Song Beiyun

He gently folded the map and said nothing, although he was angry, but now there was no release point.

Because he knew... the eight hundred miles of the Kingdom of Jin might not be able to keep it, because the grassland was about to lose its hold.

After all, I didn't survive the winter.

But as a monarch, fighting must be fought, and he must not let go easily until he loses.But also as a monarch, one must prepare for the worst.Eight hundred miles...is the bottom line, no more.

And at the moment, in the underground front of the Kingdom of Jin, Song Beiyun, who was already like a god, was now even more exaggerated.The unwritten rules he set are now no one dares to challenge, not even the royal relatives.

None of the descendants of the God of War can survive the disaster. If other people really challenge this line, they will really die without a whole body.

Different from the pessimism at the top, the bottom of the Jin Kingdom is already excited. They unscrupulously use shaman dances to sacrifice to the princess of the Jin Kingdom who died for the country, and countless people even went to the military camp to join the army without hesitation.

But Song Beiyun, who was cursed to death by them, was lying on a bed covered with blankets, behind him were a few strong Kunlun slaves who were rolling back and forth on his back with thick and smooth wooden sticks.

"Let me... say, the other side of the grassland... please, hurry up." Xiao Song turned his head and said to Jin Lang, whose face was flushed beside him, "don't wait...to arrive, it's...winter, Ma ……trouble."

"Information reports that...the grass...the grassland has begun...to...weak...for a month at most."

"No... okay, slow down! Twenty days! Be... fast!"

After the massage and bath, Xiao Song walked out of the pool comfortably. After the maid finished changing his clothes, he clacked his hands in clogs, followed by dozens of guards and entourages outside.

And when he was waiting for someone to fix his pedicures, Han Ji rushed in suddenly, Xiao Song frowned and wrapped up her bathrobe: "What are you doing? Are you talking about the rules?"

Han Ji glanced at the half of his things that were still exposed, and curled her lips in disdain.

"What do you mean! Dog!"

Han Ji didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so she just leaned into his ear and said, "Mother and child are safe."

When Xiao Song heard it, he immediately clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "More than seven catties?"

"Ah."

"It's fat enough." Xiao Song stood up, breathed a sigh of relief, and stood at the window with his hips akimbo: "Okay, okay...Xiao Han."

"exist."

"Go, take [-] guan from the Song Commercial Bank in the city, and set up a flowing water mat ten miles long for me. I invite the whole city to eat!"

Han Ji was stunned for a moment: "Shili..."

"I'll leave it to you to maintain order." Xiao Song nodded and said, "If you don't have enough, you can pay."

Han Ji had never seen such a generous shot before, and after a moment of stunned, she just nodded and complied.

At this time, Jin Lang from the room also came out, and Xiao Song greeted him with a happy face and said, "Anu is born, seven catties and three liang, son."

Hearing these words, Jin Lang heaved a sigh of relief, as if a big rock in his heart had fallen to the ground, heaved a sigh of relief.

"Liao Kingdom is hopeful." Jin Lang also showed a smile on his face: "His Royal Highness is born."

"But I deny your Jin Kingdom's education, even a pig is stronger than your prince and grand master."

Jin Lang's face froze, and he pointed at himself.

Xiao Song was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and remained silent for a while: "If it's you... well, it's still better than a pig."

But Jin Lang has nothing to say. He can scoff at others saying this, but the father of the Prince of Liao is... a monster.

Taking advantage of Song Beiyun's joy, Jin Lang, who had suffered a dark loss, chased after him and asked about the distribution of the spoils.

His opinion was that Song and Liao would split the bill [-]-[-], but Song Beiyun disagreed with everything, saying that the grassland could be divided [-]-[-], but the Liao Kingdom in the Jin Kingdom would get [-]% at most, and nothing more would be given.

"Thirty percent? The eight hundred miles you want, the Liao Kingdom can only have two hundred miles?"

"What? How much more do you want? As a human being, don't be too greedy."

"You're going too far."

"If I don't give you anything, what can you do? What did you do in Liao Kingdom? Did you send troops? Or did you pay? The money is from Song State, and the people are from Song State. You sit here and get it." Do you think [-]% is too much?"

"You! Can't you think more about your son?"

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so don't talk nonsense to me. If he has the ability, he will grab it by himself. If he doesn't have the ability to give it to him, it will be nothing." Xiao Song stared: "Thirty percent."

"Four percent!"

"Twenty and a half."

"Thirty and a half."

"Deal." Xiao Song snapped his fingers: "Thirty and a half."

Chapter 620: October 10, Four Years

"It's so pretty."

Zuo Rou lay on the edge of Fo Baonu's bed, looked at Fo Baonu who was breastfeeding the child, and couldn't help sighing.

"Big, round." She said and looked down at herself: "Very shriveled."

"What are you talking about that looks good!" Fo Baonu freed up a hand to cover his chest: "I thought you said Zai Zai..."

"That monkey-like thing is so pretty." Zuo Rou stretched out his hand, "Let me touch it."

"Go away!"

Zuo Rou is really annoying, she has been annoying these few days, and Fo Baonu, who has unloaded the goods, has become thinner in the past few days, because Xiao Song is not allowed to find a nanny, so Fo Baonu suffers a lot at night tortured.

But every time he sees his own cub's big black eyes that are not quite in focus, Fo Baonu is really happy from the bottom of his heart, wishing he could hold him in his arms all day long.

"Okay." Jin Ling'er came from the outside to check on Fo Baonu, and seeing Zuo Rou harassing the mother again, she lifted her up by the neck: "Get out, don't disturb others. Wandering outside all day, Mo came back with evil spirits and infected the children."

Zuo Rou snorted, and said with a smile: "I'll go fishing and make fish soup for him to drink."

"Go fishing!"

After finally letting Zuo Rou run away, Jin Ling'er moved a stool and sat in front of Fo Baonu: "How, are you feeling better today?"

"Much better."

Fo Baonu is talking softly now, and she still has the majestic appearance sitting on the dragon chair. She is not weak. After all, a person who can ride a horse to drive the grassland cavalry to the side of Yinshan Mountain in the cold winter will give birth to a child. Isn't that as easy as laying an egg?

Her whispering was because she was afraid of disturbing the sweet and soft baby in her arms.

"He will be the prince of Liao Kingdom in the future, right?"

"Yeah." Fo Baonu gently rubbed his face against the cub's head: "His name is Brother Yelu Qing."

"Don't worry, just like my steel egg, you, iron egg, are sure to shout. In the end, no one will shout about the importance of older brothers."

"Anyway, he's still the prince...can't you always be called a steel egg?"

Jin Ling'er was silent for a while: "Hanyuan's old knowledge is based on what he said, and it is difficult to send books by Zijinlun. Song Hanshu."

"Sounds good."

"Then who did you hear?"

Just at this time, Zuorou's voice sounded outside: "Gangdan, go fishing with the godmother."

"Not going, godmother. I want to study."

"What are you doing reading that? Go, go fishing with your godmother!"

Then after hearing chickens flying and dogs jumping, Gang Dan was dragged out of the door in desperation, and under Qiao Yun's protection, Zuo Rou forced him to go fishing.

"look."

Hearing the helplessness in Jin Ling'er's tone, Fo Baonu's eyes showed deep fear, and subconsciously hugged the cub with greater strength. It seemed that he was studying hard outside the window, but suddenly a left The scene where Rola goes fishing with him.

Reminiscing about Zuo Rou's daily actions, she suddenly felt that the image of her son who was knowledgeable and up-to-earth seemed to be shattered...

"Actually, you don't have to be afraid, after all, she can't always go to the Liao Palace."

In fact, these days, Fobaonu has basically been in a closed state, and does not know the latest news from the front line. Liao's affairs are also almost cut off because Han Ji followed Song Beiyun to Yanjing.

But she wasn't worried at all, and she didn't even feel worried like before. Every time she thought of a crisis, she would always change her mind and think "they can solve it of course".

Yes, they can solve it.Miaoyan and Song Beiyun seem to have completely controlled Song Liao's lifeline.

Heh, Song Beiyun and Miaoyan.These two people are like... as if they were destined by the heavens, there is no one with extraordinary abilities.

More importantly, these two people are still inseparable, and the close relationship makes people feel resentful.

As the only person who slept with both of them at the same time, Fo Baonu actually knew very well that those two people would call each other in their dreams.

I didn't care about it at the time, but now I think about it, it is extremely sad.

"Okay, you rest in peace."

Jin Ling'er saw that Fo Baonu's mood suddenly became bad, so she stopped bothering her, turned around and walked out.

And Fo Baonu let out a long sigh, looked down at the pink boy who just had a full meal and was sleeping with his eyes closed and still sticking out his tongue softly, and said softly, "Fortunately, there is still you."

The wind outside rang, and it was another year of autumn. This year seemed to have changed a lot and nothing had changed.

Fo Baonu lay quietly on the bed, thinking quietly, although she didn't even know what she was thinking, she cried out of nowhere anyway.

However, just when His Majesty the Emperor of the Liao Kingdom was crying because of inexplicable grievances, the distant Yanjing happened to usher in the setting sun, but under the setting sun, there was a whole street full of excitement.

People along the street moved their tables, chairs and benches to the middle of the street at the entrance. All kinds of tables and chairs were arranged along the long street, and every ten tables had a stove set up, with iron pots and pots on top. Either boil water or burn oil.

The burly man walked through the crowd carrying all kinds of food, and could smell the delicious smell of food after a long time.

Everyone on the street was filled with joy, because just two days ago, the district chief suddenly came to the house to notify that there was going to be a banquet here.For a completely free banquet, everyone has to provide their special dishes, and both the food and the dishes are free, and the people responsible for the contribution have money to take.

Although the common people don't know why, but there has been no happy event here for a long time, and now this inexplicable celebration is coming, no one knows why, but not only food, money, and other good things, no one will do it Woolen cloth.

They didn't know until yesterday that the celebration was originally to celebrate the birth of the little prince of the Liao Kingdom. The noble concubine of the Liao Kingdom gave birth to the prince for His Majesty.

But they couldn't understand why the Liao Kingdom had a crown prince, but why the person who hosted the flowing water banquet was a Song official, and this person spent [-] guan.

What is the concept of [-] pennies? That's money that ordinary people can't earn in a few lifetimes, but seeing that Mr. Song didn't even frown, instead he was happy to send money everywhere. Is he probably sick?

But regardless of whether he is sick or not, Yanjing has been in a state of nervousness for the past six months anyway, and now he borrows flowers to present Buddha, it is not bad to be happy the whole time.

The past few days have exhausted Han Ji, but after all, she is for His Majesty, and she has no complaints, but she is the one who maintains order, she is the one who dispatches, and even the guards are hers. Even Iron Man can't stand it.

But fortunately, just when she was about to collapse, the King of the South Yard came to assist her.

But... It's a bit angry, but the dog man who made Han Ji almost tired, he was wearing an apron on the side of the road and performing to the common people...

"My craftsmanship is the best in the world." Xiao Song said while shaking the iron pot in his hand, the carp in it immediately flew up, and the flames rose up along with it.

This action made the people of Yanjing, who haven't often seen cooking dishes, clap their hands and applaud, and Song Beiyun became even more excited when he heard the applause, showing various tricks frequently.

Until someone from the frontline barracks hurried over, leaned into his ear and said, "Lord Song, the Jin Kingdom has assembled 35 people and is galloping from the west of Liaoning."

"35?" Xiao Song frowned, "Is it true?"

"It's absolutely true, the leader is Wanyan Nagesa."

Oh, it seems that he came here for revenge, Xiao Song nodded, but he was not too surprised, just continued to stir fry the dishes.

"Master Song, how do you... think about the disposal?"

"Disposal? There are only 5 people in Yanjing, what a fart to dispose of." Xiao Song squinted at the people around him: "What should I do?"

"Yes……"

The general left, and the common people finally knew that the cook who performed the cooking trick for them turned out to be a high-ranking official, and they had rarely seen such a close-to-people high-ranking official...

Jin Bing had already come from the west of Liaoning, and they galloped full of anger, just to kill Song Beiyun, but Song Beiyun was cooking in a calm manner.

It's not that he doesn't panic, but that he has no choice. There are only 5 people here, and there is no one more.

What can he do if he is anxious in the face of 35 people?

However, in terms of time, it would take them 35 days at the fastest to come from the west of Liaoning. These [-] days were enough for the Song and Liao allied forces to enter from the grassland and cut the [-] golden soldiers in half.

Anyway, the deployment has been made, and Xiao Song can't go at this point, so it's better to guard against death here, stir fry vegetables, take a bath, bully and bully Han Ji, it's very interesting.

The 35 gold soldiers are generally moving to Yanjing, and the running water banquet in Yanjing is still held as scheduled.

The people ate happily, and each family showed their own craftsmanship, making this sudden celebration like a New Year's Eve.

It doesn't matter if you can eat enough for three days and three nights, if you don't have enough, you can continue to replenish the goods. Anyway, the caravans are constantly transporting supplies from everywhere, and you can't finish them!As long as there is no waste, eat with an open stomach.

"Han Ji."

At the end of a busy day, Xiao Song sat on the stool, looking at Han Ji who was eating in a gentle and gentle manner, he raised his legs.

"Ok?"