Song Beiyun

Today, Song Beiyun was here under the order of an imperial envoy to entertain heroes from all walks of life in Hangzhou. As for how much money he spent, he would not care about it. After all, no one here dared to ask him for money.

"Master, everyone is here."

"Let them wait."

There is a chessboard in front of Song Beiyun, and on the opposite side is Biluo who is thinking hard. A pot of excellent fragrant tea is placed there beside him, and incense is still burning in the room. The misty rain of the West Lake outside is quite elegant.

"Master Song... I won't play with you anymore." Biluo threw the chess pieces on the board: "There is no way to win."

"You can still win against me?" Song Beiyun pinched her face, "Let's practice for another ten or twenty years."

"Hmph... always bullying people."

"It's interesting to bully people. If no one in the world is bullied, it would be so boring."

"Master Song, why did you call all those bastards here? What use can they be for?"

"You're wrong, it's precisely among these people that there is no such thing as your Bailian cult."

"Why?" Biluo put her chin in her hands and looked at Song Beiyun: "Let me listen."

"That's not going to happen. You understand what I've said. How can I bully you in the future?" Song Beiyun got off the low couch and put on his shoes: "Go, wait for me to take a bath."

"Good."

The bathing time is very long, because the hair dries slowly, don't even think about it for an hour, and those local rogue leaders sitting there don't dare to make a fuss.

They had already received the letter before they came, and the person who summoned them was the blood-handed man Tu Song Beiyun, the one whose heads were hung on the city gate by hundreds of people overnight.If the waiter is unhappy, he will kill as soon as he says he wants to.

So no matter how long the wait was, the dishes on the table were completely cold, but they didn't dare to be impatient. They could only quietly wait for the ghostly Song Beiyun to come out.

But Xiao Song, who was playing with mandarin ducks in the water, didn't care about these people, he dawdled until it was getting late before arriving late.

If it were for other people, this gang of vicious guys would have been clamoring for an explanation, but now in front of Song Beiyun, who specializes in torturing wicked people, they really dare not even give a fart.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late." Song Beiyun walked into the lobby with a fan in his hand and smiled, "I've kept you waiting for so long."

All the people present, regardless of their age, stood up to greet him. They were surprised that Song Beiyun was such a young man, but they couldn't doubt it, because what this person did was indeed enough to make one's heart tremble.

"Master Song, you're being polite. I've just arrived, and it's almost delayed."

"That's good, that's good." I went to the upper seat and sat down: "Today I have a banquet for you heroes. In fact, there is no special meaning. In the words of the Jianghu, it is just to worship the gate of the mountain. I really want to see you in the future." .”

It's not that these hooligan leaders have never read books. When they heard Song Beiyun's words, their eyes really tensed up. How frightening is this...

Brothers on the road worship the mountain gate, which is called reciprocity, but people from the public family worship the mountain gate, that is the bottom line.

This...every one of you present here counts one by one, just pull it out now and chop it up with a knife, and then investigate. There is no one who was unjust, false or wrongly convicted.

"Master Hong, Hong An. Many prostitute villages in Lin'an City are owned by your family, right? You have done a lot of prostitution, right?"

Song Beiyun called out his name with a smile, and the person who was called was ashamed on the spot, and he stood up tremblingly: "Master Song, this is all a misunderstanding... It's just a misunderstanding, some people are jealous, and it's just spreading rumors."

"Oh?" Song Beiyun tilted his head, still with the same smile on his face: "No, Mr. Hong. Let's not talk about it at a distance, just talk about Baoqingnian. In March of the first year of Baoqing, you pampered your subordinates." They set fire to a farmer's house outside Lin'an City, and burned three people to death, including an infant baby, just to buy his daughter, who was in the cardamom age, into a prostitute. In July of the first year of Baoqing, you saw Last time, there was a showgirl who wanted to spend money to buy it but the other party refused, so you ordered people to slander her for pickpocketing. The girl threw herself into the river to prove her innocence, but then you salvaged her body to insult her. In August of the same year... ..."

Song Beiyun hadn't finished speaking when Master Hong prostrated himself on the ground, his body trembling: "Master Song clearly learned...you are wronged, it's all wronged..."

Xiao Song didn't pay attention to him, but just stretched his neck: "Anqingtang, Mr. Chen. People call him Chen Dadang, so it's you, right?"

The local dung tyrant Chen Dadun got up and bowed again and again: "It's right here, it's right here."

"In January of the first year of Baoqing, the thirteen members of the opponent's family were drowned in a rotten cesspit, is there such a thing?" Song Beiyun tapped on the table lightly: "It is a good method."

"Master Song...you are wronged..."

Song Beiyun got up and slowly paced around the round table. He still had a smile on his face, and the shadow of a swordsman could already be seen outside.

"Everyone, you keep saying you are wronged, so let me ask you, if it wasn't you, then who should it be? Point it out." Song Beiyun put his hands behind his back: "If you can't point it out, I have no choice but to suspect the crime. Since then."

The black bosses in the surrounding circle are usually very violent, but today they are all honest like chicken cubs. How dare they sit down, they quickly formed a row in front of Song Beiyun, not even daring to show their air.

This is an imperial envoy, and life and death are a matter of life and death. Even if some of them are the husband of a county magistrate's sister-in-law, and some are the son of the governor's cousin, if they fall into the hands of this imperial envoy, look at their eight poles. Will missing relatives come to rescue them?

"Ah, actually, I'm not that unkind." Song Beiyun waved his hands: "Everyone in charge, get up, let's talk about things."

Overlords from all walks of life sat up one after another. They were sweating profusely in their seats, and they didn't dare to look at Song Beiyun with their heads down. They just waited quietly for him to speak.

"This time, I actually came here to put an end to the Bailian Rebellion. All heroes are rooted in the common people. There should be some outlines for this. I can take care of the crimes on your body or not." Song Beiyunqing After clearing his throat, someone next to him immediately brought tea, he took a sip, and said old-fashionedly: "Then let's discuss it, I can't control this matter."

Many of those good guys couldn't realize what he meant at once, but there were also those who did. They immediately stood up and clasped their fists: "Everything is decided by Master Song's order."

Seeing someone taking the lead, the others immediately joined in, and the dinner, which was originally full of turmoil, suddenly became like a swearing-in meeting in a bandit den.

"Don't worry, you all carry capital crimes on your body, but these crimes are nothing compared to the crime of conspiracy and rebellion. Thinking about it, you should be able to make meritorious deeds." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "I believe you all Some of them are related to the White Lotus Sect, if it is a deadly friendship, you will help them take care of it, if it is not a deadly friendship, I believe you should know what to do, within one month, you will take the blame and make meritorious service."

"Thank you Master Song for your kindness..."

Although everyone had already scolded this young but motherly fox-like Song imperial envoy in their hearts so that the [-]th generation of their ancestors had cheated, but they could only keep expressing their gratitude.

And Xiao Song didn't know that they were scolding in their hearts, but is this important?It doesn't matter at all. Now I'm not asking them to do something, but if they don't do something, they have to be pulled out and chopped down.Of course, they can give up their family business and run away overnight, but with the greed of this group of people, it is absolutely impossible to give up the family property they have worked hard for.

After a meal of swords and swords, Song Beiyun returned to the room and happened to see Biluo lying on the window watching the rain. He stepped forward and put his hands on her waist: "Why? Can't let go of your brothers and sisters in the sect? "

"Master Song..." Biluo turned her head: "What are you talking about? I'm just depressed by myself, looking at the scenery. By the way, Master Song, what did you talk to them about?"

"Don't worry." Song Beiyun chuckled, "You'll be able to see what happened in a few days."

"My lord still can't believe me."

"Of course." Song Beiyun patted her stomach that was afraid of her: "When will your bulge grow here, and when will I be able to trust you."

"Aren't you afraid that I gave birth to someone else?"

Song Beiyun laughed: "It's okay, but if I find out, I'll feed you the stewed soup of your child."

Hearing this, Bi Luo trembled all over, her eyes couldn't hide a little fear, she didn't know if what Song Beiyun said was true or not, but she knew... this man seemed capable of doing such a thing.

Chapter 342: On June 6 of the second year, the rain book has its own golden house

"Song Beiyun, that bastard."

Zhao Xing looked at Song Beiyun's work report, and muttered and cursed: "He really dared to do something. He checked the accounts of the treasury and arrested no less than 20 people. The key is why the governor of Hangzhou made a report Where is Song Beiyun please? This is strange..."

Looking at the two memorials in his hands, Zhao Xing was a little confused. According to the normal logic, the two should attack each other, and finally compete for the strength behind them, and the one who loses in the end will get off the stage.

But now... Song Beiyun ransacked the treasury, arrested people, sealed food, and made Hangzhou into a mess, but the governor of Hangzhou asked the court to praise Song Beiyun.

He's crazy?

"Actually not, officials." Zhao Xiang cupped his hands and said to Zhao Xing: "This is the reason why I let Song Beiyun handle this matter."

"Oh? Tell me."

Zhao Xiang chuckled: "The position of imperial envoy is the most difficult, and it is better to pay attention to one thing. This Song Beiyun is famous for his long sleeves, good dancing, and exquisite appearance. If anyone in the world can take on this important task, he must be a part of it."

Zhao Xing nodded: "It's okay for a dog to be slick, he won't stand on anyone's team, but he will wipe off a little of whoever's oily water."

"That's why I dare to use his reasoning. Everyone says that Song Beiyun is from the lineage of his relatives, but I don't think that's the case at all." After Zhao Xiang said, he paused for a moment: "This time when he goes to Hangzhou, he will check and arrest him." Grabbing, but not hurting the bones, not only gave the court an explanation, but also gave Hangzhou a face. The governor of Hangzhou knows that Song Beiyun is good after a long time in the officialdom. Several generals."

Zhao Xing nodded as if he understood clearly: "It is Zhao Xiang after all, and he can see clearly. But I heard that Zhao Xiang doesn't like Song Beiyun very much."

Faced with Zhao Xing's temptation, Zhao Xiang also said quite frankly: "It is true that I am not very happy. His behavior is perverted, he does not follow the rules, and he has done things that are detrimental to morals in the name of the court many times. He doesn't bother to make friends. But people are useful, he has his own place, and he does not avoid enmity, not to mention that I have no enmity with him. His elder brother Kuang Yusheng is now under my family, and he is an outstanding person It is worth cultivating carefully, but I am a little surprised... how can brothers from the same school be so different."

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Xing waved his hand and said, "The dogs in a litter have different coat colors, let alone human beings."

As for Zhao Xing's inadvertent vulgarity, Zhao Xiang is already used to it, he smiled and said: "So let's leave the matter of Hangzhou to that slippery kid, he has the ability."

"Well...then I will listen to Zhao Xiang." Zhao Xing nodded, and then asked suddenly: "Are the Jin Guo scholars here today?"

"Caichen just arrived when he came, and has been taken care of by Honglu Temple."

"Does that mean that the discussion meeting will start tonight?"

Mentioning this, Zhao Xiang was obviously very excited, his eyes were about to sparkle, and his mental state was different. He stood proudly with his hands behind his back: "I have studied the Confucian scriptures carefully, and I deeply believe that the essence of Confucianism is compatibility. If Confucianism is the only one to respect Confucianism, the future pillars of the country will be pedantic people, which is not feasible. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, we have established a name of tolerance. Since it is a prosperous age of learning, it is better to come here. A little earlier, if you can see the prosperity of China with the power of civil and military in your lifetime! Wouldn't it be great?"

Zhao Xing sighed softly: "Master Zhao's idea is a good idea, but now I am Song..."

"Officials, the world is unpredictable. As long as the officials work hard, the world will return to its heart in time." Zhao Xiang said seriously: "I seem to have seen the vision of a prosperous age in my heart."

"I hope that as you said, it's getting late, so Prime Minister Zhao should go back and have a good rest."

"The minister will leave."

Zhao Xiang left. On the way back, he had actually been circling a rather unrealistic fantasy in his mind, that is, he would be able to see the glory of the Tang Dynasty shining on the Song Dynasty again in his lifetime.

It's difficult, but he knows it's not impossible, so that's why he indulged Song Beiyun to play those deviant things outside the city, and never killed King Fu.

He had actually chatted with Zhang Shangshu about Song Beiyun. Although he still dislikes this little bastard, he has begun to pay attention because his behavior is very interesting.

Logically speaking, he now fully possesses what a powerful minister should have, but he doesn't seem to be fighting for anything. He made great contributions but changed hands and smashed Yushitai. .

This was confirmed by Zhang Shangshu himself. The kid now seems to regard himself as a member of the Ministry of Industry. Zhang Shangshu even invited him to check the workshop outside the city a few days ago.

It does look like that, even a person like himself who doesn't like fun is full of joy when he sees the products there, and under Zhang Shangshu's explanation, he gradually understands the importance of this.

Originally, he wanted to stop this kind of money-burning thing, but now it seems... as long as it doesn't burden the national treasury too much, just burn money. After all, it really makes people see the hope of the future of Song Dynasty.

But still the same sentence, as far as Song Beiyun is concerned, it is really unlikable, and it can even be said to be annoying, making people bored and annoying just looking at it!

At this moment, Zhao Xing was chatting with Old Wang in the palace about the change of Zhao's attitude towards Song Beiyun.

"I think Zhao Xiang felt that Ding Siqing threatened his position, and Song Beiyun and Ding Siqing got closer." Zhao Xing held his head and said, "If you think about it, just Generally speaking, people like Zhao Xiang would let that bastard Song Beiyun go to Hangzhou to make money. This is just showing favor."

"The key point is that Mr. Song doesn't like money..." Old Wang bowed his head and said, "The old slave has checked, and Mr. Song has hardly dealt with any money, food, and money. He only took five pieces of public funds to buy clothes, saying that he burned them on business. Clothes, the government has to pay."

"This bastard..." Zhao Xing also laughed: "To be honest, if it wasn't for this guy's lust, I wouldn't dare to use him."

"Actually, he's lazy...extremely lazy." Lao Wang continued to add: "According to the report from the Commander, he can lie at home all day in his spare time, and he doesn't even bother to get out of bed when he eats."

"Yeah, what a capable minister...how could he be so temperamental?" Zhao Xing lamented, "I thought it was a lucky star bestowed by God to bring me back to life in Song Dynasty. I didn't expect such a thing to be bestowed on me." .”

There is one thing to say, Song Beiyun's ability is obvious to all, he belongs to the kind of person who can live a happy life no matter where he is, and he can use it well, even if he is no less than Guan Zhongleyi, this is Zhang Shangshu's evaluation.

But this guy is a square piece of wood, and he only rolls a few times after being kicked. If he is left alone, he can lie on the spot until he stinks.

This is also a point that makes people very contradictory. That guy is so smart, even if he is a little bit diligent, he will give people a feeling that he wants "a prince and general will have a kindness", but if he is not diligent, but It makes people feel a kind of regret that the jade is dusty.

Does this make him work hard or not work hard?This is really a major research topic in imperial studies.

"Actually, the officials don't need to worry too much about this person. I'm afraid this guy is really too lazy to rebel." After all, Lao Wang still said a fair thing: "Didn't it be said in the front-line report that when Duke Ding arrived, he He handed over the military power overnight, and ran home early the next morning to enjoy it. If the officials hadn't issued seven imperial decrees, he would have been in Nanchang until now."

"Hahahahahaha..." Zhao Xing covered his face and laughed loudly: "Tell me, this really makes me angry and funny, how can there be such a person in the world."

"Xiaoyu has a very good relationship with him. According to Xiaoyu, his laziness is not faking, he is really lazy, and he has no desire for money and power. The few desires are beautiful women and good food. "

"My sisters are all in!" Zhao Xing patted the table and said, "What else is he going to do! Anyway, I will explain to him when the time comes, he can only choose one of Jin Ling'er and Xiao Wan'er. Let him take advantage of all the advantages."

"The official family..."

"Ok?"

"I can't do it!" Lao Wang sighed: "The official's move will really make him take Princess Qiansui and Zuo Junzhu away from home. If such people go to Jinliao, it will be very difficult..."

"Hey... where does the royal face go?"

Normally speaking, if Jin Ling'er or Zuo Rou is a woman from a common people, it's easy to handle, and I will leave it to that guy.But the key point is that Jin Ling'er is the daughter of the royal family, and Xiao Wan'er is the daughter of a hereditary Duke. At the beginning, Zhao Xing promised to become a king with a different surname after a hundred years. This means that in the future, Xiao Wan'er will definitely be a princess .

How can there be a reason in this world for a person to marry a princess and marry a princess?This is against the rules, Zongzheng Temple and the Ministry of Rites can't do it...

"Let's see how he plays with it then." Zhao Xing sighed, "I can only pretend I didn't see it."

At this moment, Song Beiyun was sitting in the gazebo in the heavy rain and kept sneezing. He didn't feel like he had a cold but was allergic to something.

While he was writing home letters to the girls at home, he was thinking about the matter of the twin princesses asking for relatives in the near future.

Yesterday he got the news that Fu Wang Chitose had already driven straight into the city, and it seemed that the rebellion would subside sooner than he imagined, and it took about half a year to completely subside.

After the rebellion subsides, the things delayed at the beginning of the year will be put on the agenda. First of all, Chunwei, Song Beiyun and Yusheng don't care whether they want Chunwei now, but he thinks it's better to take the exam, at least it will give Zhao Xing a headache for a while Well.

The other one is about Song Liao recruiting relatives. Although the ambassador of Liao Kingdom who is in charge of this matter is still singing and singing with the Queen Mother Song every night outside Gusu City, this kind of thing must be done after all.

And Xiao Song is also very curious, how can the princess of Liao Kingdom, He De, be able to compete with Jin Ling'er, if she is ugly, wouldn't it lower Jin Ling'er's status?He didn't have any plans for that princess, but it was not worth it for Jin Ling'er.

"By the way, that cow!" Song Beiyun yelled, "Go get ready. If the weather is fine tomorrow, let's go for a walk around the surrounding villages."

Chapter 343: On June 6, 10

In today's Guozijian, the voices of people are buzzing and the lights are brightly lit, making people see the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties in a trance.

From the time when Emperor Wu of the Han respected Confucianism only, hundreds of schools survived in name only, and later they decorated themselves like a little daughter-in-law married to Confucianism, carefully serving her husband's food and daily life, and when the sudden spring breeze came, those lovely The poor little daughters-in-law suddenly found that the family had sprung up behind them like mushrooms after a spring rain. These beautiful women with low brows also suddenly pulled out sharp knives that had been sharpened for more than 1000 years from their backs. The thick neck was chopped off.

Today is destined to be lively, not only today, but also in the literary world in the next hundred or thousand years.

This is the beginning of an era!Based on this alone, Zhao Xing's temple name is not destined to be too bad, at least he will be a Mingzong, and he can get a Renzong if he doesn't keep it. Let's see how to fight for that posthumous title.