Song Beiyun

Don't think too much!

Fo Baonu braked in time, and then insisted that this Song dog wanted to take advantage of him, and wanted to be his father on it.

Since he likes it like this, let him have fun. Anyway, he doesn't suffer a loss, so why not do it if everyone is happy, anyway, the one who loses money is Na Songgou.

Returning to the palace full of joy, Fo Baonu sat on the throne that only belonged to the emperor and continued to start her work.

At this time, the servant of the household department came in a hurry, his face was covered with sweat: "Your Highness."

"Huh?" Fo Baonu raised his eyebrows: "Master Han, why are you so anxious?"

"Returning to Your Highness, in recent days, [-]% of the shops in the market have been closed. They all said that the things from the Song Dynasty are too cheap. If they don't lower the price, they won't be able to sell it. If they lower the price, they will lose money, Your Highness."

"Then let them go, it's just a bunch of unscrupulous profiteers. Why can't theirs be cheap when things in the Song Kingdom are cheap? Whoever the people like is whoever they are, and I can't control it. Is it okay for a good profiteer to offend all the people in the world?"

"Your Highness..."

"What else?"

Seeing the displeasure on Fo Baonu's face, the official of the household department couldn't say what he said, but bowed and retreated slowly.

And Fo Baonu didn't feel that there was anything wrong, after all, none of those profiteers were full of evil, and they did a lot of evil in the past, but now they have been tortured by evil people.What the common people like is what Fobaonu likes, so what does the life and death of those profiteers have to do with her?If they can't sell anymore, why don't they go back and farm? Daliao has plenty of land for them to farm. Isn't farming still profitable?Besides, starting from next year, Da Song Ke will come to give money every year.

Thinking of this, Fo Baonu looked down on that Ruan Song more and more. Although there are many talents, but the weak Song is still the weak Song, vulnerable to one blow, really wasting so many good ministers.

"Your Highness, just now a businessman from the Song Dynasty came to say that he came to give His Highness a gift for someone else."

When dinner was approaching, an eunuch stepped forward and said to Fo Baonu, "Your Highness, would you like to take a look?"

"Where is the merchant?"

"After presenting the gift, I left."

"Oh, where are things?"

The eunuch slowly put the box in her hand in front of Fobaonu, and she opened it curiously, but inside was a small ornament made of pure gold, but this thing was really strange, it was a golden dog that was going to the ground Excretion, but only action without shit.

Seeing this, Fo Baonu immediately burst out laughing. There is really no one else who can do such outrageous things except Song Gou. It is obviously such a fine craftsmanship. Although the statue is only the size of a palm, its hair is as silky as silk His hair is clear and his expression is lifelike, but what he did is so indecent.

There was also a note in the small box, and Fo Baonu took it out to see, but there were only four words "wait for you to die".

After seeing these four words, she first had a strange expression, and then suddenly burst into laughter, the more she laughed, the happier she became, and finally she even burst into tears.

"Dog!" She scolded, "You've come back to your senses."

After seeing those four words, Fobaonu immediately knew that Song Beiyun realized that he had been cheated, but it was too late for him to do anything now. Slave scored a point.

"I told you a long time ago." Fo Baonu flicked the golden dog's head: "We will have a long time to come, and you made you look down on me, but now you know that you are wrong?"

After she finished speaking, she slowly suppressed her smile and at the same time put away the golden dog, put on a cold face and continued to review the memorial.

But in her spare time, this little piece has become her favorite little toy, and she takes it out to play with when she has nothing to do, because when she sees this dog, she can think of Song Gou's furious and furious appearance, but It made her heart ecstatic, and she couldn't help laughing even when she was eating.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I have to go to Song State in a few days." Fo Baonu came to the study after eating, and poked the small dog's nose with his finger: "Song dog, when the time comes, I will let you You are convinced."

Chapter 388, On August 8th of the second year, it was sunny and the songs were full of songs, and the ten miles of flat autumn.

Today, King Fu's class returned to the court. Yesterday, the officials of all sizes in the city and the children of Xungui had been notified by the court, saying that it was time to wait in the long pavilion outside the city.

Song Beiyun was no exception. When he heard the news, his hands were trembling, mainly because he was worried that Lord Fu would break his dog legs. After all, Jin Ling'er's matter could not be concealed. The princess already knew about it. It is impossible for her not to tell King Fu...

"Clean up your clothes."

When Qiaoqiao got up early to help Song Beiyun tidy his clothes, she said in a rambling voice, "It's better to die."

"Hey! Are you still my pretty baby?" Song Beiyun pinched her nose: "Would you hate me for not dying?"

"Anyway, I'm afraid you won't survive." Qiaoqiao curled her lips: "Don't even talk about the princess of a country, even if a woman from an ordinary family gets pregnant before she is married, she will have her leg broken. You can't break the princess's life." Legs, right?"

"Ah...it should be fine, I have a backup."

Qiaoqiao didn't pay attention to him, but just took a small white flower from outside and put it on his bouquet...

"I won't die!" Song Beiyun pinched the white flower and said, "You should hope."

But even though he said so, he was still very nervous in his heart, and he looked a little distraught while sitting in the carriage.

Because King Fu wanted to enter from the east gate, Xiao Song had to cross the entire Jinling City, and today all civil and military officials and noble children from the whole city had to come out of the city to greet him, so Jinling City was stuck in traffic...

Song Beiyun's carriage is not conspicuous among this group of honorable carriages, it is just a low-end product. After all, there are grade restrictions there, and he is not qualified to ride in an eight-wheeled carriage, so it looks a little gray There are no noodles.

While waiting to get out of the city, he lifted the curtain boredly, waiting for the carriage to pass by at a fast speed, and at this time a fancy carriage stopped beside him.

It looks like the car of Xungui's family, but Xiao Song doesn't know these things, and he is not Zuo Fang, he knows all cats and dogs in the city.

And the people in the car obviously didn't know Song Beiyun either. After all, he was only famous, and there were not many scenes where he really showed his face.

After the gaudy carriage was also blocked there, the people inside lifted the curtain in boredom, and Song Beiyun saw that besides a greasy-haired and pink-faced brother, there was also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young lady who was as beautiful as a flower. .

He understood at that time that there is not much difference between the traffic jams in ancient times and the traffic jams in the future. This is like a rich boy who will drive a Ferrari in the future. When he is in a traffic jam, he will switch the Ferrari to convertible mode calmly, so that Song Beiyun The kind of bum sitting in a domestic scooter is envious of envy, whether it's the envy of the car or the people in the car.

After waiting for a long time, the little brother inside couldn't bear the loneliness and began to stick his head out to look at Song Beiyun, making a provocative gesture while winking.

Song Beiyun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, but silently pressed the willow bun hat that matched the Huangcheng Sifeiyu suit that was placed next to him on his head.

When the person on the opposite side saw it, his face turned pale at that moment, he hurriedly made an apology gesture, then put down the curtain and never dared to poke his head out again.

This little honorable man, the Secretary of the Imperial City took it as he said, and took it to investigate for twelve o'clock. It was useless for the heavenly king to intercede, even if he was not beaten or scolded, he was imprisoned in a small black room. Also had to go to Half-Life when it came out.

This is to cut first and play later, the imperial power is licensed, and no one in the world can surpass it. The Imperial City Division is set up for these gangsters.If you don't believe me, ask the dandies in Jinling City, whose master hasn't greeted them, don't mess with the Imperial City Secretary, otherwise no one's face will be saved.

The road was blocked for more than half an hour, and more than 150 horse-drawn carriages stopped at the long pavilion ten miles outside the city.

Xiao Song's rank is not high, so basically he is with a group of Zhongsan doctors, Taichang, Zongzheng Shaoqing, Secretary Shaojian, Neike Provincial Envoy, Yanfu Palace Envoy, Jingfu Palace Envoy, Prince Zuo and You Shuzi. pile up.

However, he was surrounded by a halo of dispersal, and everyone was clustered together, except that there was a circle of no man's land about five meters around him, which was naturally and spontaneously isolated.

Only Yan Shu stood by his side when he arrived, and the look of the two of them working together made people dare not speak out.

"You are afraid that you will die today."

"Okay!" Song Beiyun glared at Yan Shu, "I've been listening to this sentence since morning, give me a new one."

"Where are you going to be buried?"

"The Zijin Mountain is not bad."

"That won't work. That's where the new city is. If you were buried there, it would be a huge waste of land. Why don't you put you on a small boat and follow the Yangtze River to the sea?"

Yan Shu's teeth are sharp and sharp, and sometimes even Song Beiyun is no match for this guy, but after thinking about it, he is too lazy to talk nonsense with him. After all, whether he will die today depends on how good Lord Fu is... …

If King Fu accidentally beat him to death, Song Beiyun might really be put on a small boat and flow with the water while lighting a fire.

"I heard that you sold things to the Liao Kingdom at a loss?"

"Ah."

"Are you going to bully people?" Yan Shu got a piece of pancake from somewhere and ate it: "Did you have something dirty with that girl from the Liao Kingdom?"

"Which one?"

"Who else is there? Who else is there? It's the prince of Jianguo who is disguised as a man." Yan Shu said casually: "Others can't see it, but you can't see it? I heard that you two had a spring festival in Honglu Temple." Once."

"Fuck... you know all about this?"

Yan Shu nodded: "It's not like you don't know what the Imperial City Secretary is capable of. If you don't dare to spy on you, don't you dare to spy on an envoy from the Liao Kingdom? I heard the report from the spies that Mr. Song didn't come out all night, so I know what's going on here." not simple."

"Hey... tsk, these bastards."

"People are also following orders. If you are not clean, how can you blame the people below you?" Yan Shu said in a low voice, "How does the Crown Prince of Liao feel?"

"No, no..." Song Beiyun waved his hands and said, "I'm the one who is hungry?"

"Who knows."

While talking, firecrackers blared and gongs and drums blared ahead, but a large Zhao character flag slowly appeared in the distance. The color of the flag was obviously the royal color, and it was obvious that King Fu had arrived.

At this time Xiaoyu suddenly appeared in front of Song Beiyun, looking up at him with a smile on his face: "The official asked me to tell you something, you are afraid that you are going to die."

"Oh..." Song Beiyun scratched his head, "Don't everyone remind me!"

"Look." Yan Shu smiled from the side, "What did I say?"

Seeing the King Fu's banner getting closer, Song Beiyun's calves trembled, he thought about it, and suddenly ran back holding his stomach.

"If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple." Yan Shu shouted at his back: "What kind of shroud do you want to wear, leave a word before you leave."

Song Beiyun found a latrine and squatted in it. He would definitely not be able to poop, so he just squatted here to calm down and think about the prince's reaction when he knew that his daughter's belly had inexplicably grown when he was away.

Looking at it from a different angle... If something like this happens to Xiao Song's daughter in the future, then the child must be born without a father.

Thinking of this, he wondered if he should find a place to write a suicide note before going to see King Fu.

The sound of blowing and blowing outside and the cheers of the common people gradually approached. Song Beiyun squatted in the latrine and muttered to himself: "This is called the Doppler effect..."

"It's almost done. After King Fu enters the palace to receive the reward, it's time to go back and deal with you."

Yan Shu's head appeared on the wooden door of the latrine: "It's useless for you to hide here."

"you are annoying!"

Song Beiyun got up and pushed open the door of the latrine: "Can you stop urging me to die?"

"I'm thinking, if you die, how can I make your property bigger and stronger, then this burden must fall on my head, so I'm in trouble. I don't understand any of those things " Yan Shu sighed and said, "It would be great if you could know the golden bell jar."

Song Beiyun was so pissed off by this guy, he walked towards the city with his hands behind his back and followed the flow of people, but when he looked up halfway there, he found that the royal ceremony frame was in front of him, and Jin Ling'er was among them. Mother-in-law, he was even more flustered, after all, it is very pitiful for a child to have no father as soon as it comes out.

"Now, if the Liao Kingdom suddenly fights without declaring war, you will be saved." Yan Shu continued to fire at the side: "Well, speaking of it, if that bitch becomes the emperor of the Liao Kingdom, wouldn't you... Tsk Tut tut tut."

"Okay, okay, don't do this." Song Beiyun raised his head and searched in the crowd. After seeing Zhao Xiang, he smiled and said to Yan Shu: "If you give me another beep, I will tell Zhao Xiang that you are with me." The daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Rites went on the flower boat together."

"Your uncle!" Yan Shu's eyes widened: "You know that too?"

"It's not like you don't know what the Imperial City Secretary is capable of. If you don't dare to spy on you, don't you dare to spy on a courtier's family? I heard the report from the spies that the boat that Mr. Yan went up was dangling in the center of the lake, so I knew what was going on here. Simple."

"It's even." Yan Shu whistled and walked forward slowly, and then didn't say another word.

The group of people came to the palace, listened to Zhao Xing's victory speech, and then there was some business bragging, the crowd gradually dispersed, and then all the officials had to go to the palace to hold the commendation meeting, Song Beiyun naturally couldn't escape After all, [-]% of his actual credit for countering the rebellion went up.

This kind of thing is definitely not possible by urinating, so I can only bite the bullet and keep up. I will see Lord Fu and Duke Ding in front of the palace. Lord Fu has obviously lost a lot of weight, and Duke Ding has also darkened a lot. I want to come this summer Neither of them had an easy life.

And just when Zhao Xing began to speak forcefully, Prince Fu looked back at Song Beiyun, his eyes full of murderous intent...

Chapter 389: On August 8th of the second year, mandarin ducks and butterflies fly together

"Don't make trouble."

Xiao Song was kneeling in the hall of the Princess Mansion, and next to him was Zhao Ling, the Eldest Princess of the Great Song Empire.

Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess knelt there and was dishonest, instead she poked Xiao Song with her elbow, making him upset.

"You two are too much." Ding Guogong sat next to him and shook his head and sighed: "My lord is enough to pamper you two, but who knows that you two would actually do such a thing."

Lao Zuo is now in a relatively relaxed mood. He is actually mentally prepared for the scandal of his idiot and rebellious daughter who was born out of wedlock, but now he didn't expect it to be the eldest princess of the royal family...

There are no trivial matters in the royal family. After hearing the little report from the princess, Lord Fu slapped a horse to death at that time, which shows how serious the crime is.

Now the two of them are ordered to kneel in front of the hall, waiting for King Fu and the officials to offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for blessings before dealing with them.

At this time, Zuo Rou outside was wearing the Princess Yipin Ming uniform, holding an oil paper bag with melon seeds in her hand, knocking and coming here, the next stop was the sound of people cracking melon seeds.

"Ouch..." Xiao Zuo spat out the melon seeds, looked at the two kneeling in front of the hall: "I just said, you will definitely not escape this disaster today."

"Little Wan'er!" Zuo Guogong frowned: "At this time, you don't want to make trouble."

"Why not? Now you are only half a level lower than Daddy, and I don't know how much higher than this dog. What about Shangguan?"

Jin Ling'er, who was also kneeling on the ground, raised her head: "There is still a genuine one here."

"That's right! I'm not the one waiting to have my leg broken." Zuo Rou spat, "You're a great one? Don't you kneel here too?"

"Okay." Lao Zuo frowned and waved his hand: "Don't make any trouble, little bowl, go outside and play."

"I don't, I want to watch the two of them get beaten."

"Hmph..." Jin Ling'er rolled her eyes, then supported Song Beiyun's shoulders and sat on the ground: "My legs are sore."

"It'll be gone in a while, let's experience this soreness well, there will be no chance in the future." Zuo Rou gloated beside him and said, "In a few days, I'll get the Empress Dowager's wheelchair to sit with you?"

"Little Wan'er, step back!"

Jin Ling'er hadn't been beaten yet, the whip in Zuo Guogong's hand was already lifted, Zuo Rou saw that her father was angry, she quickly lifted her skirt and ran out, her calves were thumping so fast, and she didn't It can be said that it takes a lot of effort to step on the gorgeous life clothes.

Xiao Song didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, there must be someone who will be beaten today, one of the two can't be the pregnant Jin Ling'er, right?Then the answer to this reading comprehension is ready to come out, one of the two people will be beaten and this person will not be the pregnant Jin Ling'er...