Chapter 56: Zhu Jiu Zhen

  At this moment, a woman in red appeared with a slender waist and delicate steps, revealing her white wrist through the thin gauze. Her eyes sparkled like spring water, and on her head, a jade dragon and phoenix hairpin was inserted at an angle. She had a delicate and charming appearance, with a face as beautiful as a flower, fingers as thin as scallions, and lips as red as vermilion. One glance, one smile, and people's hearts were captivated. Truly, she was a beauty without equal, with three parts of charm and one part of elegance.

  Although he knew that the woman in front of him was not as beautiful as she seemed, but rather "heart like a snake's gallbladder, blood like dark ice". In the original work, Zhang Wuji was almost deceived by her beauty and nearly lost his life. However, Song Qingchu couldn't help but feel some astonishment.

  "What a pity for this good skin bag." Song Qing Shu sighed silently.

  The woman in red walked slowly amidst a group of black-clad servants, as if she were a noble queen, with all the stars revolving around her. She glanced at Song Qingyu and slightly furrowed her brow, but didn't say anything.

  Her eyes scanned the area and landed on the Tibetan Mastiff lying on the ground, she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hand and exclaim: "General Zhu!" She quickly walked forward, bent down to pick up the dog, and saw that it was bleeding non-stop and its breathing was weak. She couldn't help but shout in anger: "Who is so ruthless? Who killed you?" She lifted her head, fixed her eyes on Song Qingyu, and glared at him fiercely: "Is it you? It must be you! You have a big dog's guts! How dare you kill General Zhu's right-hand man! Are you tired of living?"

  Without saying anything else, she turned to the slaves beside her and said viciously, "Blind your dog eyes, can't you take down the person in front of me? Do I need to do it myself?"

  "How can you, miss, not distinguish between right and wrong and just take people away? This is somewhat unreasonable." Song Qing Shu said calmly.

  "Hmph, I don't care about right or wrong anymore. What can you do to me?" Zhu Jiu Zhen coldly snorted and said, "Regardless of whether it's you or not, first take you down and offer sacrifices to the spirit of my Right General in heaven."

  "Still not acting." Zhu Jiu Zhen roared in anger. The slaves saw the situation, trembled all over, and rushed towards Song Qing Shu.

  These people all know Zhu Jiu's true methods. Don't look at Zhu Jiu's young age, outward appearance like a flower, but the means of tormenting people are endless, making life worse than death.

  Seeing the black-clad slaves rushing over, Song Qing Shu let out a cold snort and patted Hei Tan's head, signaling him to move away to avoid being mistakenly injured.

  Then with a slap on the sword scabbard, the three-foot green sword flashed out of its sheath. A cold light flashed, and with a "hiss" sound, the sword had already returned to its scabbard.

  Look again at those black-clad slaves who came to besiege, all of whom fell to the ground and cried out in agony, with severed palms and blood flowing freely.

  "Hmph, you're just a pawn for the tiger. You should have died long ago, but Heaven has mercy, so I'll spare your lives today and only give you a light punishment." Song Qing looked at the slave who had fallen to the ground with a detached expression, then turned to look at Zhu Jiu Zhen, who was standing aside with a stunned expression.

  "You, you, what are you going to do?" Zhu Jiu Zhen's originally dull eyes saw Song Qing Shu walking step by step towards him, and he couldn't help but lose his composure, stuttering as he spoke.

  "What do you think?" Song Qing didn't answer, but instead asked back.

  "You, you can't kill me, I'm the young mistress of Zhu Wu Lian Huan Manor. If you kill me, my father will definitely not let you off." Song Qing Shu took a step forward, and Zhu Jiu Tian retreated a step back, while threatening to say. Carelessly, she stepped on a stone on the ground, her body stumbled, and fell to the ground.

  "Oh, then don't worry about it, anyway you can't see it anymore." Song Qing said indifferently.

  "Ah, you can't kill me, can't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me." Zhu Jiu said incoherently, and eventually burst into tears.

  Song Qing saw this and was stunned, he didn't expect that the previously majestic Zhu Jiu Zhen would actually cry in front of everyone, it's truly a wonder of the world!

  "Oh, not killing you? What's the benefit for me." Song Qingchu said calmly after regaining his composure. He knew that pitiful people must have a hateful side, and Zhu Jiu was just such a person, not worth sympathizing with.

  "My family has money and can give a lot of it."

  Song Qing shook his head.

  "I can train a bulldog."

  Song Qing Shu still shook his head.

  Zhu Jiu Zhen saw this and although it was already early winter, the sweat on his forehead still flowed down uncontrollably.

  "I can do laundry and cook, serve tea and pour water."

  "You can buy someone like you on the streets, what use are you to me?" Song Qing said with narrowed eyes.

  Zhu Jiu Zhen saw the situation and thought that Song Qing Shu had already decided to kill him, so he couldn't help but shout loudly, "Don't kill me, I can teach you our family's One Yang Finger technique."

  "What's 'One Yang'?" Song Qing softly read out a sentence.

  "Right, right, it's a Sun Finger, that's a very powerful martial art." Zhu Jiu saw the situation and thought Song Qing had moved his heart, so he quickly explained.

  Song Qingchu glanced at Zhu Jiuzhen and remained silent for a long time. Zhu Jiuzhen also held her breath, afraid of attracting Song Qingchu's attention because of this.

  Just as Zhu Jiuzhen thought Song Qingchu would not let him off easily, Song Qingchu suddenly said, "Alright, you can get up now."

  "What." Zhu Jiu Zhen thought it was an illusion and subconsciously asked a sentence, "You're not going to kill me?"

  "Are you willing to die at my hands?" Song Qing asked back.

  "No, no, no." Zhu Jiu Zhen shook her head like a rattle drum, saying with gestures.

  "That's good." Song Qing Shu nodded and said, "But if you dare disobey me in the future..."

  "I won't dare, I won't dare, I'll definitely listen to you." Song Qing Shu hadn't even finished speaking when Zhu Jiu Zhen hastily chimed in, as if afraid that he would be too slow and incur Song Qing Shu's displeasure.

  Thus, Song Qing nodded in satisfaction, and Zhu Jiu also let out a long sigh of relief.

  Why did Song Qingchu spend so much effort on Zhu Jiu Zhen?

  One reason is that Zhu Jiuzhen provoked herself, and Song Qing wanted to teach her a lesson. The other reason is the foreshadowing buried by Song Qing.

  Song Qing's original plan was to come to Zhu Wu Lian Huan Zhuang without revealing his face, but instead secretly investigate and see where they hid the things, and then steal them when the opportunity arises.

  However, it was later discovered that this method is basically useless. Since it's a place where people store their most precious things, it must be heavily guarded and full of mechanisms. If one is not careful, they might 'capsize in a ditch', and by then, it would be 'losing both wife and soldiers'.

  Since it can't be done from the outside, then infiltrate the enemy's interior. As the saying goes, "If you don't enter the tiger's lair, how can you get the tiger's cub?" And Zhu Jiuzhen is an important and indispensable chess piece.

  It is said that 'it's hard to guard against a thief in one's own home', and with Zhu Jiu as an insider, Song Qing felt that his chances of success might increase by 50%.

  After all, 'the fortress is always destroyed from within'.