Chapter 30： The Jealous Madam Hu

"My lord has a strategy in mind, and the arrangements are well-organized. Considering that my lord was born in the Imperial Academy, my younger sister really admires it." Huang Rong's praise made the wily and calculating Ling Tuisi feel a little elated. After all, to be praised face-to-face by such a glamorous woman, No man can avoid complacency.

"It's just that there will inevitably be gaps when the soldiers are patrolling. It's better for the younger sister to stay in the mansion with a few masters of the Beggar Gang, just in case." Huang Rong's soft voice made Ling Tuisi feel relieved, and even the slightest bit of unhappiness arose. Can't get up.

"Okay, okay," Ling Tuisi laughed happily, looked at the people behind Huang Rong and asked, "Who are these?"

"These two are the disciples of the idiot, Wu Xiuwen and Wu Dunru, these are the brothers of our Beggar Sect..." Huang Rong introduced in turn.

Is it the two good-for-nothings that Yang Guo commented that "the pigs will worship you as king"? Song Qingshu looked at the two of them curiously, they looked pretty good, and their martial arts seemed to be a bit basic, so it shouldn't be that bad.

The next thing was for the two sides to chat about the situation on the front line in Xiangyang. Song Qingshu was so bored, he found a gap and took the opportunity to retreat.

Even Huang Rong has come, together with the Xueshan faction with malicious intentions, and Wu Liuqi hiding in the shadows, the Jingzhou city is really undercurrents, so it seems that it is easier to send Ding Dian and Ling Shuanghua out of Jingzhou.

Came to a secluded place in the mansion, stretched his waist, and sat down under a big tree. Not long after, two muffled groans came from behind. Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and opened his mouth without opening his eyes. Said: "You are here~"

"Isn't even sister-in-law too lazy to shout now?" Mrs. Hu flashed out from the shadows, annoyed angrily.

The beauty is gone for a few days, but the beauty is still there. Song Qingshu stood up: "Who made my sister-in-law look so young and delicate? From outsiders' point of view, you are too young to be my younger sister. Aren't I afraid that my sister-in-law will call you old?"

Knowing that he was teasing her, Mrs. Hu found that she couldn't get angry from the bottom of her heart, so she could only comfort herself. Uncle is a carefree and informal person.

"It's full of nonsense again!" Madam Hu's expression was serious, "Quickly tell me if there is anything you want me to do, the magistrate's yamen is now heavily guarded, I have to leave as soon as possible to avoid being discovered."

It turned out that before Song Qingshu entered the yamen, he expected that it might be difficult to communicate with the outside world, so he made an appointment with Mrs. Hu to deliver news at this tree every evening.

Mrs. Hu will secretly monitor the situation here outside the mansion, so it's fine if Song Qingshu doesn't come, she came to show that he has something to say to herself, so she used light work to break into the mansion, and found two yamen servants who were secretly monitoring Song Qingshu. We just showed up to meet each other.

Song Qingshu told Mrs. Hu about Huang Rong's arrival and the assassination by the Xueshan faction. Mrs. Hu felt a little uncomfortable when she saw him talking about Huang Rong's eyes, and asked lightly: "There are rumors in the world that Huang Rong was the most beautiful woman in the world back then. Son, is she really so beautiful?"

Song Qingshu didn't expect her to ask this question first after hearing his words. After hesitating for a moment, she said excitedly: "It's indeed a stunning beauty in the world. Although the youthful innocence of a girl is missing now, it has the mature woman's personality. Charming..."

As he talked, he noticed that Mrs. Hu's face was getting colder and colder. Song Qingshu suddenly realized that he slapped himself on the head secretly, and changed the topic: "But, she is older, and she has the appearance of old age. She is the number one in the world. I'm afraid the title of a beauty is not worthy of the name. I think my sister-in-law is prettier than her..."

Madam Hu blushed, and spat secretly: "He is only in his early thirties, Huang Gangzhu, so there is no such thing as old age. He only knows how to make me happy. In the future, will you make up your sister-in-law like this in front of other women? "

"How dare you!" Song Qingshu was speechless, and quickly changed the subject: "Sister-in-law, let's get down to business. You should find a way to inform the Xueshan faction and let them do it on the fifteenth day, because Ling Tuisi wants to force Ding Dian to question him. I want others to know about Liancheng Jue, so the guards are relatively weaker."

"Well, I recently met a group of people on the outskirts of the city. At that time, they still wanted to silence them. Now it seems that they should be the Xueshan faction." Mrs. Hu recalled, "I know their whereabouts, and it is not difficult to find them. The word is delivered."

"What?" Song Qingshu turned pale with shock. Although he knew that Mrs. Hu was standing in front of her well, she must be safe and sound, but she couldn't help asking, "Where is sister-in-law injured?"

For some reason, Mrs. Hu suddenly thought of the fact that she was injured in the rib last time, and then he took advantage of it, a blush secretly appeared on the base of her neck, and she said quickly: "I'm fine, my own martial arts are not bad, In addition to the white python whip technique you taught me last time, it is more than enough to protect myself."

"That's good, that's good," Song Qingshu giggled twice, "Then sister-in-law should be careful this time, and it's best not to show her face."

Seeing his nervous appearance, she had lived with Fei Er for many years, and the lonely and helpless Madam Hu felt warm in her heart, and she replied softly: "Uncle, don't worry, I will be careful."

Seeing Mrs. Hu's graceful figure when she left, Song Qingshu felt very relieved, came to the side and patted the two people who had been knocked out, and left straight away.

The two yamen servants left behind looked at each other: "Did something happen just now?"

"Do you want to report to the mansion?"

"You are stupid, who will be able to bear the blame when the time comes? Anyway, no one knows now, and Song Qingshu is not lost. One more thing is worse than one less thing."

"The elder brother has experience, and the younger brother admires it!"

"That is, that is, all these years in the Yamen are not for nothing."

...

In the next few days, Song Qingshu ran into Huang Rong by chance several times in the mansion. Although he wished he could stare at her all the time, he knew very well that the two of them are now in the sky and the earth, without the slightest intersection, so they just get along indifferently. After nodding every time, he floated away.

This made Huang Rong have a good impression of him. Over the years, from Ouyang Ke back then, to people from all walks of life in the martial arts, to officials in Xiangyang City, and even Lu Wenhuan, the magistrate, every time she saw her, although she concealed herself, But he could clearly see the longing in his eyes.

This time in Jingzhou City, I saw such a young man with clear eyes, with an indifferent demeanor, asked around, and when he learned that he was Ling Tuisi's recent staff member, he frowned, looked at his leaving back, and meditated inwardly. .

Time flies, and it will soon be the fifteenth day.

Because Huang Rong and the others were here, Ling Tuisi wanted to suspend the interrogation of Ding Dian this month, but Song Qingshu claimed that it was now the critical period to induce a confession. All previous efforts were wasted.

Ling Tuisi thought it was the same, so he found a reason to dismiss Huang Rong and others, set up a torture hall in the inner room, and sent someone to escort Ding Dian up.