Song Beiyun

Song Beiyun was squatting in front of a cockfighting stall, picking and picking. He had already lost more than a hundred rounds, and he was obviously red-eyed.

"Guest officer, look at what you said, my chickens are all battle roosters, but why did you buy one and die?" But don’t buy any more, you won’t be able to continue this business if you buy any more from me.”

"Are you going to sell it or not!" Song Beiyun stared at the owner of the fighting cock with red eyes: "If you don't sell it, I will slaughter all your chickens."

"Guest officer, what you say is unreasonable. Is there any law in broad daylight?"

"Wang Fa? In this land, Lao Tzu is Wang Fa!"

Seeing that he was about to play tricks, but at this time, someone called out that the officials were coming, and the people watching the excitement immediately dispersed. Song Beiyun looked back and found that it was the county magistrate Yang who brought people to look for him.

As for Yang Xiancheng standing behind, he naturally heard Song Beiyun's words just now, and his heart was pounding, how could there be such a stupid person in the world, who dared to say such words.But what can I do, after all, I am also my own superior.

He sighed, stepped forward and said to Song Beiyun, "My lord, there are still many things to be done, don't play around."

"No, this guy is cheating! Grandpa has lost more than a hundred pennies!" Song Beiyun pointed at the chicken seller: "Today, grandpa will make him spit it out."

The cockfighting owner's face turned bitter, and he knelt down to Yang Xiancheng, wiping his tears and yelling: "Master Qingtian, you have to be the master of the grass people, and the grass people have been doing business here for four or five years. It's all the neighbors who have nothing to do to play a few hands... Now that the chicken is dead, this..."

Seeing how he was crying, Yang Xiancheng took a deep breath, looked helplessly at the majestic magistrate next to him, and then said to the chicken dealer: "In this way, you return the money to the county magistrate, your loss I'll make it up to you."

"Then what's the matter?" Song Beiyun squinted at the peddler: "He's a sneaky thing, and he wants to make my Brother Yang suffer? Forget it, Grandpa doesn't want this money anymore."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away, Yang Xiancheng looked at his back, really speechless.This man has been here as an official for six or seven days, but in these few days, except for one day in the middle of investigating the death of the previous county magistrate, the rest of the time is spent eating, drinking, and having fun in Qimen County. Let him search all over.

He gambles during the day, and drinks flower wine at night. If he neither gambles nor drinks flower wine, he just hides in the room and makes alchemy, making the whole county government office a mess, and even the maids can't stand his frivolity. I bought a few of them, and these maids are not cheap, but they are all first-class lovers...

Yang Xiancheng thought that if he went on like this, sooner or later he would have people go to Beijing to sue the imperial court. If this really alarmed the officials and came down for a few inspections, it would be a big trouble.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiancheng became ruthless and chased after Song Beiyun: "My lord, you can't do this, and you have to start handling official business."

"Hey, there is Brother Yang, I don't worry." Song Beiyun waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Brother, just take care of it. I am not very capable, at most I invite Brother Yang to drink and eat every day. Eat the elixir."

The elixir is gone...

Yang Xiancheng gritted his teeth, and his teeth rattled, but finally he said in a deep voice: "My lord, it is really not an option to go on like this. If you are like this, the Ministry of Officials will send someone to investigate, and you will be arrested at that time." Take him to prison."

"Shut up in prison??" Song Beiyun's face changed suddenly: "Is it true?"

Yang Xiancheng nodded again and again: "That's natural."

"Brother Yang, what should I do?"

"Accordingly speaking, Mr. Song was appointed by the imperial court. His name is the county magistrate, and he is the county magistrate. There is a huge difference in words." Yang Xiancheng began to explain to Song Beiyun: "The county magistrate involves the military and civil affairs of a county. , administration, finance, judiciary, etc. Qimen County has 2 households and a population of nearly 5. Mr. Song should have a general idea."

"There are so many people..." Song Beiyun took a breath: "Isn't this more than Luzhou Mansion?"

This person...was useless.Luzhou Prefecture has a population of more than one million, plus businessmen, refugees, and disaster victims, and a total of nearly 200 million people. How can this small Qimen County be compared with the huge Luzhou Prefecture?Even the surrounding area of ​​Luzhou City has a population of nearly one million, why...

Forget it, why care about so much with this bastard, get angry with him too much, who will be happy if he is angry?

He dragged Song Beiyun into the county government office, and Yang Xiancheng moved out the county annals and some things to be dealt with in the near future, and respectfully said to Song Beiyun: "My lord, you should look at these first, and the humble officials will not bother you much."

After finishing speaking, he backed out, and Song Beiyun sat there alone, and called Qiaoyun to make her a pot of tea. After closing the door, just as he was about to speak, Qiaoyun raised his hand to stop him, and then opened every window to see After looking around and making sure no one is listening to the wall, he said, "I have had some socializing with some noble ladies in the county these days."

"How to say?" Song Beiyun flipped through the county annals, and there was a small notebook next to it, and recorded more important information while flipping through it: "Any definite news?"

Even though Qiaoyun doesn't talk much and keeps a low profile, she is from a serious military background. Although she is Zuorou's guard now, all she can learn in the training is assassination and spying , sabotage, and other special forces special skills, let her deal with some housewives who don't understand the dangers of society, it's just like playing.

"Not yet, but I can see that the Zhou family has the final say in this county. Even the county magistrate Yang listened to the Zhou family's words in private. At lunch today, Mrs. Zhou's wife hosted a banquet, so I Following Yang Xiancheng's wife, the wife of Yang County Cheng's family did not dare to attend the table before the Zhou family's wife arrived."

"The Zhou family." Song Beiyun opened the county annals and began to search.

It didn't take long to find the information about Zhou's family. Although there was not much information about this family, it was a typical squire family, and the largest squire family in Qimen County was Zhou's family.

The family started with tea, and later started other incidental businesses, but Song Beiyun did a little calculation and knew that if they only relied on this apparent business, they would not be able to achieve such a scale.

"Hmph." Song Beiyun snorted coldly: "It's really a temple little monster with a lot of wind and shallow water. This kind of person is really boring."

"Accordingly speaking, if it is a bandit, it's fine, but it can be wiped out by a general. But Zhou Jiaming is a kind man on the surface, and His Royal Highness, King Fu, may not be able to do it." Qiaoyun lightly gave Song Beiyun Pour tea: "However, I heard that the supervision of Fuliang next door has something to do with it."

"It's all trivial matters. Tax evasion, smuggling and trafficking matters are nothing in front of human life." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "For me, this is just a matter of passing by, and I just want to get evidence now."

Qiao Yun nodded and said: "I will go to investigate again."

"It's not in a hurry, just take your time." Song Beiyun picked up the teacup, put it on his lips, and then put it down again suddenly: "Sister Qiaoyun, if you borrow soldiers from the military camp, how much can I borrow?"

Qiao Yun shook her head: "Not even one."

Song Beiyun let out a long breath, feeling a little helpless, but soon Qiaoyun untied a tiger charm: "I can borrow three hundred, I have the official seal of Dingguo, and I can borrow three hundred soldiers in an emergency."

"Sure... Miss Qiaoyun."

Qiaoyun smiled embarrassedly and said: "It's not because Miss likes to mess around. Duke Ding was afraid that she would meet bandits, so he asked for an edict. The official said at that time that he could give two thousand soldiers, but Dingguo The public said that two thousand is too much, and only three hundred."

This Zuo Rou... is really doted on by thousands of people. Although she has a bad relationship with her family, her family still protects her, and she protects her outside. She has never suffered from society in her life. No wonder she always loves her It's not that big.

"Three hundred... is enough."

In fact, Song Beiyun's worries are not superfluous. This kind of country gentry and local tyrants usually have thugs in their families. They say that they are servants, but they are actually guards. Otherwise, how would those people who practice martial arts eat in this era?Of course it is to be a bodyguard for someone.

So it's really dangerous if you don't have a backhand.

"Well... now we'll just wait for them to take the bait themselves." Song Beiyun continued to copy at his desk: "I want them to beg me to send them to the guillotine one by one."

"Do you have that ability?"

Song Beiyun smiled without saying a word.

Do you even need to think about it?Just murdering the imperial court official was enough for them to die. The autopsy results yesterday did not surprise Song Beiyun.

Magistrate Huang’s tibial fracture and the second and third cervical vertebrae were fractured, which were typically caused by external force, because the second cervical vertebra was not the point of focus, and the most likely cause of the fracture was someone hitting the back with gravity, and the tibia The location of the fracture is also close to the knee, which is typically a fracture caused by a blunt instrument blow, because the location and angle of the broken leg bone are very strange.

Another point is that the land in the Jiangxi-Anhui area is all yellow land, and the humus layer on the surface is covered with fine yellow soil, and the puddle is very turbid due to the rain, full of a lot of yellow mud, but There was no yellow mud in the magistrate Huang's mouth and nose.

Therefore, Song Beiyun could conclude that the county magistrate Huang was beaten to death and moved his body to a pond, so the location of the first crime scene now became a crucial clue.

But he is just a doctor. Although he occasionally creates miracles, but if he really imagines death and reasoning like a primary school student, this is too embarrassing for him... Really.

Of course, apart from the death of magistrate Huang, there was also his wife. If Song Beiyun guessed correctly, that woman had already been taken over by someone.

The reason why he didn't say "I will definitely avenge you" when he was alone with that woman was because in this place, except for Sister Qiaoyun and the dead Magistrate Huang, no one was trustworthy. Even the victim.

Who the hell knows if that woman has Stockholm?

Chapter 121: On June 6th, the Yellow Wine of Qingyi Leaves Can Exorcise Evil

"That person is a waste, a top waste, he doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between five grains, and he is as muddled as a naughty boy."

Yang Xiancheng sat at the small table and chatted with the young master of the Zhou family. Although the Zhou family still had the final say, the young master was actually in his 30s. When he was in power, he went to the Zhou family a few days ago Jiangxi, just returned today.

He was holding the widow of magistrate Huang in his arms, and he didn't care that magistrate Yang was right in front of him.

"What did he say when he saw you?"

The name of the young master of the Zhou family is Jing. He also studied for several years, but after failing to do business with his father, he basically took charge of the Zhou family after his father died. He is suspicious by nature and pays attention to doing things by himself. The reason why the Zhou family was placed as the largest family in Qimen.

Hearing his inquiry, the woman in his arms lowered her eyelids and said weakly, "I just gave you two pieces of silver, and left without saying anything."

"For silver?"

"Yeah." Yang Xiancheng said with a smile: "That guy, lustful and timid, said he was afraid of getting bad luck, hahaha..."

"Hahahaha, then he has missed a great joy in the world." Zhou Jing said, "Don't you think so?"

The woman just bit her lips lightly and didn't speak, but suddenly the young master of the Zhou family seemed to be a different person, he picked up the hairpin on his hair and tied it at her: "I'm asking you something, I dare not answer it ?”

"Yes..." The woman was in pain, tears streaming down her face.

Yang Xiancheng shook his head lightly, then stood up with cupped hands: "Brother Zhou Xian, I'm leaving now, there are still meals at home waiting for the festival."

"Oh, that's right, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, brother Yang should go back."

Yang Xiancheng cupped his hands and left, and as soon as he left, Zhou Jing pulled all the wine and vegetables on the table to the ground.

At this moment, Song Beiyun was squatting in front of the stove, lighting a pile of choking herbs, the entire county government office was blinded by the smoke, and even the servant girl hid outside coughing.

But they didn't dare to say anything. After all, these days, it seems that their new county magistrate is very perverse and can't be easily provoked. If he didn't know that he is a county magistrate, he would definitely be treated as a rascal when he was seen outside.

As for him smoking medicinal herbs in the yard, he can smoke it, what else can he do, as long as he doesn't arrest people to roast it.

While Song Beiyun smoked the herbs, he said to Qiao Yun, who was helping beside him: "Duanyang Festival, it is necessary to smoke, so that all the evil spirits here can be smoked away."

Qiaoyun didn't answer, just smiled and held hands next to him. Anyway, no matter what this guy is doing, as long as he's messing around with him, it's a very happy thing. Qiaoyun used to like watching him messing around there, but Now that she can accompany her to make trouble together, this is already a godsend happiness for her.

"Sister Qiaoyun, do you know why I'm running around in restaurants, brothels, gambling houses, and alleys these days?"

"It's not difficult for me to find out the facts." Qiao Yun smiled proudly: "Don't think I'm stupid, but I'm a very good spy."

Song Beiyun laughed: "My family, Qiaoyun, is not stupid. Elder sister Qiaoyun is the smartest and most obedient girl in the world. If you tell her to lie down, she will lie down and if she tells her to come up, she will come up."

"If you talk nonsense again, I will ignore you..."

Qiaoyun rubbed Song Beiyun's waist with his finger: "Let you talk nonsense all day long."

In fact, she said so, but Qiaoyun really doesn't hate him talking nonsense to herself, not only is she not disgusted, she even secretly likes him to say such nonsense to herself, ashamed but at the same time interesting.

"Why don't you despise me as a maidservant?" Qiao Yun asked suddenly: "I asked you in the past, and you always talked nonsense. Today I want to hear the truth."

Song Beiyun looked back at her: "What does it matter to me what you are? What I like is you, not your identity. If you hate me, even if you are a princess, I am not willing to talk to you."

"What about the princess? You and her..."

A woman... this is a woman.He didn't say anything, but he still cared secretly in his heart, just like Qiaoqiao, obviously Jin Ling'er didn't have the slightest airs in front of them, but that kind of natural class still made them have some affection for Jin Ling'er Sense of distance.

But this is human nature. After all, not everyone came from "over there" like Song Beiyun. No matter how different this Great Song is from the familiar Great Song, it is still Great Song and not PRC after all.

"Sister Qiaoyun, do you believe me or not?"

"I gave you my whole body... What do you think?" Qiao Yun was a little sullen: "It makes people uncomfortable to say such things."

Song Beiyun took Qiaoyun's hand: "Sister Qiaoyun, you can see it too. You and Qiaoqiao have always been my favorites. Should I give the good things to you two first?"

"That's true..." Qiao Yun pursed her lips, but did not refute.

"Isn't that enough? Can't you see it? If I'm a stalker, I just need to concentrate on coaxing Jin Ling'er and don't care about the rest." Song Beiyun coaxed his girlfriend patiently: "If you are still angry , I’m about to die unjustly.”

Qiaoyun snorted softly, but then leaned her head on Song Beiyun's back, and although she didn't speak, she apologized in disguise.

While the two were whispering, a maid from outside walked in holding her nose: "My lord... Yang Xiancheng came to visit."

"Ah, my elder brother Yang is here, let him in, let him in."

Yang Xiancheng walked into the back house, and was choked by the smoky smoke as soon as he came in. He quickly covered his mouth and nose, and came to Song Beiyun in the strong and choking smell of medicine.

When he saw this guy tossing these objects again, he really felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"My lord, today is the Duanyang Festival. I thought of my lord's first arrival, so I discussed it with my wife. I would like to ask my lord to condescend to come to the house for a few drinks." Yang Xiancheng said sincerely: "I just don't know if it's convenient for your lord."

"Convenient! That's naturally convenient!"

Song Beiyun stood up abruptly, and said excitedly, "I'm idle now, brother Yang is waiting for me to change my clothes."

Seeing the officer in front of him, Yang Xiancheng really had no way to do it, he even lamented how there could be such miscellaneous things in the world, but he had no choice but to be an officer, although he was not afraid, he couldn't be too presumptuous.

Following Yang Xiancheng to his mansion, the food has been prepared.He said it was a family banquet before, but it really is a family banquet, but his wife's cooking skills are not bad, and several dishes are made to impress. Although Song Beiyun's professional point of view is not bad, an ordinary woman can It's pretty good to do this step.

"My lord, I'm negligent, please use it."

Song Beiyun raised his glass first: "Brother Yang is really too polite, you don't treat my younger brother as one of your own!"

"Don't dare, I dare not..."

Pushing cups and changing glasses at the dinner table, Song Beiyun tried all the tricks of the market, but Yang Xiancheng didn't get in at all, and the defense measures were perfect, so he didn't give Song Beiyun a chance at all, no matter what he said, he was respectful Respectful, polite, without any advances.

But that's not to say that there's no progress at all, at least Song Beiyun has grasped the character traits of this Yang Xiancheng, he can't be called cunning and cunning, but he is definitely cautious, but how can he not have weaknesses.

Later, Song Beiyun opened up to drink, and even took out a bottle of his own distilled liquor. Yang Xiancheng had never drunk this stuff, he couldn't stand half of one person, and he became a little drunk after a while.

Of course, Song Beiyun was obviously more drunk than him, and the whole person fell into a chaotic state. He talked nonsense and boasted endlessly. Anyway, he was from Luzhou when he was not drinking. After drinking, he was from Luzhou. his.

Although Yang Xiancheng was also drunk, he still remained relatively calm, didn't say much, just sat there staggering.

And then slipped directly under the table...

There is still a difference between pretending to be drunk and being really drunk. Song Beiyun roughly understood the alcohol tolerance of this guy during the observation process, and finally simply lay down with him.

In the end, he troubled Qiaoyun to ask someone to move him back to the county government office. As soon as Qiaoyun returned to the room, Song Beiyun had just finished washing Song Beiyun, and Song Beiyun was already sitting on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed and shaking his legs.

"Aren't you drunk?"

"That's it?" Song Beiyun shook his feet and said with a smile: "I won't get drunk if I have another bowl."

Qiao Yun smiled: "The acting is really good."

"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills." Song Beiyun said: "We now know exactly the nature of this Yang Wen, and he is an absolutely cautious person."