The situation in Daliang Dynasty is tense now.
The emperor is dying.
He spent half of the day sleeping, and the government affairs were handled by several ministers.
He also specially selected the neutral faction.
As for these neutralists, I don’t know whether they are neutral in private.
Now in the court, the fourth prince has the highest voice for seizing the throne, because his uncle is the general of the Northern Conquest, Golden Tiger.
A rare general among emperors who has not been deprived of military power.
Therefore, this has become the fourth prince Zhou Yungan's biggest reliance.
His mother-in-law, Jin Jiao, is today's Huang Guifei, the real power holder of the harem.
Both the former dynasty and the harem were extremely powerful, so how could they not be glorious?
As for warriors in this world, they are generally divided into five stages: skin training, bone training, Qi training, acquired skills, and innate skills.
There are masters and great masters above Xiantian.
Such a master can only be counted in the palm of a hand in a country.
Song Heqing was very sure that his level in this world should be that of a great master.
Because he feels that he is the ceiling of strength.
Logically speaking, he should just come forward and chop these scum to death.
But it was easy for him to escape alone, but it was not easy for the Miao tribesmen to escape.
It is impossible for me to stay here forever.
If one day after leaving, the army goes south, wouldn't all the efforts be in vain?
He thought about it and came up with a simple solution.
"Brother Liu, is Brother Liu here?"
"Huh? Are you asleep?"
"Forget it, let's just give this bowl of bird's nest to Lao Ba. He's not afraid of gaining weight anyway."
Zhou Yunyi was worried that Song Heqing had not eaten enough. After all, when he saw him, he took a few bites of green vegetables, thinking that it was not to his taste, so he kindly brought a bowl of bird's nest, but he did not expect that he had already fallen asleep.
He didn't know that Song Heqing had already left the palace and went to the general's palace.
With the cover of night, he was like a nimble cat, moving lightly between the eaves.
Not long after, we stopped in front of a yard.
A middle-aged woman stood in the courtyard, looking not far away.
"It's so late, why are the lights still on in the master's room?"
"Mrs. Qi, I have summoned the dancers from Guiyanchao and the actors from the Sixi Troupe to drink and have fun."
"Okay, remember to remind me to go to bed early, I'm going to bed first."
"Yes, I will help you change your clothes..."
Song Heqing came to the roof, lifted the tiles and looked there.
The scene inside made 9527 exclaim:
"Don't look, don't look, it's forbidden!"
Song Heqing didn't take it seriously:
"Ah."
What does this mean? He has seen even more pornographic and violent things than this.
Below is a group of demonic figures dancing in chaos.
There were six people in total, but these six people couldn't put together a complete set of clothes.
Three dancers were almost naked, dancing in tulle.
Two male actors, one with opera makeup on his face and his head and face in perfect condition, looked like a charming opera singer. But below the neck, he wore nothing.
The other one was completely naked, leaning on the man's side and feeding him grapes.
The male protagonist is naturally the general Golden Tiger.
He is a typical military commander, tall and muscular, like a brown bear.
Her figure is that of a fat-packed muscle. By visual inspection, she is about 1.9 meters tall and weighs over 300 kilograms.
These five prostitutes were like children in front of him.
"This guy not only caters to both men and women, he also seems to have other hobbies."
Song Heqing murmured to himself.
After hearing this, 9527 immediately came over:
"What, what hobby, give me Kangkang!"
Song Heqing covered the house with tiles, blocking out the spring scenery.
"Why, aren't you worried that you are pornographic and violent?"
9527: "Hehe, I... this is... curious, curious!"
Song Heqing said calmly: "He just likes to watch live broadcasts."
The tone was calm, like seeing a foxtail grass on the roadside.
"Ah!" 9527 understood what he was talking about.
"It's a lot of fun..."
The battle was still raging below, and Song Heqing was waiting for the flames to go out.
Bored, he asked:
"9527, isn't this a female-channelling novel? How could this happen?"
9527 answered honestly:
"This is an ancient female pornographic novel, written before the Internet was released. And the world will automatically complete the characters. After the Internet was released, they would all be Macabaka, so silly and sweet, or mindless sweet pet novels, or double cleansing. arts."
"Host, let me tell you, before the Internet, online novels were a "vibrant" scene. Female channels were breaking the law, abusing people, and selling their organs; male channels were killing people, having political affairs, and having harems. The common denominator is that they all like to have sex. astringent."
"Of course, nowadays there are more and more men and women who are not in love, so non-CP novels have become popular."
Time passed while they were chatting, and the movement in the room finally stopped.
Two hours.
Yes, he is worthy of being a military commander and has good physical fitness.
But it was also because of this that the general let his guard down, and Song Heqing didn't notice it until he came to him.
Judging from the aura, this golden tiger should be an acquired warrior, or a very strong one.
After a fierce battle, Golden Tiger let out a long sigh of relief and said displeasedly:
"Didn't I tell you not to come in casually? I, the general, want to hang out for a while."
Song Heqing said:
"Then do you want me to give you a back rub?"
"Okay...huh?"
The voice was not right. Golden Tiger immediately turned around and splashed water out of the big tub, only to see a stunning face.
Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he scolded the young man in front of him:
"Who are you? How did you get in!?"
Song Heqing raised his lips and smiled: "I'm here to cooperate with you..."
He raised his finger...
After burning the incense, the Golden Tiger, who was controlled by the Gu insect, stood up and shouted:
"Owner!"
"Do as I say, understand?"
"yes."
…………
The next day, Song Heqing and the two princes were having lunch.
The servant comes to report:
"Report to the prince, General Huang pays his respects."
Zhou Yunyi put down his chopsticks with confusion on his face:
"General Huang and I have never been in contact with each other. Why would he come here to see me today? And according to his character, he should just barge in. This is not like his behavior."
As he said this, he subconsciously glanced at Song Heqing, turned back and said:
"Forget it, please invite General Huang in."
After half a cup of tea, Zhou Yun saw the golden tiger.
Song Heqing and the others also followed them to the lobby.
"I wonder why General Huang came to my palace?"
The golden tiger's figure put tremendous pressure on those present. He looked around and waved:
"All irrelevant people, please leave quickly! Except... you."
He specifically pointed at Song Heqing.
The Eighth Prince said:
"Let's go, all of you!"
Golden Tiger glanced at him: "Including you!"
The little fat man was not happy anymore and started to dance:
"I am the eighth prince! I..."
"Eighth brother, you go down first, as long as Brother Liu and I are here."
"Brother Six!"
"You go down first."
Now that the Sixth Prince has spoken, others must abide by it, and the housekeeper has a worried look on his face.
In the end, there were only three people left in the lobby.
Huang Jinhu, Zhou Yunyi and Song Heqing.
Golden Tiger plopped down on his knees in front of Song Heqing:
"Owner!"
This kneeling shocked Zhou Yunyi.
Recalling the previous scene of controlling Ye Qi, he understood that Song Heqing had already controlled Golden Tiger.
Song Heqing nodded:
"Okay, get up, let's do this next..."
