Song Beiyun

The girl in white was also a little restless: "It's really annoying... When I get back to the capital, I want him to look good!"

As for Song Beiyun, after arranging two yards to watch from outside, he went back to the inn, cleaned it up a bit, and then lay on the bed. Thinking that the evil beast Yan Shu was having a good time there, he couldn't help but sighed, and then turned the page. He got up and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, when it was just dawn, he was called up by his subordinates, saying that everything was done.He quickly got up and came down, seeing the carriage parked below with its windows covered with paper, he went up to check it, nodded and said, "How many corpses?"

"Six."

"Okay." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "At that time, I will invite credit for the brothers from the Queen Mother and the official family."

"Thank you Master Song." The yard said with a smile on his face: "Since Master Song came, the brothers all said that life is much more comfortable."

"Of course." Song Beiyun patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, pick him up."

So a group of people walked in the direction of that family again, and after arriving outside, Song Beiyun still walked in alone.

Someone got up inside, it was the girl in white, she gave Song Beiyun a vicious look, and turned her head away to ignore him.

"Morning." Song Beiyun came forward and greeted with a smile: "Go and clean up, I'm going back to Beijing."

"After returning to Beijing, let's see how I deal with you." The little girl in white made a face at Song Beiyun with her teeth and claws open, "Let you know how powerful I am."

"Okay, welcome anytime." Song Beiyun walked in front of her with his hands behind his back, bent down and whispered in her ear, "You may not know me well, but I'm a hungry ghost, you still have some pretty looks , be careful."

The little girl was startled and shivered at that time, and she took several steps back, while Song Beiyun laughed and turned around and left.

Walking to the back hall, Song Beiyun kicked open the door and saw that Yan Shu was still soundly asleep, but the Miss Zhao family next to her was covering her body with a quilt in horror and shyness and looked at Song Beiyun.

Song Beiyun just nodded to her, then picked up a cup of ice-cold tea on the table, lifted the quilt on Yan Shu's side, and poured a cup of water into it.

"Ow..."

Yan Shu jumped up right then, jumping around on the bed, but Song Beiyun gave him a disgusted look: "Stop throwing that thing away, pack it up, and go."

About an hour later, the convoy set off. The car containing the little girl, the car containing Yan Shu and Song Beiyun, and the car containing the dead body were so public that they wanted people to hold signs and flags.

"How about it? Fifteen thousand strings, is it worth it?"

"It's worth it." Yan Shu nodded again and again: "If there is another time, you can just ask the price."

"Okay, my old Song is innocent in business, and I will make you feel at home after taking your money." Song Beiyun crossed his legs: "After you go back, you send your little lady back first, and I will discuss it with you yesterday. Have you written down everything about her? Just say that she has been ruined by thieves, but you don't mind it at all, and say that you won't marry unless she is there."

"Understood." Yan Shu nodded: "But those girls are all arranged? They won't reveal their secrets, right?"

"Don't worry, they don't dare to talk to their family members about such things, they are ashamed to talk about it. And I have taught them how to say it."

"Oh, then what did you mean by taking someone to listen to the wall yesterday?"

"Hahaha, aren't you more energetic?"

Yan Shu pointed at Song Beiyun and said with a smile, "Haha, you are so bad that dirty water comes out."

"Each each other."

Chapter 230: How did Sunny, November 11th pass unanimously?

Jinling City has figured out a major event today, Prime Minister Zhao in the court hall, bearded and bearded, angrily denounced the White Lotus Demon Sect, and even brought a group of ministers and ministers there to denounce them angrily. It was only the Queen Mother's faction that advocated a thorough investigation, but now, for some reason, all civil and military officials in the court wore a pair of trousers overnight.

Zhao Xing almost couldn't bear the pressure to stop the behavior of the Imperial City Division, let alone add people to allocate funds, but today the wind direction changed suddenly, that is, those people who originally wanted to disband the Imperial City Division are now proposing to increase the number of the Imperial City Division. The scale of the city division is also proposed to allocate funds to the imperial city division.

In the end, under Zhao Xing's reluctance, the Ministry of Households allocated 200 million yuan to the Huangcheng Division, and the Ministry of Officials also allocated 500 people to the Huangcheng Division.

And Zhao Xing didn't even know what Song Beiyun had done, he didn't come to report, neither did Si Mingsi...

But when this happened, the Queen Mother was the happiest. Originally, the Secretary of the Imperial City was scolded all day long, but now she was treated with such courtesy. , Said that she herself took out another 50 yuan to subsidize Huangcheng Secretary, so as to help Huangcheng Secretary wipe out the white lotus monster in one fell swoop.

After the court, Zhao Xiang, who was going to Shangshu Province to deal with work, had no intention of doing anything, and returned home a little bit in a daze. When he thought of his daughter who was as beautiful as a flower at home being insulted by the thief, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, but at the same time He also secretly praised his own eyesight, he really did not misread Uncle Yan Tong, even though his daughter is a ruined flower, he is still steadfast even though he knows clearly, he should be a gentleman, a gentleman!

As a prime minister, he naturally has some concerns in his heart. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, he spent the whole night thinking about this matter. Presumably, he should have settled the marriage early. Seven days later, it will be a good day. He is now I have to go to the big medical officer to say goodbye, save those red tapes, and get things done quickly.

Compared with Zhao Xiang, the other bosses who lost the girl were secretly relieved. They were correct in their confessions. Without exception, they all said that the children in the family cried and said that the Zhao family sister was ruined by a traitor.

As for how and who ruined it, how can parents ask? The children are already frightened, so how can they persecute them.Besides, as soon as the children got home and took a bath, they all hid in the room and refused to come out or even eat or drink. This was obviously frightened.

If it wasn't for the person from the Imperial City Division to arrive in time, I would like to come... Sigh, I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it.

So today, when Prime Minister Zhao complained bitterly to the Bailian demon, all they could do was silently support them, and once these few people supported, the entire civil servant group would naturally follow the boss, so they overwhelmingly supported Prime Minister Zhao without exception.

As for this matter, everyone tacitly regarded it as a taboo, and no longer mentioned it or talked about it. Anyway, the rogues have all been executed, and according to the verification of Dali Temple, these people are indeed members of the White Lotus Sect.

Let's settle it, what else is there to say!

Just this morning, the Imperial City Division suddenly changed from a sluggish public enemy to the top priority of fighting bandits and chaos. They wanted money, people, and power.

"Miss Qing, eat something, if you don't eat, you will starve to death."

Miss Qing is the girl in white, the daughter of Zhang Shangshu's family. She is the youngest in the family and has four older brothers. She is loved by thousands of people, but now she is lying on the bed because of fright. It's been a whole day without drinking...

"You go out...I don't want to eat anything, you go..."

She drove her second brother out, and when she heard the door closing, she quickly hid in the bed, frantically stuffed meat buns into her mouth, and then drank a big mouthful of tea, when she heard footsteps outside, she Yaozi turned over and lay flat on the bed, posing as a dead person, staring dully at the small world above his head.

After the sound of footsteps passed, she began to binge eat again, and so on.The other girls were similar to her. Song Beiyun had explained that she had to pretend to be pitiful and miserable so that her family would not scold her.

"Little sister, big brother is here to see you."

"you go……"

"Little sister, it's okay, don't be afraid anymore, my brother ordered new clothes for you from the princess's cloth shop, come and wear them quickly, you also know that the clothes at that shop are expensive and expensive Get up quickly and wear it to show your brothers."

Miss Qing almost jumped up to try on the clothes, but in the end she held back, but she made a whining sound, which sounded a bit miserable.

"Okay, okay, Miss Qing has passed, I'll ask your fourth brother to take you out to play later, okay?"

go out and play!Miss Qing sat up, but quickly lay down again, and continued to remain silent...

At this moment, Song Beiyun is sitting in the imperial city yamen, drinking a bowl of cold medicine, with the income and expenditure table in hand, and a big box full of money beside him, while he is distributing mission subsidies and calculating With the total income this time, plus the cold, he can now be said to have a splitting headache.

"Meng Tieniu, come in."

After calling a name and giving the money to the person, he finally settled the money for the business trip. He leaned on the chair and rubbed his temples, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Master Song, if you are not feeling well, just go back and take care of it for a few days. If there is an important matter in the Imperial City Secretary, I will report to you." The thin relative next to him said obediently: "If you don't mind, I will A few days ago, I took in a concubine who was as beautiful as a flower, and I will pass it on to the lord, and it is also good to warm the bed."

Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Forget about your aesthetics." He bent down and took out a few hundred coins from the box and slapped them on the table: "I'll go back and rest first, you take the money and give it to the supervisor Brother, the supervisors have worked hard these days, and then you go to the account to pay ten pennies to buy two maids, I really don't want to see the faces of you stinky men all day long."

"Ai ai ai, let's go now, little one."

"Follow the public account. If the ten pens are not enough, you can do it again. Anyway, the appearance is better." Song Beiyun stood up, rubbing his head: "I'm going back now."

"I'm going to set up a sedan chair."

Master Ren's life is really good. Song Beiyun got on the sedan chair and returned home. After returning, he fell headlong on the bed because of the effect of the medicine. Qiaoyun came to investigate, but he pulled him away. On the bed, he fell asleep in his arms.

In the afternoon, his door was kicked open by Yan Shu, but he didn't wake up. Then, just as Yan Shu was about to splash him with water, Qiao Yun took him down and beat him on the ground.

"Sick?" Yan Shu rubbed Wu Qing's arm and looked at Song Beiyun on the bed: "Is something like a cow sick?"

"He hasn't had a good rest these days. He is busy every day until midnight, so he is prone to illness. If you dare..."

Qiaoyun glanced back at the scimitar by the bed, Yan Shu immediately trembled with fright, and exited the room resentfully, but Qiaoyun was worried that the dog No. Pick up the mandarin duck pillowcase.

Yan Shu didn't leave, he just walked around in the yard, he really wanted to discuss something with Song Beiyun, but Qiaoyun was not Zhao Yi, he couldn't beat him...

"Why isn't he awake yet?"

Qiaoyun raised her head and glanced at him, but continued to embroider without speaking. Seeing this, Yan Shu didn't dare to force her way, and just paced there with her hands behind her back.

At this time, Zuo Rou Qiaoqiao came back from shopping outside and saw Yan Shu walking around there, so she asked Qiaoyun, Qiaoyun said that after Song Beiyun fell ill, Qiaoqiao was the most nervous, and hurried to the kitchen to make porridge for Song Beiyun, But Zuo Rou laughed, took out a book of "Divine Art" from the small medicine bag and read it: "Let's see, it says that there is a kind of teaching method to cure diseases, so I'm going to give it a try."

"You might as well feed him Hedinghong to heal his illness and pass on his skills." Yan Shu smiled and said, "Princess Zuo is so funny."

Zuo Rou slowly turned her head to the side, squinting at Yan Shu: "Itchy?"

Yan Shu shook his head again and again: "Don't dare..."

But when the pretty meat porridge was ready, Song Beiyun woke up leisurely. After all, he was young. After drinking the medicine, he felt much lighter. He stretched his limbs, put on his clothes and went outside, looking at Zuo Rou was catching Yan Shu all over the yard. He lowered his head and glanced at Qiao Qiao: "What is this for?"

Qiaoqiao raised her head and glanced at him: "Oh, why did you come out, and you're not dressed well, go lie down on the bed, and I'll bring you porridge."

"No, what are these two doing?"

"Master Yan said something that made sister Rou angry, and sister Rou wanted to catch him and hang him on a tree."

"Well, let her hang up."

Song Beiyun turned around and went back to the room and sat on the bed. After a while, Qiaoqiao brought meat porridge and put it in front of him, while he sat on the side: "Why do you have to work so hard?"

"I don't want to, but there are so many things, what can you tell me to do." Song Beiyun sighed, "It's considered sick after staying up for half a month. It seems that I have neglected to practice for a while, and my kung fu has regressed. A lot."

"Waste it, let it be waste, take care of your body first."

Just as He Qiaoqiao was talking about her own words, Yan Shu suddenly rushed in sweaty, followed by the unrelenting Zuo Rou.

"Uncle, save me!"

Song Beiyun raised his head and glanced at him: "Who do you think I will turn towards?"

"Okay, Sister Rou, stop making trouble." Qiaoqiao stepped forward and hugged Zuo Rou: "Let them talk about things."

"After we're done talking, I'm going to hang him on a tree to dry today." Zuo Rou fanned himself with his hands: "I dare say my kung fu is as good as a monkey's, so daring!"

"Alright, alright..."

Qiao Qiao took Zuo Rou's hand and walked out, the voices of the two gradually faded away, Yan Shu finally let out a sigh of relief: "Xiang Zhao went to my house, and talked with my grandfather about the date of marriage, saying that we will get married in seven days? I……"

"Don't want to?"

"Some..." Yan Shu hesitated for a long time before he said, "It's just a little abrupt, and I feel a little uneasy."

"You just pull up your pants and think you're ugly?"

"That's not true, I just... I feel that if we get married, the good times will come to an end." Yan Shu sighed, "Forget it, let's make up for the sins we have done, and then see if we can make sister Yi more happy." Get some of her close friends to meet me."

"Bastard..." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "You look like a human being. But you came here just to tell me this?"

"Not only that. There is one more thing I want to tell you, that is, I heard that Prime Minister Zhao said that he wanted to install an adjutant in the Imperial City Department for the purpose of supervision, otherwise the Imperial City Department will become that giant in time."

"Okay, whatever you want."

"Guess who it is?" Yan Shu said mysteriously, "Guess well."

"Who? Don't guess, love to talk, don't tell."

Yan Shu silently raised his hand and pointed to his nose.

Song Beiyun coughed suddenly: "Aren't you going to be your master book?"

Chapter 231: On December 12st, Sunny Chaos Laughs at the Spring Breeze

The Deputy Commander of the Imperial City Division was sure to be Yan Shu, which meant that his life trajectory started to move in a more bizarre and weird direction from this moment.

Whether there will be a Prime Minister Yan Shu in the future, no one can say for sure.But one more cub, Yan Shu, was already a certainty.

According to him, when Zhao Xiang told him, he meant to make him a nail in the imperial city department, so as to prevent the emperor's mighty imperial city department from becoming uncontrollable in a short period of time. Live behemoth.

This operation is normal, and rights are restricted. After all, in places like the Imperial City Division, everyone with a little understanding knows what it is for. If it grows uncontrollably, it will eventually cause damage to the rights and interests of civil servants, and even personal safety. Generally speaking, the threat is to let Yan Shu restrain Song Beiyun's power expansion.

"When will you take office?"

"Tomorrow." Yan Shu said seriously, "It will come along with the [-] increase orders."

"Okay." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "I don't need to tell you what to do in the future, right?"

"That's natural." Yan Shu unfolded his fan, showing a faint smile: "But I still want to hear your thoughts, what are your plans?"

Song Beiyun sat on the bed, propped his hands on his knees, was silent for a while, then laughed and said, "Did I tell you before that all plans can't keep up with changes?"

"Yes, I'm not very embarrassed." Yan Shu also sighed and said, "How did you know that this was a mistake, and it turned out like this."

"No, no, no." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "The only thing I didn't count was that your woman took someone away from home. I was a little surprised by this link. After I took advantage of the trend, I actually counted that someone would come. As an adjutant."

"I just didn't expect it to be me."

"Hmm." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Actually, I already have an inch. If someone comes, no matter who it is, they must not be harmonious. I will lead the old man, and you lead the recruits. Even in private, they have to play tricks on each other."

"No, no, no..." Yan Shu shook his head and said, "Although I'm smarter than you, I'm not like a shady person like you. I can't do it, but I can't do it, can I?"

"You're afraid of a fart." Song Beiyun pulled the quilt over his body: "It's all insignificant things, just tearing each other down. But can it really be broken? Of course not, if you sue, I will sue, and if you trip me, I will also sue. If you make a stumbling block, it’s fine for the subordinates to be difficult for the subordinates. You have the support of Zhao Xiang behind you, and the backing of the Queen Mother behind me, the subordinates beat you, and the superiors beat you, who do you think is taking advantage?"

"My God..." Yan Shu looked Song Beiyun up and down: "Why are you so insidious? With your appearance, you look like a traitor."

"Are you going to do it or not?"

"Do it!" Yan Shu nodded vigorously: "What about after that?"