Song Beiyun

The meal was exhausting, and Song Beiyun returned to his post after eating. He sat in front of the man with a gloomy face, lowered his head and began to write, pretending not to be in a hurry.But the man's expression became more and more anxious. He wanted to talk to Song Beiyun several times but he hesitated to speak.

Finally, near evening, the sky finally started to snow, and he finally spoke: "Bai Nian'an, whose real name is Cao Xiuren. He joined the religion last August. Because of his fame, he was especially valued by the leader. After the capital was moved to the Song Dynasty, he even It has become one of the four great protectors. As far as I know, the leader is currently in the Lin'an Mansion, and I don't know the rest, and that Bai Nian'an will plan to take your family away in the next few days, in exchange for you to throw yourself into the net , and said to..."

Song Beiyun rolled his eyes and glanced at him: "Why are you thinking of talking again? Tell me, what else do you want?"

Chapter 237: On December 12th, the city will be full of snow and golden armor

Climbing up to the city tower and looking down at the Jinling in the snow is quite a sense of arrogance.Oil-paper umbrellas, fox fur furs, there is no need to return in the cold weather.

Song Beiyun sat in the tower, with a pot of fire under his feet and a jug of wine in front of the table, drinking with others.

"Brother Li, don't be polite. You are senior brother Qiaoyun, so naturally you are also my elder brother. In addition, I need your help. I should respect this glass of wine both public and private."

Song Beiyun raised his head, drank a glass of water and wine, and rolled his eyes. Immediately, two yards beside him walked up carrying a box, opened the box and filled it with a full [-] guan of copper coins, which were still cash.

"No way! Brother Song, no way!"

"Why can't it be allowed? If I traded money and power with Brother Li, it would be forbidden, but I donated the spare money to the Forbidden Army in my own name. One is because of a previous misunderstanding. You also know that I am a disciple of King Fu and an envoy of the imperial city, and it is really uncomfortable to be caught in the middle. Another thing is that when I came here, I saw many brothers from the Imperial Army stomping their feet in the ice and snow, which made me feel uncomfortable. It’s good, the money comes from my apology on behalf of the Imperial City Secretary and the brothers of the Forbidden Army, and secondly, I want to buy a few pairs of shoes for the brothers of the City Defense Forbidden Army.” Song Beiyun poured another glass of wine and sighed: “Ah...brothers Bitter."

The commander of the imperial army sighed a long time when he heard the words. How could he not know the suffering of the imperial army? But since King Fu left, the Privy Council has become more and more weak. Although Ding Guogong is in charge of the Privy Council, he can't even pay for the military expenses now. up.

"Stop talking politely, a family doesn't talk about two families." Song Beiyun raised his glass: "It's done, it's all in the wine."

The commander of the forbidden army naturally took a drink from his glass. He didn't doubt Song Beiyun, after all, everyone in the world knew that Song Beiyun was a disciple of His Royal Highness King Fu, and he fell in love with Qiaoyun, the most favored junior sister in the forbidden army camp. No matter how many conspiracies and tricks there are, in their concept, whoever kisses will get closer.

"Brother Li, now that I've drunk the wine, I won't be polite to you, brother. The Bailian Society wants to move me." Song Beiyun put down his glass angrily: "According to the informant, the Bailian Society said they were going to arrest Sister Qiaoyun Come and threaten me to throw myself into a trap. I have sent her back to Duke Ding's mansion, but the enemy is always in the dark, and you can't always defend against it for a while."

"There are other things." When the conductor heard that someone was going to touch his little junior sister, his eyes became different: "Then how do you plan to deal with it?"

"There are a large number of white bandits scattered among the people. Now there are only more than a thousand people in the imperial city department, and they also have to shoulder the responsibility of guarding the forbidden palace. It is really exhausting. If not, I will ask Brother Li for help."

"Tell me what you want me to do."

Song Beiyun unfolded a map with a smile, pointed to it and said, "This is a map of Jinling, Brother Li, please take a look..."

That night, Song Beiyun returned home. Looking at the dark room, he breathed a sigh of relief. No one is right here, and he hid all the good words. Yusheng is now in Nanchang with Aunt Hong. Now he can be said to have nothing to worry about.

Going into the house and lighting the lamp, he sat on the chair, took out the food box, took out the food packed from the restaurant, and started to eat. After all, he didn’t eat anything when he just drank at the city gate, and now he was hungry. very.

At the same time, in the hidden cave outside the city, Bai Nian'an sat there with a blue face listening to the report of his subordinates, saying that thirty brothers were beheaded for treason at noon today. He also said cruelly that if Bai Nian'an didn't show up again, the remaining ten or so people would also be killed tomorrow.

"Hateful beast!" Bai Nian'an shouted fiercely, "How does he know that our people are pretending to be beggars?"

"The subordinates don't know, but it seems that there are spies."

"Spies...huh!" Bai Nian'an clenched his hands into fists: "It's too late. Go, let the elders come over, we'll do it tomorrow!"

After a while, more than a dozen people who said they were elders but looked disheveled came over. They saluted Bai Nian'an one by one, but Bai Nian'an seemed to be unable to see, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"Tomorrow, we are going to kill that Song dog to avenge the dead brother."

"Zai Song dog! Revenge!"

The people below started to shout together, not only in the surging slogan style, but from the bottom of their hearts, they wanted to get rid of Song Beiyun as soon as possible.These people were decent people in the past, and they were worshiped by believers.

But everything changed overnight, they had never done such things as assassinating the queen mother, kidnapping the children of important officials in the court, but they were pressed on their heads by the Song dog. changed.

They have changed from decent people to street rats. Everyone shouts and beats them, and if they are a little careless, they will be killed by those colorful yards for money. The believers scattered, ran, and caught them. They were arrested and killed, and these masters also lived a life with ups and downs.

If they don't take down that Song dog, they may really not be able to survive this winter.

"Don't be impatient, everyone. The Song dog is so powerful that it will definitely not work if it is forced to attack. However, the brothers who were killed before have found out his residence. If he is at home, he will be wiped out, and if he is not at home, his family members will be captured." Bai Nian'an's face is full of confidence: "At this moment, we have already waited. Is it because you know yourself and the enemy, and you are afraid that you will not be able to catch them?"

"Altar Master, do you think that Song Dog will take precautions? If there is such a spy, what should we do?"

"You can rest assured. If there are really spies, then Song Dog can tolerate us? He has already led troops to surround us. Now that the enemy is in the clear and I am in the dark, why not? Wait until Song is killed. Dog, let's light a fire in the city, take advantage of the chaos and leave Jinling to go to Lin'an Mansion, and meet with the leader to make a big event!"

"The altar master is wise!"

There was a series of flattering sounds below, and Bai Nian'an even seemed to be holding Song Beiyun's head to show off his power, but he still had a calm look on his face: "I heard that Song Dog is a powerless man The scholar, who will be able to cut off his head at that time, and reward the Master with a scripture!"

In the following time, they explained in detail the battle plan for tomorrow, and the layout and routes around Song Beiyun's house were carefully arranged, and they even determined the escape route.

"Song Dog who is waiting to be slaughtered, we will follow the leader to do great things together. Once the leader takes over the world, you will all follow the dragon!"

"The subordinates are willing to go through fire and water for the leader, and die!"

The little leader below fell to his knees, and even began to shout long live, while Bai Nian'an was immersed in his own imagination, and even imagined that he had become a yellow nest in his mind, and his chest suddenly burst into pride, full of "soaring to the sky" Fragrance spreads through Chang'an, and the whole city is full of golden armor" heroic battle.

"One day when the great event is accomplished, I will definitely turn this Jinling into a sea of ​​flames!" Bai Nian'an let out a bad breath: "The heads of those dog officials must be hung all over the city!"

It has to be said that they still have the ability to act. Before dawn the next day, they rushed out, gathered all the people they could gather, divided them into several groups and sneaked into Jinling City. Some people pretended to be farmers. Some people pretend to be masons and carpenters, and some pretend to be coolie porters.

After they mixed into the city, they scattered in all directions immediately, using their familiarity in Jinling City for many years, they began to look for suitable places to hide.

And Song Beiyun was no different from usual, he still wandered to the Imperial City Office with his breakfast, but Yan Shu was not here today, he was getting married tomorrow, he asked for leave yesterday and didn't come.Song Beiyun was the only one left in the yamen, and even Miss Baituqing didn't bother him today.

"Master Song."

The thin relative entered the room from the probe, looked around habitually, and whispered: "The number of people who have been verified is more than 270, and the rest have not been verified."

"Well, it's okay. Take your time." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "The remaining 100 people are no different from ordinary people. It's strange if you can tell. Just keep staring."

"Is there any other order, sir?"

"It's gone." Song Beiyun shook his head, but just as the servant was about to leave, he suddenly raised his head and stopped: "Wait, can you find someone to pretend to be a woman?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I promise nothing will go wrong."

"If something goes wrong, I only ask you."

Song Beiyun did some calculations, and there is no need to cut down the remaining dozen or so White Lotus cultists today, and keeping them still has some use.As for those people tonight... Song Beiyun unconsciously smiled when he thought of them.

Huangcheng Division's man-marking is a unique skill, and those people from the Bailian Club really take it for granted. A group of amateur players want to play this trick with professional players, and they really don't know what to do.

But today, since they are out in full force, it seems that they really can't wait.

Song Beiyun sat in the room and yawned, because he was afraid that people would plot that he didn't sleep well last night, and today he was able to sleep peacefully in the Imperial City Division.

He was lying on the bed during his lunch break, holding a hot water warm bag in his arms, and he slept soundly.As for those remaining evils of Bailian, if you want to say whether he is afraid or not, he is really not afraid.

It's not hard to think about this thing, four or five hundred cultists, if they weren't farmers or small merchants, they were all shitty people. To use the phrase "crowd" is to flatter them. What can this group of people do? thing?It might be enough to besiege Song Beiyun alone, but what they will encounter today are those specially selected people in the Imperial City Division to do dirty work.

Do you really think there are any martial arts masters among those people?Impossible, the so-called knights of the rivers and lakes are a bunch of wastes who rely on their ability to do evil. In this era, truly capable people pay attention to a person who "learns literature and martial arts well and sells to the emperor's family". The top masters are all in the government. of.

As for what people will play up in the future, such things as Jianghu heroes, discussing swords and Jianghu, Guanglu Yin, and Luchao are enough for them to drink a pot, and how many sects besiege good people, etc., more than 300 people armed with weapons can be regarded as treason, waiting to be caught Let the frontier suppress it.

However, whether there are any good men in the Jianghu, there must be. There are always those who hoe the strong and help the weak. But for Song Beiyun, even good people are not allowed to exist, and they are definitely cut off indiscriminately. , because no matter what their purpose is, their chivalrous behavior is a cancer!

Axioms can only be called axioms within the legal framework, and no one can judge others except the code.This is the principle of legalism and the principle that Song Beiyun agrees with.

This is one of the reasons why Song Beiyun is irreconcilable with the so-called "Jianghu". People in the Jianghu may really hate Song Beiyun now, probably because they are barking one by one.But who cares, those people's voices are too low for dogs.

After sleeping until the afternoon, Song Beiyun got up and rinsed his mouth, and ordered someone to bring the hot food, and the adjutant Yan Shu came with him.

"What? Didn't you sleep well?"

"Well, I haven't had a good rest." Song Beiyun rubbed his face: "You will be the groom tomorrow, why do you still have the energy to run here?"

"It's nothing, but when I went to distribute the invitation today, Zuo Rou said that you want to fight the cult alone." Yan Shu found a stool and sat down: "Are you sure?"

"It's more than sure." Song Beiyun yawned listlessly and said, "She's the eldest lady of the Zuo family."

"How to say?"

"It's a certainty."

"Hahahaha, hold the grass..." Yan Shu patted the table and laughed: "You can talk about it later, if she hears it, she can eat you raw."

"Eat, let's eat." Song Beiyun sighed, "When you went to Duke Dingguo's mansion, was she there?"

"Well, Qiaoyun is staring at her. But when she talked about it, her eyebrows were beaming, and she wished she could fight side by side with you while swinging the meteor hammer." Yan Shu said with a smile: "And that girl Miaoyan, why is she also in Zuofu? "

"I arranged it for fear that something might happen to her." Song Beiyun sipped the soup: "She is different from others. No one can protect her except me. Zuo Rou just doesn't listen to what the family says, and she doesn't Home."

"You are really lucky. I saw that Miaoyan girl is so powerful that she can win three points even standing next to Miss Zuo's family. I'm envious..." Yan Shu gently placed the wedding invitation in front of Song Beiyun: "Look at me, I'm afraid the good times are coming to an end. By the way, come tomorrow if it's convenient for you, and send it along with the gift if it's not convenient for you. I'm leaving now."

"Get out of here." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "The three-day wedding leave, including the days you asked for leave, will deduct five days of your salary this month."

"You bastard..."

After Yan Shu left, Song Beiyun sat alone in the room that was gradually dimming. After eating the food, he was in a daze for a while.Suddenly, without warning, he got up, put on the fur cloak handsomely, and walked out the door gracefully.

And as he left, more and more people followed him out of the Imperial City Office, and after going out, they split up and disappeared into the snowstorm.

Chapter 238: On December 12th, the sword in front of the snowy waist is still bloody.

At night, the snow has not stopped.

Because of the heavy snowfall, the number of pedestrians on this road gradually became less and less, and after You hour, it became a total silence, only sporadic snowy night returners were holding on to their lapels and bowing their heads forward.

Song Beiyun's small courtyard was brightly lit at the moment, and the light was reflected on the snow, shining very far away, and the snowfall and the window lattice could be vaguely seen. There was an occasional breeze, and the chill was getting stronger.

A spy entered the courtyard, shook off the wind and snow from his body, and after entering the house, he leaned over and said to Song Beiyun, "Master Song, everything is ready."

Song Beiyun, who was practicing calligraphy, just hummed softly, and then said nothing, while a subordinate next to him brought a bowl of hot soup cakes in the kitchen, covered with thick pieces of mutton and almost unseen vegetables in winter Green vegetables, the fragrance permeates the house, making people salivate.

"Master Song, it's time to eat."

Song Beiyun put down the pen in his hand: "Have you all eaten?"

"The subordinates have eaten it." The yard complimented in a low voice: "Master Song's handwriting is truly amazing."

Song Beiyun didn't answer, but raised his head and glanced out of the window, and said softly, "Brothers have worked hard today, and tomorrow they will go to the office to receive five pennies to subsidize their families, and allow two more days off to spend time with their families."

"Lord Song is generous!"

Since Song Beiyun took office, the life of the Imperial City Secretary has indeed been much easier. It is hard to say that he is completely convinced, but he is really generous in his actions, and his actions are also black, so most of him are also convinced. It's all about the money, and those who disagree with him can only dare to be angry and dare not speak out.

When the time came to Xu, there was only the sound of clappers being beaten outside, and then the rustling sound of snow falling into mud. Glancing at the red sky outside the window, he leaned over his desk again and started writing.

Suddenly, a spy quickly knocked on the door, came to Song Beiyun and bowed, "Master Song, here we come."

"Yeah." Song Beiyun nodded lightly: "Let brothers be careful, don't hurt yourself because of some thieves."

"My subordinate understands."

It was said that it was coming, but it was still cold outside, but for some reason, whistles suddenly sounded from all around.Song Beiyun raised his head and leaned on the chair, holding the stove in his hand, and began to be in a daze quietly.

But at this moment, there are more and more people outside the house, whistles come and go, they hold all kinds of guys in their hands, those with better conditions hold swords, those with poorer conditions even only hold a wooden stick, These people gathered outside Song Beiyun's house and approached like ghosts.

When they reached outside the courtyard wall, the shouts of killing soared into the sky, but just as they were about to break in, a dense rain of arrows mixed with heavy snow rushed down.The leader said badly, but there was no way to retreat, so he shouted: "Big guy, attack and kill! Kill that Song dog and avenge your brother!"

After being shot by the first wave of bows and arrows, many of them were injured, and some of them were directly pierced through their hearts and lungs and died on the spot, but the rest of them were still full of blood and wanted to kill them. Song Beiyun killed them in one go.

The gate of this small courtyard was quickly rushed open by them, but as soon as they entered, they faced the inner courtyard of the Imperial City Division. These are all masters who can kill these amateur militiamen in a fully armed state. It's like playing around.

In just a moment, these people fell to the ground like wheat harvested in autumn, and the blood stained a large area red, but fortunately, compared with the county government in summer, the cold suppressed the smell of blood, making it difficult to breathe here. As for the stink.

The white bandits who found that they could not break into the small courtyard at all quickly became timid. Many people turned around and ran out, but there was no room for them to escape. In the small courtyard, the back feet were pierced into hedgehogs. There were a few lucky ones who were not injured, but when they wanted to take advantage of the chaos, a shiny steel knife would come out from nowhere and strike at their legs. neck.

Song Beiyun sat in the room, lit the charcoal fire and hugged the hand warmer, quietly looking at the hell on earth outside, the screams, the sounds of fighting, and the sounds of begging for mercy gradually became one, but he didn't seem to have any compassion, Sitting there with a numb face, he even wanted to eat some snacks.

"Is the cake ready?"

"My... my lord... okay... okay."

A boy next to him who had never seen the wind and waves was already trembling. He didn't know why Master Song was so calm. Outside... just a few feet away was blood and flesh flying everywhere, with broken limbs and arms all over the ground. The human head is rolling back and forth like a toad in a pond in summer, and under this scene, Mr. Song still wants to eat cakes?

Song Beiyun took the cake, smeared it with meat sauce, took a bite, and chewed lightly. The servant next to him felt sick and resisted the urge to vomit. He cupped his hands at Song Beiyun and said, "Master Song..."

"Go." Song Beiyun shook his head with a smile and said, "Look at your appearance, which has never seen a storm. How dignified you are."

The boy went to the side room, and the battle outside was still going on. The remaining white bandits were fighting stubbornly, relying on the favorable terrain to start a confrontation with the people of the Imperial City Division, but in the end it was because of the huge disparity in strength, it was only a matter of time before they lost .

But at this moment, the window behind him that was opened to prevent carbon monoxide poisoning suddenly rang. Song Beiyun was in a fugue at the moment and didn't pay attention. Then a cold steel knife rested on his neck. Chill, but Song Beiyun didn't look back, just continued to eat the cake, and said softly: "Do you think the people outside can live if you kill me? Let me tell you, it's impossible. Not only can they not live, but their whole family can't live." Can't survive, do you believe it?"

The person behind him didn't speak, but the knife fell suddenly, and then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Song Beiyun glanced back, but at this moment, the yard outside hurried over, stood at the door and shouted: "Master Song, you Are you okay? Just now a thief rushed over!"

"fine."

Song Beiyun said something, then turned his head and found that the intruder had passed out, and then he patted his thigh hard, forcing himself not to shiver...

Are you scared?Of course I was afraid, even if the person behind me had a little bit of strength just now, his life was hanging by a thread.

After Song Beiyun forcibly calmed down, he stretched out his hand to check the breath of the man underground, and found that the man was still alive, but passed out from exhaustion, with a broken arrow stuck in his shoulder, dripping with blood.

"Hey, she's still a female bandit." Song Beiyun squatted on the ground and pinched the man's chin, looking back and forth: "She looks pretty good."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun tore off her coat, took out a scalpel from his box, and after sterilizing it in the charcoal fire, slowly cut open her flesh, and then cut along the muscle texture around the arrow, Then gently take out the arrow.

Sprinkle some disinfectant and wrap the person's wound with an acidic disinfectant cloth, throw her on the low couch next to her and forget about it.As for her life or death, that is her fate.

Playing with the arrow in his hand, Song Beiyun tilted his head to look at the battle outside, and found that it was almost coming to an end, the shouts of killing gradually weakened, and many people had already started to clean up the battlefield. Make up a knife in the throat.