Song Beiyun

"Divide the Imperial City Division into two, each with its own duties. You submit for audit, and I submit for discipline inspection." Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes and laughed: "You are in charge of targeting the Queen Mother, and I am in charge of targeting your father-in-law. In the end, the power is monstrous together."

"Yo yo yo... This is really great, great!" Yan Shu stood up and paced back and forth: "And what happens after they make a mess?"

"That's the time for you and me to reap the harvest, but you have to remember one thing, the Imperial City Division will be split up one day, and one is indispensable." Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes: "We must never allow one party to be weak. Do you know why?"

"One family is the only big one, and it will be bombarded by five thunders." Yan Shu nodded seriously and said, "Let me think about it."

"If there are no accidents." Song Beiyun crossed his arms: "Chun Wei, you and I must have a champion and a second place."

"I'll be the champion!" Yan Shu raised his chin: "It doesn't matter, I will be the champion."

"It's not up to you, it's the result of the struggle at the top. If the queen mother loses, I'll be the second place. If your father-in-law loses, I'll be the number one." Song Beiyun lay on the bed and raised his legs: "Also, what do you give these days?" I stay away, and I have to fight against me everywhere, you know? Just turn against each other."

"What kind of enmity?"

Song Beiyun tilted his head and thought for a while: "I criticized your words as worthless."

"It...it's worthless."

"Oh, why are you so annoying? I'm so annoying!" Song Beiyun kicked Yan Shu: "Is it possible to hate someone? Hate to the bone."

"I have no one in my eyes, how can I get into my bones? Are they worthy?"

Yan Shu sneered, and when he turned around, he found that Song Beiyun had already started to touch the stick under the bed. He quickly waved his hand: "Bone to the bone! Isn't it okay to go to the bone? If you have something to say, talk about it, how can a gentleman wield a knife and a gun, really."

Song Beiyun put down the stick after hearing what he said, and clapped his hands: "Let your little lady talk about being abused by others, how did you deal with it?"

"No problem at all. Zhao Xiang stayed up all night after looking for someone to check his body. He was full of grief and indignation. He went to the court early this morning to make a speech. Little Miss Zhao was also obedient and just cried. Then I am generous and don't care about it. Instead, The betrothal gift has more than doubled, so I think it should be over." Yan Shu scratched his chin: "I thought it was a bit too much before, after all, it was related to a woman's reputation, but now it seems that this is simply a stroke of genius. What do you think?"

"Don't ask, it's over by any means. Anyway, what we want is not a false name, but the maximization of benefits." Song Beiyun paused for a moment, then looked up at the ceiling: "Oh... yes, from now on, you will be with those idiots Lots of fellowship."

"Why?"

"You have to crusade me! Criticize me with words and pens." Song Beiyun pointed at himself and said solemnly: "You will turn me into a villain who will not be tolerated by the world. You want to drink my blood and eat my flesh. You have to scold me , the more ruthless the better."

"You... are you going to pollute yourself?"

"What self-defilement, obviously you are the ones who defiled me." Song Beiyun yawned: "You have to secure my position as the leader of Shilin."

"Yan Shu Literature Award!" Yan Shu raised a finger: "Otherwise I won't do it!"

"All right, all right, Literary Award Literary Award, I will support you with the prize money."

"make a deal."

The shady deal was concluded at Song Beiyun's bedside. On the second day, as expected, Yan Shu was transferred to the Imperial City Department to report and was a hand-picked adjutant.

Song Beiyun held a welcome party for Yan Shu in the yamen, but the two of them seemed to have some contradictions in their words, but they were overheard by those slick guys below.Within a few hours, the entire Imperial City Division was discussing the discord between Lord Song and Lord Yan.

Some even spoke with certainty, saying that Lord Song belonged to the Empress Dowager and Lord Yan belonged to Prime Minister Zhao.

And as if to prove that what they said was right, Yan Shu began to check the accounts of the Imperial City Secretary that afternoon, and then asked those officials in charge of the accounts to enter the room one by one to question.

Although nothing was found out, it fundamentally confirmed the rumor that the new Mr. Yan and Mr. Song were quite different.

This time, the atmosphere of the Imperial City Division who had just been happy for a few days suddenly became restless again. Fortunately, Yan Shu, as an adjutant, was not a stingy person. The hearts of a group of low-level officials who have always disliked Song Beiyun's style, including Mr. Yang who was beaten by Song Beiyun.

Of course, now Yan Shu's strength cannot be compared with Song Beiyun's. After all, the team is all from the Queen Mother's side, and now they are waiting for the arrival of the newcomers. By then, one person will be able to lead a faction to fight vigorously in the Imperial City Division The water rose.

"Master Song, something is wrong, Mr. Song..." The skinny inspector trotted all the way into Song Beiyun's hall: "Master Song, something is wrong!"

"A funeral? You speak slowly."

The skinny relative said out of breath, "Master Yan...Master Yan..."

"Fall in the well?"

"No, no, no... it was Mr. Yan who just appointed people and said that he would also form a supervisory team."

Song Beiyun paused for a moment, then suddenly raised the writing brush in his hand and threw it on the ground, getting up and furious: "It's unreasonable! This is obviously embarrassing for me!"

"Master Song, do you want to be a villain..." The skinny relative showed a fierce look, and wiped his fingers around his neck: "It's all over."

Song Beiyun's heart trembled, he almost forgot that these bastards were doing something, so he frowned and scolded: "You bastards, you're only thinking about these shitty things. Lord Yan is also someone sent from above , I was killed within a few days after I came down, and the fool knows who did it! Do you want me to die?"

"I dare not..."

"Okay." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Just do your job well. As for Mr. Yan, he can do whatever he wants. I'd like to see what tricks he can come up with."

"Master Song...then what should we do now?"

"Let's do this first, don't forget, I am the chief officer."

The chief officer wanted to have the prestige of a chief official, Song Beiyun immediately summoned Yan Shu, the two locked themselves in the room, first ate some cakes, then chatted for a while, a new girl came to the kiln, and finally made some friends Respecting Song Beiyun's tea leaves, he finally talked about what gift Yan Shu would give on his wedding day, and then Song Beiyun threw the glazed cup from the big meal, and Yan Shu rushed out of the door with a full face.

Seeing Yan Shu walking out of Mr. Song's room with a face full of grief and indignation, the people below must know that he was reprimanded by the chief officer, but what happened afterwards left them dumbfounded. After writing a note, he sent it out, and then he set up a second inspection team in his own way, without any delay in the process.

Chapter 232: On December 12nd, the Sunny Oriole Crows Chacha

Going forward in the morning, Zhao Xiang became angry when he saw Yan Shu's folded beard.At the same time, the Empress Dowager also took the notes sent by Song Beiyun and shouted boldly there.

The two bosses were holding back their energy and preparing for the morning battle, while Song Beiyun and Yan Shu were hiding in a secluded restaurant, eating beef porridge smuggled in from the black market, with a plate of stewed beef beside them.

"Don't look at this shop's ugly appearance. It sells some Hubing outside. Only regular customers know about it. This is a good place in Jinling City to secretly eat beef. Many dignitaries and dignitaries eat here." Song Beiyun said in a low voice: " Every time the goods arrive, the owner of this store will let the servants go door-to-door to send notes to regular customers, and only by the notes can they get the food."

"It's a lot of knowledge, and this is delicious."

"That's not true, it's rare after all." Song Beiyun put a piece of beef into his mouth: "If someone catches him, the boss of this company will be beheaded."

"That's impossible." Yan Shu shook his head and said, "Then there will be no beef to eat?"

Soon after the two finished eating, they covered their faces with the brim of their hats and walked out. After looking around, Song Beiyun whispered, "You take a step first, and I'll be there soon."

"Okay. You said there will be a lot of noise in the hall today?"

"It's not necessarily arguing, but you will disgust each other. This is beyond our control. One is the same as the sixth rank, and the other is from the sixth rank. You are not qualified to go to court." Song Beiyun looked around: "Okay, let's go. Don't leave during the day Come talk to me."

"Can you give me the rest of your glazed cup?"

"Have a face."

The two separated separately, and then entered the imperial city's yamen about a cup of tea away. Today's yamen is different from the past, and the atmosphere seems a little bit chilly. After seeing the chief and adjutants coming , the atmosphere became even worse.

The two obviously had a grudge. Although they were working at the opposite door, they didn't say hello to each other, and they always walked around each other when they met. This scene made the people in the Imperial City Division full of curiosity.

However, these two fight fiercely, and the subordinates will have benefits. They seem to be two bodhisattvas in the Imperial City Department, and they will not stop distributing benefits within the scope of their authority to the subordinates. Naturally, the subordinates are Hope they never get back together.

Today's work, in fact, is nothing. It is to continue to spare no effort to track down the remnants of the White Lotus Sect. The task assigned by Song Beiyun before is still continuing, but this matter just needs to be done step by step, so Song Beiyun has nothing to do.

It wasn't until it was reported that someone was looking for Lord Song that Song Beiyun, who was sitting there playing the tea ceremony, was dragged out of his boredom.

"Who?"

"A child." The thin relative smiled dryly: "She said she came to look for you, and she called you by your first name."

"Boys and girls? Just grab the boys and throw them into the well." Song Beiyun took a sip of tea without raising his eyebrows: "For girls, throw the ugly ones into the well, and bring the good-looking ones for me to see."

"This..." The relative's expression was a little subtle: "Master Song, I don't know if it looks good or not."

"Then how is it better than your aunt?"

"That's naturally much better looking."

"Bring it in." Song Beiyun beckoned, "I just happened to be idle and bored."

Not long after, the pro came in with a little girl in white clothes. Song Beiyun just looked up and spewed out a mouthful of tea.

"What are you doing here?" He looked the person in front of him up and down: "Your family is really big-hearted, and they let you out just like that?"

That girl was White Rabbit, one of the five-color female Rabbits known as Miss Qing. She walked into Song Beiyun's office with her hands behind her back, and then looked around: "This is the Imperial City Office."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for you." The Qing girl fumbled around in Song Beiyun's office: "I said before, I want to show you when I return to Beijing."

Song Beiyun glanced at the servant, and he immediately closed the door from the outside in a sensible way, only Song Beiyun and the little girl were left in the room.

"You little bastard." Song Beiyun put the teacup on the table: "You don't even ask, who is I, and you dare to deliver it yourself?"

"Then why don't you ask me who my family is? My father is Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, my eldest brother is Dali Sizheng, my second brother is Honglu Sicheng, my third brother Zhuangyuan Lang was born and is now a supervisory censor, and my fourth brother is a doctor of the Ministry of Justice. You What can you do with me? Ha, are you afraid?" Miss Qing said proudly, "What can you do if I'm here?"

"Yo, so it's my chief officer's daughter, no wonder." Song Beiyun raised his legs and said with a smile, "Then why is Miss going to trouble me?"

In fact, Song Beiyun didn't know that she was the daughter of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry. After all, the Secretary of the Imperial City was affiliated with the Ministry of Industry, and he would also join the Ministry of Industry in the future. Naturally, he had to find out the details.

"Hey, it's not hard for you if I come today. I remember all the evil things you did that day. If you bark like a dog a few times, I'll let you go." Miss Qing stepped forward and leaned in front of Song Beiyun: "You still have the handle in my hands."

"What do I have to do?"

"But you asked my sisters to give false testimony. If I tell this, are you afraid?"

"Then your sister Yi will be finished." Song Beiyun spread out his hands: "You will also be finished together, I will be exiled for three thousand miles, think about your life, I will be happy and happy when I am three thousand miles away, You can't move an inch here."

"Then learn how to bark like a dog!"

Song Beiyun raised his head and looked at her: "Does anyone know that you are here?"

"How is it possible? I ran out secretly."

"That's great." Song Beiyun got up and went to the door to lock the latch, and then walked towards Miss Qing with a smile on his face: "In other words, no one will know when you die? Then I won't be polite. "

Miss Qing was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly yelled loudly, but Song Beiyun didn't care about it at all, and still approached step by step: "Let me taste the taste of this thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl first, and then you Strangled to death, packed in that box, stripped naked and buried in any random place in the countryside, no one will suspect me, right?"

Miss Qing didn't expect Song Beiyun to be so vicious, she kept backing away, but when she pushed to the bottom of the wall, she had no choice but to cry, Song Beiyun smiled and pinched her chin: "Come on, come on, Let me have a taste first."

"Don't... Please, I won't report you, let me go..."

"Then learn how to bark like a dog."

"I learn, I learn..." Miss Qing sobbed and barked like a dog: "Wow...woof..."

"No, no, it's too quiet."

Unexpectedly, this voice directly made her burst into tears. Seeing this, Song Beiyun lost all interest, and let her go and sat back in her seat: "Are you crying now?"

"You're going to kill people, why don't you let me cry..." Miss Qing shouted stubbornly while wiping her tears, "I'm going to die, why don't you let me cry?"

"Why are you so stubborn?" Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's boring to be so casual."

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Miss Qing wiped away her tears, and looked at Song Beiyun pitifully: "I'm just teasing you...you don't like teasing."

"Is there something wrong with you? I'm at work. You came here to let me bark like a dog. Do you think it's appropriate?"

After Miss Qing heard it, she obviously still had tears on her face, but she couldn't help laughing out, and this smile brought out a snot bubble.

"Hey...that's disgusting." Song Beiyun tore off a piece of soft rice paper for calligraphy practice: "Go, wipe your snot off."

Angrily, Miss Qing stepped forward and snatched the paper with her hands, wiped away her snot and tears, and raised the paper to throw it at Song Beiyun, but Song Beiyun stared at her, and she threw the paper on the ground resentfully, and then stood up. He stared fiercely at Song Beiyun with red eyes.

Of course Song Beiyun ignored her and continued to play the tea ceremony, and the movement just now alarmed Yan Shu who was at the opposite door. He sneaked in from the door and saw Miss Qing standing facing Song Beiyun. He flinched and ran away He went back to his house, closed the door and never came out again.

"Make tea for me, I'm thirsty." Miss Qing stood for a while, then suddenly yelled: "How can you bully people like this, scare me into bullying me, and don't even give me your saliva!"

Song Beiyun felt that there must be something wrong with this child, but he was such an adult anyway, so why bother with a junior high school student? He sighed, scalded a cup with boiling water, put tea leaves on it and began to make tea. At that time, he raised his head and glanced at the Qing girl: "What are you doing here?"

Tears were still in the corners of Miss Qing's eyes. When she heard Song Beiyun's words, she moved a stool and sat at the table, but because of her short stature, only one head was on the table. It looked as if someone had given Song Beiyun's head again.

"I came out to relax, and it happened that my house was only two lanes away from here, so I came to have a look. I never thought you were such a person..." Miss Qing snorted: "What do you say to taste my taste, What's more, it's really not a thing to strip your clothes and bury it."

"You are a thing, you are a thing that suddenly ran over and asked me to bark like a dog."

"Then did you call?"

This kind of tit-for-tat character, Song Beiyun would kill her if she was a little uglier, she really didn't know who she was talking to.

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to argue with you." Song Beiyun handed her the tea: "Go away after drinking."

"I won't!" Miss Qing shook her legs, still stubborn.

"Human, I don't know how cowardly it is. The mouth, I don't know how hard it is." Song Beiyun picked up a piece of rock candy and put it into Miss Qing's teacup: "You are so kind, why were you crying just now?"

"Hmph...I'm angry."

"When you get angry, you get angry. You are not my wife. If you are angry, you have something to do with me." Song Beiyun sat there cross-legged: "Let me tell you, I already have a wife who is much prettier than you. You Don't get me wrong, I'm not in the same league as that Yan scum. I'm not interested in a kid like you at all, not only I don't look at it, but it's annoying, and I smell like milk."

"You!!! You bastard! Who smells like milk!"

Chapter 233, December 12nd

The little white rabbit didn't leave here, just playing up and down in the Imperial City Division, completely unaware of how sinister and evil this Imperial City Division is, Song Beiyun naturally didn't bother to care about her, and had no interest in her at all. Her father was her future boss, so she was allowed to make trouble.

So even during lunch, she still stayed here and followed Song Beiyun to the dining hall to eat.

Originally, there was no food to eat when I was on duty. These dicks really fight hunger. They eat a meal in the morning and then they can carry it until they go home when they are off duty. Even Yan Shu is used to this. , but Song Beiyun, who has become a habit of eating three meals a day, naturally couldn't bear it. On the second day after he took office, he was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back and he had hypoglycemia. On the third day, he allocated funds to recruit several A cook reorganized the dining hall.