Song Beiyun

"Donkey, donkey meat! Meat from the sky, donkey meat from the ground."

Dragon meat is definitely not something to talk about. After all, it is a taboo. It doesn’t matter if you drink, drink, and eat meat in the Buddhist land, but you can’t mess around with this taboo, and you can’t cause yourself strange troubles just to pretend to be coercive.

And just at this time, Xiaoyu came back from the outside, his body was very wet, it seemed that he was terribly cold outside, even his lips were a little purple, but he looked normal.For this alone, Song Beiyun really admired his mental fortitude.

"Come quickly, I'm just waiting for you." Song Beiyun gave up his seat: "Come, come, eat some meat and drink some wine to warm up."

Xiaoyu was a little apprehensive, but seeing Song Beiyun like that, he sat down in embarrassment, and then saw Song Beiyun filled him a bowl full of meat and a bowl of warm spirits: "Eat quickly , Thank you for your hard work today."

Xiaoyu looked at him in surprise, lowered his head and didn't speak, but started to eat desperately, but just eating, his eyes became blurred.

After Xiaoyu finished eating the first round, and his face and lips returned to blood, Song Beiyun said while scalding the vegetables, "Have you found out about the Queen Mother's movements?"

Xiaoyu looked up and looked around, a little afraid to speak, but Song Beiyun waved his hand: "It's okay, everyone here is going to be beheaded, there is no taboo."

Yan Shu almost spit out his drink with a sip: "I...I was wronged."

"No, you are not wronged, you deserve to die." After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he nodded to Xiaoyu: "Say it."

Xiaoyu was a loyal narrator, he told about the secret rendezvous between the Queen Mother and the King of the North Courtyard, including the content of the conversation.

"In the end, they started to chirp, chirp, chirp, tut, tut, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Xiaoyu said these things with a pure face, he didn't feel anything wrong, Song Beiyun also listened to it with relish, and Yan Shu also listened to it with relish, but the girls couldn't stand it anymore, except Zuo Rou His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and even Jin Ling'er, the princess of Huang Duanzi, couldn't stand the stimulation.

"Afterwards, I saw that they were quiet, so I came back." Xiaoyu thought for a while: "It's half an incense stick, maybe it's not yet."

"It's not even half a stick of incense, isn't it a little short?" Song Beiyun ate a mouthful of meat with his feet crossed: "If it were me, it would take half an hour. Right, sister Qiaoyun."

"Go!" Qiao Yun blushed and shouted angrily: "No nonsense..."

"Now is not the time to talk about the merits, the point is that the Empress Dowager is really like that Khitan man..." Jin Ling'er cupped her face, "Aiya...this is a big deal."

"This matter, just satisfy a curiosity and it's over. You can't tell the outside world." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "I'll just come here to collect materials on the spot. When the time comes, they'll be done with disgust. We can't get evidence , it's all nonsense unless they do something out of the ordinary."

"Isn't that out of line?" Jin Ling'er was full of surprise: "The Empress Dowager Tong Liao."

Song Beiyun laughed: "It's the Empress Dowager Liaotong."

This sentence made people feel confused at first, but Yan Shu realized it in a blink of an eye. He covered his mouth and laughed, and the second person who realized it was Jin Ling'er. Her already slightly drunk face was even more delicate. Pretty and cute, she threw what she had at Song Beiyun at Song Beiyun: "I hate it..."

After that, Qiao Yun and Qiao Qiao gradually understood, but Zuo Rou's eyes were full of confusion and question marks, and she didn't know the difference between Queen Mother Tongliao and Queen Mother Liaotong at all.

"Of course it's not out of line. They are doing some messy things in this fair place. You can't find evidence, and you can't tell what's wrong. And what's the difference between us and them? Tell me, one is about to get married The daughter of the Duke, a princess of the Song Dynasty who is about to call in a son-in-law, came to this place and followed a man disguised as a woman. Can you make it clear? Everyone is not clean, so there is no need to bother." Song Beiyun explained carefully Get up: "After all, killing an enemy by one thousand and harming one thousand by oneself is not a fool's job."

Yan Shu pointed at himself frantically: "I, I, I, I am also a man."

"Give me the beauty of the country." Song Beiyun pushed his head away and continued: "We just sat down that the two of them really have something to do, so what will happen after that? In fact, we have a direction, right? This is our A card in your hand, but it must not be used as a hole card, because it cannot stand scrutiny."

Jin Ling'er nodded again and again: "What should we do after that?"

"Keep pretending. It's best to have a chance encounter. Let's see what happens." Song Beiyun tapped on the table lightly: "Let's continue to drink, there is still a long time, we can't kill them."

Early the next morning, the wind stopped and the snow stopped, and the sky became sunny, but it was a little colder.Yan Shu just woke up when he found Song Beiyun walking in from outside. He asked in a daze, "Where did you go this morning?"

"It's early in the morning? It's almost noon. Pack up and have a vegetarian meal. I heard that the vegetarian meal in Baoen Temple is a must."

Putting on women's clothes again, Song Beiyun and the others went to join Jin Ling'er and the others. Everyone drank a little too much at night, and they all got up late today by coincidence.But the girls arrived before Song Beiyun and the others, and they sat in the hut and began to make up each other, but they all felt that Jin Ling'er was a little restless today.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? See if you're sitting or standing."

Zuo Rou walked over and patted Jin Ling'er's buttocks, but just this slap made Jin Ling'er jump up, she clutched her buttocks and fell sideways on the mat, screaming.

"I'm afraid it didn't cause hemorrhoids from drinking yesterday." Zuo Rou scratched her chin and muttered, "If you can't drink, don't drink."

But at this time Qiaoyun came over and helped Jin Ling'er up, leaned into her ear and whispered something in her ear, Jin Ling'er blushed and bit her lip and nodded lightly, Qiaoyun smiled and whispered again. After saying a few words, he helped Jin Ling'er out and came to her and Qiaoqiao's room.

Zuo Rou looked at Qiao Qiao who was drawing her eyebrows, and asked blankly, "Is Jin Ling'er really having hemorrhoids?"

Qiaoqiao turned her head to look at her, and smiled softly: "You will be like this someday if you don't keep it together."

"That's impossible. I'm different from her. I practice martial arts every day. How can I be the same as those of them who sit around all day."

"That's it..." Qiaoqiao chuckled lightly: "Perhaps it has nothing to do with practicing martial arts or not."

After a while, Song Beiyun and Yan Shu came in dressed as their daughters, with fox fur cloaks on their bodies. Song Beiyun looked around: "Where are the two of them?"

"Let me tell you, Jin Ling'er has hemorrhoids." Zuo Rou said cheerfully, "Hahaha, you don't know how she walks in the morning, it's ridiculous."

Yan Shu turned around and said silently, "Don't listen to indecent words..."

"Oh, you can do it." Song Beiyun hooked Zuo Rou's neck: "Why are you so happy when someone is not feeling well?"

"It's not that I'm happy, it's just that it's not surprising to have hemorrhoids for such a person who doesn't distinguish between the five grains and the four bodies and doesn't work hard."

When Jin Ling'er came back, although her walking posture was still a bit strange, it was not as awkward as before. Qiao Yun should have given her some medicine.Song Beiyun stepped up to support her, and asked in a low voice, "How about...you just rest here, and I'll bring you the food?"

"Dead thing, dead thing..." Jin Ling'er hit him twice: "It's all your fault."

"Everyone blames me." Song Beiyun sighed, "Who knew you were so delicate."

At this time, Qiaoyun stepped forward, cast a reproachful look at Song Beiyun, tiptoed to his ear and said, "You can't treat the princess as me. I practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my physique would be much stronger."

"I know I'm wrong..." Song Beiyun squeezed Jin Ling'er's hand distressedly: "You rest, I'll get you some food."

Chapter 217: How deep is the sunny courtyard on November 11

The unique caves in this ancient temple in the deep mountains are actually very relaxing. Walking in the snow-covered forest trails, there is quite a kind of fun of stepping on the snow to find plum blossoms.

"Ashu, how many days have you been away? I'm afraid you have."

Yan Shu, who was eating wheat cake, didn't react immediately when he heard Song Beiyun's words. He continued to chew the cake for a while before he said, "Why are you saying such things all of a sudden? Are you sick?"

"You have to get used to the role in advance, your grandma. If you suddenly ask at that time, you won't be out of control." Song Beiyun gritted his teeth and said, "Look at the way you walk, you look like a dog scholar who is used to brothels."

"Then what should I do?"

"Get flirty! Get flirty!" Song Beiyun patted his ass: "Look at me, I have to twist back and forth, do you understand?"

Yan Shu pointed to Zuo Rou who was walking and practicing plum blossom piles in front of him, and remained silent.

"Can't you learn from Hao?" Song Beiyun held Qiaoyun and Qiaoqiao's hands: "Look at how they walk. What do you learn from a monkey?"

Yan Shu scratched his head and began to imitate Qiaoqiao and Qiaoyun's gait. He walked forward with three swaying steps, but no matter how awkward he looked, he lacked the gentle swaying posture of a girl, and he felt that he was not the same Having the same hands and feet is already a great improvement.

"Speaking of which, Miss Zuo practices martial arts all day, is she a master?"

"She's a fart." Song Beiyun looked at Zuo Rou, who was bouncing in front of him: "She... well, let me tell you like this, Qiao Yun practiced martial arts with real knives and guns, and I was kicked out by my master when I was young. The duck was forced on the shelf, that guy practiced martial arts...he bought the martial arts cheats at a street stall. Sister Qiaoyun, how much did that guy spend on that Dharma Yijin?"

"Eighty guan." Qiaoyun covered her mouth and said happily, "I paid back the price, but it was supposed to be a hundred guan."

"It is claimed to be the secret of Tianzhu, and then she practiced it for seven years." Song Beiyun spread his hands: "Just such a person, what kind of magic do you expect her to practice?"

"That's really deceiving." Yan Shu pondered for a moment: "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that there is a devil like you behind her. If it were another woman, what kind of ghost would she be if she couldn't keep it all together?" Yan Shu sighed, "The world is missing a strange woman."

In addition to being a troll, Yan Shu is also a top-notch onmyoji, who is best at speaking with yin and yang. I don't know if this sentence is good or bad. Anyway, it makes people feel uncomfortable and it's over.

Apart from Jin Ling'er, a group of people soon came to the dining hall of Baoen Temple. The fast food in this place is famous for its exquisiteness, and it can be said to be famous all over the world. Many poets in the previous dynasty left poems for the fast food in this place. The surroundings of the dining hall are also plastered with famous writers' brushes and inks, which looks rather grand.

And when they stepped into this place, the Zhike monk immediately came forward to greet a few people to sit down. Anyway, the people who can come to this place are either rich or noble people. They didn't even ask about their status, just asked a question "Do you want to eat?" After that, they began to discuss.

Song Beiyun has heard of the exquisiteness of the vegetarian food in this place, but today he has a new understanding of how exquisite it is. If the tofu is not mentioned, it will make people think it is stewed meat. Not only the shape but also the taste It is almost the same as the taste, and the bowl of soup, which is as light as clear water, is full of flavors after a sip. Even the rice is tribute rice shipped from Jiangxi, with a strong fragrance and strong taste.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." Song Beiyun held the bowl and shouted three times: "It's really amazing to be able to make vegetarian dishes like this."

"That's natural. You don't even look at who used to eat here." Yan Shu sighed, "One serving of this kind of meal is probably the ration of ordinary people for one month. It's really a rich man who stinks of wine and meat and freezes to death." bone."

"Why do you care so much? You have vested interests. You should support privileges." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Your position absolutely does not allow you to sympathize with the people at the bottom, do you understand?"

"But isn't the vision of our generation just to cultivate one's morality, regulate one's family, rule the country and the world?"

Song Beiyun shook his head and said: "That's your dream, not mine. My dream is to improve the fate of the lower class while making myself comfortable. People with vested interests are not qualified to speak for the lower class. You want to understand Discuss this matter with me later.”

Yan Shu frowned, and put down his chopsticks: "That's not right, even if it's a prince or general, what's wrong with being compassionate?"

"You are eating meat, roasting on fire, playing with women, and walking with dogs. What right do you have to tell others that the people are really pitiful, and I want to benefit them. Doesn't your mother fart?" Song Beiyun also put down his chopsticks: " When will you let go of your own interests and stand among the majority of people, eat chaff and eat naked, will you be qualified to say that I want to change the world, and those with vested interests will stand in the perspective of looking down, You tell me that you are in peace with the world? Do you think it is appropriate? Sitting here with your ass, how can you make people believe your words? What will the final result be? Of course, it is a different batch of wine and meat, and another batch of frozen dead bones. Understand ?"

Yan Shu felt that it was reasonable but also that it was unreasonable. He secretly got angry and snorted softly, "Then according to you, the poor should be poor, and the poor should be poor?"

"Hi." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "You misunderstood my meaning. I don't mean not to let you do anything, but to let you stop thinking about the problem from the perspective of frozen bones, and to let you think of it from the perspective of wine and meat. Think about it, you are a scholar-official class, your resources can do a lot of things, if you want to change the world, it is not as simple as overthrowing it and subverting it, you can build a tall building, you sit on the upper floor and continue to enjoy your wine and meat, while the lower floors However, those people from the hut also moved into the mansion. The high platform educates and enlightens all things. What you have to do is not to subvert the era, but what you have to do is to let the people below see you without fear or cursing. , no longer trembling, but can straighten his chest and shout out 'one day I will be like this'"

Song Beiyun tapped his head with chopsticks: "There is a saying, the people have faith, the country has strength, and the nation has hope. This is what you, a scholar-bureaucrat, should do instead of lamenting that his mother's rich family smells like wine and meat. .”

"well said!"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside, and Song Beiyun was startled. Then he saw the King of Nanyuan striding in from outside. He looked around, and then his eyes were directly locked on Song Beiyun. After watching for a while, his face His expression looked like he wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to laugh out loud.

Feeling his gaze, Song Beiyun quickly lowered his head, while the King of Nanyuan couldn't help laughing when he saw him like that, went to the next table and sat down, ordered the monk to serve, but didn't say a word.

After the food was ready, the King of the South Courtyard was not in a hurry to eat. He just looked up at Song Beiyun who was closest to him: "My girl, I see that you look familiar, but you have a brother who knows how to look at bones?"

"Why bother..." Song Beiyun sighed, "Why bother, my lord."

The King of the Southern Court finally couldn't help laughing, and didn't ask Song Beiyun why he was here, he just shook his head and smiled: "What you said just now is very bold, if one day you want to travel around the world, don't forget Go to Liao Kingdom to take a look."

Song Beiyun smiled wryly. The discussion with Yan Shu was too passionate just now, and he forgot his daughter's identity. Now it's all over... It's embarrassing for someone to see through it.

"The lord is so elegant, and you are here to enjoy the snow today?" He thought for a while, and then began to find something to say: "Don't you want to laugh at me, the lord. This is also forced and helpless. The girl is a good friend, and I want to use her name to come and have a look, I am born to be delicious, and I heard that the fast food in Baoen Temple is the best in the world, so I got this crooked idea."

"No problem." The King of Nanyuan nodded and said: "If it is reported that Ding Guogong's daughter and the man entered the temple together, it would be an unbearable thing. This king understands, so there is no need to elaborate."

Zuo Rou raised her head: "Isn't it over for me if the news spreads now?"

The King of the South Court laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I'm not that talkative person, I just feel a little emotional when I look at these young people. I think I was a lot more ridiculous than you when I was the same size as you."

It seems that this guy is quite straightforward, whether it is genuine or fake, at least the few of us have no problem with him on the surface, and Song Beiyun only told Zhao Xing that he is a Han, and Zhao Xing would not think about it. It was easy to reveal to the outside world, so the king of the Southern Court also inherited Song Beiyun's affection.

"How long does the prince plan to stay on the mountain?"

"Hmm." Hearing Song Beiyun's question, the king of Nanyuan was silent for a moment: "Let's worship the Buddha for seven days. I heard that there will be many noble families here tomorrow to enjoy the snow and worship the Buddha. We will join in the fun."

Ah... yes!Last night, Jin Ling'er told Song Beiyun about this matter. When the snow falls, the Baoen Temple will become extremely lively. Most of the famous families and princes and generals in Jinling City will come to enjoy the snow and have a rest. There are poems and essays to praise.And I heard that every time like this is a good opportunity for the young masters and ladies to see each other, so the people who come every time are mostly young people.

Think about this place...

Originally, the degree of social openness in this era was relatively high. Song Beiyun felt that the degree of openness of the Song Dynasty he lived in was definitely higher than that of the Tang Dynasty. Thinking of the absurd stories of the previous dynasty, this era would only be better than blue.In such a social atmosphere, coupled with the unique geographical environment here, who knows how many wild mandarin ducks will sleep and fly here, and who knows how many green hats will be worn on the heads of honest people.

Song Beiyun felt that he might have come to a first-class and hidden place in the world, but if he wanted to come now, the Empress Dowager and the King of the Southern Courtyard were probably really planning to fish in troubled waters.

There are guards outside their courtyard, and unless there are professional players like Xiaoyu, no one will be able to approach them, so this may seem noisy, but it is the safest place for them.

It's so calculating... Song Beiyun nodded again and again, thinking that the king of the South Courtyard was probably talking about this aspect with the empress dowager's servant that day, so thoughtful.

Having figured this out, when Song Beiyun looked at the King of the South Courtyard again, he felt that there was a touch of tacit understanding between the two of them.

Sure enough, after eating, Song Beiyun took the initiative to bid farewell to the King of the South Courtyard, and then the two of them did not say a word, and went back in their respective directions as if nothing had happened.

Back at Jin Ling'er, Song Beiyun distributed the food he brought to Jin Ling'er and the little fish who served her, and then he sat beside Jin Ling'er's bed while feeding her and said, "I was killed by the King of the South Yard." Found."

Jin Ling'er opened her eyes: "And then?"

"He didn't seem to have any intention of causing trouble, so he just pretended he didn't see it, and left after eating." Song Beiyun pursed his lips: "Well, this guy is hard to deal with."

Jin Ling'er thought for a while: "It's okay, you just say that you came with Zuo Rou, we agreed on a countermeasure early in the morning, and I just say that I didn't know you and Xiaoyan were men. "

"I think something's going to happen." Yan Shu leaned on the porch outside, frowning.

"What do you think?" Song Beiyun glanced back at him, "Why are you talking all day long?"

"You have to know what the king of the South Court of Liao Dynasty is here for. He is here to make good friends with Song Dynasty." Yan Shu analyzed carefully: "But don't you think it's too smooth?"

Song Beiyun scratched his head: "It's okay, what's wrong?"

"As far as I know, there are two factions in the Liao Kingdom, the main warlord and the two factions, who are fighting fiercely. The King of the Southern Court is probably the main peace faction. If something happens to him when he comes to Song, what do you think will happen?"

"Let's go to war." Song Beiyun said without hesitation: "He is the king of the South Courtyard, the Taibao of the eldest prince of the Liao Kingdom. If something happens to him here, the result is not to worry about. And the eldest prince of the peace sect may also... But why are you so sudden? explain?"

"You always say that I have the talent of a prime minister. I always feel that being a prime minister does not require much talent. If you want to be a prime minister, you must have the ability to be meticulous. When I went to enjoy the snow yesterday, I saw many monks from the Liao Kingdom came to Baoen Temple , I thought it was nothing before, it was just wandering monks from the Liao Kingdom, but today I heard that the King of Nanyuan sincerely admired your words, and I thought that things might not be that simple."

Song Beiyun fed Jin Ling'er and said, "Go ahead."

"Since the beginning of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, there have been rumors of reforms, but as you said, reforms are like breaking ice on the water in nine cold days. This is the case in the Song Dynasty, and it is also the case in the Daliao Dynasty. It can be seen from the presence of the King of the South Court here that the reform of the Liao Kingdom has already begun, but those conservatives want them to die." Yan Shu said in a deep voice: "In the past, the King of the South Court lived in Honglu Temple and was heavily guarded. But now he Come to this place, if you are one of those keepers, what will happen to you?"

Song Beiyun's eyes suddenly lit up: "Someone is going to assassinate the King of the South Courtyard!"

"What I'm most afraid of is not that he will be assassinated." Yan Shu sighed.

Song Beiyun's expression also became serious: "It was on the bed of the Empress Dowager Song that someone skewered her!"

Yan Shu was noncommittal, but Song Beiyun got up immediately: "Little fish!"

"Master Song." Xiaoyu took a step forward: "Please tell me."