A big adventure?Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and stared at her with a smile, Rong'er, have you really thought about choosing a big adventure?
yes.Huang Rong took a deep breath, but she felt extremely calm in her heart, thinking that I am not a fool. As long as your request is too much, at worst I will stop playing.
Rong'er, in order to avoid you not knowing the rules of the game, I will confirm with you again that big adventure means that no matter what the other party makes, you must do what he says. Do you still have to choose big adventure now?
Song Qingshu's expression was quite playful, which made Huang Rong feel panicked and couldn't help but regret this option. However, she was also an extremely stubborn person at heart, thinking that she had a way out, so why should she surrender in front of him?
I have thought about it and say, what do you want me to do?Huang Rong raised her chin, and her smooth and delicate neck was a little dazzlingly white under the light.
Song Qingshu smiled strangely, sat on the stool with a big smile, waved to her: Come, come here.
Seeing his legs spread apart and his face was strange, it was difficult for Huang Rong not to have some strange associations, and her face turned slightly cold: What are you doing?
Seeing that the stool was too hard, it was hard to knock on Rong'er, so I invited Rong'er to sit on my lap, ensuring that it was much softer and more comfortable than the hard stool.Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Huang Rong was stunned: Is this the big adventure you want me to do?
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: Why, are you in a difficult situation?Or I'll change it.
No...not to be embarrassed.Huang Rong's face turned slightly red. She had imagined countless possibilities in her mind. She always thought that the other party would make some excessive requests, but she didn't know that he actually made such a request in the end.
Sitting on his lap, although it was a bit beyond the etiquette, it was much better than she expected. Huang Rong naturally didn't dare to let Song Qingshu change his request. Who knew what embarrassing things would be changed then.
Fearing that Song Qingshu would suddenly change to other requirements, Huang Rong lifted her skirt and walked over, but just took two steps, she suddenly realized that she was too unreserved to show off, and it seemed that she was eager to sit in his arms.
Seeing Huang Rong stopping, her face changed. Song Qingshu smiled slightly and reached out to grab it out of thin air. Huang Rong felt a soft force coming, and she was a little unsteady in her standing. When she woke up, she found that she was already sitting on Song Qingshu's thigh.
The long-term etiquette education made her subconsciously stand up, but although Song Qingshu's hand was soft, she hugged her waist firmly, making her unable to move at all.
Huang Rong sighed. Anyway, it was the big adventure she agreed to. The only thing that made her glad that Song Qingshu's hand did not do anything other than holding her waist.
Rong'er, your body is so soft.Through two layers of clothes, Song Qingshu could keenly feel the amazing softness and elasticity coming from his legs.
Huang Rong's face heated up, and she covered her expression with unnatural expression when she lifted up her hair in her ears: I have done as you ask, is it my turn to ask you?
You ask.Song Qingshu showed an extremely enjoyable expression. Of course, it would be strange if he didn't enjoy it.
What is your Golden Snake Camp's final plan?
Huang Rong was really curious. Since the last defeat of the Qing army and the subsequent truce with the Qing Dynasty, the Golden Snake Camp has gradually gained a foothold and has become a force in the world that cannot be ignored. However, in the eyes of most people, that's all.
Due to his own strength, the Golden Snake Camp was a warlord who was in power, and eventually had two ways. One was to be eliminated by the powerful countries around him, and the other was to surrender to a certain country and eventually annexed. The reason why Huang Rong asked this question was to see if she could guide the Golden Snake Camp to surrender to the Southern Song Dynasty.
If she could successfully conquer such a powerful warlord, her status in the court was incomparable to the present. Huang Rong could take the opportunity to plan to let her husband officially enter the center of the court. Only by affecting the decision-making of the court can she barely see a glimmer of hope in the future. As she is now, she will help defend the city as a gangster and lake person, and she will eventually be unable to escape the end of destruction.
Of course, Huang Rong did not want to simply use Song Qingshu, but planned to push him into the court. Compared with the honest and dull brother Jing, Song Qingshu is more suitable for her plan. At that time, the two of them support each other, and maybe they can really win a glimmer of hope.
Unexpectedly, Huang Rong would ask such a formal question. Song Qingshu pondered for a while, and then said eight words: Exorcist the Tartars and restore China!
Hearing his answer, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel trembling. She was as smart as hers, so she could naturally understand the weight hidden behind these eight words. Although she always thought that Song Qingshu was not the kind of genius who was willing to be inferior to others, she never expected that the other party's ambition was so great.
It is as angry as a tiger!
These words appeared in Huang Rong's mind subconsciously, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly. She had always thought that the other party was just fighting for power in the world, but she didn't expect that he had ambitions in the world.
It would be great if Brother Jing was like him.
Huang Rong looked sad. She helped the Southern Song Dynasty defend Xiangyang over the years and had been making wedding dresses for others. It would be fine if she just did this. After all, the couple did not have much ambition, but the darkness in the officialdom really cooled her heart.
Local officials are hindering each other in order to compete for merit, which leads to missing opportunities, but the big figures in the court even often make bad moves, either because of the military pay or the food and grass being deliberately delayed...
All kinds of dirty methods led to the failure of the battle just to criticize the political enemy and step down!
Huang Rong wanted to leave countless times, but her husband was determined to stay in Xiangyang. She could only follow her husband and wife. She would have a thought flashed through countless nights: It would be great if the court was controlled by her. Although she dared not say that she would recover the Central Plains at that time, it would still be possible to make the northern nomadic regime unable to pass the thunder pool again.
But this thought was fleeting. Huang Rong knew how childish and ridiculous this idea was. Not to mention that she was a woman, even if she was a stunning man, how could she control the court?
The imperial court has always been the result of checks and balances between several groups of forces. Even the emperor cannot do whatever he wants, let alone her?
But Song Qingshu's ambition made her see another possibility. Since she could not do it, what about breaking all rules and establishing a new regime from scratch?
Without the busyness of the officialdom and without the conspirators from all sides to hold back, I believe that I can fully demonstrate what I have learned, right?
However, Huang Rong quickly gave up this tempting idea. As the daughter of Dongxie, she has never been a person who sticks to the rules. Rebellion will not scare her, but unfortunately, her husband is Guo Jing, not Song Qingshu.
If Brother Jing rises up, she will definitely support her with all her strength, but Song Qingshu...what reason does she have to follow a man other than her husband?
yes.Huang Rong took a deep breath, but she felt extremely calm in her heart, thinking that I am not a fool. As long as your request is too much, at worst I will stop playing.
Rong'er, in order to avoid you not knowing the rules of the game, I will confirm with you again that big adventure means that no matter what the other party makes, you must do what he says. Do you still have to choose big adventure now?
Song Qingshu's expression was quite playful, which made Huang Rong feel panicked and couldn't help but regret this option. However, she was also an extremely stubborn person at heart, thinking that she had a way out, so why should she surrender in front of him?
I have thought about it and say, what do you want me to do?Huang Rong raised her chin, and her smooth and delicate neck was a little dazzlingly white under the light.
Song Qingshu smiled strangely, sat on the stool with a big smile, waved to her: Come, come here.
Seeing his legs spread apart and his face was strange, it was difficult for Huang Rong not to have some strange associations, and her face turned slightly cold: What are you doing?
Seeing that the stool was too hard, it was hard to knock on Rong'er, so I invited Rong'er to sit on my lap, ensuring that it was much softer and more comfortable than the hard stool.Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Huang Rong was stunned: Is this the big adventure you want me to do?
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: Why, are you in a difficult situation?Or I'll change it.
No...not to be embarrassed.Huang Rong's face turned slightly red. She had imagined countless possibilities in her mind. She always thought that the other party would make some excessive requests, but she didn't know that he actually made such a request in the end.
Sitting on his lap, although it was a bit beyond the etiquette, it was much better than she expected. Huang Rong naturally didn't dare to let Song Qingshu change his request. Who knew what embarrassing things would be changed then.
Fearing that Song Qingshu would suddenly change to other requirements, Huang Rong lifted her skirt and walked over, but just took two steps, she suddenly realized that she was too unreserved to show off, and it seemed that she was eager to sit in his arms.
Seeing Huang Rong stopping, her face changed. Song Qingshu smiled slightly and reached out to grab it out of thin air. Huang Rong felt a soft force coming, and she was a little unsteady in her standing. When she woke up, she found that she was already sitting on Song Qingshu's thigh.
The long-term etiquette education made her subconsciously stand up, but although Song Qingshu's hand was soft, she hugged her waist firmly, making her unable to move at all.
Huang Rong sighed. Anyway, it was the big adventure she agreed to. The only thing that made her glad that Song Qingshu's hand did not do anything other than holding her waist.
Rong'er, your body is so soft.Through two layers of clothes, Song Qingshu could keenly feel the amazing softness and elasticity coming from his legs.
Huang Rong's face heated up, and she covered her expression with unnatural expression when she lifted up her hair in her ears: I have done as you ask, is it my turn to ask you?
You ask.Song Qingshu showed an extremely enjoyable expression. Of course, it would be strange if he didn't enjoy it.
What is your Golden Snake Camp's final plan?
Huang Rong was really curious. Since the last defeat of the Qing army and the subsequent truce with the Qing Dynasty, the Golden Snake Camp has gradually gained a foothold and has become a force in the world that cannot be ignored. However, in the eyes of most people, that's all.
Due to his own strength, the Golden Snake Camp was a warlord who was in power, and eventually had two ways. One was to be eliminated by the powerful countries around him, and the other was to surrender to a certain country and eventually annexed. The reason why Huang Rong asked this question was to see if she could guide the Golden Snake Camp to surrender to the Southern Song Dynasty.
If she could successfully conquer such a powerful warlord, her status in the court was incomparable to the present. Huang Rong could take the opportunity to plan to let her husband officially enter the center of the court. Only by affecting the decision-making of the court can she barely see a glimmer of hope in the future. As she is now, she will help defend the city as a gangster and lake person, and she will eventually be unable to escape the end of destruction.
Of course, Huang Rong did not want to simply use Song Qingshu, but planned to push him into the court. Compared with the honest and dull brother Jing, Song Qingshu is more suitable for her plan. At that time, the two of them support each other, and maybe they can really win a glimmer of hope.
Unexpectedly, Huang Rong would ask such a formal question. Song Qingshu pondered for a while, and then said eight words: Exorcist the Tartars and restore China!
Hearing his answer, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel trembling. She was as smart as hers, so she could naturally understand the weight hidden behind these eight words. Although she always thought that Song Qingshu was not the kind of genius who was willing to be inferior to others, she never expected that the other party's ambition was so great.
It is as angry as a tiger!
These words appeared in Huang Rong's mind subconsciously, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly. She had always thought that the other party was just fighting for power in the world, but she didn't expect that he had ambitions in the world.
It would be great if Brother Jing was like him.
Huang Rong looked sad. She helped the Southern Song Dynasty defend Xiangyang over the years and had been making wedding dresses for others. It would be fine if she just did this. After all, the couple did not have much ambition, but the darkness in the officialdom really cooled her heart.
Local officials are hindering each other in order to compete for merit, which leads to missing opportunities, but the big figures in the court even often make bad moves, either because of the military pay or the food and grass being deliberately delayed...
All kinds of dirty methods led to the failure of the battle just to criticize the political enemy and step down!
Huang Rong wanted to leave countless times, but her husband was determined to stay in Xiangyang. She could only follow her husband and wife. She would have a thought flashed through countless nights: It would be great if the court was controlled by her. Although she dared not say that she would recover the Central Plains at that time, it would still be possible to make the northern nomadic regime unable to pass the thunder pool again.
But this thought was fleeting. Huang Rong knew how childish and ridiculous this idea was. Not to mention that she was a woman, even if she was a stunning man, how could she control the court?
The imperial court has always been the result of checks and balances between several groups of forces. Even the emperor cannot do whatever he wants, let alone her?
But Song Qingshu's ambition made her see another possibility. Since she could not do it, what about breaking all rules and establishing a new regime from scratch?
Without the busyness of the officialdom and without the conspirators from all sides to hold back, I believe that I can fully demonstrate what I have learned, right?
However, Huang Rong quickly gave up this tempting idea. As the daughter of Dongxie, she has never been a person who sticks to the rules. Rebellion will not scare her, but unfortunately, her husband is Guo Jing, not Song Qingshu.
If Brother Jing rises up, she will definitely support her with all her strength, but Song Qingshu...what reason does she have to follow a man other than her husband?
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