Song Beiyun, who was full of oil, was sitting there playing around, but Yan Shu suddenly pretended to ask, "Will you fuck me later?"

"You, you are the main player. I'm just a spectator."

"But I don't have that kind of ability to make a fuss, and I'm not tough enough. If I don't want to humiliate those fish and turtles one last time, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Yan Shu was talking worriedly, but what he was worried about was not whether he could win, but whether he could humiliate the opponent severely.

"Princess Ruibao." Song Beiyun raised his head, "You are so beautiful."

Jin Ling'er rolled her eyes and turned her head in one go. She was angry with Song Beiyun just now, because he was talking to Qiaoqiao and Qiao Yun the whole time, but he didn't talk to herself. If Jin Ling'er hadn't been on this occasion He had vented it a long time ago, and now he wants her to talk to Song Beiyun, but there is no way.

"Oh, don't ignore it." Yan Shu chased Song Beiyun and said, "You should think of a way to embarrass them once."

How else can we say that the heart of cultural people is particularly dirty? Yan Shu, who looks like a white-faced little scholar, is actually a top villain in his bones. If the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin jumped into the river to commit suicide tonight, he would be able to sing by the river Dancing and lighting candles to send off those who have traveled far.

"Come on."

Yan Shu winked, looking disgusting...

In the end, Song Beiyun couldn't bear the nausea anymore. He dipped his fingers in water: "Little prodigy, come on."

Yan Shu immediately cheered up and waited with a smile on his face.

Song Beiyun looked around, rolled his eyes, smiled, and muttered, "Yue Fei's words come out of Yan Shu's mouth, they have a special flavor."

"what?"

"It's okay." Song Beiyun coughed and began to write: "Burning with anger, leaning on the railing, the drizzle rested. Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, the ambition is fierce. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road clouds and moons. Mo Wait a minute, the boy's head is white, Kong is sad..."

Compared with the original word, Xia Que has some changes, but probably there is no change in the theme. It is full of enthusiasm, and it is not much different from pointing at the nose of a golden man. It tastes a little humiliating.

And it's killing two birds with one stone, scolding the Jin people and scolding the Liao Kingdom, even killing and beating, pointing fingers and cursing Huai.

"What kind of spirit! What kind of ambition! Read it, and you will be full of life!" Yan Shu clapped the table and applauded, then turned to look at the Jin Guo Mission: "Good words!"

Song Beiyun wiped off the water on the table with his hand, and scratched his chin lightly, feeling somewhat uneasy in his heart. After all, Yan Shu was originally a graceful school, but he turned into a bold school after going back and forth, then... a bit of a sinner for all ages The smell is in it, this guy is a treasure in the cultural world.

But thinking about it, it’s actually nothing. After all, history has undergone such a big change, and the future is still unknown, so let’s just leave it at that.

When it was time for a stick of incense, Yan Shu got up straight, and before he even waited for the lottery to come up with a question, he walked up to the Jin Guo Mission, opened his fan with a whoosh in front of that He Huan, and said loudly, "Brother He, it's been more than a year." No, it's a bit fatter."

He Huan got up, looked at the person in front of him who he had hated and read for many years, suppressed his anger, cupped his hands and smiled and said, "Isn't this Brother Yan, I never thought that I would see you here too .”

Yan Shu didn't answer, but just shook his fan lightly: "Brother He, this round won't be taking the troublesome questions, just as usual, you and I will each have a song, in all fairness?"

He Huan turned his head and glanced at the head of the group, who nodded slightly, and he naturally nodded in response. After hearing this, Yan Shu laughed again and said, "Brother He will invite you first."

He Huan had made preparations before. A divination operator can be said to be a good product, but it contained some private goods. The upper and lower parts separated the north and the south. The upper part praised Qiu Yan in the north, but the lower part was Taunting the songbirds of the south.

"Hi." Yan Shu turned his head and said loudly to the members of the Song Dynasty delegation after listening to the flick of the fan: "Did you hear that, people say that you are singing insects in the grass, thinking about singing every day but not seeing autumn, and lying about snow in winter. They are clear skies The swan geese, soaring high and flying to Lingxu Palace, will report the spring in the coming year."

When the little wind blows, the smell of gunpowder explodes at the scene. Who can bear this? All the talents of the Song Dynasty blushed and wanted to go up and argue, but Song Beiyun sat there leisurely. Holding Erlang's legs: "This guy, I'm afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

"Where did you pick it up?" Qiao Yun asked in a low voice, "This guy doesn't look like a good guy."

"He also said that I'm not a good person." Song Beiyun sighed, "Forget it, for the sake of the younger generation, Grandpa doesn't care about him."

And that Yan Shu sat down on the table of the Jin Guo Mission when the atmosphere was at its highest point, with his back facing the Jin Guo Mission and facing the talented Song Dynasty scholar, he began to read aloud the card "Man Jiang Hong" written by Song Beiyun just now .

This word is much more naked than the swan geese and autumn worms. It is the flesh of the barbarians and the blood of the Huns. The people of the Jin Kingdom Mission turned green when they heard it.

After Yan Shu finished reading, the head of the mission stood up and pointed at him and scolded him angrily, "Huangkou kid, how dare you!"

"Dare, of course you dare." Yan Shu patted his fan on his neck: "I not only dare to say it, but I also dare to do it. One day, if there is a chance, I will see you on the battlefield. Isn't it, Brother Beiyun."

Song Beiyun pointed at him from a distance and shouted with a smile on his face: "Little bastard, don't call grandpa brother, go back and grandpa will beat you to death!"

This time, it was almost simultaneously interpreted outside Tianshangfang. When the people heard this sentence, it was like striking a match and throwing it into a gunpowder barrel. In a short while, the entire Jinling Mausoleum exploded.

Chapter 189, October 10 Sunny Welcome, Two Male Guests

The noise in Jinling City was still going on, and it hadn't stopped since the phrase "see you on the battlefield".

It has been 15 years, and this is the hardest voice of the entire Song Dynasty. It is not only facing the Kingdom of Jin, which occupies the 13 states of the Song Dynasty, but also facing the Kingdom of Liao, which occupies the vast area in the north.

The sentence "Looking northward" is enough to ignite the depression in the hearts of the people who are fed up with the uselessness. They have no way to vent, and the only way is to light the firecrackers that only go off during the Chinese New Year, and Jinling City is full of joy.

And Zhao Xing, who was separated by a palace wall, obviously also heard the commotion outside, and he led the eunuch Wang up the palace wall, looking at the crowded crowd below, Zhao Xing asked curiously: "This is it? ?”

"Go back to the official's house, you should have won."

Zhao Xing smiled and covered his sleeves: "It's good to win, it's good to win. How long has it been since I, Da Song, won?"

The old eunuch didn't dare to answer and couldn't answer. He could still tell Zhao Xing, "Officials, we haven't won in 15 years, hehe", isn't this courting death?

"Ever since Uncle Fu stopped fighting, I, Song Dynasty, have never won a game. Today is not bad...not bad."

Zhao Xing seemed to be emotional, he stood there and laughed, then sighed quietly: "It's just for masturbation."

"Officials...the weather is getting darker and dew heavier, and it's time to go back."

"Well, let's go back. Tomorrow, I will call those talents to the palace, and I will reward them well."

"The old slave leads the order."

Just as they were about to go down, a little eunuch ran up slowly, and when he was going up the stairs, he dropped his knee and hit the ground on the ground, grinning his teeth in pain.

"You bastard, you're in such a hurry!" The old eunuch scolded angrily, "If you disturb Shengjia, you will be damned!"

"It's okay, I'm probably here to report a letter." Zhao Xing laughed: "Don't be so fierce and scare people."

The little eunuch first kowtowed to Zhao Xing to apologize, and then told the truth about what happened in the competition just now, and when the song "Man Jiang Hong" was read to Zhao Xing, he was obviously stunned, turned his head and leaned on the palace wall The railing looked out at the dark night sky.

"To start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers." Zhao Xing muttered this sentence repeatedly, with an inexplicable smile on his face, but his eyes were red: "It's good to clean up the old mountains and rivers, what else did they say?"

"Then Yan Shu said that he not only dared to speak but also dared to do it. One day he will meet the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin on the battlefield."

Zhao Xing took a few deep breaths, a smile appeared on his face, and he let out a long sigh: "Da Song's soul will not die in the end, but he is happy, and there will be a row in the hall tomorrow."

"The official family..."

"That's all." Zhao Xing waved his hand: "A young person should have the blood of a young person. If he wants to be happy, let him be happy. Let me resist those who are not happy."

Of course, this is not the whole report. It is said that when the Jin Guo Mission was leaving, someone threw things at them. Although the Imperial Army "fully" hunted them down, they still let people run away. The Jin Guo Mission is now talking to Hong Lu Si Cheng negotiated, hoping that Da Song could give an explanation.

"What about Song Beiyun? It seems he didn't do anything?"

"This poem was written by him...for Yan Shu to read." The little eunuch explained: "He also took the lead in insulting the Jin Kingdom mission."

Zhao Xing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily: "I knew it! I knew it! This guy is a bastard who is afraid of chaos."

"Officials, do you need this old slave to say hello to him? If you let this guy mess around, something will happen."

"How do you say hello?" Zhao Xing said to Eunuch Wang while walking back with the support of the little eunuch, "How long has it been since I have had such a flamboyant person since Uncle Fu in Song Dynasty? I am not afraid, but you are afraid of me." What? It's better to make it public, I, Da Song, have no way out. Tomorrow, I want to see this Song Beiyun and that Yan Shu."

"These two are not fuel-efficient lamps."

"Then I want to see how much fuel they can spend." Zhao Xing walked to the bedroom with his hands behind his back: "By the way, Wang Banban."

"The old slave is here."

"Tell me, what if Song Beiyun confronted the ministers for the last time?"

The old eunuch was stunned for a moment, and then said in shock: "Officials, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely... This son is still young, if he speaks abruptly, he may have a hard time."

"That's right, that's all. Let me do it."

At this moment, Song Beiyun and Yan Shu were surrounded by a group of people on the wine table, and they were drinking wine. Beipo looked extremely excited, not only because they won this game, but also because they gave the whole Song Dynasty a sigh of relief.

Not to mention, although Yan Shu disdained to be with these people, the atmosphere tonight was so good that Yan Shu couldn't help but drink a few drinks.

But at this moment, he was supposed to come out as a leader to express condolences to the prince of the Wang family, but he has disappeared. No one knows where he went, but he disappeared as soon as the show was over, but because his performance today is really disappointing. Just like a wine bag and rice bag, he almost didn't speak the whole time, and even when he was insulted by the Jin Kingdom mission, he always sat there as timid as a mouse and didn't move.

So even though he was not present, no one mentioned him, maybe because he was unhappy, maybe because he had a lot of complaints about him, anyway, even Beipo didn't take the initiative to mention the movements of the young master of the Wang family.

The focus of today's audience is Song Beiyun and Yan Shu. They were overwhelmed by the compliments. Naturally, Song Beiyun and this group of people were seamlessly connected. After all, they had been on a boat together, but Yan Shu obviously couldn't bear this kind of compliment. Just drinking in silence.

"Uncle Tong, you have made great achievements today, and the Linchuan prodigy really deserves its reputation." Beipo is obviously a courtesan. It makes people feel as comfortable as drinking a glass of cold sake during the dog days."

Yan Shu frowned slightly. He turned his head and glanced at Song Beiyun, then chuckled, "What kind of talent am I? This Song talent is the well-deserved No. [-] in the Song Dynasty."

"Oh! Nonsense." Song Beiyun slapped the table, "Why are you swearing?"

Yan Shu didn't realize it all at once: "Where did I curse?"

"You say that I am number one in the Song Dynasty. Isn't that just scolding?" Song Beiyun said impatiently, "Don't give me a bad temper, otherwise you won't have a place to redress your grievances if you get beaten up."

Yan Shu really can't do anything about this guy's ruffian. He has weighed Song Beiyun a long time ago. Among literati, this guy is probably the best at fighting. In the army, this guy should be my best at talking. Yan Shu feels that he He couldn't beat him, and according to his seniority, if he really beat him, then he really didn't even have a place to redress his grievances, and the beating was for nothing.

"All right, all right, I'm afraid of you." Yan Shu poured wine for himself: "I'm number one, am I number one?"

Beipo looked at these two people and found it very interesting. It can be said that they fought for the title of number one, but they seemed unwilling to bear the title.

But after thinking about it, Beipo felt that he was actually quite sad. Although he was known as the number one talented person in Luzhou, but now it seemed that he was more deadly than others. Whether it was Song Beiyun or Yan Shu, then To be qualified to be called a talented person, it depends on the way he lifts the weight lightly, and the gesture of Feng Ge laughing at Kong Qiu, this is a well-deserved talented person.

Beipo thought of the flattery that those doglegs praised him in the past, and now he feels ashamed and flustered when he touches it carefully. What's more, he once thought that he was really what those people said, and when he got up all day, he would be like the sun in spring and snow in the sky. It's ridiculous to be the only one in the underground!

"By the way, what about Mr. Wensheng?" Song Beiyun scratched his face and asked, "I haven't seen him since just now."

Beipo's face darkened at that time, but he couldn't say anything, but after adjusting his mood a little, he said with a smile: "Brother Beiyun, don't worry about it, Brother Wang probably went back because he was unwell. "

"It's not appropriate." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "He should be in charge of the overall situation."

Heh, this sentence is considered to have lit the powder keg. As soon as the talented people who represented the Great Song Dynasty heard the four words of presiding over the overall situation, they began to collectively bombard the young master of the Wang family with the help of some wine.

"Hmph, it's just him? It's just because of Wen Shenggong's reputation. Students, tell me, what did he do today? Drinking tea, watching a play, not saying a word. That's it? He also presides over the overall situation. If it wasn't for Young Master Song and Young Master Yan to rescue us today, I don't know how it would end."

A talented scholar from Zhangzhou said indignantly that his words resonated with many people at the same time, and many people began to echo him, just like the prince's criticism meeting.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of hand, Beipo quickly started to excuse Mr. Wang's family, but with little effect.

"Oh, a few days ago, I saw him go to the Wangyue Tower with a group of dandies. No one of the big guys knows what's in the Moon Tower, except for the prostitute and the elixir that makes people fascinated. Let me It seems that the grandson of Wen Shenggong's family is probably followed by those dudes to take pills, do you see his posture tonight, does he look like the one after taking pills?" A talented person from Luzhou got up angrily: "This kind of people Are you worthy of being a leader with me? Are you also worthy of letting me wait for you? Ridiculous! Shameful!"

When this matter was mentioned, the people around became energetic and began to inquire one after another, while Beipo sat there in embarrassment.

"Brother Beipo, is this... serious?" Song Beiyun frowned: "Didn't I tell him not to obey those things anymore? Why..."

"Alas..." Beipo sighed: "Who can persuade him to stay? Brother Wang's father left early, and he was the only grandson born in the family. A single seedling has been doted on a lot, and in the past few years, he has grown up. Shenggong is also almost an octogenarian, who can control it."

Song Beiyun shook his head silently: "This is really hard for a god to save."

Beipo looked up at the sky and remained silent for a long time.

Chapter 190: On October 10, Xiao Yu's homeland was unbearable to look back at Yue Mingzhong

"morning."

Song Beiyun sat up from the bed, looked at Yan Shu who was combing his hair while greeting him, and was stunned for a while.

"I definitely don't want to wake up in the morning and see something like you saying good morning to me." Song Beiyun looked at the clothes and found that they were intact: "Why are you in my room?"

Yan Shu sighed secretly: "When I woke up in the morning and turned my head to find that it was your face, I almost lost my mind. But fortunately, my clothes are still neat. I guess I probably drank too much yesterday."

Song Beiyun rubbed his head: "It seems to be true."

Don't underestimate low-alcohol wine, drinking too much is fatal. Song Beiyun drank with those talented people until dawn, and then they all seemed to be on the ground, not a single one was intact.

"Who brought it in for us."

Facing Song Beiyun's question, Yan Shu raised his hand. Song Beiyun looked over and found Xiaoyu leaning against the door with a gentle smile on his face.

"Little fish, come and give Dad a hug."

Xiao Yu wrinkled her nose and shook her head vigorously, then said: "Wang Daban said, you talented scholars will all have to go face to face with the saint tomorrow morning, today the emperor is very gracious and allows you to rest for a whole day."

"Mian Sheng..." Song Beiyun lay down on the bed: "It's boring."

"Even if it's tasteless, you have to go, otherwise you will be convicted of deceiving the emperor." Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Master Song, if you sleep well, get up and have lunch, I have already arranged it for you."

"Who is this little girl?" Yan Shu looked at Xiaoyu: "It's pretty good."

"He's a man." Song Beiyun got out of bed: "I'm going to wash up first."

But Yan Shu became curious about Xiaoyu, came to him and swayed left and right several times, and then was pushed to the ground by Xiaoyu.

When Song Beiyun came out, Yan Shu was begging for mercy. He tilted his head and looked at this fellow: "What are you doing?"

"I just look at him... just look at him!" Yan Shu shouted, "Don't press it, your hand will break!"

"Little fish, let go."

Xiaoyu listened to Song Beiyun's words very much, and immediately let Yan Shu go, and Song Beiyun sat down in front of the mirror, handed the comb to Xiaoyu, and said to Yan Shu: "He is a master at the inside, and within three steps he can There is no reason to press you, you don't know how to live or die."

Yan Shu sat there rubbing his arms: "What is your identity? How come there are big insiders guarding you?"

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