Song Beiyun

Serious people who can withstand the excitement, in the middle of the night in the barren mountains and mountains, a person is facing an exposed corpse pit, and now there will be another mountain wind to blow the leaves of the tree for a while. Big people also have to be scared out of some mental illness.

Over time, Song Beiyun became an evil ghost, and his portrait probably had already been circulated by the fifth child, so he took special care to say something like "you must be polite when you meet him".But after these years of spreading, I'm afraid it will become "Be careful when you meet this person", and it may even become "Don't talk to Song Beiyun".

If you spread falsehoods, anyone who understands can understand.Anyway, Song Beiyun's reputation here must be great now, but it is similar to the kind of reputation that "if you don't eat well, Song Beiyun will catch you and eat you".

"Okay, you go and inform Lao Wu that I'm here."

"Fifth Master is going to patrol the road today...will come back later."

"Whatever, you go and arrange a room for me, and get some light food, that's right." Song Beiyun pointed at the counter: "Bring a pen and paper, I'll write a prescription, and you go grab it for me." Get some medicine."

"Yes... yes... the villain will do so."

Finally, after a lot of tossing, I was able to take a bath, live in a warm and dry house, and drink the medicine.Song Beiyun finally felt better, and fell asleep in a drowsy state.

When I woke up, the sun was setting and the wind and rain outside were getting stronger, and there was already a humming sound when blowing on the window lattice. It was indeed a bit scary to match the boundless mountains and the heavy twilight outside the window.

He slowly sat up from the bed, the bed only moved a bit, and immediately there was a slight cough from outside, and then an extremely soft knock on the door, and he called out in a voice that made Song Beiyun's skin crawl: "Master Song ..."

"Come in."

The door hinge opened with a creak, and then he saw Lao Wu's bald head and smiling face. He nodded and bowed as he walked, and said, "My lord, you didn't say hello before you came. I only heard about it after I came back from the tour. You are in poor health, isn't it... I just ordered my subordinates to stew an old turtle for you, and you will be able to eat it in a while."

Song Beiyun waved his hand: "I can't eat greasy food, you sit down first."

"Hey, that's cool."

The fifth child sat down slowly, but only dared to sit on the stool with half of his buttocks, and even tensed up, which was quite nervous.

"Have things been okay on the road these past few years?"

"Everything is fine. After listening to Mr. Song's orders and Mr. Han's help, this town will stand up. These people were not good people before, but there were no serious crimes. Most of them were The desperate people, didn’t there be a severe drought last year, and many people who fled the famine came.”

"Yeah." Song Beiyun nodded: "You have to manage this place well. In the future, it will be a chicken that lays golden eggs."

"That's knowing, that's knowing... don't say that after the road is built, even the engineering team that comes and goes will be able to support the town well. Everyone can eat well, so there is no need People are going to be bandits."

Song Beiyun hummed lightly, turned around and lay down on the bed: "Be careful yourself, don't let others give you a bad look. You have a cornucopia in your hand, so be careful when walking at night."

"Hey, villains don't walk at night."

"Okay." Song Beiyun didn't bother to say anything to this stupid man, but just waved his hand: "Go and bring the message to your mother-in-law. Bring me a cup of hot water, and you can go back."

"Hey, good."

The hot water was handed to the bedside table, but Song Beiyun didn't turn around. The door opened and closed with a creak, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

But after not sleeping for a long time, the door was pushed open again, and then I felt a gust of cool wind entering the room, and then a group of footsteps approached.

"I heard you are sick?"

Song Beiyun, who was awakened from the start, looked up and found that it was Han Ji. She was so cold that she must have traveled all night.

"Did you poison me?"

"Don't make fun of me. If something really happens to you, His Majesty will definitely kill me."

"It's all right." Song Beiyun curled up: "I just caught a cold, and I've already taken the medicine, so I can just sleep."

"That won't work." Han Ji reached out and touched his head: "Your forehead is hot, can't you feel it?"

Song Beiyun was stunned for a moment, then sat up with difficulty and stretched out his hand to touch Han Ji's forehead, then touched his own head, squinted his eyes and looked at her: "I'm afraid you have become a female ghost, it's cold."

"Only you are still a genius doctor." Han Ji turned around and went outside, and after a while, a spoon and a large bowl of moxa water came in.

"Get down and take off your clothes."

"Don't use any sorcery on me. I'm a doctor and I know the situation."

Han Ji couldn't help but go up and tear off his coat, let him lie on the bed, then dipped the spoon in moxa water and started to scratch his back.

"More than two years before your illness, many workers just entered the Qinling Mountains, and they were all infected with dampness and cold evil just like you. At first, no one minded, but after many people died because of it, they felt that it was wrong." Han Ji told Song Beiyun. While scraping, he said: "Later, I consulted a Taoist who cultivated Yiqing in the mountain. The Taoist said that it is the wind and evil in the mountain that entered the body. If the evil and cold are not exorcised in time, the iron-clad body will not be able to withstand it."

Song Beiyun's head was covered in sweat from being shaved, and he could only bite the buckwheat pillow in pain, unable to speak.

"You have to rest here for at least three days, and you can start again when you are completely recovered. Otherwise, if you die on the way, I will really be finished." Han Ji said seriously: "It doesn't matter if you die, don't drag me down."

Song Beiyun was already screaming in pain at this moment, where could he hear Han Ji's words, soon even his back was drenched with sweat, and his body gradually cooled down from waxy and hot.

At this time, Han Ji brought a pot of boiling water from outside and soaked a bowl of pepper water, poured the pepper water on a towel and applied it directly to Song Beiyun's back.

"You're trying to pluck a pig's hair!"

Song Beiyun yelled: "I..."

"Don't move." Han Ji pressed his shoulder: "It will be fine after a while."

Not to mention, these local methods really worked. Song Beiyun soon felt comfortable all over his body. Although he felt that he was marinated pork, the sense of transparency returned no matter what.

After moaning for a long time, he reached out and touched Han Ji's thigh: "Although it's not as good-looking as before, this leg is still good."

"Oh, don't think that I'm here because of you, I'm just afraid of death." Han Ji didn't bother to bother him: "Even if you appeared in front of His Majesty sickly, His Majesty's temperament would not spare me."

"Don't speak so badly of Fo Bao Nu."

"I have followed His Majesty for seventeen years, how many years have you known her?"

"You won." Song Beiyun closed his eyes and fumbled: "Xiao Han, how about a bedtime tonight?"

"Hehe, what ability do you have now?"

Song Beiyun was stunned... That really wasn't the case. Half his life was almost lost after this day's tossing. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

"I'm next door. If you're about to die, call out." Han Ji removed the hot towel and pulled the quilt over Song Beiyun: "As long as you don't die here, you can do it anywhere."

"You woman is so heartless. Is this your attitude when talking to me? You don't consider your identity."

"Okay, then put your hands down first."

"No, no, it's good to have fun."

Han Ji sneered, and stood up straight: "Sleep well, don't bother. I'm leaving right now, don't eat at night, and you'll feel much better after a night of sleep."

Chapter 763: Sunny November 10, Seven Years

Luoyang, late autumn.

Fo Baonu had arrived for two days, but she didn't see Song Beiyun, so she sent people to check along the way, and found that Song Beiyun was stationed in the small town under Han Ji's rule, and she was very dissatisfied.

On the same day, he rushed to question Han Ji within [-] miles. As expected, if something happened to Song Beiyun, she would be pulled out and chopped off, because it was obvious that His Majesty had already had a lot of feelings for her. Inexplicable hostility.

After accepting the questioning, Han Ji came to Song Beiyun and saw him drinking morning tea leisurely, so she said with a displeased face, "Master Song is about to leave."

"What's the rush? This place has a pleasant scenery after the autumn rain. It doesn't matter if I stay for a few more days."

"It doesn't matter to you, I'm going to be in big trouble." Han Ji said coldly: "Your Majesty hastened to question me eight hundred miles in the morning. If you stay any longer, Your Majesty will think that you have something to do with me, and she must Looking for a chance to get rid of me."

"Isn't it?"

"I have known His Majesty for more than ten years..."

Song Beiyun thought about it, and felt that there was indeed such a possibility, so he stood up and drank the tea in the cup: "Then I'll set off now."

"Good journey."

"Are you so eager for me to go?"

"I wish you had never been here." Han Ji sent Song Beiyun to the entrance of the town like a plague god: "No."

"Then when I return?"

"Sorry, busy business."

"100 sticks!"

Han Ji hesitated... Then she didn't respond for a while, and finally took a deep breath and said, "Yes."

"You do not deserve!"

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he boarded the carriage and immediately urged: "Go, go!!!"

The coachman set up his horse and galloped on the completed concrete road, but within a few steps, he heard a thumping sound from outside the carriage. It should be a stone thrown by Han Ji, which made Song Beiyun laugh out loud.

And Han Ji, who watched him go away, also knew that this man came here to amuse her, so she stood there angrily and funny, and finally shook her head helplessly, turned on her horse and walked towards the deep mountain.

After walking on this righteous path, the speed naturally increased, and he arrived outside Luoyang City within a day.

After entering the city, he immediately came to the place he had agreed with Fo Baonu. It was a seemingly inconspicuous house, but in fact, it was a typical low-key mansion. Everything is set according to the top configuration.

"Turn on the floor heating so early? Aren't you afraid of the heat?"

Song Beiyun, who pushed the door and entered, smiled after seeing Fo Baonu: "This is not your style."

"Is Han Ji fun?" Fo Baonu was only wearing a tube top, showing a large area of ​​skin, and the center of his brows was also dotted with mandarin duck red, looking graceful and luxurious.

"What's fun or not? You're too small-minded." Song Beiyun went to sit opposite her and sat down: "A few days ago I was seriously ill, so I just stopped to rest for a few days."

"I believe you are a ghost." Fo Baonu said resentfully: "If you are two days late, I will transfer Han Ji away and return to the inner palace of the capital."

"Then think of a way to kill her, right?" Song Beiyun propped his cheeks and said, "You are a bad person."

"What? Then do you want me to choose you the 72nd concubine of Sangong Sixth Court?"

"No, my body can't support it." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "Less."

As soon as the words fell, he was kicked by Fo Baonu, and when he looked up, he also met Fo Baonu's angry eyes.

"Just kidding." Song Beiyun lay lazily on the ground: "But the serious illness is real, if you don't believe me, take a look."

After speaking, he turned over and took off his clothes, revealing the purple-brown marks on his back. Although the pain is gone now, it is indeed shocking to look at.

Seeing his appearance, Fo Baonu crawled to his side with hands and feet, straddled his body and sat on his back, gently pressing the blood marks: "How did you make it like this?"

"It's been said that serious illnesses come and go, and you still have to ask, you have to wait until I'm dead to understand, right?"

"Oh……"

Fo Baonu felt a little distressed, and gently lay on his back, then leaned into his ear and whispered: "Then don't move today, I'll do it myself."

"Hey... wait a minute... wait a minute! I haven't eaten yet..."

After all, there are some things that cannot be avoided. After all, sister Anu has reached the age of a wolf and a tiger, and she still has suspicions in her heart that Song Beiyun is stealing her subordinates. If you don't verify it, it is not the style of a practical emperor.

"It's okay." Fo Baonu patted Song Beiyun's face and got up to clean up: "Later, I'll go to choose a site, so you can go shopping around."

"You won't let me go with you?"

"What are you doing here? There are many people there, and many of them recognize you. Don't add trouble out of thin air."

Song Beiyun thought for a moment: "So you tricked me here just to have fun, right?"

Fo Baonu didn't speak, just giggled.

"You emperors don't have a single good thing!"

"By the way, do you know?" Fo Baonu came out after changing into clean clothes, his hair was tied up, and all the gaudy decorations on his face were wiped off, making him much cleaner.

Song Beiyun turned his head and glanced at him: "What do I know? You said it."

"A few days ago, the royal family of Jinling completely lost power. They wanted to move into Qufu to merge with the Kong family, but they were rejected by the Kong family. Afterwards, this matter was exposed, and the name of Wen Shenggong was given by Zhao Xing. It was stripped, and their family’s offerings and fields were also cut off, their family property was confiscated, and a group of officials in the court were also implicated and demoted to one place, probably during the Mid-Autumn Festival.”

"It has been expected that they are centipedes who are dead but not stiff." Song Beiyun put his hands behind his head: "Zhao Xing hates their family more than killing his own father. It's a face."

"But the Kong family is not having a good time." Fo Baonu said while putting on loose autumn clothes: "Because the southern gentry gradually lost contact with them, and there is no well-established family in the north, they are now alone."

"It's still early, when I have all the magic-breaking three-piece suit, only Mr. Ke will no longer have old masters in the world, and even the old man Kong Sheng will join Mr. Ke's camp." Song Beiyun lay there laughing Said: "Don't rush, don't rush, the general trend of the world is irreversible."

Fo Baonu laughed, and then put a foot in front of Song Beiyun: "Does it look good?"

All five of her toes are painted with pink translucent nail polish, and there are dots of gold powder inside, which is very girlish.

"You are so boring." Song Beiyun pinched her feet and kneaded them for a while: "Outside she was wearing a dark gold and black dragon robe with beautiful patterns, but inside she looked like this pink with small bubbles."

"Hey..." Fo Baonu withdrew his feet: "I think those girls can still draw on their hands, but I can't do it, so I can only draw on their feet."

"Actually, eight out of ten of your ministers know that you are a woman, right?"

"Knowing is knowing, and facts are facts." Fo Baonu sighed, "I'm already out of position, and if I have a daughter, I'm afraid the north will rebel. You can't help this kind of rebellion. If you intervene, it will be over." , the world must be in chaos. Those people want to be officials for themselves, let alone a woman, even if I am a dog, it doesn’t hurt anything."

"Call twice."

"No!"

Fo Baonu kicked him, put on his shoes and socks and patted his face: "I'm out to work, you go out to play obediently, Luoyang city is still very lively."

"Chang'an is busy with me?"