Chapter 76

Chapter 75: Pretending to be Drunk

Song Qingshu was speechless: According to the old eunuch, he had probably lived for several hundred years. Why would those emperors still seek the elixir of immortality when they could just find this eunuch? Hmm, could it be that to live so long, one must first be castrated? In that case, what's the point of being an emperor?

Dongfang Bubai indeed did not believe it, and with a cold snort, he said, "Words are cheap; we'll see after a test." A silver needle flashed at the tip of his finger, and a series of afterimages attacked the old eunuch.

The eunuch looked old and frail, on the verge of death, but unexpectedly, his speed was no less than Dongfang Bubai's. The others only saw a red light and a green light entangled in combat inside the room. Song Qingshu's face turned grim because he could not see their moves at all!

Jiumozhi was no better, secretly wiping a cold sweat: It seems that Dongfang Bubai did not use his full strength just now.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's mouth wide open, jumping around anxiously, Song Qingshu couldn't help but find it amusing. He raised his hand and instantly sucked out the silver needle from Wei Xiaobao's throat.

"Damn!" Wei Xiaobao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Wei Xiaobao almost became Wei Dumbbao."

"Xiaogui, can you see what they are fighting about?" Kangxi asked in shock.

"Besides a green shadow and a red shadow, how can I see anything clearly? And there's no sound at all when they move. Are they human or ghosts?" Wei Xiaobao muttered softly.

After a while, the two in the field suddenly separated. The old eunuch coughed, "Very good, very good. Indeed, the waves of the Yangtze River push the previous ones forward, each generation surpassing the last."

Song Qingshu and Jiumozhi: "#%"

"Although you claim to be the founder of the *Kuihua Manual*, your skills are not much higher than mine," Dongfang Bubai said, but in his heart, he knew that the other's martial arts realm was still higher than his. It was just that because of his old age, his movements were a bit slower, which made them evenly matched.

"Whatever you say," the old eunuch did not argue, "By the way, the Invincible Lone Swordsman I met back then, to be frank, the three of you together are no match for him..."

"By the way, little emperor, you don't need to be afraid. I have lived in this Forbidden City all my life. Now that I am about to die, I don't want to change places. In recent years, I have helped you deal with many villains, so consider it as rent for staying here." The old eunuch's voice grew fainter, and his figure slowly dissolved into the shadows in the corner.

Song Qingshu suddenly understood. No wonder there were no high-level experts in the Qing imperial guards, yet there were no reports of anyone assassinating Kangxi. Many assassins were probably dealt with by this old monster as soon as they entered the inner palace.

Seeing the old founder of the *Kuihua Manual* gradually disappear, Dongfang Bubai's face remained expressionless. After a while, he said to Kangxi, "If Your Majesty has no other matters, I will take my leave for now." Chapter 75: Pretending to be Drunk

"This time, I have troubled the leader of the Dongfang Sect," Kangxi said without any hint of displeasure, "Someone, escort the leader of the Dongfang Sect back to rest."

After Dongfang Bubai left, Kangxi instructed Wei Xiaobao to entertain Song Qingshu and then kept Jiumozhi alone.

"Brother Song, don't be upset. The emperor is not being disrespectful to you," Wei Xiaobao said as they left the palace, several times wanting to speak but holding back. Finally, he said, "Jiumozhi is the national teacher of Tubo, and this alliance is a matter of state."

Song Qingshu smiled faintly, but he felt a bit disappointed. In his previous life, the highest official he had ever met was at the provincial level. Kangxi, in modern times, would be at the level of a core leader. This time, he thought he would be highly regarded by Kangxi due to Wei Xiaobao's recommendation, but it turned out...

Looking at Wei Xiaobao's roguish appearance, Song Qingshu muttered to himself, "Lü Buwei could succeed in his schemes, but the one I found seems unreliable."

"Who cares about state affairs?" Wei Xiaobao put his arm around Song Qingshu's shoulder, "Brother Song, come to my place. I will treat you well this time."

Thinking of the yaoi culture prevalent in his previous life, Song Qingshu's face twitched, and he subtly moved the other's hand away, smiling, "You said you would treat me with the most popular courtesans in the capital."

Wei Xiaobao laughed awkwardly, "Next time, next time. It's not good to bring those girls to my house this time."

"Why?" Song Qingshu was puzzled, then suddenly realized, "Are you afraid of the 'River East Lion' at home?"

"What lion?" Wei Xiaobao looked puzzled but guessed the meaning, and defended himself, "Not to brag, but my wife is probably the best woman in the world."

"Oh?" Song Qingshu raised an eyebrow, roughly guessing who it might be.

"Xiaobao!" Before they entered the viscount's residence, a petite girl ran over and threw herself into Wei Xiaobao's arms, "I heard they said you were captured by assassins and was about to leave the capital to find you. Waaah~"

"My dear Shuang'er!" Wei Xiaobao also held the girl in his arms with emotion. After a while, remembering Song Qingshu, he quickly said, "Alright, alright, I have a guest here. This is Brother Song. I owe my life to him this time."

Shuang'er then noticed Song Qingshu and quickly jumped out of Wei Xiaobao's arms, her face blushing as she bowed politely, "Greetings, Brother Song."

Song Qingshu looked up and found Shuang'er to be delicate and beautiful, with a gentle and refined appearance. Her tears made her even more endearing.

Feeling his gaze, Shuang'er's neck turned slightly red, and Song Qingshu quickly returned the bow, "Greetings, Sister-in-law."

Wei Xiaobao, standing beside them, felt a bit uncomfortable, thinking to himself: This Brother Song is great in every way, but the only pity is that he shares the same hobby as me. Damn, Chapter 75: Pretending to be Drunk

His looks are ten times better than mine, and his martial arts are a hundred times better. Staying with him, Wei Xiaobao, you are in big trouble.

As they entered the house, Song Qingshu quietly pulled Wei Xiaobao aside and asked, "I heard you have seven beautiful wives. Where are the others?"

"Seven?" Wei Xiaobao calculated in his mind. Shuang'er counted as one, Fang Yi as the main wife counted as one, and the young princess as a secondary wife counted as one. That's only three.

"Ah, after all, I only have three wives. Besides Shuang'er, the other two are somewhere else," Wei Xiaobao said with a smile, "But since Brother Song said I have seven, it must be a good omen. I will definitely find four more, hahaha~"

"You, if Fang Yi and the young princess were here, they would be heartbroken hearing that," Shuang'er glared at him.

"Would my Shuang'er be heartbroken?" Wei Xiaobao leaned in with a lecherous smile.

"Ah, there are still people here, I don't want to deal with you." She glanced at Song Qingshu and ran into the inner hall.

"Longtong and Zhang Kangnian have often spoken of Shuang'er's virtue. Today, seeing her, Brother Wei's good fortune is truly enviable," Song Qingshu glanced at Shuang'er's retreating figure with lingering affection and smiled at Wei Xiaobao.

"Where, where~" Wei Xiaobao waved his hand with a smile, but in his heart, he wondered: Is this pretty boy after Shuang'er? But my Shuang'er would never betray me.

During the banquet, Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er frequently toasted Song Qingshu in gratitude. Watching the affectionate couple, Song Qingshu felt a sense of loneliness and desolation, thinking about how long he had been in this world and was still alone.

One cup of wine after another, Song Qingshu finally got drunk, trying to drown his sorrows. Wei Xiaobao, also not faring much better, was already slumped in his chair, babbling incoherently.

"Beautiful lady, come give me a kiss..."

"Fang Yi, you wicked woman, you've done it to me again..."

"Only my Shuang'er is the best..."

Shuang'er was both amused and annoyed, glancing at the unconscious Song Qingshu. She quickly helped Wei Xiaobao back to the bedroom. With her martial arts, carrying a grown man was not difficult.

"Shuang'er, don't go." As soon as he was placed on the bed, Wei Xiaobao suddenly woke up and grabbed her sleeve.

"Be good, Xiaobao. Brother Song is still drunk in the hall. I need to check on him." Shuang'er pressed his hand back into the bed. He mumbled a few words and turned over to sleep, making her smile.

Back in the hall, seeing Song Qingshu still lying motionless on the table, Shuang'er called the maids, "Taohong, Liulv, quickly help Brother Song to the guest room to rest."

"Yes, Young Lady." The two maids with buns in their hair bowed and ran to Song Qingshu's side, trying to lift him up.

But no matter how hard they tried, their little faces turned red, and they couldn't move Song Qingshu at all.

"Young Lady~"

Seeing the two maids on the verge of tears, Shuang'er quickly ran over to help, "You are still young and not strong enough. There's no need to be sad."

"Young Lady is only a few years older than us," Taohong pouted.

Shuang'er supported Song Qingshu's arm and easily lifted him up, saying proudly, "But I have practiced martial arts."

Seeing the admiration in the maids' eyes, Shuang'er smiled, "You can clean up the table. I can take Brother Song to his room by myself."

"But he..." Liulv hesitated.

Shuang'er quickly understood what they were worried about and said irritably, "It's your fault for being so weak. Don't worry, he is already drunk. Besides, my martial arts are quite good."

Shuang'er supported Song Qingshu and walked step by step to the guest room. Unbeknownst to her, a faint smile appeared on Song Qingshu's face.

Song Qingshu was deliberately doing this. Even if Taohong and Liulv were weak, they should have been able to move him. Feeling Shuang'er supporting him, Song Qingshu immediately stopped using his "thousand-pound weight" technique and hung his entire weight on her shoulder.

Smelling the faint fragrance from her hair and feeling the delicate body under her thin clothes, Song Qingshu suddenly felt his mouth go dry... Chapter 76: Sweeping the Martial World

On the way, Song Qingshu intentionally and unintentionally rubbed against her body. To avoid being discovered, he always separated after each touch, creating a sense of closeness and distance that made Song Qingshu feel like he was back in his first love in his previous life.

The sensitivity of the young girl made Shuang'er quickly notice. Smelling the alcohol on his breath, she thought it was an unconscious action due to his drunkenness, so she blushed and walked faster.

Finally, they reached the guest room. Shuang'er had just laid Song Qingshu on the bed when he suddenly reached out and tightly hugged her.

Shuang'er was furious and about to react when she heard Song Qingshu mumble, "Lady You, your little song was so beautiful. Don't go, stay with me..."

"So he mistook me for a courtesan from a brothel..." Shuang'er thought, lost in thought. Suddenly, her face turned red as his hands began to wander over her body.

"Poof, poof, poof!" Shuang'er quickly pointed at several acupoints on his chest, jumped off the bed, and glared at Song Qingshu, biting her lip, "Men really do become bad when they drink." She then blushed and ran out quickly.

Feeling her presence fade away, Song Qingshu opened his eyes, brought his hand to his nose, and deeply inhaled, sensing the unique fragrance of the young girl. Always treating the characters in this world as intelligent NPCs, Song Qingshu felt a sense of confusion: such a realistic touch and the unique scent of a young girl, is this world really just a game? But it's too realistic.

The next day, an imperial edict from the palace summoned Wei Xiaobao and Song Qingshu to the palace to see the emperor. Before leaving, Shuang'er helped Wei Xiaobao put on his official robes and couldn't help but glance at Song Qingshu. Seeing his usual expression, she secretly sighed in relief, thinking it was a misunderstanding last night.

Song Qingshu, of course, was fully aware of Shuang'er's actions and sighed inwardly: Although he had intended to test her last night, a significant part of the reason was that he had been feeling quite frustrated recently. A virgin could endure for twenty years, but for a man who had experienced the pleasures of the flesh, even twenty days were hard to bear. Thinking about the last time he was with Zhou Zhiruo, it seemed like a long time ago...

"Your Majesty, you want to clean up the martial world under the Qing Dynasty?" Wei Xiaobao's shocked cry suddenly brought Song Qingshu back to reality.

"Exactly!" Kangxi said with a serious face, "There are still many sects in the martial world today who are loyal to the Ming Dynasty and secretly oppose our Qing Dynasty. For example, the reason why Yuan Chengzhi's Golden Snake Camp has not been eradicated is that all the martial artists in Shandong are their eyes and ears. And during your mission, Xiaobao, you were openly pursued and attacked by a group of martial artists, which is truly outrageous!"

"Exactly, these martial artists are always fighting and killing, refusing to submit to the government's rule. They indeed need to be disciplined," Wei Xiaobao thought of his previous embarrassing experience of being pursued and felt a surge of anger. He thought, anyway, the sky is so big, Chapter 76: Sweeping