Song Beiyun

After reading, he turned over with a smile and lay down on the ground with his hands behind his head: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it will be difficult to be a poet from now on. The mundane world has passed away, and there is a bit of love between children. "

He yawned: "I'll sleep for a while, you play by yourself."

Fo Baonu looked at the people who gathered around him, and then at Song Beiyun who had closed his eyes, feeling a little dazed in his heart. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, this Song dog would have such a wild and elegant posture.

Yan Shu had heard his voice a long time ago, came over and saw Song Beiyun with his eyes closed, and said with a smile, "Who am I?

"No." Song Beiyun slightly opened one eye, and glanced at him: "I won't smash your place, you guys play around."

Yan Shu laughed loudly, then picked up the wine glass from the table and drank it down: "Okay you madman, all right, you go to sleep, don't make trouble for me."

Fo Baonu looked at Yan Shu and Song Beiyun, chuckled, and Yan Shu also bowed to her.

"Oh?" Song Beiyun suddenly raised his head at this moment: "Why did the singing and dancing stop? Continue to play music, continue to dance! Sing and dance!"

Yan Shu turned around and said, "Dance."

Some people here know that this is Song Beiyun, but most people don't know him. They just think that this person is drunk here and imitates Li Bai's posture. Painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, which makes people laugh and generous.

"Who is this person? Even a mere young man dares to imitate Shixian, and he doesn't weigh his own weight."

"That's right, you dare to smack again without any ink in your stomach. You should talk to Mr. Yan, so that ordinary people like this won't come here from now on."

Yan Shu was greeting Buddha Baonu at this time, after all, he was a distinguished guest, so he, the master, was not to be neglected.When he heard these words from behind, he frowned and looked back, and this small detail was keenly captured by Fo Baonu.

"What's the matter? What they said is wrong? Isn't this guy just a market lunatic?" Fo Baonu pointed at Song Beiyun with a smile and said, "Look at this dead dog, he doesn't look like a man full of knowledge."

Yan Shu snorted softly and said with a low laugh: "Eldest Prince, you have underestimated him. If there is one stone in the world, I will account for [-]%, and everyone in the world will share [-]%, and the remaining [-]% will grow on this guy." .”

"Oh?" Fo Baonu obviously didn't believe it: "But I heard that he only picked up Mr. Yan's teeth and wisdom to gain some reputation for literary talent."

Yan Shu flicked his sleeves, with displeasure on his face: "Prince Yelu, why do you insult me?"

Naturally, Fo Baonu was not an easy-going lamp. She stood up and pointed at Song Beiyun and said loudly, "Since that's the case, I will write five questions today. How about you all write five poems using these five questions as words?"

Chapter 404, September 9th, 19

It is very easy for Fo Baonu to communicate with the people here, and even feels much easier than with Song Beiyun, because when you are with that Song dog, you have to be careful every step of the way, otherwise you will be buried by him if you don't keep it right. There is a condescending feeling.

If Song Dog didn't wake up, she would have nothing to fear, even in the face of Yan Shu, she would not panic at all.

For a moment, it seemed that the domineering prince of the Liao Kingdom had returned, and he was no longer the weak-tempered little girl who was crushed to death by the Song dog.

"Okay." Yan Shu said with a smile, "I'll save Prince Yelu's topic until the man wakes up. Before that, let's play some words and pairs with us."

"It's okay, but who knows when that person will wake up?"

Yan Shu glanced at Song Beiyun: "He can drink well, he will be fine later."

After Lord Yan introduced Fo Baonu to the gifted scholars present, the people around immediately respected her, because it was rumored that the great prince of the Liao Kingdom was an extraordinary person, who was involved in both literary and military affairs. , and he is still the most beautiful man in the world.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case. She speaks well and is well-organized, and her appearance is indeed as handsome and bright as the rumors. Except for the femininity of some women, the rest is a handsome gentleman.

If Yan Shu hadn't gained weight, he would have surpassed Prince Yelu by a head, but now...

But fortunately, although Yan Shu's stomach is getting bigger, there is still a lot of food in his stomach, and it is more than enough to match this Buddha Baonu in terms of talent.

It's just that as the host, he doesn't talk too much, he can only silently watch the Liao prince's claws and claws, forcing the talented scholars of the Song Dynasty to retreat steadily.

"Since the order of words is going to be late, let's write a poem. Since everyone is unwilling to write a title, then I will use the four characters Feng Hua Xue Yue to write a title, one word for one poem, okay?"

This is the most common poem topic, but it made it difficult for the people present, because the more common the topic, the more difficult it is to write, either it is the ancient jewels and jade, or it is a cliché.

Yan Shu didn't panic, he turned his eyes into poetry, but the others got into trouble, they got together in twos and threes and started whispering.

But at this time Song Beiyun got up in a daze, put one hand on the low table and half-closed his eyes, looking at the figure in front of him.

"Wake up?"

Yan Shu stepped forward: "Take care of your Royal Highness, she is already killing her."

Song Beiyun opened his eyes in a daze: "Come on, drink. It's better to be a little drunk today than to be drunk."

Fo Baonu slowly walked over from the front, still reciting poems, which sounded like a neat confrontation and full of artistic conception.

Song Beiyun slightly raised his eyes to look at her, then turned his head to the side, poured himself a glass of wine, and ate a cold dish.

"Whatever she does." Song Beiyun continued to lean back, looking at Yan Shu with drunken eyes: "Isn't it enough to have you?"

Yan Shu saw that he was indeed a little drunk, so he just shook his head and was about to turn around and walk away, but Fo Baonu came to Song Beiyun with a wine glass in his hands, and looked down at Song Beiyun condescendingly: "Aren't you crazy just now, I am Want to see how your romantic life is doing?"

Xiao Song raised his head to look at her with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "The green hills outside the mountain, the building outside the building, okay?"

"What's so good about that?" Fo Baonu laughed and said, "It's just a casual sentence."

"When will the West Lake singing and dancing stop?" Xiao Song said with a smile all over his face, "I think it's pretty good."

Um?After hearing the first half of the sentence, Yan Shu felt a little refreshed. Just two sentences already had the meaning of the flowery moon, and it sounded a bit decadent. The building outside the building by the West Lake kept singing and dancing all night long.

"The warm wind makes tourists drunk." Song Beiyun stretched his waist, pointed to those who were watching him behind Fo Baonu, and his tone suddenly sank: "Just call Hangzhou Bianzhou."

As soon as the fourth sentence came out, Fo Baonu was the first to change his face. He is from the Liao Kingdom, and he is also the prince of the Liao Kingdom. Bianliang.

But as soon as these words came out of Song Beiyun's mouth, the feeling changed completely, and the spearhead was directly pointed at Fo Baonu's face.

Of course, Xiao Song didn't care about these things, just blurred his eyes, pointed at the scholars behind him and shouted in a rampant manner: "Fantasy, is this snow cold enough?"

Many of those scholars were ashamed, and some even lost their interest. They sat there with blushing faces and began to drink alcohol. The country was fragmented, but they were still in this turmoil. When I thought about it, it was really a bastard. .

"Song Beiyun!" Fo Baonu approached Song Beiyun and said viciously, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Song Beiyun held her wrist with one hand, pressed her neck with the other hand, and pressed her forehead against his own: "I told you not to be too arrogant, just a little bit."

Fo Baonu shook off his hand, and seeing that the scene was a little out of control, Yan Shu immediately got up and greeted again, and it took a long time for the atmosphere to become lively.

At this moment, Song Beiyun stood up staggeringly, yawned and swayed his sleeves and walked to the door, holding a melon seed in his hand and started nibbling. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he silently calculated that he came to this world Almost 12 years.

Before he knew it, it had been almost 12 years... In the past, he would hide alone during the Mid-Autumn Festival, not because Qiaoqiao, Yusheng, and Aunt Hong couldn't keep him warm, but because he never forgot his parents.

But this year may not be able to escape, because he also has a family and is about to become a father.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to be a father soon, so you don't have to worry about it." Song Beiyun smiled at the moon and said, "I'm fine, I'm really fine, God is very kind to me."

While he was talking to himself, he was patted on the shoulder. He turned his head and saw Yan Shu's big face. Yan Shu handed him a cup of hot tea: "Are you better?"

"It's okay." Xiao Song yawned again: "How long are you going to fight? I really want to have a few drinks with you alone."

"Tomorrow, after watching the moon tomorrow, I will look for you."

"Well, I'll prepare roast chicken for you."

"Okay." Yan Shu smiled and thumped Song Beiyun: "Be careful too, many people in the court these days see you as uncomfortable."

"Isn't it because it went so smoothly? It's okay." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "It's okay, it will be fine after a while, and I will deal with it."

"Is there anything in the world that you can't figure out?"

"Yes." Song Beiyun spread his hands helplessly, "For example, the princess has a big belly."

The two men understood and laughed loudly. The laughter was particularly harsh in Fo Baonu's ears. She was disgusted by Song Beiyun's poem just now. She will not be able to sleep tonight if she doesn't find a way out now. up.

So she turned her head and walked towards Song Beiyun's direction again, but Yan Shu glanced at her, shook her head helplessly, turned around and continued to greet the guests.

"Since you're awake, I'm going to ask a question."

Fo Baonu raised his chin and looked at Song Beiyun: "Do you dare to accept the move?"

"There must be some bets." Song Beiyun walked in front of the auditorium and took a seat as the guest of honor: "Today, everyone will be a witness. I made a bet with the prince of Liao. If I can't answer the prince's question, I will be a fool." Horses are only sent to work."

Fo Baonu looked at him and narrowed his eyes: "Okay, if you get the answer right, I will promise you one thing."

The atmosphere became heated again, and Fo Baonu pointed to Xiao Song and continued: "Song Beiyun, if you can't answer today, you can follow me to Liao Kingdom!"

The people in the hall exploded with a buzz. None of them thought that this person was the notorious Song Beiyun, let alone that they would be able to point and point at Song Beiyun one day!

However, after his identity was exposed, many people discovered that Song Beiyun was not a blue-faced, long-toothed man who eats people without spitting out his bones, nor is he tall and tall, but rather a young man. Except for the evil spirit between his eyebrows, the rest is quite pleasing to the eye .

The folks say that he is [-] years old, but now one year is indeed extremely rampant.

"Then what if I got the answer?" Song Beiyun smiled and said, "What should you do?"

Fo Baonu chuckled lightly: "I'm the one who decides to return you Da Song Yizhou!"

"Oh, Youzhou, right?" Song Beiyun stood up, "Okay, that's it! Don't regret it."

"I don't regret it."

At this time, Yan Shu stepped forward with a calm face, and stretched out his hand to stop him: "The two of you should rest for a while, this matter is of great importance, and I still need to inform you."

"Go!" Song Beiyun shook his head: "Go and tell the officials that I, Song Beiyun, are going to recover Youzhou for Da Song!"

Youzhou was not in the hands of Daliao, and Fobaonu was still a little speechless when he was exposed, but he didn't expect Song Beiyun to agree. Now, Anu really doesn't understand what weird things are going on in Song Beiyun's mind ...is amazing.

Xiao Song sat there with a glass of wine in his hands, the scholars on both sides had already sat down, and Fo Baonu sat quietly opposite Xiao Song, the scene was dignified, as if an explosion was imminent.

"Wait a minute, what I want is a famous book through the ages." Fo Baonu smiled and said, "Don't make up for me."

"Okay." Song Beiyun tilted his head and replied casually, "Just let the horse come over."

"Then Master Song, have you thought about where you will live after you go to Liao Kingdom?"

"Can I squeeze you?"

Uncontrollable laughter came faintly from the hall, but Fo Baonu slapped the table: "Let's see how long you're going crazy!"

Yan Shu also rushed to the outside of the palace gate, and was led into the palace by Xiaoyu after the announcement.

Zhao Xing was still reviewing the memorial in the study at the moment, and when he saw Yan Shu coming, he raised his head: "What's going on with that son of a bitch, Song Beiyun?"

"He's betting on Youzhou..."

With a stroke of the pen in Zhao Xing's hand, red cinnabar ink was drawn from one end of the memorial to the other.

"Ah?? Say it again."

"Officials." Yan Shu cupped his hands and said, "Song Beiyun is betting on Youzhou with the eldest prince of the Liao Kingdom."

Chapter 405, September 9th, 20

Where is poetry?To put it bluntly, it is a place where friends and friends are gathered and cliques are formed for personal gain. Many famous stories through the ages come out of this kind of occasion, and where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes.

The fact that literati look down on each other has not changed since ancient times, but now there is a very interesting chain of contempt in the literati circle in the Song Dynasty. Similarly, literati who write poetry look down on those who write prose, and those who write prose look down on those who write parallel essays. Parallel essays look down on those who write novels.

And Song Beiyun, who wrote novels, looked down on them all.

There are various novels serialized in the newspapers every day. Most of the writers of these novels are low-level literati. They rack their brains every day for a few morsels of food, but in the end they still cannot match the few words of high-ranking celebrities.

However, these people still have a popular appeal among the people. Among the thirteen newspapers under Song Beiyun, nine have made a lot of money from various novels, and the remaining four are official newspapers, agricultural newspapers, and labor newspapers. The Heshang Daily barely managed to keep its capital, and even lost money when it paid out employee benefits during the Chinese New Year. However, because these four types of newspapers are relatively professional, even though some internal staff suggested that he merge the Industrial, Agricultural and Commercial Daily, he did not He didn’t follow suit, because Gongbao’s logo was a hammer, Nongbao’s logo was a sickle, and Shangbao’s logo was a circle symbolizing a wheel. He felt a little offended when the three were combined together.

Having said that, at this poetry meeting, the atmosphere is unprecedentedly tense, and the literati next to him don't know who to support. Supporting Song Beiyun is emotionally difficult, because Song Beiyun has a very bad reputation among scholars, and many people privately expressed their wish Eat his meat raw, although those who say they want to eat his meat now dare not even give a fart, but they still resist it in their hearts.

You have to support the great prince of the Liao Kingdom, because the Liao Kingdom swallowed up half of the Great Song Dynasty, and forced the Great Song Dynasty to adopt a humiliating tribute system, offering sacrifices to the Liao Kingdom every year.If this is to support the Liao Kingdom, it is not clear whether the government will come to the door, but I am afraid that the reputation will be rotten on the street, and no one can bear the name of a traitor.

So the scene became silent, and the atmosphere became more dignified.Song Beiyun was drinking, and Fo Baonu was playing with a string of coral beads. They seemed to be doing nothing, but the aura of the two of them facing the wheat light made it difficult to even breathe.

Now before Yan Shu came back, the atmosphere had already filled the room, Fo Baonu was chic and Song Beiyun was half-drunk and half-drunk.Song Beiyun doesn't need to be too prepared, because he is actually in a bad mood right now, because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a rare hypocritical day for this foreign traveler, even during the Spring Festival, he is not so hypocritical.

If she was nervous, it was probably Fo Baonu. She was flustered, because he didn't know the background of the person in front of him, and he didn't know what the consequences of ceding Youzhou would be if he really lost to him.

But no matter what, this bet is worth trying, because winning is tantamount to winning Song Beiyun, and winning Song Beiyun is tantamount to winning the world. Fo Baonu is not sure about this, but as a woman, she has a kind of Her intuition told her that Song Beiyun was worth the price.

About an hour later, Yan Shu came late, not only with the imperial decree, but also with a document.Of course, there was a young man following behind him. This young man was dressed low-key and didn't have any distinctive features. As soon as he entered the room, he went to the corner and sat down. Even Xiao Song didn't notice him.

"The emperor of Song Dynasty said..."

As soon as the imperial decree came, everyone in the room gathered at the front and lined up. Although they didn't need to kneel down, they still needed to dress up and look dignified. Only Song Beiyun was still leaning on his chair, snoring and not caring about world affairs.

The content of the imperial decree is about the bet, and the witness is the emperor of Song Dynasty, and the document is about the conditions to take effect after the bet is established.

This was the term that Yan Shu made Zhao Xing agree to, because he knew that Song Beiyun would not lose, but Zhao Xing didn't know that he didn't want to trade Xiao Song for an illusory Youzhou.

But after Yan Shu's lobbying, in addition to Youzhou, there was an additional condition on the terms, that is, the tribute from the Song Dynasty would be exempted.

After reading the documents, Fo Baonu looked up at Song Beiyun, and signed the agreement with a chuckle, but she also added a condition, that is, if she wins, the Emperor Song is not allowed to obstruct in any way when Song Beiyun leaves the country. Otherwise, it will be regarded as waging war.

Yan Shu glanced back at the corner, then nodded, and signed his name on the document.

Ever since, this seemingly child's play bet became a serious contract with the intervention of the royal families of both parties.

After Fo Baonu signed, she stepped forward and shook Song Beiyun.Xiao Song Youyou woke up, looked up at her, and chuckled lightly: "Anu is pretty."

Fo Baonu leaned down and leaned into his ear and said, "If you lose, you will be mine from tonight."

"Are you going to sleep with me?"