Song Beiyun

"Official house, the stench is terrible, do you really want to go in?" The old eunuch next to him cast a reproachful look at Song Beiyun, then lowered his head and said to Zhao Xing, "Why don't you send someone in to have a look."

"No." Zhao Xing was firm: "I will definitely see it with my own eyes."

After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth and nose and walked into the dungeon. The people behind him all went down when they saw the emperor, how could he stay on top, so they all followed, and many ministers were shaken by the smell. Even Zhao Xiang's eyes went dark for a moment when he walked down, and he almost fell into a big somersault. Fortunately, the minister of the Ministry of punishment hurriedly supported him.

After walking out of the prison, everyone's faces became serious, because the scene below was really shocking.

Those who are polite and polite scholars or family members are now like beasts, there are those who howl, those who moan, those who murmur, and those who insult, there are all kinds of beings, many of them Naked and huddled in the corner of the wall, some people were squatting aside, dazed and delirious.

Hearing movement outside, some conscious people rushed over, cursing like evil spirits.

Zhao Xing stood at the door of the cage and looked at the person in front of him, his face was livid.Some of them he knew, and some of them were even his childhood playmates, but now they have become so indifferent.

"Song Beiyun! I still treat you like a brother in vain, and you treat me like this!" Suddenly a voice came, and then saw the unkempt Wang Wenyuan staggering out, stretching out one hand to grab the wooden cage It was Zhao Xing's clothes who lived there: "You bastard, do you know who I am!"

Old eunuch Wang was about to cut off his hand with a knife, but Zhao Xing raised his hand to stop him, and continued to look down at Wang Wenyuan: "Who do you call me?"

"Song Beiyun! Don't put on airs for me, my grandfather is Wen Shenggong! Even if the dog emperor came, he would not dare to punish me! With you, a little sesame official, you can... wow..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he spit out a mouthful of foul-smelling yellow water, then lay limply on the ground beside him, looked at Zhao Xing with blurred eyes and said with a cheerful smile: "Don't be crazy, I'll wait for you The dog's head fell to the ground!"

Zhao Xing stood there with his hands behind his back, and said softly, "Where is the chief medical officer?"

"Here we come." The chief medical officer walked in tremblingly from outside, passing through a group of courtiers with earthy faces, and came to Zhao Xing: "Officials, the old minister is here."

Zhao Xing flicked his sleeves: "Please ask the big medical officer to check it out! Find out why these people became like this!"

Song Beiyun stood beside him dumbfounded. He didn't expect the young master of the Wang family to be so handsome. Really... With this operation, even his queen and sister can't keep it. This is the face of the royal family. I can't help but say it. But it was really too high.

The chief medical officer walked into the cell under the guard of the jailer, carefully examined the vomit, urine, and feces of these people, and ordered a few imperial doctors who came together to learn the technique.

After many investigations, the chief medical officer came out: "Officials, it has been verified that these people were all caused by the poison of manjusawa and poppy. This manjusawa makes people intoxicated and can cause diarrhea and vomiting. The poison of this opium poppy makes people's hallucinations cloudy. Mixing the two will cause people to be here. Fortunately, their poisoning is still light, if they take it again, their lives will be lost."

Mr. Zhang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, saw his third son in prison, and heard the words of the great medical officer. At that time, his eyes darkened and he was about to pass out.

But Song Beiyun stepped forward at this time and said: "Officials, the reason why the officials took such a big disgrace and brought everyone present to this prison is just to protect their lives. They are all victims after all. Everyone is proficient in medicine, but it’s not surprising that they smoke it. If you want to blame it, blame the person who sells it. He knows it’s poisonous but still calls it Ji Lesan. This is clearly trying to make profits from the poison, he should be killed!”

After he said these words, the officials echoed them again and again, but Zhao Xing's face was still ugly, and he snorted coldly: "You don't know if you call me the dog emperor? Doesn't it mean that if people in the world don't know who I am?" , can you scold the dog emperor?"

After finishing speaking, he walked away with a cold face, and all the ministers looked at each other inside. Someone recognized the young master of the Wang family who had just shown off, but shook his head helplessly, and then left one after another.

As for those ministers who showed Song Beiyun's kindness, they all bowed their hands to him when they left, but they didn't care anymore. After all, it hurts to see their nephews in such a state, but at least there is no danger of their lives, and there is no drag Pulling Zhao Xing's sleeves and calling the dog emperor, even so, let them reflect on themselves in this dungeon!

You deserve it!

And Song Beiyun was just about to finish in the dungeon when he heard Zhao Xing angrily scolding the officials: "Did he say that even if the dog emperor came, he would not dare to punish the crime? May I ask you? I'm afraid your nephews are all like this, right?" ? Very good, very good!"

Hearing that the officials above began to defend, Song Beiyun sighed, turned around and leaned against the cage, and said to the medical officer who was collecting poppy silk from these people: "Brother, who do you think will sell it?"

"It doesn't matter who it is." The big medical officer raised his head, his eyes were like eagles: "The doctor who harms people will die with a thousand cuts!"

Chapter 253: December 12th is sunny and beneficial to the life and death of the country, how can we avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings!

After some operations, some people think that Song Beiyun is a good person, but even the sun cannot be liked by everyone, let alone a Song Beiyun.Some people firmly believed that Song Beiyun was a bad guy and a jester.It is a heinous crime to tell right and wrong in front of the officials and play tricks on the officials!

But no matter how much he hated him, there was no way to mess with him at this stage. Zhao Xing lost his temper the most since he ascended the throne. The order for a thorough investigation was issued directly from the three provinces in the form of a formal edict, and he summoned Wen Shenggong overnight.

As for what they talked about, no one knows.The only thing people know is that Wen Shenggong seemed to be 30 years old when he came out, and he complained of illness after returning, and told his relatives not to intercede and let him go.

Naturally, this thorough investigation did not fall on Song Beiyun. Since Prime Minister Zhao handled such a good job, it would naturally be given to his son-in-law Yan Shu.

Of course, Song Beiyun understood the meaning, and Zhao Xing used this trick to tell Song Beiyun to calm down these days and stop being a monster. Now the situation is good and the chances of winning are sure, so don't act too hastily.

This news is a great benefit to Song Beiyun. He is a lazy dog, so why not do it now that he is ordered to be lazy.

The Imperial City Division is full of noises, people's voices are buzzing, and the rebellion of the White Lotus Sect is not as important as the damage to the royal family's face. Yan Shu is too busy to investigate these young masters and the people behind them. buy and sell.

In order to stabilize the drug addiction symptoms of this group of people with medication, Yan Shu personally invited several imperial doctors to assist him in handling the case.And those imperial doctors were surprised when they came, didn't this nephew know that it was the uncle sitting in front of the hall playing with paper?Why do you want them to come...

"Move your hands! Move your hands!"

Yan Shu threw a bag on Song Beiyun's table: "I'm going to die!"

"Oh?" Song Beiyun slowly raised his head, took a sip of the freshly cooked red bean porridge: "Why is Lord Yan so restless?"

"I've beaten someone." Yan Shu put one hand on his hip, picked up Song Beiyun's teapot and poured a pot of tea down his stomach: "This group of people is just a pile of foul-smelling sludge. It took a lot of effort! Those poisonous people Those who are addicted, howl like ghosts, how can they still be scholars! It is clearly a group of livestock, or wild."

Song Beiyun refilled the teapot, and raised Erlang's legs: "Your father-in-law asked you to do it, and you will do it. This is a good opportunity for you."

"What about you? Why don't you want the opportunity?"

"It's not a good opportunity for me." Song Beiyun lowered his head and began to carve a piece of wood with a knife: "I can't do anything now, just sit here and wait for the result. You can use it as you like."

"You don't care about what you provoked?"

"You tell me? You tell your father-in-law." Song Beiyun spread his hands: "I'm intervening now to fight against him. Besides, there are too many people involved here. I, who has no connections, why? Easy to make a move? You must be here, there are some things you can do but not say, and some things you can say but not do, and I will teach you."

Yan Shu didn't understand this truth, it was just that he was a little irritable due to the continuous transfer. After calming down, he sat down and took a rest for self-injury, then sighed, picked up his bag and walked out, full of grief and indignation.

Not long after Yan Shu left, the little white rabbit Zhang Qing walked into Song Beiyun's office crying. She looked at Song Beiyun, wiped off her nose with her sleeve, and cried out, "Master..."

"A plea for your third brother?"

"Well...can you let him go, my third brother is a good person." Miss Qing went to Song Beiyun's table and sat down, with her chin on his table, tears streaming down her face: "Master..."

"It's useless." Song Beiyun reached out to wipe away her tears, and took out a bowl of red bean porridge kept warm on the charcoal fire from the side, and served her a bowl: "Is there anything I can do about the matter that the officials personally intervene, If your father is a Shangshu, there is nothing you can do about it, so what can I do?"

Zhang Qing took the red bean porridge and ate it in small bites: "My third brother is so pitiful... woo woo woo woo..."

The sound of her crying and sucking porridge was so amusing, Song Beiyun couldn't help laughing out loud, Zhang Qing raised his head: "You laugh at me..."

Aggrieved, she raised her head and glanced at Song Beiyun, then lowered her head and drank the porridge, sobbing while drinking the porridge, like a puppy drinking water.

"Master..."

"Okay, it's really useless to tell me." Song Beiyun half leaned on the chair: "Go and tell Wu Wei, let him take you to see your third brother."

"Oh……"

Zhang Qing nodded, wanted to leave but couldn't bear to part with the red bean porridge, thought he ate it all before leaving here, and in the end there was still only one Song Beiyun playing in the office until after work, and there was a little dream of Yilian Chunmeng halfway through, and now the plot has come to an end The stage of Xiaohuangwen, and this stage is the stage with the best sales, but Song Beiyun feels that when this chapter is over, it should be banned.

Post a few more posters during the ban, and use it as an advertisement, so that those who don't know will also come and see it.

After work, Song Beiyun went to buy a few roast chickens as usual, and this time he paid for it. After all, with his status and such a big local tyrant, what kind of thing is it to take advantage of a few chickens.

Because Miaoyan’s place is not far from his work place, he is also used to walking to and from get off work. Sometimes he would buy some roasted taro on the side of the road and eat while walking. The feeling when walking home.

It's not that Song Beiyun is hypocritical, he actually enjoys the atmosphere when the sky is getting dark and the smell of food is wafting on the street. This kind of feeling can make people feel more lonely, and this kind of loneliness can make people feel more lonely when they return home and see lights at home. For a moment, it will give him an unprecedented sense of security.

Qiaoqiao is here today, Miaoyan is teaching her how to make more flirtatious and sexy clothes, the two get along very well, Qiaoyun is cooking, and Zuo Rou is sitting next to the stone lion at the door, waiting for Song Beiyun to get off work.It seems that there is one missing princess, and when she arrives, there will be a happy reunion, but she is a princess after all and this is not Luzhou, she is not so free, and Song Beiyun can't always run into the harem.

"Waiting for me to get off work again?" Song Beiyun pinched Zuo Rou's nose: "You're so good."

"Ghosts are waiting for you!" Zuo Rou got up and walked into the courtyard with him: "Is that Wang dead?"

"No." Song Beiyun put the roast chicken on the table in the dining room, unwrapped the straw, and chuckled lightly: "But it's almost there."

"What's the matter? I fell asleep when you came back yesterday."

"Let me tell you, what's the benefit?" Song Beiyun took out a small knife and began to cut up the roast chickens: "You are simply vicious, but that is your fiancé, you just wait for him to die."

"Heh." Zuo Rou picked up a chicken leg and ate it, and said vaguely: "Then you didn't show mercy when you kissed your wife, so why don't you say you have kissed me? My old lady won't tell me." You care about it, and you still call me vicious?"

Song Beiyun sighed, he did evil in the past, and now the retribution has finally come: "He tugged at Zhao Xing's sleeve and yelled, 'Don't say it's you, Song Beiyun, even if that dog emperor came, he wouldn't dare to punish me', in front of the crowd. The face of the court officials."

"Wow!" Zuo Rou suddenly rushed over to hug Song Beiyun, and kissed him hard on the face with his oily mouth: "It's great! He's finally going to die."

"The news of your dissolution of engagement may be coming in a few days." Song Beiyun wiped his face with his sleeve, "I heard that he might be exiled and sentenced to [-] years in prison. He might also be grounded for life, anyway, it's basically hopeless. "

"It deserves it!" Zuo Rou snorted, "Why didn't you kill him!"

"Why are you not kind at all." Song Beiyun turned his head and put his hands on Zuo Rou's shoulders: "The crimes he committed were convicted by the emperor, not me. Also, he has already reached this point, you still want him life?"

"Listen to you." Zuo Rou chuckled, stood on tiptoe and hit Song Beiyun's forehead with her forehead: "Now I feel at ease!"

Seeing her running away happily, Song Beiyun smiled wryly and shook his head. Just at that moment, Qiaoyun came in with vegetables and gently placed them on the table: "I heard everything just now."

"Yeah." Song Beiyun let out a long breath: "Finally don't worry about my baby Qiaoyun going to be someone's concubine."

"I won't be someone else's concubine, but I'll be yours." Qiao Yun quietly looked around, and when she found no one, she walked up to Song Beiyun, raised her head and closed her eyes gently.

After all, they are people who have had skin-to-skin relationships. Of course there is such a little tacit understanding. Naturally, Song Beiyun kissed him politely. When Zuo Rou came back to steal chicken legs to eat again, Qiaoyun wanted to break free, but Song Beiyun couldn't do anything. Refusing to let go, Zuo Rou then said while eating chicken drumsticks: "Back then, when I was 14 years old, he kissed me like this, I know him very well."

Qiaoyun didn't slow down, laughed out loud, and then broke free with a blushing face and Song Beiyun ran away.

And Zuo Rou was still sitting next to her, eating chicken drumsticks, without any hint of shyness.

"I bought four chicken legs, don't eat them all by yourself." Song Beiyun walked over and patted her on the head: "Also, why aren't you shy at all?"

"The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, don't stick to trivial matters. Besides, Qiaoyun is a dowry maid, and she will also go to her husband's house for a trial marriage before she gets married. It doesn't matter if you kiss early or late."

Song Beiyun was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

"I said..." Zuo Rou suddenly realized that she had said something strange. She, a person like her who doesn't blush when she sees people kissing, suddenly blushed, and then punched Song Beiyun's chest, blushing The face ran away.

"Hey...you're being unreasonable!" Song Beiyun held his chest and shouted, "You've beaten me out of my internal injuries!"

"The imperial decree has arrived! Song Beiyun accepts the decree!"

Suddenly a high-pitched voice came from outside, Song Beiyun was stunned for a moment, then hurried out the door: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Chapter 254: On December 12th, Qingxin is the root cause

The serious imperial decree, a lot of messy rhetoric, sounds annoying, like a high school student's composition piled up with gorgeous rhetoric, empty and full of nonsense.

The core idea is summed up in a very simple sentence: "In order to commend Comrade Song Beiyun's outstanding contribution to national security work during this period, a special bonus of [-] yuan will be awarded to a small red flower and Comrade Song Beiyun will be promoted to the sixth grade Xuantong governor. Commander of the City Division, concurrently serving as Deputy Director of the City Defense Department."

Song Beiyun didn't even know what this official was, it was just a title anyway.But the deputy commander of the city defense department made this interesting. The city defense department has always been controlled by the old man Zuo, and no one from the civil service system will be allowed to enter this department at all. But now that Song Beiyun has entered, this conveys a signal, that is Zhao Xiang deliberately excluded Song Beiyun from the civil service system.

"My minister Song Beiyun took the order to thank you, my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

The eunuch didn't dare to ask Song Beiyun for a reward, instead he cupped his hands at Song Beiyun with a smile all over his face: "Congratulations, Mr. Song, the same sixth rank has become a regular sixth rank."

"Come on." Song Beiyun grabbed his neck and dragged him to the courtyard: "Tell me the truth."

"Song...Master Song, I don't know anything, so don't make things difficult for me."

This eunuch is arrogant in front of other officials, the kind who raises his nostrils to look at people, but in front of Song Beiyun, he doesn't dare to be arrogant, let's not say that the head of the Imperial City Department wants to get a eunuch just like playing In fact, just because of how hot he is in front of the emperor now is not something that ordinary servants can provoke, even people like Wang Daban want to give Song Beiyun a little bit.

"Don't talk nonsense to me, little thing, don't think I don't know. It's against the rules to give me the rank of military officer as a civil servant. Just tell me if Prime Minister Zhao told the officials." Song Beiyun smiled sinisterly: "You I'm telling the truth."

"I really don't know, I just saw Zhao Xiang chatting with the officials for nearly two hours in the afternoon." The little eunuch rolled his eyes: "As for the other things, that's not something I can know. My lord, just let me go."

Song Beiyun showed a satisfied smile, reached out and took out a hundred-pass stamped letter and stuffed it into the neckline of the little eunuch: "Go back and have a good meal."

"Oh...Master Song, you can't do it! If Wang Daban finds out about this, I'll be that skinny..."

"You just say that I gave it to you, and let him come to me. If I find that you are bruised and bruised, the old eunuch's life will be gone." Song Beiyun shook his hand: "Is the old man still confused about the current situation? Go back quickly , don't bother me."

"Then...thank you, Mr. Song."

The little eunuch left, Song Beiyun returned to the room with the imperial decree, and threw it in front of Miaoyan: "Look."

Miao Yan, who was about to eat, picked up the imperial decree and looked around, and said with a smile: "This is to keep you away, but it can't reduce your official position, so I just do it like this, and I have a military position. It is difficult to enter the court."

"Really? You can see it too." Song Beiyun chuckled: "The old dog is really thoughtful."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, if you only want to engage in industry, that's just right. If you guess well, you won't be able to keep the Imperial City envoy in a few days, and I will give you a casual job in the army, and you will get a high-level job as the head of the Ministry of Industry." Idle job." Miao Yan said, but she raised her eyelids and looked at Zuo Rou who was whispering to Qiao Yun not far away: "But your biggest advantage is really good luck, you can pick up the capital even if you go outside The daughter of the commander of the Long Live Army."

"Hahahaha..." Song Beiyun walked over and pinched his pretty face: "It's time to eat."

At night, there was basically nothing about Song Beiyun. The four of them just happened to play mahjong. Miao Yan is really a top-notch lazy dog ​​who loves to relax and work hard. She didn't produce many useful things, but this mahjong is exquisitely made. A set of dental cards is definitely expensive. The Yao Ji Fa Cai on the top is clearly visible.

This kind of interesting game is very addictive, so even the well-behaved Qiaoyun and Qiaoqiao couldn't help but want to play one more game, and then they played for money...the one who wins is theirs, and the one that loses is Song Beiyun's.

Anyway, Song Beiyun didn't know how long they played, but he only knew that when he got up in the morning, he found that Qiaoqiao was sleeping next to him. As for why it wasn't a witty word, I think it would be warmer than Song Beiyun who was moving his hands, and the fragrant and soft Zuo Rou bed bar.

"How long have you been playing? Why are you so tired?"

"I haven't slept yet..." Qiaoqiao lay there and turned around to hug Song Beiyun's arm: "It's only after dawn."

"You can't be idle and lazy with Miaoyan..."

Qiaoqiao yawned, and looked up at Song Beiyun: "I feel like I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yes." Song Beiyun pinched his pretty face: "You are in the palace with the princess all day, so I can't live there too."

"I made a deal with the princess, I don't want to live in the palace anymore, I want to live here." Qiaoqiao suddenly tugged at Song Beiyun: "I'll be eighteen in a few days..."

Song Beiyun's eyes slanted, and he smiled softly: "Of course I remember, but I never thought that my pretty family would be itchy."

"Hmph..." Qiaoqiao slapped Song Beiyun, "There are so many beautiful women around you, I'm afraid you've forgotten all of them."

Song Beiyun patted her on the head: "Nonsense, I don't remember you for anything? You don't speak according to your conscience."