Song Beiyun

"Won't you dip some soy sauce?" Yan Shu frowned, "That might not taste good."

"Wow, you've even started to lean towards me in your language style?" Song Beiyun raised his glass: "It makes me look like your own father."

"You die!" Yan Shu also raised his glass and touched it: "What are you going to do with this Zhao Cheng?"

"looks good?"

"Hey, I know what you're going to ask, so let me tell you this. Although it's not comparable to your wonderful words, but the figure is better than Miss Zuo's, and the face is more beautiful than pretty. Putting aside that thing, it can be compared with you. Her Royal Highness has the power to fight."

"Wow..." Song Beiyun nodded again and again: "I was targeted by such a thing?"

"Well, how do you plan?"

"Have you ever heard of tricks?" Song Beiyun stretched his neck: "From your description, I'm afraid her brain is not working well, so make good use of it."

"In your eyes, is there any brains in the world?"

"You."

Yan Shu laughed loudly and raised his glass: "Okay, okay, thank you for your kindness."

"This is not flattery. If you are a fool, the grass on your grave is now over your tombstone."

"Yes, thank you Master Song for not killing me."

While the two were eating and chatting, Song Beiyun had almost grasped the sudden changes in the past few months since he left.

First of all, the two ministers of the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of War have left. The minister of the Ministry of War is concurrently held by Zhang Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, and the minister of the Ministry of Punishment is concurrently held by Master Qing Ding of Dali Temple.

This was unexpected by Song Beiyun. This is a typical example of two dogs that don't bark suddenly becoming team leaders. One person takes charge of two departments. The future can be expected!

Then, following the clues that Song Beiyun had left, he caught a few believers of the White Lotus Sect who were lurking deeply, but Yan Shu didn't seem to have Song Beiyun's torture skills.The only thing that is certain is that because of Song Beiyun's sudden intervention, the rebellion in the southwest has changed, and the time for Lin'an Bailian's rebellion seems to have been delayed.

In the end, so-and-so's family in the DPRK got married with so-and-so's family, and the son of a big family was promoted again, which obviously diluted Zhao Xiang's influence in the DPRK.So Zhao Xiang drafted an emergency promotion list, which included Kuang Yusheng.

"Oh? Brother Yusheng is really going to be promoted?"

"It's not just promotion, it's an extraordinary promotion. The one who came up is Shangshu Shengfuyou, from the sixth grade. How about it? Are you happy?"

"He doesn't know... Is brother Yusheng my brother?"

"I know, of course I know." Yan Shu said with a smile: "This is the brilliance of the ruler of the world, you can go and taste it carefully. In time, even my son-in-law who rides the dragon will not be promoted as fast as your brother-in-law." .”

"Can he compare with you? You have the real power, so powerful." Song Beiyun ate his food with a smile: "By the way, how much do you know about the Chai family?"

"The Chai family? What's the matter? Has it offended you?"

"Not really. It's not that I've been an official for some time. I only heard his voice but never saw him. What kind of thing is this Chai family that lives so reclusively?"

"That's amazing. It's hereditary. It's the Chai family under the official family of the Song Dynasty. The iron book of Danshu is passed down from generation to generation. It can't be killed, imprisoned, or humiliated. People like you and me, if he is killed, he will be beaten." Dead. If you kill him, you will kill your nine clans."

"This is the most harmful method."

"Fa..." Yan Shu shook his head lightly, and sighed, "Brother Yun, what kind of law is this? Don't you have any concerns? Is this the law of the Song Dynasty? Is it the law of the officials? Is it the law of the people? Yes Sheji's law? It's not him Zhao..."

He was probably a little drunk and started talking nonsense. Song Beiyun slapped his hand with his chopsticks, which woke him up suddenly, and then cold sweat broke out on his forehead that was visible to the naked eye.

"Naughty beast!" Song Beiyun frowned: "You don't want to live anymore, so don't implicate me!"

Yan Shu nodded, and cupped his hands towards Song Beiyun: "You're young, you're careless."

Young people, it's good to have anger in your heart, but it's useless to scold directly like this!

"Work hard, work hard, and climb up." Song Beiyun patted Yan Shu on the shoulder: "Go and be my brother Yusheng's sidekick."

"Hahahaha... what about you?"

"Me?" Song Beiyun shook his head: "Without me, you guys are just bullshit!"

"you!"

How alert Yan Shu was, his eyes widened suddenly: "Your words are much more dangerous than mine."

"Wait and see, you just wait for the prosperous age to come." Song Beiyun was also a little drunk: "We not only want to witness history, but also want to be written in history."

"You drink too much."

"You too."

Yan Shu clasped his fists together: "I want to kill the head and kill them together. After the killing is over, I can let you go and see the scene in the thousand years you said."

Song Beiyun didn't say anything else, just ate and drank and went back. Fortunately... Jin Ling'er is here and not in the other garden, otherwise I don't know how long it will take tomorrow.

Seeing that Song Beiyun came back reeking of alcohol, the girls didn't stop him, they just asked Qiaoyun to take a bath and let him fall asleep.

And while he was sleeping, Jin Ling'er was planning a shocking show, and this was originally a plan devised by the best girl of this era, and now she added some wonderful words...

Chapter 319, On April 4th of the second year, Qingqinse is in the palace, so everyone is quiet.

The news of Song Beiyun's triumphant return was suppressed, but the news that he led people to smash the Yushitai spread like wildfire. For a while, Song Gou's reputation seemed to rise a bit. When people discussed it, they said that he was a devil At the same time, I did not forget to say the last sentence "Be considered a hero".

He himself didn't care much about it, but he started to live the same life as before. A few months of military career didn't change him too much. Should he be lazy or lazy? In addition, he has basically been evacuated now. It hadn't passed yet, the imperial examination hadn't started yet, Song Liao's recruitment of son-in-law had also been put on hold for the time being, so Song Beiyun ran around all day, doing some things that he didn't have.

That Song Nuanyu's identity is a top priority, he has to find a way to erase the traces of that girl's existence and add new content.

For example, hometown, growth trajectory, etc., these are not simple things, and they need to be carefully crafted so that they are not easy to be discovered.

Of course, as Song Beiyun is extremely energetic, all these things can't consume 30.00% of his energy, so he will toss about some chemistry and weapon design when he has nothing to do.

He has already tossed out the prototypes of various artillery designs, but he is still not satisfied, because this kind of artillery with front-loading ammunition is small in power, slow in rate of fire, and cumbersome. After all, the steel part has not been completely settled.

But fortunately, the workshop outside the city has been basically completed now, and the craftsmen that Fu Wang gave him and the craftsmen he recruited by himself have already moved in, and began to plan the factory area according to the design drawings given by Song Beiyun.

The workshop is still recruiting people, and the conditions are naturally very harsh, but the remuneration is really generous. In addition to the fixed salary, there are also various generous rewards.The craftsmen are also highly motivated and active in their work, so everything seems to be progressing in the direction Song Beiyun imagined.

"Master, take a look here." A craftsman held a gear design and a worn gear and said to Song Beiyun: "The thing has been made, but our iron is not good enough. After more than ten hours of rotation, the teeth will disappear. gone."

Song Beiyun looked at it and scratched his head: "Go to the steel factory! This level of craftsmanship can do nothing!"

"Master... we had a fight with the steel factory yesterday, but it didn't work."

Song Beiyun squatted on the ground with a solemn expression: "This is also a big problem. I want steel. What's the use of this iron!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head: "Go, call me the person in charge of the steel factory, and then call the person in charge of the R&D department. Have a meeting!"

In fact, not only Song Beiyun was bald, but everyone in the workshop was bald. Logically speaking, which one of the things they made now is not a masterpiece if it is placed outside?But they couldn't meet the requirements of the master's family. The people in the steel factory were impatient and beat up anyone who urged them, and the group of people who were assigned to the design department by Song Beiyun even ate and slept in the steel factory all day long.

But what to do... just can't get it out!The iron-making furnace is turned on all day long like burning money, and batches are returned to the furnace in batches. The temperature can't keep up and can't meet the requirements of the master.

After the two-hour meeting, Song Beiyun, who was covered in dust, sat there with the master craftsmen who were also covered in dust, helpless.

"Master, if the temperature can be reached, we will be able to train the steel you want."

Song Beiyun propped his head on one hand: "Everyone, don't be anxious, safety is the first priority. Take a rest for two days and go to the brothel to relax. It will be counted as a vacation for you, and the salary will be calculated according to the basic salary."

"The master is generous!"

"Master, it seems that the money in the account is not enough, and the consumption is a bit high these days."

"Well, you bring the account book, and I'll figure out how much I have to pay."

Song Beiyun, who spent all day in the workshop, turned himself into the appearance of a workshop director. Most of the time when he came home, he just ate, showered and slept, so tired that he couldn't even speak.

And Zhao Xing, who hadn't heard from Song Beiyun these days, was in Concubine Jing's bedroom at the moment, practicing the Wu Qin Xi with one leg crossed, taught by the senior medical officer.

"That bastard Song Beiyun, why hasn't he moved at all these days?"

Lao Wang stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "Go back to the official's house. Song Beiyun has been hiding in the workshop these days. He goes there before dawn and returns after dark."

"This man..." Zhao Xing sighed and said, "Leave him alone, he's just talking about it."

"Officials, do you need this old slave to help you pass on the papers that the Ministry of Officials reported for promotion to the three provinces?"

"Let's pass it on. Zhao Xiang has a really big heart to break the rules and promote 15 people. You can tell him that there are only three places to be promoted. Are there any more? It can be mentioned. There is another one for Prime Minister Zhao to make his own judgment. By the way, confer the title of that Li or something in Nanchang City who rebelled with Song Beiyun, and confer him a yamen governor, as a reward."

"The old slave takes orders."

After Lao Wang left, Song Nuanyu, who had already been made a noble concubine, came in with tea soup and said to Zhao Xing with a smile, "Officials, take a rest."

"You are pregnant, so don't worry about it." Zhao Xing hurried over to support Nuanyu: "If you are free, after waiting for your mother to go to worship Buddha in two days, I will go and find your dog in the name of visiting relatives." Brother, otherwise people will say that you are ignorant."

"Ah... official... I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of him doing?" Zhao Xing was confused: "What else can he do to you?"

"That's not... it's just that the concubine is afraid of him."

"I'm afraid I'm going too, so don't make people suspicious." Zhao Xing slapped his head after finishing speaking: "Yes, he doesn't have a house yet, and he lives in a private house. It doesn't make sense, and I promised to give him a house. In that case, do you think you should give him the house of the Minister of War or the house of the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment?"

"Is this...is it too expensive? It's not in line with etiquette, and it makes people gossip."

"What gossip can you say? No matter how you don't reward him, he took precautions to take down three important cities. Half of the achievements in countering the rebellion belong to him. Everyone understands it very well. Yushitai is much more honest now, who can say What? If you really don't reward me, who will fight for me in the future?"

"Then...everything the official likes."

"When he moves in, you can visit your relatives."

Early the next morning, when Song Beiyun was about to go out to the workshop, he was blocked at the door by an imperial decree.

It was Xiaoyu who delivered the decree.I haven't seen Xiaoyu in the past few days. He seems to have been promoted again, and now he is firmly the third in command of the Department of Command. Many jobs that belonged to Lao Wang have been given to him.

"Master Song, the big house." After reading the imperial decree, Xiaoyu handed the things to Song Beiyun with a smile: "I have already inquired about it before, and the house of Minister of the Ministry of War is very good. It's empty, I ordered someone to clean it before I came, and Master Song can live in it in three days."

"Yo... Zhao Xing finally has a conscience." Song Beiyun took the imperial decree and was just about to tease a few words when he saw a figure flashing at the door...

"Cough... Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"It's a shame you didn't go on talking, otherwise I have to take it back to you, dog."

The person who came was none other than Zhao Xing, who was dressed as a young man, followed by Old Wang.Where the two of them stood, they didn't look like an emperor, but they were clearly a playboy who bullied men and women.

"Why are the officials here?"

"I see you don't move at all these days, I'm afraid you will die." Zhao Xing looked around: "I heard that there is a shop that eats beef in Jinling City? I purposely have an empty stomach."

Song Beiyun immediately bowed his head and clasped his fists: "The officials slaughtered the cattle privately for..."

"Stop farting, do you wear it or not!"

"Come come come..."

Leading Zhao Xing, Lao Wang and Xiao Yu through the crooked alleys, they walked for half an hour before they stopped in a remote alley and came to the beef shop.

Just as he passed by, a person walked out. He looked up at the people in front of him, his face turned pale, and then he walked forward with his head down...

"Where are you going?" Song Beiyun grabbed hold of him, "Eating alone, right?"

This person was none other than Yan Shu, who had grown into a pig these days. The moment he saw Song Beiyun and Zhao Xing, his mentality actually collapsed.

"It's too late, it's too late... You and your friends have a good meal, I have to go on duty."

He completely treated Zhao Xing as non-existent, broke free from Song Beiyun's hand, and ran away...

Zhao Xing looked back at Yan Shu: "This guy is also a wonderful person."

"Now he's a pig." Song Beiyun spat, "Look at the pig he eats."

The owner of the shop is a close acquaintance of Song Beiyun's. After all, Song Beiyun is a giant in the black beef market. He takes away one-third of the beef in Jinling City. He not only eats it himself, but also air-dries it into beef jerky...

"Master Song, please come inside, there are some good items today." The boss greeted enthusiastically, and moved the tables outside while greeting: "Master Song is here, today's business is considered over."

Zhao Xing looked back at Song Beiyun in surprise, but Song Beiyun just spread his hands: "I don't understand what he said."

The four sat down, and before Song Beiyun could speak, the boss came over rubbing his hands: "Master Song, the old rules, right? Four people, each a catty of braised, a catty of stewed, and a catty of roasted. But today there is no Fifty catties were outsourced, and there are only thirty catties left, but the little one can get a good item today."

"What is it?" Zhao Xing looked back at him, "What kind of object is it?"

The boss gestured towards himself: "The thing on the bull is a rare thing. It was bought in a big way. Mr. Song used to take a pair every few days. I haven't seen the bull these days."

Zhao Xing glanced at Song Beiyun strangely, and Song Beiyun hurriedly shouted: "Okay, okay, you deal with that one today, and eat it here."

"Okay, listen to Master Song."

After a while, a table of beef was brought up, not to mention the strong taste, and the smell of Tianzhu spices.

Zhao Xing took a sip of the soup first, and let out a sigh of relief: "You guys will enjoy it, how many cattle do you think you ate?"

Chapter 320, April 4, 21

It's fine to eat farm cattle, Song Beiyun's biggest problem is to act as a protective umbrella for this beef shop.

This is something that the Imperial City Secretary should investigate and deal with, but not only him, but even the adjutant Yan Shu has become a frequent visitor here, which is a serious crime.

"Song Beiyun, I warn you, if there is another time, you will be punished severely!" Zhao Xing ate a piece of cold beef liver and drank a sip of sweet cold rice wine: "It smells...it smells so good."