Chapter 678

Ling Ziqing was not enthusiastic about running the school, but wanted to help song Xijiao.

Now Song Xijiao speaks, of course, he follows the flow of kindness.

When Zhao Jie heard song Xijiao's suggestion, he clapped his hands and exclaimed, "good! Wonderful! It's fair and just to draw lots in public. All the big guys look at it with their eyes. No one can say that they are not convinced

It was settled. After dinner, Ling Ziqing took Qingfeng to leave and went back to his residence. There were only song Xijiao, Zhao Jie and swordsman left in the yard.

It is may, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, but the desert night, the wind is still cold.

Song Xijiao, dressed in a cloak, while binding books, looked at Zhao Jie and said with a smile, "brother Zhao, when the school is open, do you want to go to the class and listen to it, I also have the art of war course."

Zhao Jie was stunned: "you are not going to tell Mr. Xiong's art of war?"

"Shh."

Song Xijiao smiles mysteriously, and the ancient spirit blinks her eyes.

"In case of war, the soldiers are not willing to learn more about the basic knowledge, but I can't help them with the basic knowledge."

Zhao Jie could not help shaking his head and said with a smile, "you little girl, you think far away. But now that the matter of Fu Su is settled, we will not have another war in Daqing for at least a hundred years! "

"That's not necessarily true. There are hidden dangers in the border areas. There is turbulence in the central government. Wars may arise at any time. It's not a bad thing to prepare for a rainy day."

Song Xijiao said, and suddenly showed a bad smile.

"Besides, if there is no war, Meng Xinghe will lose his job."

As soon as the words fell, a clear and cool laugh suddenly floated over their heads: "I'm not here, do you speak ill of me like that?"

Song Xijiao was so surprised that she couldn't help looking up and saw a young man in brocade clothes squatting on the eaves.

his long hair was tied behind his head, flying with the wind, and his neat and vigorous clothes made him look natural and unrestrained.

Who is Meng Xinghe?

"Why do you always pick on other people's roofs in the middle of the night?"

Song Xijiao glared at him discontentedly, then turned to look at the swordsman, airway.

"Did you find him?"

The swordsman held the tea bowl and drank tea, pretending not to hear.

"Hum! No wonder you have suddenly become so honest from just now on. When we say bad things about Meng Xinghe, you speak most vigorously. "

"Poof!"

The swordsman spurts out a mouthful of tea and stares at Song Xijiao discontentedly.

"Well, don't injustice good people. When did I say bad things about general Meng?"

When song Xijiao saw him nervous, she laughed triumphantly: "who said that mengxinghe sword technique is only suitable for marching and fighting. If you really choose one, it may not be your opponent?"

Meng Xinghe jumped down to the ground and walked in front of them. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but pick his eyebrows: "Oh? I choose one, not necessarily your opponent? What do you want to try? "

“……” This is song Xijiao's hate.

"General, don't listen to the little girl's nonsense. It's just my crazy talk after drinking. The general must be looking for Miss Song. I won't disturb you, please."

With that, he winked at Zhao Jie and left the yard with him.

Under the cool moon, only Meng Xinghe and song Xijiao look at each other.

Song Xijiao was shocked by Meng Xinghe's burning eyes. She quickly turned around and did not understand: "you are so late. Why do you come to me all of a sudden?"

"I want to come to you in the daytime, but can I find you? Let Chen Yu come to invite you, three please five please do not see you, I have no other way but to visit late at night. "

His voice suddenly changed a little low and lonely, make song Xijiao some embarrassed too fierce.

"I have been very busy these days. I have to go to see a doctor tomorrow and deal with school affairs. When I'm free, I'll find you."

"When you're free, I'll be gone."

Meng Xinghe looks at Song Xijiao with hesitation and uncertainty in his eyes.

"Xijiao, in another two days, I will ask my class teacher to return to Beijing. Are you really not going with me?"

Song Xijiao shook her head and said, "I'm not finished here. Even if I'm finished, I won't go to the capital."

"Where are you going? Are you going back to Jinzhou? Jinzhou, you have no relatives, the sheriff no longer helps you, your bamboo paper farm has Ling Ziqing to help you look after, no longer need you to control. There is no place for you in the world except here, but this is not a place to stay for a long time. "

Meng Xinghe talked with song Xijiao in such a sincere tone for the first time. Even he was not used to it. However, he did not know how to take his girl away.

"Xijiao, come with me. I promise you, even when I get to the capital and the emperor's feet, I have many ways to protect you and will never let you suffer any injustice.As for the prince, I will fight with him to the end, and will never give you to him. I will be good to you all my life, only to you. "

This is not the first time that Meng Xinghe shows his intention to song Xijiao, nor is it the first time that song Xijiao refuses her. It is the first time that song Xijiao feels that if she refuses, it is so difficult to speak.

Because Meng Xinghe has done too much for her, even openly contradicting the emperor. Sooner or later, these things will spread to the capital. When he returns to Beijing in such a state, you can imagine how his royal highness and ministers will crowd him out.

In addition, the running dog is very good.

His mission as a general has ended, and his military power is bound to be taken back by the crown prince.

At that time, he will be hit hard.

But she could not be with him at that time

Song Xijiao looked at Meng Xinghe with some sadness. Although her heart was full of guilt for him, she did not avoid his eyes. Instead, she looked directly at him, facing his affectionate black eyes and spitting out cruel words of refusal.

"Meng Xinghe, every word I said in the past is sincere. I have no love for you. I don't have it now, and I won't have it in the future.

I don't want to go with you and marry you. It's not because you are a general, nor because I don't want to go to the capital. It's because you are Meng Xinghe, and I only have friendship with Meng Xinghe. Do you understand? "

“……”

Meng Xinghe's eyes are shaking and his pupils are shaking in disbelief.

"Are you serious when you say these things?"

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He clenched his fist hard, and his back teeth were biting hard.

Song Xijiao nodded gently, did not move her eyes, forced herself to gaze at him: "yes, every word I say is from the bottom of my heart, there is no lie, I can swear to God."

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