Song Beiyun

"I will definitely use the best method." Song Beiyun spread his hands: "But people are different after all, so I put forward two plans for the prince to choose."

"Poison man, you are a poison man." King Fu sighed, "Then how should I tell the princess?"

"What can I say about this kind of thing? Let's talk about it frankly and honestly. I apologize that I made a mistake that all men in the world make. Now I want to make up for the mistake. Please forgive me, Princess." Song Beiyun leaned against the wall: "Sorrowful, my lord."

"Yes, worrying people."

Fu Wang and Song Beiyun both stood there with sad faces and chatted for a long time, and Xiao Song also found that this old man who is both civil and military is a romantic man, but he is a straight man of steel in his bones. A boy in his early teens seemed helpless, but he was no match for Song Beiyun, who was three rounds younger than him.

"Then what should Cheng'er do?" King Fu suddenly raised his head and asked, "Tell me."

"Cut the mess with a sharp knife, and the water poured out by the married daughter, the prince should not think about the best of both worlds. You know what kind of virtue Zhao Cheng is, but it's better to throw her to the Liao Kingdom to become a princess. In this way, there will be an explanation for both superiors and subordinates. Don't expect to marry me, Jin Ling'er, to the Liao Kingdom, I tell you that something will happen." Song Beiyun said very seriously: "As for the future , that's all about the Crown Princess of Liao Kingdom, so what does it have to do with her, Zhao Cheng?"

"You."

King Fu took a deep look at Song Beiyun. Although he knew that this fellow had a good brain and was rigorous in his work, he never expected to make it to this point. It's a pity that the level of fighting is really poor, and fighting by luck is not enough.

"My lord, please speak."

"If you are brave and good at fighting, I'm afraid no one in the world can stop you."

"Is the champion Hou Huo Qubing very good? At the age of 17, he beat the Huns all over the place. He is resourceful and brave, but guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"24 years old, dead." Xiao Song clapped his hands, and then slowly spread them out: "I'll just dance on his grave."

"Little bastard..." Lord Fu kicked his ass, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Say stupid things all day long."

"I thought about being too sentimental to damage the holy life, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I went to the mountains. The world is safe and secure, and I will not fail the Tathagata and not disappoint you." Song Beiyun sighed and said: "The prince made up his mind and went to chat with the princess. Life is always worth living. Choose the same."

"Then what did you choose?"

"Me?" Song Beiyun looked up at the sky: "I chose a road full of thorns and blood, which is considered to have failed the goodness of heaven. The Shura evil star in the world."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his fists towards King Fu: "I'm going to accompany Jin Ling'er."

Prince Fu stood there pondering over the child's words for a long time, and when he figured it out, he laughed for no reason, and said to himself: "Who is not?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked out of the princess mansion, looking for the imperial concubine's trace.

Song Beiyun opened the door of his house at this time, and shouted at Fu Wang's back: "My lord, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, don't you come to celebrate the festival together?"

Fu Wang looked back at him and sneered, which meant a lot.

Sure enough... It didn't take long for someone from the palace to pick up Jin Ling'er. She was still a princess who hadn't left the court. Naturally, she had to go back to the palace to spend the holidays with her parents and the empress dowager. Song Beiyun had no reason keep her.

Without Jin Linger, the canary, the huge house suddenly became deserted. Qiao Qiao doesn't like to talk loudly, and she speaks lazily. In addition, Zuo Rou Rou and Qiao Yun are also staying at home for the holidays recently, so they can't come to play , so the originally bustling place suddenly became a little desolate.

"Why don't the three of you play some small games?"

After dinner, Song Beiyun sent out a Qingshi game suggestion, but was rejected by Qiaoqiao in seconds. Even Qiaoqiao didn't want to talk to him. After asking, he found out that there were lanterns and lantern riddles outside tonight, and the two of them wanted to be together go to the street.

"Huh? Take me there."

"Go if you like, you lazy dog, if I tell you to go, you will lie in the corner and pretend to be dead if you can't take two steps." Miao Yan painted Qiao Qiao's eyebrows and nodded her lips while disdainful Taunting Song Beiyun: "Destroy my gaming experience."

"That's right, he's lazy. In the past, when he went shopping with me to lanterns, he always sat in the long pavilion and took a nap before he could walk a few steps." Qiaoqiao also complained together: "It seems that asking him to go shopping is like asking Like his life."

"Men are all like this." Miao Yan said with a smile: "Look at those men on the street, those men who are so courteous must have not yet succeeded, once this group of dog men get their hands, they will become lazy. "

"Then I'm at a big loss!" Qiaoqiao suddenly turned her head and pointed at Song Beiyun: "You lied to me, bitch!"

"Can you stop listening to her nonsense?" Song Beiyun stood up and patted his chest and said, "I promise to accompany you all the way."

In fact, the Lantern Festival during the Mid-Autumn Festival is very lively. Although it is usually very lively, this day is even more lively, because people are allowed to set off firecrackers on this day and the Lantern Festival. In addition, the workshop launched the first batch of fireworks this year. Walking on the street and looking up, the sky is full of brilliant fireworks, thousands of branches of mountains, flowers, seas and trees, which are so beautiful.

Fo Baonu held a sugar figurine in his hand, stood with his head up and watched the fireworks at the corner of the street, and was fascinated by the sight. From time to time, there were bright and shining Kongming lanterns across the night sky, and there were also pieces of fireworks in the nearby river. The lotus lanterns flowed down the river, illuminating the darkness of the night.

The sounds of children playing around are mixed with the cries of hawkers, which is a scene of prosperity and prosperity. Chang'an back then was nothing more than that.

Fo Baonu lowered his head and licked the sugar figurine in his hand, then raised his head and continued to watch the fireworks.

"It would be great if these were in Liao Kingdom."

She sighed more than once, these things are not available in the Liao Kingdom, and they need to be bought from the Song Kingdom, and buying in this way is no less than sending money to the Song Kingdom, this has always been a pain in Fo Baonu's heart.

And when she saw those gaudy things in the sky, she didn't even need to think about where they came from. If she saw the battle and heard the posture, if she was not facing the sky but facing the enemy, The opponent's cavalry who shot down in a volley would probably be trampled by the frightened flatterers.

Obviously they can make weapons, but the Song people used them to make playthings. It is really a country that loves leisure and hates work. No wonder they were driven to the south.

"Hey."

Suddenly she was patted on the shoulder, and she subconsciously turned her head, only to find that there was nothing, but a hand on her shoulder from the other side of her.

She turned around abruptly, only to find that it was Song Beiyun wearing a pig's head mask.

Seeing this man, Fo Baonu was very upset. She shook her shoulders and shook his hand off, and said angrily, "Don't hit me."

"It's so sad to stand alone at the intersection during the big festival."

Song Beiyun didn't care about that, he opened his mouth and began to mock: "I don't know if I'm missing my brother Ma from far away?"

Fo Baonu turned his back and ignored him, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw the beautiful and inhuman Miao Yan coming from behind, stepped forward and gently held Song Beiyun's wrist, and glanced at Fo Baonu with disdain. Bao Nu then dragged Song Beiyun away.

"You bastard." For some reason, Fo Baonu blew up on the spot, dropped the candy in his hand, and walked in the opposite direction.

But as she walked, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she turned around and started trotting all the way again, and then kicked a man wearing a mask on the ass...

But when that person fell to the ground with an ouch, Fo Baonu found out that he had kicked the wrong person...

Chapter 408, September 9, 23, Sunny Tokyo Love Story

When Fo Baonu was led out from the Jingzhao Mansion, Xiao Song laughed so hard that he lost his face. He shook his head and said, "Your Excellency, the First Prince, why are you suddenly violent and hurting people like this? If it wasn't for me, Whether you live or die, you won't be able to come out until tomorrow morning."

Fo Baonu pouted and was unhappy, and Xiao Song didn't know why she was unhappy. She sneaked out to play alone and violently hurt others. Is this what the prince of Liao Kingdom did?

"Anu, you want to come out to play and say hello to me first." Xiao Song followed behind her: "At any rate, when you are in the territory of Song Dynasty, I will be your guardian."

"Who wants your guardianship!"

Fo Baonu walked forward angrily, and Song Beiyun followed behind her unhurriedly. Seeing her like that, she was clearly just a puppy looking for comfort, and she didn't have the demeanor of a prince of the Liao Kingdom.

But this thing can't be taken lightly. Song Beiyun has suffered from this kind of people who turn their faces when they say they turn their faces. Jin Ling'er is like this. But in comparison, in terms of cruelty, Fo Baonu is even better.

"Anu, don't go so fast."

Song Beiyun saw that he was pulled away for a while, and he simply yelled. As he expected, Fo Baonu's speed increased even more after hearing this, and he disappeared after a while.

Xiao Song didn't chase after him, so he asked for a bowl of wontons at the bridge, and ate them in his hand, but with just this bowl of wontons, Fo Baonu came back panting, and kicked Song Beiyun's calf One foot: "Why don't you keep up!"

"I can't keep up, Eldest Prince." Song Beiyun sipped the wonton soup with a smile: "Your footsteps are so good, comparable to a red rabbit and a BMW. I don't know who will be so lucky to be able to ride your BMW in the future."

Fo Baonu reached out to hit him, but Xiao Song dodged it. He pointed at the wonton stand with a nonchalant expression on his face: "Eat a bowl, this bridgehead wonton is famous in Jinling City."

"Come on!" Fo Baonu sat down on the bench angrily: "What's the matter? Where's your delicate female relative?"

Song Beiyun ordered another bowl of wontons and sat in front of Fobaonu, and said helplessly, "Elder Prince, you are really causing me trouble, you have come out, how dare I accompany the female relatives, of course I want to serve as your Highness's dog's leg."

"I think your female relative is very beautiful, why don't you give it to me as a concubine?"

Song Beiyun scratched his head: "You are really not afraid of death."

Fobaonu was puzzled, but Xiao Song didn't explain it. After all, it was a wonderful statement. As long as Fobaonu dared to do this, it is certain that there would be no royal family in Daliao in three years. dropped.

"What's the matter? How dare you kill me if I want you to be a woman?"

"Okay, okay, Anu, don't make trouble." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "I don't know what kind of temper you are having."

"Who allowed you to call me Anu?"

"What's that called? Is it something to call a baby?"

Fo Baonu gave him a sideways glance: "Aside from asking for some cheapness, what else can you do?"

"Hey, Anu, you have misunderstood me." Xiao Song moved to the same bench: "Hey, look, if my hand reaches your clothes right now, what will you do?"

"I'll kill you!" Fo Baonu's face changed greatly and he was about to move away, but Song Beiyun's wrist was firmly stuck: "Why don't we try, you can call you, you can shout, it depends on whether I dare to stick it in .”

I'm afraid, I'm afraid... Fo Baonu is really afraid, this guy will definitely dare, he will definitely dare!

"Humph……"

"So, you have to smooth my hair, the more you screw with me, the less polite I will be with you, but if you say to me 'good brother, come and touch me', I will Instead, I dare not do anything." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Do you think this is the truth?"

"Dirty." Fo Baonu rolled his eyes: "You Da Song are all people like you?"

"What? You Daliao men can't get hard?" Song Beiyun poured some rice vinegar into the bowl: "Song and Liao are not the same in this kind of thing, the world is the same, you don't believe it, go back and try your little brother Ma. "

"He won't be as nasty as you!"

"That's right, I won't argue with you on this point." Song Beiyun leaned on the willow tree: "Anu, tell me the love story between you and Brother Xiao Ma."

"Why should I tell you?"

"How many people in the world know that you are a charming and handsome lady? I'm one of them, right? You just talk about it, anyway, you have no one to talk about." Song Beiyun said with a rascal face: "Let me listen to this Tokyo story. How tangled a love story really is."

"He doesn't know that I am a daughter." Fo Baonu's voice was cold: "Are you satisfied?"

"Oh? You are unrequited love!" Song Beiyun laughed loudly, and then leaned forward: "The great prince of the Liao Kingdom has power over the court, covering the sky with one hand, yet he also has unrequited love?"

Fo Baonu kept silent, while Xiao Song was amazed, and then pointed at the couples coming and going on the street in front of him: "Look, Your Highness, there are some things in the world that are more comfortable than being an emperor?"

"What do you know?" Fo Baonu lowered his head and whispered, "You are not in the royal family, how do you know the royal family, if I let go now, it will be a dead end."

"Come to Song Dynasty." Song Beiyun smiled and raised his legs: "I will guarantee you to be the number one brothel."

Fo Baonu kicked him hard, but Song Beiyun still said with a smile: "Actually, I did some research. It's only a matter of time before the eldest prince ascends the throne, but Anu, have you ever thought about it? If you ascend the throne, it means that you will confess in your life Once you get there, there’s no going back.”

"I know."

Fo Baonu didn't say much, just smiled lightly.

"The wise are stupid, the foolish are crazy." Song Beiyun stretched his waist, "It's better to have a pot of wine, let's go? Anu, go have a few drinks, anyway, my Mid-Autumn Festival was ruined by you."

"Don't take advantage of me."

"Okay, okay, anyway, I touched everything that should be touched." Song Beiyun said impatiently, "It's nothing special."

Fo Baonu kicked up, but was still dodged by Song Beiyun. She chased for a long time but failed to catch up with the Song dog.

In the end, the two sat in the tavern, ordered a few decent side dishes, and a jar of the best rice wine from Shaoxing.

"From the beginning of next year, the Liao Kingdom will be rich."

"Because I raised cattle and sheep for you in Song Dynasty?" Fo Baonu smiled and said, "That's fine, anyway, it's good to make money anyway."

"This is a good deal. It's okay for Da Song to raise some pigs and fish, but it's really not suitable for cattle and sheep."

"Um……"

The two were chatting happily over there, but there was a rumor spreading quietly but quickly in Jinling City.

The content of the rumor was that Song Beiyun, the imperial city envoy, was in Tongliao to betray the country. It is impossible to test where this news came from, but now it is convincing, and there are even various evidences emerging out of thin air.

Now this news is only spread among literati, and has not been widely spread to the people, but some interested people have already begun to collect relevant "evidence" step by step.

And Song Beiyun, who knew nothing about it, was taking Fobao Nu to play around Jinling City at the moment. He also played in the casino and the game stalls on the street, and was eager to guess the lantern riddles.

"This kind of rebellious ministers and thieves have harmed the country and the people. In the early morning of tomorrow, the old man will go to the palace in person and report to His Majesty to severely punish the villains."

An old man with white beard and hair was trembling with anger when he saw the things presented by his disciples. This person was none other than Pang En, who was Zhao Xing's mentor back then and was later awarded the title of Grand Master but was out of work.

Song Beiyun didn't know him well, but if his youngest son was mentioned, Song Beiyun would slap his forehead and shout awesome, because Pang En's youngest son was named Pang Ji, after all Bao Zheng and the Eight Sage Kings were here , how can we miss Grand Master Pang.

Although both father and son are grand masters, this Pang En is much better than that Pang Ji, and there is nothing wrong with it except that he is a little pedantic.

"Jill."

At this time, a man in his 30s came in, bowed and said, "Father."

"Come and see this."

Pang En handed the "evidence" in his hand that Song Beiyun Litong betrayed the country to his son Pang Ji.

"Now that you are in Shangshu Province, you should do something for the court. Tomorrow, you plan to kill the Cambodian government for your father! If you don't return it after your father goes, the matter of rebellion will be handed over to you."

When Pang Ji heard this, he knelt on the ground: "Father, think twice!"

"Think twice? How happy is it for a man to promise the country with his body!" The old man stood up, proudly: "I have long heard that Song Beiyun has harmed the country and the people. Can you tolerate it?"

Pang Ji was kneeling beside him, his hands were trembling slightly, his father was going to die... that would definitely not be unsuccessful, but now that Song Beiyun Shengen is flourishing, if he was pulled down because of this, the officials might vent their resentment on his own head.

At that time... my future will be ruined!

"Father, can I ask my son to talk to the officials first?"