Flower Stealing Master

Fu Jun's son-in-law looked at his sister strangely: "Don't you hate this kind of dude the most before?"

"Really?" Fu Junyu's eyes were a little dodgy, "I think he is okay, not the same as the other dudes."

"What's the difference," Fu Junson snorted disdainfully, "Don't you still like to be with pretty girls?"

"Anyway, it's different." Fu Junyu touched the prism in his arms, but in the end he didn't share it with his sister.

At this time Song Qingshu had arrived at Prince Goryeo's room, and the Prince received him. The two chatted one after another, exchanging the customs of Korea and the Southern Song Dynasty.

After a while, Prince Goryeo spoke up: "Master Jia came to me on this trip not just to talk about these things with me, right?"

Song Qingshu glanced at him: "I have been observing since I first came in. The prince seems to be in a particularly good mood today?"

"I feel pretty good every day." Prince Goryeo was noncommittal.

Song Qing said: "However, two domestic dignitaries have died one after another, but the prince is so happy, it is a bit unreasonable."

The crown prince of Korea said indifferently: "I know what Master Jia wants to say, but you have to show evidence in everything. Don't blame me if you can't find it out."

Song Qingshu looked at his eyes carefully, but couldn't see any flaws: "The prince should be careful during this time. General Jin died suddenly after chatting with me. I don't want the prince to repeat the same mistakes."

The prince of Korea narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

"No," Song Qingshu shook his head, "I'm just reminding you that the real threat is still hidden in the dark."

The crown prince of Korea said lightly: "It's not troublesome, please."

Song Qingshu even wanted to use the soul-shifting method to torture his soul to see if the murderer was him, but he immediately suppressed this impulse. After all, he is a prince of a country, and now it is too risky in broad daylight.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything here, Song Qingshu left the Korean embassy and walked directly towards the palace. He had to discuss with a few women about recruiting relatives.

The red tail of the tail that followed secretly is a bit annoying, but now he has participated in the murder investigation in name, and it is reasonable to go to the palace as a report.

Directly took out his waist card and entered the palace in an upright manner, Zhongyuan had no choice but to wait outside the palace.

"Big Brother Song~"

"Song Lang~"

"Brother Qingshu~"

At this time, the three daughters were discussing the candidates for recruiting relatives in the Imperial Study Room. Seeing Song Qingshu's arrival, they were all pleasantly surprised.

Seeing the joy of the three women from the heart, Song Qingshu felt warm too: "Did you negotiate a result?"

Yelu Nanxian replied: "For the time being, it is decided to arrange the match by drawing lots, so that it can block Yoyo's mouth."

Song Qingshu frowned: "Draw lots? If there is some strong showdown at the beginning, people in those countries will definitely be dissatisfied."

Li Qinglu on the side pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, it's just a lottery in name. In fact, the result of the draw was basically arranged by us. In this respect, Yipintang has a dedicated person responsible."

Song Qingshu's eyes widened, and he had to sigh. He thought that only those lottery tickets could be operated in a dark box. He didn't expect it to be in this era.

Mu Wanqing took out a scroll and began to explain: "The first principle must be to let people from the missions of various countries meet late, otherwise if they are eliminated in the first round, they will not be able to survive and easily lead to diplomatic disputes.

Song Qingshu nodded: "That's true, but where can we find so many cannon fodder?"

Yelu Nanxian glanced at Li Qinglu, and giggled: "You have underestimated the charm of our sister Qinglu. I heard that Xixia’s most beautiful father-in-law recruits son-in-law. All the young and old are rushing here. Now The entire Xingqing Mansion was almost overcrowded, all the inns were full, and many houses were rented out to those who participated in the recruitment."

"So exaggerated?" Song Qingshu has been busy investigating the case these days, but he hasn't noticed the changes in the city.

Li Qinglu raised Yang Guang's chin like a jade, trying to make her tone as normal as she could, but her expression was still a little unstoppable: "Those people have no self-knowledge. All monsters and monsters come to want to marry this princess. "

Yelu Nanxian couldn't help but jokingly said: "If those outside know that the rumors are unparalleled, beautiful, gentle and demure, the princess is actually a demon girl who cannibalize people without spitting out bones, I am afraid it would have been scattered long ago."

"Brother Qingshu, look at sister Xian'er bullying me again." Li Qinglu shook Song Qingshu's arm, looking wronged.

Song Qingshu naturally knew her details and couldn't help but laughed: "It's not bad if you don't bully others, will you still be bullied?"

"Huh~" Li Qinglu pouted, but was not really angry.

Song Qingshu suddenly noticed a person's name, and couldn't help being surprised: "Xu Zhu? Can the monk come to recruit?"

"The news given over there is false

Bamboo has long since returned to vulgarity. "Mu Wanqing explained, but still couldn't help but sip, "These people are really not serious, don't eat fast and reciting the Buddha, and go around making fun all day long. "

Song Qingshu sighed: "Actually, it is understandable. Now is a world of great controversy. Everyone is betting. The two schools of Buddhism and Taoism are no exception. From historical experience, once they become the state religion of the unified dynasty, various Temples, fields, and offerings can be said to be a steady stream, and it is natural to work hard for this. Of course, this is not entirely out of selfishness. Both Buddhism and Taoism hope that their ideas will be accepted by more people, but to spread their beliefs. Oneself is far from enough. Naturally, we can only use the power of the country."

Li Qinglu's eyes lit up: "Brother Qingshu, you said that one day you will become the person most likely to dominate the world. Will those who opposed you come to lick you."

Song Qingshu rubbed her head: "I hope this day."

The next few women began to formulate a specific pairing list. Song Qingshu couldn't get in on the side, and left the palace.

After he left, Li Qinglu put down the pen and paper in her hand, wrinkled her nose and said, "We can't do this!"

Mu Wanqing and Yelu Nanxian were confused: "What's the matter?"

"Why didn't you just keep him?" Li Qinglu said angrily.

Mu Wanqing and Yelu Nanxian's faces were reddened: "You haven't spoken either."

"Didn't I care about you?" Li Qinglu bit her lip. "It's not a way for us to check and balance each other like this. The three monks didn't have water to drink, and in the end they took advantage of those coquettish **** outside."

"Uh, this is too exaggerated." Yelu Nanxian hesitated.

"You don't know his ability to hook up with women, you can't figure out who the gentle country is outside these days." Li Qinglu curled her lips.

Yelu Nanxian wanted to say it again, but thinking about the sight of him and the two women in the Southern Song Dynasty, as well as the little girl from Goryeo, couldn't help but retort.

"So our three sisters must unite, not infighting to make others cheaper." Li Qinglu squeezed her fists, obviously full of energy.

Yelu Nanxian pursed his lips and smiled: "I have no opinion."

Mu Wanqing's face turned red, and finally replied in a low voice, "Neither did I."

At this time, Song Qingshu on the street couldn't help but sneezed, wondering who was talking about me behind his back? Hearing that the heroes of the world gathered in the city, he came to stroll around, and it was really lively.

Suddenly there was a noise not far away, and a familiar voice was mixed in it: "Let go of me!"