Chapter 75: Pretending to be Drunk

Song Qingshu was speechless for a while: According to what the old eunuch said, he might have lived for hundreds of years. Those emperors are still looking for some immortality technique everywhere, so they can just find the eunuch next to him? Hey, does it mean that if you want to live for such a long time, you have to cut your penis first? What's the taste of being an emperor like that.

Sure enough, Dongfang Bubai didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "Empty talk is nothing, you'll know after trying it." A silver needle flashed on his fingertips, and an afterimage shot towards the old eunuch.

The eunuch looked old and looked like he was about to die, but he didn't expect to move at the same speed as Dongfang Bubai. The rest of the people saw a ball of red light and a ball of blue light fighting together in the room, Song Qingshu couldn't help but look a little ugly, because He couldn't see the moves of the two of them clearly!

Jiumozhi was not much better, and broke into a cold sweat secretly: It seems that Dongfang Bubai did not try his best just now.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's mouth wide open and his eagerness to jump up and down, Song Qingshu couldn't help being amused. He raised his hand and sucked out the silver needle in his throat.

"Hot Mom!" Wei Xiaobao wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "Wei Xiaobao almost turned into Wei Dumb."

"Xiao Guizi, can you see what they are beating?" Kangxi asked in shock.

"Except for a blue shadow and a red shadow, how can I see anything clearly? And there is no sound at all when they move. Are they human or ghost?" Wei Xiaobao muttered softly.

Not long after, the two people in the field suddenly separated, and the old eunuch coughed: "Very good, very good, it is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each generation becomes more wavering than the previous."

Song Qingshu and Jiumozhi: "@#%"

"Although Your Excellency claims to be the founder of the Sunflower Book, your kung fu is not much higher than mine." Dongfang Bubai said this, but he knew very well in his heart that the other party's martial arts level was still much higher than his own. Not much, it's just that because of being too old, the movements are a little slower than myself, so that the two people fight evenly.

"That's right," the old eunuch said without arguing, "By the way, I met the Dugu Qiufei you just mentioned before. With all due respect, the three of you together are no match for him... "

"By the way, little emperor, you don't have to be afraid. I have lived in the Forbidden City all my life. Now that I am about to die, I don't want to change places anymore. In the past few years, I have helped you deal with the underdogs, so just use it as a place to stay. ." The old eunuch's voice became lower and lower, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness, disappearing into the shadows in the corner.

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that it was no wonder that although there were no masters in the imperial guard team of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, he had never heard of anyone entering the palace to assassinate Kangxi. I am afraid that many assassins were killed by this old monster as soon as they entered the inner palace.

Watching Sunflower Ancestor gradually disappear, Dongfang Bubai had no expression on his face. After a while, he said to Kangxi: "If your Majesty has nothing else to do, Dongfang will leave for now."

"This time I have troubled you, Master Dongfang, to come over." Kangxi did not mind the other party's attitude at all. "Here, please send Master Dongfang back to rest."

After Dongfang Bubai left, Kangxi ordered Wei Xiaobao to receive Song Qingshu, and then left Jiumozhi alone.

"Brother Song, don't be angry, the emperor is not neglecting you." After leaving the palace, Wei Xiaobao hesitated several times before finally speaking.

"Brother Wei, you're welcome. Jiumozhi is the Tubo State Counselor. He is here to form an alliance. Naturally, it is an important national matter." Song Qingshu smiled faintly, but felt a little disappointed in his heart. In his previous life, he had only met high-ranking officials at the provincial and ministerial levels. Kangxi placed it in modern times, and at the level of properly practicing Core, this time I thought that Wei Xiaobao recommended me, and I should be highly valued by Kangxi, but I didn't know...

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's arrogant look, Song Qingshu muttered to himself, Lu Buwei could successfully find a rare commodity to live in, but the commodity he found seemed unreliable.

"Whatever national affairs," Wei Xiaobao came over and put his arm around Song Qingshu's shoulders, "Brother Song, come to my house. Brother, I have to entertain you well this time."

Thinking of the gay culture that was prevalent in her previous life, Song Qingshu's skin twitched, she calmly pushed the other person's hand away, and said with a smile, "You said you would entertain me with the most popular girl in the capital."

Wei Xiaobao smiled coquettishly: "Next time, next time, it's not good to call those girls home this time."

"Why?" Song Qingshu was puzzled for a while, then suddenly realized, "Is it because he is afraid of the Hedong lion at home?"

"What lion?" Wei Xiaobao looked confused, but he roughly guessed what it meant, so he couldn't help but defended, "I'm not bragging as a brother, I'm afraid this wife of mine is the best woman in the world."

"Oh?" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, probably guessing who it was.

"Xiaobao!" Before entering the Viscount Mansion, a petite girl rushed over from a distance and threw herself into Wei Xiaobao's arms, "I heard them saying that you were captured by assassins, and they were planning to leave the capital to find you. , woo woo~"

"My dear!" Wei Xiaobao also emotionally held the girl in his arms. After a while, he thought of Song Qingshu beside him and said quickly, "Okay, okay, I have a guest here. This is Brother Song. , thanks to him for saving your husband's life during this trip."

Only then did Shuang'er notice Song Qingshu beside him, and quickly jumped out of Wei Xiaobao's arms. He looked at Song Qingshu with a blushing face, and bowed solemnly: "I've met Brother Song."

Song Qingshu raised his head and looked up, only to realize that his two children had curved eyebrows and small mouths, and were extremely quiet and beautiful. At this time, the pear blossoms were raining, which made them even more lovable.

As he kept staring at her, Shuang'er's snow-capped neck slowly turned a hint of red. Song Qingshu quickly replied, "I've met my brothers and sisters."

Wei Xiaobao, who was standing by, was quite displeased and thought: This Brother Song is good at everything. The only pity is that he has the same hobbies as Wei Xiaobao. His grandpa is just ten times more handsome than me, and his martial arts skills are a hundred times better than mine. If you stay with him all the time, Wei Xiaobao, you are in great trouble.

The group of people entered the house. Song Qingshu quietly pulled Wei Xiaobao over and asked, "I heard that Brother Wei has seven beautiful wives. I wonder where the other brothers and sisters are?"

"Seven names?" Wei Xiaobao calculated in confusion. Shuang'er counted as one, Fang Yi's eldest wife counted as one, and the little princess and his wife counted as one. Aren't there only three?

"Hey, after all, brother, I only have three wives. Except for Shuang'er, I don't know where the other two are now," Wei Xiaobao said with joy, "But since Brother Song said that I have seven, it seems to be a good sign. I will definitely find four more in the future, hahaha~"

"You, it's a good thing that Miss Fang and the little princess are not here, otherwise I would be so sad to hear this." Shuang'er rolled his eyes at him angrily.

"Isn't my Shuang'er sad?" Wei Xiaobao approached Shuang'er with saliva on his face.

"Oh, there is still someone here, I don't want to pay attention to you." After glancing at Song Qingshu, Shuang'er trotted into the inner hall.

"I have long heard that Duolong and Zhang Kangnian mentioned how virtuous Miss Shuang'er is. When I saw her today, Brother Wei's luck was indeed enviable to others." Song Qingshu reluctantly glanced at Shuang'er's back, then turned around and smiled at Wei Xiaobao.

"Where~" Wei Xiaobao smiled and waved his hand, but he was thinking in his heart: This pretty boy doesn't have Shuang'er's ideas, does he? But my two children will definitely not hook up with me behind my back.

During the dinner, Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er frequently toasted to Song Qingshu to express their gratitude. Seeing the two people's deep love for each other, Song Qingshu was in a trance, thinking that it had been so long since he came to this world and he was still alone. The feeling was so desolate. Loneliness.

One glass of wine after another, Song Qingshu finally got drunk while drinking to relieve his sorrow. Wei Xiaobao beside him was not much better. He had already slumped on the chair and started talking nonsense.

"Big beauty, come and give me a kiss..."

"Fang Yi, you stinky bitch, you hurt me again..."

"My twins are the best..."

Shuang'er was angry and amused when he heard this. He glanced at Song Qingshu who was lying on the table. Shuang'er quickly helped Wei Xiaobao back to the bedroom. She had martial arts skills, so it was not difficult for her to lift up a big man.

"Shuang'er, don't go." As soon as she was put on the bed, Wei Xiaobao suddenly woke up and pulled her sleeves.

"Xiaobao, be good. Brother Song is still drunk in the hall. I have to go and see him." Shuang'er pressed Wei Xiaobao's hand back into the quilt. He muttered a few times, then turned over and wheezed. When he fell asleep, he couldn't help smiling.

Returning to the hall, he saw Song Qingshu still lying motionless between the tables. Shuang'er quickly called to the maids beside him, "Taohong, Liulu, help Brother Song to the wing to rest."

"Yes, young mistress." The two little girls next to them with their hair in maid buns bowed and ran to Song Qingshu together, trying to help him up.

Unexpectedly, after trying for a long time, the two little maids' faces turned red and they still couldn't move Song Qingshu.

"Young mistress~"

Seeing the expressions of the two little girls who were about to cry, Shuang'er quickly ran over to help: "You are still young and weak, so there is no need to be sad."

"Young mistress is obviously only two or three years older than us." Taohong pouted her little mouth and mumbled.

Shuang'er grabbed Song Qingshu's arm, helped him up, and said proudly: "But I have practiced martial arts."

Looking at the admiring eyes of the two girls, Shuang'er smiled and said, "You clear the table first, I can send Brother Song back to the room by myself."

"But he..." Liu Lu hesitated to speak.

Shuang'er quickly realized what the other party was worried about and said angrily: "Who made you two little girls useless? Don't worry, he is already drunk. Besides, my martial arts is pretty good."

Shuang'er supported Song Qingshu and walked towards the wing step by step. Unexpectedly, there was a faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth behind his head.

Of course Song Qingshu did it on purpose, otherwise, no matter how weak Taohong and Liulu were, they wouldn't be able to move him at all. Feeling Shuang'er coming to help him, Song Qingshu immediately put away his heavy weight and hung all his weight on the opponent's shoulders.

Smelling the faint fragrance from the other party's bun, and feeling the other party's petite and exquisite body wrapped under the thin skirt, Song Qingshu felt that his mouth and tongue suddenly felt dry...