Song Beiyun

"Hahahaha." Fo Baonu laughed loudly: "Dream."

After finishing speaking, she knocked on the table with her fan: "The first topic is about wine, but you are not allowed to write about wine, neither peace nor joy. And it can't be seven words or five words. There must be seven, six, five Word parallel."

To write about wine or not to write about wine?What kind of subject is this?It’s okay to be safe and joyful, but it’s even more worrying to write about sorrow, but it’s a bit embarrassing not to write seven laws and five words, right?And there is a five-six-seven-character parallel in a song?This is fatal.

Song Beiyun tilted his head and thought for a while, his eyes were still clouded, he chuckled lightly, and hooked his hand at Yan Shu: "Come write."

Soon, the pen and ink were ready, but Song Beiyun patted the paper and pointed at Fo Baonu: "In ancient times, Li Taibai asked Gao Lishi to take off his boots, and now Song Beiyun asked Fo Baonu to grind ink, come! Grind ink for me! "

Fo Baonu stared at Song Beiyun, and Xiao Song stared at her not to be outdone: "Anu, come on! What are you waiting for?"

Fo Baonu chuckled, stepped forward and took off the jug on the table, and rubbed the ink with the wine. As the fragrance of the wine and ink rose, Song Beiyun suddenly wrapped one hand around Fo Baonu's waist: "I wrote You read a sentence."

Fo Baonu quickly moved away, looking around, only to find that the people around him looked at them with strange eyes, which were full of unsightly expressions.

"You...deceitful too much!" Fo Baonu withdrew.

"Scared?" Song Beiyun raised his chin: "Don't play if you can't afford it, and be your eldest prince."

Fo Baonu couldn't stand the challenge the most. She stood still, trembling with anger, then turned around and walked back, but she refused to let Song Beiyun touch her again.

Seeing her cautious look, Song Beiyun laughed wildly in a drunken state. While laughing, he picked up a pen and wrote a whole sentence on the paper in one breath.

Fo Baonu looked down at his handwriting carefully, but he didn't expect such a bastard to have such good handwriting, and he said that his handwriting was like a person, but no matter how you look at the hard-edged handwriting, it doesn't look like this slick villain can written out.

"read."

Fo Baonu lowered his head and looked for a while: "Drinking Dongpo at night and waking up drunk, it's like three o'clock when I come back. The house boy's nose is already thundering. I don't even answer the door. I lean on my stick to listen to the sound of the river."

After she finished reading it, looking at it more carefully, it was catchy, but it was not a famous sentence through the ages.

But then Xiao Song began to write while singing: "The eternal regret is not mine, when will I forget it? The night is quiet and the wind is calm. The boat will pass away, and Jiang Hai will send the rest of his life."

When Fo Baonu finished reading, Yan Shu was also stunned for a while, and gave Song Beiyun a strange expression.In the first two sentences, "wake up and get drunk again", and then "as if", it vividly expresses his indulgence in drinking.Just like Song Beiyun's appearance now, waking up and getting drunk, and getting drunk to wake up, are subtle.

But the last few sentences... are a bit elusive to him. Xiao Song is not like such a broad and open-minded person. If he can't knock on the door, he will definitely go in with one foot.

But after reading the second half of the paragraph, Yan Shu sat there quietly for a long time, as if he had entered that scene, on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, in the dead of night, sitting alone by the bank of the Yangtze River. Your birth is not your existence" and "The whole body of your body, embrace your birth, without making you think about it", let your emotions and nature come from your heart.

The sudden stretch in the last paragraph "It's better to take a flat boat and return to the river and sea after the incident", but it makes this song Linjiang's fairy charm come out as a whole.

Thinking of Xiao Song's past and his temperament, Yan Shu suddenly understood why he always said some frustrating words for no reason.This shows that his ambitions are not developing, and the future is confused.

Thinking of the thorns along the way, Yan Shu couldn't help but let himself into it, and sighed deeply.

And Fo Baonu looked at Song Beiyun's poem, looked at it for a long time, then turned his head to look at Xiao Song and looked at the poem again, and went back and forth three times.

"Everyone, can you?" Yan Shu turned around and asked the literati behind him, "What do you guys think of this term?"

At first no one spoke, but when one voice had good words but not enough to be famous, the voice in the room suddenly swelled, and they started a heated argument.

Some people said it was enough, some people said it was not possible, and the debate started.

But after the Buddha Baonu finished reading it, he just sighed quietly, gently covered a piece of white paper on the words written by Song Gou, dried up the ink, put the words in his arms, and turned his head gently Looking at Yan Shu: "I lost this round."

"Do you want a second round?"

"That's natural." Fo Baonu smiled with his little canine teeth: "The second round, but at least you wake him up, if I do, he will start to move again."

Yan Shu smiled knowingly: "I understand."

And the young man in the corner, who was also sipping fine wine, applauded secretly when he heard Song Beiyun's words, but turned his head and felt sad inwardly. Doesn't it mean that the words were about him? When he dies, Jiang Hai sends the rest of his life."

It's just that the fate of this world cannot be controlled by others.

Chapter 406: On September 9, 20

Time has come, but the poetry meeting still has no intention of stopping. The wine has been served for four rounds, and the atmosphere is still hot.

After three rounds, Song Gou left three famous poems handed down from generation to generation. Everyone was waiting for Song Gou to write the fourth one, but he was too drunk to wake up.

However, with three victories out of five, Song Beiyun had already won, and the prince of the Liao Kingdom had completely lost. Under such a joking environment, Youzhou had once again become the nominal territory of the Great Song Dynasty.

Although I don't know the specific use of this, at least Da Song earned a sigh of relief, although this breath was won from Song Beiyun who was not up to date.

When Fo Baonu left, it was close to the third watch, and she seemed to be in a very bad mood, but it wasn't because she "returned" Youzhou to Da Song, but because she failed to let Song Gou go to become Daliao.

After all the guests dispersed, Xiao Yu appeared at the door, bowed and said to the young man who was also slightly drunk in the corner: "Officials, it's time to go back to the palace."

"I don't want to go, I will live here today." Zhao Xing pointed to Song Beiyun who was lying on the chair in front of him, sleeping like a dog, and said, "Sleep here just like him."

Xiaoyu looked embarrassed: "Officials, it's mid-autumn with the wind and cold, so let's go back."

"I won't go!" Zhao Xing smashed the cup in his hand to the ground: "Don't you understand?"

His voice was so loud that it woke up Song Beiyun. He opened his eyes and looked over there in a daze. After seeing Zhao Xing losing his temper, he was about to open his mouth to speak, but when he opened his mouth it was wow He spat out.

Yan Shu stood at the door with his hips crossed, his face full of helplessness...

When Fo Baonu returned to her residence, she couldn't fall asleep for a long time after washing. She lay on the bed, unfolded those pieces of paper, and looked at the poems on the paper. The more she looked at them, the more she liked them.

If you don't connect these three poems with Song Beiyun, everyone will sigh what a genius he is. Although he is not as arrogant as Li Taibai's "Phoenix Song Laughing at Confucius", it is better than elegance and tranquility. It's not like Du Fu's "down and out new stop the turbid wine glass"'s hardship, but it's better than doing whatever you want.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this person is a rare genius, right?Is that so?In ancient times, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, but today I have seen Song Beiyun's intoxicating poem in three steps.

Even though Fo Baonu was unwilling to accept it, she still had to admit that Song Beiyun was top-notch in both thinking and writing, and that no one in the world could compare with him, even a madman like Yan Shu was willing to bow down.

But the more this happened, the more angry Fo Baonu became, and the more angry he became, the more he couldn't sleep. When she turned her head, it was already dawn, but she was still rolling on the bed.

"No, no, no, I'm going to sleep..."

Fo Baonu covered his head with a quilt, but his eyes were still wide open and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

It was almost noon when she fell asleep, and Xiao Song was in a similar situation to her.

Xiao Song really drank too much yesterday. He was carried to the guest room by the servants of Yan's mansion. This sleep seemed to be dead. Yan Shu was afraid that he would be drowned by his own vomit, so he ordered the servants on duty at home to separate him from the room. Check it out in a quarter of an hour.

And Xiao Song slept like this from the night before to the afternoon of the next day. When he got up, he only felt a splitting headache, and his whole body fell into a chaotic state. He sat on the bedside for a long time, but he couldn't even move I have no strength in my feet.

However, when he was sleeping, Song Beiyun's name could be said to have resounded throughout the Jinling literary world, and now his reputation became complicated. People who hated him didn't know that this person's literary talent could reach this level. I didn't expect his wildness to reach this level.

Let the prince of the Liao Kingdom study ink, and he can come up with natural witty words at his fingertips, and even drunk people can still write famous works in an instant.

This is completely inconsistent with his reputation as a jester and treacherous minister.

Many people feel that Song Beiyun is a pity. If he is willing to devote himself to the literary world for thousands of years, he will definitely have a place for him, but he has become such a dirty and corrupt official.

And with the deepening of the discussion, people also unearthed all kinds of things about Song Beiyun. After everyone spread the word, they discovered that Song Gou, who could stop children from crying at night, was also a man of great talent and strategy.

The deeds of the refugees, the pacification of the plague, the recovery of lost land, etc., are all the deeds of Master Qingtian, not to mention that he is also a talent in Luzhou Prefecture.

You must know that it was last year's Jieyuan. Because of the rebellion, Chunwei could not be held. Although the Chongyang examination was added, it was already the second subject after the reform.

In other words, last year's Luzhou Jieyuan was equivalent to the new champion.

Song Beiyun is a top scholar!

After hearing this sad news, many old gentlemen who don't care about worldly affairs have the urge to thump their feet and their chests. They ponder over why a number one scholar has fallen into what he is now.

But no matter how the literary world was shaken, Song Beiyun didn't feel it when he thought about it. He finally returned home, because today is the real Mid-Autumn Festival, and he will go home no matter what time it is.

Originally, I had said that I would bring Aunt Hong here, but because Brother Yusheng is now going around and exercising the duties of an imperial envoy to supervise the construction of the temple, and he happened to be in Nanchang, so Xiao Song didn't bother to bother, and just entrusted the caravan to help Hong Auntie and Yusheng brought moon cakes and gifts of all sizes.

"You've become famous, you're amazing, Song Caizi." Qiaoqiao's hands were full of flour, and they were patting mooncakes in front of the hall, which was quite interesting.

"Isn't that right? When I went out this morning, the streets were full of discussions about Mr. Song." Jin Ling'er has changed into loose clothes now, because her stomach can be seen, if she wears that waistband again The clothes are easy to wear: "More than a dozen newspapers, even the official newspapers have published them, and the headlines are particularly shocking. Song Beiyun throws everything, and the eldest prince ruins Youzhou."

Song Beiyun turned over and poked Miaoyan's thigh with a burr from a bamboo.

"Are you owed or not?" Miao Yan slapped him across the face: "Chop off your hand if you owe it."

"That can't be done. Now the hands of Song talents are worth thousands of gold. If you cut them off, countless girls in the city will cry secretly." Jin Ling'er said eccentrically, "I'm afraid even the prince of the Liao Kingdom will treat this song Has the talented man been shaken?"

"What can you do? You are the No. 1 in the world when you are a runaway." Song Beiyun sat up and said, "Zhao Ling, it's you, don't look pretty."

Qiao Qiao laughed, but Jin Ling'er glanced at Song Gou, curled her lips: "When there was no Liao princess, you called her little Jinling. Well, now that there is a Liao princess, you are called Ben Gong." Zhao Ling? Zhao Ling is also your name? Kneel down!"

Song Beiyun rubbed her face, turned around and poured himself a glass of water: "Don't mention her, she is simply a pervert, and she really lingers on me."

"If you didn't fall in love with her, why didn't you kill her? Isn't it impossible with your ability?"

In terms of cruelty, Jin Ling'er is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She is not only good at driving, she can also open her mouth to kill people like this.

"So girls, it's best not to discuss this kind of topic." Song Beiyun yawned: "It's okay if I scare her, but if I really get rid of her, the main fighters of the Liao Kingdom will come to power. I want to fight with the Liao Kingdom Do you want to fight?"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Song rubbed his temples: "Don't harm your father, he is not young, let him be clean for a few years."

"Who will be cleansed for a few years?"

While he was talking, King Fu actually walked in from the door, his face was not straight and straight.

Before Song Beiyun could speak, he pointed to the side: "You two are so brave, you actually dared to dig a secret door in the courtyard? Let people know about it, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Jin Ling'er immediately pointed at Song Beiyun, and Songbei spread his hands: "My lord, who do you trust?"

Fu Wang didn't say much, just walked away.After all, there are female relatives here, so it is not easy for him to come in and out at will, but after the secret door was discovered, he walked over curiously, only to find that it was Song Beiyun's courtyard...

But not long after he left, there was a crisp "click" sound from the backyard, and Song Beiyun ran out with an ouch.

After passing by, I really saw Prince Fu standing there looking down at the clip on his foot...

"Little brat, are you setting traps in your own yard?"

When Lord Fu saw Song Beiyun coming, he cursed, "What if Jin Ling'er gets hurt?"

Song Beiyun faltered for a while, then lowered his head and said, "This...the position of the clip was designed by her."

Lord Fu was at a loss for words for a while, but angrily asked Song Beiyun to open the clip. After being opened, King Fu snorted and walked away.When he left, he cursed: "Two evils!"

And Jin Ling'er poked her head out behind Song Beiyun secretly after King Fu left: "Are you gone?"

"Ang, let's go." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Do you want to improve this clip?"

"I think there should be some special features, such as splashing a pot of dye from the top of the head after being caught." Jin Ling'er rubbed her chin and said, "What do you think?"

"I think it will work." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Or mustard water is fine."

"Okay, okay!" Jin Linger clapped her hands and applauded: "That's it!"

But when these strange things were being discussed, Fu Wang's head suddenly appeared from the wall, looking at Song Beiyun: "Come here."

"Oh, here we come."

The father-in-law ordered, and he naturally had no way to refuse, so he walked to the next door with a sullen head.

As soon as he passed by, King Fu took out a letter: "A letter came from Quanzhou."

Song Beiyun rolled his eyes: "Found it?"

"En." Fu Wang's face was serious: "What do you say?"

"My lord wants to hear that the best way is the safest way."

"What's the difference?"

Chapter 407: September 9, 22

Who lives the most comfortable life is actually an ordinary person who has no worries about food and clothing, and a little rich is safe and carefree.

As for the others, whether it is the working people at the bottom or the princes and generals at the top, there are many people who are in poverty, because they have to weigh the pros and cons of everything they do, otherwise they will do something that goes against human relations.

It is said that the royal family is ruthless, but it is not ruthless, but the affairs of the royal family can no longer be summed up in one word. If they don't care about gains and losses, and weigh the pros and cons, they must die in the end.

Is there a harmonious royal family in the world?Of course not, Zhao Xing may have the hope of becoming the Renzong of the new era, but even Renzong, there are some things that he absolutely cannot allow to exist.

Such as treason.

Since Prince Fu wanted to keep Zhao Cheng, he had to wipe his ass clean, otherwise, sooner or later, someone would follow along, because if Song Beiyun could touch it, other people would naturally touch it too.

"If the lord wants the safest way." Song Beiyun looked into lord Fu's eyes, and lightly stroked his neck with a knife blade: "The Imperial City Secretary is the most professional in this matter, and he must be clean."

"You..." Lord Fu's eyes widened: "Is this a good idea?"

"Actually, the lord knows in his heart that if Zhao Cheng is indeed the lord's own daughter, and others find out at this time, if her actions are revealed one day, what will happen to the lord? What will happen to the princess? I have chosen Jin Ling'er, of course you have to think about her wholeheartedly, and you can't let my Zhao Ling suffer any grievances because of the wild Zhao Cheng." Song Beiyun cupped his hands and said, "So if the lord is not ruthless, he will naturally turn a blind eye and close his eyes." One eye is fine."

King Fu half-closed his eyes: "What's the best way?"

"My lord is indeed a romantic lord." Song Beiyun said with a smile, "I can't let go of the kind woman who used to tie your shoes for you."

"Stop talking nonsense to me!" Fu Wang kicked his ass: "Say it quickly."

"The best way is not necessarily safe, but it can take care of the prince's mind to the greatest extent." Song Beiyun said in a low voice: "Let the concubine take a concubine for Prince Fu in person, it doesn't matter who she takes, as long as I give this concubine to you halfway Drop a bag and let this aunt's identity be washed here. This will not only allow the prince to enjoy the blessings of those people, but also allow the prince to experience the happiness of that day. It's just that this is the best way and not the most The safe way, the prince still needs to bear the risk."

Fu Wang walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, he was obviously thinking, and halfway through thinking, he suddenly looked up at Xiao Song: "If you..."