Song Beiyun

"You're bragging." Song Beiyun gave him a sidelong glance: "I heard Jin Ling'er say that you were honest and honest when you were the prince, and you were crying when you went out to pick up a bird's egg and you were worried about being scolded by your father when you returned."

"Nonsense!" Zhao Xing's face was red, as if drunk: "When did I live like that!"

"It's so miserable..." Xiao Song sighed.

"You..." Zhao Xing threw down his sleeves: "Are you going or not?"

"Go, go, go, go, go with you to molested the head office of good women, right?"

The two of them strolled leisurely in the street with Xiaoyu. Looking at the Jinling City in front of him, Zhao Xing couldn't help sighing, "I'm responsible for this grand event, right?"

"It's about the same in theory, maybe a little more." Xiao Song nodded: "There are five points."

"You're complimenting me." Mr. Zhao took a deep look at Song Gou: "It's really not easy."

Chapter 462: January 1th, Three Years

Today's Jiming Temple is bustling with people, flowers are blooming, under the clear sky and decorated with snow, it is full of scenery.

The temples in Jinling City were the first to collect tickets. After implementing this system, most of the lower-level people found that they were not so pious.

There are even sayings among the people such as "My Buddha does not cross poor ghosts", and the eminent monks know in their hearts that this ticket system itself is contrary to the Buddhist law that all living beings are equal, but it is helpless that this world is not the world of Buddhism. It is the world of the royal family, if they are not like this, then the position of abbot and abbot will be lost.

But this benefit is not without it, the people who should come will still come, and the cost will be even higher, because all the original objects in this temple are now paid for, and what devout incense is originally taken at will However, now it has become a charging item. The price of a stick of incense is clearly marked, and the first stick of incense is even more expensive. For example, the first stick of incense on the first day of the Chinese New Year was fired to [-]. Consistently high prices.

In such a big environment, the overall level of belief can be said to be suppressed to the lowest point in history. Throughout the ages, there has never been an era in which the influence of Buddhism has dropped to this level in a short period of time.

All the monks in the world are saying that the person who came up with this poisonous plan should be killed forever, but the person who came up with this poisonous plan is now spending two pennies with Zhao at the food place in Jiming Temple, a tourist attraction. Xingyi bought a vegetarian dish and sat in the newly built tourist rest area and ate it like this.

There are some other people around, but even the "rich people" who are willing to pay for the entrance fee may not be willing to buy the traditional vegetarian meal. If you don't buy it, you can't eat here, you can only choose the semi-open-air dining hall outside Enjoy the twenty-wen meal in the middle of the day.

Of course, there is a more advanced vegetarian meal, which is to provide special meals for those rich people in the back wing room. It is said that money is required for the head, and it is said that one person costs ten guan.

The reason why Song Beiyun chose to eat in this middle-level canteen was to see if this invisible grading worked. Judging from the current situation, the effect is still possible. The Buddha used money to divide people into three Sixth, ninth, etc., let's talk about saving sentient beings.

Meals with consistent money are okay. After all, they are too bad. Consumers don’t pay the bill, and they will lose money. So at this stage, the service quality can be said to be quite good. Even Song Beiyun, who is always picky, praises these meals Can't stop talking.

"Tell me." Zhao Xing poked his head over and said in a low voice, "You have committed such a crime, and you are really not afraid of going to the eighteenth level of hell after you die? You have tormented a Buddhist school into such a state."

"We'll talk about it after we die."

Xiao Song put down the food box and wiped his mouth: "Vegetarian food is good."

"That's right. Next time I come to eat when I have nothing to do. I'm tired of eating and drinking all day long."

There are still a few people eating around, most of them are a combination of a man and a woman. They come here to play, and by the way, they can taste the famous vegetarian food of Jiming Temple here. It is harmless to spend a lot of money alone.

Many of them don't even care that this is a holy place of Buddhism, kiss me and I'm not decent, but everyone seems to turn a blind eye, doing their own things, living in peace.

What does this mean?This shows that in their concept, there is really no concept of being a god, and they simply regard this place as a place for traveling and teasing girls.

How should I put this kind of thing? In the future, there will inevitably be a decline in the overall moral standard, but this will be able to curb the various sects that have plagued the Central Plains for thousands of years to the greatest extent.

After all, everyone knows that Buddha's food is delicious, but people without money can't eat it.

This is indeed a bit of a crime, but who cares, at least Xiao Song doesn't care.

After a meal, they continued to wander in this latest tourist attraction. On the viewing platform of the back mountain, they didn't see many beautiful girls, but they saw a few scholars who were looking at the plums and expressing their feelings. .They stood on the hills, posing a posture of looking at all the small mountains, commenting on the heroes of the world as well as the mountains and rivers.

"If you want to say who is the most intelligent person in this world, I think it is Mr. Yan Tongshuyan. This person is unparalleled in literary talent. Although he is about the same age as you and me, his future is indeed limitless."

"Brother Zhu, this statement is wrong. I told you that there is someone who can dominate the world, but you talk to me about literary talent. You and I can't agree on this."

The side hurriedly persuaded: "Sun Gongzi calm down, I wish you didn't mean that."

And that Young Master Zhu in Tsing Yi is also doing his part at this moment: "Who said Lord Yan can't dominate the world?"

"You may have forgotten that there is another person." The grandson raised his head and said with a smile, "Who do you think it is?"

Song Beiyun was overjoyed, but Zhao Xing shook his head slowly, and whispered, "No one's turn will be your turn."

"Hmph..." Xiao Song turned his head sideways: "You know that?"

"I really know that no one in the world knows that you, Song Beiyun, are a treacherous minister and traitor. Except for me, who else knows whether you can rule the world."

"Grandpa is not rare!"

As soon as the voice on this side fell, I heard the person at the other end say: "I don't think you can guess, this person is the disciple of Zhao Xiang's love, Kuang Yusheng Master Kuang. This person guards Nanchang at the time, and he is also honest and upright in the government and the public. It is not an exaggeration to call him a gentleman of the present age, he sets national policies, suppresses the rebellious party, and patrols the south as an imperial envoy. If one wants to compare literary talents, Lord Yan is indeed superior, but if one compares the policies of governing the world, this is not the case. Your Excellency is afraid that he is no worse than Lord Yan, and even has some faults, otherwise why Zhao Xiang appointed him as an imperial envoy but didn't appoint Lord Yan as an imperial envoy?"

"Hehe, according to what you said, the traitor Song Beiyun should have been rewarded by Zhao Xiang, but what happened? Isn't he now in prison, waiting for justice?"

Song Beiyun heard it from the side, and immediately rolled up his sleeves: "I have a bad temper!"

"Ai ai ai... don't worry, wait for them to finish." Zhao Xing stretched out his arms and said, "It's interesting."

Song Beiyun suppressed his temper and sat there and continued to listen, and then he heard the other end continue to say: "Then Song Beiyun took the lead, I knew he would not live long, not to mention his murderous spirit, and he was deviant. It is said that this time The crime was collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country, and the grand master of the current dynasty, regardless of his age, died in the official family to let the villain subdue the law, which shows that the sun and the moon are still at ease in the end, and our Great Song Dynasty definitely cannot let such traitors do harm."

"Well said!" The young master Zhu who was arguing with him before reached an agreement on scolding Song Beiyun, and he stepped forward: "This kind of villain does a lot of evil. I heard that when he was in Hangzhou, he was even poorer. Extremely extravagant, eating fish only eats the crescent moon meat on the surface of the fish. Within a month, he ate up all the fish in the West Lake. He even asked for bribes in the name of imperial envoys. It’s full of cars and boats! Seriously, the world’s first-class traitor!”

Zhao Xing glanced at Song Beiyun, Song Beiyun's hands were already clenched into fists, and Zhao Xing approached with a smile: "Crescent moon meat is delicious?"

"It's delicious. It's delicious. It's very moist and firm." Song Beiyun gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it."

Zhao Xing laughed loudly, patted Song Beiyun on the shoulder and stood up from the small gazebo: "Everyone, I have something to say, just wait and listen."

"Who are you?"

"Handan Zhao Minglang."

"Heh, Zhao Guoren."

Song Beiyun snickered when he heard the words and Zhao Xing had blue veins on his forehead at that time. He used to be the heir of King Zhao, and the fief Handan was also where Zhao State was located in ancient times.

This country of Zhao is also pitiful to say the least, what about learning to walk in Handan, talking about soldiers on paper, and what kind of profit making people faint, advocating women to perish in Zhao, these allusions of the black Zhao country emerge in endlessly, and later because Zhao Xing's father, King Zhao, was the first to face Liao. Choosing to surrender without a fight has been ridiculed by people all over the world, but Zhao Xing knew that his biological father had signed an agreement with the Liao Kingdom at that time. Kazuki.

The father's humiliation saved hundreds of thousands of people in the fief from the war, but he became the "Zhao people" in the mouth of these scholars. Thinking of his father lying on the bed when he died, Zhao Xing became angry. .

He raised his sleeves and punched Mr. Zhu in the face. Everyone was young, and the conflict was imminent. A few people immediately surrounded Zhao Xing, and Si Mingsi was about to step forward. Save Jia, but was stopped by Song Beiyun's gesture, and then he took off his coat and joined the battle.

Zhao Xing is not a weakling. Although he sometimes has a weak temper, he grew up practicing Taizu Changquan since he was a child. Although he is not as vigorous as Song Gou in fighting, it is enough to deal with these dogs.

The two of them knocked down this group of scholars to the ground in a short while, Zhao Xing flicked his wrists, steaming from his head: "I haven't practiced for many years, I'm not used to it."

"Your three-legged cat's kung fu." Xiao Song swung his arms, "You can just beat these trash."

There were more than a dozen people in the underground circle, and they were lying there screaming, and they were beaten so hard that they couldn't get up.

At this time, the people from the government also rushed to the scene, and they were stunned when they saw this scene. They wanted to arrest people when they came up.At this moment, the knives of Huang Chengsi and Si Mingsi were about to be unsheathed in the crowd, but Zhao Xing waved his hand to stop those people, pointing at himself and Song Beiyun, shaking his head to indicate that they could not go forward .

Since they couldn't go forward, Zhao and Songgou were naturally detained by the government. The attitude of the officials was not bad. After all, people who come to this place and wear decent clothes are considered to be big families, so it's not him. This kind of messenger can be offended.

The two were sent to the county office not far from Jiming Mountain. Although this place is only less than five miles away from Jinling City, it is under the jurisdiction of Gyeonggi-do. Will be in this official place.

The county magistrate saw that two people had been turned away, first asked them what they had done, and then said that after a fight, they put them in prison without talking nonsense, and asked them to find out who they had beaten before they could be convicted... …

"This is my first time in jail!"

Zhao Xing in the prison seemed a little excited: "So this is what it feels like in prison?"

"You owe it." Song Beiyun sat in a corner with his knees hugged: "The girl didn't molested the girl, and she was caught here."

"Interesting!" Zhao Xing nodded again and again: "It's very interesting!"

Chapter 463: On January 1th, Three Years

Zhao Xing is a typical person who wants to experience life, fight and fight, it's human nature.But for this little emperor who is relatively cowardly by nature, this is his first experience in life, so even though he is now locked in prison, he seems extremely excited.

Of course, being in prison was also his first experience.

"Hey, tell me." Zhao Xing leaned on the fence of the prison cell and looked at the sky outside from the small window: "If I really become a prisoner one day, but then you defect to the enemy and become a high-ranking official, when we meet again, where will you be?" I am outside, and you throw a piece of moldy steamed bun in front of me, and say, 'Hey, come eat.' Do you think I will eat it or not?"

"I see that you have not thought about serious things all day long in your little head. There will come a day when the only reason you can see me is because the person who arrested you asked me to poison you. You understand me What do you mean?"

Xiao Song lazily turned his head and glanced at Zhao Xing, who was sitting there imagining the future. If there was such a day as he said, he must have come to give him a glass of poisoned wine, so as to test whether Song Beiyun was rebellious. After all, he poisoned the Emperor of Song to death with his own hands, so he would no longer be able to play double-faced games.

So, if Da Song dies and Xiao Song seeks refuge with the new master, Zhao Xing will be captured.His fate must be inescapable from a glass of poisoned wine, because this glass of poisoned wine is precisely the ultimate magic weapon used to enhance the loyalty of the general.

Zhao Xing thought about it for a while, and it was reasonable, so he leaned against it and laughed silly, thinking that if one day the country was broken, he would find a place to break it by himself, and it would be fine if he crooked his neck and read it. A dry well is also fine, in short, people can't fall into other people's hands, otherwise the hope of restoring the country will be completely gone.

And while they were in custody, the families of the beaten scholars also found them, and they brought their children to this court to seek justice.

After all, this place is the gateway to Gyeonggi. Most of these people who come to ask for justice are people with official status, and at the last time they are all juren. These people heard that their children have been beaten, and it seems that they have been beaten badly. Where is this? If you are willing, you will naturally come here to find justice.

The matter of fairness is called fairness, but everyone knows that this kind of fairness is usually unfair. The county magistrate is particularly submissive when dealing with parents who have great mood swings, although many people here His rank is lower than his, and some people don't even have an official status, but he is usually the best at handling such things, knowing what kind of face he should use to face these people.

After all... Those who dare to come must have something behind them. Either they have senior officials in the family, or they have the prestige of scholars in the family. Anyway, it is not a simple thing.

"Everyone, I will deal with this matter on my own, please be calm and don't be impatient."

The county magistrate sighed, and comforted the parents who came to find an explanation, but he had no better way to do this, he could only calm down temporarily, and then quickly ordered the officials to go to the prison and ask carefully.

The official officer is very familiar with doing this kind of thing, because he is well-informed, and he must not make a judgment because of the large number of people. He just took office and didn't have the experience to deal with it. He just admonished the young man who took the lead according to the previous methods, and then beat him ten times. Finally, he found out that the person who was beaten was actually the son of Zuo Guogong, the young master Zuo Fang.

Although the Duke knew the righteousness and didn't say anything, but when he came to lead the people, his face was indeed not kind.

And the princess who came with him at that time also warned that if he still dealt with it in such a muddle next time, he would tear his black yarn and smash his desk.

Since then, the county magistrate has learned to be good. He doesn't care about the so-called fairness and integrity. He first asks who is on both ends. Hitting the board or verbal admonishment.

The official came to the prison and saw young people lying on two thatched grasses. He saw that one of them had fallen asleep and the other was picking his fingernails boredly. He immediately knew that these two people were not simple. .

"Two sons?"

He knelt down and called out in a low voice, Zhao Xing, who was peeling his nails, raised his head and lazily replied, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this... Two young masters, Mr. He asked me to ask if there is anyone else in the two young masters' homes? Let the family members come to lead them."

Zhao Xing kicked Song Beiyun's ass: "Lazy dog, get up!"

Xiao Song opened his eyes in a daze, subconsciously yawned, wiped his face, saw the officer, and said with a smile: "Master officer, your cell is really clean, the thatch is all newly paved. right?"

"Hey...that's..." The official sent a flattering smile: "This place in the capital, who can I offend as a small person, naturally I have to serve better. This place can't handle big cases, it's all about disputes The quarreling ones are different from the Huangcheng Secretary and Jing Zhaoyin. What's more, the two young masters have extraordinary bearing at first glance, so they can't be dealt with hastily."

Seeing this low-browed and obedient official, Zhao Xing laughed, turned to Song Beiyun and said, "Look, these people have forced these low-level officials into such a state."

Xiao Song picked his nostrils and said nonchalantly: "It won't change 1000 years ago or 1000 years later, otherwise what are those scholars working hard to study? Is it to build a new countryside?"

Zhao Xing laughed loudly, took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to the official from the fence, and said to him: "You can take this to the Imperial City Secretary."

The official took this piece of jade, and his tentacles were warm. Although he was a low-level official, he had seen it before. After he got this piece of Hetian warm jade, he knew that the identity of the person in front of him was definitely not simple. He didn't dare to neglect it quickly. Take jade to the county magistrate.

The county magistrate was overwhelmed with today's affairs, and when he saw the official came back, he immediately became angry: "Aren't you going to do business? Why are you staying here?"

"My lord..." The official stepped forward tremblingly, held the jade pendant in his palm, and held it up carefully: "Look..."

The county magistrate took a closer look, and saw that the jade pendant in the official's hand was faintly pink in color, round and cute, and it was not ordinary just by looking at it.

And there is a pattern of the Great Wall engraved on it, and on the back are the four words "here is the destiny".

After seeing these four words, he couldn't sit still, his foot slipped, and he sat on the ground.

His face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes moved back and forth quickly, and his lips were trembling.

"grown ups?"

"grown ups!"

After the officer yelled twice, the county magistrate regained his composure. He sat back on the chair and wiped the sweat from his head with his official uniform.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?"

The officer's question made the magistrate glared at him viciously, but he didn't even have the strength to swear. He pointed at the jade pendant: "What did that man give you?"

"He is being polite, that is to say, he passed this jade pendant to the Secretary of the Imperial City, presumably it has something to do with that end."

It's a good sentence... The county magistrate was furious after hearing this, and slapped the official's face, but he didn't say anything, but whispered: "This object must be handed over to the official of the imperial city." .”

The official who was slapped was in a state of confusion, but he didn't dare to ask, so he walked out holding the jade pendant.

The county magistrate was restless sitting in the room. After he rose and fell several times, he finally stood up and planned to go to the cell to plead guilty.

But just as he walked to the door, a man walked in ostentatiously from outside. This man was tall and fat, dressed in silk and satin, and was very fancy.

And behind this person, stood "Brother Zhu" with a black eye socket. One of his teeth was knocked out, his eyes were swollen, and his entire face lost its shape.

This was obviously done by Zhao Xing, because Song Gou didn't slap people in the face. He only needed to help Zhao Xing subdue the people who were ambushing from his side. Only Zhao Xing could do such a thing.

Brother Zhu was beaten like a pig's head, and the man in front of him came to the county government office aggressively.

"Hey, isn't this young Lord Chai?"

The county magistrate knew this tall guy, he was a frequent visitor to fights in this area, and usually he was on the side of the beating, but judging by his posture now, he might be trying to get back the spot.

"What about that person?"