"Actually, my father is not saying that he doesn't want to cooperate with Emei to attack the Mingjiao, but this matter is very serious and requires long-term consideration."
Song Qingshu gave Song Yuanqiao a hint, and Song Yuanqiao immediately understood. He thought that Emei and Wudang had always had a very good relationship, but he could not ruin the relationship between the two because of himself, so he stepped forward and said: "Master, Qingshu is right, Mingjiao The situation in our family is great, and we really need to discuss it carefully. Why don't Master Tai stay in Wudang for a few days to give us time to discuss it. "
Song Yuanqiao took the ladder, and it was not easy to offend Wudang if she was destroyed. What's more, she really wanted to form an alliance with Wudang, so she followed the path and said, "Then I'll bother you, Master Song."
Seeing this, Song Qingshu winked and said, "Dad, I'll take the master to rest first."
Song Yuanqiao nodded.
Song Qingshu brought Master Jiejie to the pavilion, and a tall, thin and decent-looking female disciple diligently brought tea to the master.
"Master, you drink tea." Master Miejie looked at Ding Minjun and nodded, then drank the tea in one gulp.
"Qingshu, it's you who arranged this tea. Thank you for your work." Master Jiejie said.
"No, it's all what Qingshu should do." Song Qingshu said modestly.
Master Miejie looked at the gentle Song Qingshu and suddenly thought that her valued disciple Zhou Zhiruo seemed to be an old acquaintance of Song Qingshu.
Then he said: "Zhiruo, come here."
Zhou Zhiruo, who lowered her head and looked at her toes, was stunned when she heard the master's words, then stood up and said: "Master."
She's a little square now, and it's not just the master who suddenly called her.
It was because she felt a little inferior and didn't dare to face Brother Qingshu. Brother Qingshu's performance was so good. Just now, a senior sister said to her that Brother Qingshu was so handsome.
"I heard you said that I met Qingshu at Wudang Mountain. How come we don't know each other now when we meet?" Master Miejie said with a smile.
"No, it's not." Zhou Zhiruo said quickly.
Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo and saw that she was small and exquisite, with pretty features and a picturesque nose.
The most eye-catching thing is her eyes, which are as big as black pearls, with long eyelashes that move with the eyelids, very cute.
"Master Tai, I want to talk to this junior sister nearby, do you think it's okay?" Song Qingshu could see Zhou Zhiruo's embarrassment and immediately asked to help.
Jue Jue looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was a little shy, and then at Song Qingshu. He understood in his heart and thought: Zhiruo is so lucky, Song Qingshu hurts her in his bones.
After receiving a response from the exterminator, Song Qingshu waved to Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but blush when she saw this, and then followed Song Qingshu to the shade of a tree not far away.
After standing still, Song Qingshu looked at many Emei disciples looking over to gossip. Not only did he smile, but it seemed that there was no shortage of people watching the excitement in every era.
"Sister Zhiruo, I haven't seen you for ten years. How are you doing?" Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a smile.
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Qingshu's bright eyes and said timidly: "It's okay, it's okay."
"What do you mean it's okay? Could it be that someone in the Emei sect bullied you?" Speaking of this, Song Qingshu thought of Ding Minjun, who disliked Zhou Zhiruo in the original work.
He thought to himself: "I have to find a reason to kill her, so as not to embarrass Zhiruo, but this is not easy. The title of a famous and upright person is really difficult to use. It is better to be cool and unrestrained in the previous life and kill her whenever I want."
"No, no, senior sister is very good to me." Zhou Zhiruo thought that Song Qingshu really wanted to help him, and was afraid that he would be affected, so she said.
Song Qingshu didn't continue this topic. He didn't know everything about Zhou Zhiruo's life in the Emei Sect, but he also knew a thing or two. There was no need to say more.
"Do you remember the wood carving I gave you?" Song Qingshu said suddenly.
Song Qingshu suddenly changed the topic, which made Zhou Zhiruo stunned for a while, but she still nodded and said: "Remember, I still bring... um~"
Song Qingshu looked at the lovely Zhou Zhiruo, took out a small, patinated wooden carving from his arms and handed it to her: "We haven't seen each other in ten years, this is my meeting gift to you."
This wooden sculpture is different from the one Song Qingshu gave her before. It depicts the scene of herself sleeping on Qingshu's brother's shoulder that afternoon.
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes lit up as soon as she saw it. She liked this wood carving very much because it had a shared memory between the two of them.
Song Qingshu handed the wood carving to Zhou Zhiruo, and when he was about to say let's go back, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly plucked up the courage and said, "Brother Qingshu, actually I also have a meeting gift for you."
When Zhou Zhiruo called him Qingshu brother again after ten years, Song Qingshu knew that Zhou Zhiruo was stable and his single days would be far away from him.
Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was like a little white rabbit, and said in surprise: "What gift?"
Zhou Zhiruo took out a handkerchief embroidered by herself from her arms and handed it to Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu took the handkerchief, and it was gentle and slippery, carrying Zhou Zhiruo's body temperature and daughter's fragrance.
He unfolded the handkerchief, and there was a little figure embroidered on it. This person was none other than Song Qingshu when he was a child, and his name was embroidered on the bottom of the handkerchief.
Seeing Song Qingshu take the handkerchief with surprise and love on his face, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but feel sweet in his heart.
She thought that if she had the opportunity in the future, she would make a dress for Brother Qingshu. He gave me such a beautiful dress when I was a child, and I must return it.
"Thank you sister Zhiruo, I like your gift very much." Song Qingshu is different from the reserved people of modern times. He comes from the future and will always praise things he likes when he encounters them.
"As long as Brother Qingshu likes it." Zhou Zhiruo smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth and dimples, looking very healing.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but touched her head. After touching her, he realized that his movements were a bit inappropriate.
He retracted his hand, looked at Zhou Zhiruo who was a little dull, coughed and said: "Sister Zhiruo, the master may be impatient. Let's separate first and wait until I have time to find you."
Zhou Zhiruo nodded subconsciously, her little mind going blank.
In the end, Song Qingshu left. He was still thinking about the siege of Guangmingding and had to persuade his cheap dad.
Zhou Zhiruo's return to the camp caused quite a stir. If Master Miejie hadn't been here, she would have been surrounded by senior sisters asking about her relationship with Song Qingshu.
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Yingen Hall.
When Song Qingshu walked in, his father and several uncles were still discussing fiercely whether to attack the Mingjiao.
"Father, second uncle, Western uncle, sixth uncle, and younger uncle." Song Qingshu saluted respectfully.
"Qingshu, you're here." Song Yuanqiao said, stroking his beard.
Song Qingshu nodded, and then said: "Dad, you and your uncles are confused about whether to attack the Ming Cult."
Zhang Songxi was resourceful. After listening to Song Qingshu's words, he knew that his nephew probably had some ideas in his mind, so he said: "Qingshu, if you have any ideas, just say it, you don't have to hide it from your family."
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