Song Beiyun

What is the intention?Turtle, who is that?That's Yan Shu, not to mention this era, but looking at the entire Song Dynasty and even the entire history of East Asia, it is absolutely no problem that Yan Shu's cultural status ranks in the top twenty. You might be able to make it into the top five if you use the oil.

This is an empire destroyer dragon, standard hexagonal warrior!This good guy, Tang Poetry and Song Ci have been equally famous since ancient times, and the person who really created the halo of Song Ci is the young master of the Yan family. Who are the three King Kong under him?Fan Zhongyan, Wang Anshi and Ouyang Xiu heard this name like thunder.

This guy has written more than 1 words in his life, from officials to prime ministers in official history. Although at this time point due to the war and political chaos, he failed to become a child prodigy and Jinshi at the age of 14, but his talent is because of this. will decline?

"Song History" said that he "has beautiful articles and endless applications, especially his poems, which are elegant and sentimental".

However, it is said that this guy is also a lazy and hard-working person, he must be playful, and he doesn't know if he is lustful, after all, he hasn't been in contact with it yet.

"I see."

After listening to Song Beiyun's narration, the old imperial doctor nodded and said, "If that's the case, then I'll go find him."

After a while, the servants brought a slender and handsome young man to the front of the hall. Song Beiyun looked him up and down. Although he was a little different from the Yan Shu in his mind, he still looked talented, especially It was those eyes, although they looked ashamed in front of grandpa, but they were full of air when they rolled around.

"Call someone." The old imperial doctor ordered: "This is my junior brother, please call me uncle."

Yan Shu slightly raised his head and glanced at Song Beiyun, showing a disdainful expression inadvertently, but still said honestly, "Uncle."

"Don't dare, let's have our own opinions. You call me Grandpa, and I call you Brother. You are two or three years older than me."

According to his grade, Yan Shu happened to be twenty this year, and he was older than Song Beiyun, so he looked a little more mature than him.

"Junior Brother, you talk like that... Where do you put me? Oh, I call you Junior Brother, and you call my grandson a brother? Doesn't this mess up Gangchang?"

"Ah, ah..." Song Beiyun waved his hands impatiently, "Hurry up and play Wu Qinxi, I'll take your grandson out first."

The old imperial doctor curled his lips and stopped fussing with him, but just as he turned around, he suddenly called out to Song Beiyun: "Junior brother, come here. Senior brother has something to tell you, grandson, you wait outside."

Song Beiyun followed the old imperial doctor aside curiously: "What's the matter, brother?"

"I heard that you are going to see the Empress Dowager?"

"Maybe, what's wrong?"

The old imperial doctor took a deep breath: "There are two things you must keep in mind."

"Brother, you said..."

Song Beiyun couldn't help becoming nervous. After all, things related to the royal family, it's not okay to be careless. After all, the rules here are too scary.

"First of all, the Empress Dowager is the birth mother of King Fu, but King Fu was raised by the wife of South Korea. thorn, and Fu Wang only recognized Mrs. Han as his mother in his heart. Second..."

The old imperial doctor looked around, leaned close to Song Beiyun's ear and whispered, "The current sage is a mule."

"Hold the grass!" Song Beiyun jumped back: "Are you serious?"

"Then how can there be fakes?" The old imperial doctor narrowed his eyes: "It should be caused by falling from a horse at a young age."

"But didn't you say that the queen has it?" Song Beiyun's eyes were shining brightly: "Holding the grass, is it so exciting?"

"So I specially reminded my junior brother, if you see something, don't say anything! Remember, don't say anything."

"I'm so fucking scared."

"I'm so fucking afraid..." The old imperial doctor took a deep breath, "I can't sleep well now, if this gets out, guess what will happen?"

"You don't need to guess." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "This is too exciting."

"When did you know?" Song Beiyun squatted on the ground and lowered his voice extremely low: "Didn't you say it earlier?"

"I've always known." The old imperial doctor also lowered his voice: "It's not easy to talk nonsense."

"oops……"

Song Beiyun scratched his ears and cheeks: "This royal family is too exciting, too exciting."

"What's even more exciting is that today's Princess Ruibao is not the daughter of King Fu, but the King of Thailand." The old imperial doctor said in a godlike manner: "The King of Thailand participated in the rebellion... and was demoted to the common people. In order not to hurt her daughter, He adopted the child to King Fu."

"The king of Thailand... is he tall and thin?" Song Beiyun pointed to his cheek: "This one has a mole?"

"Have you seen it?" The old imperial doctor was stunned: "Oh... yes, you often come and go to Fu Wang's house. King Tai is the biological son of Mrs. Han, and the two are like brothers."

Song Beiyun rubbed his chin: "No wonder he cared so much about Jin Ling'er, no wonder, no wonder... how did Mrs. Han die?"

"The Empress Dowager was poisoned to death..." The old imperial doctor began to suppress his throat again: "I tested it myself, and I dare not say it. You must never say it. If you say it, King Fu will die on the spot."

"Is this royal so fucked up?"

"It's more than that... There is not a single heir of Emperor Taizong left. At that time, the rebellion was to create Emperor Taizong's lineage, that's all..." The old imperial doctor waved his hand: "Don't mention such things again, you should be careful yourself, and accompany you!" The king is like a tiger. The division now depends on you, the younger brother, so don't die."

Song Beiyun scratched his face: "I'm a little bit of a fucking panic."

"Treatly, like walking on thin ice." The old imperial doctor sighed, "I have come here all these years, brother."

After walking out of the house, Song Beiyun's mind was still a mess.Several pieces of information have been circling in my mind. First of all, King Fu and the Empress Dowager have no relationship, but they are mother and son.Then Zhao Xing is a mule...

As for Jin Ling'er, he had already known about it long ago, but he didn't know that she would be the uncle's daughter, but compared with Zhao Xing being a mule, it can only be said to be dull.

Zhao Xing is a mule!

Then who made the queen's belly bigger?There is a lot of fun here, just this one incident is enough to make the entire Wang family die from descendants, but at the same time, it is estimated that Da Song will also enter the storm ahead of time.

Hmm... After weighing the matter again and again, Song Beiyun decided to put this matter on hold for the time being. If he had the opportunity to meet Zhao Xing at that time, he would see for himself whether he was a mule as his senior brother said.

"Uncle Tong, I've been waiting for a long time." Song Beiyun walked out of the gate, his face changed into a smile: "It's the first time we meet, uncle and grandpa have nothing to give you."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun took out a [-]-guan Xu family cashier's note and stuffed it into Yan Shu's hand: "Take it to buy some food and drink, and treat it as the new year's money that my uncle has saved for you over the years."

Yan Shu was stunned, looked down at the promissory note stamped with the Xu family seal in his hand, stared blankly at Song Beiyun, and then his face immediately brightened: "Uncle, where are we going? "

"You really are a chameleon."

Chapter 182: On October 10th, it will be sunny, a Qing song full of wine, where will life not meet

"Grandpa is talking about He Huan and He Yinqing in the Kingdom of Jin."

Song Beiyun turned his head: "Know?"

Yan Shu flicked a piece of dog's tail grass in his hand, with a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's just a defeat. Just him? If you practice for a hundred years, it won't be much difference. I lost a head at the age of 14, and came back at the age of 15. At the age of 17 Lost three times in a row, now I'm afraid it will come again, I don't know whether this person came to compete or to have that Long Yang's good, I think I have a pretty face and come to take a look at me."

"So crazy?"

"Grandpa, it's not crazy, just like grandpa, your name is like thunder. Although your lyrics are not very good, you are indeed a good hand in governing the country. If it were me, it wouldn't work." Yan Shu was not polite at all. : "In short, that's it."

Song Beiyun was silent for a while, and then suddenly laughed: "You bastards who write sour articles, you spend all day in the wind and blood. Boy, do your family members know that you are so crazy?"

Yan Shu rolled his eyes. After all, the patron's father is not good at arguing. After all, he had already said something nice to the kid in front of him, but he still uttered wild words. Who is crazy?

"Okay, do you think you are proficient in everything, don't you? Come on, uncle and grandpa will educate you well today."

Song Beiyun did not expect that the person who opened the doors of the Northern Song Dynasty culture recorded in the history books would be so crazy when he was young, and he has never seen that look of contempt and arrogance in others so far.

But it's normal, the hexagonal warrior in the literary world of the Northern Song Dynasty, the ancestor-level figure who loves leisure and hates work, and the only person in the Northern Song Dynasty who held a high position but started well and ended well. The combination of these halos can indeed show that Yan Shu is not actually the old-fashioned scholar as he imagined. This guy... Must be a dodgy thing.

But if you want to say whether he is talented or not, he must be very talented, but is Song Beiyun teaching him enough?Naturally, it was enough, because what Yan Shu had to face now was not Song Beiyun, but Xin Qiji, Ouyang Xiu, Zhou Bangyan, Wu Wenying, Liu Yong, Qin Guan, Lu You, Li Qingzhao, Su Dongpo, including his own son Yan Jidao.

How to say this thing, even Yan Shu's talent can't stand up to that famous song by one person.From asking Qingtian when the bright moon will be there to getting drunk and startling the group of gulls and herons, who wouldn't be offended when he was angry, he just copied poems, anyway, he is not a good person.

With a glass of wine and a poem, and a meal with three thousand poems, Song Beiyun sprayed out other people's famous songs like playing: "Come on, you will pick it up for me, and you will be three people, pick it up!"

Yan Shu sat there, sweating profusely. He glanced at the words written in water on the table. If he couldn't connect them within three breaths, Song Beiyun would wipe them off with his hands and replace them with a new one.

"Crazy, let your grandpa be crazy again. Pick it up, there are three empty poems, and it's day and night, you pick it up." Song Beiyun ate a large piece of meat, and wrote another one on the table with his fingers The first lyric, with an unrestrained attitude: "Life is like a dream, and one is still in Jiangyue. Pick it up, pick it up quickly! The fourth song, hey brother, can you do it? Are you the only one who is still talented? Are you the only one who is still crazy? Okay, you are good at it." What? Die Lian Hua, right?"

Song Beiyun patted the table: "Shopkeeper, get your pen and ink, and ask for the best! Money is not a problem."

This voice attracted the diners around, and Song Beiyun pointed to Yan Shu's nose: "Boy, grandpa, just because I keep a low profile doesn't mean you can be crazy, isn't it just Die Lianhua?"

Soon the pen and paper were brought up, and Song Beiyun put one foot on the stool: "Come on, is your song going up the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world? OK, OK, I will pick up a song for you. You are sad Yanlan Weeping Dew, I will pick you up one who is leaning on a dangerous building and the wind is gentle, you know where the mountains are long and the rivers are wide, can I pick you up someone who is haggard for Yixiao?"

The Shuojin Song style is majestic, and Song Beiyun's posture is also bold and unrestrained. It is a bit tasteful to write "the belt is getting wider and I will not regret it" in this chiseled font.

Yan Shu looked at the poem, opened his mouth to say something wrong, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it, but he was not convinced, he sat there panting for breath, his face was flushed, and he took a sip of wine stuffy mouth.

"Come on, shopkeeper, I'll see you off." Song Beiyun tossed the piece of paper casually, and then said to Yan Shu, "Come on, show me off. No way, don't use Dielianhua, how about using Linjiangxian? The green mountain is still there, how many times?" Is it good or bad to spend the sunset red?"

Yan Shu snorted, wanted to walk away but felt embarrassed, so he could only sit there motionless, his face flushed with embarrassment.

"Uncle Tong, you are still young." Song Beiyun patted him on the shoulder and muttered drunkenly: "There is still a long way to go, young people can be crazy, but don't be arrogant, look at me, uncle, me It's very low-key. You young people just don't know how to restrain yourself, and you don't know the truth that there are heavens and humans outside the sky, and you say that uncle's words are not good, so now you come up with some better words than uncle's? "

How could it be possible? Yan Shu is not a god, but Song Beiyun produced a famous song for each person. The essence of the Song Dynasty and the Song Dynasty are all here, and it is impossible to compete with one person's strength.

Convinced?How could such a talented talent be convinced, but is there a way?Of course, there was no way around it, especially since Song Beiyun was younger than him, but this mouthful of grandpas made Yan Shu uncomfortable.

"Then why don't you go to fight the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin? Do you have to go?"

Song Beiyun sat down, picked up a piece of mutton and ate it, then drank a big mouthful of rice wine, wiped his mouth and raised his neck, "Isn't that bullying the small?"

Yan Shu turned his head away from him, this man was more or less shameless...

"Wait for the data to come out, and if you win, you'll get at least another [-] guan."

"Do it! I'll do it!!" Yan Shu immediately turned around: "What time is tomorrow?"

"Damn...you look like a rich family, okay? You are so greedy for money? The family doesn't give you money?"

Yan Shu was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "Who doesn't love money, the family has been in decline for the past few years, more money is always good."

"But let's say it first, if there are many people who buy Da Song and lose, you can play, otherwise you will have no money."

After Yan Shu's eyes wandered for a while, a smile appeared on his face: "There must be a lot of people who buy Da Song."

"Oh? Why do you think so?"

"The students who went here in the Song Dynasty are all mobs, such as Luzhou talents, Zhangzhou talents..." At this point, Yan Shu burst out laughing: "It's all about literacy."

Too much... This person is too much.At any rate, Beipo was a person who could recite poems and fight against each other. How could it be that he was only literate when it came to Yan Shu?

"Wen Shenggong's grandson will also be there."

"A straw bag." Yan Shu smiled nonchalantly, "Uncle... I won't call you Grandpa anymore, it sounds a bit disgusting to call you here, so I'll call you Beiyun in private."

"It's up to you, anyway, I'm younger than you." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "I'm still better than you."

Yan Shu pursed his lips and wanted to curse, but in the end he held back: "The grandson of Wen Shenggong's family is an idiot who can't even read a word. He is sought after by everyone and seems to think that he is really the number one genius in Jinling." , but it’s just a mediocre piece of trash.”

"Okay, don't beep and beep." Song Beiyun got up: "I'll take you to the casino and let you see what real gambling is like."

Hearing this, Yan Shu was rather curious. He smiled and asked, "Are you familiar with that casino?"

Song Beiyun didn't answer, just got up with a smile and took him there, and when he heard the shopkeeper in the casino called Song Beiyun's second owner, Yan Shu knew why this guy was so rich.

"The casinos are all owned by the public, but the operation and maintenance are performed by several major firms." Song Beiyun led Yan Shu to the back hall: "This time, I will show you how the opening is opened."

The two bypassed the heavy guards and came to the backyard of the casino. After entering the big house, they saw hundreds of people working hard, the abacus was crackling, and there were people holding a bunch of bamboo slips back and forth run around.

"The odds are being calculated here." Song Beiyun pointed to the busy scene in the casino: "Every hundred times the amount of betting outside will be passed to the inner hall, and the inner hall will adjust the odds according to the specific sole proprietorship. Do you think that betting Is it just whoever loses and who wins? Actually not.”

Song Beiyun walked to the front piece of paper and patted it with his hands: "How many questions did Jin Guo answer and how many questions came out. Da Song answered how many questions and how many questions came out. How many questions did Jin Guo write? How many poems have been published in the first Ci and Song Dynasty. Even what is the Ci card of each Ci in the two countries, there is a handicap here.”

After reading it, Yan Shu was very excited: "If I go, I can trade? If I guess everything correctly, how much should it be?"

"Guess all right?" Song Beiyun pointed at the odds above: "The odds accumulate and then double. It's about 440 seven times, and then double. Nearly a thousand times. Always go in, 1000, go out, [-] Go in and [-] million go out."

"How much can I get?" Yan Shu squinted his eyes: "I don't expect to make money on the gambling table. I just want to know how much is the share? If I kill them all, how much can I get?" become?"

"Baiyi." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "The profitable Baiyi this time is yours."

Yan Shu stood there and roughly calculated, then clapped his hands: "Yes!"

One percent sounds like a small amount.But this expedited handicap can earn more than a million guan, or even more. From the data he has seen now, Yan Shu calculated that if these gambling dogs are killed, the profit can be nearly 200 million guan. One is [-] guan, and there will be an even more exciting real-time game tomorrow, and then I will kill another game...

"No less than [-] guan, right." Song Beiyun leaned close to Yan Shu's ear and whispered, "Have you moved yet?"

Yan Shu didn't answer, but rolled up his sleeves lightly, with a vague smile on his face.

Chapter 183: October 10th is sunny and everyone is brothers

Today in Jinling, the brocade is like a flower, and the highest-level diplomatic team of the Kingdom of Jin is going to face the first head-on confrontation since the founding of the Song Dynasty with the Song Dynasty talent group.

Let alone the folks, even Zhao Xing was excited when he heard the news, but because he couldn't leave the palace, he was so anxious that he walked around the room.

"Wang Banban, have you placed your bet yet? I have been thinking about how to place the bet all night."

"Going back to the official house, I voted, but I don't know what will happen. The old slave even took out his pocket and gambled 300 guan." The old eunuch smiled all over his face: "If you buy our Da Song, you can win, but if you win, you can win. There are six hundred strings in the account."

"Look at your stingy look, I invested [-] guan to buy Da Song to win." Zhao Xing took a sip of tea and thought about it carefully: "No, you have to send someone to watch, if someone makes trouble, don't Blame me for being rude."

Zhao Xing was just playing around, and he didn't have any inside information, he just felt that the matter had come to an end, he just had fun, anyway, it would be best for Da Song to win, after all, this was not just a matter of a few coins, it was about Da Song's National face.

"Officials, it is said that there are several well-known talents in the mission from Jin Guo, known as Xiao Li Du."

"Where is Song Beiyun? Let Song Beiyun go to me!"