Song Beiyun

His Majesty the Emperor of the Liao Kingdom finally came back and brought a big treasure.

Miaoyan really likes this baby so much, he won’t let go of it when he holds it in his hand, and this baby is also like a powder carved jade, with very big eyes, and he likes to laugh, he just giggles when he teases him casually non-stop.

"You are really good, the child is so young, and you let him go for a long distance?" Miao Yan hugged the soft and fragrant little thing and refused to let go, sitting there complaining to Fo Baonu who was changing clothes: "Are you a human being?"

"What can I do? It's been almost a year. There is no more emperor in Liao Kingdom. I'm afraid someone will rebel."

"Who dares?" Miao Yan frowned: "I don't even weigh my weight."

Fo Baonu chuckled and glanced at Miaoyan.

"You doubt me?"

"I didn't doubt you." Fo Baonu curled his lips: "But some dog men are not good."

"Your dog man will be crowned Marquis this time." After the wonderful words were finished, he bent down and rubbed the little thing's forehead: "Good boy, mother will take you to sleep."

"Don't go." Fo Baonu raised his head: "Why should he be a Marquis? Isn't the Song Kingdom no longer has this entrustment?"

"It's no accident to change the system for one person." Miao Yan said in a low voice: "For 30 years, the Great Song Dynasty has retreated steadily, and lost its old capital. The old capital of Chang'an, withdrew the country's temper, what's the surprise of being a Marquis?"

"Then I will give him a seal too, and I will see what he will do," Fo Baonu laughed: "I will also send him a banner, the contribution of Daliao to defend the land and open up the frontier."

"You hate him for not dying."

"I can't wait for him to have no place to stand in the Song Dynasty, I can't wait for someone to throw dung on his house, and I can't wait for Zhao Xing to give him a glass of poisoned wine."

"what."

Miao Yan put the child gently in the cradle: "He said the most poisonous words on his mouth, but he was thinking of the dearest person in his heart. He can't get along with Da Song anymore, is there someone who hugs you every night? Asleep?"

"You..." Fo Baonu frowned and said, "You must be bitter in your heart if you have such a poisonous mouth."

"It's hard to say who is suffering." Miao Yan laughed and giggled, and even the little thing in the cradle also giggled: "Then you do this, and see if you have that wrist."

"Get up, I'm going to breastfeed my son."

"Why don't you find a wet nurse?" Miao Yan asked curiously, "The emperor personally breastfeeds her, it's an anecdote in the world."

"Someone refuses to let him, saying that he is worried about drinking, and I don't know what he is worrying about." Fo Baonu curled his lips: "I won't talk nonsense with you. After he falls asleep, I will summon the officials."

"Aren't you afraid that the leaking milk will be discovered?"

"you……"

Fo Baonu is really convinced by these two people, she thinks her mouth is not stupid, but this south and north, a man and a woman's mouth is really vicious, but she is still half-pissed off.

"Okay, I'll go find a way to make you a milk pump, so that you won't be bloated all day long."

"Milking... No need, it hurts." Fo Baonu said with a bitter face, "I'm afraid of pain."

"Draw, draw the draw."

"Isn't it still crowded..."

Miao Yan thought for a while: "I hate your Jinzhou accent the most."

However, although His Majesty the Emperor wanted to breastfeed, it did not affect her taking care of the ministers in the slightest.As for the rhetoric after seeing the officials, it was that he was seriously ill and was bedridden. Yesterday, the sky was full of purple clouds, and Fuzhi's heart suddenly recovered.

Then she listened carefully to the overall report on the battle between the two golds, and finally she also proposed to give Song Beiyun the title of Marquis.

But the emperor of the Liao Kingdom conferred marquis titles on the officials of the Song Kingdom, which was against the rules after all, but Fo Baonu didn't care about that, the reason was that Song Beiyun had guarded the north gate of the Liao Kingdom for more than [-] days, killed the general of the Kingdom of Jin, Wan Yan, and so on. The Liao Kingdom expanded its borders and regained its lost land. If the Song Kingdom changed the ancestral system for him, then the Liao Kingdom would not be granted a lord. Does it seem that the Liao Kingdom has lost its greatness?

Although the ministers scoffed at the words of His Majesty who suddenly smelled like milk, but...she seems to be right, it's not a big problem to be a vassal marquis, just give some money every year and that's it.

"By the way, fellow ministers, do you have any recommendations for the position of the Third Master of the Eastern Palace?"

Hearing this, the people below finally cheered up. His Royal Highness the Prince of Liao Kingdom is finally about to surface, and anyone who can be an official knows that as long as he firmly hugs the thigh of the Prince, as long as he is not too rough, The elders of the Three Dynasties are not a dream.

Chapter 664: On January 1, Five Years, Sunny Evening Clouds When the Sky Is Clear

After all, Song Beiyun was granted the title of Marquis, but it was not the Marquis of Jiangyin or Marquis of Donghai as people guessed, but a very strange place name, Marquis of Beiping.

Although it is also at the level of a county lord, his name seems to have slapped Liao on the face.

He was the only one who was granted the same title during the same period, and he was the first to be granted the title as a special case. The others were promoted one or two levels at most, but this guy was directly promoted to the position of County Marquis without changing his official rank.

When the New Year's banquet was held in the afternoon, Xiao Song was still punished and not allowed to attend the banquet, and he was even not allowed to enter the arena. He had no choice but to knock on Zhao Xing's door when he had nothing to eat.

"Leader, I didn't get any food, what's the matter, I'm hungry...Leader, leader...When will we eat?"

Zhao Xing, who was annoyed by the knock, opened the door: "What are you calling?"

"No food, I'm hungry."

Zhao Xing glared at Song Gou with his arms akimbo: "You deserve to die, do you know that the Liao Kingdom sent something to you in a hurry?"

"No way." Xiao Song shook his head, "What did you get?"

Zhao Xing waved at him: "Come and see."

Walking into Zhao Xing's study room, he threw the letter of credence on the table to Song Beiyun, and when he opened it, there was a letter inside, which stated Song Beiyun's appointment as Marquis.

That's right, it was the Liao Kingdom that also gave Song Beiyun a seal, and it was delivered in the evening after spending [-] miles in an expedited signing in the morning, which was as fast as sending lychees to Concubine Yang.

"Wow..." Xiao Song looked at the name on the credential: "Marquis of Lin'an."

"Look at the good things your Liao mother-in-law has done!"

"No, Lao Zhao." Xiao Song spread out his hands: "Maybe you use the Marquis of Beiping to disgust her, but you are not allowed to use the Marquis of Lin'an to disgust you? From a legal point of view, the Song and Liao countries declared each other's regional legitimacy. So Beiping is both Liao’s Beiping and Song’s Beiping, and Lin’an is both Song’s Lin’an and Liao’s Lin’an, so I’m the one who suffers here.”

"You won two marquises for nothing, why are you at a disadvantage?"

"Hey, Mr. Zhao! Do you want to give me a land or a food town? If you make a Marquis of Beiping, who can I ask for a food town? Look for the Liao Kingdom? Want you to give it to me?"

"Give it? Give me a fart! Whoever sealed it, find whoever!"

"That's it." Xiao Song spread his hands: "None of you who are emperors is a good thing."

"Look for your Liao country girls!" Zhao Xing drove people out very displeased: "Go, don't bother me."

"I didn't get any food, I'm hungry."

"Eat, eat, eat, hurry up!" Zhao Xing was getting impatient: "I'll find a way to get this scene back first!"

"Will you go to play with that little Japanese girl tonight?"

"Later." Zhao Xing looked around: "I don't think Japan sounds good, how about restoring Fusang?"

"What is it called? It's just a vassal state. The name given by Wu Zetian," Xiao Song said nonchalantly, "This is about to end soon. I have to go to Liaoxindu to spend the Lantern Festival."

"Hmph! I knew your heart was in Liao Kingdom."

"Don't force me to scold you for the Chinese New Year." Xiao Song's face was grim: "I don't give you food, and you talk about yin and yang. I helped you fight outside. I didn't see my son when he was born, he didn't catch up with his son at the end of the month, and his son was a hundred years old. I haven't caught up with the age, is it wrong for me to go and see my son?"

Zhao Xing curled his lips: "I don't know anything, anyway, I know that Brother Yelu is very unpleasant."

"Okay, okay, if you are jealous of her, you can't stop me from eating." Xiao Song clutched his stomach: "I'm hungry."

"Go to the dining room and eat by yourself."

Xiao Song let out an oh, turned his head and left, turned back halfway and said, "Around the time of Hai, the palace gate gathers."

Zhao Xing nodded heavily.

Today's dining room is a point guarded by the Imperial City Division and the Commander's Division. Ordinary maids, eunuchs, and servants are not even qualified to enter, and even a fly cannot fly in, for fear of the slightest moth.

They saw Song Beiyun approaching from a long distance, and at first they even drew out their knives, but when they saw who was coming, they put away their knives and silently looked up at the sky.

Xiao Song didn't say hello, just walked into the forbidden area guarded by the imperial city like that, sat inside and picked up a bowl of rice from the wooden barrel for steaming rice, and then shared it with everyone next to him. He got some dishes on the plate, put them in a bowl, and sat next to him to eat.

People who didn't know thought he came here to be a supervisor, and the atmosphere in the originally peaceful dining room suddenly became tense, and everyone was trembling and dared not even show their anger.

And Xiao Song also recognized that the cook who is cooking today is the master chef from Tianshangfang, no wonder the taste is familiar.

Speaking of which, he doesn't know where that Nie Yuan has gone now, the pervasive him has not appeared for a long time.

At this moment, Bai Nian'an clutched his hat and pressed the knife and hurried to the door of the dining room. Seeing Song Beiyun sitting there eating, he said out of breath, "Master Song, why are you eating here?"

"It's okay, I'll just take a bite of something fresh." Xiao Song reached out and took a sip of the steamed egg with rice wine handed over by the person below: "You must be exhausted today."

"Thanks to your lord, everything is fine. As for the honor of guarding the imperial palace, the lower officials are lucky in three lives, so it's not tiring."

"In the future, the Imperial City Secretary will be a team directly under the royal family. You, Bai Nian'an, also promoted the fourth-rank sword today. How are you? Are you happy?"

Speaking of this, Bai Nian'an's face was full of smiles, the fourth rank with a sword is the highest rank among the guards, and the most powerful thing about this position is not its rank, but becoming a fourth rank with a sword is equivalent to becoming a close minister of the emperor In the future, even if they are sent out to serve as guards for foreign ministers, those who will be guarded are all first-rank and second-rank officials.

The expansion of this network is not comparable to mere grades. Bai Nian'an feels that he will be able to switch from a military position to a civilian position after a few more years of work. I can become a fifth-rank Beijing official.

And all of this was brought to him by Song Beiyun in front of him. He now feels that he has never done too many right things in his life, but only the matter of taking refuge in Song Beiyun is 1 right. It had already been hung on the city gate when Bailian was encircled and suppressed a few years ago.

"In the future, you have to be more careful yourself. The bigger the official position, the more careful you are, otherwise the head will fall to the ground one day." Xiao Song said casually while eating: "I won't say much, you should understand everything you know. Cheap I can occupy it, but I can only reach out to receive it, but not to take it, do you understand what I mean?"

Bai Nian'an bowed his body: "The humble job understands..."

"As long as you don't take the initiative to reach out for things, I can give you justice for the great injustice. Otherwise, the king of heaven and I can't do anything."

"Yes! Thank you for your advice, my lord."

"I can't say anything, I just want you to be more sober, you are somewhat drifting these days."

Bai Nian'an's face suddenly became tense, but Xiao Song just tapped him with his chopsticks: "The shopping in the palace was cut off early, and it's not your turn to reach out."

"Yes……"

"You have to investigate. Do the investigation with due diligence. There are standards for the purchases in the palace, and you are qualified to investigate." Xiao Song raised his eyes: "Understood?"

Bai Nian'an's heart sank, and his eyes lit up immediately: "I understand."

"Yeah." The three of Xiao Song ate dinner together: "Arrange people, and the official family will leave the palace later."

"Is the official family... a private server?"

"Private server."

"Yes, I will make arrangements for the humble post."

Just after halfway through Haishi, Xiao Song was standing at the side gate of the palace chatting with a fourteen or fifteen-year-old maid who brought warm drinks to the guards on duty, when she saw Zhao Xing sneaking over from a long distance away.

"Let's go, let's go." Zhao Xing was wearing a hat, trying to lower his head so that no one could see him: "Don't delay."

"Tomorrow there will be a hundred officials to report on their duties, so you don't plan to participate?"

"I've said hello. If I'm sick tomorrow, just let them go according to the procedure. I'll see."

"You are the emperor..."

Yan Shu couldn't go today, mainly because Zhao Xiang also attended the court meeting today, and Yan Shu was going to push him home, and Weng and his son-in-law would have to talk for a while when they got home. I heard that Yan Shu brought his stunning little girl home yesterday, if there were no accidents... this guy should be Jinwu Zangjiao.

As for whether he couldn't bear such a little girl being abused as he said, that's unknown.

The hearts of cultural people are very dirty.

The two were walking on the bluestone road, and the surroundings were no longer bustling in the daytime. Zhao Xing took out banknotes from his arms and said to Song Beiyun: "I took 20 coins from the inner mansion, and we will see each of them later. "

"You do it yourself, I don't need it."

"Transformed?"

"I don't play for money."

"Naughty animal!" Zhao Xing formed a fist with one hand: "Look at the fist!"

Arriving at yesterday's brothel, the old bustard at the door saw that Mr. Zhao, who spent all his money yesterday, was coming again, and immediately went up with a smile on his face.

"Young Master Zhao, which girl did you fall in love with today? I will arrange it right away."

Zhao Xing looked at Song Beiyun, then at the old bustard: "How old is Sister Hua?"

"Master, ask me about my old body? My old man is nearly thirty years old this year."

"Young lady." Zhao Xing smiled, and then pulled out a [-] guan: "Then you."

The old bustard obviously couldn't believe it, but Xiao Song put on an expression that he didn't know this guy, and walked inside dangling his hands behind his back.

On the way, I ran into a few young men, but the young men could see that it was him, so they didn't stop him, and knew that he was going to the oiran's room.

When he came outside the room, he knocked on the door, and the little maid stuck her head out, glanced at Song Beiyun, and immediately showed a joyful expression.

"Master, are you here again?" The servant girl came out and closed the door with her hands behind her back: "Miss has been talking about you all day, so I'm going to have a rest now, please have a good talk with Miss."

"The little thing is quite sensible." Xiao Song pulled out a banknote from his sleeve and stuffed it into her chest as before, and patted her butt: "Go."

"Thank you sir!"

Opening the door, Song Beiyun walked in. He turned around and saw Ah Zi lying on the bed with a blanket reading a book. After hearing his movement, he didn't get up but looked at Song Beiyun with one hand on his cheek: "I I want to visit Chang'an."