Song Beiyun

When Fo Baonu saw him leave, he laughed very satisfied, and then said meaningfully: "Everyone says that Yan Shu is unparalleled in the world, but that's all I can think of."

Chapter 429, October 10, 23

The battle of the semi-finals is today. Both the winner's group and the loser's group will decide the last four people, and there are eight people left. One, two, three, four.

There are different opinions on the final result, but with the elimination of many seeded players, there are already many listless people wandering around the Qinhuai River. If the temperature had not dropped sharply in the past few days, the water would have been overcrowded.

"Gambling is not good."

Zhao Xing spread out the stacks of stamped letters on the imperial case, and while talking, he picked up a stack and put it under his nose to smell it gently. He smelled the special scent of ink on it, and he was in a good mood.

"Officials, please be more decent..." Yan Shu remonstrated from below: "It would be better if others saw it."

Zhao Xing didn't care about that, he put these brand new seals into a box, hung up two locks, and then patted the box like a baby: "Gambling is harmful."

"Officials..." Yan Shu sighed, "If you win, you will have more than a million hits, right?"

"Can my business be called gambling? I just warned those gamblers that gambling will not end well." Zhao Xing raised his head: "Yan Qing, what's the matter?"

"The fish is hooked."

"Hooked? Good, good." Zhao Xing's eyes lit up, but he soon became serious again: "If Yelufo Baonu's words are not signed on the paper, it doesn't count as being hooked."

"I understand that the outcome will be decided in the next few days." Yan Shu rolled his eyes, "Officials, if Mr. Song is a pseudonym, wouldn't it be too conspicuous if he directly named the princess?"

Zhao Xing thought for a while, leaned on the chair and slightly raised his hand: "Little fish."

"The servant is here."

Xiaoyu stepped out of the shadows just like the old Wang before: "Go look for your Mr. Song today, and tell him to make some coincidences when choosing the princess. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to be too deliberate."

"Yes."

"Go."

Taking advantage of the night, Xiaoyu turned over the courtyard like a ghost, but when he was about to get off his feet, he took out a rope from his sleeve and threw it on the nearby tree, but he didn't expect that he accidentally touched it when he climbed the tree. What, then a large net suddenly came from all sides, and then dozens of bells inside and outside the yard rang.

The little fish was covered in the net and didn't move or struggle, but looked pitifully at the direction of the atrium.

Not long after, Qiaoyun came out from the inside, took a lamp in his hand to shine a light on it, and after seeing it was Xiaoyu, he silently shook his head and walked back into the house.

Xiaoyu also couldn't help laughing, and sat there until Song Beiyun came over with the key, and while putting Xiaoyu down from the tree, he muttered, "One or two of you insist on climbing over the wall to get in. You said that if you knocked The door, even if you call Brother Song, can I not open the door for you?"

"Know it……"

Xiaoyu replied sweetly, with a sweet voice like a girl, Xiao Song raised his head to look at him and shivered: "If someone who has never met you before can tell you are male and female, then Definitely a gift from God.”

"Little fish doesn't care."

After getting down from the tree, Xiaoyu patted the dust off his body: "Master Song, the officials asked me to come."

"Can I still not know, come with me, go into the house and drink some soup to warm up, it's raining, you're all soaked, and you're not afraid of the cold."

Xiao Song brought him into the house, wiped his face with a towel, and then brought him to the kitchen stove: "Come, sit here, I'll serve you soup."

"No... Master Song, Xiaoyu is a slave, how can you bother Master Song to do it... If the master finds out, he will be punished."

"Nonsense." Xiao Song pushed him on the chair: "If I pay attention to this, how can I not have a few servants at home? You just sit."

Xiao Song said, made a bowl of the fish soup stewed for Jin Ling'er from the pot and handed it to Xiao Yu: "The princess drinks it, I accidentally made too much, you drink it."

Xiaoyu held the fish pond and took a deep look at Song Beiyun for a few times, then stopped talking, sat there peacefully and drank the soup.

After a while, Xiao Song came back with the cat in his arms, put the cat in a nest of straw mats next to the kitchen stove, looked up and asked, "What message did Mr. Zhao ask you to pass?"

Xiaoyu quickly put down the bowl, got up and said: "The official said, let you be careful not to show your feet, saying that the fish has already taken the bait. Now please be more careful, Mr. Song, if you go up, you will name the eldest princess. I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion."

Xiao Song rolled his eyes: "Yan Shu said that, right?"

"How did Master Song know?" Xiaoyu was extremely surprised: "Master Song really knows how to count?"

"I'll be a fart." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "Mr. Zhao doesn't have this kind of scheming. In the whole world, it's Yan Shu who wants to be careful."

Xiaoyu showed a clear smile: "Master Song is still Master Song after all."

"Don't say compliments, go back and reply to Mr. Zhao, just say I understand."

"But..." Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment: "Master Song should tell me to take it back, otherwise the officials will not be relieved."

Xiao Song folded his arms and fell into deep thought. He walked back and forth in the kitchen, and the kitten followed his footsteps.

"what!"

Xiao Song clapped his hands suddenly, waking Xiao Yu up.Xiaoyu quickly raised his eyes: "Master Song, how are you?"

"In this way, I ordered Zhao Orange when I came up, but the imperial list announced that it was Zhao Ling who promised me... No, no, no, this can't work." After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he rejected himself again: "In this way, No. 2 is possible Light the golden bell."

Xiao Song continued to walk around with his hips crossed. He really didn't think of this before. After all, Song Beiyun is not all-knowing and omnipotent. His negligence may make Yu'er wake up in advance, and then it will be a big trouble.

"Yes!" Xiao Song's eyes suddenly became brighter: "Isn't it going to be four to two tomorrow, so... After tomorrow's game, the officials will call all the remaining players from Da Song's side into the palace. Tell everyone that if you don't choose Jin Ling'er, you will die."

Xiao Yu was stunned. He looked at Song Beiyun in confusion, and Xiao Song rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Look, you don't understand this."

Xiaoyu shook his head ignorantly, expressing that he didn't understand what these cultured people were thinking at all.

"Jin Ling'er is pregnant with my child, Fobaonu knows." Song Beiyun waved his finger, "If I clicked on her right away, Fobaonu would doubt her, so let's use another method. To cover up the doubts here, it is to dispatch Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao is not only the emperor, but also an important member of the Zhao clan. He has the responsibility and obligation to maintain the glory of the Zhao clan. Leak out."

Xiaoyu nodded heavily, expressing that he understood.

"Then from the point of view of the royal family and the Zhao clan, now that Song Beiyun is on death row, Jin Ling'er must not be able to marry him. Then she is pregnant, and this matter must be covered up. What should I do? ? That’s the people who choose son-in-law. Anyway, they marry whichever princess they marry, right? So marrying a pregnant princess has nothing to do with those who want to be son-in-law. What they care about is not the princess but the glory Wealthy."

After Xiao Song said a lot, he waved his hand: "Who in Song Dynasty has the right to let another person enjoy the glory and wealth?"

Xiaoyu suddenly became enlightened, he got up and cupped his hands towards Song Beiyun and said, "Master Song is really a minister of the Great Song Dynasty, as the officials said."

Not long after, Xiaoyu told Zhao Xing about Song Beiyun's countermeasure. After Zhao Xing heard it, he slapped his thigh and said to Yan Shu, "This time, he is the most evil person in the history."

Yan Shu was also stunned. Although he himself thought of some methods, he really didn't have the same method as Xiao Song's, and the key point was that it was seamless. How is it not important, want to be rich and prosperous?As long as you are honest and obedient, give it to him.If he is not honest and obedient, I hope that when he celebrates his 20th birthday 19 years later, he will be lucky enough to take part in the imperial examination.

Don't talk about cruelty or cruelty, a human life is nothing compared to the dignity of the royal family. Since the ages, which case involving the royal family has not been bloody?

The villain Song Beiyun is an absolute villain, but no one can criticize him. After all, the matter has come to this point, so what can be done?

And those who are vying to be son-in-law, what are they vying for? It takes a lot of work, they have imperial examinations, internal referrals, and at worst workshops.

Since you are greedy for that glory, don't be angry with that injustice.

After Zhao Xing made his decision, two people in the winner group and one person in the loser group were summoned into the palace by Zhao Xing in the early morning of the second day. Everyone chatted for about a stick of incense.

Of course, I told the other two that I must choose Jin Ling'er, and Jiujiang Xinchen just tasted the pomegranate sent by Fan Bang.

However, the fact that these three people were called into the palace early in the morning spread quickly, and Fo Baonu naturally heard about it.

She was having breakfast, and when she heard the news from the guards, she only thought about it for a while, then smiled lightly in understanding.

"Why are you laughing, Your Highness?"

"The royal family wants face after all." Fo Baonu snorted, and said disdainfully: "But this matter is not up to them to decide, if they don't follow my wish, then I will make trouble with Da Song It's turned upside down."

Conspiracies are easy to see through, but Xiao Song's performance is not a conspiracy at all, but a well-founded stage play.

Everyone is performing their own duties on the stage, and everyone seems to have done their best, but in the end it is just to see if anyone is too deep into the drama to extricate themselves.

Chapter 430, October 10, 24

Autumn rains are continuous in the south, and this year is particularly abnormal. Experienced farmers have started to prepare for the autumn harvest early, because if the rain continues like this, as long as there is a snow or a frost in advance, this year's harvest may be lower. cut in half.

The princes and grandsons in the city don't know about the farming affairs, so they feel that this year's weather is a little bit harsh. When they wake up early, they can see a faint white breath, and the tentacles become a little warm after the well water comes up.

"It's so cold today." Fo Baonu was dressed neatly and stood at the window, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and there were only two pieces of oil cakes beside him, which was simple and plain.There was a hint of worry on her face: "I don't know what's going on in the north."

"Last year, the Grassland was shut down eight times. This year I think it's only a lot more, but I heard from the spies that the old country has fallen snow, and this year I think the Jin Kingdom will not be easy." The imperial guard beside him replied cautiously: "And there is news from Andu , Beiyuan officials are urging His Highness to return as soon as possible, especially His Highness's second brother even took people to His Majesty's bedroom yesterday to try to force the palace, but fortunately, Master Zhou Yunzhou, the commander of the Pishi Army, blocked him from the palace gate."

"My second younger brother's wolf ambition is not small." Fo Baonu gently put the lid on the teacup: "That being the case, let's set the return date today, and I will return in seven days."

"Yes."

Fo Baonu stretched out her arms, and the maid behind her immediately put on a white cloak, looking quite heroic.

She got on the sedan chair and came to the checkpoint. Today was the final match, and the winner group was as expected, only Jiujiang Xinchen and Fo Baonu left.

After the two met in the room, Fo Baonu just looked at Xin Chen with a smile and said, "Yesterday Emperor Song summoned you to do something."

Jiujiang Xinchen just smiled and did not answer. At this time, the referee next to him stepped forward and began to read the rules: "Today's competition will be divided into three rounds. The first round is martial arts, the second round is classics, and the third round is engineering. Three wins and two wins. Before the competition, I will throw a copper coin, and the one who guesses correctly will choose the topic."

After Fo Baonu and "Jiujiang Xinchen" expressed no objection, the referee began to enter the preparation stage, and at this stage, people began to come in from outside one after another. Xiao Song took a look and found that they were all dignitaries. The president of Song Dynasty, the prince of Daliao, and other ministers and temple ministers all occupied the auditorium.

Naturally, the common people were not allowed to enter the venue to watch the ceremony, but there was a messenger who reported the news here to the outside.

"You have to come out of your wits before you are willing to give up." Fo Baonu chuckled when he saw the onlookers outside the arena: "How dare I win you so badly."

Xiao Song felt that Fo Baonu was a little bit sloppy, a farmer who scratched his head when crossing the river, how qualified he was to say such a thing.

But he couldn't speak, and if he spoke at such a close distance, he might reveal his secrets, so Xiao Song suppressed his desire to spray her, and stood there motionless with a smile on his face.

The referee quickly announced the start and threw the copper plate into the air. After he caught it, he raised his head and looked at the two players beside him.

"Let me do it." Fo Baonu was not polite at all: "I will choose literal words."

The referee was silent for a while: "There are words on both sides."

Fo Baonu's eyes suddenly widened: "Then what do you want me to guess?"

"Guess if there is a mark on it..."

The coercion of the prince of a country is still very strong, and the referee is just a small official of the Ministry of Rites. He is a little scared when he is stared at by this stare, and he even trembles when he speaks.

"Have."

Fo Baonu didn't talk nonsense, and quickly guessed the result. The referee looked at Xiao Song. After Xiao Song nodded without any objection, he moved his hand away. One side of the copper plate was indeed plated with gold.

This one-sided gold-plating technique is a top secret in the workshop. The Liao Kingdom loves Buddha, but not everyone can afford the Golden Buddha, so the small gold-plated bronze statue is very popular in the Liao Kingdom, but no one in the Liao Kingdom can imitate it This kind of gold-plating technique without any trace, so the small golden Buddha from the Song Dynasty has almost monopolized the market in the Liao Kingdom. Even if it is sold cheaply, the merchants are actually making a lot of money.

"Prince Yelu wins. In the first contest, Prince Yelu chooses the weapon."

Fo Baonu chuckled, looked at Xiao Song, and laughed softly: "My dear friend, you are quite tall, but you just don't know if you can do it."

Xiao Song moved his eyes and smiled, and said in his heart that if he was not afraid that you would recognize him, I would drive two cars for you...

But this smile didn't mean kindness in Fo Baonu's eyes. She obviously thought that Xiao Song was laughing at her, so her eyes became extremely sharp, and she chose a saber without saying a word.

And seeing her choose such a manly weapon, Xiao Song was a little surprised, but he chose the knuckles leisurely...

Seeing him choose knuckles, many generals outside the field were curious. Who has heard of using bunt to fight against saber?Isn't this courting death?

"How about we decide whether to win or die today?"

Fo Baonu's words scared the referee beside him half to death, he hurried forward and said: "For the ring competition, just tap it..."

Anu laughed, and then a saber-chopping knife was in full swing in her hand, and it looked like it couldn't be mastered after more than ten years of practice.

You still said you don't know martial arts?Xiao Song's eyes widened. He always thought that Fo Baonu was a powerless old woman, but now she is obviously not... She is just a good woman who is capable of writing and martial arts!

A flash of saber light flashed, and the point of the saber was pointed at Xiao Song, while Fo Baonu's other hand hooked his fingers at him provocatively: "How about three tricks?"

Xiao Song glanced at her, then ran to the sidelines unhurriedly and began to do warm-up exercises, stretching and running in place, the movements were funny and joyful.

Fo Baonu was not in a hurry, and waited quietly for him to come to the ring again after performing a set of funny moves. At this time, Xiao Song simply threw away the knuckles, shook his fist and raised his fist at Fo Baonu. jaw.

Between lightning and flint, the shadow of the knife flashed, and the saber slashed against Xiao Song's scalp. Fortunately, his almost instinctive short body avoided the blow and quickly approached Fo Baonu's close point.

At this point, Xiao Song immediately used his fists, and each punch of Pi Drill Beng Pao Heng carried a fist style. Although Fo Baonu always wanted to distance himself, he seemed to be stuck by this guy.

And when this set of weird boxing techniques made Fo Baonu overwhelmed, Zhao Xing in the audience suddenly yelled "Hello!"

"Good boxing!"

Everyone looked at the excited Great Song Emperor, but Zhao Xing continued to stare at the stage without realizing it.

Zhao Xing even stood up and applauded when Song Beiyun punched the cannon on the back of the Zhanma Dao and spread out the steel knife, and then punched Fo Baonu's chest with a drill fist.

"Good boxing! Really good boxing! It must be from the Taizu Changquan lineage!"

Everyone immediately understood this sentence. Taizu Changquan was originally created by Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin. As the grandson of Taizu, he was very excited to see his own boxing style flourishing in the ring.

However, there are some people present who understand a little bit. On the stage, Jiujiang Xinchen's boxing style is similar to boxing but not like boxing. On the contrary, it has the meaning of the Yang family's marksmanship. There are several veteran generals present who have also followed Jindao Laoling Those who conquered the world, especially the trick just now that was deeply in the heart, looked like the Yang family's marksmanship!

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and insiders watch the way. Those who don't understand are saying that Jiujiang Xinchen can beat a saber with bare hands, and he has no power to fight back. The technique that looks like a fist but not a fist, coupled with high-strength speed, is exactly the only way to restrain the opening and closing of this horse-slashing sword technique.

"Good marksmanship!"

At this time, there was a sound like a bell from outside, and King Fu walked in with the wind and dirt.But when he saw King Fu approaching, King Nan of Liao Kingdom immediately lowered his head and became a little dingy.

And Fo Baonu on the stage was almost out of breath, she didn't expect the opponent to be so strong, if the punch just now hit her really hard, I'm afraid she would have fallen to the ground and vomited blood.