"Big adventure?" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and stared at her with a smile, "Rong'er, have you really thought about choosing a big adventure?"

"Yes. Huang Rong took a deep breath, but she was extremely calm in her heart, thinking that I am not a fool, as long as your requirements are too much, it is a big deal that I will not play.

"Rong'er, in order to avoid you not being clear about the rules of the game, I will confirm with you again that the big adventure is that no matter what the other party asks, you must do what he says, do you still want to choose the big adventure now?"

Song Qingshu's expression was quite playful, and Huang Rong panicked for a while, and couldn't help but regret this option a little, but she was also an extremely stubborn person in her bones, thinking that she had a way out anyway, why should she give in in front of him?

"Think about it, say, what are you going to let me do?" Huang Rong raised her chin, and her smooth and delicate neck was a little dazzling in the light.

Song Qingshu smiled weirdly, sat on the stool with the golden knife, and beckoned to her: "Come, come here." ”

Seeing that his legs were spread apart and the expression on his face was strange, it was difficult for Huang Rong not to have some strange associations, and her face was slightly cold: "What to do?"

"I just saw that this stool was too hard, and it was inevitable that Rong'er would knock on it, so I invited Rong'er to sit on my lap to ensure that it was much softer and more comfortable than the hard stool. Song Qingshu said with a smile.

Huang Rong was stunned: "This is the big adventure you want me to do?"

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: "What, is it very difficult? ”

"No...... Don't be embarrassed. Huang Rong's face was slightly red, she imagined countless possibilities in her mind, she always thought that the other party would make some excessive request, who knew that in the end he actually made such a request.

Sitting on his lap, although there was some transgression of etiquette, it was better than she expected I don't know how much, Huang Rong naturally didn't dare to let Song Qingshu change the requirements, and the ghost knew what kind of embarrassing things would be changed when the time came.

Afraid that Song Qingshu would suddenly change to other requirements, Huang Rong lifted the hem of her skirt and walked over, but as soon as she took two steps, she suddenly realized embarrassedly that she was too unreserved, as if she was eager to sit in his arms.

Seeing that Huang Rong stopped and her face changed, Song Qingshu smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and grabbed it out of thin air, Huang Rong felt a burst of soft force coming, and the whole person was a little unstable on her feet, and when she came to her senses, she found that she was already sitting on Song Qingshu's lap.

The long-term etiquette education made her subconsciously want to stand up, but although Song Qingshu's hand was soft, it was very firm around her waist, so that she couldn't move at all.

Huang Rong sighed, anyway, it was the big adventure she promised, and the only thing that made her happy was that Song Qingshu's hand didn't do anything too much except to wrap his arms around her waist.

"Rong'er, your body is so soft. Through the two layers of clothes, Song Qingshu can keenly feel the amazing softness and elasticity coming from his legs.

Huang Rong's face was hot, and she covered up the unnaturalness of her expression when she lifted the hair in her ears: "I have already done what you asked, is it my turn to ask you?"

"You ask. Song Qingshu showed an expression of great enjoyment, of course, the warm fragrant nephrite was in his arms, it would be strange if he didn't enjoy it.

"What is your Golden Snake Battalion's plan in the end?" Huang Rong was really curious, since the last defeat of the Qing army, and then the truce with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the Golden Snake Battalion has gradually gained a firm foothold and has become a force in the world that cannot be ignored, but in the eyes of most people, that's all.

Limited by its own strength, the Golden Snake Camp is a warlord who divides one side, and in the end it is nothing more than two ways, one is to be wiped out by the powerful countries around it, and the other is to take refuge in a certain country, and finally be annexed, the reason why Huang Rong asked this question is to see if he can guide the Golden Snake Camp to the Southern Song Dynasty.

If they can successfully subdue such a powerful warlord, the status of the two of them in the court is not the same as now, Huang Rong can take the opportunity to plan for her husband to officially enter the center of the court, only by influencing the decision-making of the court, she can barely see a glimmer of the future, and like now, as a person in the rivers and lakes to help defend the city, it will be difficult to escape the end of destruction after all.

Of course, Huang Rong didn't want to simply use Song Qingshu, but planned to push him into the imperial court, compared with Brother Jing, who was loyal to Mu Ne, Song Qingshu was more suitable for her plan, and when the time came, the two would support each other, maybe they could really win a glimmer of life.

I didn't expect Huang Rong to ask such a formal question, Song Qingshu pondered for a while, and then spit out eight words: "Drive out the Tartars and restore China!"

Hearing his answer, Huang Rong couldn't help but be shocked, as smart as she was, she could naturally know the hidden weight behind these eight words, although she had always thought that Song Qingshu was not the kind of Tianjiao who was willing to be subordinate, but she never expected that the other party's ambition was so great.

Swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!

Huang Rong subconsciously came up with these words in her mind, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, she had always thought that the other party was just competing for power in the rivers and lakes, but she didn't expect him to have ambitions in the world.

"It would be nice if Brother Jing was like him. ”

Huang Rong's expression was gloomy for a while, all these years to help the Southern Song Dynasty guard Xiangyang, it can be said that she has been making wedding dresses for others, if it is just like this, it would be fine, after all, the couple does not have too many ambitions, but the darkness in the officialdom really cools her heart.

Local officials hindered each other in order to compete for merit, resulting in a missed opportunity, but those big people in the court often even made black hands, either because of arrears of military salaries, or deliberate delay of grain and grass...... All kinds of dirty methods led to the defeat of the war, just to have one more reason to attack the political opponent and go into the field!

Huang Rong wanted to leave countless times, but her husband had no choice but to stay in Xiangyang, she could only sing with her husband, and she would flash a thought for countless nights: it would be good if the imperial court was controlled by her, although she didn't dare to say that she would recover the Central Plains, but from now on, the northern nomadic regime can no longer pass the thunder pond One step can still be done.

But this kind of thought is just fleeting, Huang Rong knows how naïve and ridiculous this idea is, not to mention that she is a woman, even if she is a man with amazing talents, how can she control the court?

The imperial court has always been the result of checks and balances and compromises between several power groups, and even the emperor can't think about what to do, let alone her?

But Song Qingshu's ambition made her see another possibility, since she couldn't do it, what if she broke all the rules and established a new regime from scratch?

Without the redundancy of officialdom and the conspirators from all sides, I must be able to thoroughly show what I have learned, right?

However, Huang Rong quickly dispelled this tempting idea, as the daughter of the Eastern Evil, she has never been a legalistic person, and this kind of thing will not scare her, but unfortunately, her husband is Guo Jing, not Song Qingshu.

If Brother Jing rises up, she will definitely support it, but Song Qingshu ...... What reason did she have to follow a man other than her husband?