo's sister Mrs. Tang, but she can only marry a small festival envoy, which shows that although they are the three major families of the Jin Kingdom, the strength of the Tang Kuo family has weakened to what extent.

Sitting next to Cao Wang Zongmin should be the right prime minister Wanyan Zongben, not only his official position is similar to Zong Min, but even his status in the family is similar, Zong Min is the speaker of the Taizu line, and Zong Ben is the speaker of the Taizong line.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of the girl who was bright in the morning, originally her grandfather Zong Pan was the speaker of the Taizong family, but it was a pity that a political struggle failed that year and her grandfather and father were executed, so it was the turn of Zong Ben to be the speaker of the Taizong family.

Saying that Cao Cao Cao was coming, Song Qingshu was thinking about Chongjie, and suddenly found that Zong himself stretched out a beautiful head, who is it not Chongjie? Noticing Song Qingshu's eyes, the girl glared at him fiercely, making Song Qingshu look inexplicable: When did I offend her?

Song Qingshu didn't bother to delve into the girl's thoughts, and continued to observe the people in the field, the top position on the other side was an acquaintance, the king of Changsheng who had dealt with him in Qiuxianglou before, but Song Qingshu glanced at him, his eyes were all attracted by the woman next to him, looking at the clothes, she should be the princess of Changsheng.

I often heard people talk about the beauty of Princess Changsheng before, and even the current Emperor of Jin Guo also crowned her "Lady Peach Blossom", Song Qingshu didn't understand why there was such a strange title before, but now when he saw the real person, he immediately understood, his face was full of peach blossoms, his eyes were full of affection, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, as if he was hanging a smile at any time, which made people feel excited at a glance.

"This posture can definitely be equal to Gebi!" Song Qingshu secretly admired, but thinking that Gebi was by her side, wouldn't it hurt her heart if she kept staring at other women?

glanced back at Gebi, but found that she didn't pay attention to herself at all, but stared at the bonfire in the field in a daze, and the firelight reflected on her beautiful face, which looked even more beautiful.

"What's wrong with her?" Song Qingshu wondered in his heart.

"Brother Tang Kuo, I'm really sorry!"

Song Qingshu looked up and saw Wan Yan Liang's apprentice Shan Jing and his wife coming over, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that the prince's carriage really can't sit down." ”

Wan Yanliang was also a little embarrassed: "Hmph, this king swears that he must catch that assassin and vent his anger for Brother Tang Kuo!"

Song Qingshu secretly sneered, it's true to be angry with yourself, after all, there is an assassin with strong martial arts watching at any time, and you may not be able to sleep well.

"Brother Tang Kuo, this is the second time you have saved the life of this king," Wan Yanliang suddenly showed a playful smile, "Don't worry, this king will definitely keep his previous promise, when Brother Tang Kuo is ready, you can choose." ”

Princess Hailing on the side was confused: "What can you choose?"

Wan Yanliang smiled: "It's nothing, it's just the treasures in this palace's mansion for Brother Tang Kuo to pick at will." ”

Princess Hailing pursed her lips and smiled, completely unaware that her husband was referring to herself: "This is naturally as it should be, what does the colt fancy when the time comes, although you must not be polite when you speak." ”