Song Beiyun

"What a shameful face of a corrupt official. Mr. Song's remarks can be said to be timeless."

A man with the appearance of a scribe walked in from the door. He wore a crown and green clothes, and he looked like a standard scholar.

"Hey, I thought someone was here, please sit down, Mr. Ouyang."

This person is a scribe Song Beiyun met after he came here, thirty-two years old, his surname is Ouyang, his name is Zongzi Bogu, a native of Yuezhou in Hangzhou, he is a teacher for others, and these days he is helping Song Beiyun to monitor the accounts.

"If I hadn't come here uninvited, I really wouldn't have heard Mr. Song's clear talk." Mr. Ouyang sat down: "However, this remark made people suddenly enlightened. No wonder Mr. Song is already a young man. It's embarrassing to be in a high position and so sophisticated."

"Mr. Ouyang killed me." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "It's just my humble opinion."

"It's not a humble opinion. Mr. Song is too humble." Mr. Ouyang clasped his fists together: "I read the sage books since I was a child. Black is black and white is white. Halfway through my life, I hit a wall everywhere. I just can't figure it out. The doorway between black and white. It is indeed rewarding to let Mr. Song make such a small move. How can there be so many saints in this world, who would not like wine, sex and wealth? If you only care about this strict law, you are doomed to die in the end Chess, I can't move, this officialdom is not as clear as Mr. Song's, so I have lived half of my life in vain."

"But it doesn't work if we don't check. Someone has to be the chicken who kills the chicken to make an example to the monkey." Song Beiyun played with his fan: "Since Mr. Ouyang is here, I will go out to play. Thank you Mr. Ouyang."

"Don't dare, it's a matter of duty." Mr. Ouyang stood up and clasped his fists: "By the way, Mr. Song, does Master Song know that the debate of a hundred schools of thought in Jinling City has been postponed to three days?"

"Oh? Why?"

"It is said that it was requested by the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin, and it is said that since it is a Confucian dispute, how can the Kingdom of Jin be missing."

"Hahahaha, this group of people." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Leave them alone, it's a grand event. Silly cow, let's go."

Walking out of the Bieyuan with a big stupid guy, Song Beiyun wandered in the bustling Hangzhou again. If such a good place didn't have the corrupt officials that the group of stupid bulls talked about, who knows what it would be like, I really want to check it out. Can you check it out?In the end, isn't it necessary to make people's lives miserable? That is meaningless, and it is almost enough to kill a few chickens.

The wind and moon by the West Lake are the most gentle. Song Beiyun originally wanted to ask Biluo to come out to play with her, but it was really inconvenient for her to be a member of the White Lotus Sect, so Xiao Song had to be a playboy.

But after all, he is a person who has read and read a lot of books. No matter how obscene, dirty and shameless he is in private, his temperament is absolutely outstanding, just like wearing clothes in ancient costume movies. The young hero in white was walking on the ragged street full of cloth and gray hats, which was very eye-catching.

How did temperament come about? He himself felt very mysterious. Maybe it was knowledge or knowledge, but it was obvious anyway.It is obvious that people passing by around can't help but take a look, and the rate of turning their heads is quite high.

"My clothes are on the wrong side?"

Song Beiyun asked the big black cow beside him: "They all look at me like that?"

"Hey, handsome. You can't see what you look like. If I were a little girl, let alone look at you, I would come here to smell it even if I was knocked down."

"Oh? Then tell me, I like people to praise me."

"I can't tell, but it's good-looking anyway... It's even better than other people's houses, and the handsome man doesn't look sideways when he walks on the road. Those little girls like this kind of son-in-law."

Song Beiyun smiled wryly, not because he didn't want to squint, but because there was really nothing to make him squint. He had seen too many things sold on the road in Jinling City and Luzhou City. Girls on the street, let alone gold Ling'er and Miaoyan are premium products, but they are inferior to second-class products like Biluo, and they don't know how to open their chests for others to see. Who hasn't seen a few beautiful girls?

This style of the Song Dynasty continued from the previous Tang Dynasty, women were cheerful, and one of the few good things the Queen Mother did was to improve the status of women. If it weren't for the opposition of all officials, this year's imperial examination would have joined the women's department.That's why there are not a few girls on the street who are decent and generous. If Song Beiyun doesn't look at them, they just stare at Song Beiyun.

To be honest, Song Bei Yunding likes this kind of ethos. Women in feudal society are not open, and they have to be docile like a deer. This is definitely a cultural poison that lasted from the Southern Song Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty. Women should be like Zuo Rou, able to do everything they want to a certain extent, there is no limit to what they can do, let alone flirting with men, even leading soldiers to fight is okay.

Thinking of this, Song Beiyun decided to go back and promote the Empress Dowager's women's self-improvement policy. After all, human resources are limited. Although women are weak in mining and piling, but as long as the education keeps up, women can do many things.

"My lord, can you tell me about the tea house?"

Today is the fourth girl who came up to invite Song Beiyun to drink tea. Xiao Song refused with a smile, but the girl still half-forced a sachet into his hand, and said that if she wanted to, where would she be tonight? meet.

Song Beiyun handed the sachet to the silly cow beside him after the girl bounced away, and the silly cow put the sachet on his nose and inhaled obscenely: "Milk fragrance."

"Damn you..." Song Beiyun cursed dumbfoundedly: "You should be more human..."

It's not important to look like a person. Anyway, Song Beiyun is really speechless about the bastard behind him. This person is a typical bastard. Although sometimes he is simple and cute, but most of the time he is really wretched and unbearable. bear.

"Marshal, if you don't talk about anything else, if you are willing to lose your face and cheat those young ladies out of their money, you will be able to make a fortune in a few years."

"Speak humanly!" Song Beiyun spat at him: "Am I going to lie to girls for money?"

"Human, there will always be a time when luck is bad, so what if you cheat, it's a big deal, let's not lie to sex."

While he was talking, a figure suddenly flashed by the side of the street, and Song Beiyun saw at a glance that that person was Jin Ling'er's widow sister Zhao Cheng, the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus in Biluo's mouth.

Their White Lotus Sect has a really strict hierarchy. Although Biluo also calls their leader a foster father, she is actually a fourth-level member. Even Bai Nian'an has to be one level higher than her, otherwise she wouldn't be sent A squire would act as eyeliner.

And this Zhao Cheng is a second-level member of Iron Fighting, with a very high rank. Although he is called the altar master like Bai Nian'an, he is the altar master of the main altar.

After Song Beiyun saw her, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Come on, let's go drink."

"Okay, okay, drink well, I've been drinking tea for the past few days, and my mouth has faded like a bird."

Chapter 340: On June 6th of the second year, Yutao's Yaoyao is shining brightly

Pushing open the door of the wine shop, a scent of wine wafted in. Song Beiyun walked in with the big black cow. The inside was filled with wine vats, big and small, all sealed with red mud, which seemed to be of great value.

There was a figure flickering in the backyard. Song Beiyun walked slowly with his hands behind his back. He happened to see Zhao Cheng bending over to wash a wine jar there. The curves of a mature woman were displayed in front of Song Beiyun so vividly. After being stained with water, a gap is clearly visible at the back.

Seeing this scene, Da Hei Niu let out an obvious swallow in his throat, which was heard by Zhao Cheng because the voice was too loud, she quickly got up and turned around, when she saw Song Beiyun, the expression on her face changed several times quickly, and finally Fixed on a delicate smile.

"Master Song, when did you come to Ann?"

"Sister Zhao's forgetfulness is really great, but I've arrived a long time ago." Song Beiyun walked forward with a smile: "It's really wronged for you to do such heavy work with a thousand-gold body."

Zhao Cheng lifted a strand of broken hair between his forehead and wiped away the sweat: "It's still a rich man, it's just a civilian woman who has worked hard to make a living."

Because she is a widow, she has her head crossed, but there is a white flower hanging on the hairpin, which means to tell others that she is a widow and do not disturb.

But her figure is really good, Song Beiyun thinks it is not surprising that a girl of this appearance can be sold to a brothel, ranging from five thousand to tens of thousands.

"Your Highness, the weather is hot, and I would like to ask for a bowl of water and wine, but can it be convenient?"

Zhao Cheng smiled even wider: "Don't call me that, I don't have Jin Ling'er's life, but since Mr. Song is thirsty, I'll just fetch him some wine."

"Sit down first and last."

Zhao Cheng led Song Beiyun to the back hall. This place is quite simple, not even as exquisite as Biluo's. There are only some bottles and jars around, and some of the jars are filled with flowers. Thinking about it, Zhao Cheng is also a hypocritical person. Beauty.

Not long after, Zhao Cheng took out a jar of wine from the cellar, and after slapping open the mud seal, the fragrance burst out immediately, as quiet as a plum like a chrysanthemum, and the poured wine was light yellow-green, sweet with a scent of wine Fragrance, it is indeed a good water wine.

"It's too weak...this wine."

The big black cow muttered something, but Song Beiyun gave him a sideways look: "You bastard, you are only worthy of drinking horse urine, which is tribute grade."

"Master Song still has taste."

Zhao Cheng also took a small bowl and sat opposite Song Beiyun, and poured himself a bowl of wine with light eyes: "Here, this is called peach blossom wine, but it is not easy to drink. The recipe for the wine was given to me by my mother." of."

"Princess Tai?"

Zhao Cheng smiled, didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

And at this moment, Song Beiyun's eyes suddenly widened, because he found that the moment Zhao Cheng lowered his head just now, there was a very obvious birthmark behind his ear, and this birthmark... Both King Fu and King Tai had it.

At that moment, he panicked all over.I was really panicked. This kind of birthmark is actually a genetic feature of recessive skin cancer, but there is a high probability that it will not cause disease. It can be passed on to future generations through inheritance.

Jin Ling'er also has a birthmark, because Jin Ling'er is the daughter of the king of Thailand, and the two kings are brothers, and their genetic characteristics may be common.In that case, isn't this... her own daughter?Jin Ling'er had said before that Zhao Cheng was not the biological daughter of the King of Thailand, but adopted.

Then this adoption...

For a moment, Song Beiyun's mind could be said to be changing. He stood up but sat down again.

"Marshal, why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

"Urinary urgency."

Song Beiyun made a perfunctory sound without explaining much.He knew that King Fu was not a good thing when he was young, and he was also a romantic seed. Although the current Princess Fu is barren, it doesn't mean that he has no other offspring.

But there is also a big problem that cannot be bridged here, that is, if Zhao Cheng is the daughter of King Fu, why would he let his daughter live among the people?

No, there are two other possibilities, that is, King Fu may not really know that he has such a daughter, but King Tai knows, but King Tai cannot tell.The two brothers have a very good relationship and have always taken care of each other. After King Tai knew that King Fu had such a daughter, he quietly adopted it by himself, in order not to destroy King Fu's family happiness and also to keep his daughter from being left out in the cold.Anyway, the difference between King Tai's daughter and King Fu's daughter is not that they are princesses, and they will all be named princesses after they leave the mansion.

However, the king of Thailand did not expect that his failure to stand in the team would cause him to be deprived of his identity and become a commoner. At this time, he could not let Fu Wang's father and daughter recognize each other. Because of his status, His Royal Highness Fu Wang would be implicated, so he could only secretly drag people to take care of him. Zhao Cheng, otherwise a widow, how could life be so comfortable, there is such a big winery in Hangzhou, and there is such a big shop in Jinling.

This is a possibility, and there is another possibility that even the king of Thailand doesn't know that Zhao Cheng is the daughter of King Fu, but he can adopt it without any regrets and treat him as his own...

These eight achievements are the children of old lovers.

The old lover of the Thai king, Fu Wang, Zhao Cheng...the connection is that one day something happened to the old lover of the Thai king and entrusted the child to the Thai king. The Thai king adopted the child in consideration of his old love.And he may have thought that this child was the child of his old lover and her husband until now, but he never thought that this child belonged to King Fu.

Both possibilities are reasonable and logically self-consistent... But no matter what the possibility is, if it is confirmed that Zhao Cheng is the daughter of King Fu, Song Beiyun will be dumbfounded.

What should I do?

Originally, Song Beiyun wanted to follow the vine to find out the melons, all the way up to her high-level person, and finally came to a bargain hunter.

What does Zhao Cheng's life and death have to do with him?She is a thief.

But now... If she is Fu Wang's own daughter, she is Fu Wang's only biological blood.The crazy old man is his mentor, and Fu Wang is also his teacher.

Even Song Beiyun, who is a time traveler, recognizes this world's master and master. He can't do anything to his master's flesh and blood, especially if she might just confess her life like this.

"Sister Zhao."

"Master Song, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Song Beiyun frowned: "I just remembered that there are still some things to do. You should be busy first, so I won't bother you any more."

After speaking, he got up and drank the wine in the bowl, walked out with Zhao Cheng's astonished expression, and walked quickly to the residence.

"Master, what happened?"

"event."

Song Beiyun didn't care about that much anymore, and directly took up the pen and wrote a letter to Fu Wang Qiantui. Although he knew that Fu Wang was in Guangxi now, he still wanted him to know about it.

The letter said that he would try his best to protect this Zhao Cheng, and everything would be found out after His Royal Highness Fu came back. The reason was that if this Zhao Cheng was His Highness Fu's flesh and blood, then... it was his family's only one. Branched out.

A letter was handed over to the spy, and the spy was asked to deliver it to Fu Wang as quickly as possible. Song Beiyun sat by the window alone and began to daze.

He is a little confused now. All the previous plans to lure the snake out of the cave have collapsed. Now the plan has to be completely re-made, and he must do everything possible to protect Zhao Cheng, but the premise is not to let Zhao Cheng know.

Why?Because she is the saint of the White Lotus Sect!It was a cult, and the ghost knew what she had been brainwashed into. Since ancient times, all the people who joined the cult were recognized by their relatives.

"I've become the door god of your Zhao family, right? After taking care of the little ones and the big ones." Song Beiyun sat on the chair with his head up: "There's another baby who's going to be born soon, I'm so hard..."

Song Beiyun sat there until late at night without even eating. He is now simulating the whole process with his brain. All previous ideas and plans were overthrown and redone by the unscrupulous Party A.

You have to explain, you have to explain to the court, you have to explain to King Fu, this Zhao Cheng is really a terrible thing, even if she is the daughter of King Tai, how can she be the daughter of King Fu.

And if he had to wait for King Fu's reply, it would be at least one and a half months later, he really couldn't delay that long, the Bailian Church wanted his life, this was Bailian's lair.

"bother!"

Now he finally knows what a good cheat Miaoyan is. When his thinking encounters a bottleneck, Miaoyan can always find a way to logically guide him.

And now Miaoyan is in charge of selling houses and publishing newspapers in Jinling, so she has no time to come to Hangzhou, and this place is not suitable for her, after all, the risk factor is quite high.

Of course, Song Beiyun felt that it was a bit rash to identify Zhao Cheng as King Fu's daughter based on only one birthmark, but it was not just in case.

It's really annoying...

"Come on."

Following Song Beiyun's call, a secret agent on duty entered his field of vision, clasped his fists and said, "What orders does your lord have?"

"Find someone to go back to Jinling, and urgently call Bai Nian'an, the commander of the Imperial City Division, to come here." Song Beiyun issued an order: "Let's inform the Commander again, and send some good players here. Just say that I borrowed them, and we want top experts!"

"Yes!"

The top experts of the Department of Command are really top experts, much better than those of the Department of Huangcheng. The only disadvantage is that there are too few people.

As for Bai Nian'an, as a surrender with fanatical characteristics of a convert, he was able to do his best to help Song Beiyun eradicate the White Lotus Sect.

"Marshal? Marshal, I heard you talking, are you awake?" The voice of the big black cow sounded outside: "I brought you food, eat something, don't starve to death."

Song Beiyun frowned and let Da Hei Niu in. With a meal in his hand, he looked at Song Beiyun worriedly.

"Marshal, it's been five hours and you haven't touched a drop of water. What happened?"

Song Beiyun took a deep breath and shook his head lightly: "It's nothing, you go to rest first, we will visit the surrounding towns and counties tomorrow."

"I will do whatever the commander instructs, and everything will be up to the commander in chief."

"That's right." Song Beiyun raised his head.

"Please command, Commander."

Song Beiyun thought for a while, then stretched his waist: "Tomorrow morning, go and find out for me first, who among the local ruffians in Hangzhou has the final say."

Chapter 341 When will the rain and wind and rain in the West Lake rest on June 6, 9

There is a very luxurious restaurant on a small island in the West Lake. It is said that the restaurant has the shares of Mr. Zhou, the governor, and the taste is not bad, but the only word "expensive".

The price here is different from the price in Tianshangfang. Its price is unreasonable. A pot of clear tea can be sold for seven or eight dollars, and a plate of vinegar beans is given away for free by buyers outside. You can get it here. Two pennies.

Not to mention all kinds of dishes, eating it at one table, the crowd is like playing, that is the income of three brothers from a peasant family for a year, and it just entered the mouths of the rich in one meal.

Logically speaking, this place should be deserted, right?Unfortunately, although it is shockingly expensive, the price is clearly marked. Rich businessmen from all walks of life still like to come to this place for entertainment. Take a bite.

Are the rich stupid?Of course not stupid, people always think that those rich people are full of brains, but in fact they are just the smartest group of people in the world. The truth is that the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see wisdom.