Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Cloth Skirt and the Thorn Hairpin
"Lewd thief, let go of Senior Sister Zeng Rou!"
"What a bold man, he actually dared to go to Wangwu Mountain to spread wild."
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Song Qingshu completely ignored the clamor of this group of minions until a middle-aged man with gray hair walked out of the crowd.
"Looking at Your Excellency's martial arts, it is by no means an ordinary person, so why embarrass a little girl?" The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.
"You're Stubery?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and glanced at the other party.
"Yes, the old man is." The middle-aged man replied.
Listening to his breathing, he knew that his martial arts were not very good, but the other party had a kind of perseverance and tragedy unique to a soldier, Song Qingshu nodded secretly: "There are important matters that need to be discussed with the old hero, I don't know if Your Excellency has the courage to enter the house with me to discuss in detail?"
Stubourley fell silent, the other party came late at night, and his appearance was suspicious, and it was not a danger to enter the house with him.
Seeing that the leader was silent, the rest of the people shouted and cursed, and they all advised him not to be deceived.
Doing extraordinary things in extraordinary times, Song Qingshu coughed and said: "It's inevitable that the old hero Situ has scruples, but I'm not begging you to come in, but threatening, understand?"
Song Qingshu paused and continued: "I'll count to three, if you don't want to talk to me in the house, I'll strip this little girl of a piece of clothing; Then he started counting, counting to three, and peeling off one of her, knowing that she couldn't get off her."
Zeng Rou was so frightened that her face turned white, and everyone in the Wang House faction also opened their mouths to scold angrily.
"Little beauty, do you think you, senior brothers, will delay time in order to take a look at your delicate body......? Second ......" Song Qingshu gently touched Zeng Rou's face with the tip of his nose, and inhaled intoxicatedly, the girl's unique youthful taste is really wonderful.
"Kill me, I won't be insulted by you!" Although Zeng Rou was scared in her heart and trembled involuntarily, she was unwilling to put her beloved master in danger.
"Okay, old man will come into the house with you!" Stuart Borei finally spoke, Zeng Rou was entrusted to him by an old friend of his before he died, and he could not let Zeng Rou's innocence be ruined today.
"Sure enough, old hero Situ, please!" Song Qingshu got out of the way and made a gesture of please.
Holding Zeng Rou in his arms, Song Qingshu slowly followed Stuart Boray to the house, and noticed that the rest of the people were also surrounding, Song Qingshu used his internal strength, and his sleeves flicked back, and everyone only felt a strong force coming, and they all stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.
"Whoever dares to come within three feet of this hut in a few moments will be the fate of him." Song Qingshu used the big demon fist and slammed into a big stone next to him.
Zeng Rou saw the stone that was shattered all over the ground, and his heart was cold: this person's martial arts are so high......
The rest of the people also turned pale and stopped in place one after another, not leaving for a while, nor if they didn't go.
"What do you want to say to the old man?" Situ Bolei also saw the scene just now, and secretly thought that the other party's martial arts did not know how many times better than himself, but after so many years of fighting on the battlefield, he had already put life and death aside, so he could face Song Qingshu with a normal heart.
Song Qingshu admired this battlefield bearing, and with a gentle push, he let go of Zeng Rou.
"Master~" As soon as Zeng Roufu got out of trouble, he hurriedly hid behind Stuart Burley, this master was really coquettish and timid.
Stuart Bolei comforted Zeng Rou and looked back at Song Qingshu in a daze.
"In order to see the old hero of Situ, in a hurry, I had to make this decision, offended Miss Zeng Rou, and I hope that the girl will forgive her sins." Song Qingshu gave a polite salute, changing his previous domineering and vicious appearance.
Thinking that she didn't know that he had rubbed a lot of oil on her body just now, Zeng Rou was ashamed and angry, but these things were only known to the two of them in private, and she couldn't reveal them to her master for a while, so she had to glare at him angrily in protest.
Stubaughey was noncommittal, and said lightly: "Your Excellency should explain your intentions."
"Now that there are thousands of elite Tartar soldiers under the mountain, I don't know how the old hero Situ plans to deal with it?" Song Qingshu found a stool and sat down.
Stuberley wanted to say that the countermeasures would not be known to an outsider, but he suddenly realized that there was no countermeasure at all, and he couldn't help but freeze there.
"If you guess correctly, your Wangwu faction is holding on to the mountain, isn't it?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qingshu said to himself.
"Hmph, Wangwu Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the Manchu Tartars want to attack it, but it's not that easy." Stuart Burley snorted coldly.
"Yes, there are only three thousand cavalry battalions under the mountain, and if you attack strongly, I am afraid that you will not lose your troops, but it is just ......" Song Qingshu paused deliberately.
"Just what?" Zeng Rou couldn't help but ask curiously.
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "What is the biggest reason why the old hero thinks that the Wangwu Sect has been at ease before?
Situ Bolei's face was a little ugly: "It is because of these two thousand people that our Wang Wushan has made the Tartar government let us go."
"Wrong!" Song Qingshu stood up, "The reason why you are at ease is because you have not entered the sight of the imperial court before, and the local officials have not reported your situation to the imperial court for various reasons...... Hehe, when the time comes, there will be a steady stream of officers and soldiers coming to suppress the bandits, how long can you support a thousand people?"
Situ Boley was drenched in a cold sweat when he heard this, and then he realized the problem of Yan zhòng, look.[,!] Song Qingshu, his heart moved, and he hurriedly asked: "Thank you for your advice, I don't know if Your Excellency has a way to save me?"
Song Qingshu chuckled: "The old hero reacts quickly, I am indeed here to show you a clear path this time.
Stuart Bore's expression was solemn and he said, "I would like to hear it in detail."
"Is this the best policy, naturally accept the canonization of the Manchu court on the surface, the court has gained face, you have the inside, everyone is happy. The officers and soldiers under the mountain have families and rooms, and no one wants to really use a knife or gun to lose their lives, as long as you accept the canonization, none of them will object." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"If you want me to surrender to the Manchus, it is absolutely impossible!" When Situ Boley heard this, he quickly shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
"The old hero Situ is really a well-known anti-Qing righteous man, he is iron-clad, and he admires and admires him!" Song Qingshu knew that he would never agree to this best policy, and he didn't care, "The old hero might as well listen to my middle policy."
"Please." Stubourley finally calmed down.
"The middle strategy is to go to the top with thirty-six strategies." Song Qingshu smiled, thinking that when the enemy was strong and I was weak, Grandpa Mao's guerrilla warfare theory was an unbreakable truth.
"Let's go?" Situ Bolei's heart moved, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head, "Fleeing without a fight can't help but be ashamed of fellow martial artists. Stubble was stunned, but still added: "Besides, the army under the mountain blocked the exit, how could it be so easy to walk."
"What's the next step?" Zeng Rou heard him say that the middle strategy is better than the upper strategy, and maybe the next strategy is better than the middle policy.
"The next strategy is naturally to defend Wangwu Mountain and wait to deal with the waves of suppression by the imperial court." Song Qingshu looked at Zeng Rou in a blue shirt and said with a smile, the cloth skirt is not for sale, but it has created the most innocent beauty.