Chapter 1051: I Want Her

Zhang Hongfan tried to struggle again, but Song Qingshu’s bodyguards had already placed a knife to his neck, and he immediately fell silent.

“What are you doing? Don’t move!” At this moment, the Qing soldiers had already rushed up, and the leading officer drew his sword and shouted at the people on the second floor.

Whether they were from the Mount Hua Sect, Murong Fu, or Mu Gaofeng, seeing their superior numbers and knowing that this was Qing territory, they hesitated for a moment and did not act rashly.

Of course, they were more wary of Song Qingshu on the other side, worried about accidentally provoking such a troublesome enemy.

As for Song Qingshu, he was too lazy to pay attention to the group, signaling his bodyguards to negotiate with the officer, and then returned to his seat.

The adjutant, seeing Song Qingshu ignore him, was about to lash out when he suddenly noticed the item the guard had given him. His attitude instantly changed drastically, and he rushed over with a fawning smile: “This servant was blind and didn’t know you were here. If I have offended you, please forgive me, sir. Is there anything I can do for you?”

Although Song Qingshu wasn’t an official of the Qing Dynasty, the Jin and Qing Dynasties had always been brotherly nations. Furthermore, Song Qingshu had become sworn brothers with Suo Etu, and recently, everyone in Yangzhou’s officialdom knew that this lord from the Jin Dynasty had arrived. Even the governors and provincial treasurers were vying to curry favor with him, let alone a mere adjutant.

Song Qingshu, too lazy to waste words, directly pointed to Yue Buqun and his group and ordered, “These are from the Mount Hua Sect. Release them.”

The Mount Hua Sect was currently located within Jin territory, and as an official of the Jin Dynasty, he naturally had no reason to make things difficult for them.

When Song Qingshu pointed at them, the Mount Hua Sect members were terrified. They knew that even one of his men was difficult to deal with, and now with so many Manchu soldiers, the Mount Hua Sect risked annihilation if a fight broke out.

However, upon hearing him release them, even a shrewd man like Yue Buqun showed a hint of joy, clasping his hands and saying, “Thank you, Your Excellency.”

Song Qingshu waved his hand, signaling them to leave quickly.

Yue Lingshan, straightforward and honest, was about to speak when her mother pulled her back, seeing her father being ignored.

Ning Zhongze, knowing her daughter’s temperament, had stopped her early, subtly shaking her head.

Yue Lingshan then remembered the terrifying martial arts he had just displayed, and stuck out her tongue in lingering fear, looking quite charming and adorable.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, thinking that it was no wonder Linghu Chong was so infatuated with her; she was indeed a lovely and charming young woman. However, he preferred women with gentler, more feminine personalities, and Yue Lingshan’s personality was something he really disliked.

Seeing that the other party didn’t blame her daughter, Ning Zhongze nodded slightly to him in gratitude.

Song Qingshu returned the smile, inwardly sighing:

‘The former Jade Maiden of Mount Hua, it’s a pity she married the wrong person, a hypocrite. Her son-in-law’s personality is exactly like her husband’s, destined for a miserable end.’

Ning Zhongze’s heart skipped a beat at his strange smile. She wondered why he was smiling at her like that, and dared not look at him again, quickly pulling her daughter downstairs.

After the Mount Hua Sect left, Song Qingshu turned his gaze to Murong Fu, hesitated for a moment, and said, “This is the renowned Young Master Murong of Gusu. There’s no need to make things difficult for him; let him go.”

Although Murong Fu had acted unethically several times before, he had still shown him some kindness. Even though he had already repaid that kindness, killing him would be somewhat ominous, especially since there was no fundamental conflict of interest between them.

As for his grudge against Murong Bo, as the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, and there was no need to hold him accountable.

Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that even a casual glance from the other man had exerted immense pressure. If a real fight broke out, he had little confidence in his family’s Great Cosmic Transformation technique.

“Thank you!” Murong Fu had initially tried to befriend him, but the man’s overwhelming pressure made him hesitate, and he ultimately abandoned the idea.

Seeing even the usually aloof figures of the martial world cowering before Song Qingshu’s pronouncement of their fate, Cheng Yaojia’s beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration; after all, admiring the strong is a w0man’s nature.

Cheng Yaojia suddenly had a strange feeling that he was a dazzling flame, and she was a foolish moth drawn to him, knowing the danger yet still unable to resist approaching him.

While she was lost in thought, Song Qingshu suddenly spoke again: “Wait!”

Murong Fu, who had just reached the top of the stairs, stiffened at the words, his inner energy surging, ready to fight to the death.

Song Qingshu smiled faintly: “Young Master Murong, there’s no need to be so tense. I simply wish to discuss something with you.”

“Please speak!” Murong Fu dared not relax his guard even slightly.

Song Qingshu casually pointed in the direction of Mu Wanqing and the other woman, saying, “I’ll take these two. I presume you have no objections, young master?”

“Of course I have no objections,” Murong Fu replied elegantly. He knew perfectly well that the unspoken message was for him to avoid causing these two any more trouble.

He had only pursued these two at his aunt’s request; even if he failed, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Murong Fu wasn’t foolish enough to offend this unfathomable expert for their sake.

As Murong Fu descended the stairs, he inwardly sneered.

‘You want these two? What do you want with that hunchback Mu Gaofeng? Didn’t you just take a fancy to that stunning young woman? You’ve been fawning over her since earlier. Do you think we’re blind?’

As expected, Murong Fu’s thoughts echoed those of everyone else present.

Cheng Yaojia looked dejected, while Mu Wanqing was both ashamed and furious: “You lecherous scoundrel!”

She raised her hand to shoot Song Qingshu with a poisoned sleeve dart, but Mu Gaofeng quickly stopped her: “Absolutely not!”

The miserable fate of Zhang Hongfan and his group was still fresh in his mind; he didn’t want them to suffer the same fate.

“But he…” Mu Wanqing knew the difference in martial arts between them was too great; even if the poisoned sleeve dart was shot, it wouldn’t harm him in the slightest. She could only stomp her feet in frustration.

“I wonder what business you have with us here?” Mu Gaofeng tried to force a smile, but unfortunately, it looked worse than a grimace on his ugly face.

“It’s not that I want you to stay, it’s that I want her to stay.” Song Qingshu pointed at Mu Wanqing, his words straightforward. “You can leave now.”

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room wore strange expressions. The adjutant beside him thought,

‘My goodness, did I think these big shots were any different from us? Don’t they all just snatch any pretty w0man they see? I must become a higher-ranking official so I’ll have a chance to snatch such a beautiful w0man.’

Cheng Yaojia’s face darkened, and she lowered her head, staring blankly at the tea in her cup, saying nothing.

“You!” Mu Wanqing’s face turned deathly pale with anger. If Mu Gaofeng hadn’t been blocking her way, she would have already rushed forward to fight him.

“What if I don’t leave?” To everyone’s surprise, the ugly Mu Gaofeng didn’t take the opportunity to escape; instead, he stood protectively in front of Mu Wanqing.