Song Beiyun

Chapter 77: May 5rd

Who is Yang Yanzhao?Those who are top military generals no matter in real history or in the novel, the Song Dynasty relied on this family to support the scene in the early stage, and in the later period it relied on Yue Wumu to support the scene.

No wonder the name sounds familiar, Yang Wenguang Yang Wenguang...isn't he a generation of outstanding generals from the Yang family.

Although Song Beiyun couldn't remember some details clearly, if there were no accidents, if these two names were put together, there would be no doubt that the Yang family would be a proper one.

"Yes, this is my father."

"The Yang family of old Linggong Jindao?" Song Beiyun was so excited that he was even happier than seeing Bao Zheng: "Wulang gossip stick that Yang family?"

Yang Wenguang looked at Song Beiyun in surprise, then nodded slightly.

But before he could speak, Song Beiyun rushed up one step at a time, holding his hand and shaking it up and down: "Looking at him for a long time, it's a pleasure to meet you, sit down, Jin Ling'er is going to make a cup of tea."

The princess rolled her eyes: "Presumptuous!"

As soon as Song Beiyun heard this, he immediately recovered from his excitement, turned his head and knelt down on one knee towards Jin Ling'er: "Princess, forgive me, I made a slip of the tongue in a hurry."

"That's all." Jin Ling'er snorted coldly: "If there is a next time, I will definitely not forgive you."

Yang Wenguang was stunned. He stood there completely unaware of what to say. He had no idea why the person in front of him was so enthusiastic about him suddenly. The protection mechanism in his heart was activated immediately. He took a step back and cupped his hands and said, "This The steward... this..."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Song Beiyun opened the door and shouted outside: "Xiaoyan, prepare tea!"

In fact, Jin Ling'er is also a little puzzled by Song Beiyun's current state of excitement. After all, she is young and has been living in the south. When the Yang family was at its most glorious, she was still an amino acid, and even though Da Song was not the big one that Song Beiyun knew. It's Song Dynasty, but the emphasis on literature over martial arts has not changed much.

So Jin Ling'er is really not familiar with Jindao Yang's family, but if King Fu is here, he must know him, maybe even very close.

Soon, hot tea and cakes were placed in front of Yang Wenguang, which made him a little flattered, but Song Beiyun didn't say much, but leaned next to him and asked, "Wenguang, if you have any work needs, feel free to ask them. We are a personalized company, as long as you ask us, we can satisfy you, five insurances and one housing fund, paid vacations, thirteen salary plus commission, high temperature subsidies and low temperature subsidies.”

Yang Wenguang: "..."

"Don't understand? Then tell me, what are your demands, tell me."

This really frightened Yang Wenguang, he hurriedly got up: "I... Excuse me, Excuse me..."

"Don't!" Song Beiyun pressed his shoulders to prevent him from getting up: "Just say what you want, Princess Chitose is here, if you have any request, just ask, His Highness will decide everything."

Yang Wenguang glanced at Princess Ruibao, she just nodded slightly.

Although Song Beiyun seems to be talking about it, and he keeps saying things that people can't understand, but at least the princess's words are still reliable, so Yang Wenguang said cautiously: "Actually, I am not only doing it for me, I also want to do it for me. The brothers around here also make a living."

"Oh? Your brothers are also from the Yang family?"

Song Beiyun was so excited, if all the generals of the Yang family were working here, it would be so embarrassing to say it...

He was excited, but when he suddenly thought about it, a thought slowly rose in his heart. After this thought came out, it quickly extinguished his enthusiasm and quickly restored him to a calm state.

"Why is the Yang family in such a miserable state now?"

After calming down, Song Beiyun quickly discovered the problem. After all, the Jindao Yang family is also a famous family with a surname and a history. Is it when they are all in their prime?

It can be seen that Yang Wenguang's appearance does not look like a famous family. Although his temperament is very different from those rogues on the street, he is dressed like an ordinary warrior, and he does not look like a rich man. .

Yang Wenguang looked up at him, and sighed softly: "This brother doesn't know something, my Yang family was more than 20 years ago..."

Soon, Yang Wenguang told the princess and Song Beiyun what happened to his family frankly. Although he was not guilty of a crime, he was also a person who would never use it. So they can only rely on some underworld business to make a living.

"This time, I just want to find a legitimate livelihood for my brothers. My father said that this bandit is a bandit, no matter how high-sounding it is, he is also a bandit. A man doesn't bother to waste grass, and he can only be righteous for the country and the people. These brothers I don't have any skills, but I have a lot of strength..."

After Yang Wenguang finished speaking, Song Beiyun stroked his chin and pondered for a moment: "You mean you want more than 1000 of your brothers to come here?"

"Can... is it possible?" Yang Wenguang was still a little worried: "I know this matter is difficult, if the princess is in trouble for a thousand years, then that's all."

He got up and made a gesture to leave, but Song Beiyun held out a hand to stop him: "Your idea gave me an inspiration."

After all, Song Beiyun turned around and cupped his hands and said to the princess: "Chitose, you were still worried about those refugees and disaster victims causing trouble. I have found a good way."

The princess's eyes lit up: "Just tell me."

In fact, Song Beiyun was also worried about this problem before. There were tens of thousands of refugees in this group, and there was a mixed bag of fish and dragons.These days, the crime rate in Luzhou City has skyrocketed because of this reason.

When Miaoyan asked him out for dinner yesterday, the two of them discussed this issue, Song Beiyun was worried, and Miaoyan had no good solution, but said, "If you want to manage these people well, you have to stop treating them as human beings. ".

Although Song Beiyun rejected the proposal at the time, after seeing Yang Wenguang now, he suddenly had an inspiration.

It's hard not to treat those refugees as human beings.But if you treat them as livestock, it is not difficult.Assuming they are a flock of sheep, then Yang Wenguang and his group can become shepherd dogs.

Yang Wenguang said that the people under his command were originally some rogues in Luzhou City and the surrounding areas, because his father's fame in the road was gathered together, and he was not a good family at first. It is also lazy to make a place, but there is a way of being brave, fierce, fierce and evil.

He said it himself, but he just took the attitude of giving it a try. After all, he has more than 1000 brothers under his command, and no one would want such a person.

but……

Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Brother Yang, before you let all your brothers come to this big warehouse tomorrow, let's count the heads and see how many people we want."

"Really?" Yang Wenguang breathed heavily: "But..."

"Don't worry, every penny is yours." Song Beiyun rolled his eyes twice: "But the ugly thing is first, if they are disobedient, it will be you who are unlucky. We are not inviting them but you, every month A sum of money will be allocated to you in the account, how to distribute it is your business, whether you swallow all the big money or not keep the big money, it is all your business."

Yang Wenguang made some calculations in his mind, thought carefully, and then suddenly stood up and cupped his fists at the princess and Song Beiyun: "I'll go back and make arrangements."

"Go."

Yang Wenguang left excitedly, Song Beiyun closed the door, glanced at Ruibao: "You are so bold, let me kneel down for you."

"Ouch... good brother." Ruibao stood up with a smile and pulled Song Beiyun to a chair to sit down, and she sat on his lap naturally: "In front of outsiders, you have to save some face for others, they are good or bad It's a princess."

As Jin Ling'er said, she held Song Beiyun's hand with both hands and put it on her waist: "Come on, good brother, my sister is comfortable to hold, you hug her."

"You're sensible." Song Beiyun leaned on the chair and hugged the limp princess. It didn't matter if his hands were crooked. Her Royal Highness liked it.

"Good brother, why are there so many rogues? These people are lazy and useless."

Song Beiyun pinched her nose: "You don't understand this, do you really see those disaster victims?"

Ruibao shook his head slightly: "I have seen a few, but not too many."

"That's right, those people, when you really see them, you will know that they are no longer human beings." Song Beiyun sighed: "When more than 40 disaster victims gather outside the city of Luzhou , you know what makes people panic. You haven’t seen the disaster victims, but have you seen the sheep herding on the mountain?”

"Well, I've seen it before." Ruibao frowned, "But the victims and the sheep..."

"They are not considered human beings. They are like a group of free-ranging sheep. Wherever the goats go, no grass grows. Why do your emperor's brother and His Highness Fu Wang keep secret about the victims? It is precisely because of these refugees. Hot yam. Otherwise, do you think that stingy Zhao Xing came to you asking for money and land?"

"You're not allowed to say that about my elder brother." Jin Ling'er rested her head on Song Beiyun's shoulder and leaned against his chest: "Then according to what my good brother said, I am not dead or alive? I'm afraid..."

"No, here's a shepherd dog for you." Song Beiyun slid his hand up and down Jin Ling'er's waist, wiping off all the oil and water: "These people don't do childbirth and don't have any skills, but this bully The ability to be kind is second to none."

Jin Ling'er, she is smart after all, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she straightened up: "Brother good, you mean let these rascals take care of those refugees? But can... can you take care of it? Or is there something wrong with good brother?" Way?"

"I won't tell you now."

"Say it..." Jin Ling'er leaned in front of Song Beiyun and kissed him on the cheek: "The dignified princess is begging you like a puppy, good brother, just say it..."

Song Beiyun smiled, and his hands became very dishonest: "Actually, it's quite simple. After diverting a group of people to Jiangxi Road, the rest will be divided into different groups. This group can have up to 100 people. This group of rascals is naturally given to them. They are the team leader. We will send orders to Yang Wenguang, and Yang Wenguang will distribute these words to those rogues. With his family's prestige in the arena, it is not a big problem. And we don't need to take care of so many rogues, as long as Yang Wenguang manages them. That's it."

Jin Ling'er tilted her head and thought for a long time, then nodded lightly and said: "In the end, I'm still a good brother and smart. If Yang Wenguang is missing, those gangsters will be obedient, but if there is more Yang Wenguang, we only need to take good care of this Yang Wenguang. If the rogues below commit crimes, we can just punish Yang Wenguang. His family has the ability to control these rogues, so naturally it saves a lot of effort, right?"

"That's right." Song Beiyun smiled, and slowly took his hands out of Ruibao's clothes: "It's getting late, you should go back first."

"Don't be busy, let my good brother hug me for a while." Jin Ling'er didn't move, but drew circles on his chest with her fingers: "Good brother, you said you bullied my sister all day long, if one day My sister is getting married, how sad you are."

"It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married, can I stop it?"

"You..." Jin Ling'er pinched the soft flesh on Song Beiyun's waist: "You have taken advantage of all the advantages, and you say such things? I am so cheap in your heart?"

"Hey, hey, don't lose your temper suddenly." Song Beiyun patted her on the back lightly: "You are a princess, if you were like A Qiao Qiaoyun, you are not like this now."

"What would that be like?"

Song Beiyun pointed to the table in front of him: "You lie on top of it."

"Ah..." Jin Ling'er cried out and buried her face in Song Beiyun's clothes.

"Are you shy too?"

"It's not shame..." Jin Ling'er's voice came muffled, "It's greed."

Chapter 78, May 5th Rainy and Cold Moon at the Camp Gate

"Anything else?"

Yang Yanzhao was sitting on the bench, the injury on his leg was recurring due to the coming rain, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even walk, but after hearing what his son said, he raised his head and pondered, "Did Her Royal Highness promise it herself?"

"That's natural." Yang Wenguang said proudly: "Let us name the brothers tomorrow, and draw names as we go."

After all, Yang Yanzhao was someone who experienced the glory of the Yang family. He sat there without saying much, but asked rhetorically: "You know that most of the brothers in the family don't have any special skills. Her Royal Highness ordered them, what will happen in the future?"

"I said it, but His Highness said that you just need to call, and the rest will be discussed tomorrow."

"There is such a thing." Yang Yanzhao repeated a few words: "Tomorrow I will go with you."

"Father, you don't need to bother with your legs and feet. Don't you trust me? These are trivial matters. If it's a big deal, don't do it." Yang Wenguang said with a smile: "Okay, father, you were born and raised at home. It’s me. After I warm up the food for you, I will go and gather the brothers.”

Yang Yanzhao wanted to say something else, but it didn't make much sense. No matter what it was, it was time for the child to be on his own.

"Then you can go."

Yang Wenguang happily agreed, but Yang Yanzhao didn't understand the meaning at all. After all, everyone knew that those rascals were useless people. It was okay to do dirty things, but...

"That's all."

Yang Yanzhao sighed silently, looking at his son's back that was full of vigor, he thought of his past self in a trance. Once upon a time, he was like this, with bright clothes and angry horses, red mouth and white teeth, and cheerfulness, but in a blink of an eye, he was already dying. , Just like this Great Song Dynasty.

The next morning, Yang Wenguang got up early, went out in the light rain, called a few brothers to go door to door, dragged those lazy dogs who were lying on the bed, and forced them to wash and put on clothes. decent clothes.

"Is it all here?"

"Going back to Young Master, the brothers are here." A rogue stepped forward and said, "Young Master, can you really let the princess give us an errand?"

"It's up to you." Yang Wenguang smiled, and then shouted loudly: "Be more energetic! When you see the princess later, if anyone still behaves like this and misses the future of the brothers, don't blame me for turning my face and denying others. "

After the rogues got the news yesterday, they were actually a little bit happy. After all, if this thing can be done, they will be a public servant anyway. Who will not look at it from all over the world?When asked this time, he said that he was a servant under the princess, and his face was bright.

More than 1000 rogues followed Yang Wenguang to the front of Dacang yesterday. The officials were almost terrified along the way, and they were relieved when they heard that the princess had invited them. The common people are all facing the enemy one by one.

"I'm afraid it's stabbed a rat's nest, there are so many rascals." The boy on the side of the road joked: "I'm afraid it will be lively today."

"Don't talk nonsense..." An older companion next to him quickly tugged him: "This group of people can't be messed with."

Just such a group of people who didn't look like good things at first glance came to the front of Dacang, Yang Wenguang didn't report, just stood in front of it in the rain and waited, and the poppi behind him didn't dare to say anything, They followed him and stood there waiting.

Seeing this, the worker at the door rushed in and knocked on Song Beiyun's door, and said hastily, "It's not good, the manager."

Song Beiyun, who was sleepy and blurred because of the morning shift, saw his haste, and asked unhurriedly: "What's wrong, dead father or motherless? See if you're in a hurry."

"No, the person in charge... a bunch of rogues came outside, and they just stood there without saying a word."

"Oh?"

Song Beiyun woke up immediately after listening, and slapped his head: "It's pretty punctual."

As he spoke, he grabbed the oil-paper umbrella next to him and walked out. Not long after he left, he happened to see more than 1000 people standing there in a line, and Yang Wenguang was at the head. Not even moving in the rain, those rogues behind him are naturally far worse than him, but they can barely obey the order.

"Wen Guang." Song Beiyun threw the umbrella to the person next to him: "Why is it raining now? I forgot to tell you yesterday. It will be later when it rains. It's okay."

Yang Wenguang shouted imposingly: "March and fight, there is no delay, not to mention the rain, even if it is a knife, it will come!"

Song Beiyun also drenched in the rain with him, and circled around this gang of rogues. To put it bluntly, these people are a gang of hooligans. In other words, Yang Wenguang is the leader of a hooligan. They looked at him with unruly eyes, and a few who were still not convinced secretly looked at Song Beiyun with provocative eyes.

Seeing the virtues of this group of people, Song Beiyun laughed: "Okay, this is the person I'm looking for!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and patted Yang Wenguang on the shoulder: "Wenguang, I'll send someone to let them enter the roster, come with me."

Yang Wenguang nodded, then turned around and gave Song Beiyun's order, and shouted fiercely: "Be honest! Do you hear me?"

Soon, all the hooligans were led to register, and Yang Wenguang followed Song Beiyun to his "office". After entering, Song Beiyun handed him a towel: "Wipe."

Yang Wenguang looked at Song Beiyun with a strange expression, and after wiping off the water from his face, he moved a little further away from Song Beiyun: "I'm in charge... I'm not as good as Long Yang."

"?"

There was a big question mark in Song Beiyun's eyes, and then he suddenly reacted and cursed furiously: "You fart your mother, I have no interest in you at all!"

"That's good...that's good..." Yang Wenguang let out a long breath: "I'm really not good at that."

"Me too." Song Beiyun said seriously: "Hold the grass...you don't think I asked you to come because of you, do you?"

"How much..." Yang Wenguang took a deep breath: "How much is a little scary."

Too lazy to understand this person's brain circuit, Song Beiyun sat on a chair and looked at Yang Wenguang: "How much income do these people under your command have a month on weekdays?"

"As many as two or three times, as few as..."

Seeing his hesitation, Song Beiyun smiled and said, "There is no harvest, right?"