Song Beiyun

Now the Imperial City Office also serves lunch once a day at noon, and this meal has increased the attendance rate of the 70 people in the office.

"Wow... This small place actually has meat to eat! And these eggs." The little white rabbit looked at the meat and vegetables in the bowl, and asked in amazement: "Why do you still have this lunch?"

"I'm hungry." Song Beiyun took a sip of the free soup in the dining hall: "Besides, if you don't eat enough, why do you have to work?"

While talking, a courtyard walked past Song Beiyun after finishing his meal, bowed lightly and said, "Hello, Master Song."

"okay."

The little white rabbit's eyes followed this man for a long time, then slowly turned to look at Song Beiyun: "Why do they respect you so much?"

"This." Song Beiyun continued to eat, and looked up blankly after hearing the question: "I'm a Shangguan, isn't this a matter of course?"

"So that's how it is..." The little white rabbit shook its feet that didn't touch the ground, eating with relish, while thinking about the problem with a pensive face.

Song Beiyun really had a headache when he saw her. This is really the daughter of the future boss, so it's not easy to offend him. What he does every day is shameful. Now following such a small tail is really annoying.

"You said that you are only 14 years old, and you run around all day. Someday, you will be kidnapped and tied to the bed to give birth. What should you do?"

"Can't you have a baby without being tied up?"

Song Beiyun was silent for a while, and it took him a long time to straighten out the child's logic, and then he stopped thinking about talking to her. After all, the logic structure is different, so how could it be possible to communicate.

Song Beiyun used to think that she might be a miniature version of Zuo Rou, but now it seems that is not the case. They do have something in common, that is, their thinking logic is extremely unreasonable, but the difference is also very big, that is, Zuo Rou Rou doesn't use his brain, the kid likes to ponder.

She likes to ponder, is curious about the world, has chaotic thinking logic and is eager to learn. This kind of person is scary. She will regard some weird theories as her standard, and then walk on this road unswervingly all the way north, so Song Beiyun thinks that she Her three views are not so sound, so try to talk to her as little as possible, otherwise the ghost knows what kind of thing will appear in the future.

"Can you be my teacher?" The little white rabbit suddenly said to Song Beiyun in high spirits: "I have inquired a lot these days, and you are a famous talent. I want to study at home, but Daddy always doesn't like you." Invite me, sir, women are not allowed to go to school, I feel very depressed, why don't you come and teach me."

Song Beiyun continued to eat, pretending not to hear, but Miss Qing seemed not to hear, and continued: "I don't have any money for you, and my father won't give me any money. But I can trick some of my sisters into acquainting you , are all top-notch beauties."

Song Beiyun spit out the soup after taking a sip, and he quickly wiped his mouth: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"If it doesn't work, my family still has a cousin who lives in Ezhou and is beautiful. How about I introduce you to her?"

Song Beiyun finally couldn't hold it any longer. He raised his head and glanced at the Qing girl: "Tell me first, why do you want me to be your husband, why can't you find Uncle Yan Tong? He is a first-class talent in the world."

"No." Miss Qing shook her head and said, "I've thought about it, but after listening to him the other day, I thought about it carefully. That person is not a good person. Think about it, Sister Yi's figure is not even as good as mine, then Yan Shu can toss and toss back and forth like rammed earth, but if it were someone as beautiful as a flower and soft in body like me, he wouldn't be pushed on that table..."

"Pfft..." Yan Shu, who was eating and eavesdropping through a screen not far away, sprayed all over the table at that time. He quickly got up and ran out of the dining hall as if running away.

After Song Beiyun finished listening, he looked at this serious girl. She was really confident. The child's height was probably just over 1.4 meters, definitely less than 1.5 meters. Why is she so delicate?What's more, in terms of appearance, this girl who hasn't opened her eyes can only be said to be delicate, and she is far away from that beautiful and flowery girl. Zuo Rou was called beautiful and flowery when she was 14 years old, and she was called "one in a million", otherwise At that time, Song Beiyun would not have done the kind of thing that people would regret if they thought about it to a mentally retarded person...

"No, I'm not very knowledgeable..."

Just as he was about to refuse, a tall courtyard next to him trotted in, leaned into Song Beiyun's ear and whispered, "Master Song, the Empress Dowager sent someone here."

"coming."

Song Beiyun immediately got up and walked out, but the little white rabbit also wanted to get up and follow, but Mr. Song pointed at her and said, "It's business, don't follow."

"Oh……"

After finally getting rid of the little white rabbit, Song Beiyun breathed a sigh of relief. He was supposed to let him go to work before he finished his meal?Unless the Queen Mother came in person, he had to wait for him, but today was different. That annoying little thing had already brought Song Beiyun to the brink of collapse. He couldn't beat him, scold him, or scare him. It caused him such a headache that he was about to vomit blood, and when the Queen Mother's people arrived, it was tantamount to releasing Song Beiyun from the sea of ​​suffering.

When he came to the office, he saw a young father-in-law standing there with a serious face. When he saw Song Beiyun approaching, he didn't even turn his head. He just glanced at him, and then his jaw lifted: "Come on, Song Beiyun The Empress Dowager has something to tell you."

Song Beiyun sat on the chief officer's seat, squinted at him, and laughed softly: "My father-in-law, are you a celebrity in front of the queen mother?"

"Stop talking that nonsense, let you listen and listen."

Song Beiyun let out a cry, walked over and closed the door, walked up to the father-in-law with a smile, and put a hand on his shoulder: "This little father-in-law, do you know who I am?"

"Isn't it Song Beiyun? What's the matter? What do you think?"

"It's all right." Song Beiyun said with a smile as he moved the table and chairs to the side, and put all his glass cups and crystal cups on high places: "Little eunuch, are you a ninth-rank housekeeper? Do you know that I am a housekeeper?" A rank-six official?"

"so what?"

"hey-hey……"

Suddenly, the people outside heard screams and beatings, as well as the sound of crackling fists hitting the flesh. People passing by all stretched their heads to take a look, but everyone's eyes were also It's not surprising, after all, what kind of place is this?This is the Imperial City Secretary who cannibalizes people without spitting out their bones, not to mention screaming, even if there is a howling ghost, there is a way to turn it into a mother ghost Huaichun.

After a stick of incense, Song Beiyun moved the table and chairs back to the distance, put his cups and teapots on them, smoothed the rice paper on the table carefully, and took a piece of paper for practicing calligraphy to wipe the back of his hand Then he looked down at the little eunuch on the ground, still smiling.

"Little eunuch, what did the Empress Dowager ask you to say?"

The little eunuch was beaten with blood all over his face. He was lying on the ground like a dead dog. Hearing Song Beiyun's voice, he trembled all over. He climbed up tremblingly, stood with his hands down, and said submissively : "Too... the empress dowager said... said... said... don't pick things up but... but there is no need to be afraid... be afraid of things, just do what you want to do."

"Thank you, Madam, I would like to obey Madam's order." After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he tapped the little eunuch's head: "If Madam asks what's wrong with you, you can just tell me directly. But if you let me know, you will add fuel and vinegar, little thing. "

Song Beiyun patted his face and said with a smile, "I'll make your life worse than death, get out!"

The little eunuch left with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He walked all the way and cried all the way to the palace and came to the Empress Dowager. At this moment, the Empress Dowager just woke up from a nap. Seeing the little eunuch with a bruised nose and a swollen face was also funny. She raised her eyes, He chuckled lightly and said, "What's the matter? Was it trampled by mules and horses?"

"Empress Dowager... You have to be the master of this little slave! I went to pass on a message to you today, but Song Beiyun didn't know what to do, so he beat the little slave."

"Oh? Why did you hit you?" The Queen Mother asked with great interest, "Did you provoke him?"

"How dare Xiaonu provoke that Song Beiyun, he is so arrogant that he doesn't pay attention to the empress dowager!"

The Queen Mother thought for a while, then lay on her side on the bed: "Come here."

The little eunuch was overjoyed, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, but after several imperial court officials walked in, the queen mother swiped her fingertips: "Drag out, beat to death."

The people from the Imperial City Department were not joking, and immediately dragged the little eunuch out. How could the little eunuch, who was powerless, resist such a master, and immediately shouted with tears streaming down his face. It didn't help, the voice gradually faded away like this.

At this time, a court lady who had been serving the Queen Mother came forward and asked: "My Lady, why did the Lady punish him when he was beaten?"

"Hmph." The queen mother sneered: "This kind of people, sooner or later, will ruin my big business, bully others, regardless of priority, who is Song Beiyun? He is the most shrewd person in the world. He beat this person, just telling me In a word, this little thing can’t be left behind.”

The Queen Mother laughed lightly: "Do you know what Jin Lang said about Song Beiyun?"

"The slave does not know."

"Gongyun has great talents, is narrow-minded, shrewd and capable, and introverted." The queen mother said with a smile: "If this kind of person uses it well, it is a trump card. You say, because a slave who is not as good as a pig or a dog should punish him." Wouldn't that be ridiculed by others, and you can see how beautifully he has tidied up the Imperial City Secretary these days. Such people don't do stupid things, do you understand?"

"Your Majesty is wise."

After a meal of flattery, the Queen Mother smiled all over her face: "Come on, change my clothes. Go to Xing'er and talk about that Prime Minister Zhao covering the sky with one hand."

Chapter 234, On December 12rd, the ten fingers are clear, and the scales live in the building.

He personally sent Miss Qing who had sneaked out back to the mansion, and Zhang Li, the third brother of Zhang Qing who went out to greet Miss Qing, although he was polite, he also had a clear sense of alienation.

This is a normal person, and Song Beiyun doesn't blame him, because from his point of view, people like Song Bei are the existences that scholars like them despise. Minions, relying on grace to domineering instead of using their talents to govern the country and punish evil.

So after sending Miss Qing to the mansion, he turned around and left. He didn't care whether he was looked down upon or not. After all, this era is like this, and it should be like this. Many things cannot be forced.

At the same time, at the corner of the street, there were two people dressed as beggars quietly looking at Song Beiyun's back. Then they looked at each other, turned around and disappeared into the long alley.

They made a long detour and came to a farm outside the city. When they saw no one around, they opened a cellar and got in. But after going down, there was a strange hole in the cellar, the cellar led to the A cave, after they entered the cave along the dark corridor, there were already dozens of people inside.

These people were either lying or sitting or holding the bran and drinking in small sips. Seeing the two people coming in, their eyes were still empty, as if they were dead.

And they didn't care, they went straight to the innermost part of the cave, where there was a faint light, and after passing there, they saw a man about 24 years old sitting at his desk writing something.

"Master Pudu, we have found out the whereabouts of the Song dog. He goes out at the time of Chen every day and returns at the time of You. His whereabouts are fixed, but he does not wander around."

The man known as the master turned around slowly, and punched the table angrily: "This kind of thief can be punished by everyone, so we should think of ways to make him never recover."

"Master, I need a real person to send a message. The real person told me to wait for a while and wait for the time." One of the beggars cupped his hands and said, "That thief is certainly abominable, but it will be troublesome if he threatens the snake."

"Will the real person come over?"

"Then I don't know, it's just that the real person said he has his own way."

The young man started pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back: "There is a way, there is a way, but there is a way!? The brothers in my teaching have suffered heavy losses in the past few days, and the city of Jinling is almost wiped out. If we wait any longer, I am afraid that this root will be broken! "

"Master, please be safe and don't be impatient. Now that we know where the Song dog thief is, we only need to take away his family members while he is out, and invite him into the urn. Are you afraid that he won't take the bait?"

The young man frowned slightly: "Is this possible?"

"It's definitely possible. This Song dog is hateful. The person next to him is also an evil Shura ghost, and he will definitely be punished that day." Another beggar said viciously: "After taking people away, we can make a long-term plan. At that time, I will attract that Song The dogs then tore his body into ten thousand pieces and threw him into the forest to feed the dogs."

"Is this what the real person means?"

"It's the meaning of the real person. The real person also said that he is now in Lin'an City, and he is re-gathering the lost brothers. When there are enough people, it will be convenient for us to start an incident in Lin'an City."

"Well, this is a good opportunity. Now that the old dog Fu Wang is going south, there is no one in the world who is invincible. At that time, I will cooperate with the real person and take over the world of this dog Song. But before that, I must let that Song A dog's life is worse than death! When will we do it?"

"It will be ready within three days."

At the moment, Song Beiyun is sitting on the head of the bed and soaking her feet. Miss Miaoyan came here to play today. She is sitting at the table playing with a stack of hard shell paper: "Tomorrow the premiere of The Legend of the White Snake, these free tickets are for you, you bring people Stand up for me."

"You still need to go there yourself? Which one of us is with whom?" Song Beiyun yawned: "Just tell me."

"Come on, if I entrust someone to you, you will definitely throw it away, how can I not understand you?" Miao Yan put one hand on his cheek: "By the way, did you find out that during this time, the There are too many beggars."

"I don't care too much."

"It seems to be too much. Those people are piled up in groups of three or four, and they don't want to eat. This is not right." Miao Yan tied her precious movie tickets with silk thread, and said to Song Beiyun: "You have been besieged recently Bailian Club, but be careful."

"White Lotus Sect?" Song Beiyun's eyes rolled back and forth twice: "Well, if you don't tell me, I really didn't pay attention. It seems that this group of people is really brown sugar, and their identities can't be verified once they change."

"What are you going to do?"

"Haha, you ask me what to do, what am I in charge of now? It's Jinyiwei! It's the East Factory! It's the West Factory! You ask me what to do with the factory owner. Of course, I will send people out tomorrow to catch beggars and come into my house." The gate of the Imperial City Division, even if he is a god, I have a way to pry his mouth open."

"If you go on like this, I'm afraid you will become the public enemy of the world." Miao Yan laughed: "But it's okay, when you touch the landlord's cake in the future, you will definitely become the public enemy of the world, sooner or later."

"Do you think I'm not a public enemy if I don't do anything?" Song Beiyun sighed, "It's not like you don't know that this group of scholars accept death as black and white. It's a traitor, do you think the traitor will end well? But if I take refuge, guess what will happen? The imperial power will crush me. Rather than being pushed away by the time, it is better to be straightforward and start from the beginning Just stand on the opposite side of that gang of Qingliu, and now I am relying on the imperial power to call for help! At least I don’t have to worry about that gang of stupid scholars pushing me out to kill pigs.”

Miao Yan smiled very nicely, and she pulled the blue hair on her forehead: "Yeah, it's hard for you too. Before your own strength is formed, you can only pretend to be a tiger."

"Fox? I'm not worthy! I'm just a ghost who works for a tiger." Song Beiyun sighed, "It's a ghost, baby."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Miao Yan looked at Song Beiyun from resting her chin on one hand to holding flowers on both hands: "If you are under too much pressure, come and complain to my sister."

"It's the most decompressing thing for you to make your brother feel good." Song Beiyun wiped his feet, put on his shoes and walked out with a footbath in hand: "You refuse."

"I don't have enough goodwill, you don't even attack me, how can I give it for nothing." Miaoyan turned around with Song Beiyun: "You can wait slowly, maybe one day I suddenly see Chun Nuan The flowers are blooming, the grass is growing and the warblers are flying, and I can't hold back."

"Forget it." Song Beiyun poured water, brought back the empty basin, and put it aside: "Look at your indifferent and advanced face, even if a tadpole turns into a frog, it's impossible to find your mother."

"If you don't want to be favored or follow the fate, I can't do it for free if I come up like those ancient women around you. The main reason is that your way doesn't work for me." The wise words are blunt: "If you don't follow your example, what do you say?"

"Then I forced you, it's actually that big of a deal."

"It's okay, but it can't be too rough. I'm afraid of pain, so I'll resist it symbolically. But that's too boring, and it will go low all of a sudden." Miao Yan said with a smile: "I guess you think so too, Otherwise, when you got into my bed, you would have done what you were supposed to do, after all, I wouldn't have resisted in that scene."

"You are very excited to talk about this." Song Beiyun sat on the bed and looked at the beautifully printed movie tickets, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Holding grass...printed???"

"Everyone is an engineering major. You are allowed to order explosives, but I am not allowed to order printing? Otherwise, what do you think I am busy with these days." Miao Yan smiled: "But I am still immature, the ink is always not good enough, someday you Come over and show me when you have time."

"What's in it for me?"

"Favourability +10." Wonderfully smiling Qianxi, her face full of innocence: "When it reaches 100, I'll let you do whatever you want."

"Deal." Song Beiyun laughed loudly: "How much is it now?"

"-50."

"???" Song Beiyun looked at her confusedly: "Still have negative numbers?"

"That's right, if you don't take the initiative to find me for a day, you will automatically deduct a little, and then I will be unhappy. If you are not happy, you will lose 10. If you take the initiative to find me, it will not increase or decrease. If you make me happy, you will add a little. Adding to 25 is called a husband. A little bonus, if you add it to 24, you will have 75 bridges to play on the moonlit night, add it to [-] bonus levels, and if you add it to [-], it’s up to you.”

"Is there an upper and lower limit?"

"The upper limit is two hundred, and there is no lower limit." Miao Yan said with a clear smile: "That is to say, you can swipe me to minus 100 million, and then I will turn on the blackening mode and start chasing you."

"Hahahaha... It's fun and fun." Song Beiyun clapped his hands and said with a smile, "You will be killed instead."

"That can't be helped, I have to do whatever you want. So there is no difference between the effect of 100 and minus [-] million, but I think [-] is better, right?"

"Hey! You are inducing consumption." Song Beiyun sat there cross-legged: "Then what punishment do I have for losing fifty?"

Miao Yan stretched out his hand and pinched Song Beiyun's face: "It's as soft as it is boneless."

"No, I have to get good impressions quickly." Song Beiyun stretched his waist: "Okay, okay, don't talk, don't leave today. It's too late, it's not safe. If you live in my room, go next door and do whatever you want. "

"Negative fifty, but there is no Wenxiang nephrite hug." Miao Yan got up: "Tomorrow remember to take someone to watch the show, I will go to rest."

"Catch the beggars first, and organize people to go there after the catch."

"Okay, this favorability will be increased by five."

"Isn't that going to be one hundred soon?"

"Dream, the higher you go, the harder it is. Repeating actions and not repeating them will increase your favorability." Miao Yan tilted his head to look at Song Beiyun for a while, then walked up with a smile, and kissed him on the lips: "It's a reward for the beginning."

"It's not fun, hey."

"That doesn't matter." Miao Yan escaped from Song Beiyun's hand: "It's up to you later, if you trigger the hidden plot, maybe you can directly gain a good impression."

"Give me a hint!"