Song Beiyun

"You scholars, what you say is better than what you sing, but since you have condescended to bow down, then I don't have much to say. What are you doing here tonight?"

Beipo said a lot of good things first, and then turned the corner when Yang Wenguang was smiling, and led the topic to Jin Ling'er.

"That's true." Yang Wenguang nodded after pondering for a while and said, "But I don't recognize that man."

"Then, Brother Yang, can you describe it to me?"

Describe... How can I describe it? How can I describe Zuo Rou in men's clothing? She has red lips, white teeth, and a crystal-clear white face. This is the kind of person Yang Wenguang despises the most. A delicate, disgusting!

As far as scholars are concerned, Yang Wenguang has a crush on Song Beiyun. When the plague was raging in those days, he spent day and night in the most dangerous place. Although he is full of talent, Yang Wenguang has seen the changes on his body when he changed clothes. Tendon meat, that is a man who is no worse than himself, such a man who is brave, resourceful, courageous and knowledgeable is a pillar.

That kind of bitch chirping... hum.

But since people asked, he gave a detailed description, not to mention, the level of Zuo Rou's men's clothing is getting higher and higher, and her chest is flat, so I really don't know her if I don't touch it with my hands. She is a daughter, and even though she has a flat chest, but she looks around the world, she can be counted. This men's clothing is really a good thing that fits the eyes of the people of Song Dynasty.Although standing next to the princess is a little weird, but at the same time there is an indescribable fit.

The two of them didn't seem to avoid people, and they walked around holding hands in broad daylight, cuddling and hugging was even more normal. Although they bickered and fought, the habit of growing up together was definitely not something that could be changed just by wearing men's clothes.

So in fact, there are some gossips in Luzhou Mansion, but just like Song Beiyun's amazing poems at that time, after they were published, they were shameless again. This handsome little brother who has an eye for the princess is also very strange. disappear suddenly.

"I roughly understand..."

Beipo was a little frustrated, and he bowed his hands to Yang Wenguang to thank him: "I also hope that the brothers of the Yang family can talk to me more... I will leave now."

Like an eggplant beaten by frost, Beipo staggered and walked slowly on the street, his fists clenched tightly. After a few days of not seeing the Princess whom he misses so much, there really is someone else.

He was actually very dissatisfied, even when facing the young master of the Jin family, he had never felt so uncomfortable, but now he was absolutely uncomfortable.

"Straight mother thief..."

Beipo is not good at swearing. He has exhausted all the knowledge he has learned all his life, but he still finds it unsatisfactory, but he can't swear anymore. At this moment, he can only clenched his fists, wishing he could Crush that sissy to pieces.

At this time, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, followed by a dull thunder. Beipo raised his head and looked at the sky. After watching for a while, it was indeed raining. As soon as he was drenched by the cold rain, he immediately felt unreasonable sadness and tears. Turning back and forth in the eye sockets, but there is still a voice in his heart that the man will not flick the tears easily, and he tilts his head up 45 degrees to prevent the tears from flowing out.

"One day... one day! I will make you change your mind!" Facing the cold heavy rain, Beipo gritted his teeth and shouted to the sky, but after shouting, he suddenly remembered something and screamed: " not good!!!!"

At this moment, the book that was originally placed under the armpit was already soaking wet, and the handwriting on it had been soaked by the rain, and it had long been blurred, making it hard to see the true face.

"Oh my god!" Beipo looked at the borrowed book in his hand, and couldn't hold back his suppressed emotions any longer. He fell to his knees with a plop, "Why did you treat me like this!!!"

Chapter 90: On May 5, the rainy man is famous

Beipo was ill, he couldn't eat or drink, he had a high fever and he looked haggard overnight, he didn't want to talk, and when he spoke, his heart was blocked.

Beside his pillow was the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", whose handwriting could no longer be read clearly. Outside the window, the bell of the distant temple sounded like a death knell to him.

At this moment, Song Beiyun was squatting on the ground and drawing a square with a wooden stick. While drawing the area, he said, "More than 30 people will arrive in the next day, right? It's a bit later than I expected."

"I heard that many people died on the road... eh." Jin Ling'er squatted beside him, frowning: "You said this person, why is he so unbearable."

Song Beiyun chuckled, but also shook his head helplessly: "You are pampered and pampered, and you have never been hungry. It's unbearable to be so superior."

"Have you ever been hungry?"

"No." Song Beiyun spread out his hands: "Although I'm not as pampered as you, I have been well protected since I was a child, and I have never suffered, let alone starved."

The princess rolled her eyes: "Okay, you can talk quickly."

"Did you see it on the ground? This big box is Luzhou City, and there will be about six to seven new cities around it in the future. We call them satellite cities."

"What is a satellite?"

Song Beiyun pointed to the sky: "The moon at night is a satellite, and the little guys around the earth are satellites."

"You are talking nonsense. The sky is round and the sun and the moon are shining together. Why is the moon revolving around the earth? I think you are a ball."

"In the future." Song Beiyun scratched her nose: "I'll take you to verify it, but I don't have time to explain it to you now."

"Okay." Jin Ling'er was tired from squatting, and moved a little Maza from the side to sit down: "You tell me."

In fact, Song Beiyun's idea is very simple. With the cooperation of King Fu, Governor and Princess Fund, four to five new satellite cities will be rebuilt outside Luzhou City. These satellite cities mainly play slightly different functions but are under the jurisdiction of Luzhou Prefecture. After a few years of simultaneous development, it will be integrated with Luzhou City.

If it was Song Beiyun's own era, although the resettlement of 50 million people cannot be said to be the same as playing, it is definitely not a big deal, but in this Song Dynasty, which is far behind in all aspects, these people might be able to put the weak The Song Dynasty was turned upside down, and it must not be sloppy.

When the news came early this morning that many of the victims were left behind or even died due to hunger, Song Beiyun immediately asked Her Royal Highness to send someone to transport some food to pick them up.

Although it was somewhat for the sake of humanitarianism, it was more for the stability of the entire social environment. After all, these people were less than a hundred miles away. If something really happened because of hunger, it would definitely affect Luzhou City.

As for why Song Beiyun protects the city so much, he actually has no way of explaining it. When chatting with Ji Wang Miaoyan, she said that most of the reason why Song Beiyun is doing this now is because he is from Hefei, and this place is the place he treats himself. The last thoughts of the world, the last thoughts of my hometown, and the last thoughts of my family.

It was a bit sad to say, but Song Beiyun didn't deny it, because people are like this, even a character like Zhuge Liang, I'm afraid they can't see through themselves at all.

As for how the satellite city should be laid out, Song Beiyun actually doesn't have a good plan now. Although he thought very well before, such as industrial zones, handicraft zones, etc., but as he came into contact with more and more refugees, he found that this The early layout was not very reliable, because the illiteracy rate was too high, and the illiteracy rate of these refugees was as high as [-]%!Who can stand this?So the regional plan had to be put on hold for the time being.

However, in order to deal with this situation, he proposed a three-branch and one-support plan with Fu Wang, which is to let some of the underachievers from poor families and a group of medical practitioners go to support agriculture, education and poverty alleviation.

Of course, this idea was naive, Fu Wang rejected it at the time, but Fu Wang might think that Song Beiyun's idea was still very constructive, so he explained to him why it didn't work.

Anyway, in layman's terms, this kind of thing almost shakes the foundation of the country and violates the interests of the literati group. No matter how you say it, King Fu is just a prince and not an emperor, and he doesn't mean to do whatever he wants.

Later, Song Beiyun thought about it, and felt that he was indeed a little naive. The literati group has never been a good thing since ancient times. Whether it is the aristocrats in the front or Donglin in the back, these are the resources that they are fighting for. Where? It can be said that this kind of three supports and one support can be accommodated.

Two-legged beasts dare to read?Skate the jokes of the world!

Regarding this, Song Beiyun could only smile shyly, then changed hands and continued to do his own business without saying a word of nonsense.

"By the way, when my royal father was chatting with an old friend this morning, he praised you a lot." Jin Ling'er said suddenly: "I was ashamed to hear what you said. The Great Song Dynasty is like you, it is a peaceful and prosperous age, with long-term peace and stability."

"Hi...you're very polite." Song Beiyun raised his head and glanced at her: "What else are you praising me for?"

"I'm not ashamed, I just went to salute, how can I listen more." Jin Ling'er stretched out her hand and rubbed Song Beiyun's earlobe: "I told my father that you, a talented unicorn, were picked up by me, but he still doesn't believe it."

"Picked it up?" Song Beiyun slowly stroked two fingers up her thigh: "Didn't you get it in exchange for something?"

"Ah..." Jin Ling'er screamed and pressed his hand: "It's outside, don't move around."

"Then let's go inside?"

"No, no." Jin Ling'er pouted and shook her head again and again: "If you can't, then you can't."

"What's the use of you then? You go."

"Don't go!" Jin Ling'er grabbed Song Beiyun's hand and put it on her lap: "I'll cover it with my body so that no one can see it."

Seeing her like this, Song Beiyun laughed and withdrew his hand: "By the way, your big dog Beipo came to me yesterday and said that he would let me inscribe at the wedding banquet between you and him in the future."

"What a guts!" Jin Ling'er raised her eyebrows at that moment: "Is my daughter's body something that someone like him can covet?"

"People just want to."

"I can't even think about it! It's a crime to even think about it!" Jin Ling'er got up angrily: "I'll find him!"

"Don't, don't, don't." Song Beiyun held her hand: "Didn't you say you want to eat the meal I cooked, it's time for dinner soon, where are you going?"

"Then go after dinner."

"Aren't you going to take a nap after eating?" Song Beiyun said with a bastard smile on his face, "I haven't slept with Her Royal Highness in my arms yet."

Jin Ling'er didn't speak, but just looked around: "Why is Sister Qiaoqiao not here today? Let her take care of you."

"She went to Jinling with Zuo Rourou and Qiaoyun, and she won't be back until a few days later."

"Oh..." Jin Ling'er rolled her eyes, and then slapped Song Beiyun forcefully: "You are a very bad person. I promised you to make a request, but you actually made such a request."

"Then do you agree or not?" Song Beiyun stood up and went to the well to wash his hands: "After eating, you don't have to go back on your word."

"Let me think twice."

Jin Ling'er is actually very alert, she didn't know that Qiaoqiao left today, and Yusheng was copying in the Wangfu library, and she wouldn't come back until night, anyway... just felt itchy, knowing that she was alone with this bastard What will happen, she just can't help it, fuck him to be polite, sneaking around is so happy.

Following Song Beiyun into the kitchen, Song Beiyun started to cook, she stuck to him like a slug, hugging his waist from behind: "Good brother, you say it's weird, why am I so inseparable?" Excuse me, it's only been two months, as if we've known each other for a few years, ten years, or decades."

"Maybe you owed me in the previous life." Song Beiyun wasn't too excited, and it was nothing to drag the slug to chop vegetables and hot pot: "I'm here to collect debts in this life."

"Then I won't pay it back either...I want you to collect my debt for the rest of your life and stay by my side." Jin Ling'er buried her face in Song Beiyun's back: "Is that okay?"

"That's not what you said before. You said that you would kill me when I became bored." Song Beiyun sneered and said, "I will remember it in my heart."

"Forget it quickly, don't remember it again. I didn't know before that you are like a bottomless pit, no matter how you dig out, you can't empty it out. Now that you know it, how can I be willing?"

Song Beiyun put the lid on the pot and turned around, leaning on the stove and holding Jin Ling'er's waist with both hands: "You are the princess."

"Some people, when they saw the princess for the first time, they got their hands into the princess' belly pocket, and they were not afraid of death." Jin Ling'er stood on tiptoe and pecked Song Beiyun's lips: "Now they are blackmailed , you can't get rid of it, if you don't do what I want, I'll say you're belittling me."

Song Beiyun's hand slowly moved up: "Why so frivolous?"

Jin Ling'er hummed lightly, her voice became softer, and she whispered: "That's it..."

"Okay, don't make a fuss, I'll wait next to you. I'm cooking, and I'll burn you later."

Jin Ling'er obediently sat aside, and Song Beiyun continued: "Beipo seems to have gone to inquire about the man who has been by your side these days and you don't know much about."

"Isn't that you?"

"It's sister Rou."

Hearing these words, Jin Ling'er, who was already smart, immediately reacted. She giggled and said, "You are...bad. He is petty and narrow-minded. I'm afraid he will be mad at you."

"Why is it me? It's you, a disrespectful princess." Song Beiyun said to Jin Ling'er while shaking the spoon, "You said he is so small, will he be seriously ill?"

"If you are sick, you will be sick, and if you die, you will die. Isn't it just like a wild dog." Jin Ling'er showed a disdainful smile: "Useless things are superfluous in this world."

"Wow, people have liked you for so many years anyway, you are too vicious, didn't you have a good relationship before?"

"In the past? It's just my dog. I never looked at him directly. Even if I didn't have a good brother, I wouldn't look at him more, let alone now that I have a good brother." Jin Ling'er stepped forward He squeezed Song Beiyun's buttocks: "The flesh on my good brother's body is really firm..."

"Sinister..." Song Beiyun let out a long breath: "After May, I will go to retreat to study, so don't ask me to do some bad things again."

"What about other things?"

"That's fine, but it's still the same sentence, just sneak around, don't hurt me."

Chapter 91, On May 5th, there are poems and essays all over the stele without words.

In fact, although Song Beiyun has a top-notch technique, he seldom talks about it, because the world is different. There has never been a lack of reformers who talked on paper throughout the ages. How many are successful?

Even if there are occasional winners, but in the end because of offending the interests of the squires, they all end badly, right? Shang Yang, who was cracked by a car, Wu Qi, who was pierced by thousands of arrows, Wang Anshi, who was exiled, and Zhang Juzheng, who was beaten to death. part, and many more.

The lessons of blood in history remind Song Beiyun all the time, under the premise that his own power cannot be achieved, he must not violate the interests of the upper class for those "two-legged beasts", otherwise his best end is to dig oysters in the Qiongzhou Strait eat.

Meals have to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road has to be walked step by step. In the words of Miss Ji Wang, who dares to fart when 125 pomegranates are on his mother's forehead?The caliber is the truth, and the range is the justice. If only relying on the two sides, who will die if he does not die?

"Good brother, are you awake?"

Jin Ling'er was covered with a blanket, lying on Song Beiyun's chest, her smooth skin glowed with a young and healthy luster.

"Well, I'm awake." Song Beiyun hugged Jin Ling'er's waist with both hands, and buried his nose in her long hair: "You smell delicious."

"Well..." Jin Ling'er stretched her arms: "I slept very comfortably, but my good brother, are you okay? You don't touch me. You don't eat the big fat that is brought to your mouth? It's me, Jin Ling The son is not fragrant enough, or is it because you, Song Beiyun, are weak?"

Song Beiyun laughed lightly, but held Jin Ling'er in his arms without saying a word.

The little girl also seemed to like being hugged like this, and she didn't speak anymore, but just buried her face in Song Beiyun's neck, sticking it naked to his chest, quietly listening to the rustling rain and muffled thunder outside.

"Good brother saw you in a daze just now, what were you thinking?" Jin Ling'er leaned close to his ear and whispered: "You are holding the eldest princess of Song Dynasty, but you have other things in your heart, damn it. "

Song Beiyun turned his head to look at Jin Ling'er's profile, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "Do you want to be a queen?"

"You are crazy!"

Jin Ling'er suddenly stood up, stared at Song Beiyun with terrified eyes, ignored the blanket slipping off her body, and covered Song Beiyun's mouth with one hand: "Good brother, don't mention such things again, no matter what Whether it's in front of my father or other people, don't mention it again!"

Song Beiyun moved her hand away, hugged her in his arms, turned over, and looked into her eyes from top to bottom: "Da Song is hopeless. Yu Gong, I don't want my hometown to be ravaged , Lost life, this is what my master entrusted to me. Selfishly, I don't want to see this little baby in my arms become a princess of subjugation, and the feeling of being bullied is not good."

Jin Ling'er stared into his eyes, her eyes suddenly became gentle, she stretched out her hand to hug his neck, and put her forehead on his forehead: "Good brother, if there is such a day, you will protect Is it the servant's house?"

"Yes, yes, yes, but I don't hope there will be such a day." Song Beiyun turned his head slightly, kissed Jin Ling'er's lips, and after touching them lightly: "So I suddenly had a very dangerous idea just now."

"Now is not the time to think about that."

After Jin Ling'er finished speaking, she chased after her with a smile, and actively kissed the stinky guy in front of her...

Two hours later, Yusheng came back from copying books from King Fu, and seeing Princess Ruibao sitting on the porch chatting with Song Beiyun, he naturally walked up and saluted: "Meet Princess Qiansui."

"Brother Yusheng, no courtesy." Jin Ling'er said with a dignified face: "Today I came to chat with Beiyun about something. In two days, hundreds of thousands of disaster victims will arrive. Just keep busy and don't worry about me."

Yusheng smiled, arched his hands, and walked into the room with the book in his hands. As soon as he walked in, the princess's expression changed immediately. She frowned and said, "Good brother, I don't care about that much. What is the queen? I'm not interested, you can't take risks."

"I'm just talking about it, just a sudden idea." Song Beiyun leaned against the pillar next to him: "You said that Zhao Xing is like a puppet emperor now, why don't we just blow up this stall."

"You!" Jin Ling'er got up: "I told you not to talk about it anymore, I would be angry if I said it."

Song Beiyun laughed, and opened his hand slightly without saying a word, and Jin Ling'er immediately slipped into his arms like a bewitched man.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Jin Ling'er bounced off immediately, and sighed: "It's over, it's over, I'm afraid I was tamed..."