Song Beiyun

"Don't worry." Song Beiyun chuckled, "I'm a doctor, and I'm sure I won't harm patients, but I might forget to mention some precautions."

"Oh?"

"For example, the medicine I gave him is to soothe the nerves and calm the soul. It greatly reduces the desire value, and after drinking it, he feels drowsy and has no energy. Do you understand what I mean? It just doesn't work at all, and I can't get up again. Want to If there is that fatal pleasure again, he has to take Wushisan. That thing is not a good thing, once or twice is enough, you can see if he will be poisoned after a long time, and as a nerve stimulating drug, he There will be a stress reaction, such as phototropism, racing thoughts, and mania, which will eventually affect language and behavioral functions, and when organic lesions occur, he will be on the point of no return."

"You are so sinister and vicious, you are really bad." Miaoyan tugged Song Beiyun's ear: "I don't know how many episodes a person like you can live in a TV series. Also, what if he doesn't take the bait? Or say Can completely restrain desire or something."

"That's not possible. Look at his virtue that he still has to show off early in the morning. Don't worry about it. And you may not have a deep understanding of the mental journey of people who have taken drugs. You have already taken that step. This This kind of person who has nothing to do and doesn’t have to worry about life, you can’t imagine his emptiness. He claims to be a genius, but what else has he done besides pretending and eating and drinking? Oh, fuck. This kind of person Absolutely can't help it, you can relax."

Miao Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud: "How can you see such a waste? Have you experienced it?"

"It was a snowy winter, I sat in my room doing nothing, and then..." Song Beiyun sighed, "I started practicing yoga, but you will never guess what I practice yoga for."

Miao Yan thought about it for a while, and then burst out laughing, the kind that couldn't stand it, she was out of breath, and when she finally calmed down, she squeezed Song Beiyun's shoulder forcefully: "You...you are too bastard, what do you think."

"That's right, it's not unusual for this person to do anything when he's bored."

"Then did you succeed?"

"Of course not...Success can tell you? That's black history, okay?" Song Beiyun shuddered: "Now that I think about it, I even hate myself a little bit."

Chapter 163: On September 9th, Qingbai refined the golden cast iron bull

After this incident, the young master of the Wang family naturally didn't dare to delay any longer, and went back home after waking up, without even saying hello to Zuo Rou.

Thinking about it, even if Zuo Rou is the daughter of a Duke, but in the Song Dynasty where culture is extremely important over martial arts, what is her family's ability? Being able to marry the Wang family is considered a high point for her.

But Zuo Rou didn't care about it at all. After all, she didn't take the young master of the Wang family seriously. Since the young master Wang left, her mental state has improved, and when she heard that Song Beiyun was looking for a blacksmith, this fellow would He is more enthusiastic and serious than anyone else, seeing no one all day long, looking for a good blacksmith from all over the world.

"Look, the outside of this mold is plaster, and the inside is sifted yellow mud." Song Beiyun squatted in front of a yellow mud pit, his body was dirty, and beside him was the school lieutenant of the chief ordnance of Fu Wang's camp, He can be regarded as a good blacksmith: "We will pour this molten iron into it, and then take off the mold after it is formed."

No one could have imagined what Tangtang Jieyuan was doing since he disappeared from the party that day. Maybe they would not have thought that these scholars, who symbolized the highest level of culture in Luzhou Prefecture, were here all day long after killing those scholars. Wandering around in the mountains, his body was muddy like a farmer.

And what he has to do is to find yellow mud that can be used to cast molds. There is no shortcut to industry. Although he is really tired of leading people all day long, there is really nothing he can do. At the beginning stage, all he can rely on is his own hands.

"Master Song, why do you insist on using this mud? If you want to get mud, it's everywhere."

The school lieutenant was sitting next to him, his body was also in a mess, and beside them was a team of more than ten craftsmen who were resting there.

"You don't understand this. The mud you take cannot be used directly as a mold. It must be dried in the sun and then sieved. If other things are mixed in, the forged parts will have problems." Song Beiyun pinched a ball of yellow mud: "Look at this yellow mud, it's fine and soft, even if it's like this, it needs to be overfired, if there are too many impurities If the mold is not heated evenly, it will crack, and the part will be useless.”

At the beginning, these craftsmen somewhat looked down on Song Beiyun, thinking that he was just a scholar who knew a lot of craft skills. When Lord Fu told them to follow Mr. Song, they were dissatisfied in every way.

But after these four or five days, these people have gradually changed from disobedient to speechless to full of admiration. They thought that this scholar was acting like other masters, walking around a few times to find something to make a difference, but these few days Just look at him wandering all over the mountain with a hoe.

Big pits were dug one after another, and my fair skin was tanned, and I often even yelled and smashed stones and piled piles with the coolies.

In fact, Song Beiyun didn't come to do this stuff these days because he has nothing to do. He has to push away a lot of invitations and invitations every day. He doesn't see anyone, doesn't ask anyone, and just disappears early in the morning. I went up the mountain with my tools, and when I came back at night, I ate, took a shower, and fell asleep.

His reputation outside has already shaken the sky. He doesn't take any unparalleled medical skills or natural talents. Even Yusheng has begun to be praised by everyone. Many dignitaries want to make Yusheng a bridge, but Song Beiyun didn't even show his face.

"If this thing is finished, it will be the first-class treasure in the world." Song Beiyun leaned on a big rock, took out dry food and chewed: "At that time, you will be the only people in the world who can play with these treasures. When it comes to getting rich, it's as easy as having fun. You can even get promoted."

Cakes, they must be painted. Although Song Beiyun is still at the beginning, these things are achievable. Let’s not talk about the stove, which is more difficult. Just say that this water forging machine can be made, what the hell? Damascus knives, that's bullshit.Afterwards, there are integrated lightweight plate armor and so on.

What is the concept of fully protective uniform plate armor in this era?That's tantamount to being invulnerable to swords and guns. Except for things like strong crossbows and bed crossbows, other bows, arrows, knives and guns are just a joke.

When the time comes to get out the musket, even if it is not reloaded with metal fixed ammunition, it will be devastating to the cavalry.More importantly, when the water forging machine appeared, his ultimate dream, the bazooka, could be produced. Once that thing was installed in batches, it meant that he had the capital to resist this era.

However, there is a saying that everything is difficult at the beginning. Even if you have a complete design, if you want to make the world's first water forging machine step by step, only Song Beiyun can understand the hard work and dedication involved.

Moreover, this thing is relatively cumbersome. Once it is installed, it will be difficult to move around like his pots and pans. Therefore, this experimental device must be placed in a suitable position. Song Beiyun's current future is still far away Quite confused, because the matter of Fu Wang has not yet been settled, so he does not know what will happen in the future, but one thing is certain, this thing must not be handed over to others to operate casually. It depends on where he will be taken to become an official now, and he can make a decision when this matter is settled.

"Get mud today, and wash the mud tomorrow to dry you. It's too much." Song Beiyun pointed to the big hole on the ground: "Let's take a thousand catties first."

After dragging more than 1000 catties of yellow mud into the barracks, Song Beiyun saw that it was getting late, and he was really tired, so he didn't bother to eat here, and walked home staggering.

He was walking on the street, but no one noticed that he was a genius. He was wearing straw sandals, his trousers were rolled up high, and his whole body was earth-colored. The look of a scholar is clearly that of a farmer who has returned from the land. Walking on the street let alone people surrounding him, even those vulgar girls are afraid that they will be unable to avoid them.

"Wanted another day in the mountains?"

Qiao Qiao fetched water to wash away the mud on his body, and smiled, "I received more than ten greeting cards for you today, you really don't care about it?"

"Whatever that is." Song Beiyun buried his head in the bucket, and after washing it, the bucket of water turned to yellow mud. He raised his head and spit out: "Those bastards, it's better for them to spend time and drink Accompany me at home to cook and chat with Qiaoqiao."

Qiao Qiao smiled with peach blossoms all over her face: "That's right, there is a woman who is called the second most beautiful woman in Luzhou and wants to invite Song Jieyuan to come to the house for a talk."

"The second beauty?" Song Beiyun grinned, "Who is the first?"

"Princess……"

"Jin Ling'er asked me to go to the palace for dinner today, but I didn't go, and I went to see his second beauty?" Song Beiyun spat: "It's alright, alright, don't keep thinking that I'm a lecher, okay, I Not that kind of person."

Qiaoqiao squinted her eyes, distrust was written all over her face.

"Really, in fact, you also know it, except that I fell into Jin Ling'er's evil spirit for some reason, I really didn't flirt with women, okay?"

"Wonderful words."

Song Beiyun was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to answer for a long time.

Qiao Qiao pouted her lips, and while splashing the floral soap given by Miao Yan on Song Beiyun's head, she said aggrievedly: "When she came that day, I saw her, and she put up a woman's head. This matter , don’t say that it has nothing to do with you.”

"I..." Song Beiyun sighed, "Qiaoqiao baby, do you believe me or not?"

"letter."

"Actually, I didn't do anything with her. She just used me to avoid harassment." Song Beiyun said helplessly, "Really..."

Qiaoqiao didn't say a word, just picked up a towel and wiped Song Beiyun's back: "That's up to you."

It's over... This is obviously angry.

Just as Song Beiyun was about to explain, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and he just walked over with his pants on and his upper body naked and opened the door.

And with such a sudden pull of the door, a handsome boy of fifteen or sixteen stumbled in from outside. Song Beiyun looked him up and down: "Who are you looking for?"

"Please...Excuse me..." The boy's voice was thin, resembling a daughter's voice: "Does Master Song Beiyun live here?"

"Huh? Why are you looking for me?" Song Beiyun glanced at him up and down: "Are you a man or a woman?"

This child really can't tell if it's a boy or a girl. Zuo Rou, a man disguised as a woman, can tell it's a girl at a glance, no matter in appearance or temperament.But this kid really couldn't tell, his brows looked a little like a boy but his temperament was very feminine.

"You...you can call me Xiaoyu, I am under Wang Daban's command."

"Oh, eunuch." Song Beiyun threw the towel back, "Come in."

After closing the door, the little eunuch with red lips and white teeth followed behind Song Beiyun with his head down. He looked up at his muscular waist and abdomen from time to time, and then quickly lowered his head.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

Song Beiyun continued to clean up. He didn't need to care about anything in front of a eunuch. This group of people were neither male nor female, and they had no organs and no ability.

"It's like this. Wang Daban asked the villain to tell Mr. Song that the mastermind behind the plot to assassinate Mr. Song has been found out." The little eunuch wrapped his sleeves and replied in a low voice: "It's the White Lotus Cult. Your lord's trip to Qimen caused the White Lotus Sect to lose hundreds of thousands of silver coins, so they want to take revenge on Lord Song."

"That's it?" Song Beiyun frowned: "It's just that it was found out? What about the follow-up?"

"This... I don't know, but Wang Daban asked the villain to stay by Mr. Song's side these days, to protect Mr. Song well, until Mr. Song enters Beijing."

"you?"

Song Beiyun was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "You have small arms and legs."

"Use Lord Song's test."

"Hey... the little thing is pretty crazy."

Chapter 164: September 9th is sunny, this flower really fits in Yaochi

Song Beiyun was panting with his hands on his knees, but the little eunuch stood there with his hands behind his back without changing his face or beating his heart, and he was judged for his superiority.

And just now, Song Beiyun was attacking the whole time. The little eunuch didn't even make a move, but kept dodging. He was as unpredictable as a loach. After several rounds, Song Beiyun was exhausted.

"Master Song, the villain is not allowed to attack Master Song, please forgive me." The little eunuch laughed, and there were two dimples on his face with baby fat, which looked cute: "But the villain did not expect that, Mr. Song is so skilled, he doesn't look like a scholar at all."

"Damn, you're talking sarcastic." Song Beiyun sat down at the mouth of the well, "How old were you when you started practicing?"

"Three years old, because it is to protect the official family, all the brothers and sisters are working extremely hard."

Hold……

Song Beiyun was convinced, and he knew why he couldn't beat him. This thing is a legendary master, just like Zhongnanhai's bodyguard.They were carefully selected from the moment they were born, and they started training after a little shaping. They were born to protect the emperor.

"Si Ming Si Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Song Beiyun let out a long breath, and smoothed his chest: "Little eunuch, have you eaten yet?"

"You can just call him Xiaoyu." The little eunuch loves to laugh, he always has a smile on his face: "Master Song don't care about me, I'm just a slave to protect Mr. Song."

"Don't, don't, it's about a pair of chopsticks." Song Beiyun stepped forward and put his arms around the young eunuch's thin shoulders: "Let's go, eat fish today."

The little eunuch was obviously not used to physical contact, and his face showed a bit of twitching, but he couldn't disobey Song Beiyun, so he had to be dragged into the dining hall by him.

Today, there were only Song Beiyun and Qiaoqiao at home. Yusheng was temporarily called by his classmates to socialize. Zuo Rou, the rice cooker, should have brought Qiaoyun to Tongling County. She meant that there are more blacksmiths there, so you can find Find top players.

Anyway, she was going to realize her Jianghu dream in a different way. After all, Song Beiyun mentioned that if this thing is successful, it can forge a precious sword that cuts iron like mud.

Naturally, the food was plentiful. Song Beiyun worked hard every day these days. Of course, he would not treat himself badly, and he didn't take it seriously when he added a pair of chopsticks to the little eunuch.

"Little fish, how old are you?"

"Sixteen." The little eunuch replied honestly, "Sixteen in three months."

Even before he was 16 years old, he was so powerful. If he thought about it, it would be useful if he cut it. Song Beiyun thought about it, thinking that if he cut it when he was seven or eight years old, he might be better than him now, but ... After all, I can't bear it.

"What is your position in the Commander's Department?"

"The villain has no right or position, he is just an errand."

Professional player... This is a professional player. It seems that the old eunuch Wang really has something under his command.

This little eunuch is actually very quiet, even when he is eating, he is silent and careful, his eyes are always on Song Beiyun's body, and if there is a slight disturbance outside, his head will be raised, and he will listen carefully to the source of those voices, The reaction speed is absolutely terrifying.

"What do you do on weekdays?"

"The villain will mix with other companions as ordinary palace people to protect the official house. If anyone has evil intentions, they will be killed."

The little eunuch spoke softly, and then laughed again with a harmless look on his face.But it is such a harmless and handsome little thing, the words that come out of its mouth are shocking...

"That's it... I heard that you are masters of flying leaves and folding flowers, show me your skills."

Facing Song Beiyun's unreasonable request, Xiaoyu did not refuse. He just picked up a chopstick and flicked it casually. The chopsticks sank into the wall and made an imperceptible sound. When Song Beiyun stepped forward to check, he found that The chopsticks had penetrated more than half an inch into the wall.

"Hey... If this is tied on the body, it will be a pair of piercings."

"Don't ask for the truth, just ask for the heart."

Sure enough... just like the old man said, real martial arts practitioners practice killing techniques. Song Beiyun thought that even in his prime, he couldn't avoid the chopsticks at all. Maybe he wouldn't be pierced, but he would definitely be injured. .

"Amazing..." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Xiaoyu, then come and protect me. Did the old eunuch tell you anything else?"

When he heard the word "old eunuch", Xiaoyu frowned slightly, but he didn't have any special reaction. He just said with a smile: "Wang Daban told me not to listen to my lord's nonsense."

"Old man!" Song Beiyun slapped the table, "I'm afraid he forgot who saved his dog's life."

Xiaoyu didn't speak, just smiled and narrowed his eyes, watching Song Beiyun quietly from the side.

But speaking of personal protection, there is also a troublesome place, that is, it is difficult to arrange sleeping arrangements. Xiaoyu said that he only needs to find him a place to shelter from the wind and rain, but Song Beiyun is obviously sorry, and he begged for a long time before Qiaoqiao agreed. Sleep in the same room with yourself, and let Xiaoyu sleep in the pretty room.

And after that, he really entered the nightmare state. As long as he made any movement, he would turn his head and find Xiaoyu standing behind him, whether it was going to the kitchen to steal food in the middle of the night or going to the toilet.

"Little fish." Song Beiyun mixed the cooked buckwheat noodles with ingredients and gave some of them to Xiaoyu: "You don't have to follow all the time."

"Lord Song, don't make things difficult for a villain, that's where the responsibility lies." Xiaoyu replied with a smile: "If Master Song loses a single hair, Xiaoyu will have to die as an apology."

"Hey... the feudal system kills people." Song Beiyun squatted by the well in the middle of the night, eating cold noodles: "Say it."

"Sir, please speak."

"You are such a good-looking child, how could you be chosen to go to the palace in the first place?"

Xiao Yu held the noodle bowl in silence, and after a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "I don't know..."

"Okay, okay, I don't force you to tell, this is quite painful." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "Go and rest after eating."

"Thank you, Master Song."

Song Beiyun has seen so many people, but among the boys, this little fish may be the most beautiful, maybe because he has cut things since he was a child, he is different from normal boys, his skin is smoother, The face is also more rounded, the voice is indistinguishable from men and women, and the lips are red and the teeth are white.

Let's say he is feminine, but he doesn't feel like a pussy at all. He looks like a martial arts practitioner, with a tall and straight figure and strong steps. It seems that the waist and horse have become an instinctive type.And because he is a bodyguard for the royal family, there is nothing wrong with his etiquette and posture, and his body does not have the urine smell of ordinary eunuchs, but has a light saponin smell, which should be there every day. bath.

"By the way, if you're hungry, there's something to eat in the refrigerator in the kitchen, and you can warm it up yourself."

"That...Master Song." Xiaoyu suddenly raised his head, looking at Song Beiyun with sparkling eyes: "I have a question, I wonder if I can ask Master Song."

"You said."