Song Beiyun

"I know, I know, why would I say it outside?"

After combing his hair and putting it on the back of his head, Song Beiyun turned around in front of the bronze mirror, having a good time, "This dress is really pretty, very pretty."

"Okay, okay, let's go, don't let Miss handle it alone, she can't handle it. Then someone will take advantage of it, and you may cry."

"Taking advantage of her? I saw that the Wang family was about to cry. After all, an eldest grandson died in Luzhou for no apparent reason." Song Beiyun picked up the oil-paper umbrella: "Let's go."

"Go early and come back early, I'll warm some sweet soup for you."

"Ah."

Walking out of the alley, it happened that the sky was getting late and the autumn rain was hazy. The bluestone slabs under the feet accompanied by the sound of dripping rain were quite a bit like the deep trails in Liaozhai, with blue bricks and green tiles, and a tree of jasmine.

This is probably the so-called sense of the times. Walking on such a small road, you can't help but become a part of this era, and it is difficult to break free from it.

In fact, to be honest, Song Beiyun has been working hard to resist his own identity these years. Simply put, he does not agree with his own identity. It's with the inexplicable thinking of "I dare to kill chickens in Tianji Province, so I'm afraid of you, a little emperor?"

But as the intersection with this era deepened, Song Beiyun thought that he might really not be able to go back, and he became more and more used to everything brought to him by this time.

Maybe this is what people call the irresistible trend. Apart from this, there is nothing else. As for the emperor and the imperial power, it is said that the king is a mountain, but it depends on which mountain is still there for thousands of years.

Walking out of the alley, Song Beiyun raised his head to look at the sky, shook the water droplets on the umbrella, and got into the sedan chair that Beipo had already prepared for him. As the sedan chair shook when it was lifted, Song Beiyun pushed it away. Lianzi glanced at the people outside who were making a living in the rain, laughed and said to himself: "Now I have become the master of others."

The young man who wanted to fight against the times finally began to join forces. Probably the moment the sedan chair was lifted up, it meant that he was completely separated from the past.

The sedan chair creaked and came to the Tiantian Restaurant in the Heaven and Earth, which has suddenly become famous in Luzhou these days. The biggest difference between this place and the restaurant in the world is probably the word "expensive". The same dishes in the Heaven Restaurant are better than the world. The wine shop is twice as expensive, and the quantity is still less, but it has a nice name and an exquisite presentation.

For example, the roasted pigeons in the restaurants in the world are called lovebirds here, and one serving has been changed from one to three. Hanging money has become two hanging money.

According to normal people's thinking, only ghosts will go to the Heavenly Food Shop on this day, but when the accounts are settled in a month, the heaven and the world are almost [-]-[-], and sometimes the net profit of the Heavenly Food Shop is [-]-[-]% higher.Therefore, ordinary people can't experience the happiness of rich people at all.

After putting away the umbrella, he handed it to the boy at the door, and the boy smiled: "Master..."

"...Why is it you again? Aren't you in the world?"

"Hehe, the villain's performance has been particularly good in the past two months, and he was brought here by the big shopkeeper. Now the villain is already the foreman." The young man pointed to the bamboo plaque on his chest, proudly: "Hehe... "

"Hey, don't call me boss."

"Design." The servant nodded earnestly: "Is the master coming to a banquet today or a banquet?"

"Go to the banquet, Master Wang."

"The villain understands, my boss will come with me." The boy turned around and handed the umbrella to a waiter, and then hung a label from the umbrella and hung it on the shelf beside him: "The prince of the Wang family is on the third floor." A package of Tianzi, the villain will take you there."

"No need." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Go and do your work, it's in the Purple Bamboo Forest, right?"

"Ah."

While talking, the boy brought a plate from the side, and there was a hot towel on the plate: "Master, wipe your hands."

Wiping his hands with this scented towel, Song Beiyun slowly climbed up the stairs, and the staff in uniforms walked around serving the dishes in an orderly manner, and there was no noise like that in ordinary restaurants and restaurants. , there is only a quiet area, and the environment is also very good. Behind the small building is a garden, in which there are many beautiful birds and animals, which are really impressive.

When I came to this purple bamboo forest, the gate was open, and there was a young man sitting on the seat facing the gate. He was reading a book in his hand, and beside him sat Zuo Rou with straight eyes. .

She no longer had the look she had at noon, she sat there like a walking dead, a formulaic smile appeared on her face when she heard the movement, and then she continued to stare at the pair of chopsticks in front of her in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, everyone The probability should be that Shenyou Taixu rode a horse to conquer the world.

Song Beiyun walked in, Zuorou didn't look at him, but Beipo stood up immediately: "Your brother is here?"

Song Beiyun cupped his hands at him, while Beipo smiled and said, "Brother Wang, this is the Jieyuan."

Young Master Wang put down the book slowly, raised his eyes to look around at Song Beiyun a few times, and said unhurriedly: "He is indeed a handsome young man, since Xie Yuanding is a great talent."

"Don't dare, a little scholar would not dare to be called talented in front of the world-famous family of literary sages."

Song Beiyun cupped his hands, but when his voice came out, Zuo Rou, who was in a daze, suddenly jumped up, as if the battery had just been replaced, and she came back to life all of a sudden.

Song Beiyun glanced at her, and continued: "The descendant's surname is Song, and his first name is Beiyun. He has long admired the reputation of the prince, but now he sees it and sees it. He looks like a dragon and a phoenix."

"There's no need to be too polite." Prince Wang waved his hand casually: "Please sit down."

According to the normal principle, this kind of banquet is a banquet for talented scholars, and usually does not bring family members, but for some reason today, Prince Wang had a whim and wanted to bring his fiancée to have a better understanding, and show her what talented people in the world are like. Compliment yourself.

Soon all the people for today's private banquet arrived, and the wine and dishes were served one after another. Prince Wang first gave a speech with wine, and after talking nonsense, he began to introduce Zuo Rou to the gifted scholars present.

"This is my fiancée, the daughter of Duke Ding. I have never seen such a scene since I was a gentle and virtuous child. Please don't blame me if you are negligent."

Gentle and virtuous... that's the whole word.Song Beiyun almost laughed. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zuo Rou's fierce eyes. He pretended not to see it, but raised his wine to toast to her, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Mrs. Qingcheng, close moon and shameful flowers, and Wang Gongzi are a perfect match, a match made in heaven, such a pair of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies."

She crushed the small wine glass in Zuo Rou's hand with a click, and she immediately shook the wine glass. Upon hearing the movement, the young master of the Wang family turned his head and said softly, "What's wrong with Rou'er?"

Zuo Rou squinted at Song Beiyun, but said in a low voice, "I didn't hold my hand firmly and fell down."

"Oh, be careful, don't hurt your hands." Prince Wang warned with utmost gentleness, then he raised his head and said to the waiter at the door: "Come here, change a wine glass."

Song Beiyun didn't speak, but quietly gestured with his hands a few times, Zuorou rolled his eyes, turned his head and said to Young Master Wang, "I'm going to wash my hands."

"Well, let's go."

Before she left, Song Beiyun got up and said to Beipo, "Brother Beipo, let me go and make things easier."

"Well, no problem."

Not long after he left, Zuo Rou followed, and they entered an unoccupied box downstairs one after the other.

Song Beiyun looked around and found no one, so he closed the door: "Gentle and virtuous."

Zuo Rou spread out her hands and said pitifully, "It's broken..."

"Who told you to pinch it." Song Beiyun took out gauze and iodine from the small kit bag he carried with him: "You know I carry this with me, so it's on purpose."

"Dog thing..." When she was giving Zuo Rou the medicine, she bit Song Beiyun's shoulder in pain: "It hurts..."

"Be patient." Song Beiyun gently cleaned her wound: "I think the young master of the Wang family treats you very well."

"What a fart." Zuo Rou snorted coldly: "It's just a bastard, you will find a way to kill him later."

"Don't hurt me if you don't want to live." After cleaning her wound, Song Beiyun leaned over her neck and smelled it: "Have you used Jinling'er's essential oil?"

"She uses mine, so of course I want to use hers. If you don't give it to her, beat her up, and she can't beat me." Zuo Rou said confidently, and then hit Song Beiyun: "Get me some more."

"All right, all right, I'll give it to you." Song Beiyun sighed and said, "Don't worry about this, it will definitely make it difficult for you to get married."

"Jin Ling'er came up with an idea with me. If you are really useless, tell me to tell the official that it's already darkened."

"You can't listen to anyone else!" Song Beiyun patted her forehead: "She has nothing else but this trick, and it's easy for her to use. If you use it, you'll be screwed and your father will be hurt, but No way."

"Then I don't care about that much. If you don't do things well, just wait to pick up the broken shoes." Zuo Rou said confidently, "Anyway, I don't have much to do. If it's cheap, it will be cheap for you."

"Your level of diction is really top-notch." Song Beiyun sighed, "It's the first time in my life that I heard a woman call me a broken shoe."

Chapter 158: On September 9, the rain is green and the grass beside the river is soft

Returning from downstairs, naturally the two of them couldn't be together, Zuo Rou took a step first, and Song Beiyun dawdled for a few minutes before going up.

Sitting down again, Beipo, who was drinking and chatting, suddenly frowned, turned his head to look at Song Beiyun, and then poked his head to sniff around him a few times. Although his expression was dignified, he didn't say much.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere in the room became lively. Even the nerdy prince was keen to play the game of throwing pots and punishing wine. Zuo Rou took the opportunity to say that she was a little tired, so she left early.

After the woman was gone, a group of young people who had drunk had more fun playing, but Song Beiyun couldn't get excited at all, and sat beside him in a daze.

He sort of knew why Zuo Rou was in a daze, and now he feels the same when sitting here, he took the high-speed train from Hefei to Hangzhou when he was wandering in the void.

When he was in a daze, Beipo walked over with a face as heavy as water, and came to Song Beiyun's side: "My dear brother, come along with me."

Of course, Song Beiyun didn't know what he was going to do, so he naturally followed. The two came outside. Seeing that there was no one around, Beipo frowned slightly: "My dear brother, tell Brother Wei that you and the Princess Changping What's the relationship?"

"Princess Changping? Who is it?"

"Daughter of Duke Ding, Princess Changping." Beipo was obviously stunned for a moment: "You don't know?"

"Since when is she the princess?" Song Beiyun obviously didn't realize it: "She is not the princess at all."

Beipo looked him up and down, with a clear expression on his face: "Soon, on the day she gets married, she will be named Princess Changping."

"Oh...seal it."

Beipo let out a long sigh: "At this time, I shouldn't have said it as a brother, but...brother, let's break it when it's right."

Song Beiyun was also puzzled, why was he spotted by Beipo?It seems that I didn't behave well, so it was seen?

Perhaps because of the expression on Song Beiyun's face, Beipo knew that he was wondering, so he simply explained in a low voice: "Just now when you came back from the house, you smelled of the princess's body, which is Lian... Lian Wang Brother has never been contaminated, you..."

This stupid woman!Song Beiyun suddenly realized that she had been rubbing against her body all day long, and now she is fine, people can smell it!

"The love between men and women is a great desire in human relations. There is nothing wrong with it. But this married woman, I read this book of sages, and there are some things that I should not get involved in. If people find out the clues, not to mention the ruin of the family, the Wang family I am afraid that my brother will be murdered." Beipo sighed: "You and I met by accident, and after a long time, I will regard you as a brother, so don't do anything stupid."

"I see..." Song Beiyun cupped his hands in thanks, "I know what to do now."

"That's good. I just paid special attention to it. The future Princess Zuo doesn't want to play games for a moment. His eyes are all on the virtuous brother. Even his unmarried husband has never taken a look. I always Standing in front of you is because I am afraid that people will see the clue." Beipo looked up at the courtyard and sighed: "My dear brother, you are still young, and the road is still long."

So what do you say?This woman must be smart, she has been in the same frame with Jin Ling'er so many times, and she didn't show her secrets even once, but she showed her feet only once in the same frame with Zuo Rou.What to watch if you have nothing to do, haven’t you seen enough for so many years?

"Speaking of which... Brother Xian, you haven't had that... that with Princess Zuo, have you?" Beipo's voice was extremely low: "But you have to control yourself!"

"How could it be? Don't worry, don't worry, no." Song Beiyun waved his hands again and again: "I...hey, don't talk about it, I'll listen to Brother Beipo."

"That's good." Beipo looked back at the room: "Let's go and have some fun."

"Ah."

In fact, games in this era are really boring. Song Beiyun thinks it's time to invent some party games suitable for the upper class. Otherwise, such occasions will definitely be indispensable in the future. Is it okay to be autistic?

Almost all the games in the field revolved around the young master of the Wang family, and his status was doomed to such an ending, so gradually he also found it boring.

At this moment, Song Beiyun came forward keenly and said, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, it's still early, why don't you let my younger brother do his best as a landlord and take a few of you to a good place?"

"Where are you going?" Young Master Wang asked curiously, "You are also a local? You are from the same village as Beipo, right?"

Beipo walked forward with a smile: "Then I dare not compare this with Brother Beiyun. He is a genius who can solve the Yuan Dynasty. Back then, I was only No.4. Why not let Brother Beiyun do all the work today?" The friendship of the landlord is over."

The young master of the Wang family who said these words laughed out loud, he clapped his hands and said, "Then I don't know where brother Beiyun is going to take me?"

Song Beiyun laughed softly: "People in the world say that the fireworks will go down in Yangzhou in March, but when it comes to the fireworks, except for the Suhangyang Town in the world, this Luzhou is also the best in the world. Luzhou's painting boats are the best in the world. Tonight It’s a beautiful day, Mr. Wang, why don’t you follow my younger brother into the boat, and try to see if the Feishui Cave Sky can catch up with the Qinhuai Fengyue?”

"Okay, okay, it's so good!" Young Master Wang clapped his hands: "Then lead the way ahead."

As Young Master Wang said, he ordered someone to go down to pay the bill, but after a while, the servant came up and said that the bill had been settled. After asking, he looked at Song Beiyun a few more times, with a smile on his face.

The distance between Tiantian Restaurant and the boat painting boat is not far, that is, a few steps away, so they didn't take a sedan chair, but walked up there on foot.

Here, Song Beiyun greeted Miaoyan in the afternoon. Although it was not a chartered boat, the top girls had already picked up the cards in advance to prevent others from ordering.

After they went up, it was naturally full of spring. The venue for the witty talk itself was the most novel and exciting venue in the country. If you want to talk about it in the future, it must be a venue with an upper limit of [-].

"Several brothers, I'll go and make some arrangements, and you guys have fun."

After Song Beiyun settled the gang of perverts, he left the small room and walked to the boss's office. He was no stranger to this place.

Pushing the door open, Miaoyan sat inside, half-unsolved, playing wooden puzzles. He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Beiyun: "Today, I will give you a [-]% discount on all purchases. Five thousand coins is no problem, right? A dozen people share On average, everyone doesn’t have much money.”

"Okay, no haggling in nightclubs." Song Beiyun walked to her side: "You have to say hello, let those little sisters use all their skills."

"Don't worry." Miao Yan stared intently at the ornaments in her hand, but she didn't have any distractions: "They are all professional, I'm afraid they won't get up tomorrow morning."

Song Beiyun laughed, and took out the [-]-guan seal of Xu Jiatong: "[-]-guan, don't look for it."

Miao Yan took the money and said without looking up: "Thank you boss, the boss made a fortune."

After she finished speaking, she yelled, and an older woman came in, and said with a witty words: "Go and let the girls start, the reward is doubled today, this uncle gave [-] guan, and left [-] guan." Operating expenses, and everything else will be shared.”

The old bustard glanced at Song Beiyun with a smile: "Young master is generous."

"You're my son-in-law?" Miao Yan raised her head and said dumbfoundedly, "Auntie, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay, miss, you can stay with my uncle for the rest of your life. I'll take care of these things."

The old bustard took the ten thousand pens and walked out happily, and after a while, I heard a group of girls cheering, that kind of joyful cheering.

"Sure, keep the management in order." Song Beiyun took advantage of the situation and sat on his rocking chair: "Who would have thought that the strange woman who runs a brothel so well is actually a young girl who has never even been in love."

"Bah, bah, bah." Miao Yan rolled his eyes: "I've been teasing me with this all day long. By the way, the person who can make you Mr. Song so caring is not an ordinary person, right?"

"That……"

"Wait." The wonderful words interrupted Song Beiyun's words: "Let me guess who can make Young Master Song spare no effort."

Song Beiyun raised Erlang's legs: "Okay, you guess."

"According to the logic of your behavior, there must be a reason for flattering, but what is the reason? I think there are only two, one is that you want to win people's hearts, and the other is that you have a strong purpose. As for winning people's hearts, it's still early. You are just a little piece of trash who just won the exam, so it is purposeful." Miaoyan continued to play with building blocks while saying: "As for purpose, let me think about it, asking for money is impossible, you Not short of money. It is impossible to ask for an official, your backer is Lord Fu. That is to ask for marriage, there is only one person who can be married to you and brought here by you."

After the wonderful words were finished, he raised his delicate face and looked at Song Beiyun: "It's Wang Yan, the grandson of Wen Shenggong in the capital. Zuorou's fiancé, the first man you want to kill."

Song Beiyun was silent for a moment: "Tell me, how about I strangle you to death now?"

"Stop messing around, if you're willing, I'd be dead long ago." Miao Yan stretched her waist: "I'm sleepy, you go play first, or do you want to sleep with me?"