Since the prince invited each other so sincerely, the old beggar would be disrespectful.After all, Hong Qigong could not resist the temptation of delicious food.
Ali Bu Ge laughed: It’s better for the old man to appreciate his face, please!
Song Qingshu laughed silently. In his early years, Hong Qigong stopped pointing out his ambitions because of greed and misleading things, so he reminded himself at any time. However, he didn't expect that this problem could not be changed when he was old. This is how human nature is. There is no need to say that what can be done can naturally be done. If you can't do it, you can't make any plans.
At this time, Brother Ali glanced at Song Qingshu not far away, and couldn't help but say in surprise: Big Brother, aren't you resting?
There was such a big stir in the yard just now, and I thought something had happened, so I came out to take a look.
Because of the fight just now, many guards from the royal palace also came to hear the news. The mansion was in chaos, so Song Qingshu naturally didn't have to continue lying in bed and performing bed scenes.
As for Hai Milu, she had returned to the yard before everyone arrived and stopped showing up. Song Qingshu thought to himself that Shan Yuru had mentioned that there would be a mysterious guest in the palace. Everyone thought it was Princess Yalun, but in fact it was Hai Milu.
Sober up?Brother Ali Bu asked with concern, I'll ask the servants to cook a bowl of sobering soup for you.
No need. When I woke up just now, I had already used my skills to refine my alcoholic spirit a lot. Although I am still dizzy now, it doesn’t matter.
Song Qingshu replied, but now I'm a little hungry, so I'll go to the table to eat something.
Brother Ali Bu smiled slightly: That's right. You just went to drink and didn't eat much.
Hong Qigong, who was standing beside him, looked at Song Qingshu curiously after hearing this: You can use your internal strength to refine the spirit of wine, your martial arts skills are very good.
Song Qingshu hugged his hands in front of his chest and said in the unique tone of Shuiyue Sect: That's OK.
Brother Ali Bu introduced to him: This is a top Japanese master, Shuiyue Sect.
He didn't care about the top two words in his mouth, but instead said curiously: I heard that the Japanese ninjutsu is very powerful, is it a trick or is there any secret?
It's both.Song Qingshu commented on the Japanese master who had fought before.
So, will you not be able to let me see it?Hong Qigong asked with his eyes wide open.
Song Qingshu thought to myself that I could not do anything about Japanese ninjutsu, so he had to snort: It's inconvenient.Then he walked straight away so that he would not continue asking around and revealing his flaws.
Hong Qigong was slightly stunned, but he was not angry. He realized that he was indeed a little abrupt. He wanted to be an old naughty boy here, so he would definitely pester you to perform.
However, as he arrived at the banquet, his attention was quickly attracted by the fragrant beef and mutton. He chose a free seat and sat down and feasted.
Ali Buge was having a headache about where to arrange a position for him. You should know that there had just been a conflict between Alan Daer and Shuiyue Sect for throne. Now seeing that Hong Qigong didn't care about the seats, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
However, when he noticed that he had no master's appearance when eating, he looked like an extremely hungry old beggar. He couldn't help but frown: Mr. Hong, I heard that you have been traveling all over the Central Plains, why did you come to Mobei and Lincheng this time?
Although he also wanted to win over such masters, he was a prince after all, and he was worried that the other party would have any adverse intentions.
Oh, mainly because I am tired of eating the delicious foods from all over the Central Plains, and I want to come to the Mongolian grassland to try the authentic food here.Mr. Hong Qi took a bite of meat and drank a sip of wine, and replied vaguely.
Someone around Ali Buge secretly told him about Hong Qigong's reputation and hobbies, so he no longer doubted it and laughed: Even if the old man is eating, we won't say anything else, so we can have enough cattle, sheep, horses and other things.
Song Qingshu thought to himself that he had come to Mobei with Zhou Botong to look for Guo Jing, why didn’t he see Zhou Botong?
The prince is such a good person. Mr. Hong Qi said while drinking horse milk wine. Speaking of which, we are still a little kinship.
relative?Brother Alibaba was stunned and didn't react at all.
A person next to him snorted: You are a Han Chinese. It would be too much of a joke to recognize relatives with the Golden Family.
Song Qingshu noticed that there were more people in the room than before, and the one who spoke was an old acquaintance, the night owl sheep ridge in the Yu Xiao's soul robber.
During the attack outside Xingqing Mansion, he killed the Soul-Locking Talisman, and the Soul-Locking Tai Sui Dumu was interrupted by him. The ones who could barely escape were Shan Yuru and Yangling.
Yang Ling's face is now pale, and it can be seen that the internal injury he suffered last time has not healed.
Hong Qigong glanced at him with his eyes slanted: Who are you?
Night Owl Sheep's Edge!Yang Ling snorted.
Hong Qigong frowned and said: I haven't heard of it.
Yang Ling couldn't help but be furious, but the other party was a guest invited by Ali Buge, so he couldn't have an attack immediately.
Hong Qigong said: Although the old beggar is sloppy, he is not a nonsense person. My apprentice Guo Jing was your Mongolian Prince Consort, and Guo Jing was Torre's Anda. Speaking of which, the prince had to call him uncle when he saw him. In this way, do I have a relative relationship with the prince?
Song Qingshu almost laughed out loud. Hong Qigong looked at his thick eyebrows and big eyes. He didn't expect to take advantage of Ali like this. He called Uncle Guo Jing, wouldn't he call him grandpa?
It seems that a few years ago, Beggars helped Guo Jing guard Xiangyang and fought with the Mongols in various bloody battles. He, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, naturally had no good impression of the Mongols.
In addition, he said this obviously to bring the topic to Guo Jing and wanted to take the opportunity to find out the news. As for not saying it directly, it was obviously considering that Guo Jing had a grudge with many Mongolians in Xiangyang a few years ago, and was worried that he would bring danger to him.
When Ali Bu Ge heard his words, his face turned gloomy and said coldly: Guo Jing repented of marriage and rebelled with Mongolia. He was no longer a golden sword prince consort. What's more, now the Khan is about to give his aunt a new marriage. Please don't talk nonsense to destroy my aunt's reputation.
Is Hua Zheng getting married?Hong Qigong was lost in his mind, thinking that his quirky female apprentice and Hua Zheng were competing for Guo Jing, and now it was more than ten years ago in the blink of an eye.
Yang Ling looked at her expression and slapped her face when she saw this: The prince treats you kindly, but you are rude. I think the leader of the Beggars' Sect should not be so despicable. Maybe some people are cheating here.
Hong Qigong laughed silently: What can I pretend to be an old beggar?
Yes or no, try it out.
After saying that, Yang Ling waved her hand and several lamb chops on the table shot out. Each had a different choice angle and speed. Once one was missed, it would be covered in oil. The master's face would be thrown away in full view of everyone.
But the next moment everyone stared wide and saw Hong Qigong holding all the lamb chops together with a pair of chopsticks: The flower work is good, but the internal strength is a little poor. It should be because he suffered a serious internal injury before but has not healed.
Yang Ling's face changed. At this time, a charming woman beside her smiled and said: The martial arts of the Nine-Fingered God Beggar is indeed well-known, but what I am even more curious is that your apprentice's surname is Guo?Can you tell where his hometown is?
Ali Bu Ge laughed: It’s better for the old man to appreciate his face, please!
Song Qingshu laughed silently. In his early years, Hong Qigong stopped pointing out his ambitions because of greed and misleading things, so he reminded himself at any time. However, he didn't expect that this problem could not be changed when he was old. This is how human nature is. There is no need to say that what can be done can naturally be done. If you can't do it, you can't make any plans.
At this time, Brother Ali glanced at Song Qingshu not far away, and couldn't help but say in surprise: Big Brother, aren't you resting?
There was such a big stir in the yard just now, and I thought something had happened, so I came out to take a look.
Because of the fight just now, many guards from the royal palace also came to hear the news. The mansion was in chaos, so Song Qingshu naturally didn't have to continue lying in bed and performing bed scenes.
As for Hai Milu, she had returned to the yard before everyone arrived and stopped showing up. Song Qingshu thought to himself that Shan Yuru had mentioned that there would be a mysterious guest in the palace. Everyone thought it was Princess Yalun, but in fact it was Hai Milu.
Sober up?Brother Ali Bu asked with concern, I'll ask the servants to cook a bowl of sobering soup for you.
No need. When I woke up just now, I had already used my skills to refine my alcoholic spirit a lot. Although I am still dizzy now, it doesn’t matter.
Song Qingshu replied, but now I'm a little hungry, so I'll go to the table to eat something.
Brother Ali Bu smiled slightly: That's right. You just went to drink and didn't eat much.
Hong Qigong, who was standing beside him, looked at Song Qingshu curiously after hearing this: You can use your internal strength to refine the spirit of wine, your martial arts skills are very good.
Song Qingshu hugged his hands in front of his chest and said in the unique tone of Shuiyue Sect: That's OK.
Brother Ali Bu introduced to him: This is a top Japanese master, Shuiyue Sect.
He didn't care about the top two words in his mouth, but instead said curiously: I heard that the Japanese ninjutsu is very powerful, is it a trick or is there any secret?
It's both.Song Qingshu commented on the Japanese master who had fought before.
So, will you not be able to let me see it?Hong Qigong asked with his eyes wide open.
Song Qingshu thought to myself that I could not do anything about Japanese ninjutsu, so he had to snort: It's inconvenient.Then he walked straight away so that he would not continue asking around and revealing his flaws.
Hong Qigong was slightly stunned, but he was not angry. He realized that he was indeed a little abrupt. He wanted to be an old naughty boy here, so he would definitely pester you to perform.
However, as he arrived at the banquet, his attention was quickly attracted by the fragrant beef and mutton. He chose a free seat and sat down and feasted.
Ali Buge was having a headache about where to arrange a position for him. You should know that there had just been a conflict between Alan Daer and Shuiyue Sect for throne. Now seeing that Hong Qigong didn't care about the seats, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
However, when he noticed that he had no master's appearance when eating, he looked like an extremely hungry old beggar. He couldn't help but frown: Mr. Hong, I heard that you have been traveling all over the Central Plains, why did you come to Mobei and Lincheng this time?
Although he also wanted to win over such masters, he was a prince after all, and he was worried that the other party would have any adverse intentions.
Oh, mainly because I am tired of eating the delicious foods from all over the Central Plains, and I want to come to the Mongolian grassland to try the authentic food here.Mr. Hong Qi took a bite of meat and drank a sip of wine, and replied vaguely.
Someone around Ali Buge secretly told him about Hong Qigong's reputation and hobbies, so he no longer doubted it and laughed: Even if the old man is eating, we won't say anything else, so we can have enough cattle, sheep, horses and other things.
Song Qingshu thought to himself that he had come to Mobei with Zhou Botong to look for Guo Jing, why didn’t he see Zhou Botong?
The prince is such a good person. Mr. Hong Qi said while drinking horse milk wine. Speaking of which, we are still a little kinship.
relative?Brother Alibaba was stunned and didn't react at all.
A person next to him snorted: You are a Han Chinese. It would be too much of a joke to recognize relatives with the Golden Family.
Song Qingshu noticed that there were more people in the room than before, and the one who spoke was an old acquaintance, the night owl sheep ridge in the Yu Xiao's soul robber.
During the attack outside Xingqing Mansion, he killed the Soul-Locking Talisman, and the Soul-Locking Tai Sui Dumu was interrupted by him. The ones who could barely escape were Shan Yuru and Yangling.
Yang Ling's face is now pale, and it can be seen that the internal injury he suffered last time has not healed.
Hong Qigong glanced at him with his eyes slanted: Who are you?
Night Owl Sheep's Edge!Yang Ling snorted.
Hong Qigong frowned and said: I haven't heard of it.
Yang Ling couldn't help but be furious, but the other party was a guest invited by Ali Buge, so he couldn't have an attack immediately.
Hong Qigong said: Although the old beggar is sloppy, he is not a nonsense person. My apprentice Guo Jing was your Mongolian Prince Consort, and Guo Jing was Torre's Anda. Speaking of which, the prince had to call him uncle when he saw him. In this way, do I have a relative relationship with the prince?
Song Qingshu almost laughed out loud. Hong Qigong looked at his thick eyebrows and big eyes. He didn't expect to take advantage of Ali like this. He called Uncle Guo Jing, wouldn't he call him grandpa?
It seems that a few years ago, Beggars helped Guo Jing guard Xiangyang and fought with the Mongols in various bloody battles. He, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, naturally had no good impression of the Mongols.
In addition, he said this obviously to bring the topic to Guo Jing and wanted to take the opportunity to find out the news. As for not saying it directly, it was obviously considering that Guo Jing had a grudge with many Mongolians in Xiangyang a few years ago, and was worried that he would bring danger to him.
When Ali Bu Ge heard his words, his face turned gloomy and said coldly: Guo Jing repented of marriage and rebelled with Mongolia. He was no longer a golden sword prince consort. What's more, now the Khan is about to give his aunt a new marriage. Please don't talk nonsense to destroy my aunt's reputation.
Is Hua Zheng getting married?Hong Qigong was lost in his mind, thinking that his quirky female apprentice and Hua Zheng were competing for Guo Jing, and now it was more than ten years ago in the blink of an eye.
Yang Ling looked at her expression and slapped her face when she saw this: The prince treats you kindly, but you are rude. I think the leader of the Beggars' Sect should not be so despicable. Maybe some people are cheating here.
Hong Qigong laughed silently: What can I pretend to be an old beggar?
Yes or no, try it out.
After saying that, Yang Ling waved her hand and several lamb chops on the table shot out. Each had a different choice angle and speed. Once one was missed, it would be covered in oil. The master's face would be thrown away in full view of everyone.
But the next moment everyone stared wide and saw Hong Qigong holding all the lamb chops together with a pair of chopsticks: The flower work is good, but the internal strength is a little poor. It should be because he suffered a serious internal injury before but has not healed.
Yang Ling's face changed. At this time, a charming woman beside her smiled and said: The martial arts of the Nine-Fingered God Beggar is indeed well-known, but what I am even more curious is that your apprentice's surname is Guo?Can you tell where his hometown is?
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