Song Beiyun

"It's a good one who refuses to give up, but it's just money. My Zhou family has plenty of money." The man in the Confucian shirt said arrogantly: "Is there anyone in the world who can't handle money like this? Uncertain things?"

There was another burst of laughter, and at this moment a person broke into the house suddenly, he hurried here to look at the few people in the room, he was stunned for a moment, and after Yang Xiancheng nodded, he said: "Yang Xiancheng, it is said that The superior pointed out another county magistrate, and now he is probably on his way."

"Ok?"

Yang Xiancheng frowned: "Is there such a thing?"

Several people around were also shocked, you look at me, I look at you, no one expected such a thing.In this way, isn't today's celebration banquet for nothing?

"Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know the young one, but I only heard that he is a young county magistrate, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he is from the seventh grade."

"On behalf of the county magistrate."

After Yang Xiancheng finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I'm afraid someone's young master bought an official and came here to fill the vacancy. This kind of person is probably a slutty idler who spends some money in a few days I went back to the capital as a freelance job."

Everyone also let out a sigh of relief, and continued to eat and drink.After all, anyone with experience knows what's going on when they hear about that age and that position.

Gold-plating, if you come to fill the vacancy of gold-plating, you will leave in a year or so at most, and you will be a seventh-rank idle official in the Beijing Ministry, and you will spend your life like this.

I've seen a lot of them over the years, and I don't care at all.

"Yang Xiancheng, I'm afraid your county magistrate will have to suffer for a few more months." The man surnamed Zhou laughed loudly: "It's also a hard life."

"That's all." Yang Xiancheng didn't take it seriously: "What kind of troubles can such a child cause? When he comes here, he will offer food and drink, and he will be a big and precious animal. He just travels around the mountains and rivers."

"It's reasonable." The man surnamed Zhou said with a smile: "If you are disobedient, then you will be honest if you give some lessons."

"Find out the details of that person first, and then make a plan at that time."

After initially finalizing the plan, they didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to drink, drink, and eat meat, which was very chic.

At the moment, Song Beiyun was on the carriage, holding a map that he had drawn from memory in his hand: "Well... this place of Qimen, the evil gate is really evil, it seems to be a hard bone."

Chapter 117: On June 6, the rain was full of sails and the storm made thunder

"Bashi, it will take a few days to get to Qimen."

"Master, it will take at least five days in this horrible weather. The journey is not easy. In addition, Qimen Mountain is very high, and the official road is not as good as the official road of the state capital. It is natural that it will be slower."

Song Beiyun had a pensive expression on his face, and looked back at Qiaoyun again: "Sister, how much money do we have?"

"Xu's family has confirmed that there are about ten thousand guns and 3000 taels of silver, all of which are in the luggage. There is also a box of copper coins and cash, which are all brought by you. You ask me..."

Song Beiyun nodded and said to the handlebar: "From now on, you will enter every village and stop every town. How much will you pay for this trip?"

"Two pennies."

"You count it as 2 days. If you delay by one more day, I will give you one guan. Five days will give you five guan, and seven days will give you seven guan."

This is a big deal, and renting a carriage is very expensive in itself, two pennies a trip is equivalent to a month's wages for a man from an ordinary family, and this guest officer is now making excessive demands, the handlebar style was still expensive before. I'm quite displeased, now that I heard that this kid is so generous, it's easy to let him do it without even thinking about it.

After dinner, Qiaoyun asked him why he did this. He was on duty for a limited time. Now that he is in such a medical care, it will take ten days and a half a month or something.

"I just want to drag it. I have to collect two bullock carts along the way."

As he said that, he told Qiaoyun about his purchase plan, but Qiaoyun, who was talking about furniture, could understand, but there were so many gifts on the purchase list, why?Do you still have to give things to the bastards?

Song Beiyun is actually a person who is extremely tolerant to his family. Qiaoyun's doubts are a bit silly, but although she is a maid, she is a well-protected maid. Where has she seen such dirty things in the adult world?

So Song Beiyun explained to her in detail, starting from the beginning.

"If there is no accident, His Royal Highness Fu chose me to go there. He must have his considerations. It would be unreasonable for someone else to change some things, but it would be much easier for me. I am at this age, and I have a acting county magistrate. From the beginning, as long as I am a person, I will think that I am a second-generation ancestor who picks up what is missing, and the family has money to buy an official to be gilded." Song Beiyun crossed his legs on the carriage: "If I arrive in office cleanly, it will easily attract people's suspicion. It might as well look like the second generation ancestor."

"I see."

Qiaoyun looked Song Beiyun up and down, then suddenly laughed, and poked his chest with his finger: "You don't look like a young man."

"When you called my good brother, it was there, didn't you think I was a boy?"

Qiaoyun blushed immediately, and after hitting Song Beiyun once, she stopped talking to this rascal. If she continued talking, she didn't know what this man would do.

In this way, the carriage stopped and stopped along the way, entered the village and stopped when it saw the town. After three days of walking, it only traveled two hundred miles, but the ox carts behind it were already full, and it took a total of [-] miles. I paid a large sum of money, and felt the boldness of buying things without asking the price.

The purchased items include bedding and underwear, bamboo bed and reclining chairs, bacon and salted fish, sausage and salted eggs, and even a large carved bed, which looks like a bastard nouveau riche.

Having a lot of things is like moving, but Song Beiyun doesn't seem to stop at all, he almost buys what he sees is good, he bought more than a dozen swords in a blacksmith shop in a town alone.

Qiaoyun looked distressed, after all, she was sold by her parents to be raised by Duke Ding because of her poor family when she was young, and she had never seen such extravagant spending when she was with Zuo Rou, and the young lady was too stingy compared to Song Beiyun up.

Others may not know, but Qiaoyun is clear, since the fourteen or fifteen-year-old lady escaped from the house, basically the little man in front of her is raising her and herself, which makes the lady have the confidence to challenge the family, and even though she said later It was a cooperation, but Qiaoyun knew that the whole set was actually given by Song Beiyun, whether it was money or medicine, the lady could get [-]% of the shares for nothing without doing anything.

Although later, the young lady also began to learn to do business by herself, but to put it bluntly, there was still this little man supporting her.

"Do you still want to buy it?" Qiao Yun watched Song Beiyun take out the money with concern, "I already have a lot."

Song Beiyun waved his hand: "At that time, I will ask people to pay me back the principal with interest. How much I have spent now will be vomited at that time. I mean more or less."

All right, since he has said that, Qiaoyun doesn't say anything anymore, although he still feels distressed, but everything can be done according to him, after all these years, Qiaoyun knows how stable he is.

At this time in Qimen County, Yang Xiancheng was drinking with his friends in a restaurant, he raised his head and looked at the thunder and dark clouds above his head, and frowned.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?"

"I've always felt a little sad these days, I don't know why." Yang Xiancheng sighed and said, "I can't sleep well."

"Could it be the new county magistrate?"

The speaker is Zhucang from Fuliang County next door, a small official from the eighth grade, but because of the porcelain tea trade between Fuliang and Qimen, he has to come here every three days, and he has become acquainted with the county prime minister over time. In addition, the two were born in the same year, so naturally they talked more.

"It's weird to say that, it stands to reason that he will be here today, and I've made arrangements with him now, but..."

"I'm afraid he died on the road." Zhu Cang said with a smile, "Isn't this a great thing? It will save my brother trouble."

Yang Xiancheng, who is about 30 years old, can be regarded as a shrewd person. After hearing what his friend said, he didn't make a sound but squinted his eyes and looked at the evil wind outside. I don't know..."

"Brother, you don't talk about strange powers. If the fortune teller really has this ability, he would have been promoted and made a fortune long ago. Why do you live and sleep in the open?" Zhu Cang laughed and said: "Brother, don't worry, it's all trivial matters."

Yang Xiancheng put down his chopsticks and stopped moving his mouth. Looking at the smoky rain outside, he felt uneasy. Although he knew that the [-]th or [-]th county magistrate was just going through the motions, the abruptness in his heart could not be faked, which made him feel very uncomfortable. disturbed.Especially the new county magistrate who was supposed to arrive today has not arrived yet.

This feeling of anxiety lasted for many days, until seven days after receiving the letter from the county magistrate in the future...

"Come, come, come..."

A yamen servant stumbled into the county yamen, Yang Xiancheng was working, he frowned, and shouted sharply: "What kind of dignity is it! Why are you making so much noise in the court?"

"My lord, the new county magistrate has arrived!"

arrive?Yang Xiancheng was startled, and immediately got up: "Lead the way! Oh, no, you go and call the people in the yamen to meet you."

Although I look down on this new county magistrate from the bottom of my heart, since the ancient officials have crushed people to death, if they really behaved too much, in case there is a relationship with the official department behind the family, they will sue themselves, and then they will not be rehabilitated Is it a trouble.

Soon, everyone from the county magistrate, the head secretary, the official messenger, and the yamen servants came to the gate of the county yamen, waiting for the arrival of the new county magistrate.

After about a cup of tea, a carriage slowly appeared, and six ox carts followed behind the carriage. The things on the ox cart were various and dazzling. Everyone thought this was a merchant from somewhere...

"Hey, look... there's even a bed, which is fun."

The officials teased and laughed at each other, but Yang Xiancheng glanced back at them, and the gang immediately shut up.

The carriage quickly stopped in front of the county government office, and then Song Beiyun jumped out of the carriage. He was wearing very flirty clothes, a jade pendant around his waist, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked as flamboyant as he wanted Sao Bao, is completely like a Ximen official.

And when Qiao Yun got off the car, all the government servants took a breath, and then lamented that it was worthless, why did such a beautiful and beautiful family follow such a bastard?

But what Song Beiyun did in the next scene made people laugh and cry. When he saw the people who greeted him at the gate of the county government office, he ran over with a smile on his face, shook hands from Yang Xiancheng and shouted: "You It’s the county magistrate, hello, hello.”

Yang Xiancheng stared at the bewildered eyes and was about to answer when he saw that he had already come to the next person: "Brother Master, please take care."

They shook hands all the way like this, and Qiaoyun next to him laughed secretly, but Song Beiyun shook everyone's hands indifferently.

Finally, he said: "It just so happens that so many big brothers are here, I brought you a gift!"

Speaking of which, he began to move things down from an ox cart, the kind that everyone has a share in, and what was given to the county magistrate was an exquisite folding fan, which looked like an imported product with a high value, and the others also They also received all kinds of gifts, even ordinary officials and yamen servants.

As if the concept of hierarchy does not exist in him, he is polite to everyone, with a smile on his face and his youthful face of eighteen or nineteen, he is like a second-generation ancestor who doesn't understand anything.

And rich.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and help the county magistrate move things!" Yang Xiancheng reacted the fastest, and he immediately called people to start carrying things for Song Beiyun: "One by one, so ignorant!"

"Don't, don't, I hired a laborer." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "I don't know anything when I first arrived, and I have to rely on the big brothers to take care of me. How dare I ask my brothers to move things for me. To be honest with you brothers Tell me, my father-in-law bought this broken official for me, I don’t even have any fame, and I’m just a businessman, brothers, don’t be polite to me, what kind of official is not an official, I don’t care about that.”

It is actually against the rules to say such deviant words, but it is very joyful to say it from such a bastard, even Yang Xiancheng couldn't help showing a smile.

Of course, Yang Xiancheng also observed Song Beiyun very carefully, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't have that heroic spirit in his eyes. He was just a typical greedy and lustful bastard. He had seen many such people. After all, Qimen County is considered a large county, and there are many rich households.

"Master County Magistrate, you've worked hard all this way, I'll let people move things in first, and you can rest."

"Oh! That's not acceptable." Song Beiyun waved his hand, and then took out various ingredients from an ox cart, as well as a huge ham: "Look, today I plan to have a good meal with my brothers!"

This bastard...Yang Xiancheng shook his head with a smile, but he didn't say anything. After all, there are many wonders in the world. The bastard came here to eat and wait to die. After all, if he went to some other county, he might cause trouble.

"That humble job is a favor from your lord. After moving the things away, I will make arrangements."

Chapter 118, June 6

Song Beiyun, who was unconscious after drinking, was sent back to the room, but when Qiao Yun was about to undress him, he sat up with a bang.

"you……"

"Hush." ​​Song Beiyun made a silent gesture, and then blew out the candle.

Not long after, the sound of creaking beds and panting gradually came from the room. After hearing this, the people outside looked at each other with a look that everyone understood, and then dispersed.

"how?"

County magistrate Yang was still sitting in front of the wine table, when he saw the two men who sent the county magistrate back, he immediately asked.

And those two people looked at me and I looked at you, and then they laughed at the same time, one of them said: "This is a young man after all, he started to do things not long ago, but he is a man of temperament."

Yang Xiancheng shook his head lightly and said: "Clean up, let's leave today."

This person seems to be a jerk indeed. Thinking back to what he did today, he is totally not what a scholar should be, and he is even more stupid than the usual dudes. This thing is not pretending, if it is not so fundamental Can't dress up, the county magistrate can tell at a glance.

And at the wine table, he mostly talked about Qinhuai love affairs, he knew the places of fireworks in Jinling City and Luzhou City like the palm of his hand, and he could even casually mention a few popular favorites.

This kind of person is not a threat at all, but after listening to the subordinates, this guy started to work as soon as he was sent back, Yang Xiancheng couldn't help but think that when he was eighteen or nineteen years old, he was so vigorous, but there was something in a trance. Very envious.

After everyone had cleared away, Song Beiyun lit the candles again, looked at Qiaoyun who was rolling his eyes at him, and said in a low voice, "Sister Qiaoyun did a good job, if you hadn't come here today, I would definitely be serious .”

Qiao Yun slapped him lightly: "It's time to sleep, it's getting late."

"This big carved bed, tsk tsk." Song Beiyun took a sip from his teacup and patted the newly bought carved bed: "It's magnificent, you can try it in a few days."

"Talking nonsense all day long, go to bed quickly! You have to get up early tomorrow."

"Order!"

Song Beiyun washed it with the water brought by Qiaoyun, and then he didn't think about it anymore. After all, he was tired and didn't sleep well for a few days. Now he can sleep soundly with the fragrant and soft sister Qiaoyun in his arms. is stronger than anything.

As for those stinky Xs who want to drink their own wine, they really think too much. With their strength, Song Beiyun can drink them all by himself. As for the tricks, tender... really too tender. Only Song Beiyun can tell others what to say, and no one has ever been able to tell what to say to him. After all, living in this broken era, there are always some things that need to be careful.

And judging from today's dinner, the county government office is of course an iron bucket. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are basically all people from that county magistrate Yang.

Probably if it wasn’t him, everyone would have been cleared out. Song Beiyun wanted to get things done here, and it would be the stupidest thing to start a conflict. Take your time, there is plenty of time, and you can’t kill them. They thought they were a Soft persimmons.

The next day, Song Beiyun lingered until noon and didn't get up. He was wearing a loose gown, and he didn't look like a county magistrate. When he just went out, he saw Yang Xiancheng leading a few people who looked like servants and maids to the direction of the back house. Walk.

"Brother Yang."

"Your Majesty."

Yang Xiancheng's expression was extremely embarrassing, and he quickly bowed to salute: "Yesterday, I offended you a lot. I don't know how much you drink, but you started to drink too much. I'm really sorry."

"No, no, Brother Yang, you're being polite. In Gada, our hometown, it would be rude not to get people drunk." Song Beiyun said with a smile, and then he pointed to the maids around him: "This is it?"

"Since the previous magistrate of the county fell into the water, there has been no servant in the county government. The new county magistrate has no servants around him, but it's not good. I went to the county to find a few families and hired a few young people. Come, servant girl."

"Very good, very good." Song Beiyun clapped his hands and said with a smile, "But I'm sorry to bother Brother Yang."

Yang Xiancheng smiled wryly, and sighed in his heart... How can there be such a superior in this world, who yells at his subordinates one by one, if someone listens to this, it may cause much trouble.

So he repeatedly appeased Song Beiyun and asked him to go back and rest for a while. After the meeting is settled, someone will cook for him.

After Song Beiyun thanked him repeatedly, the first thing he said was where is there a brothel in the county...

"My lord, it's better not to let this matter go, if people see it, I'm afraid it will attract criticism."

"That's really a pity." Song Beiyun sighed: "Then do you know which family has such an unscrupulous girl from a good family?"

Can you still be called a good girl if you are not serious?Be sober, my lord!

Yang Xiancheng suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath and said: "Your Excellency has to recharge your batteries, there are still many things in this Yamen that you need to take care of."