Song Beiyun

"Well, even after drinking like that, he still doesn't say a word." Qiao Yun nodded and said, "This person is not simple."

"Then what are your plans?"

If you want to ask Song Beiyun what's his plan, the plan is actually very simple. He just moves closer to their circle step by step, as close as he can. In short, more useful information can be obtained.

It's still a long time, so take your time and work slowly to produce fine work. This is not difficult for Song Beiyun. After all, since he came to this era, he has been moving carefully step by step.

Chapter 122: June 6

It was another seven days, Song Beiyun was still eating and waiting to die as usual, everyone gradually got used to him, no one said anything wrong about him, even the maids were used to the unscrupulous behavior of the county magistrate.

After all, he was lavish and straightforward, so everyone didn't say anything for the sake of money, but just lamented how such a well-behaved and beautiful woman like Qiaoyun followed such a rascal.

After getting in touch these days, Xiancheng Yang basically felt relieved and affirmed that Song Beiyun was a waste.

Apart from eating, drinking and having fun, he will definitely mess up other things. These days, he has only settled cases three times, and all three times he made a mess and complained a lot. For example, someone stole in the east of the county.

The relatives of the thief came to sue the owner instead, and anyone with some brains would know how to settle the case, but when it came to Song Beiyun, he put the chaser in prison, and said that if he didn't chase or beat him, he wouldn't make a man He stumbled and died, and in the end the family paid ten pennies to settle the matter.

The second thing is the case of wrongly leading the cattle. This guy is good. He opened his mouth and said that if this is the case, then he will cut half of the cattle and take half of the beef back. But both of them have to kill the cattle. And the rod is 200 miles, and the journey is [-] miles.

In the end, one party had to give up and it was over...

The last incident was even more ironic. The reason was that the two men were unwilling to support their mother. Originally, this was a very obvious case. The Song Dynasty established the country with benevolence and filial piety.

But Song Beiyun didn't agree, he didn't punish the brother, but punished the old woman, saying that she would not die when she was old, not give birth, and dragged down her children, she should be fined thirty guan.

This incident confused everyone, but Song Beiyun was not joking. He sent someone to confiscate her house, but considering his old age, he still allowed her to live in it. As for the fine, if she didn't, he would let his children pay.Do you have any children?Then they were all dragged into corvee labor.

In the end, the brother really sold the pot and sold the iron, and even sold the house to plug the hole.

Faint official!Faint official!

People throughout Qimen County were discussing this bastard and stupid official. Some people beat their feet and sighed that the sky is not open, and some people used it as a pastime after dinner.

But there was a man who was sitting in a small restaurant and lightly tapped the table with his fingers, thinking about these things in his mind. After a while, his eyes slowly opened, and then he showed a clear smile. He didn't wait, and after hurriedly paying the bill, he went all the way to the county government office, and asked to see the county magistrate as soon as he opened his mouth.

Today was Xiumu, and there were only a few yamen servants in the county government. They didn't pay attention to Song Beiyun. When they heard that someone was looking for that bastard county magistrate, they let him pass without thinking.

This person wondered why the people in the county government office were so easy to talk. When he opened the door, he saw Song Beiyun who was shirtless and lighting the stove in the yard. When he saw him, his doubts disappeared... People are too unscrupulous.

"Crassman Huang Anwei, I pay my respects to the county magistrate."

"I have something to ask Yang Xiancheng, I don't have the heart to talk nonsense with you." Song Beiyun continued to fiddle with things without raising his head: "Did you hear that? Are you still leaving?"

This Huang Anwei was a little embarrassed, he stood there for a while, and suddenly said: "I'm here to praise Mr. Song."

"Huh?" Song Beiyun finally raised his head: "Are you sick?"

"Caomin...just think that those few cases, my lord can settle them well! They can be included in the county annals and will last forever."

Song Beiyun paused for a moment, then raised his head and glanced at this strange person: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"My lord, please listen to me, this..."

"Forget it, everyone who comes is a guest." Song Beiyun got up and shouted: "Qiaoyun, prepare tea!"

This county magistrate has a quirk. He never drinks tea made by others, but only drinks tea and wine brought by his wife. Even if he goes out to a banquet, if his wife is not around, he will definitely not drink a sip of tea or water. It's also a quirk, but I think it's because of the love between the two couples. After all, if there is no love, how can they sing every night.

Introducing Huang Anwei to the front of the middle hall, Song Beiyun put on a piece of clothes and drank bitter herbal tea: "What do you want me to do?"

"Cao Min just thinks that your lord's decision on these cases is good and wonderful."

Song Beiyun frowned slightly: "It's good, it's wonderful, it's croaking, how about you?"

"But those ordinary people outside call adults a joke and make jokes all day long. Grassroots people are really worthless for adults."

Song Beiyun didn't speak, just drinking tea. He was actually thinking about how to kill this B, but he didn't expect that person to continue talking.

"In my opinion, if these cases of my lord are resolved, it is already proficient in the laws of the Song Dynasty to the point where it cannot be improved. Let me talk about the case of chasing thieves. According to common sense, the owner is not guilty. In fact, he is not. I will go to the family to see After looking at it and asking, the family had already beaten the thief before chasing him. The thief ran away to save his life, but he died without thinking. According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, the thief is only Qianmian , the crime is not worthy of death. This is the second case of voluntarily using lynching to cause an accident to the thief. According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, it should be punished with imprisonment. My lord, this is already lenient."

He talked more and more vigorously, and drank the tea in the cup: "This case of dividing the cattle is also interesting. One of the two of them is the owner and the other is the picker. Your Excellency will divide the cattle, and you can compare your heart as if I were the picker." , I definitely don’t want to be tortured with the rod for the cattle I picked up, let alone being punished. Only the master of the cattle farm was willing to do so despite being wronged because of his anger in his heart. In the end, the cattle picker abstained. This cow, and the cow will return to its original owner."

Song Beiyun had already begun to observe the surrounding environment at this moment, and when the time was right, he threw a cup as a sign, so that Qiaoyun jumped out from behind the screen and beat the man's brains with a stick.

"Although this third case is not an example of the law, it is also extremely subtle. If you really want to talk about it, it is a book of investigation and knowledge. If it is an ordinary official, the judgment of this case is only to punish the two brothers to support them. The old man, even if he is just a little more upright, is just another sentence. But what will happen after the sentence is over? Whatever happens, the old lady is still unsupported or she is not what she is today." Huang Anwei said more and more Get excited, and even start to slap the table to applaud: "But your lord's sentence, although it makes people dumbfounded, but if you want to dig deeper into the truth, you will use this law to your heart's content."

"First, the old lady was sentenced to a fine of money, but she still had some money, so she took over her old house to pay off the debt, but she was concerned that her old house was still inhabited by her, but now the house is owned by the government. The old lady’s sons will be responsible for the rest of the money. They are also ordinary people, so they can’t afford that much money, so they have to sell their fields and houses for the money. The money seems to have been given to the government, but the lord also said during the punishment that if she doesn’t want the property of the deceased husband under the old lady’s name, she can use 23 pennies to collect it.”

Song Beiyun held the cup, ready to make a move anytime...

"The old lady didn't sell it, but she felt sorry for her son's lack of land and land, so she divided the land with her two sons to make a living. This conflict all started because of the land and the old house, but ended because of the land and the old house. Punish the unfilial son and take care of the old lady. Isn't this the most brilliant thing about adults?"

"Ah?" Song Beiyun rolled his eyes: "Is there such a saying?"

Huang Anwei got up and bowed deeply to Song Beiyun: "I don't know how much virtue the grass people need to make this Qimen County look forward to such a Qingtian master, and I hope the master will be the master of the grass people."

Song Beiyun didn't speak, but his heart was pounding. He had deliberately acted a jerk. Several cases were judged as if they hadn't been judged. Now no one in the county says he is a muddleheaded or stupid official.

Why did a master Qingtian suddenly pop up?

"No, why are you talking nonsense?" Song Beiyun rolled his eyes: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

But Huang Anwei didn't care about that, just knelt down and prostrated, tearfully said: "My lord, please let the Caomin be the master! Caomin is a scholar in this Qimen County. He has a house and a field at home, a good wife and a loving father." , that Zhou family..."

He didn't speak loudly, but he cried sincerely. He told Song Beiyun everything about the Zhou family's oppression of him, forcing his father to death, occupying his wife, and occupying his property. His crimes were numerous and countless.

After Song Beiyun listened, he didn't speak, and it wasn't until the person outside who he identified as an eyeliner sneaked over to watch the excitement, that he shouted loudly: "You ask me to make the decision for you? Why don't you ask Yang Xiancheng."

Huang Anwei sobbed and said, "Then..."

As soon as he finished the first word, he felt a sharp pain in his finger, but found that Song Beiyun had stepped on one of his fingers...

He is a very smart person, how can he not know what this means, he immediately wailed without changing his expression: "Does your lord really not let the grassroots decide?"

"Get off!" Song Beiyun the Great Sage roared, "One or two unscrupulous people come to this county to complain all day long. Is this county your father or your mother? Grandpa is busy with things and has no time to talk to you."

He yelled like this, but the other foot quietly wrote the word "lou" on the ground.

Seeing this word, the idiot would think of brothels, but for a smart person like Huang Anwei, his first reaction would be the famous teahouse in the city - Tuiqinglou.

Although the name is a bit strange, the tea and wine inside are all top quality. Song Beiyun often goes there to drink tea and wine these days.

Huang Anwei left weeping, and the eyeliner soon told Yang Xiancheng about this matter. Yang Xiancheng, who was practicing calligraphy, didn't even have a head, but said with a smile: "These troublemakers are really blind. I don’t even know how to find a good person to file a complaint. If you find such a bastard, let him go. It’s good that he doesn’t stop the case. This case is really a fairy shaking his head.”

Chapter 123: June 6rd

"And other things?"

Zhou Jing, the young master of the Zhou family, was sitting under the grape arbor enjoying the shade. Although it was already evening, how could he find a cool breeze in this scorching summer.

Beside him is his beautiful wife and concubine, and opposite is Yang Xiancheng. The two of them have been in collusion for a long time, and they will communicate with each other in many things, but these days, Yang Xiancheng always feels that Zhou's family has alienated him a lot. , which made him vigilant.

"As for the idiot, let him go. I have also inquired about it these days, but he is just a greedy and lustful thing, not worth mentioning. Brother Yang, you have been a little slack in walking around recently."

Zhou Jing pursed his lips: "I don't know if it's because my brother didn't do well."

Yang Xiancheng frowned slightly, but immediately spread it out, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou Xian is worrying too much, the weather is just hot these few days, I don't want to move too much, and the county magistrate dragged me to do something all day long. It's ridiculous, and sometimes it's really too much to do."

Zhou Jing didn't say anything, the two chatted for a while, Yang Xiancheng took his leave and left, while Zhou Jing sat on the bamboo bed and drank the wine from the well, his eyes kept moving back and forth.

"Zhou Fu."

"Young master." A servant-like person stepped forward: "What are your orders?"

"Go, send a post to that idiot county magistrate tomorrow, saying that since he took office, I, Mr. Zhou, have invited him to a banquet as a courtesy to him since he took office. Remember to ask my elder brother Yang to pass it on."

"Yes."

After the servant went down, Zhou Jing looked at the sky silently, then touched the concubine Ji beside him, and said with a smile: "Baby, do you want a very smart person, or a smart person?" fool."

The concubine's concubine Bai Nun, after hearing the master's words, said delicately: "Naturally, you need a smart person."

"Hahaha, little thing." Zhou Jing twisted her body: "Or you can only wait for the master with your legs open, of course you need a fool, such a smart person..."

Zhou Jing narrowed his eyes and let out a muffled snort.

These days, his business has suddenly become not so easy to do, and some approval documents have been delayed. Originally, these things were done by Yang Xiancheng, and it has always been smooth, but these few days have been extremely slow. , and even several batches of goods were seized, which made Zhou Jing dissatisfied with Yang Xiancheng.

Although Yang Xiancheng later explained that the new idiot county magistrate was not good at handling government affairs and would only follow the steps. Although he was already watching, he couldn't watch all day long. Seeing something was wrong, Yang Xiancheng came today hoping that Zhou Jing could balance the accounts and goods more evenly.

And Zhou Jing's words became Yang Xiancheng's blame in Zhou Jing's ears. He himself is a suspicious person. , Come and go again and again, this heart naturally became suspicious.

After Yang Xiancheng went back, the more he thought about it, the more he felt wrong. Zhou Jing's attitude became worse and worse. can't sleep.

The next morning, Yang Xiancheng went to the county government office as usual, but when he went there, he saw the county magistrate's wife Qiaoyun leading people to look for Song Beiyun everywhere.

Yang Xiancheng went up to meet him and asked, "Madam, why?"

"That guy..." Qiao Yun's eyes were red: "I had a few words with him in the morning, and then he ran away, and I don't know where he went."

Yang Xiancheng wants to die already, is this the fucking county magistrate's style?It's such a child's play to do something like this after a few quarrels with the lady at home.

But after thinking about it, isn't that guy with this kind of virtue? He is already familiar with getting along with him these days, but at this moment, the servants of the Zhou Mansion suddenly walked in and said to Yang Xiancheng: "Yang Xiancheng, My young master wants to invite Mr. Song to a banquet tonight to show the friendship of the landlord, and I hope that Yang Xiancheng will pass it on."

After this letter of worship was handed over to Yang Xiancheng, his brows frowned slightly, but he didn't say much, he just handed it over to Qiao Yun: "Madam, you will leave this to Mr. Song."

"Okay...but what about him?"

"Alas..." Yang Xiancheng sighed helplessly: "I'll go look for him now."

At this moment, Song Beiyun is sitting in the teahouse, opposite to Huang Anwei from yesterday. Song Beiyun really went to investigate last night, and it was true as he said, his family's real estate, fields, and good wife were all given by the Zhou family. Occupied, originally considered a small rich family, but now they can only write letters for others on the side of the road to make a living.

"These are the many evil deeds committed by the Zhou family. The grass-roots people have been planning for more than five years, just for this day. Please let the grass-people decide."

Song Beiyun didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, just counted five points on the table with his fingers, then got up and left, staggering and smelling of alcohol.

And Huang Anwei sat there staring at the five points in a daze, but after looking at them for a while, he seemed to be enlightened, a smile appeared on his face, and he got up and left.

Song Beiyun wobbled back to the county yamen just like that, and as soon as he entered the back house, he put his arms around the maid and began to harass her, but the maid was obviously used to it, so she just sighed and broke away from Song Beiyun, ran into the house and called Qiaoyun to come out and take the girl away. The drunk was dragged in...

"Did he drink too much?"

When Yang Xiancheng heard such news, he just responded lightly: "Forget it, let him go, this person... oh..."

After Song Beiyun returned to the room, Qiaoyun handed him the Zhou family's invitation: "This invitation seems to be given to Yang Xiancheng on purpose, without knowing the purpose."

"Oh?"

Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes slightly: "This is a soft warning."

"Soft warning?"

"Yes." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "This is the way to tell Yang Xiancheng that you'd better be obedient, we can use not only you but also others."

"It's nothing more than a gentry and local tyrant, making it look like a temple dispute."

"Hi..." Song Beiyun put the greeting card on the bedside, and stretched his waist: "Go to bed first, and talk about it in the afternoon. Come, sister Qiaoyun, sleep with my husband."

"In broad daylight, don't make trouble." Qiao Yun patted him: "Go, go."

Song Beiyun didn't care about that much, and hugged Qiaoyun: "It's the broad daylight that's exciting."

After a while, the maid heard strange movements, and many girls who knew about the personnel blushed and ran away to hide.

And this matter naturally cannot escape the notice from the eyeliner, Yang Xiancheng was numb to what he heard, without any ups and downs at all, he got used to it... really used to it.Now it seems that based on the county magistrate's virtue, if something really happens, the county magistrate will probably meet him in the same cell.

Reassuring is really reassuring, but worrying is also really worrying, because this grandson, it would waste a lot of time and energy to manage him, but if he is left alone, he will cause trouble.

Arbitrary judgments, random seizures, random interceptions, he judged things without reason at all. Obscure...

Headache... Really headache.

When you really meet this kind of person, even donkeys have taught him, but they have not been able to teach him.No wonder his family has money but they want to put him in this kind of place. If he stays in Luzhou or Jinling, a place where he dares to touch the princess, then the whole family will probably be harmed by him.

And Song Beiyun, who had slept beautifully all afternoon, got up, washed and changed clothes, and took the invitation card and shook it step by step to the place where Zhou's family held a banquet in the county town.

Generally, this kind of wealthy family is not very good at inviting people to family dinners directly. Usually, people who are more familiar will receive invitations. This is basically the restaurant for the first time.

Song Beiyun wandered out of the restaurant like this, and the servants of the Zhou family saw him from afar, and when they came up, they enthusiastically followed him and led him the way.

And when he came upstairs, the young master of the Zhou family was already waiting there.

After a meal, there was nothing to talk about. Song Beiyun was still drinking and bragging. He chatted a lot and boasted.

low key?It is impossible to be low-key, so I can't wait to stand up and point to the beams of the house and say, "The heaven is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

But it happened so, Master Zhou clapped his hands and applauded, while pushing the cups and changing cups, the two of them seemed to be friends who hadn't been together for a long time, and they couldn't be more enthusiastic.

"Brother Zhou, I really don't want to be the county magistrate. If my father-in-law didn't force me, it would be nice to lie in the Luzhou mansion to eat delicious food and spicy food. When I come to this rural place, even a brothel is a third-rate guy. Brother Zhou , if there is a chance, next time I go... hiccup..." Song Beiyun hiccupped: "Next time I go to Luzhou, I will definitely invite you to play on that treasure boat for three days and three nights, so that your legs will wobble when you walk. .”

"Hahahaha... Well, well, well." Young Master Zhou had a good face, and clapped his hands happily: "My brother, this is how my sons and daughters of the world behave, unlike that literary scholar, rotten!"

"It stinks!" Song Beiyun slapped the table, "Especially the magistrate of Yang County, who asked me to do this and that all day long. Why do you keep an eye on the sale of tea and the sale of salt soil? This scholar is really You are timid, if you don't let me go, where will the livelihood of this county come from? I want money! This food, clothing, housing and transportation are all money!"