After the two girls finished combing and washing, seeing that song Qingshu was still sleeping, Li Qingluo said, "I'll take my cousin to the old house of my wife's family before I go there."

"Go ahead, go ahead ~" Song Qingshu waved casually.

"Lazy as a pig." Li Qingluo snorts angrily, pulls XiaoLongNu and goes out. Although XiaoLongNu doesn't want to be separated from Song Qingshu, she also wants to see where her parents used to live. After hesitation, she follows her.

After another hour's sleep, song Qingshu sat up from the bed and stretched. Suddenly he thought of something. He couldn't help grabbing the quilt and smelling it. The faint fragrance made him look excited.

"It's not a good thing to sleep on the rope every day. If we can sleep in this bed with them, tut tut ~" thinking of the excitement, song Qingshu can't help giggling

Leaving the residence, song Qingshu did not go to find Li Qingluo and Xiao Longnu, but went to Jianshan Academy.

He knew that business matters. Last night Li Qingluo had made a clear analysis of the situation. Of course, Han Yuzhou didn't have to go there. No matter for the friendship between the two sides or for his plan of the northern expedition, he would not miss such a good opportunity. So the most urgent thing is to go to Jianshan academy to stir up public opinion.

When he arrived at Jianshan academy, Song Qing's calligrapher told him what he wanted to do. When he heard that he wanted to see the saint, all the scholars in the Academy looked at him with bad eyes.

As a man of two generations, song Qingshu didn't know what was in these people's eyes. He couldn't help but smile and thought that the popularity of the yellow shirt girl was still very high.

"Go, the saint devotes herself to practice. Can you meet each other Several scholars waved directly.

Song Qingshu said with a faint smile: "I'm your saint's friend. As long as you pass it on, she will definitely meet me." Although there was a lot of trouble last night, the people present were either princes or nobles or officials of four grades or above. The scholars in the Academy didn't recognize his identity. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, song Qingshu deliberately didn't say anything.

"There are not ten people like you every day, and there are also eight people like you. Please give me another excuse." The scholars sneered at Huang Shan because she was so beautiful and noble. All the princes and grandsons in the capital flocked to her and often came to her in different ways, which made Huang Shan very annoying. All the scholars in the Academy regarded her as their dream lover. It was very uncomfortable to see those noble princes coming to offer hospitality, So we got together to keep the flies out.

When they saw that Song Qing's scholar was very well-dressed, they thought that he was also the son of some family who came to harass Huang shannu, so they naturally stopped him.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly. He didn't know the reason. He could only sigh that the king of hell was good at seeing and the kids were hard to deal with. But he needed the help of Jianshan academy when he came here, and he didn't want to embarrass these people.

"Since you're not going to pass the news, I'll have to call her myself." As soon as the sound of Song Qing's calligraphy fell, he took a deep breath, and then called out to the direction of the Mountain Gate:

"Yingluo ~"

"Yingluo?"

....

Although the voice is not as grand as the roar of a lion, it is plain but clearly spread throughout every corner of the Academy.

All the scholars were shocked. Although they didn't know martial arts, they usually read a lot. Jianshan Academy was divided into two academies. The students in the outer academies were familiar with the books of sages and followed the imperial examination route, while the students in the inner academies were diligent in martial arts. They were the reserve strength of the officers in front of the hall. When I got in touch with those disciples in the inner courtyard, these scholars had a good eye. Naturally, they knew that this man's cultivation was very high, and they could not stop him.

Song Qingshu's voice made the whole academy riot, and soon a group of people flew over here: "who is making a loud noise here?"

Song Qingshu secretly nodded his head. These people have a solid foundation in martial arts. It seems that Jianshan academy really has a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

The group of inner disciples quickly focused on Song Qingshu and surrounded him in the middle. The first one yelled angrily: "what a sacred place Jianshan academy is. Emperor Taizong personally criticized it: the civil servant got off the sedan chair and the military officer got off the horse. How dare you rush into the mountain gate! Come on, arrest this maniac, Hit 30 big boards again and hand them over to Lin'an government for disposal! "

"Hum!" Song Qingshu snorted, and a group of people were shocked. They only felt that their Qi and blood were churning. How could they take half a step.

"Zhao Yingluo, if you don't come out again, don't blame me for being ruthless." Song Qingshu has always been a man with a good temper. But as his accomplishments and status become higher and higher, he naturally has the arrogance of a superior. He was made difficult by those scholars before, but now a group of people are coming to fight. He is inevitably angry.

"Bold, how can you defile the name of a saint?" Although he is awed by his martial arts, this is his own base camp after all. I don't know how many experts there are in the Academy. Besides, they are all young and energetic. How can they weaken their momentum.

"Enough!"

All of a sudden, a cold voice came from the side. When we looked back, we saw yellow clothes floating, a graceful and moving figure standing not far away. Who is not their saint?

"He's my friend. Go down." Yellow dress female light ground says.

"Er ~" a group of people were very depressed, so they had to leave bitterly. Many people turned back and glared at Song Qingshu.

"I didn't expect you to be so charming. I was shot while lying down today." See those people left, song Qingshu depressed way.

"Who asked you to come to the gate of the Academy early in the morning to cry and howl," she said. Thinking that the whole Academy had heard it, and that she had just defended him, there would be all kinds of rumors in the Academy at that time. She blushed and was annoyed. "What can I do for you?"

"You hurt your feelings by saying that. Are we friends? We can't find you if we have nothing to do?" Song Qingshu exaggerates.

"You've been in Lin'an so long before, and I haven't seen you come to me." Yellow shirt female light ground returned a, "don't say of words I went back." Then she turned and went to the Academy. Thinking of her strange behavior last night, she was very upset. Now she really didn't know how to face this man.

"Ah ~" Song Qingshu was in a hurry and grabbed her, "really go."

The yellow dress girl looked at the distance with a guilty heart. Seeing that many people in the Academy were looking this way intentionally or unintentionally, she couldn't help but be anxious: "let go."

Song Qingshu just looked at her with a smile. Seeing that she was really annoyed, he just released his hand.

The yellow dress female did not have the good spirit ground white he one eye: "here talks inconveniently, you come with me." Then he turned and left.

Song Qingshu followed her and looked at those people in the academy as if they were defiant. He was so happy that he said, "it's like the previous life went to other people's school to take away their school flowers in public."

Seeing the direction of their departure, those people in the Academy burst into flames: "the saint will not take the man to her room, will she?"

"How can it be that for so many years, men have never been allowed to step into the house of the virgin."

"Don't believe it, see for yourself!"

"By the way, just now the man seemed to call the name of the virgin maiden. He was very kind."

"It's over, my saint!"

....

Listening to all kinds of whining in the wind, song Qingshu only felt fresh and clear, and his idea was clear.

"What are you laughing at?" The woman in the yellow shirt suddenly asked.

"When I'm with a pure and refined fairy like you, should I cry if I don't laugh?" Song Qingshu looked at her with burning eyes.

"You'd better keep these words to deceive that dragon girl." The yellow dress girl snorted, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Huang shannu stopped talking. Soon they came to a quiet courtyard with several maids at the door. When they saw a man behind her, they were surprised and said, "Miss?"

"This young man is my friend. He brought the pot of tea in the hut. No one is allowed to disturb him without my orders." The girl in the yellow shirt gave orders naturally.

The maids looked at each other, knowing that their young lady never brought a man here, and that the can of tea she just mentioned was the real Longjing before the rain, and it was picked from 18 royal tea trees beside Longjing. Each year, the quantity was limited. The emperor and the Empress Dowager didn't have much left. How many princes and nobles in the whole capital were interested in the tea, The woman in the yellow shirt managed to get some, but she was not willing to drink. This time, she used it to entertain the man.

A group of maid's gossip fire is burning up, and they guess the identity of song Qingshu one after another.

Just entering the house, there is a thin sweet smell that has come to people. Song Qing Shu is eccentric. In previous life, it seems that there are related agencies doing research. Women's preferences for perfume often show her love for sex. Love of women with gentle fragrance is often cold and sweet.

Song Qingshu couldn't help looking at Huang shannu. He didn't expect that there was a hot volcano hidden under her icy appearance. But if you think about it carefully, you can understand that every time she comes out, a bunch of maids are playing music and playing music, and she always makes some petals rain. She must be a sultry person in her heart.

"Why do you look at me like that?" The yellow dress girl turned her head and just met his eyes. She couldn't help but wonder.

"Nothing," Song Qingshu said with a smile. "I'm not the first man to enter your boudoir."

"Of course not," said the woman in the yellow shirt. "My master has been here."

Obviously, she didn't want to be entangled with this, and quickly opened up the topic: "well, now there is no one else to disturb, you can say the purpose of this time."

Song Qingshu sat down face to face with her, and then said, "I really want to ask you a favor for this trip..." then he said what Li Qingluo said last night, but of course he didn't mention anything that shouldn't be mentioned.

After hearing this, Huang shannu did not comment, but looked at him quietly.

Song Qingshu could not help but feel depressed and said, "can you still say something? What are the meanings?"

The yellow shirt girl snorted: "you didn't pay me what you owed me last time, and you want me to do things for you?"