Flower Stealing Master

"A big adventure?" Song Qingshu raised her brows and stared at her with a smile, "Rong'er, are you really thinking 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, and as long as your request is too excessive, the big deal is that I will stop playing.

"Rong'er, in order to avoid that you don't know the rules of the game, please confirm with you again. The big adventure is that no matter what the other party asks, you must do what he says. Do you still choose the big adventure now?"

Song Qingshu's expression was rather playful. Huang Rong felt a panic in her heart. She couldn't help but regret this option, but she was also a very stubborn person in her bones.

&↓↖↓↖↓↖, ¤.±↘.≧p; "Think about it, let's talk about it, what do you want me to do?" Huang Rong raised her chin, and her smooth and delicate neck was dazzlingly white under the light.

Song Qingshu gave a weird smile, and Jin Dama sat on the bench and waved to her: "Come here."

Seeing his legs separated and the expression on his face was strange, Huang Rong could hardly not have some strange associations, and his face was slightly chilled: "What are you doing?"

"I saw that the stool was too hard, and I smashed Rong'er, so I invited Rong'er to sit on my lap to make sure it was much softer and more comfortable than the hard stool." Song Qingshu laughed.

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

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: "Why, is it embarrassing? Or I'll change it."

"No...no embarrassment." Huang Rong's face was reddened, and she imagined countless possibilities in her mind, always thinking that the other party would make an excessive request, but she didn't know that he actually made such a request in the end.

Sitting on his lap, even though there was some overstepping of etiquette, it was better than she expected. I don't know how much. Huang Rong naturally didn't dare to ask Song Qingshu to change her request. The ghost knew how embarrassing it would be.

Fearing that Song Qingshu would suddenly change to other requirements, Huang Rong lifted the skirt and walked over, but just after taking two steps, she suddenly realized that she was too unreserved, and she seemed to be eager to sit down with him. The same in the arms.

Seeing Huang Rong stop, her face changed, Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and when she reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, Huang Rong felt a burst of softness, and she was a little unstable in her standing. When she woke up, she found that she was already sitting on Song Qingshu's lap. .

The long-term etiquette education made her stand up subconsciously, but Song Qingshu's hands were soft but firmly around her waist, making her unable to move at all.

Huang Rong sighed. Anyway, it was the big adventure she had promised. The only thing that made her thankful was that Song Qingshu's hand did not do anything excessive except for holding her waist.

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

Huang Rong's face was hot, and she concealed her unnatural expression as she lifted the hair around her ears: "I have done what you requested. It's my turn to ask you, right?"

"You ask." Song Qingshu showed a very enjoyable expression. Of course, Wenxiang Nephrite was in his arms. It would be strange if he didn't enjoy it.

"What is your final plan for the Golden Snake Camp?" Huang Rong is really curious. Since the last defeat of the Qing army and the immediate truce with the Manchus, the Golden Snake Camp has gradually gained a firm foothold and has become a world that cannot be ignored. In the eyes of most people, it is nothing more than that.

Limited by its own strength, the Golden Snake Camp has become a warlord who is divided into the sky. In the end, it is nothing more than two paths. One is to be wiped out by the surrounding powerful countries, and the other is to seek refuge in a certain country and finally be annexed. The reason why Huang Rong Asking this question is to wonder if we can lead the Golden Snake Camp to join the Southern Song Dynasty.

If they can successfully subdue such a powerful warlord, the status of the couple in the court will be different from what they are 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 of the court can she barely see There is a glimmer of light in the future, and as it is now, helping to defend the city as a person from the rivers and lakes will eventually end in no way to escape.

Of course, Huang Rong doesn’t just want to use Song Qingshu, but intends to push him into the court. Compared with the loyal brother Jing, Song Qingshu is more suitable for her plan. Then the two will support each other, maybe they can really win the first line of life. .

Unexpectedly, Huang Rong would ask such a formal question. Song Qingshu thought for a while before spitting out eight words: "Get rid of the Tartars and restore China!"

Hearing his answer, Huang Rong couldn't help being shocked. She was as smart as her, and she could naturally understand the hidden weight behind these eight characters. Although she had always thought that Song Qingshu was not the kind of arrogant arrogant who was willing to give to others, she never expected it. The ambition of the other party is so great.

Swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!

These words emerged subconsciously in Huang Rong's mind, and she couldn't help smiling secretly. She had always thought that the other party was just fighting for supremacy in the rivers and lakes. How could she have thought that his ambition was in the world.

"It would be great if Brother Jing was like him."

Huang Rong looked sad for a while. Over the years, she helped the Southern Song Dynasty to guard Xiangyang and she had been making wedding dresses for others. If it was just like this, it would be fine. After all, the couple did not have much ambition, but the darkness in the officialdom really cooled her heart.

The local officials held back each other in order to fight for merit, which led to a series of missed opportunities, but the big figures in the court, and even often made black hands, either because of the default of military payment, or the deliberate delay of food and grass...Various nasty methods led to the war. Failure, just for one more reason to attack political opponents!

Huang Rong wanted to leave countless times, but her husband was determined to stay in Xiangyang. She could only sing and sing with her husband. For countless nights, she would have a thought: If the court is controlled by her, she will not dare to regain it. Central Plains, but since then, the northern nomadic regime can no longer pass the thunder pool.

But this kind of thought is only fleeting. Huang Rong knows how naive and ridiculous this kind of thought is. Don't say she is a woman, even if she is a man of amazing talent, how can she control the court?

The court has always been the result of checks, balances, and compromises between several power groups. Even the emperor can't think or do anything, let alone her?

But Song Qingshu's ambitions showed her another possibility. Since it can't be done, what about breaking all the rules and establishing a new regime from scratch?

Without the tediousness of officialdom, and no conspirators from all sides holding back, I must be able to fully demonstrate what I have learned in my heart, right?

However, Huang Rong quickly dispelled this tempting idea. As the daughter of Dongxie, she has never been a stubborn person, rebelling against this kind of thing. It will not scare her, but it is a pity that her husband It was Guo Jing, not Song Qingshu.

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