Song Beiyun

"My family is a girl after all, but yours. He has caused a lot of trouble since he was a child."

"Old man, naturally he should be pampered." Ding Guogong sighed: "Forget it, let's not mention him."

"Where's Rou'er? I haven't seen Rou'er for a long time."

"That girl...isn't something to worry about. She said that she didn't want to rely on her family and was going to wander the rivers and lakes by herself. Tell me, these two children..."

King Fu laughed loudly: "You and I have been soldiers and horses all our lives, but when we are old, we are devastated by this baby."

"If I had to choose, the old man would rather take my 36-jin saber and go to battle to kill the enemy. I would definitely kill the Khitan and Mongolian crap."

Fu Wang waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm old and old, you and I are already old, let the world be handed over to the younger generation. Don't talk about it, I have to go to the theater, return the picture to me."

"You're really stingy, don't worry, I'll find someone to make a rubbing copy and give it to you." Duke Ding got up and went out: "Shall I prepare food and wine for you tonight?"

"Premium wine and meat are served, if there is a trace of carelessness, this king will tear down your dilapidated house."

King Fu left with his guards, and Duke Ding took a look at the map: "Fang'er, come out."

Soon, the little father-in-law came out from behind the screen, waving his fan with a smile, "Father, according to reports from the spies, the person who drew this picture was Song Beiyun."

"Back then you only said he was clever." Duke Ding tapped on the table lightly: "But you didn't say he was so talented."

The little father-in-law tilted his head and looked at the map: "If you can attract King Fu, it seems that you are very short of people, Daddy."

Duke Ding frowned and stared, and the young man immediately took a step back, "It's the kid talking too much."

"Okay, let someone take good care of King Yan, and don't let the people in the court find out there. If someone leaks the news, they will be killed."

"Yes, Daddy. What about Song Beiyun?"

"Look, if you're really clever, you can find a way to stay by your side, but if you're a sour literati, don't worry about it." Duke Ding shook his head lightly: "Where's your bastard sister?"

"Sister is in the front hall, shall I call?"

"Tell her to roll over here."

The young man didn't move, but looked at Duke Ding with embarrassment on his face: "Father, it's not a child who is talking about you. You are so old, how long will you be angry with sister? How long can you be? She has a staunch temper, and you are also a staunch temper, the two of you have been at odds since I can remember, why bother? If it weren't for... sister is not your own child?"

"Bastard! Nonsense!!!"

"That's it. Since it's my own life, what kind of enmity is there? Why is this?"

"Heh, let's see if she still sees me as a father!" Ding Guogong was very angry when he mentioned his daughter: "Tell her to get out of here."

"Then you have to agree, this time you are not allowed to quarrel with your sister."

"Yes, yes, just let it go."

After getting his father's affirmation, the little father-in-law went to the front hall to call his sister to his father. Seeing her unwilling face, the little father-in-law sighed and said, "Don't provoke him anymore, this old man has a very weird temper. , it’s not like you don’t know, why bother.”

"It's still up to you, but I just don't like to listen to his nonsense, can't I?"

"Don't make trouble, you are my own sister. If it were someone else, I would make you hang from your neck." The little father-in-law raised his face: "Just give me some face."

"You?" The woman grabbed his face with one hand: "How much face do you have with me?"

"Oh... it hurts... it hurts... I was wrong, sister, I was wrong..."

The woman let go of her hand and sneered: "If you try to play tricks on me next time, I'll tear your mouth apart."

The little father-in-law rubbed his face and smiled wryly: "Sister, if you are like this, when will I have to carry you on the sedan chair?"

"I'm not going to get married." The woman stepped forward: "What does the old man want me to do again?"

The little father-in-law rolled his eyes: "It's a cliché."

The two entered the inner hall together. Duke Ding glanced at his two sons and daughters. Before he knelt down and said nothing, the young man rushed up and said, "Daddy, my sister brought you some food that you like on weekdays. gadgets."

As he said that, he took out a cloth bag from his arms. The woman next to him took a look and was stunned. She brought a fart...

He unwrapped the cloth bag, and inside were the candies he had taken from Song Beiyun a few days ago. He hadn't been willing to eat them these days, and now they put them all in front of Duke Ding.

Ding Guogong saw that it was sugar, he raised his eyelids to look at his daughter, and his expression eased a lot.But Zuo Rou slowly frowned after seeing those candies.

"Rou'er, you will be eighteen next year."

After all, it is his daughter, so what can happen if you continue to make trouble? Duke Ding slowed down his tone: "Your marriage contract with the Wang family..."

"Don't marry." Zuo Rou flicked her head, and her long ponytail swung from left to right: "Who cares about the Wang family and the Li family, I just don't want to marry."

"This matter is beyond your control."

Zuo Rou laughed softly, and gently twisted the ends of her hair: "I can't help myself with my own body? That's fine, I'll just find someone to give you a dark knot, and see if the Wang family is still alive. If not."

"You!!! Rebel!!!"

Duke Ding was so angry that he raised his hand to hit him, but Zuo Fang stood in front of his sister and blocked the slap. Although he received a solid slap, he still stepped forward and hugged Duke Ding's arm : "Daddy! Don't hit, don't hit!"

Duke Ding blushed with anger, pointing at Zuo Rou: "How dare you say such shameless words, see if I won't break your legs today!"

Zuo Fang stopped her father, while gesturing to her sister behind her back, Zuo Rou saw the familiar gesture, ran away, and escaped out of the yard in no time.

And the guards were all looking at the sky, when Zuo Rou ran past them, one of the guards said to the other: "He Da, the wind is so noisy today."

"Yeah, it's very noisy."

Zuo Rou, who ran out of the house again, was full of grievances. She walked on the street for a long time, and came to a tavern after being far away from home, sat down in it, and shouted angrily: "Little Er, Bring a jug of wine! And a whole duck."

Not long after the answer, the duck and wine came up, but just when Zuo Rou was about to serve the wine glass, a hand stretched out from behind her and tore off the duck's leg.

She turned her head to take a look, and then punched him without saying a word.

"Hey... just eat your duck leg, you won't do it." Song Beiyun sat beside her with a basket on his back and clutched his stomach: "Those who don't know think I touched your thigh."

"Go away, don't care."

"What's the matter? The head of the house." Song Beiyun covered his stomach with one hand, and then began to gnaw on the duck leg: "Who provoked you?"

Zuo Rou didn't want to mention those crap, but just waved her hand: "Xiao Er, another set of bowls and chopsticks."

Song Beiyun was also not polite, and immediately shouted: "A roast chicken, half a catty of mutton, I want mutton tendons, and I want to serve the fat ones. I'll overturn your table."

Seeing his appearance, Zuo Rou laughed without holding her breath: "It's only been a few days, why are you here again today?"

"Don't mention it." Song Beiyun looked helpless and took out the penicillin and aspirin that were delivered every month from his bag: "I was just going to send you the medicine. This is a four-month supply. Don't waste it."

"What are you going to do?" Zuo Rou took the bottle: "Four months?"

"Isn't this the state test in August? My Brother Yusheng will imprison me for four months."

Seeing Song Beiyun's dejected look, Zuo Rou actually laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay, stop laughing, okay?" Song Beiyun poured himself a glass of water and wine, took a sip, and then suddenly raised his head: "What are you doing here? This store is not cheap, it doesn't suit your style You have always been stingy, you must have done something shady."

"Fart!" Seeing his appearance, Zuo Rou was annoyed and funny: "Isn't I allowed to indulge a little bit?"

"Okay, okay, you indulge yourself." Song Beiyun stepped on the bench with one foot: "Anyway, you know where I live, and if you encounter any trouble, you can go find me yourself."

"Personally? Yoyo, you're so proud of yourself. Why don't you send someone there?" Zuo Rou rolled his eyes at him, "You're still pretty with your muddy legs."

Song Beiyun looked Zuo Rou up and down: "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever known so far, can you be a little girly, come on, come on, and become enchanting."

"Get out!" Zuo Rou waved his hand: "It's annoying just looking at you."

He followed her for a while just now, and saw her wiping tears secretly, but now it seems that she doesn't want to say why, since she doesn't want to say why, then let's not say it, even if it is between friends There is no need to make everything public.

"Hey."

Women are like this. When she has no appetite at all, she will naturally feel upset when she sees people eating delicious food. She yelled fiercely: "Song Beiyun!"

"What are you doing? Why don't you let people eat properly?" Song Beiyun held the duck leg with one hand and the chicken wing with the other: "Can you talk well? I won't ask you to hello."

"It's called Chu Yuxun, right? You've said it many times." Zuo Rou sighed and said, "Tell me, what if the family forces the marriage?"

Song Beiyun slowly tilted his head and narrowed his eyes: "Aren't your parents dead?"

Zuo Rou slapped herself on the face: "Resurrected."

"Your parents have resurrection armor?" Song Beiyun raised his legs and said, "Xiaoer, a top-notch daughter who is a top-notch girl is popular, and she won't give you money if she's not expensive!"

"you!"

Chapter 20, March 3th, Sunny, Shanyulouloulou

"I'll do the math for you."

Song Beiyun drank the most expensive wine, ate roast chicken and braised duck, raised his oily fingers and began to settle accounts for Zuorou.

"You told me you were a widow, so it must be."

Zuo Rou turned her head to the side, revealing an uncontrollable smile, with dimples and long eyelashes, and the spring rain outside the window as her background, as beautiful as a painting.

"Don't rush to laugh, you also told me that when you were a child, you brought your younger brother here to escape from disaster, and his younger brother was starved to death, right? You said it, right?"

Zuo Rou put one hand on the table, tilted her head and looked at Song Beiyun.

"And then told me that your parents starved to death during the locust plague, right?" Song Beiyun recalled carefully: "It's not over yet, there are only three. You also said that you were overwhelmed by bullies in your hometown and killed them." Bullies sneak out, right?"

Zuo Rou still didn't speak, just ate a piece of Song Beiyun's chicken.

"Don't eat my chicken!"

"I spent money!" Zuo Rou yelled, "Why are you like this?"

Song Beiyun straightened up and patted the table: "Hey! Interesting, why am I like this, have you ever thought about what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me." Zuo Rou snorted, "I will tell you if I want to tell you, and I won't tell you if I don't want to. Can you control me?"

"I should have drugged you, then stripped you and sent you to Chunlaiyuan. Your looks and stature are worth at least three hundred guan!"

"Fart!" Zuo Rou stared, "It's only three hundred guan? Who do you look down on, this girl is at least [-] guan."

"That's eight hundred."

Zuo Rou nodded slowly: "That's about the same."

Song Beiyun rubbed his nose: "Okay, anyway, I don't believe what you say anymore, and you don't talk to me in the future. I feel sick when I see you. You run the train with your mouth full, and you don't tell the truth."

"What kind of train is it?"

"Fuck your ass." Song Beiyun pointed to the food and drink on the table: "After this meal, our green hills will not change and the rivers will flow forever. The sky is high and the road is long, and the future is uncertain. You can take care of yourself and let's just say goodbye."

Zuo Rou looked at Song Beiyun's performance with her face in her hands: "Then what should I do if my family forces me to marry you?"

"Get married, you dirty bastard, having someone wanting you is already a blessing in your previous life, what else do you expect? Do you expect to be a queen?" Song Beiyun's wickedness was on Zuo Rou's lips On the body: "It's really good. After you get married, let my brother and I feel good, and you will be considered to have both filial piety and righteousness."

Zuo Rou was stunned for a moment, then blinked a few times: "Why do you want to get married?"

"You don't understand. When you are married, you are his wife. Is there anything better in this world than someone else's wife?"

"Hey!" Zuo Rou yelled, then laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, and kicked Song Beiyun's feet forcefully.

Song Beiyun gave her a blank look, and patted the mud on his pants: "Don't touch me."

"You asked me to marry just for this?"

"Otherwise? Do you think I'll keep you? What do I want for you? Oh, I want you to have a bad temper and fair skin?"

Zuo Rou's eyes lit up: "Really white?"

"The face is quite white, other places... you can look away from me."

Zuo Rou rolled her eyes, hooked her fingers towards Song Beiyun, and leaned towards him herself, and quietly pulled the neckline out with one finger.

"Ah ah ah...don't stop, hot eyes." Song Beiyun turned his head to the side: "Calm down."

Zuo Rou showed disdain: "I know you don't dare, stop talking nonsense, give me an idea, or I'll kick that stupid brother of yours out."

"You are not a gentleman. This has nothing to do with my brother." Song Beiyun rolled up his sleeves: "If you want to do such a thing, don't blame me for being so cruel."

"Am I a flower in your eyes?"

"Cowshit flowers." Song Beiyun scratched his head, "I said, why are you so invulnerable?"

Zuo Rou raised her brows: "Naturally, it came from her cultivation since she was a child. Hurry up and think of an idea for me, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel, and you will look after me then."

"Then you lied to me, what do you say?"

"I invite you to eat and drink."

"not enough."

Zuo Rou propped her chin and looked at him: "Then how about I kiss you?"

"Disgusting." Song Beiyun shook his head again and again: "Starting today, the price of medicine will increase by [-]%."