Song Beiyun

Even now there is a legend among those who want to be officials, that is, as long as they are selected by Song Beiyun, they will be able to rise to the top.

But if you want to ask the people from Song Beiyun's department what kind of connection they have with Song Beiyun, they just shake their heads and smile bitterly. Although they say that Song Beiyun is their recommender, why does Song Beiyun come here for a short life, and secondly, he doesn't have a banquet? Ten times out of ten visits, he will not be at home, and he will not accept gifts or tribute.The whole is just a professional autistic household, so they are classified as the same party, and they themselves are a bit wronged when they say it.

But I still have to be grateful, because if it weren't for Song Beiyun, some of them would still be feeding pigs and sheep, and might even have to feed pigs and sheep for the rest of their lives.

But... no matter what, Song Beiyun had to leave a path of gratitude for them anyway.

In the early morning of the second day, Babaili Express set off from Jinling and rushed to the border of Haizhou with a new order.

At this moment, Song Beiyun was sitting in the courtyard of his home, using a small knife to cut bamboo strips and making kites, surrounded by his sons, daughters, nephews and nieces.

"One for everyone, don't grab it, don't grab it."

He was as happy as if he had returned to the time when he was the king of children in Xiaolian Village. At that time, he was surrounded by a lot of little things like this. The elder brother shouted loudly, and as time passed, the older brother became a father. , but the ingenuity remains the same.

"Give priority to the little princess, boys in order of size, and the older ones first."

The boss asked curiously: "Father, why didn't the brothers take it first?"

"It's all the same, it doesn't matter whoever takes it first, no one will be wronged from the big to the small, but you will be wronged from the small to the big." Song Beiyun put the kite on the line, tested the balance and said: "It's the first kite. When you become a person once, you don’t have to give way, just say what you want, and we can discuss it. Do you agree to give it to brother first?”

Naturally, no one objected, and the boss happily thanked Song Beiyun and his younger brothers and sisters.

Soon a few kites were finished, and the little bastards were led by the guards to fly paper kites outside. Biluo carried her little daughter to Song Beiyun and smiled, "Obviously the same thing happens, you can talk about it." Let everyone feel comfortable, if you want to change someone, there will always be a child who has to be wronged."

"You think children don't understand, but in fact, children understand. They are like puppies, who are the best at observing words and emotions. You can't treat them as children, you have to treat them as younger brothers. As long as there is partiality, they will gang up to bully The child who is least liked, the little bastards are on good terms now, the boss has the most credit, and the one who has the most credit will give an extra candy, and everyone will have no objection, even if it is a naughty child like the second child."

"Sanggong is so interesting..." Biluo laughed loudly: "There is no such thing as you who takes care of children."

"Ha, don't you understand? To be the head of a big family is like leading a pack of wolves. You have to be kind and powerful. If you want to be a good wolf, you must protect the weakest and reward the strongest. In this way, they will gradually form such a habit. The strong will protect the weak and the weak will respect the strong. In a family like ours, brothers will end up killing each other."

Biluo seemed to understand and nodded: "Then who is the strongest among these children?"

"Second brother." Song Beiyun said bluntly: "This child is born with a king's life, but...he is really too lazy, and sometimes even I hate it. On the contrary, the boss is quite average in all aspects, but he became One of the best."

"It's right to be lazy." At this time, Jin Ling'er's voice came from behind: "Lazy is your real son."

Seeing Jin Ling'er approaching, Biluo subconsciously took a step back and bent her knees: "Sister..."

Jin Ling'er stepped forward and took the little daughter from her hand and hugged her in her arms: "Your son is lazy, greedy and greedy, and he looks exactly like you, Song Beiyun."

"Hahahaha..." Song Beiyun laughed loudly: "It's normal."

"Slightly laugh, the child is asleep." Jin Ling'er frowned and said, "I have something to do in the afternoon, you can go shopping in the city with Aunt Hong, and now you are the most free at home."

"Okay... I'll go."

The place in Chang'an is evil, and Aunt Hong walked over from outside while talking, followed by Qiaoyun's mother, the two of them were about the same age, so they could be regarded as chatting, so they became companions naturally.

"It just so happens that you are here." Aunt Hong walked over straight after seeing Song Beiyun: "I will go to Wannian with Qiaoyun's mother in the afternoon to ask for safety at home, so you don't need to worry about us, we will live tonight In the Wannian Great Buddha Temple."

"Worshiping Buddha is better than worshiping me..."

Jin Ling'er heard Song Beiyun's mumbling voice, and she viciously pinched Song Beiyun's buttocks, and said in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about..."

"What I'm talking about is the truth. Can one of the gods and Buddhas in the sky stand up and reason with me? Where is the Buddha when the world is famine? Where is the Buddha when the Yellow River is flooding? Oh, at a critical moment, the Buddha said that this is your catastrophe , In the peaceful and prosperous age, he jumped out and said that this is my blessing for you?" Song Beiyun spat: "If it weren't for Lao Tzu, the population of Song and Liao would have been reduced by half! Are the merits and virtues of thousands of people higher than those of the bodhisattvas in the temple? Do you think worshiping Buddha can be as effective as worshiping me?"

If he put these words in other people's mouths, he would be scolded by the believers all over the world, but he is Song Beiyun. Even if he said such words in front of the most devout Buddhists, the other party would only smile awkwardly. Then say "Song's benefactor is the Buddha".

"Okay, okay, I won't chat with you, an idler. Pay attention to yourself."

Jin Ling'er returned the child to Biluo and hurried out the door, while Biluo looked at Song Beiyun who was still angry with a smile.She really thought that Song Beiyun was the most interesting person in the world, and when he was trying to turn the tide, he stood there with an indomitable posture, but most of the time he was like a child, who would get angry for a long time because of a single sentence.

"Okay, Mr. Hong. Aunt Hong and the others went there just for fun. They are old and have worked hard for half their lives. Let them have fun."

Leaving aside the troubles in the courtroom, Song Beiyun now cooks meals every day besides being the king of the kids.

Now we not only have to consider the tastes of the whole family, but also satisfy the weird tastes of the old man in his 90s who wants to eat and drink all day long.

But a genius doctor is a genius doctor. Song Beiyun’s wound always gushed out blood and never healed well. In the end, the old man used the thin tendon from the mouse’s tail to sew it up for him, and the prepared herbs were washed every day, and the palace was full. The wound that the imperial doctor couldn't fix well, actually began to scab and heal on the fourth day after returning.

It's just that the old man is just like a child now, going out to play every day and coming back after dark. Song Beiyun has said it several times, but it still has no effect.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

While Song Beiyun was cooking, Wuyou's head appeared at the window: "I want to eat dried fish."

"Little bastard, the old man wants to eat lard bibimbap."

"Ouch... You really come back to eat when the time comes. Old man, how old are you eating lard bibimbap, and you are still a doctor."

"It's almost the end, just eat something." The old man said impatiently, "Hurry up, I even invited someone to listen to the music at night."

Song Beiyun rolled his eyes, but Wuyou came up and said quietly, "Senior brother, let me tell you."

"Ok?"

"Someone is chasing me!" Wuyou looked extremely happy: "You even asked me to go to the garden party tomorrow, do you think I will go?"

"Who is it?" Song Beiyun frowned and asked, "Don't give me all these strange things."

"I don't know either... Didn't I ask you. Why don't you come with me tomorrow? I haven't been to the garden party yet."

After finishing speaking, Wuyou added: "Don't let the princess's sister-in-law know, she will scold her."

"Are you so afraid of Jinling'er?" Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Okay, my precious sister wants me to go and have a look, so I'll go and have a look."

Chapter 870: Sunny May 4, Ten Years

The weather is fine, and it is a good day to visit the garden. This spring day is sunny after the rain, and the grass is growing and the warblers are flying, exuding a breath of youth.

Song Beiyun got up early and dressed up a little bit. After all, he was 30 years old. Although he was still young at first glance, it would still be somewhat awkward if he mixed in with those sixteen or seventeen-year-old children.

"Age is not forgiving."

When Qiaoyun helped him tidy up his clothes, Song Beiyun sighed suddenly, causing Qiaoyun to sigh too.

Although Xiao Song can be called Yushu Linfeng now, he can never go back to being as agile as a monkey when he was eighteen or nineteen. Just standing there, his temperament is completely different, and his whole body exudes The breath of a middle-aged man is as stable as Mount Tai.Even at a glance, it is exactly the same as Ding Xiang's temperament.

"Let me tell you, don't say such things in front of Aunt Hong, it will make you sad."

"That's not possible. In front of her, I will always be the one who climbs trees and picks peaches." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "Today, you just say that I went out to find books, don't say that Wuyou and I went to the garden to give her a blind date."

"Why can't Jin Ling'er know about it?"

"Don't you know Jin Ling'er's temperament? She has a very high vision. If she really chooses a man for Wuyou according to her standards, she may be in danger for the rest of her life. You have to have great ambitions if you have both civil and military skills and are unparalleled in the world. Is there such a man?" Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Worriless is at this age, just when you are longing for love, if you miss this stage, you will never be able to find that kind of softness in the future."

"What about you? Have you found it?"

"When I was seventeen or eighteen years old? Didn't I have that sister Qiaoyun who secretly loved her?"

"Oh!" Qiaoyun slapped Song Beiyun in embarrassment: "I hate it..."

"Look, it's such youthful shyness that I can't forget as time goes by." Song Beiyun patted his cuffs: "Okay, I'm leaving."

Now the most popular clothing in Chang'an is this kind of formal clothing. There have already been [-] or [-] changes in just one Yusheng clothing. Nowadays, young people, especially students, especially like it. It is not only convenient but also refreshing, especially After the hair-shaving campaign, wearing this kind of clothes on the upper body, the spirit is completely different, clean and tidy.

However, Song Beiyun still advocated changing into the original clothes during the New Year and festivals, but... he found that his advocacy was not easy to use, and the development of the times was about to run over him. Under the general trend, his appeal also It's just a mantis arm.

"Senior brother and brother!"

Walking out the door, just after turning the corner, Wuyou jumped off a big tree branch: "Let's go, let's go."

"Eat." Song Beiyun pointed to the front: "The old Zhou's sugar buns and Hu spicy soup soaked cakes."

Wuyou pouted: "I'm afraid I'm going to be late..."

"I can't see that you are still a love brain." Song Beiyun walked ahead with his hands behind his back: "Unfortunately, I am not, and the king of heaven can't stop me from having breakfast."

Song Beiyun is a regular customer of the steamed stuffed bun shop at the entrance of the alley. When the boss saw him coming, he quickly wiped out a table and said, "Master Song is back. I'm afraid I haven't seen him for a few years."

"I can't help it, I'm busy." Song Beiyun took a look at the menu board after taking his seat: "Five meat buns, three sugar buns, two bowls of Hu spicy soup, and two oil cakes."

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Wuyou said that it was too late, but she was able to eat more than anyone else. After eating, she even took two candies and packed them in a sachet, which was laughed at by Song Beiyun.

The children of the Jianghu are different, don't look at Wuyou wearing a fancy dress, but the habits are still the habits of the children of the Jianghu, carefree, informal, people's sachets are filled with herbs, but she is good, they are filled with sugar buns.

"Brother, will you be recognized by others?"

"No." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "I'm not that recognizable."

In fact, he really won’t be recognized. Before, he was always worried that Zhao Xing would be recognized by people running around, but he was taught a lesson by Zhao Xing. The dog emperor said that people on the street only think that the emperor is high in the temple. , will definitely not sit at the same table and eat cakes with themselves, so even if one day the emperor really sits at the same table and eats cakes, they will not think it is the emperor, even if they look alike, they will not think it is the emperor , I just wonder why this person looks so familiar.

Unless he is wearing a dragon robe, Zhao Xing is Zhao Xing, a mortal.The emperor who wears the dragon robe is the emperor, so Zhao Xing can run out unscrupulously.

Song Beiyun didn't believe it at first, but when he really followed suit, hey...it's really like this, everyone is busy on the street, and no one will care that the ordinary dressed person next to him will It is a superior existence, and most of those who can recognize it will be tacit.

It really was just like what Zhao Xing said, the clothes on the outside are a halo, when you put it on, you are that person, and when you take it off, you are just one of the crowd.

Of course... There are some special cases here. If a person is particularly beautiful or ugly, he will be easily recognized by others.

Just like...

"Good morning, Persian cat."

Hearing this call, the Persian cat Butterfly, who was bending over to buy something, turned his head extremely quickly, and saw Song Beiyun, who was all dressed up.

"Master Song!" The Persian cat immediately became happy, and she even moved forward as if seeing a savior: "You are back!"

"Well, it's been a few days since you came back. Didn't your intelligence network receive any news?"

The Persian cat complained in his heart, where there is no intelligence network, it has been gathered up by the religious office long ago, and now the religious management rules in Chang'an clearly stipulate that sects are not allowed to keep dead soldiers, killers and intelligence networks, once discovered, they will be treated as spies from other countries .

Isn't this regulation aimed at her?But Jirenlixia had to bow his head, so the intelligence network was disbanded long ago.

"Master Song... Please help me. I'm about to be killed by the Tangbing Cult."

The voice of the Persian cat is delicate, and the green eyes are also full of water, watching people's hearts fluttering.But Song Beiyun is no longer the Song Beiyun of the past. He is not very interested in women now, and only wants to advance in technology, so the Persian cat activated the charm skill but was resisted by Song Beiyun.

On the other hand, Wuyou stuck out his tongue and made a nauseous sound.

"Worriless!" Song Beiyun squinted and scolded, "It's very rude."

"Understood...Senior Brother."

"This is..." The Persian cat can be regarded as a person in the world, she doesn't care about such trivial matters, she just asked curiously: "What a beautiful girl."

When Wuyou heard this, he immediately leaned forward and hugged Song Beiyun's arm, and looked at the Persian cat provocatively, with a rebellious expression on his face.

"My sister." Song Beiyun pushed away Wuyou's face: "He has a rather stubborn temper."

I can see it... Persian cat is also a knowledgeable person. She can tell at a glance that this little girl is not simple, and she must be very favored, because most people, even relatives, dare not be around at will. Song Beiyun was too rude in front of people of his status.

"Is Mr. Song very busy today? I want to clean up Mr. Song's dust."

"When will my elder brother be able to invite anyone who wants to please?" Wuyou said displeasedly, "Don't you know who my elder brother is?"

This made the Persian cat so nervous that it raised its anus, and she realized that she was indeed intentionally trying to get close... and if it was misunderstood, she would be disgusted.

However, Song Beiyun was very easy-going: "Accompany my sister to a garden party today."

"Longshouyuan Park?"

"Well, you know what?"

"I know... that's... that was initiated by Ms. Murasaki Shikibu. She invited me, and I will go later."

Zi Shibu... Song Beiyun was taken aback. The last time he saw this lingering Japanese princess was in Lianyungang almost two years ago. What was she doing then?Anyway, forgot about her.

However, it is understandable that she initiated the garden party. It is reasonable for young literary and artistic women to do such things.And I heard that there is quite a market for Zi Shibu among the young men and women in Chang'an.

She has written several books in the past few years, all of which are quite famous. One is "Weiyang Palace", which describes what a foreigner saw and heard in Chang'an, the other is a narrative novel "Mountain and Sea Ping", which tells a sad and beautiful love story across borders, and the other is a special The research article "Ye Chang'an" that interprets the culture of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and finally an autobiographical book called "Hezi Song".

Because of her unique insights and relatively objective narration, as well as the unique softness and delicacy of women, coupled with the clear and clear style of writing, such as fullness, she can be said to be the most outstanding female novelist in the contemporary era, and she is now one of the few novelists in Chang'an University of Foreign Affairs. One of the most female tutors, responsible for teaching Chinese culture.

A Japanese woman is responsible for teaching Chinese culture to other foreigners, which is enough to explain her academic achievements.

"Let's go together then." Song Beiyun said unhurriedly.

"Ok!"

The Persian cat had the cheek to follow Song Beiyun into the carriage. While in the carriage, Song Beiyun asked, "Why do you wander around all day? You were like this a few years ago, and you are still like this now."

The Persian cat smiled bitterly but didn't know how to answer, because she was really wandering around... Although she didn't know why, she just couldn't stay idle.

"Maybe it's because I'm free..."

"It's great. You can live a good life without working. It's so comfortable to be a star."

People didn't know whether Song Beiyun's words were a compliment or a mockery, but they sounded weird anyway.

The Persian cat pursed its lips and smiled: "Sir Song, don't make fun of me...I'm almost driven crazy by the soup cake."

"That's because you are not good enough yourself." Song Beiyun leaned in the carriage and said, "You can do me a favor later."