Song Beiyun

So many things have gone beyond the thinking concept of the traveler, and can only be measured by his own knowledge and the knowledge he has learned here for ten years.

So if it is assumed that Kang Wang is a person like Zhu Houcong, with a deep mind and careful thinking, is it possible for him to do such a thing that is completely different from his own style of painting?Absolutely possible.

Collecting money and conscription are one part, and the other part is to collect people's hearts.As for how to verify it, let’s see if Dali and Vietnam, which continues to be called Annan by the previous dynasty, will initiate a border friction when the handover occurs in the spring and summer of next year.

What's this?This is geopolitics. Annan and Dali do not actually have the strength to compete with the Song Dynasty, but if they violate the border, it is impossible to directly dispatch King Fu to suppress it. Then the best way is for King Kang to come forward to put an end to the chaos. Right?Want money, right?Will the court give it or not?

Anyway, I can't think about the things here, the more I think about it, the dirtier and more coquettish it becomes.Song Beiyun thought carefully about the topography of Guangxi and how to suppress the rebellion in Guangxi.

Strictly speaking, extremely difficult.If you rely on infantry alone, the rainforest climate can easily make a large number of soldiers cold before they start fighting. Whether it is acclimatization or malaria, the crusade is bound to be very difficult.But if they slowly go northward and combine the offensives of Annan and Dali, they will soon be able to press down on the line of Yizhou, Wuzhou, Guangzhou, and Chaozhou, and when they reach Quanzhou, they will be on top of Fu Wang Qiantui.

Then he was pressed to the ground and rubbed...

But it is impossible for King Fu to pursue the Guangxi area, because it will cause a lot of battle damage, so the final situation will be nailed to the confrontation between Leizhou and Qiongzhou. If King Fu can't get in, they can't get out.But in this way, King Fu was stuck, what about the north?If the Liao Kingdom cannot withstand the joint offensive of the Grassland and the Jin Kingdom, it will either go south to eat the Song Dynasty, or it will be wiped out and then the Grassland and the Jin Kingdom will go south to eat the Song Dynasty.

This is simply an unimaginable disaster...

Song Beiyun's eyeballs moved quickly, and he didn't even care about Zuorou's buttocks to make him fulfill his promise.

"Knead quickly."

"Dirty." Song Beiyun pushed her away: "It's difficult. If this happens, Song Dynasty will be finished in three to five years."

"Why is it over again?" Zuo Rou turned to look at him: "How can Da Song be so unbearable."

"Your father is stationed in Xiangyang City, and King Fu is stuck in Leizhou. He can't go up or down, what should we do in the end?" Song Beiyun suddenly felt irritable, and bit Zuorou's ass: "Annoyance!"

"Ah..." Zuo Rou kept patting him: "You..."

"Isn't there still you?" Qiaoqiao said next to her, "You must have something."

"Thank you for your confidence in me." Song Beiyun leaned on the bed and sighed, "I don't have military power, and I don't have technology to overwhelm me. How do I fight? Now I'm really annoyed, if the country is really broken , you are going to be ruined."

Zuo Rou thought for a while, and felt that she might not be able to solve this problem. She sat on the edge of the bed and took off her shoes and stretched them under the quilt: "It's not easy to get military power, you can ask my father for it."

Song Beiyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry and got under the quilt, facing the wall: "Go and play, don't worry about me."

At this moment, Miao Yan came in and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Are you bothering him again?"

"He was sick." Zuo Rou put his feet on Song Beiyun's stomach and rubbed them back and forth: "He suddenly got sick."

Miaoyan lay on the bedside with a smile on his face, looking at Song Beiyun with a dead face: "What's bothering you again?"

"The Great Song Dynasty is coming to an end..." Song Beiyun sighed, "It's alright, alright, go play and leave me alone."

Miao Yan shrugged and patted Zuo Rou on the head: "Qiao Yun is waiting outside, it's time to go, I'm ready to go, today I'll do a good job of shopping."

Today's night market in Chenghuang Temple is the largest night market in this year. The winter break starts and ends and lasts for ten days.These ten days are a grand festival for the girls, and it is also the second largest night market in the year after the Lantern Festival Night Market in the coming year.

"I have it!!" Song Beiyun suddenly jumped up: "I have it!"

"Don't worry about him." Qiaoqiao dragged Zuo Rourou and said, "Let's go our way and let him go hypocritically."

And Song Beiyun didn't care about these girls at this moment, he hurried to the table, drew his thoughts on a piece of paper with a charcoal pen, then narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "Cavalry, I asked you Eat in line and shoot!!"

At this moment, a black figure came in from outside and jumped into the room through the window. Song Beiyun looked back and found that it was Xiaoyu standing there with two bottles of wine and two roast chickens in his hand.

"You're taking a bath too?"

"Yeah." Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I have three days off to take a bath, Master Song, would you like to have a drink?"

"Oh, Xiaoyu is going to drink." Song Beiyun rolled up his sleeves: "Come on, let me see how much you can drink!"

Chapter 257: December 12 is sunny like morning dew, and the past days have been bitter

"At that time, my family was poor, so my parents sold Xiaoyu, and it became like this." Xiaoyu raised his head and drank the wine in his glass: "But it doesn't matter, it can be regarded as a gift from God. The opportunity. Xiaoyu doesn't have many thoughts anymore, so he can serve the officials, and this life is over."

"How old is the little thing." Song Beiyun tore off the chicken leg: "Isn't it just missing something, it's useless. In the future, just like Lao Wang, just adopt a son from outside to inherit the incense."

Xiao Yu smiled without saying a word, just shook the jug on the table: "Master Song is a good drinker, I'll go buy some more right now."

"Forget it, let's go out for a stroll." Song Beiyun stood up: "It's only early eight o'clock. I've slept all day today, and I'm almost sleepy. Let's go out and take a walk."

"But just now, when Sister Qiaoqiao and the others went out, why did Mr. Song..."

"You don't understand, little thing." Song Beiyun put on his coat and said, "It's only when you go out with women that you lose your mind. Don't believe me, let's sit here for an hour? They just walked to the east entrance of Zhuque Road .”

Xiaoyu was surprised, and Song Beiyun patted him on the head: "Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, let's go."

Follow Mr. Song out of the door, out of the alley is Suzaku Road, Suzaku Road is divided into east and west entrances, after the west entrance is the direction of the imperial palace, and after the east entrance is the direction of Chenghuang Temple and Gongyuan.The two sneaked around the east entrance, and found that Zuo Rou and his group were standing in front of a stall trying rouge and gouache. Their careful appearance was like picking something valuable.

"Did you see it?" Song Beiyun pointed with his hand: "These girls are working on a good schedule. If they want to burn the winter solstice incense, they have to burn the incense in the middle of the night, just because they can spend two days on the same road. For three hours, I don't even feel tired."

"Being so particular, I really gain experience." Xiaoyu nodded silently, "Then why don't you go shopping with them?"

"Do you see those big and small bags in their hands?"

"Saw."

"You passed, it's all yours." Song Beiyun looked left and right for a while, and suddenly pulled Xiaoyu: "Take the path, hurry up!"

The two of them bypassed Zhuque Street and stepped on the Xuanwu Bridge. This side is Xuanwu Street. This place is much more lively than the other side. The street vendors and pedestrians on both sides of the road rub shoulders against each other. Not far away, there is a prostitute village full of girls on the second floor. There is a faint voice in it, which makes people feel numb.

"A little further ahead is Home and Gambling House. Take a look at this name." Song Beiyun walked with Xiaoyu on the road: "Family and family are harmonious, and the whole family is in harmony. It is really ironic that a gambling house is called this name." .”

Xiaoyu didn't answer the conversation either, but just smiled and looked up at Song Beiyun's side face, following the lights of thousands of houses around him, his eyes were full of envy.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It feels weird."

"Xiaoyu admires Mr. Song for his intelligence and resourcefulness. He also envies Mr. Song for his open-mindedness and his ability to look around the world. Xiaoyu has met many high-ranking officials, but you are the only one like Mr. Song."

"That's all right, all right, don't hold on to it." Song Beiyun saw the flags of the house and gambling house not far away, and shook his head: "Let's go, let's play a few games."

"Ok!"

And just as he was heading towards the gambling house, a rather familiar voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Shopkeeper, why are your pancakes so unpalatable, like the dog food, don't want it, give me back the money!"

"I'm afraid you are a little sick. There is no reason in the world to return half-eaten pancakes. Even if the king of heaven comes, I will not return you."

"You bastard! How can I eat half of it and just take a bite! Are you going to give up or not!?"

"No retreat! If you have the guts, you can report to the officials. If you are not good enough, you can sue the imperial court and let the officials judge and judge."

The man was still relentless, Song Beiyun suddenly grabbed his neck from behind: "You are going to die...sneak out alone?"

When Xiaoyu next to him saw this person, his face turned pale and he was about to kneel down on the spot, but Song Beiyun lifted him up with one hand.

The man who was hooked by Song Beiyun straightened his hat, looked back at Song Beiyun, and had a good time: "You came just in time, the broken cakes are too bad, and the boss still won't refund them."

"All right, all right, it's just a piece of cake." Song Beiyun dragged him aside and said in a low voice, "Do you know that you are the Emperor of Song Dynasty? How dare you run here alone?"

"Run away, who knows it's me?" Zhao Xing looked around: "Today, the empress, queen mother, and empress dowager have all gone to Gusu Hanshan Temple to pay homage to Taizu. It's over."

"You goddamn..."

"You curse again!"

Song Beiyun spat: "You really came out alone?"

"Then can there be a fake?" Zhao Xing said proudly: "I let a little eunuch wear my clothes, and I put on his clothes. It just so happens that today I am taking a bath and changing defenses. Recognized me, so I came out with the badge of Si Mingsi. I think back when I was the eldest son, I flew up and down, ran all over the mountains and plains, and even went to Datong Pass alone, why don’t I dare to come out now? Playing on the street?"

"You can make people feel at ease, if you are slaughtered outside, the world will be in chaos." Song Beiyun sighed: "Okay, okay, Xiaoyu, you are gone, give the officials a good job." Send it back to the palace."

"Yes, Master Song."

"Don't, don't, don't..." Zhao Xing looked around and said in a low voice, "It's rare to come out this time, but let Xu Zhen play a game. Where are you planning to go?"

"Are you really not going back?"

"I really won't go back."

"Xiaoyu, go call Lao Wang, and tell me that the official's sneaking out of the palace was caught by Mr. Song."

"Don't!" Zhao Xing tugged at Song Beiyun's sleeve: "I beg you, okay? Give me some face."

Seeing his pitiful and cheap look, he sighed silently, and pointed to the gambling house not far in front: "I'm going to play a few hands."

"Let's go together!" Zhao Xing happily walked forward, halfway there, he turned his head and said, "Hurry up, wait a minute."

Song Beiyun and Xiaoyu looked at each other, and both of them could see the extreme helplessness in each other's eyes. After they both sighed at the same time, they had no choice but to run up with Zhao Xing.

The three of them entered the gambling house, and the place was full of smoky atmosphere. There were people of all kinds, and Xiaoyu was the hardest. He was on vacation, but suddenly he was notified to work overtime without warning, and his relaxed expression disappeared completely. , was on high alert the whole time, for fear that someone would suddenly jump out and stab Zhao Xing in the back.

"Hey, is the gambling house in Jinling City so big?" After Zhao Xing came in, he looked around like a countryman: "You may not believe it, but this country belongs to me, but since I came to Jinling, I They have never been out of the palace in a serious way."

At this time, a sweet girl dragged past Zhao Xing with drinks and pastries, and Zhao Xing stopped her: "Is this all for money?"

"Young master, these are free of charge, you can eat them all you want."

"Good good."

Zhao Xing quickly picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, Xiao Yu let out a cry, but it was too late to stop it...

"good to eat!"

Zhao Xing nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to get the wine, he saw a tall and fat man walking up to Song Beiyun with a few people. He looked Song Beiyun up and down, and cupped his hands with a smile on his face: " Mr. Song, don't wait three days to treat each other with admiration."

Song Beiyun also smiled and cupped his hands: "Leader Ye, let's meet again."

This person looked familiar from the beginning, and Song Beiyun remembered it as soon as he opened his mouth. This person was clearly the head of the gambling house in his hometown county, whose surname was Ye.At the beginning, Song Beiyun had made a shameful deal with him, and he helped Yusheng to avenge him.

Now I didn't expect to meet him again in this city of Jinling, it can be regarded as an old acquaintance in a foreign land.

"When I first came to Jinling City earlier, I heard the name of this Song Beiyun, and I hesitated for a while whether it was the Song Beiyun I knew. Later, people told me that it was indeed you, Mr. Song."

Zhao Xing next to him pulled Song Beiyun's sleeve: "You know me?"

"My fellow countryman, you once took care of me."

Zhao Xing nodded, looked up and down Ye Dajia, and Ye Dajia was also looking at him, when he saw the jade pendant hanging on the yellow silk thread around his neck, his eyes changed, and he subconsciously stepped back One step later, he said to Song Beiyun dumbfounded, "Master Song...don't hurt me."

"Hi..." Song Beiyun turned his head and glanced at Zhao Xing: "I'm also a victim, that's fine... Master Ye, you are busy with your work, just tell the subordinates to be careful and not to collide."

"It must be..." Master Ye sighed, and then ordered the subordinates: "Go, bring the three young masters to exchange chips, and I will count as much as I have today."

Saying goodbye to Master Ye, Zhao Xing looked at Song Beiyun with his hands behind his back: "I'd like to see what kind of outstanding people your hometown is, how come out one is a good man and the other is a good man."

"All right, all right, are you afraid that others will not know that you are the emperor?"

Song Beiyun pushed him to change the chips, and then the three of them stood in front of the gaming table and wandered around. Zhao and Song Beiyun preferred different games. Song Beiyun preferred chess and cards, while Zhao Xing was interested in the pinball machine that had been greatly improved. Extra curious.

Xiaoyu was rather pitiful. The only thing he could do was to stand next to Zhao Xing and take the chips as guards. Song Beiyun naturally didn't need guards. He soon started fighting with people at the Pai Gow table.

As an old gambler who has been paid special attention to by Master Ye, the dealer naturally did not dare to kill him, and he is also very sensible. He only buys on the table, and there are few people who buy it on the table, so it is fun to sing and play with the dealer.

But in this game, if you lose, you win. Someone at the table seemed to be on a par with him. After losing seven or eight times in a row, that person secretly pointed at Song Beiyun, but Song Beiyun also pushed him with a smile. one chip.

The result is self-evident, this one is Song Beiyun's victory again.But the man couldn't hold back anymore, and said viciously: "Boy, are you going against me?"

"The poker table is so big, how can I fight against you?" Song Beiyun smiled and pointed to himself: "You also come to buy."

Chapter 258: On December 12th, Sunny Drums and Bells Are in the Palace, and Sounds Are Heard Outside

The gambling house is a very magical place. Many people once said that if you win more points in the gambling house, the boss of the casino will come out to hunt you down. In fact, it is unnecessary.As long as there are no tricks, the casino will not care who wins how much, and even encourages everyone to win more, because this business has been playing with mathematical probability since ancient times. Gamblers may win, but the casino will never lose.

Take the simplest coin toss as an example, no matter how you toss it, there is a 50.00% probability. As long as the two parties have enough time and money to bet on each other, they can fight forever. , every game draws even a hundred of water, and after two hundred, both parties will lose money.

This is the key to the casino's profitability. Now that Song Beiyun is here, he doesn't care about winning or losing at all. Anyway, the one who loses belongs to Master Ye, and he doesn't plan to take away the one who wins. It means that he has an infinite amount of gambling money to lose, but this is not the case with the person who gambled against him. Even if the two of them fight at a [-]-[-] split, the pump can kill that person in the end.

So when more than 2 yuan was lost in the heat of blood, the man sat at the gaming table with his head in his arms, his face full of pain.But Song Beiyun, the leopard who also bought more than 2 chips, said unhurriedly to the people next to him: "Go, bring another [-] chips."

The lost gambler raised his head and looked at Song Beiyun viciously, but Xiao Song laughed: "Come on, beat the leopard with me again, brother, I want to see how much you can beat!" middle."

The man was so angry that his throat was grunting, and he threw the golden longevity lock around his neck on the gaming table viciously: "It's pure gold, go and exchange it for chips!"

The staff of the gambling house took the longevity lock away, and after a while, they brought over two thousand chips, but two thousand against twenty thousand, it was not enough. Song Beiyun continued to provoke, and he was so angry Turned the code card horizontally, turned and walked out.

"What does that mean?"

Although the surroundings were already crowded with people who were watching the two fight, Zhao Xing still got in. Song Beiyun looked at his empty hands: "No more?"

"It's gone." Zhao Xing looked back at the pinball machine angrily: "That thing is black! I don't know which bastard made it. Next time let me know, I will kill him."

"Do you still want to play?" Song Beiyun touched his nose in embarrassment: "If you still want to play, go get the chips."

"Take a short rest, come and have a look when you're busy here." Zhao Xing pointed to the horizontal sign: "What is this horizontal sign?"

"Heads-up game." Song Beiyun held up his sign and explained: "One party has gone to raise funds, and betting chips on the table across the sign means a truce, and we will fight again after he raises money."

"Oh... just like the truce card on the battlefield, I understand." Zhao Xing nodded again and again: "That's right, this game is like a battlefield, and it's interesting to have all kinds of opportunities to fight together."

"Don't be a gambler. I'll get you a set of mahjong in a few days. You're free to go back and play."