Song Beiyun

"Don't dare, I, Aqiao, are the most beautiful in the world, and other women are out of my sight."

"Oh, a man's mouth, a deceitful ghost. I don't believe this nonsense, and I'm not that ignorant. When you have fame, I will find two concubines for you, but you can't touch those flamboyant things. That's the nest of bone removal. If you really become like my father, don't blame me for walking away like my mother."

Song Beiyun let out a cheer, and held Aqiao's hand: "How many women have you seen me talking to in these years? The head of the pharmacy is a beautiful woman, and you see, I'm just a gentleman's friend with her."

"Believe it or not, my mother said that men can't be trusted. Anyway, I can keep an eye on you. I can do whatever I want, but I'm not allowed to associate with those whores in the fireworks land."

Song Beiyun was helpless, and sighed: "Yes, yes, I would not go to that kind of place if you asked me to go, it's so boring. By the way, Brother Yusheng and I will go out in the afternoon, and it may take two days."

"Then you go."

"Huh?" Song Beiyun looked at Aqiao in surprise, "You don't even ask me where I'm going?"

"I don't care about your men's affairs, let alone you are with Brother Yusheng, so why worry?"

Oh, it took me a long time because of Brother Yusheng... But it's true, Yusheng is famous for his honesty, and he is known as Xiaolianzhuang's conscience. Although he is not a good candidate for the exam, his words and deeds are Every move is in accordance with the righteousness of the master, the seniority is orderly, the advances and retreats are well-founded, the people are trustworthy, and the things are polite. It is difficult for people to distrust.

On the other hand, Song Beiyun, since he came to Xiaolianzhuang, this peaceful and peaceful little village hasn't stopped for a day. When he was ten years old, he was already a famous little rascal, cheating Yinhua's sugar, teasing Erpang to burn the haystack, bluffing Biao The son went to peek at Widow Zhang taking a bath, anyway, he has done all kinds of bad things in this place.

But it happens, this little bastard is like the patron saint of Zhuangzi. Since he came here, Xiaolianzhuang has had bumper harvests year after year, and the food has grown very well. Only Xiaolian Village is peaceful.

So the people in the farmer love and hate this guy, the only result is that they don't like to talk to him very much, but they always like to ask him for help when there is something wrong.

It's strange to say that he has become so bad, but he is still the king of the children in the village. He doesn't go to the fields and doesn't work, but he can always earn much more money than others, but he is also generous, always Make some novelties for the little bastards in the Zhuangzi in different ways. They have everything to eat and play, such as paper kites, lanterns, honey, and jerky. Anyway, because of these things, the little bastards are very fond of this little bastard. Well, the adults in the family couldn't turn back when they beat him. The first day they beat him up and cried, but the next day the little bastard would still follow Song Beiyun, this little bastard up the mountain and down the river.

"Is there enough money on your body? If you are poor and rich, don't lose your bearing in front of people." A Qiao took out a few taels of silver from her small purse: "Save some flowers, don't go looking for flowers and asking willows!"

This feeling... Song Beiyun is very familiar with it. When I was there before, every time I went to a class reunion during the holidays, my mother would ask the same thing, "Is the money enough? Don't search for it." But after giving the money, But she always said, "Don't spend money recklessly, save it."

Thinking of this, Song Beiyun chuckled, picked up Aqiao's face and rubbed it, and said softly, "Got it, baby Aqiao."

"You always say some embarrassing things, really..." Aqiao pouted, but she didn't dodge: "Go and get ready, take a shower and then put on the clothes I made for you."

A Qiao was born poor when she was a child, but since hooking up with Song Beiyun, she is actually not short of money. Although she is not as rich as those rich and wealthy ladies and wives, compared with the people in the village, her life may be worse. It's better than Aunt Hong, because Song Beiyun will give Aqiao a sum of money every month, sometimes more and sometimes less, but if it's less, it's more than half a year's harvest of the farmer's family, and sometimes it's more than a few years' harvest.

So in recent years, Ah Qiao has become less and less like a farmer's girl. No one would doubt that she is a lady from a rich family when she puts on a suit of clothes. This is why her father dared to call out such a high price.

Although Song Beiyun raised Ah Qiao to be white, tender and pretty, but she has been doing the work in her hands all the time. Apart from picking some medicinal materials from the mountains to the city and selling her father's carpenter goods, everyone from all over the country knows A Qiao is best at tailoring, not just a tailor who mends, but a tailor who can make wedding dresses. In the past two years, she has made clothes to sell when she has nothing to do.

Song Beiyun asked her why she wanted to make her own clothes. She always said that she wanted to save a dowry for herself. If any woman got married without a dowry, she would be laughed at.

This kind of A Qiao wants to make a Confucian shirt for Song Beiyun, which is like playing for her. Besides, she is willing to spend money on Song Beiyun. The fabrics are all bought in Nanjing. Wearing these, one foot of cloth costs half a penny.

"If it's convenient when you come back, buy some things for dolls from the city." A Qiao turned around and ordered, "Also, take good care of brother Yusheng, and don't let him be bullied."

"Don't worry." Song Beiyun turned around and returned to the room, then stuck his head out of the window: "As long as it's not a fireworks girl, it's fine?"

Ah Qiao stared, "Hmph!"

"I'm just kidding." Song Beiyun chuckled, "My lady, help me get a piece of soap."

These words made Aqiao's face turn red: "Go, go, who is your wife. You go take a bath, and I will fetch it for you."

Putting on the clothes made by A Qiao herself, Song Beiyun looked down at himself, and found that it still had that kind of smell, but the clothes were a little different from those usually worn by Confucian scholars, because it was a design drawn by Song Beiyun, so there were some Many popular elements after more than 1000 years are different from those funny clothes that look like costumes, and they have a feeling of Mori girls.Even Ah Qiao, who had been in close contact with him more than once, was full of love.

"I never thought that you would look so good in it." A Qiao walked around Song Beiyun a few times, nodding repeatedly: "This is really great."

"That's because my cute baby is good at craftsmanship, but the inside is a little tight..."

"That's not tight." As soon as Ah Qiao mentioned this, she immediately became bright: "It's not comfortable, if it's a little smaller, the clothes can make your figure stand up, and you can put another layer on it. You can look clean, neat, and energetic when you wear it, and you can stand up to those sluggish people. Because as long as you put on this clothes, you can't lie down, hold your breath, squat, squat and stretch your waist. Standing upright, standing is as loose as sitting is also as loose.”

Sure enough... No matter which era, women are creatures that define aesthetics. If Song Beiyun is to come, then he must be as comfortable as he wears. How can there be such bullshit tricks, but as A Qiao said, although it is not It's very comfortable, but it does reflect the saying that people need clothes. Now Song Beiyun is not alone at all.

"Go outside, don't lose me."

第14章、3月23日—3月24日，多云转晴。

It’s just time to fall asleep in the waning spring, lying on the ox cart pulling hay, the sun is warm and warm on the body, it is always sleepy.

Song Beiyun didn't have any new clothes to put on directly, so he didn't care where he was lying. On the contrary, Yusheng was a little awkward, whether he was sitting or lying down.

"Brother Yusheng, would you like to take a nap?"

Song Beiyun squinted his eyes and looked at the clouds floating in the sky with the spring breeze. He ate sweet and sour mulberry dates in his mouth, and his lips were painted red.

"If people see us like this, why won't we be ridiculed by our classmates?"

This bullock cart is originally a means of transportation for the lower Liba people to travel. For the serious urbanites, the officials and rich families take sedan chairs and horse-drawn carriages, while most ordinary people in Shengdou choose to walk. This bullock cart has already become It's a symbol of being lazy.

"Shame? Give them courage." Song Beiyun turned over and said, "What did Confucius travel around the world?"

"Ox...an ox cart."

Song Beiyun said again: "What did the old sage go out of Hangu Pass?"

"Cattle……"

"The sages of Confucianism and Taoism all ride bullock carts, you and me in green clothes and hats, what's the matter with riding a bullock cart?" Song Beiyun said disdainfully: "It's contemptuous of Confucius if someone laughs at you. If you dare to compare yourself to a saint, you say that you are reading the books of sages and learning the rites of sages. If the teacher is like this, why can’t the students be like this? It’s okay if he is speechless, but if he dares to beep again, you Just grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to Wen Shenggong for a review, and asked if this bastard can emulate the sages."

In terms of basic skills, the ten Song Beiyuns are not as good as one brother Yusheng, but when it comes to sharp teeth and full of heresy, hundreds of Yushengs are no match for him.

It's strange to say that Yusheng actually felt strange about Song Beiyun himself. He grew up watching this child. He had never seen him read books for a few days, but his understanding of some scriptures and handouts was better than his own. Even his own mentor was not as thorough as Song Beiyun's. The reason why he supervised Song Beiyun's reading all day long was because he didn't want this intelligent young man with excellent bones to be kept in the wild.

"Beiyun, you are so talented, you can't let it go to waste. Dongmen's name is Haoerlang. I'm afraid I have no hope in this life. If you can become a scholar at a young age, your intelligence and talent will not be in vain. .”

Yusheng was still earnest, but Song Beiyun didn't care at all, and even lay on the bullock cart with some contempt and said: "People are not the same, some people want to get promoted and get rich, some people want to live a long life, and some people want to live forever." The country is peaceful and the people are safe, some people try to write an article to convey the truth, but I am different, I want to sleep when I am full."

These words made Yusheng dumbfounded. He really envied Song Beiyun's talent. He was born for reading. A book of rites is not difficult to memorize, but he really recited the book of rites in one day and even wrote it. An article about the Book of Rites, although the article is a little rough, but if it is given some guidance and a little modification, in Yusheng's opinion, it is already a Jinshi talent, and it must be known that this is what Song Beiyun made in a day.

On the other hand, in comparison, he is like a waste...

"Beiyun, you, you have to be good at studying your essays. Let me see, you will probably be able to pass the exam this year."

Here it comes again... Song Beiyun sighed: "Brother Yusheng, I didn't say it, look at what kind of ghosts they are now, there is no one from the top to the bottom, and they are obsessed with poetry and songs all day long. Last year, one who wrote [-] poems in a row became the champion, and the year before last, one who wrote obscene words became the champion. What is the use of this thing? Can it make people eat, or can they regain the country? For three years in a row, ceded Three thousand and eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers, that is three thousand and eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers! Then I hide on the side of the Yangtze River and continue to sing and dance to raise peace, this is fucking ruining the country."

Yusheng's face changed suddenly, he covered Song Beiyun's mouth, and said seriously: "Beiyun, brother knows that you are upset, but you can't say it, really you can't say it, can you bear to see Aqiao feel sad for you? You both With passion and talent, why don't you show it? You think that my Song Dynasty has been weak for a long time, why don't you turn things around by yourself? Your talent is better than many people, why don't you use it on the right path? If you really If you can become a blockbuster, do you know that a weak Song can't become a strong Song in your hands?"

Song Beiyun chuckled, pushed Yusheng away and said, "Come on, what can I do by myself? What a fart. I'm just a country doctor, and my medical skills are not bad. I won't be starving if I change the king's flag on the top of the city." that person."

Seeing him so dejected, Yusheng had nothing to say, but looked up to the sky and sighed in disappointment: "Beiyun, you have to move forward anyway."

"Hey, this leads to a joke." Song Beiyun picked up two mulberries and stuffed them into his mouth: "No matter which direction you go, it's straight ahead."

Yusheng was taken aback for a moment, unable to turn his head around, so he simply stopped talking.

"Okay, brother Yusheng, I know what I should do. Didn't I promise you and Aqiao to take the imperial examination? We are here to have fun today, so don't talk about it." Song Beiyun stretched his waist: "It's still Let's talk about those beautiful little coquettish girls later."

This Great Song Dynasty, with the general direction of the Great Song Dynasty that Song Beiyun knew, has three places that are the same and three places are different. Somewhat interesting, the first is that the status of women is unprecedentedly high. It is said that this is due to the fact that today's son's mother, the empress dowager, is listening to politics behind the curtain.The second is that the social management and control system is chaotic, the officialdom system is in a mess at this stage, and buying and selling officials abound.The third is the highly developed gaming industry, and even half of the national treasury's overall revenue comes from the gaming industry.

That's why there are casinos everywhere, and the housekeepers in the casinos don't even pay attention to the local county magistrate. To put it bluntly, they also eat from the public!It's just that there is no iron rice bowl.

This is very dangerous. The problems brought about by the underdevelopment of the primary and secondary industries and the highly developed tertiary industry are the imbalance of the Gini index, difficulty in coping with medium-to-high intensity wars, and inability to resist natural disasters.

Everyone is living a good life, but once a war breaks out, we can only be miserable, really.Because there is no industrial output in the country, once there is a war and the outside world is blocked, there is no food to eat.

Now Jin, Liao, and Mongolia are all rising rapidly, and Xixia also occupies a place. Everyone is eyeing the Song Dynasty. Now it is true that the Song Dynasty's land-cede check and balance tactics have played a certain effect, but what about in the future?There will always be a day when the balance is broken, what will Da Song do on that day?Continue to move south?Then ushered in the Battle of Yashan 200 years in advance?

"Weak Song of Gou Ri." Song Beiyun spat: "By the way, brother Yusheng, what did you say just now?"

"I said that the daughter of Zhang Yuan's family will also go today. It is rumored that she was born in a beautiful country, and I don't know if it is true or not."

Song Beiyun nodded and looked Brother Yusheng up and down: "Brother, if she is really like a flower and a jade, you can take care of her and make her my sister-in-law."

Yusheng was taken aback for a moment, then his cheeks turned red, and he patted Song Beiyun's head dumbfounded: "You are so young, full of obscenities! You don't look like a scholar."

"If she is really beautiful, see if I will send her to your bed."

"Stop fooling around, if people listen to it, they will think you and I are thieves from the countryside..."

After almost an afternoon and a night of tossing, they finally arrived at their destination. The two of them found an inn first, and Song Beiyun naturally asked for two rooms. It's a little too disgusting for big men to squeeze together.

After sleeping until the afternoon, taking a shower, changing into brand new clothes, and eating something, they can go on the road.Yusheng was very surprised why Song Beiyun insisted on having a meal at the inn when he knew that there would be food in the spring, but on the way, Song Beiyun answered this question for him.

"People are reciting poems and composing poems, and we two are eating and drinking there? If you want, I'm fine. Anyway, I'm [-]% full." Song Beiyun was unambiguous at all: "The chicken will be mine later. , and the rest is yours."

"No, no, no..." Yusheng waved his hands again and again: "I understand what you mean, no wonder Mother said you have a heart with seven apertures, I have never thought about these things."

How can this be explained? This era seems to have a lot of social interaction, but in fact, due to traffic factors, social interaction is much less than the future he has experienced, so it is not a big problem to modify the social etiquette later. After all, brother Yusheng is still a very face-saving person, it is impossible to let him eat and drink, but he can't just sit there and starve, right?

Arriving at the place where the Spring Festival will be held, this is the largest restaurant in Luzhou City. Song Beiyun is lying on the window and looking out. He used to be from Hefei. Now, after thousands of years, seeing the old appearance of his hometown, he even recognizes it. Not far from the river, his home is by the river, and he has fished and bathed in this river since he was a child.

But now, the hometown that catches my eye is still called Luzhou, and my parents and relatives who have been away for a long time may not have the chance to see each other again in this life.

"Beiyun, why are you so dazed?"

"I thought of something unpleasant." Song Beiyun turned his head and smiled at Yusheng: "It's okay, let's go up."

"Have you been to Luzhou?"

"I grew up here."

"Nonsense again." Yusheng smiled and shook his head: "You grew up by my side."

Chapter 15, March 3, night, breeze, clear.

Once it was the Song Dynasty, when literature was the norm, this kind of gathering between classmates happened almost every day, and the reason why they would invite even a failed scholar like Yusheng was to put it bluntly because they wanted to find someone to be the last one. Song Beiyun understood the tricks here. .

After all, class reunion, class reunion, everyone knows about it, there are very few people who have serious contact with each other, because those who really have feelings, contact each other in private on weekdays, no serious person is waiting for this class reunion.

To put it bluntly, regardless of whether it is ancient or modern, short-term gatherings between classmates will inevitably become a place to compare and show off their superiority. The situation will get worse. No matter how good a teacher is, it is impossible for a bowl of water to be level.

Yusheng's classmates came gradually. They chatted with each other, or introduced friends to each other, or gathered in twos and threes to talk about current affairs, ancient and modern times, articles, and beauties.

I didn't see the sweet-looking little girl, but I saw a few of the so-called "waiting for the word boudoir" ladies who were dry and thin but had the appearance of clear water and white lotus and looked nondescript.

Song Beiyun couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Let alone other things, this group of people couldn't compare to his family's Aqiao just because of their looks.

The so-called "overwhelming countries and cities", there is not even a single one. Song Beiyun has long wondered where the beauties in the novels he read had come from. The appearance is really rare...

So far, among all the women Song Beiyun has known, Aqiao ranks second, and the young lady who ranks first is the young head of the pharmacy. That young lady is [-] years old, and her appearance is definitely in line with Song Beiyun's aesthetics, but the main reason is because her personality is too strong. , the personalities don't match, otherwise, according to Song Beiyun's temperament, he would have flirted with him three or four years ago, and he would definitely not be a friend of gentlemen after all these years.

"Brother Beipo, you've come."

Suddenly, a loud voice interrupted Song Beiyun's observation of the girls. He laughed out loud when he heard the word Beipo.

Yusheng next to him coughed quickly and said in a low voice, "Don't be rude."

Yusheng had already told Song Beiyun before that the owner of today's spring meeting was sponsored by Beipo, and he was regarded as an owner, and his father was the well-known governor of Luzhou, and he was quite a big official. That is a high-ranking official, but here, due to the relocation of the capital to Nanjing, Luzhou, which was originally a defensive state, has been downgraded to the Inspector Zhou, but even so, the Luzhou Inspector is still a fifth-rank official, and it is not ordinary people who can offend of.

Song Beiyun also knew that he was a little rude. After all, no matter what era it was, it was extremely low-level and degrading to laugh at people's names and physical disabilities, and they were ranked in no particular order.

But... I really can't help it.Beipo, this should be a number. It’s okay for those close to you to call it out, but others don’t know it, but he, Song Beiyun, knows it very well, because after more than 20 years, a person who has influenced the entire Han nation for a thousand years and will continue to influence it, so that many students A strange person who suffers from the pain of "reading and reciting the full text" will be born, and this person is named Dongpo...

However, North Po is earlier, so Dong Po imitated it, so this is original and cannot be cancelled.

"Everyone, spring comes early again, and it's not very pleasant to gather here now." Na Dongpo stepped forward and led out an eleven or twelve-year-old child from behind: "This is the son of my sister. I want to grow up today." I will bring it to him to gain insight. Come, Xiren."

Song Beiyun was eating candied fruit next to him, and he thought it was funny to see this black and thin child saluting his elder brother and sister like an unskilled little monkey. To help wild children, I can't wait to go to the five oceans to catch turtles all day long.

"Brother Xian, I'm Bao Xiren, if there is something I don't know, please forgive me."

He walked up to Song Beiyun to salute, and Song Beiyun subconsciously took out a piece of candy and put it in his hand. After putting it away, the child was also stunned for a moment, and Song Beiyun didn't expect that he would actually show all the habits he had when he was the king of children.

"Brother Xian...is this?"

"Good children need rewards." Song Beiyun didn't care. "Your name is Xiren? Eat more, you're dark and thin."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun smiled at him, and the child stuffed the candy into his cuff calmly with a smile on his face, thanked him and went to the next house to salute.

And in the process of his constant salutations, the more Song Beiyun heard the name, the more he felt familiar, Bao Xiren... Bao Xiren's, but he couldn't remember who this person belonged to. After all, this group of people was very troublesome, a mess a lot.

"oops!"

Song Beiyun suddenly had a flash of inspiration and jumped up from his seat excitedly. His action made everyone in the audience look at him, but Yusheng quickly pulled him down and gave him a reproachful look.

"What the hell..." Song Beiyun showed a smirk after sitting down, "I actually gave Bao Qingtian candy."

This child is none other than Bao Zheng and Bao Qingtian, from Hefei, dark and thin, and now in his early ten years old, doesn't this all match?Just now Song Beiyun felt that his name was familiar. When he was watching TV dramas, the Eight Wise Kings in it were called Xiren Xiren.

It's been ten years since I've been here, but I haven't seen any peerless beauties. On the contrary, the first one I saw was Bao Qingtian. It's ok... Quite ok, and this can be regarded as an intersection with historical celebrities.

His gaffe didn't cause any disturbances, after all, there were dozens of people sitting here, plus the people they brought, there were hundreds of people sitting upstairs and downstairs.

"Taking advantage of the beautiful scenery on this beautiful day, do you students have any good poems to read and appreciate?"

Here comes the main event. The highlight of this spring meeting is to kneel and lick the so-called contemporary talents. These young literary and artistic youths like to do these things when they are full and have nothing to do on weekdays.

Following Beipo's appeal, everyone presented a lot of their own good poems. As long as one person recites two poems, it will be full of applause, and everyone will praise them. If there are a few rhymes that are particularly good , will also be praised for outstanding literary talent and so on.

The audience was enthusiastic, but there were always people who were not willing to watch this, such as Song Beiyun and Bao Zheng.

There were three tables between them. Song Beiyun was eating the food on the table while peeking at the little girl around him. Bao Zheng didn't like the little girl yet, so he was secretly licking the piece of candy.

The two looked at each other inadvertently, looked at each other and smiled, both quite embarrassed.