Song Beiyun

Song Beiyun was lying under the corridor, gently waving his fan and stroking the cat, looking extremely at ease. He roughly calculated the time, and he will be back in five or six days at most. He probably won't come back grandiosely, and it must be I will come with Yang Xiancheng.

And Qiaoyun's side will arrive in about three days, so the time is just right.

Song Beiyun was halfway through thinking about it, and his eyelids stopped working. After falling asleep, he had a very strange dream. He dreamed that he was back in the past, back to the era when there were cars, TVs, and the Internet, but he used Song Beiyun identity of.

This distorted sense of disobedience made him seem confused, until suddenly a beautiful girl in a floral dress entered her field of vision, and he finally realized that this was actually a dream, and he couldn't see the girl's face clearly. There is only one back, but there is an extremely familiar feeling.

"Song Beiyun, let me tell you, you have to live well, do you hear me?"

This confusing sentence directly woke Song Beiyun from his sleep. He wiped his face vigorously, and looked at the heavy rain that was still pattering outside, and his whole body froze there.

"Ah...live well." Song Beiyun sat on the chair for a while and didn't regain his strength. He said to himself, "What do you mean?"

Chapter 131: Sunny August 8

It took five days for Zhou Jing to get the news, and it was only because of the three horses killed by his cronies that he was able to rush here from Qimen County in such a short period of time, and told Zhou Jing about the great changes in his family.

When he heard the news, Zhou Jing, who was also regarded as a strong man, almost rolled his eyes and passed out. He had calculated everything, and had thought about being killed by Huang County magistrate, Yang County magistrate, or even by someone inexplicable, but he never thought about it. But it fell into the hands of Song Beiyun, who was pretending to be crazy and acting stupid.

He was annoyed and remorseful, but there was nothing he could do. He was now full of thoughts about his own family, his parents and wife were arrested, his private warehouse was confiscated, and he was also on the wanted list for murder.

He had to go back immediately, and just before he was about to leave, the people from Yang County Cheng also arrived, one after the other, they arrived here at the same time, they finally connected again, and only after some communication did they know that Yang County Cheng also suffered the same disaster.

At this point, he finally understood the cause and effect of everything, and he wished to eat Song Beiyun alive, but if that fellow has completely occupied Qimen County now, then rushing back to save people is probably a dead end.

So after Zhou Jing lost his composure for a short time, he hurried to find his master, and when he told the other side about the matter, the countenance of the chief official in the frontier region suddenly turned dark.

But he didn't say anything, just allowed him to go back quickly, and resolutely denied Zhou Jing's idea of ​​borrowing troops.

To put it simply, it is okay to go back to save people and take revenge, but it is absolutely impossible to borrow troops from him.

No matter how hard Zhou Jing begged, he still couldn't impress the boss, and when Zhou Jing left in a daze, the frontier official immediately repaired a letter and sent someone to send it out.

Not because of anything else, but because of the bastard's behavior that Zhou Jing said was clearly an imperial envoy's job. If you don't ask about anything else, just ask which rootless county magistrate in the world dares to know who is behind the business. Can you check it directly?This was checked, but it was confirmed, and once it was confirmed, no one ran away.As a big official in the frontier, how can a well-informed man not know the tricks here, and now Zhou Jing is dead anyway.

He no longer had any room for maneuver. What he was facing was not a county magistrate named Song Beiyun, but the white-fronted and eye-catching tiger behind him, and there must be a group of people buried with him. It is to eat people. As for who is eating, I don’t know yet. The only thing I can do is to pray that I am not the one being eaten. As for which one will be eaten... just let fate.

The urgent letter was sent out, but Song Beiyun's letter sent out five days ago was faster. At this moment, his letter has been handed over to Zhao Xing by King Fu himself.

Zhao Xing and Fu Wang were the only two people in the huge government hall, they sat there silently, Zhao Xing didn't believe it, compared the accounts over and over again, and looked through the accounts over and over again.

"So many...why so many..."

Zhao Xing's voice trembled, and he was even a little at a loss. Looking at the people in front of this list, which one is not an important minister of the state and which one is not loyal.

"Why did the letter ask me to plant a tree with a crooked neck behind the palace?" Zhao Xing looked at King Fu: "What does he mean?"

"Let me do it." King Fu blamed Song Beiyun in his heart, dumbfounded. He really got used to it casually, and those who don't know are really fearless.

"No, no, let me do it." Zhao Xing held the letter and read it again from the beginning: "Uncle Wang, look at it, look at it, look at it! This minister of the Manchu Dynasty actually did such a thing behind my back. In the past, I sold some private salt, so I have the right to subsidize some households for them. But this fine iron, this grain, which one is not digging the roots of my Song Dynasty?"

Zhao Xing raised his head and looked at King Fu, his eyes full of confusion: "In a few years, I am afraid that I will become a king of subjugation, so why not plant a crooked neck tree at the back of the palace, and then I will hang it on it, It saves people from being ridiculed and saves a reputation, when future generations lament on me, they will only lament that I was not born at the right time."

King Fu lowered his head, took a sip of tea and remained silent.

"Emperor Uncle, take a look, take a look!" Zhao Xing's eyes were already red: "He has collected it for us, and the accounts include 40 jin of silver, 200 jin of refined iron, nearly 200 million shi of grain, Silk and cloth are countless. Uncle Wang, [-] million shi of grain, this is just the supplies of two Luzhous, and this is just the ledger of a big mouse. Take a look, Uncle Huang!"

Of course, King Fu had nothing to say, and he had seen it long ago. Although he thought it would be shocking, he didn't expect it to be beyond expectations.

The private grain, iron, and silver circulating in Lianglu prefecture alone are already so shocking. In fact, he no longer dares to think about what the whole country will look like.

"Uncle Fuhuang, there are now nearly 60 victims in Luzhou, and they only spend more than 30 shi of grain in one month. With these 200 million shi, you can eat for seven months!" Zhao Xing lowered his hand weakly: " Ah, I was wrong. If these Luzhous are willing to put down the grain, silver and iron, there will be no disaster victims, no mourning, and no sons of Yi who will eat. The people of my Song Dynasty are like this Cheap? So worthless? Why didn’t they rise up and step such corrupt officials into the mud with me as a fool!”

"The official family..."

"I'm tired, I don't want to be the emperor anymore. Uncle Emperor, you can be the emperor."

"Officials! Don't talk nonsense!" Fu Wang exploded: "How decent are you like this!"

"Uncle Emperor... I really can't help it, I already want to be a good emperor." Zhao Xing shook off the account book in his hand, letting it fall like snowflakes: "But look...Uncle Fu Wang, you are the one who has A lot, let me go back to be a son who has no worries about food and clothing."

"Xing'er, you can't say that again." Fu Wang stepped forward and sighed: "Your father left early, and I have treated you as my own since I was a child. I understand your temperament best. But now the big You are indispensable, Song Que, even if it is dusty and ragged, someone should make clothes for it, even if it is mended, it must make it look decent."

Zhao Xing leaned on the dragon chair dejectedly, with one hand resting on his forehead: "I understand why emperors have such short lives since ancient times."

After finally appeasing Zhao Xing's depression, Fu Wang began to explain to him in detail the meaning of Song Beiyun's letter and the meaning of the list above.

"Knocking the mountain to shake the tiger, although I think these people should be killed, but it really shakes the foundation and is not advisable. But the Ministry of Households can make a drastic move, and no one should be kept from the Shangshu." Fu Wang said: " Official, do you now know what Song Beiyun is capable of?"

Zhao Xing suddenly raised his head to look at King Fu, with a happy expression on his face: "You mean to let him be the emperor?"

Fu Wang's face turned green at that time, and seeing Fu Wang's face, Zhao Xing also knew that what he blurted out was after all what he shouldn't have said.

"You and that Jin Ling'er... are brothers and sisters." Fu Wang was quite helpless: "I'm getting old, officials, and you should think a lot about the future. It's not over now, there is still a lot to do." You deal with it carefully, governing a big country is like cooking a small fish."

"Understood..." Zhao Xing shrank his neck: "But this Song Beiyun is indeed a talent, but after this incident, he may not be able to become an official in the court for a while."

"Just because of his old crooked neck tree, I have to let that little bastard practice for a few more years." King Fu sighed, "Dare to say such rebellious words."

These words made Zhao Xing laugh instead: "I think what he said is right, I can't wait to change the name of the Zichen Palace to the Old Crooked Neck Tree Palace, and give it a good warning."

"Officials...don't mess around with me."

"Just talk about it." Zhao Xing sighed: "Now let's do it according to the emperor's idea, and tomorrow I will clean up that household department, so that people can see what happens to these people."

"There are also some ministers outside. Your Majesty should focus on intimidating and appeasing them. If they know their mistakes, they will be given a chance to repent. If they don't know their mistakes..." King Fu narrowed his eyes: "I haven't ridden for a long time with my old arms and legs. It's a horse."

"Blessed Uncle Wang, I feel at ease." Zhao Xing smiled wryly, "If you weren't here, I don't know what it would be like to be bullied by them."

"So now that it's still early, the official family has to think about it. I'm old, and I can't protect the official family for the rest of my life. How to reward Song Beiyun this time is up to the official family, and I won't participate." Reconciled." Fu Wang said and suddenly added: "He is very eccentric, he is not afraid of life and death, he is not afraid of hardships, but he is only greedy for the world of mortals, but he has no ambitions in his heart, and is extremely lazy."

"That's pretty good. If this kind of people don't make a name, they will become a blockbuster." Zhao Xing propped up his chin: "It is said in the book that lazy people don't even bother to rebel."

"But if the officials want him to do something... it will be difficult."

"Then how did Uncle Huang drive him away?"

Fu Wang sighed, and was embarrassed to say that he was his daughter, so he hesitated for a while, and then simply spread his hands: "Maybe it's a coincidence."

"Let me think twice..."

When Zhao Xing was thinking twice, King Fu also said goodbye, but he also sighed when he walked out of the side hall, Zhao Xing was difficult, it was really difficult, how could he not know it.Now he is still supported by him, the papermaker of the Great Song Dynasty. If one day in the future he becomes old and confused, the world... will probably change.

And that little bastard Song Beiyun is so uneasy, that old crooked neck tree is really a sin to kill other emperors, thanks to Zhao Xing, he is also a temper tantrum, even though he has a temper A little irritable, but after all, he was born in an ordinary family, and he was still young.

Otherwise...it would really make people sweat for that little bastard.

At this moment, Zhao Xing was looking up at the plaque in the hall: "Old Crooked Neck Tree Hall..."

Chapter 132: On August 8th, I passed Xinling leisurely and drank, took off my sword and crossed my knees

He was still cautious at the height of the temple, and the household department of the Great Song Dynasty was taken down from top to bottom overnight.

Without the Minister of the Household Department, the remaining servants and principals would have no backers. Zhao Xing naturally did not treat them politely, and he went all the way, and even took down a servant and a principal from the Ministry of Officials along the way.

This time the civil official group collectively lost their voices. After all, these things are enough to be recorded in the history books by the historians. Whoever speaks out to defend them is that stinking dog.Besides, how can they not know that this is the emperor's knock on the mountain and shake the tiger?

Although it is impossible to keep those few of their own people this time, the official department and the household department cannot be empty for a day, so their main idea is to arrange their people to enter the household department and the official department as soon as possible to fill this emptiness.

At this time of arguing for their own interests, the forces of the right and left, the right and the left, once again demonstrated their unique dog fighting methods in front of everyone, which was brilliant.

The foreign relatives group headed by Zhao Lang first launched a series of attacks on the civil official group, but the civil official group immediately seized the opportunity and began to bite back.

Looking at the scene of the dog biting the hair of the dog in the main hall, Zhao Xing's eyes were full of helplessness, and from time to time he raised his head and rolled his eyes to look at the plaque not far away, thinking about changing the front of the hall into an "old crooked neck tree".

On the other side, in Qimen County, which is far away from the disputes in the capital, Song Beiyun has joined Qiaoyun again, and Qiaoyun also brought five hundred elite soldiers behind him, but they did not enter the county, but lurked around in disguise. In the village.

In a hut, Song Beiyun unfolded a map and placed it in front of Qiaoyun and the accompanying commander. He first raised his hands to the dusty faces of the two: "Commander Yu, sister Qiaoyun, you have worked hard all the way. Thanks for your hard work."

The commander smiled and said: "Brother, you are welcome, why bother to follow orders?"

Song Beiyun smiled and pushed the [-] guan Xu family seal in his pocket to the commander: "Commander Yu, you can use this money to buy some drinks for the soldiers, don't chill the hearts of the brothers."

The commander was taken aback, and looked at Qiaoyun in confusion, and Qiaoyun walked up to Song Beiyun, took his hand and said, "Brother, you can take it, he is a boy who spreads money, meeting him is considered a The brothers in the camp are blessed, when the brothers will distribute the money, they will also gain a good reputation."

"This is a private labor..." Commander Yu had sweat on his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was from shock or heat: "It can't be done."

"Who said this is a labor force? This is called supporting the army." Song Beiyun tapped on the credit note with his finger: "The army loves the people, the people support the army, and the army and the people unite as one family."

The difference between one word and the meaning is very different.If it is dirty, it is still dirty for scholars.

The treatment of the Song Dynasty's army itself is not good. The suppression of the civil official group over the years has made their group more and more marginalized, which has led to their emotional separation of this land, and even a A feeling that just dawdling along and begging for food is enough.

And this sudden "supporting the army" made the honest army man in front of him feel mixed feelings.

"Commander Yu, I also brought some wine and meat to let the soldiers have a good rest at night. There will be a fierce battle tomorrow if they don't make it together." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "Also, if a soldier is injured and dies in battle tomorrow, I will pay for the compensation. I will also talk to His Royal Highness Fu. The family members of the war dead are all covered by me."

"This..." Commander Yu felt that Song Beiyun was bragging, so he couldn't help looking at Qiaoyun.

Qiaoyun looked up at Song Beiyun who made her look good in front of her senior with admiration, and then smiled and said to Commander Yu: "Don't worry, senior, what he said is accurate, and he can do it if he says it can be done." can do it."

"Then here, I thank Lord Song on behalf of the brothers."

"Don't dare, I'm just spending some money, and the brothers are working hard." Song Beiyun waved his hands again and again: "Okay, let's not talk much, there are still many things to do. Let's take a look at this map first."

Song Beiyun had a clear grasp of the topography of Qimen County these days, replaced the blurry map in the county annals with his own map, and restored the topography here in an extremely accurate way.

He began to discuss with the commander how to allocate troops while deploying follow-up operations.

"In the end we need to force them to the county government." Song Beiyun knocked heavily on the location of the county government in the picture: "I will give them a public trial here."

"Why a public trial?"

"There's no special reason." Song Beiyun laughed: "Because it's fun. Let them be fools for more than two months, and I won't fuck with you. They don't know how much they will eat."

"Hahahaha..." Commander Yu burst out laughing: "Master Song has a good temper, which suits his appetite!"

Qiaoyun shook her head and laughed lightly. She knew Song Beiyun was like this. After all, he had been wronged for more than two months. This time, he would definitely want to get it all back.

Everything was arranged, and Song Beiyun also sent wine and meat to the officers and soldiers' garrison, and Commander Yu also told the officers and soldiers the news of the money distribution and said that if anything happened, their parents and children would be sent to the officers and soldiers. someone to take care of.

Because of these unprecedented treatment, the atmosphere of the soldiers was very warm, but Song Beiyun could not show up, and he quietly left with Qiaoyun when the soldiers were celebrating.

"Beiyun, why don't you say a few words?"

"I give money and pensions because I feel sorry for these soldiers, and I support the army. But if I say a few words, it would be to hide evil intentions. From a planner to an instigator, the meaning here is different. It's the same, if someone with a heart finds out, I will be in trouble." Song Beiyun held Qiaoyun's hand: "Sister Qiaoyun, do you still want the child to see Dad?"

"I hate it..." Qiaoyun poked Song Beiyun's waist a few times with his fingers: "I'm pregnant again, but I still can't get pregnant."

"It doesn't matter, there is plenty of time, just work harder in the future." Song Beiyun chuckled: "Sister Qiaoyun is only 20 years old."

"Twenty years old is very old..." Qiao Yun raised her head and looked at Song Beiyun aggrievedly: "It's an old girl."

"Okay, okay... Be good."

When a girl says that she is old, she must not make any comments, and she must not say anything like "You are not old", otherwise she will definitely say something like "Look, the princess is not yet seventeen".And in the future, their analogy age will always remain at this age.

Today is the princess who is only sixteen or seventeen, who will be sixteen or seventeen tomorrow, and who will be sixteen or seventeen years later.

No one in the world can be sixteen or seven forever, but there are people who are always sixteen or seven...

So don't step on this trap, just kiss and hug and it's over, skip the topic to keep safe.

Back at the county government office, Song Beiyun told Qiaoyun all the events during this period, just like telling a story, Qiaoyun listened with great fascination, especially when it came to the period when the house was ransacked and arrested, she was even more excited like a girl. Like a child, and when Song Beiyun said that he was time-lag and then came to the bottom, Qiaoyun listened carefully like a star chasing girl, his eyes were full of little shining stars.

"I've already sent away the wife of County Magistrate Huang, and sent away everyone who has nothing to do with it." Song Beiyun chuckled, "I'm just waiting for them to fall into the trap."

Qiao Yun nodded again and again, and then suddenly asked: "Why do you always make such generous moves?"

"Money is a scourge if you keep it in your hands. It is valuable to spend it. Actually, I'm not interested in money, I'm only interested in spending it." Song Beiyun sat on the custom-made rocking chair and swayed gently: "So, I’m used to being extravagant, but there’s nothing wrong with it, and I’m making a lot of money.”

"It's really... How much money do you have to tell your sister?" Qiao Yun pouted: "When I was young, I was sold by my parents because I was poor."

"It's impossible to be poor in the future. Add up all my properties..." Song Beiyun calculated a little: "Including real estate, it should be about 500 million yuan. But the cash flow is not that much, maybe only [-] yuan? Probably this number, mainly because the value of the farm in Jiangxi is increasing rapidly, but the royal family has also participated in the stock, so it cannot be realized quickly. I have invested nearly one million in the farm in Jiangxi, and now the scale has expanded by more than five times. "

Qiaoyun's eyes widened. Of course she knew the concept of 500 million yuan. You should know that when someone has a fortune of [-] yuan, he can already be regarded as a rich family. Song Beiyun in front of him...

"Sister Qiaoyun, don't look at me like that. It may be that to most ordinary people, I am indeed rich to the point of exaggeration, but in fact... Let's put it this way, money is meaningless, only It is meaningful to turn money into an industry, but if it is an industry, 500 million yuan... is really a drop in the bucket. Most of it is in real estate and joint stock shares, just like this time the Xu family received policy bonuses and issued A windfall, have they hoarded money?"

Of course Qiaoyun didn't know, so he shook his head silently, while Song Beiyun smiled and said, "I own 300% of the Xu family, and Xu Li told me that they made about 100 million yuan in transportation logistics and material trading this time. The cost is about 100 million guan, and most of the [-] million guan has become more fleets, more workers and more farmland, and the surplus is less than [-] guan. But there are [-] acres of forests, farmland and water Tang, this is what money is for.”

"You divided three thousand strings?"

"Ang..." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "30 to [-], there is still a gap, right?"

"Ah..." Qiao Yun held her head, "I don't understand."

Chapter 133: On August 8th, the Sunny Flame Flag Burns the Sky Red

Today is a good day. Although it is dog days and the heat is uncomfortably hot, it is still a good day.

Zhou Jing did not borrow soldiers, but he used his connections to find some so-called people from the Jianghu, and there were nearly 200 people in total.