Chapter 496: Innocent Ah Qing - Flower Stealing Master

The entire assembly was deeply shocked until Xuan Cheng’s furious roar broke the silence: “Song Qingshu, how dare you kill the innocent!”

Song Qingshu glanced at him coldly and replied, “Master Shi Li colluded with the Qing court, and the evidence is conclusive. How is he innocent?”

Xuan Cheng’s breath caught. He had heard rumors about Qingliang Temple’s connections with the Qing court, and it wasn’t impossible that Master Shi Li had dealings with them…

However, since Shaolin Temple clearly aligned itself with Master Shi Li, Xuan Cheng couldn’t let Master Shi Li bear this crime: “Hmph, that’s just your word. But how did you come by such confidential imperial decrees and secret letters so easily?”

Not wanting Xia Qingqing to keep kneeling on the ground, Song Qingshu flicked his sleeve, and the eight leaders half-kneeling on the stage felt a gentle force lifting them to their feet involuntarily.

Helping everyone up, Song Qingshu answered calmly, “When I infiltrated the Qing court, it wasn’t difficult to find relevant information. Moreover, although Master Shi Li is regarded as a treasure by your Shaolin Temple, in the Qing court, people of his rank are as numerous as carp in the river. They wouldn’t guard his information specially.”

Xuan Cheng sneered, “Your assassination of Kangxi is famous worldwide, but as far as I know, that attempt failed, and Kangxi is still safely sitting in the Forbidden City. Does everyone think it’s possible that this Song character and Kangxi staged this as a ruse to infiltrate the anti-Qing forces and clear obstacles for the Manchus?”

Xuan Cheng directed his earlier words at Song Qingshu but aimed the latter part at the others present.

With his reminder, everyone felt it made sense. It wasn’t impossible that Song Qingshu played a ruse.

Before Song Qingshu could answer, Xuan Cheng continued, “Do you all remember how, after Song Qingshu’s assassination attempt on Kangxi, stories of his bravery were spread everywhere overnight? Does anyone think that could have happened without a mastermind behind it?”

“Indeed, besides the Manchu court, who else has that capability?” Yu Wanting chimed in.

The Red Flower Society was always a core anti-Qing force with a good reputation in the martial world. As its former chief, Yu Wanting’s prestige was on par with Chen Jinnan. Hearing his words, more people began to doubt.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. Sang Feihong’s Wuhu Sect did spread his reputation quickly through storytelling in inns and streets, but it inevitably aroused suspicion.

Noticing Song Qingshu’s expression, Xuan Cheng sneered, “What, nothing to say?”

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, “If I defeat the Qing army soon, rumors will break themselves.”

Yu Wanting snorted, “If you’re a spy, you’re leading the Golden Serpent Camp to their deaths. We’ll regret it too late afterward.”

Below the stage, Huang Rong glanced worriedly at Song Qingshu. Being as smart as she was, she knew many forces didn’t want to see Song Qingshu become the Golden Serpent King. If he wasn’t careful, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

The other leaders of the Golden Serpent Camp who opposed Song Qingshu seized the opportunity to cause trouble, especially Chu Hongliu, who said sarcastically, “Yes, once the Golden Serpent Camp is finished, some people will have completed their mission and won’t care about us ghosts…”

Chu Hongliu trailed off as he noticed Song Qingshu’s sharp gaze, which made him shiver and fall silent.

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, the inner strength in his voice instantly silencing the whispers in the crowd, “Proving my innocence is actually simple.”

“Easy to say,” Xuan Cheng said dismissively, clearly doubting Song Qingshu had a way to prove himself. Yu Wanting was already determined to oppose whatever Song Qingshu proposed.

Huang Rong was worried for Song Qingshu. These things only became more suspicious with explanation. Did he really have a way to prove his innocence?

Song Qingshu smiled and suddenly took a deep breath, then shouted with inner strength, his voice echoing across the mountaintop, “I fu*k Kangxi’s mother, fu*k Kangxi’s wife…”

Hearing Song Qingshu claiming intimate relations with all women associated with Kangxi, the crowd was stunned, and the women blushed.

“That’s certainly a straightforward way to prove it, but it’s too… shameless.” Huang Rong couldn’t help but think.

“So disgusting, this man is incorrigible,” Guo Fu looked at Song Qingshu with disdain, her good impression of him vanishing.

‘Qingshu wasn’t entirely lying; at least that Consort Tong was played by him in every way…’

Zhou Zhiruo blushed, thinking,

‘How can I have such lewd thoughts? It’s all Qingshu’s fault; he’s corrupted me!’

“Brother Song cursed well!” Ah Jiu applauded. Of all present, she hated the Qing the most. If Song Qingshu had really acted, she wouldn’t have stopped him and might have even helped.

“This Song Qingshu is really…” Yang Miaozhen was at a loss for words.

“No wonder he reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship; his free-spirited nature is admirable,” Yelü Nanxian thought. She was more concerned with swordsmanship, and since Liao and Qing were enemies, she didn’t mind how harshly he cursed.

“Senior sister, brother-in-law is so… bold.” Mu Jianping was dumbfounded by Song Qingshu’s words and poked Fang Yi.

“Does the princess think those women shouldn’t be cursed? Don’t forget how many of the Mu family died at the hands of the Manchus,” Fang Yi defended Song Qingshu instinctively.

“Oh, you’re right,” Mu Jianping nodded adorably.

“This scoundrel is despicable, filthy, vile, shameless, and brazen…” Yuan Ziyi was furious. She had no personal grudge against the Qing, so she couldn’t understand the shared hatred like those from the Mu family. She just felt that Song Qingshu, a grandmaster, behaving like a street rogue, was utterly shameless.

Beside her, Ah Qing, confused, tugged Yuan Ziyi’s sleeve and asked innocently, “Sister Ziyi, what does fu*k mean?”

“Uh…” Yuan Ziyi was speechless, not knowing how to explain to Ah Qing.