Rebirth of Song Qingshu

Chapter 57 Zhu Changling

As for whether Zhu Jiuzhen will reveal the secret and then slap him in the face, it is impossible to happen.

First of all, people like Zhu Jiuzhen are somewhat similar to Princess Jianning in "The Deer and the Cauldron". To put it nicely, they worship heroes. As long as they are more powerful than themselves and those who can subdue themselves, they basically obey their orders. To put it badly, they just follow their advice.

He has masochistic tendencies and is simply unflattering.

Secondly, and most importantly, how could Song Qingshu be stupid enough to directly ask Zhu Jiuzhen about the secrets of their family? If you want to find out the secrets, of course you have to make insinuations.

Judging from how scared Zhu Jiuzhen is of herself now, as long as her questions are not too obvious, she can basically tell her everything she knows.

"You said you are Zhu Jiuzhen, the daughter of the 'Shocking Stroke' Zhu Changling and Master Zhu Zhuang?" Song Qingshu asked pretending not to know.

"Yes, my father is Zhu Changling." Zhu Jiuzhen did not dare to delay Song Qingshu's question and replied quickly.

At the same time, he asked cautiously, "Master, do you know my father?"

"Master?" Song Qingshu frowned and said, "Don't call me master in the future."

"Ah?" Zhu Jiuzhen opened his mouth wide, a little overwhelmed, and then said after a while, "Then..."

"My name is Song Qingshu, you can just call me Mr. Song from now on." Song Qingshu said calmly.

"Yes, Mr. Song." Zhu Jiuzhen nodded. "Do you know my father?"

"I don't know you." Song Qingshu shook his head and denied, and at the same time said, "But although I don't know your father, Zhu Changling is a shocking figure. He is very famous in the plains. I naturally know it."

"Oh, seeing how dusty the young master is, why don't I go back to Lianhuan Manor to freshen up." Zhu Jiuzhen suggested, "My father would be very happy if he knew that a young talent like the young master is coming."

As the saying goes, "It takes no effort to find a place even after wearing iron shoes," this is what Song Qingshu was waiting for. Although Song Qingshu was happy in his heart, he didn't show it in his writing.

"Okay, in that case, just lead the way." Song Qingshu nodded.

"Okay, sir, please." Zhu Jiuzhen saw that Song Qingshu really agreed to her suggestion, and she couldn't help but feel extremely happy. As for the threat she had received from Song Qingshu before, and the group of slaves moaning in pain beside her, she had long forgotten about it.

Zhu Jiuzhen led the way with his dog, and Song Qingshu followed closely behind holding Hei Tan.

We were silent all the way. We walked for about half an hour and arrived at the mountainside, where we saw white walls with red tiles and a red door. Behind the door and wall, there were vaguely visible pavilions and pavilions, which looked extremely majestic.

"Unexpectedly, in this secluded place in Kunlun, there is such a high-walled compound and a prosperous residence. It is rare." Song Qingshu nodded in praise.

"Young Master, you are so honored. The mountains and wilderness are not as prosperous as the Central Plains." Zhu Jiuzhen heard Song Qingshu's praise. Although he was happy in his heart, he still said modestly.

At the same time, he briefly introduced the origin of Zhuwu's Lianzhuang to Song Qingshu. At the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the world was in chaos. Zhu Ziliu, Wu Xiuwen and others escaped from death. However, seeing that the Mongols had taken over, even if they had the ability to defy nature,

There was no way to save the day, so they built a chain village in the Kunlun Mountains and lived next to each other. The descendants relied on the family's yangzhi and orchid acupuncture hand to become famous in the world.

At this time, a servant had seen his young lady chatting happily with a stranger. Although the man looked dirty, it was not easy to catch the lady's eye, so he went inside to report that the owner of the village had a guest.

Visit.

Zhu Jiuzhen and Song Qingshu slowly walked into the village. Although it was already early winter, there was no bleak scene in the village. The green pines were green and the winter plums stood proudly. The breeze passed by and the garden was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

After walking for a while, I arrived in front of the lobby and saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a gray robe standing in front of the lobby.

"Daddy." When Zhu Jiuzhen saw the middle-aged man, he couldn't help shouting happily, and ran over like a bird flying into the forest. He took Zhu Changling's hand and acted coquettishly.

When Song Qingshu saw this, he knew immediately that the person in front of him was none other than Zhu Changling.

"Okay, okay, there are still guests here." Zhu Changling patted Zhu Jiuzhen's head and said lovingly.

At the same time, he turned his head and said to Song Qingshu with a smile, "Young hero is making me laugh. I don't know what your surname is, but I apologize for any disrespect."

Song Qingshu cupped his hands and said, "Daxia Zhu is serious. I have seen Zhu Changling and Daxia Zhu in Wudang."

"Oh, but Song Qingshu, Song Shaoxia, the first disciple of the Third Generation of Wudang who is known as the 'Shadowless Sword'?" Zhu Changling exclaimed in surprise.

"'Shadowless Sword'?" Song Qingshu frowned and said, "I am the first disciple of the third generation of Wudang. As for this 'Shadowless Sword', I don't know where to start talking about it?"

"Haha, I guess I haven't heard of Young Master Song yet. This is the nickname given to me by my friends in the martial arts community after they saw that Young Hero Song had been doing chivalrous and righteous deeds, helping those in danger and those in need. When killing the enemy, his sword came out without a trace, and the enemy was already dead."

Zhu Changling explained with a smile.

"That's it." Song Qingshu nodded clearly and said modestly, "These are what people in the world of Jianghu should do, but it makes my friends in Jianghu look up to me."

"Haha, Young Master Song shows his talent and is a dragon among men. He is so humble." Zhu Changling complimented with a smile.

"Okay, dad, why don't you invite Mr. Song to come to the house to talk." At this time, Zhu Jiuzhen interjected from the side.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, but I was confused." Zhu Changling slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "Young Master Song, please."

"Haha, Master Zhu, please."

Entering the lobby, Zhu Changling stretched out his sleeves and brushed the first bench on the left, and said with a smile: "This humble house is simple and simple. Don't dislike it, Young Master Song. Please sit down now."

Song Qingshu hurriedly said he didn't dare, and the two of them were polite and finally sat down separately.

Song Qingshu cupped his hands and said: "I have heard about the name of 'Jingshan Bizhi' for a long time. Today I saw Zhu Daxia's true appearance. It's really better to be famous than to meet, and to meet is even better." But in his heart, he said: "It's true that it's difficult to paint a dragon or a tiger. Knowing a person knows his face.

"I don't know what I mean, I have a charitable face for nothing, but I do shameful things."

Zhu Changling chuckled and said: "Young Master Song has worked hard all the way, so you have to stay in my village for a few days. Although our place is not as good as the Central Plains, it still has its own unique scenery. When the time comes, I will let my little girl lead the way and let Young Xia Song have a good time."

After a pause, he then said, "I have arranged for my servants to prepare a fragrant soup of flowers and herbs, and I will take a good bath later. Then I will set up a banquet in the back garden, and we will have a good talk."

"In this case, we will do as the Romans do and disturb Master Zhu." Song Qingshu did not refuse and said with cupped hands.