Song Beiyun

"Oh, thank you sir~"

Song Beiyun laughed loudly, and being infected by the atmosphere, the dog legs next to him also let loose, pulled those brothel girls and made obscene movements, and the obscenity immediately echoed in the brothel.

Seeing the scene in front of her, the oiran hurriedly covered her face with her hands, but she peeked through her fingertips from time to time, and always glanced at Song Beiyun's face inadvertently.

It's just that she found that the high official Song was just drinking the whole time, and his eyes didn't go in her direction at all, which made the oiran anxious. She curiously leaned into Song Beiyun's ear and whispered: "High official, how about Let's go back to the room and let the slave family play a song for you, the slave family's skill in the hole flute is very good."

Song Beiyun just leaned there, folded his arms and didn't speak for a while, then suddenly turned his head and glanced at her, and then began to gulp down the wine.

And the oiran thought that there was something wrong with Song Beiyun's side. After all, in this place of fireworks, she had seen all kinds of men. She knew that some rich people had long been hollowed out by wine and sex, so they couldn't walk in the human way.

In order not to irritate Song Beiyun, the oiran lady stopped talking about those things, but started chatting with the high official in front of her.

Or how can I say that a bitch is ruthless? If a man who doesn't know much about the world meets such a wonderful person to accompany him to talk about some troubles, isn't he falling in love with him? Many people fall in love with it. After all, this kind of place But the bottomless big hole in the gold sales place cannot be filled, and when the money is exhausted, those who have been with them for long talks before will be mercilessly kicked out, even worse than dogs.

"Master, just now you said that Song Shaobao is your uncle?"

"Well, Uncle Yao." Song Beiyun's eyes were a little distracted: "I have been doted on since I was a child."

Who in the world doesn't know Song Beiyun?Not to mention the territory of the Song Kingdom, as long as there are people in the Grassland, Jin Kingdom, and Liao Kingdom, there must be people who know Song Beiyun's name.

The whore who greeted and escorted him all day naturally knew Song Beiyun's name, so when she heard that the high-ranking official in front of her was Song Shaobao's nephew, she was still shocked.

"Go, ask your mother to clean up the room for me and come out." Song Beiyun got up drunk: "Master is tired today."

When encountering such a gentleman, the old bustard didn't even need to say hello, and stood outside waiting the whole time. Hearing the movement inside, he quickly opened the door to greet him, and personally sent Song Beiyun to the superior wing.

Brothels also have the rules of brothels, when you meet this kind of man, don’t mention the money issue, just at that moment, he has already spent almost [-] guan here, this kind of person will eat and live here for free for a month later How can it be?

After Song Beiyun was settled down to sleep, the oiran asked her mother if she wanted to go in and serve her. The old bustard gave her a look, and the two left the room.

"Daughter, you have to follow his wishes for this kind of fat sheep. He didn't ask you to serve you, so he left far away."

"But mom, he said that he is Song Shaobao's nephew, and my daughter is a little scared..."

"Who?"

"Song Shaobao, that's Song Shaobao in the capital."

Even the bustard's face changed at this moment. If this is really the case, it will be really difficult to handle.Everyone knows who Song Shaobao is. If something really happened to the master in the room, how could she, an old bustard, be able to take care of it.

"Go back and rest first."

The old bustard dismissed the girls under his command, and took small steps to another private room on the second floor. After knocking on the door, he saw three well-dressed men inside. The leader was in his 30s. , a pair of elegant posture.

"Master Pu...it's not good."

The man dressed as a scribe slightly raised his head and glanced at her: "What's wrong?"

"That fat sheep is the nephew of Song Shaobao in the capital."

"Huh? Seriously?"

"It should be fake. The banknotes in his hand are all the official seals of the Capital Banknote Bureau. They are official banknotes. It is impossible for idlers to get so many official banknotes."

Because the value of the official banknotes of the Song Dynasty is very stable and the printing technology is extremely advanced, there are no imitations on the market, so they are generally used in the settlement of bulk commodities, so most of the official banknotes are concentrated in the hands of those top wealthy merchants. Or use money to exchange.

Now the old man is full of this kind of official banknotes in his hands, and he can be sure that this person is not only rich but also very noble.

"Brother Pu, I don't think this is a bad thing. In this calamity year, the capital is not a good place for these dandy young masters. On the contrary, a place like Fuliang is like a paradise."

"Liu Xiandi, you don't know something. There are rumors that Song Shaobao's methods are all-pervasive. If he really sneaked into this place with such a posture... then what should we do?"

While the two were chatting, another man who had been sitting there without speaking finally spoke up: "Mother Wang, that young master, can you see what's wrong?"

"This... I didn't see any clues. It's more dandy than a dandy, and its posture is also arrogant. It's just like..."

Seeing the old bustard stammering, the gloomy man frowned: "Like what?"

"It seems inhumane."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing this, several people in the house laughed out loud, how much worry would you have for an inhumane person visiting a brothel.

But after laughing, they discussed it, and the gloomy man said first: "No matter what, brother Pu will have a contact with this young master tomorrow."

"Why?"

The man surnamed Pu waved his hands away from the bustard, and asked in a low voice.

The gloomy man pondered for a while and said: "Although you are now a fifth-rank magistrate, your foundation is still shallow. After all, you have to cling to it. Although this Song Shaobao does not seem to have a real job, he is loved by the officials. Power is in the hands of the government. Even if you are imprisoned now, you have only taken away the official position, but have you heard that the title and the post of Shaobao have been taken away?"

County magistrate Pu slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Your brother, you have given me some advice."

"So tomorrow, brother Pu will go to contact this young master and have a look. If he is really Song Shaobao's person, take the opportunity to win him over and use him to get Song Shaobao, so that brother Pu can rest easy in the future."

"Then how to win over, give money?"

"Hahahaha, Brother Pu. You are a county magistrate, and you're in vain." The gloomy man joked with a smile, "Can you still be richer than Song Shaobao?"

"How is that possible? It has been rumored for a long time that the Third Division of Xin is Song Shaobao's pocket. If nothing else, just talk about the Tuntian Division. I have heard that the Tuntian Division has been called the Tuntian Division outside the past few years. How much oil and water. It is no exaggeration to say that the country is as rich as an enemy, and there is also the mining company, all the mines in the world have to go through their hands, the oil and water in it is beyond your imagination."

"So." The gloomy man smiled, the meaning in the smile was self-evident.

At the moment, Song Beiyun is feeling sorry for the money he has spent. This is the pocket money he has saved for three years, and now one-third of it has gone in one night.This time he had to ask the Ministry of Households for reimbursement, and it would be hard to relieve his hatred if he didn't reimburse him.

But the money spent is still very meaningful. Anyway, the human setting is set up, and someone will definitely come to the door within three days.

It's not that we can do any great things in this small place, the main thing is that it is absolutely impossible for Lao Ding and him to go back empty-handed. The typical life and death is to catch a few. If you don't stand up, wait until winter comes , I'm afraid it's really going to mess up.

As for what kind of people to catch, it is natural to catch the typical examples of this kind of rich land, and catch the kind of poor and remote people who have no eggs. Although flies and tigers are going to be beaten, but now it is more attractive to have Wu Song fight the tiger first. attention.

And why did Ding Xianghui come all the way here without hesitation? The old man is shrewd. He also needs to suppress some people in the court. No matter what faction they are, people need to be suppressed. In the case of regiments, in any situation, there cannot be a situation where one family dominates. Originally, this was the job of the emperor, but now the emperor has gradually become the treasurer, and when he no longer takes the initiative to control other than military power, the prime minister will undoubtedly become the balance the ones.

Song Beiyun's current tricks are actually relatively primitive and clumsy, but sometimes the best hunters often appear as prey, and appearing as Kaizi is basically the most deceptive behavior.

And the identity of Song Beiyun's nephew also perfectly and reasonably explained why he looked like Song Beiyun. As for the age, it could be said that Uncle Yao was not much different in age.

Anyway, the explanation is reasonable, as long as there are no loopholes in logic.And who would have thought that the real Song Shaobao would come to this ghostly place for a private visit?Even with a ding.Using reasonable lies to cover up unreasonable truths is the underlying logic of classic deception.

Then why can he be sure that he will come to the door within three days, because he has already done all the limelight he should have, and exposed all his character settings. This character has already been established, and after playing these few days After a few days, those who wait and see will also start to think about whether he will leave.

In the case of unequal information, using part of one's own information as bait in exchange for others' initiative is a classic spy routine, and Song Beiyun is the leader of the strongest spy organization in the world, and he trained the first batch.

The grasp of other people's emotions and mentality is what Song Beiyun is best at besides chemistry, and chemistry was brought from that world, and the art of manipulating people's hearts was learned in this world.

That's why he has always said that the two worlds are equally important to him, and that's the reason.

And the people he exposed now have several major directions, the first one is that the thief has money, and the money is so rich that he can squander it recklessly.This creates a preconceived setting for the other party, and money does not constitute any attraction to him.

Secondly, he is not very strong, and he has the ability to sit still when facing women.But he is obviously not moral, so since he is not moral, he has a physical problem.This problem is widespread among the majority of dandies. According to the description of Zuo Fang, the chief dandy in Beijing, six or seven out of ten people in their circle are not doing well when they are in their early 20s. The reason is that starting from the age of thirteen or fourteen Just playing around outside, until the end of the game, his body collapsed.

The third is that he is Song Beiyun's own nephew, who was kept by Song Shao when he was in the capital, and he was very depressed.And because of his relationship with Song Beiyun, the dandies in the capital don't like to take him to play together, which caused his retaliatory consumption here.

The three characters fit together perfectly, with a close causal relationship, and the details are made to the extreme. For example, the movements of the hands are skillful and natural when hugging the brothel woman, but they start to become calm when they are about to kick the door.For example, he spends so much that he doesn't care about the eyes of others, and enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by a group of people and being the boss.Another example is that all the outfits of the whole person are produced by famous artists in the capital. They are either custom-made or out-of-print items, which cannot be achieved with money alone.

Of course, since this person is so rich, why is he not famous? Because his uncle is Song Beiyun, so naturally he can't mess around under Shaobao's nose.And the madness after coming out is obviously because the mountain is high and the emperor is far away.

The outline of this kind of detail is many times fuller than that of drunken nonsense, and the credibility has reached almost perfection.

So when such a stinky person stood there, those buzzing flies couldn't bear it after all.

Chapter 683, September 9, six years sunny

"Have you heard that the other side of Jinling plans to support Liaojin and grassland food on a monthly basis, calculated on a per capita basis?"

"I heard that this is a big deal, but does Song State have so much food?"

After being suspended for nearly two months, the four-nation talks finally resumed. The content of the talks this time is mainly to deal with this year's once-in-a-century drought.

The news from Jinling is that the four countries are provided with the minimum guaranteed grain on a monthly basis, but the policies for these four countries are different, and even the two similar funds are slightly different.

The whole of Chang'an has already begun to discuss heatedly. They don't know what kind of treaty is behind this guarantee, but they know that Song Dynasty is really too generous this time...Giving food without compensation, this is so profound and righteous.

But the emperors at the negotiating table had solemn expressions, and Zhao Xing had already slapped different treaties in front of them.

"This is a condition you can't refuse." Zhao Xing leaned on the chair and folded his arms: "If you don't sign, you will have no food. If you don't have food, you will starve to death. Starving to death is a big deal. Of course, I don't have to force you." You signed these treaties, but you can read the content, my chief minister is a loyal person."

Fobaonu is fine. Compared with the two Jins, Song and Liao are a slightly unequal treaty. The main unequal place is that if a catastrophe occurs in the coordination system, the scheduling right belongs to the Song State , but Fo Baonu actually knows who has the dispatching power. As long as it is in the hands of that guy, he will not say which side he is particularly partial to. This is quite reliable.

But for the two golds, this is a completely unequal treaty, and this inequality is not reflected in the squeeze of national power but in cultural aggression. If they are allowed to continue their cultural and commercial expansion In a few years, a child with two gold medals may not even be able to recognize his own writing.

But this kind of thing is more difficult to deal with than fighting in battle, because people go to high places. When facing a country that is stronger than themselves in all aspects, they may not be able to conquer a nation by force, but they can use sugar to conquer it. It is fine to use silk, cotton-padded jacket, and babbling ditties.

Moreover, this kind of conquest is even more unpredictable and powerless to resist, because it is indeed a good thing, and it is indeed something that can bring convenience to people.In a country like Liangjin, the people at the bottom of their ranks could not refuse the better life Song State brought to them, and no one could refuse it.

"Don't worry, the first batch of food has been dispatched ten days ago, and it will arrive in various countries soon."

Zhao Xing's tone is arrogant now. He really thinks that the official reform is great. When the emperors of other countries are still busy with government affairs, he eats, sleeps, soaks in hot springs, and visits brothels every day. But when the meeting was held, various government orders were issued in an orderly manner, coordinating all domestic and foreign affairs.

And this year's severe drought, Song Guo also because of Zhao Xing's wise decision, not only did he have no major problems in his own country, but he even took his hand to make adjustments to other countries.

Of course, he is not worried about this kind of adjustment. With Song Beiyun, who is in charge of foreign affairs with a spoonful of dung passing through the door, none of these people can even think about living!

"I have no objection." Fo Baonu picked up a pen and signed the agreement: "The system of unified management is beneficial to both the Liao and Song Dynasties."

In fact, the contract was reviewed by several emperors a long time ago. There were two copies for the Liao Kingdom, one for the grain pricing power, and one for the co-management system.After deliberation by the ministers of the Liao Kingdom, it was finally decided to choose this co-management system.

Some of them were even complacent, and said that they didn't know why the Song Dynasty proposed such an impossible treaty, and then signed the second one without thinking much about it.

But Fo Baonu always felt that something was wrong, but she and the ministers under her could not find anything wrong. As for what she felt was wrong, it was all because of her understanding of Song Beiyun, and it was absolutely impossible for this guy to directly throw out such a thing. It is even more unlikely that such a thing will be done for the sake of their mother and son.

It's just that compared to the two gold treaties, this treaty is already very good. At this critical moment, there is really nothing that can relieve the urgent need than this treaty.

"Everyone, this is the end of today, and we will decide whether to sign tomorrow."

At some point, Zhao Xing had completely controlled the initiative of the four-party summit meeting. He gently put down the teacup in his hand: "After the signing tomorrow, let's discuss the proposal for the World Games."

The World Games was first formed three years ago, but it has not been found the right time to implement it. The regulations of the games are ready-made, and only need to be changed according to the actual situation. Although all countries are suffering from disasters, natural disasters are always It will pass, then the follow-up will be to carry out various cooperation and exchanges, and this sports meeting is the best opportunity.

Fo Baonu is more interested in this sports meeting, or in other words, she is very interested in all the competitions. After watching the sports meeting, she has already wondered how many gold medals Liao can win.

It's just that the life of the two gold medals is very hard. They don't have much interest in this thing, but the above items include hunting and wrestling and other traditional sports of their nation. If they win the championship, the two gold medals will lose face Can't keep it.

So this project has been recognized by the four countries, but these are all trivial details. The only thing at present is how to survive this terrible drought that has not happened in more than a century.

Now it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it will be winter in a few days. Once the snow falls, the two gold days may really be impossible. If there is no food aid from the Song Dynasty, the people who starve to death may be able to survive ten times. Thousands of dollars.

After today's negotiation ended, Zhao Xing packed his things and was about to leave the Wannian Palace, but was stopped by Fo Baonu.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Fo Baonu looked up and down at Zhao Xing who was wearing a summer suit: "Why don't you wear a dragon robe?"

Zhao Xing adjusted his pure cotton shirt, pointed to the Yunlong badge on his chest: "Isn't that right? Dragon robes don't have to be covered with dragons."

Since today, Fo Baonu has noticed Zhao Xing's clothes. Although it is mid-autumn this year, it is still hot because of the severe drought. But Zhao Xing looked at ease.

I think it's because of the clothes. Today, he is wearing a red-coloured inner jacket with collar, sleeves, button cuffs and button cuffs. He is wearing a single-layer jade suit, and the trousers are also formal. The right style, take off the jacket when it is hot, and wear only the inner jacket but it does not look wretched, but it looks taller and straighter. I don’t know how many times lighter and more refreshing than the dragon robe. Body dryness is inherently resistant to cold and not heat, and today it is extremely sweltering. Sitting on that day, even the underwear was wet and stinky.

"Your clothes..."

"My dog's model looks pretty. She is now promoting this model, so let me help spread the word." Zhao Xing lifted his coat: "Don't say it, it's really good. It's better than that dragon. The gown is much more transparent, and the cotton cloth is comfortable to wear, and it seems to be a kind of blended fabric inside, anyway, it is fresh material and breathable."

As he said that, Zhao Xing also lit up the leather shoes on his feet: "Look, the calfskin is acid-tanned and polished, and with the sole of tendon, it's comfortable to walk without breaking your feet. I'll tell you, you emperors, a little I don’t know how to try new things.”

Fo Baonu stared at the pair of shoes with sparkling eyes, and after thinking for a while, he got up: "I'll also ask Qiaoqiao to get me a pair."

"You... I'm afraid it's not suitable?" Zhao Xing pondered for a moment: "It's revealing."

"I usually wear the head office."

Fo Baonu had to admit that Zhao Xing was definitely the least emperor-like emperor she had ever seen, but it just happened to answer what Song Beiyun said, that is, as long as the country is strong, even if Zhao Xing is fine and likes to beg on the street, he will just say He loves the people.

So under the power of role models, Fo Baonu quickly found the Princess Mansion while Zhao Xing was out whoring, and came up to stalk Qiaoqiao, and asked Qiaoqiao to give her a complete set.

"Your waist is so thin." Qiaoqiao said sourly when she was measuring Fo Baonu, "I have given birth to children, but you are still like a girl."

"Growing up on horseback is naturally different." Fo Baonu stretched out his hands, "Would this dress look good on me?"

"Of course it is possible." Qiaoqiao turned around and took out a sketch she had drawn. The model on it was Jin Ling'er.

"My god!" Fo Baonu exclaimed, "It's so big..."

"Yes!" Qiaoqiao became even more sour: "That's how big it is."

"It's as big as my head." Fo Baonu let out a long breath: "It's really terrible. If I were a man, I would like to drown in it."

When they were talking about this, Jin Ling'er leaned against the door frame with her arms folded, and when she heard "as big as my head", her expression became extremely weird.

"Qiaoqiao, the letter has arrived." Jin Linger reminded with a cough.

When Fo Baonu heard Jin Ling'er's voice, he immediately stopped talking, and just quietly let Qiaoqiao measure her body.

"What's in it?" Qiaoqiao was busy holding the tape measure, but didn't look up: "Is it those nasty words again?"