Song Beiyun

At this time, the small ball was suddenly blown by the wind, and slowly tilted towards the two hundred frame, and finally the dust settled, and it stopped firmly in the even-numbered grid.

Young Master Yu slapped his thigh: "You bastard!!!"

And there was a burst of cheers from the surrounding crowd. Song Beiyun noticed this keenly. He stood up and bowed his hands to the young master in front of him: "Guest officer, sincerely!"

Chapter 8, March 3, Rain.

In spring in the south, the good weather can only be said to be a gift from God. The misty rain Jiangnan is the most beautiful appearance of Jiangnan in the mouths of literati, but for most ordinary people, this terrible rain is really annoying.

Song Beiyun didn't go out again today, the rain was too heavy, and it was inconvenient to do anything. Apart from hiding in the house and grilling a few eggs with charcoal fire, sleeping is probably the most comfortable thing.

As for Young Master Yu's matter, he shouldn't be the one who is anxious, let him hang around like this, just like a primary and middle school student when the black Internet cafe can't open the door, let him scratch his head.

The door outside rang a few times, and Ah Qiao came in with an oil-paper umbrella and a basket on her arm. When she saw Song Beiyun sitting by the stove in such a slovenly manner, baking eggs bored, the anger in her heart began to rise. .

"Is it so difficult to ask you to read some books?" A Qiao pouted and said angrily, "I thought you were studying hard, so I brought you some food, but you..."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red with grievance. Song Beiyun hurried forward to appease him, but Aqiao shook his hand away: "Earlier today, Daddy said again that I should be married by now. Thinking about finding someone to be a matchmaker. If you are still like this, what do you ask me to do?"

Song Beiyun sat there, watching the eggs sizzling with a hole knocked on the side of the stove, and didn't fart for a long time.

"Please speak!"

"Your father insists that I win the number one prize? That thing is too difficult. Look at brother Yusheng, he is still a child after many years."

A Qiao's tears fell patter, and she sat beside Song Beiyun, lowered her head and said nothing, but she did look sad.

"Then... why don't I go for a test first?"

Hearing Song Beiyun's outrageous words, Aqiao was even more aggrieved. She raised her head and said, "Have you studied for a day? How easy is it for you to be famous? If you talk like this, you can pass the exam. Those who are poor in ten years still have to pass the exam." Scholars who can’t make it are afraid that they have read into the stomach of a dog.”

"Hey! It's not good to scold Brother Yusheng." Song Beiyun's face was serious: "Brother Yusheng is a good person."

Ah Qiao groaned and ignored Song Beiyun, sat down and began to chatter about the fact that if he didn't pass the exam, he would be married by someone else, and repeatedly beeped, to the effect that he asked Song Beiyun if he really liked her.

"No wonder Daddy said you're just greedy for my body, you're mean."

"Hey, hey." Song Beiyun coughed twice: "Does your father watch TV dramas, too?"

"Don't say any more witty words. August Township is just around the corner. It's already March. Are you reading or not?"

Song Beiyun was so forced that he had no choice but to nod repeatedly: "Read, read, read, I'll just read, don't scold me, don't scold me..."

"If you keep fooling around like this, I will not only scold you, but also beat you." A Qiao said angrily, "I also told Brother Yusheng this morning that if you want to study, you can go to his room, and he can do it too." Remind you."

Don't be like this, Yusheng is an honest person and a good person, but...he really has no talent in reading, Song Beiyun thinks he is, at least he used to be a graduate of a prestigious school, he came out of 211 and 985, and now he doesn't care Can be regarded as a two-rank Jinshi, let an elder brother in his 20s who has not graduated from elementary school teach him to read, this is hard to say, mainly because of self-esteem.

"From tomorrow onwards, don't go out, I'll take care of you!" A Qiao said proudly, "I'll take care of you as long as you take the exam."

Song Beiyun was actually very moved in his heart, but it was hard to express his face, so he just put his arms around A Qiao's waist: "Then what does your father say?"

"It's a big deal, I don't want this face, just say that I have been ruined by you."

"I didn't waste it..."

"It's not a waste, so what should it be?" A Qiao raised her brows: "You don't admit it?"

"Recognize, recognize, can't I recognize..."

As he said that, Song Beiyun took out a small bag, which contained part of the money he won yesterday, and handed it to Aqiao: "But your uncle doesn't need you to support him, so give it to your father, just say his daughter, I'll take care of it, let his old gambler stop talking nonsense."

There were about a hundred taels of silver in the bag, and there were some scattered big coins. A Qiao blushed immediately when she saw the money, she stood up and grabbed Song Beiyun's ear: "Song Beiyun! Where are you from?" This money? How many times have I told you not to commit crimes, but after all you did something bad, right?"

"Ouch, yo, yo..." Song Beiyun tilted his head and was picked up by Shengsheng: "Let go, let go, there's a reason for this, I'll just tell you."

"If you dare to lie to me, I will marry myself off!"

"Grandma... how dare I lie to you, no one would know that you, Aqiao, are famously smart."

Song Beiyun told Aqiao everything about Yusheng being beaten, that he wanted to seek justice, and that he won a sum of money from Young Master Yu in a game yesterday. He didn't hide anything, even the little considerations in his heart. come out.

How should I put it, just like A Qiao had no reservations about Song Beiyun, Song Beiyun also had no reservations about A Qiao. When he came to this world out of nowhere and turned into a seven-year-old beggar, he was almost eaten by wild dogs. , it was the little one, Aqiao, who snatched him back from the mouth of the wild dog.If even Ah Qiao can't be trusted, then no one in this world can trust him.

"So that's how it is, this person is hateful!" A Qiao was originally a heroine, and she was filled with righteous indignation when she heard Yu Sheng was beaten: "A good person like Brother Yu Sheng should be bullied, there is no law."

"The king's law is the king's law. The king's law is the royal family's law and the official's law. Isn't this the way of the world? Can't you get used to it?" Song Beiyun hugged Aqiao in his arms: "Anyway, I have a way to punish him. Wait. After I let the magistrate break his legs, I can study in peace, okay?"

"Um……"

A Qiao hugged Song Beiyun's head, rubbing his hair like petting a dog.

"So, you take the money and go back and tell your father that you have been contracted by me. This is one year's rent."

"Go, go, think of me as those sluts in the brothel?"

"Don't dare." Song Beiyun shook his head again and again: "You are my baby, Aqiao."

Ah Qiao snorted triumphantly, but after rolling her eyes a few times, she suddenly pushed Song Beiyun's head away: "That's not right!"

"Huh? What's the matter, auntie?"

A Qiao picked up the small bag and began to count, muttering: "The number here does not match the number you won, and there is a small 200 taels missing. Tell me! Where did you get my money?"

This...probably is fate. In the past, he always watched his mother force him to ask his father that his monthly salary was so low by several hundred yuan. He only thought that his father was funny and a bit useless. Pressed.

In desperation, Song Beiyun began to carefully calculate the accounts for A Qiao. Yesterday he put aside his capital and won about 100 or [-] guan. After changing it into silver, he took out more than [-] taels to A Qiao. Part of her knows.

And in the part she didn't know, fifty pens were given to Yang Niu'er, and she drove him to buy things at home. Death order, part of the money is for Yang Niuer to buy the materials that will be used next time, and the rest is for Yang Niuer to live, absolutely no gambling is allowed.

"Yang girl, you have to tell him, if you gamble again, you will break that guy's dog legs." A Qiao said angrily: "I was a good person, but I gambled away."

"You still protect him. Did you see him calling you sister-in-law?"

"No..." Aqiao stomped her feet and said coquettishly, "There is still money left, don't interrupt!"

Aside from Aqiao and Yangniuer's money, Song Beiyun exchanged the remaining 80 coins for food and medicine and distributed them to the refugees outside the city.

This is also what the old lunatic told before he went out to roam. Although Song Beiyun yelled one after another, he still respected the old man in his heart. After he was picked up by A Qiao, the old man took him in and taught him to be a man. Also teach him skills.

Before leaving, the old man specifically told Song Beiyun to take care of those refugees when he was free. Those were poor people, some were displaced here because of the war in the north, some were displaced here because of the oppression of temples and evil gentry, some were orphans and widows, some were old, weak and sick Disabled, although the government occasionally distributes porridge and rice, but to put it bluntly, that thing can keep them from starving to death. The old lunatic said that doctors need to have the heart of parents, and they need medicine more than money and food.

So this time Song Beiyun used the remaining money to buy some rice noodles and some medicinal materials, and then came to a wave of free clinics and wrote some prescriptions.

"This money is really useless." A Qiao felt a little distressed: "However, it takes more to do good deeds."

"Look, I've done so many amazing things, won't you reward me with something, baby pretty?"

When Ah Qiao heard that Song Beiyun was going to make trouble again, she snorted twice, kissed him quickly on the cheek, and then ran away.

But in the end, he was still a step too late, and Song Beiyun grabbed his wrist and pulled him back into his arms: "That's it?"

"That's not it? What more do you want?"

Song Beiyun raised his eyebrows and glanced out the window: "It's raining heavily outside, you have nothing to do when you go out."

Song Beiyun whistled and watched A Qiao run away, and then went back to the room relaxed, took out from the drawer the "simulated real questions" that he had written from the rural examination to the imperial examination, and said to himself: " If you can't learn the method, of course you learned it from the dog."

Chapter 9. On March 3, it was rainy.

Song Beiyun didn't want much, and he was aiming for Young Master Yu's leg, so he must have this leg before he was serious about studying the classics.

Of course, relying on his indiscriminate ability alone, of course it won't work. What can he do as an ordinary person?For a person of his level, the magistrate is heaven. If he really insisted, he would lose his leg.

But the old lunatic once taught him that when his strength is insufficient, he needs to borrow strength at the right time. As for how to borrow and how much to borrow, it depends on Song Beiyun's own ability.

But when it comes to the old lunatic, Song Beiyun has always felt that his master is very strange and mysterious. He has been with him for ten years and does not know his name. Those who respect him call him an old genius doctor, and those who ridicule him call him an old lunatic. He has never heard him call himself font size.

But he not only has great medical skills, but also has a kind of ideological content that is almost a philosophical system, which can be said to have a profound influence on Song Beiyun. The old madman himself can annotate the Analects of Confucius and the Book of Changes, and even scold the late sages when he is drunk. He can treat diseases, write medical books, and draw pictures, whether it is portraits, construction drawings, or even design drawings, he can easily draw them.

Song Beiyun told the old lunatic that he was not the only person in this world, not even A Qiao, but at the time he thought he could scare the old lunatic, but he never thought that he was not in a hurry at all, just smiled lightly, and then took out A book of water classics, pointing to the things on it, asked Song Beiyun if future generations could cure the flooding of the Yellow River.

Although Song Beiyun didn't know much about these things, he had seen some of them on the Internet before, and began to answer some questions from the old lunatic. When he was standing, his mouth was broken, which affected thousands of people.But there are some methods that can still make his eyes shine. Although the two of them are in the relationship of master and apprentice, as long as they have nothing to do, they will talk about the past and the present.

Yes, the old lunatic said that it was discussion of Taoism, and he told Song Beiyun that the future Taoism is available but cannot be used to its full extent, and that it would lead to death if it is exhausted. However, he was very moved by the "exotic tricks" that Song Beiyun said. Interest, even 700 years ahead of Galileo, took Song Beiyun to make a heavy object landing test and atmospheric pressure hemisphere test on the cliff on the mountain. Song Beiyun was nine years old that year.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the old lunatic who didn't know many things, Song Beiyun would definitely think that the old man came from "over there" just like himself.

His ability to accept, identify, and learn all have a huge impact on Song Beiyun's worldview and values ​​here. Song Beiyun is an extremely arrogant person, but even so, he has to admit that the old lunatic is a great talent, but his reputation is not good. Obviously, it can really be said that the pearl is dusty, it is a pity that this great power that benefits the world.

The one big and one small are each other's mentors and apprentices. During these ten years, they pondered about everything in the world, from emperors and generals to mountains, rivers and streams, from stars and everything to summer flowers and winter trees.

The last thing the old lunatic said to Song Beiyun before he left was "I hate being born at the wrong time, so I have to indulge in the mountains and rivers", and then he left this small place overnight to travel around the world to verify the knowledge he had acquired from Song Beiyun over the years.

And before he left, he also made three chapters with Song Beiyun. He said that Song Beiyun is like a demon star, if his intentions are right, it will be a blessing to the people.If the mind is not correct, the common people will be sad.Therefore, the content of the three chapters of his agreement is "Don't be an official if you can't be an official, and don't kill a living if you can. If you have no choice, you should remember the common people in the world."

The old man was a compassionate person, and Song Beiyun was his apprentice, so he naturally didn't want a monstrosity under his hands to bring disaster to the people, and Song Beiyun agreed.

That doesn't count. For the first time, the old lunatic took out the tablet of the patriarch and asked Song Beiyun to kneel in front of the tablet and swear, and when he saw the tablet... Song Beiyun was a little flustered, really.

This old lunatic is actually a disciple of the all-rounder Guiguzi thousands of years ago. People who come out of this school are all awesome Plus characters.

But in the end it is still in decline. The stars that were supposed to shine in the world can only be buried in the mountains and plant some herbs, and they will lament their untimely birth when they are very old.

But then Song Beiyun looked back and thought about it. In the past ten years, the old lunatic taught himself calendar, astronomy, geography, water conservancy, and arithmetic, but he didn't teach himself the art of war or the art of combining vertical and horizontal. I'm afraid it was just to guard against him, a demon star. Do it for the world.

But if you don’t teach it, don’t teach it. Song Beiyun himself is not very interested in these things. He died of overwork and left his parents at a young age. After all, God gave him a return to this era. If you don't enjoy the slow-paced life, then I'm really sorry for being a human again this time.

Money, he is not greedy for money.Sex, young people, no one is not good at sex, but he also knows that after the age of 40, unless he is talented, sex will really become a knife in his heart.What about power? Song Beiyun felt that he had no desire for power. What he was capable of was all those "extraordinary obscene skills" that everyone looked down upon, to make everyone happy.

"Brother, Brother Song."

Yang Niu'er next to him interrupted Song Beiyun's train of thought, and called his soul back violently.

"What?"

"The head of the casino, Ye Da, let us in."

"Then go in."

Song Beiyun walked into the casino with a few blueprints. About an hour later, the head of the casino personally sent him to the door. The 40-year-old underworld leader bowed his hands to Song Beiyun, who was [-] or [-] years old: "What Mr. Xiao entrusted Things must be done, I hope you can come here often when you are free."

"Thank you Uncle Ye, then I will take my leave first."

"Good to go."

As soon as he left, Ye Da's confidant came up to him and asked in a low voice, "Master, why are you so intimate with the brat?"

Master Ye looked at Song Beiyun's back with squinted eyes, and twitched his beard with a smile: "If this son doesn't sing, he will become a blockbuster. If we make a good relationship, we may have to rely on his breath someday."

And Song Beiyun, who started to set up a battle at the place lent to them by Master Ye, was preparing seriously for the second round. Yang Niuer next to him asked Song Beiyun with doubts in a low voice while she was doing her work: "Brother Song , that is Master Ye, how did you make him treat you so politely?"

"Do what they do, what do you ask for? Ask for a good death."

Song Beiyun used a thin thread to draw a straight line, then placed hollow wooden stakes on top with a certain density, and then put various wooden signs inside, with many silver coins written on them.

This time is different from the pinball table last time. Not every slot in the pinball table has a prize, but each of these wooden stakes has a prize. The small ones are always big and fifty. For some, it's a lot of money.

After all the 81 wooden stakes were arranged, Song Beiyun took a piece of silk and satin and propped it up with two long wooden sticks to form something like a boundary line, about two meters away from the nearest wooden stake.

Beside him, there are hundreds of bamboo circles. These circles are not too big or small, just a little bit bigger than the wooden stakes on the ground. It is not so easy to fit them in.Coupled with the fact that bamboo is light, hard to grip and flexible, so even the closest one is quite difficult.

This is the result of Yang Niu'er's work yesterday. Song Beiyun thinks it's quite good, that's all... If he earns less than 2000 yuan a day in the park, what can he eat live broadcast.

After everything was ready, he asked Yang Niu'er to take a gong and a flag and go outside the door to yell. The yelling was not too difficult, just a few words.

"Bringing rings, ringing rings, no deception, two hundred and five rings!"

With this yelling, the group of idlers who had nowhere to go because of the rain poked their heads out one after another. They found that it was these two people again. They immediately came to this vacant building with umbrellas in mind to watch the excitement In the big house, besides the silk thread, many people stopped to watch.

Someone looked at it for a while, then smiled and said, "Isn't this just throwing wine?"

Song Beiyun didn't speak, but just smiled and pointed to the wooden stake in the center. The fiery word "Fifty Guan" on it immediately dazzled like a ray of light, making people unable to open their eyes.

This time, the group of idlers realized that this was another new trick. They looked at the words written on the sign, and they all started to try it out. After all, two hundred bucks and five circles are not too expensive. In case of a suit, even the smallest one can make a net profit of [-] big bucks.

But this time is different from the last time. The person maintaining order at the scene is no longer just Yang Niuer, and there are also a few thugs invited from Ye Dadao's family. Standing by the side, but even standing like this, no one dared to break the rules, honestly stood outside the line and began to cast this circle.

Soon, everyone started to play. Generally speaking, there were losses and wins. It was not much different from that day, and everyone had a good time.

After the young master of the Yu family came with his people, everyone stopped playing the game. After all, everyone knew that the young master Yu still owed him money for what happened the day before yesterday.

"Well, you boy, you didn't come yesterday, but my young master has been waiting for you all day."

Young Master Yu didn't say anything, he just complained a few times, and then wandered around the wooden stake in front of him: "This is Laoshizi's game again?"

Song Beiyun chuckled, and patiently explained to Young Master Yu.

"It's not fun, it's not fun." Young Master Yu shook his head after hearing this, "It's a lot of trouble this time around, why don't we play bigger ones. There are forty big guys in this circle now, and the bigger ones, four hundred big guys One! Naturally, your interest rate must be increased by ten times."

Song Beiyun's heart moved, just waiting for your words!

However, he put on a pensive look on the surface: "Actually, today I want everyone to have a good time. The rainy day is boring and tight. It's not a big win or loss. Everyone has fun, and I just want to make money." Some mutton money."

This reward rate is actually very high. Song Beiyun did a lot of calculations, and it was about 70.00%.And the 70.00% reward rate, plus only forty big players per round, is actually very cheap. If you lose more than ten or twenty times, you will be tired and don't want to play anymore.