Song Beiyun

"It works! Absolutely works, the big waves washed away the sand, and those with less than one hundred coins were washed away!" Zhao Xing nodded: "But if..."

"Of course, it depends on whether I, Da Song, can give me some strength in the follow-up. If the people are struggling every year, do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, understood..." Zhao Xing laughed again and again: "Song Beiyun, you bastard's head is really easy to use?"

"Why are you swearing at people?" Song Beiyun glanced at Zhao Xing dissatisfiedly: "This method is definitely to boil toads in warm water. When they find out that the world will not believe them, hehe..."

Chapter 361, July 7th, 9

On the second day after returning to Jinling City, Song Beiyun got a seven-day vacation, which Zhao Xiang approved for him, allowing him to take a good rest, and praised him for doing a good job this time.

During the seven-day long vacation, Xiao Song didn't know where to travel, so he simply lay at home and did nothing, but in summer, he couldn't lie down in the house, so he would lie under the tree in the yard.

After all, it was the former Shangshu Mansion. Zhao Xing was really kind to him for being able to approve this kind of over-standard mansion. To be honest, Song Beiyun had entered the palace before, but he hadn’t gone all the way. But now it looks like Although the size of the Shangshu Mansion is not as good as that of the Wang Mansion, it is not that bad. It only covers an area of ​​about [-] square meters. This is definitely one of the most expensive houses in Jinling City mansion.

Secondly, this is a resettlement house, and Song Beiyun didn't spend a dime... What is this concept?It just didn't cost a dime, and lived in the best courtyard villa within the capital's third ring road.

In his previous life, Song Beiyun was just a child from a working family. If he wanted this kind of house, he could only live in Los Santos.

"Were you also so inhuman in your previous life?"

Miaoyan was sitting next to the lazy dog ​​Song Beiyun, while calculating the rotation scale of the gears and drawing the blueprint of the hand-held computer with a ruler, she suddenly popped out this sentence while drawing.

"No way." Song Beiyun yawned: "Compared to your lives, other people's lives are stinky shit, and I don't feel sorry for them all."

"The words are beautiful." Miao Yan said with a light smile: "Then let me ask you, if one day someone threatens you with my life, will you give up on me for self-preservation?"

"Maybe maybe not. Only when this happens, the two possibilities will collapse into one result. In physics, this is called Schrödinger's cat. So women like to ask some questions about the future. There is no such thing as this question. That's easy to answer." Song Beiyun crossed his legs: "Then let me ask you now, if you encountered the same thing, how would you choose?"

"It's hard." Miao Yan raised his head and thought for a while: "In my previous life, I was only a girl in her early twenties, and you are already a strange uncle in his thirties. You want me to answer this question?"

"Look, you can't answer." Song Beiyun grabbed an apricot and stuffed it into his mouth, shivering with soreness: "So it's pointless to ask this, and we all have to prepare for the worst, and wait for the surprise .”

"So you mean, in fact, you will still choose me, right?"

This is how women's thinking is. Song Beiyun has no choice. It's not that this is bad or something, but it belongs to a very special gender difference. No matter how much they understand the truth, they still need a definite answer in the end.

"Basically yes." Song Beiyun said seriously: "However, the probability of such a thing is very small, basically it will not happen."

"I know, I just want to ask." Miao Yan was silent for a while: "The woman you brought back may be King Fu's own daughter?"

"Well, the probability is very high." Song Beiyun nodded and said: "Wait for the prince's class teacher to return to court, and just lock her in the room now."

"It looks pretty."

"The Zhao family are all pretty." Song Beiyun laughed: "There is no doubt about that."

While talking, a head slowly appeared on the wall outside, followed by a pair of hands and a fan, and finally a person appeared like this. Song Beiyun quietly watched the person on the wall flip over and jump down , After landing, the man tidied up his clothes and walked towards Song Beiyun.

"Do you people in the royal family like to play this trick?" Song Beiyun looked at Zhao Xing who was dressed in casual clothes, "You may not know that the prince of Liao Kingdom almost became a disabled person because he climbed over the wall of my house."

"Oh?" Zhao Xing came to Song Beiyun: "You have a close relationship with the Prince of Liao Kingdom?"

"A gentleman's friend."

"Fart!" Zhao Xing reprimanded, "Stay away from him, that intersex person who is neither male nor female, just looks disgusting!"

"I know, I know, I don't need everyone to remind me."

"Who else reminded you?" Zhao Xing glanced at Qiao Yan: "What are you doing again? The two of you always make me feel weird."

"Why do you care about this?" Song Beiyun hugged Miaoyan's waist and put it behind him: "It's okay, don't talk to other women. Your status makes people panic."

"Hey, the words of a villain like you really make me feel heartbroken. It's really good to judge others by yourself. I only heard that everyone said to be careful not to let that Song dog see your wife, but I haven't heard of it. Who wants to be on guard against me." Zhao Xing spat: "Don't talk nonsense, today the first phase of pre-orders is open, let me go and have a look."

It wasn't that Zhao Xing had mentioned that Song Beiyun had forgotten about it. This matter itself was in charge of Miao Yan. Now it seems that this girl's work efficiency is much higher than his. It's only been a month since the pre-order of the first issue was completed. Out.

"Okay, let's go take a look with you."

"Otherwise? Oh, I have come in person, can you still refuse?"

Song Beiyun thought for a while, smiled on his face, and said in Zhao Xiang's tone: "It's not that I don't want you to leave the palace, but the world is peaceful. If something goes wrong..."

"Enough!!!" Zhao Xing covered his ears and squatted on the ground: "Stop reading! Stop reading!"

But even though he could poke Zhao Xing's deathbed, Song Beiyun took him to the sales department of the first phase out of sympathy.

"How's it going in the womb these days?"

On the way, Xiao Song and Zhao Xing were shaking their fans together, but it was really two handsome guys who came here. Zhao Xing was shorter than Song Beiyun, but he had a noble aura on his body, while Song Beiyun had a bit of evil spirit. They all looked good, but many girls on the road were whispering, not knowing how to choose.

"Everything in the palace is fine, but Lao Wang's body may not be able to bear it anymore. He was seriously ill when you left. These days, he has been talking about retiring from his old age and returning home. I have no idea here. You Do you mean to let him go?"

"Let it go, Lao Wang is almost 60 years old, and it's normal to be in poor health. Let him out of the palace."

"Then what about the position of the big companion? It can't be empty."

"Xiaoyu, isn't Xiaoyu very good?" Song Beiyun suddenly grabbed Zhao Xing as he spoke, and pointed at a girl in green clothes not far away: "How about that girl? She's bulging forward and backward."

"Oh... not bad." Zhao Xing also laughed: "Go, go and see how she looks."

The two walked in front of the woman together. After seeing her appearance, they continued to pretend to be passing by and walked forward for a while, and then made grimaces at the same time.

"It looks ugly."

"It looks like a nightshade."

Most men are like this, they don't have to do anything, but judging women is a skill brought out from the womb, even the emperor is no exception.

"The women in Jinling City are so ugly..." Zhao Xing sighed, "How about Hangzhou?"

"Great." Song Beiyun gave a thumbs up: "Gentle like water, soft and tender."

"Sigh... I'm so pitiful, I can't even go around like you." Zhao Xing shook his head silently: "Even if he left the palace like this, he would probably be followed by a group of people in command."

"There are also Huangcheng Division, at least fifteen." Song Beiyun turned his head, and a courtyard of Huangcheng Division immediately turned around and staggered his gaze: "Twenty."

"Alas..." Zhao Xing shook his head silently: "This emperor is really inappropriate."

"Okay, let's be content, why are there so many people rebelling? Don't you just want to try to be an emperor, you really don't have back pain when you stand and talk."

"I'm not arguing with you, anyway, you did a great job this time, and the governor of Hangzhou gave you three awards." Zhao Xing waved his fan and said, "Did you see the commendation letter Prime Minister Zhao gave you?"

"Well, isn't this the fifth grade?" Song Beiyun said, bought some dried fruit drinks from the pastry shop next to him, and handed a copy to Zhao Xing: "But my reputation is also ruined."

"Then who do you blame? Is it I who made you cruel?"

"Okay, Zhao Xing!" Song Beiyun pointed at Zhao Xing: "Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, right?"

"You are so brave! How dare you call me by my first name? Are you tired of work?" Zhao Xing didn't give in at all: "It seems that I gave you freedom too much! When I go back, I will let you be a A stable-sweeping stableman."

"I'm afraid you don't know what the last one who was Bi Mawen did." Song Beiyun snorted coldly: "Don't blame me for picking your peaches then!"

"Hahaha, there is a maid named Taoer in the palace, she looks like a mule."

"Hahahaha...a mule?"

"Well, mule."

The two came to the sales office of the first phase of the Royal Garden with their mouths full. Song Beiyun was taken aback by the prosperous scene in front of him. Not to mention that there was no place in the courtyard, even the outside was full of people. People, countless merchants and wealthy people stood under the shade of trees with oily skin all over their bodies in this scorching weather, waiting anxiously for the front to start issuing numbers.

And outside that small courtyard, there is a huge color schematic diagram hanging there, which is the future schematic diagram of the first phase of the Royal Garden. Judging from the typical perspective relationship and color skills, it should be a pretty handwriting.

"So many people?" Zhao Xing was also a little surprised: "Do you know how expensive this place is... There are so many people? Are these people too rich?"

How could Song Beiyun not know how expensive it is, but he never expected that there would be so many people just for the pre-sale. You must know that this place is not for sale of houses, but the land is still the emperor's land, and the house is only given to five people. 60-year license.

According to the thinking of these people, isn't this... equivalent to giving money to the court for free?

But the current scene is completely beyond Song Beiyun's expectations, and he didn't ask how the wonderful words were promoted and planned for more than a month, but judging from the current situation, the house price may be fired to an unprecedented new height.

At this moment, Zuo Rou walked past the two of them by coincidence. Song Beiyun hadn't seen her since she came back. She didn't expect to meet her here today. She was obviously dark, although she should be pretty, she was pretty. But now it's obvious that she looks like a child of the working people instead of a dignified daughter of a prince.

"Hey."

Song Beiyun yelled, Zuo Rou subconsciously turned around, glanced at the two of them, recognized them for a few seconds, and then happily rushed over.

"Why are you so dark?" Song Beiyun pushed the hair on her forehead behind her ears: "What have you been doing these days?"

"Cheating my money."

Chapter 362: On July 7, 9

Who in the world would have imagined that the one who cheated the court the most over the years was the daughter of Duke Ding.

In just one month, a team of 500 civilian husbands took out hundreds of thousands of funds from the imperial court.

And all this money was spent on things that corvee can do, such as reclaiming wasteland, leveling mountains and forests, widening roads and so on.

These businesses, which originally didn't require a dime, were calculated by Zuo Rou on the account of the court at the rate of 150 Wen per person per day.

This is just pure labor wages, not counting food and high temperature fees and various subsidies, the money is like running water...

"This is not a lie, it's an obvious robbery." After Zhao Xing finished speaking, he sighed and said, "This is clearly a robbery of my money."

"You are short-sighted." Song Beiyun held Zuo Rou's hand and pulled her behind him: "When money is spent, there are benefits of spending it. The prosperity of Jinling City depends on these people, why don't you understand Woolen cloth?"

"That's right." Zuo Rou made up the knife next to him: "They can buy things when they have money, and when they sell more things, there will be more and more people from other places doing business."

"Look, why don't you understand what even Zuo Rou understands?"

"I really don't understand, it's just that my heart hurts..." Zhao Xing shook his head, and said helplessly: "You two don't want to join forces to deal with me, you are not afraid that I will be there..."

He was halfway through speaking, but found that Zuo Rou had already pulled Song Beiyun to act like a baby, saying things like how hard he was these days.

"Just ask her how much she hacked me!" Zhao Xing shouted unwillingly from the side: "Don't patronize hard work!"

But his words were obviously ignored, Zuo Rou looked at Song Beiyun pitifully: "You don't take me when you go out to play."

"I go out to kill people, so I don't have time to play." Song Beiyun sighed, "Okay, okay, to reward you, I'll cook pork ribs for you when I go back tonight."

"That's good!" Zuo Rou immediately became happy when she heard that there were bones to eat: "I want sweet and sour ones, I like sweet and sour ones."

"Okay, sweet and sour."

Zhao Xing snorted secretly at the side: "Song Dog, have you chosen?"

"What to choose?" Song Beiyun looked back: "What do you want me to choose?"

"Jin Ling'er and Xiao Wan'er, you can only choose one."

"By the way, where is Jin Ling'er? Are you in the palace these two days?"

"She seems to say that she is not feeling well." Zhao Xing put away the fan: "You have to think about it carefully, you can only choose one of the two, otherwise I can't explain to the world. You have been crowned as the princess, and you want to marry the princess and the princess at the same time, there is no such reason in the world."

"Okay, got it, don't worry about it."

"What's your attitude!?"

Song Beiyun has been avoiding this question all the time, how could he not know this point, Xiao Wan'er must be the princess, because there is no precedent for a king with a different surname in the Song Dynasty, and Duke Ding has no chance to be promoted, so he can only be appointed as a wife Yinzi is gone, but Duke Ding doesn't have a wife... Then let's seal the children down.

Zuo Fang is the hereditary Duke of the state, and there is only one little prince, so there is nothing to seal.The only thing left is Zuo Rou, who was originally the daughter of the Duke of the State, and if she was named again, she would naturally be the princess.

And I heard that the award this time is still the Lord of Jiujiang County, and also has the title Duanyi.

Princess Ruibao and Princess Duanyi can't marry a broken Song Beiyun together, let alone the Ministry of Rites, even Zongzheng Temple can't explain to their ancestors...

"Is Jin Ling'er uncomfortable?"

"I'm serious when I tell you this, you'd better think of something quickly, otherwise I might really have no choice but to marry Jin Ling'er to the Liao Kingdom." Zhao Xing frowned and said, "You know, there are some things I am also helpless."

"That's fine." Song Beiyun frowned: "Don't worry, don't worry, let me think twice."

"Time is running out. This competition or something is actually just an illusion. In the end, I still intend to marry the two countries."

Song Beiyun was silent for a long time with his hands behind his back: "First, brother Yusheng tricked me into a Liao princess."

"what?"

"Okay, I know about this matter, I will arrange it." Song Beiyun sighed: "Your royal affairs are really annoying."

"Who says it's not." Zhao Xing took a deep breath: "Okay, if you have time later, go and see Jin Ling'er, and go back with me."

"Row."

After talking for a long time, the other end also began to list and issue numbers. Countless businessmen here immediately became agitated, rushing forward one by one anxiously, as if they were worried that if they failed for a while, the house they got would be like running away.

It's obviously an expensive item but they make it look like they don't want money for nothing. It's a bit scary to think about it.

"Where is I Qiaoqiao? I haven't seen her for the past two days. I thought she had entered the palace with the princess."

"No, Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao has gone to Suzhou." Zuo Rou was holding a box of ice cream sent by the staff of the sales office in her hand and eating: "She said that she would go to Suzhou to call some ingenious female workers, don't you?" You should underestimate Qiaoqiao, she has the final say on the trends in the capital now, countless dignitaries have to watch her face, otherwise the wives and daughters at home will not agree."

"That's for sure, her artistic talent is unrivaled." Song Beiyun said with a smile, "It's just that when she's busy, even I forget."