Song Beiyun

"Of course." Song Beiyun nodded: "It's so different, ah! Don't step on it! Don't step on it! Your toe is broken!!!"

Zuo Rou's heel stepped on her toes and twisted back and forth, but her face remained calm, she didn't even look at him.

"Reflect on what you have done, why no one admires your looks until now."

"Get lost!" Zuo Rou said coldly, "Don't talk to me."

If you don't say it, don't say it, Song Beiyun also started to eat, but Zuo Rou's sudden attack caught his face before eating two bites: "Can't you say something nice?"

"My mother..." Song Beiyun looked her up and down: "Do you fucking like me?"

"After all, I am also a woman, how can I say that I am also a golden branch and jade leaf, how can I become worthless in your mouth?"

Song Beiyun ate the preserved fruit with his mouth crunching, and looked at Zuorou with blinking eyes: "Then what do you want me to say? Do you want to express your love?"

"That's all." Zuo Rou let go of his hand: "Disgusting."

Soon, those who were invited by Princess Ruibao came one after another. This is the capital after all, the quality is higher than that of Luzhou, I don’t know how much better it is, one of them looks like a dog, and some are even from Nanjing. A celebrity who has been famous in the city for a long time.

After the number of people gradually increased, Song Beiyun tried his best to bury his head down, trying to prevent people from seeing his existence.

"Ruibao is here!" Zuo Rou shouted.

Song Beiyun raised his eyes and saw that she had actually come, and she came with only one step and three shakes, and she seemed to be coming straight here.

Zuo Rou frowned, without saying a word, pressed Song Beiyun's head under the table, covered him with a tablecloth, and waited to welcome Princess Ruibao with a smile on his face.

"Sister Rou!" Ruibao called out in a low voice after coming here, and then lifted Zuo Rou's chin with a finger: "What a handsome young man."

"Stop teasing me." Zuo Rou said with a smile, "Why are you making such a fuss today?"

"You will know when the time comes." Ruibao smiled, then looked Zuo Rou up and down: "Sister Rou, you don't seem to be looking well."

Zuo Rou shook her head: "It's nothing, I'll just sit here later, don't miss the clues."

"That's natural, hehe..." Ruibao frowned: "I also want to see what kind of person that young master of the Wang family is."

After she finished speaking, she actually sat down. Seeing her movements, cold sweat broke out on Zuorou's forehead. Now Song Beiyun is under the table, holding her legs with both hands, and sticking her whole face to her lower abdomen. If it wasn't for the cover of the tablecloth, he would have been exposed long ago.

But Ruibao didn't leave...

"Ruibao, you go over to say hello first, you are too eye-catching sitting here."

"Oh... that's right." Ruibao got up quickly: "Then I'll go to work first, and I'll talk to my sister later."

She left tremblingly, Song Beiyun finally got out from under the table, he took a long breath, and held Zuo Rou's wrist: "You want to kill me, right?"

"Humph……"

"What are you talking about?" Song Beiyun rubbed his neck: "You hold my neck, I really can't breathe."

Chapter 24, March 3, the night banquet of the wealthy family.

Although the princess is a princess and not a princess, in fact, she is not bad at all in terms of pomp, and she is not so much higher than the one on the north slope and west slope.

The talents who went to the appointment this time were all the elite young people of the Song Dynasty. In other words, they were the hope of the Song Dynasty. At first, but they have already begun to show their talents.

Those who play the flute, those who draw pictures, those who recite poems and compose poems, and those who borrow things to express their ambitions, in short, they try their best to show their most beautiful side to the princess like a peacock spreading its tail.

"This group of people, they think that the peacock is beautiful when it spreads its tail. In fact, the peacock's eyes are exposed behind the spread of its tail." Song Beiyun hid behind the crowd, playing beast chess with Zuo Rou while eating: " Believe it or not, just this group of people, when the time comes when the country is really broken, they will die and die for the country.”

"They all died for the country, what do you expect." Zuo Rou held a chess piece in his hand: "If there is such a day, I don't know what to do. I think I will die for the country too."

"Scream father, I will protect you well." Song Beiyun said without thinking: "It depends on whether your cry is sweet or not."

Zuo Rou rolled his eyes at him: "I've been talking nonsense all day long, as if you can save me, don't ask me to find a way out for you in the end."

Song Beiyun didn't say anything, but if that day really happened, he might not be able to save the world, but saving one or two Zuorou would be easy.

"Hey, don't talk, I know you know nonsense all day long." Zuo Rou gently put down the chess piece in his hand: "I won again. Give me the money!"

Song Beiyun threw a few big coins in front of Zuo Rou like appreciating a beggar, but she wiped it on the table without paying attention, and put the copper coins into her purse.

"Hey, let me tell you, there seems to be a prize today." Zuo Rou whispered to Song Beiyun, "It is said that whoever writes a clever word today will get a secret treasure in the palace."

"How much is it worth?"

"Thousands and eight hundred crowns. I'm afraid the officials will not give too valuable things to the princess, but just give her some small things to fool her." Zuo Rou raised his fingers: "However, after all, today's prize is worth more than ten thousand crowns. , quite a sum of money."

"Take it!" Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes, "No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat."

Zuo Rou burst out laughing, "Just because of your three-legged cat's kung fu? A shabby scholar who has never studied? You can open your eyes to see clearly. The people who came here today are all great talents in Jinling City. There are two Hanlins, don't embarrass me with your three-legged cat."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Rou stretched out her hand in front of Song Beiyun: "Come on, paint my nail polish."

"Get lost." Song Beiyun frowned and said, "I brought this to A Qiao."

"Will you give it!?"

"No!"

Just when the two were fighting like monkeys catching lice, the princess returned here again. She changed her clothes and looked full of fairy spirit, just like the fairy Chang'e who came from the fairy palace. She is so charming Wan Zhong came to the front, followed by many maids, and began to set fruit plates, dried meat, and sweet osmanthus wine on the tables of the talented scholars.

Song Beiyun looked at the princess and Zuo Rou who was like a monkey beside him, and sighed with emotion: "You said that you are also the daughter of a duke's family, why did you live like this."

"What does it have to do with you, I'm happy." Zuo Rou put her leg on Song Beiyun's lap, "Come on, beat your leg."

Song Beiyun removed the hairpin from her head, and pressed it on her Fengshi acupoint. Zuo Rou felt as if she had been electrocuted, and her whole leg twitched. The pain was neither painful nor sore. Soreness and bloating are not bloating. It is uncomfortable and comfortable, but it is uncomfortable to say that it is uncomfortable.

"Ah... ah..." She supported Song Beiyun's arm, opened her mouth like a goldfish but was speechless.

"If you give me no matter how big or small, I will show you the power of an internal medicine doctor."

Song Beiyun then hit her other acupoints with a hairpin, and the feeling of wanting to die soon disappeared, but Zuo Rou had already lost all strength, as if she had just had a cramp, her whole body was sore and limp.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die..." She lay on the table and rubbed her legs: "I was staring at gold just now."

"You don't know what kind of death you were just now. If it wasn't for the fear of others finding out, I would give you a whole lot of words."

Inserting the hairpin back, Song Beiyun pushed aside a lychee and was about to put it into his mouth, but Zuorou ate it in one gulp. She looked at Song Beiyun sideways while eating.

"The drool is all over my hands!" Song Beiyun put his finger on her clothes and wiped it off: "Is it disgusting?"

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in front, and then a rather stylish young man walked in. He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was wearing a moon-white antique satin brocade robe with a tie around his waist. Wearing an ocher patterned brocade belt and a white jade pendant, he is of medium build but tall and straight. He is considered Zhou Zheng if he is tall, but his skin is a little whiter, but this kind of man with white skin and thin waist is just right for this The general aesthetics of people in the era.

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

"The prince is safe and sound."

Those gifted scholars began to greet him one after another, and he responded with smiles one by one, quite magnanimous.

"Princess Ruibao, I feel very honored to be invited by you today." He walked up to the princess, Shi Shiran saluted, and then asked the book boy behind him to take a brocade box: "This is the best gift from the party." I have kept the Duan inkstone for a long time, and have never used it, so I feel that it is not suitable for it. Only when I meet the princess today will I know that it is just right for its owner."

"Look at him! Look at him!" Zuo Rou held Song Beiyun's ear: "Look at how good he is at talking, and then look at you bastard!"

"Let me go, or I'll untie your belt."

"Just try it! I'll fold your hands for you."

Although it is necessary to be stubborn, Zuo Rou is still very worried that this dog will really untie her trouser belt, so she honestly let go of her hand.

Song Beiyun rubbed his ears: "If you like it, you can get married. Anyway, the two of you have a marriage contract. The name is justified, and the matchmaker is getting married. After you get married, you will listen to him to make jokes all day long. Treat each other like a guest and raise your eyebrows. , with one mind and one heart, fly together.”

Zuo Rou was even laughed at by this guy: "Where did you get such a trick?"

"It's up to you."

Song Beiyun peeled a lychee again, but with his sharp eyes and quick hands, he pressed Zuorou's forehead: "Hey! The same trick can't work twice against a saint."

"Humph!"

But Song Beiyun didn't bother to argue with her, so he stuffed the lychee into Zuo Rou's mouth, then pointed at the young master of the Wang family in front of him: "I think he's really good, he's polite, and his family background is good, why don't you agree?" Woolen cloth?"

"Can you manage it?"

"Like Lao Tzu's words, you will die." Song Beiyun curled his lips: "You learn again!"

"Bounce back."

At this time, the princess in front of her also spoke. She was much more restrained here than she was in Luzhou, and she opened her mouth like a host, saying nonsense that everyone should not be cautious when they gather together today.

But as she was talking, she suddenly changed the subject: "A few days ago, when I was in Luzhou, some bastard wrote a half-query word. Maze."

As she said that, she asked the maid to show the poem to everyone, and everyone immediately started whispering, and when they were discussing with each other, the princess looked at the prince of the Wang family: "Young master, I have heard that you are a literary sage." The eldest grandson of the father-in-law has outstanding talent, so come and comment on this word today."

"I don't dare to be... But since the princess asked me to take a look, then I will take a look."

The young master of the Wang family stepped forward, stood in front of the half-que word and stopped, looked at it for a long time, but there was no movement.

Not only him, but almost all the scholars in this room seemed to be choked up, they saw the word cards, but they couldn't make such words anyway.

"Sour smell." Zuo Rou spat: "I think about this all day, so I might as well earn more money."

Song Beiyun glanced at her and remained silent.

"Hey, didn't you go last time, who wrote this poem? I have never seen Ruibao pay so much attention to whose poems." Zuo Rou turned his head to look at Song Beiyun: "Is that person tall? Does it look good?"

"Not only is it tall, but it's also very good-looking." Song Beiyun took out a piece of mustache and mixed it with tea and ate it. While eating, he said vaguely, "It looks like the embryo of a god descending from the earth, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Zuo Rou made a nauseous expression, and said disdainfully: "This bunch of sour and smelly literati descended from heaven and earth. They really stink. I'm also a little hungry. Give me something to eat."

"You really want everything!" Song Beiyun gritted his teeth: "Is everything they eat good?"

"Correct!"

As soon as Zuo Rou snatched the mustache from Song Beiyun's mouth, she turned sideways and began to eat. When the food was a bit dry, she snatched Song Beiyun's cup and sipped a big mouthful of hot tea.

But at this moment, the prince in front of him turned around and bowed to the princess, and then said lightly: "I'm showing my ugliness."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the pen and began to fill in the lower half of the gap below. His posture blocked what he wrote, and no one else could see it, but only the princess could see it, and the eyes of the princess slowly lit up. Woke up and quickly dimmed...

After Wang Gongzi finished writing and staggered his body to let other people look at it, the room was full of applause, and he almost failed to praise him to the sky.

But only the princess stood there smiling, her fists were tightly clenched, and she wished she could punch her, but after all, this is the empress empress and her sister-in-law's younger brother, so it's not easy to have a fit, so I have to change it to someone else She had already ordered someone to drive this smug bastard out of the door.

See what the hell he wrote?Others dare not say that even my lazy dad wrote better than him after drinking too much yesterday. The boldness of the stock is also bright and moving.

But today, this prince is like a rotten fish and a shrimp, and he is a pretentious skin, and this broken skin is still complacent.

"Hey, look." Zuo Rou kicked Song Beiyun with half a cake in her mouth: "Look at Ruibao's face."

"Huh?" Song Beiyun raised his head and took a look: "It looks like it's going to explode."

"It must be that the prince's writing is not good. My sister has been the kind of person who can't rub the sand in her eyes since she was a child. She has grown up to be able to bear it until now."

"Well, I've grown up..." Song Beiyun smiled: "It's really big!"

Chapter 25, March 3, double lore before and after

The people in the room were still flattering the prince, but Ruibao didn't make a sound, and just gave orders to the maid.

Soon the maid fetched a new piece of paper and re-copied the upper half of it. This scene made the young master of the Wang family stunned for a moment, and then his face became brighter. He stood there and looked at it in embarrassment. Looking around, he glanced at the princess again, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it in the end.

Although the princess didn't say a word, anyone with a better brain would understand what was going on with her attitude.To put it bluntly, it is dissatisfaction, there is no such mess, pure dissatisfaction.

The young master of the Wang family was also aggrieved. If he wanted to be replaced by another person, he must have stepped forward to argue. His talent and affection are among the best in the entire Jinling City, but now he has been so silently hit by someone. Dissatisfied.

But... the opposite is the princess, and she is the princess who is most favored by the empress dowager. Even the princess who is a three-point official, what right does he, a foreign relative, have to beep in front of her?

He returned to his seat with a face full of displeasure and sat down. Someone next to him poured tea for him, but he gently swept the cup aside.Seeing his movements, the princess snorted softly, and walked back and forth in front of her with her hands behind her back: "It's a long night, everyone might as well brainstorm. If we can make up for this half of the gap, it will probably be a famous story through the ages."

But this time, no one dared to make a sound anymore. After all, the eldest grandson of the Shandong Wang family, who is known as the most talented in Jinling City, was slapped by the princess. If he wanted to replace it with someone else, he might be beaten out by this savage princess. Yo.

The scene suddenly cooled down, and the princess sat there without rushing or slowing down, waiting quietly, but judging from her micro expression, she was obviously a little annoyed now.

"This little girl is in a hurry." Song Beiyun said in a low voice, "I'm afraid there will be some conflict."

"A group of sour and smelly literati, if there is any conflict, let her go."

Zuo Rou was not very interested in dancing, prose and ink since she was a child, and she couldn't understand or figure out whether a poem was good or bad. Coming to this kind of place was a torment for her. If it wasn't for Song Beiyun, she would have dozed off a long time ago.

"Do you know how to read?" Song Beiyun grabbed a few candied fruits and put them in his mouth, lying on the table and whispered to Zuo Rou.

"Who do you look down on?" Zuo Rou pinned his head: "I'm so unbearable when I'm with you?"

"Oh, that's not what I meant, I just asked if you want to show off."

"Huh?" Zuo Rou tilted her head and looked at Song Beiyun: "What are you talking about...you can write it? Haha, don't make fun of yourself. You are the only idiot who can't write something that the number one talented person in Jinling can't write." Write it down?"

"Don't worry about it, I'll write it down for you, and you can write it up." Song Beiyun crossed his legs: "But if you are like this, anyone will know that you are a wife."

"Then what?"

Song Beiyun thought for a while, took off his little coat, and threw it on Zuorou's face: "Put it on, and put on your hat."