Beacon quenching beauty

Zhang Wuji did not come to Kaifeng to wait for him, it was beyond Song Qingshu's expectation.Now it was a bit difficult, he was not as easy to find Zhang Wuji as Zhang Wuji was, the whereabouts of the leader of Mingjiao was uncertain, even if he wanted to send a letter to Zhang Wuji, he didn't know where to send it.

Of course, it is also possible to send the letter directly to Haozhou, where Mingjiao's main altar is located in the Central Plains, and expressly ask them to forward the letter to Master Zhang.

It’s just that what Song Qingshu wants to say to Zhang Wuji is not suitable for recording in pen and ink. If it’s written vaguely, Zhang Wuji must not understand it, and if it’s not done, he might have misunderstood something; Look, for no reason, such a huge handle has been sent to the hands of caring people.In desperation, he could only decide to wait and talk.

Besides waiting for Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu still has a lot of things to do.

He now occupies most of Henan, and has the very affluent Xinyang as his support. He has enough soldiers and food, and his morale is strong.

In fact, there has always been a deep-rooted thought in Song Qingshu's heart - a good man should have high aspirations - this is what his father taught him since he was a child.

At that time, everyone always thought that his popular status in the Wudang School must be inseparable from his status as the son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of Wudang.

In fact, it is not the case, Wudang Sect is the place where strength is the most important. If you are incompetent, although you will not be excluded among the disciples, you will definitely not be entrusted with important tasks by the teacher.Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng has lived for more than 100 years, his vision is so sharp and transparent, just look at the fact that all the seven disciples he recruited are well-known in the martial arts world.

Therefore, even though Song Qingshu is extremely talented, he has never slack off since he was a child. He earned the position of the third generation leader of the Wudang School with his own strength. Even if he has a relationship with his father Song Yuanqiao, the relationship will not be too much. big.

When Song Qingshu was a teenager, he was full of pride. He was determined to be the next head of the Wudang faction. After succeeding, he would let the Wudang faction flourish in his own hands and become the number one martial art school.And he, Song Qingshu, will naturally become a figure admired by everyone in the world.

It's a pity that his ambition to become a master of the martial arts was ruined by his own hands after he became dizzy because of love. After that, he lived with his head hidden and his feet hidden from view, as if stuck in a puddle of mud and couldn't get out. Think about those lofty aspirations.

This time good intentions are rewarded, because he didn't want to wrong Zhang Wuji, he had to be sure that he could live a dignified life before being with this person, so he went to Wudang Mountain ahead of time, although Tai Shifu took a heavy hand, he finally didn't want him Life, after this year of torture, he, Song Qingshu, will be able to be reborn as a human being, and he will never owe anyone else again.

This time, I must take care of myself and do a few things that a man should do, so that I can live up to the kindness of my parents' upbringing, and I can be regarded as worthy of myself, and I didn't come to this world for nothing.

For the time being, I put away those thoughts about the love of children, and after two days of rest, I began to dispatch troops and horses, and ordered Song Wuyi to lead 2 people to attack Fengqiu in the north, and Qi Tianbao led 2 people to attack Yangwu in the west. Suppressing the rebel army everywhere, exhausted, still unable to mobilize a large number of troops to suppress him, who said that he was not big or small, and occupied the whole of Henan.

At this time, it was the early spring of the 14th year of Dayuan Zhizheng, and the spring was cold, but it was still very cold.

Both Fengqiu and Yangwu are small places with less than [-] troops stationed there. Because of poor health, Song Qingshu would not go there unless he could.Song Wuyi and Qi Tianbao have been with him for such a long time, they can be regarded as battle-tested, and they have fought vigorously since last year. It is the time when they are powerful and capable, and they have twice the strength of the other party to attack these two counties. It's hard to lose.

After sending the two teams out at the same time in early March, Song Qingshu and Song Wuyi took the center to sit in Kaifeng.Another general in the army, Wang Daquan, was sent back to Xinyang to stay behind when he set off for Shaanxi.

Xinyang is very close to Chen Youliang's team stationed in northern Hubei, less than ten days away. Although Xinyang is also Tianwan's territory in name, Song Qingshu has always been in charge of it, and only takes a few percent of the local taxes. Just give it to Marshal Chen.It is a very important place where it is rich and the terrain is changeable, he must guard against others, he must send a capable confidant to guard there to be at ease.

"Big brother, big brother, Fengqiu Zhanbao!" Song Gaishi's high-throated voice sounded from afar.

According to the old rules, Song Qingshu lives in Dalu Huachi's house behind the Kaifeng government office. It is a high-walled hut, with warm quilts and soft beds. The house is very comfortable. Except for going to the government office military camp, he spends the rest of his time at home resting. Song Gaish would often come directly to talk to him.

"Has Wu Yi brought down Fengqiu?" The weather was fine in the afternoon, and the sun was rare, so Song Qingshu asked someone to set up a soft chair in the courtyard to sit and bask in the sun.

"Hurry up, hurry up, my brother said that he has surrounded Fengqiu, and there have been deserters coming out in the past two days, I guess the Yuan army there will not last long." Song Gaishi said as he walked, and turned his head to yell. , "Hey, you guys hurry up."

When he came close, Song Qingshu couldn't help but to laugh and cry, "Gai Shi, I don't want women, let these guys go back wherever they came from."

Song Gaishi was followed by two guards, and behind the guards were three or four little girls dressed as maidservants, all of whom were only fifteen or sixteen years old, all of them lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, careful not to move or look around.

Song Gaish came to him in two steps, bent down, first handed Song Qingshu the battle report sent back by Song Wuyi in his hand, and then whispered in his ear, "Brother, these are servants of a big family in the city , that family ran away before we came, and the remaining little girls were not taken away. They are all locals. I checked carefully. There is absolutely no problem with their identities. They are honest and have to serve others. In your house, besides the soldiers, you are also the cook. It is always difficult to take good care of the clothes and clothes. You are not in good health, so you need to take care of them carefully. So I found a few girls for you. Take a look. They are all juicy, they can make a bed and fold a quilt and serve tea and water, and it is also comfortable to look at in front of your eyes."

Song Qingshu was used to being taken care of by Aunt Niu two years ago, and he was indeed not satisfied with the service of the soldiers around him. These people are not as careful as women, and they often have dirty clothes, bath water is too cold, and the quilt is damp and thin. little problem.

If he was an ordinary warrior, he wouldn't mind it at all, but he is a person with a weak physique and needs to be maintained. Recently, his illness has added to his injuries. He asked, "Have you checked carefully, are there any problems with the origins of these women?"

Song Gaishi patted his chest to guarantee, "Brother, don't worry about what I'm doing."

Song Qingshu knew that he was a person with roughness and finesse, regardless of the big and the three rough, he was actually very suitable for such meticulous things, so he was relieved when he got this guarantee, and asked to take these girls down and hand them over to his captain for arrangements.

Before the maids left, they went up to pay their respects, and said in unison, "The maidservants pay respects to the general."

Song Qingshu heard it interesting, but he had never heard this kind of sound in the army, it was really soft and comfortable in his ears, he couldn't help but smiled, and waved his hand, "Go down."

Song Gaishi saw his elder brother smiling, and knew that this flattery was on point, so he was also happy. He grinned and said to Song Qingshu, "Brother, these people are all good. If you like them, Just take two for bed warming, it’s pretty good, look at the girl in red at the end, named Xiufang, I just asked, she’s only 14 years old, tsk tsk, how can this figure look like 14 years old!”

Song Qingshu was not interested, so he glanced at him lightly, "If you like her, just take her back."

Song Gaish quickly waved his hands, "No, no, how can I, these few are specially recruited by me to honor you, big brother."

"Hmph, you guys should also restrain yourself. After fighting these few battles, occupying a palm-sized territory, one by one began to enjoy the extravagance. If you slack off, how can you fight the next battle! You can forget it yourself, as long as you don't Excessive, don't delay the business, you should marry two women, I can take care of the people below, if anyone dares to openly rob women for pornography, or because they are jealous and fight because of going to a brothel, I will delay the business first Kill him and talk to you again!"

Song Gaish shrank his neck, "I know, I know, brother, don't worry."

After Song Qingshu took the opportunity to beat Song Gaishi, he enjoyed the benefits of having a maid serving him that night. He ate well, slept well, and even got up early the next day to dress and wash his face more comfortably than before.

I can’t tell you how much has changed. Anyway, the windows in the house are bright and clean, the bedding has been changed and dried, the food is not cold when it is delivered, and it is just right for you to eat. When you are thirsty, you can have a cup of warm fragrant tea at hand. , After standing in the yard for a while, the cloak will be sent out.You don't need to order more when taking a shower, and the clean clothes will be put aside naturally, Song Qingshu is very satisfied.

The day was rainy, wet and cold, and at night, he ordered people to prepare hot water for bathing, so as to soak in blood. Since he was nailed with three bone-attached needles, his left shoulder would be sore and unbearable whenever it rained. Soak in hot water to soothe it.

Leaning in the hot tub for a while, I heard footsteps behind me, I knew it was a servant girl bringing soap powder, hand towels and other things, I didn't care, I just closed my eyes and fell asleep.

After a cup of tea, I found that the person was standing by the side and hadn't left yet. When I opened my eyes, I saw Xiufang standing beside her blushing. It was a cold day, but she was only wearing a thin dress , was praised by Song Gaishi, with a well-proportioned figure showing every detail.

Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning, "What are you doing?"

"I... I want to ask the general if he wants someone to wait for someone to wipe his back or something." Xiufang replied like a mosquito. She has also worked in a rich family for several years, so she has seen the world, but she has never seen such a handsome man. , or a general, since the first time we met, my heart has been moved, because I also know that I and the others were sent to serve the general, so I can't help but want to "recommend myself" before those people.

Song Qingshu nodded, as he bent his arm backwards, he would touch the wound on his shoulder. Originally, he wanted to ask someone to help him rub his back, so he leaned forward and told him, "Be careful, don't use too much force, don't use too much force. Touch my left shoulder."

Xiufang was delighted, and responded, "Oh, I got it!"

He rolled up his sleeves, exposing his two snow-white round arms, soaked the water with a cloth towel, and reached into the bucket to help him scrub.

While washing, he secretly praised Song Qingshu in his heart, and from time to time, he gently stroked the skin on Song Qingshu's back with his palm. I was blocked by something, and I looked back, only to see a dark-faced young man standing by the screen at some point, and exclaimed in shock, "Who are you!"

Song Qingshu also sensed that someone was coming in, so he hurriedly turned to look at it, and exclaimed at the same time as the little girl Xiufang, "Wuji, you're here!" Seeing Zhang Wuji's face was very ugly, he suddenly thought that the little girl behind him was not dressed like that. It's too easy to be misunderstood, and the secret path is terrible.