Song Beiyun

"How can I do more harm." Song Beiyun sneered and said, "Women hook up with men, and I'm my lustful person. Then she will complain to the world, no matter what, this Zhao Cheng is also the daughter of Lord Fu. She doesn't have the name of a princess, but she is still a serious royal family member. I have already married Jin Ling'er, and if I rape my sister-in-law again, haha... Song Beiyun deserves to die."

Qiaoyun had no idea that there was such a layer, he looked at Song Beiyun in astonishment: "Then what should we do?"

"The status of a woman is really easy to handle." Song Beiyun laughed: "I know she hooked up with me, but it's hard for me to say it. Once I say it, I'm frivolous and I'm self-indulgent. If I let others know, she will After looking for life and death, I became the one who insulted her innocence."

"That……"

In the middle of Qiaoyun's speech, he suddenly stepped on Song Beiyun lightly. The two had a perfect tacit understanding, but Song Beiyun slapped the table and said, "That's not going to work. It's so chaotic outside now, so you should live here for a while."

"Dumplings are ready." Zhao Cheng greeted in a low voice, his face was flushed by the steam from the stove, and he looked soft and tasty: "It's ready to eat."

And Song Beiyun stretched his waist: "Eat first, eat first."

But at this moment, the Imperial City Secretary from outside suddenly reported urgently: "Yan Shu was assassinated! His life is in critical condition."

Chapter 676: Sunny September 3, Six Years

"It's a big joke. The important officials sent by the imperial court to investigate the case were actually plotted against! These people can be described as daring!"

Lord Fu was furious at the meeting, but Song Beiyun became the calmest person.

At first he thought it was a play directed and acted by Yan Shu himself, but several news later told him that it was not a play but a serious assassination.

Yan Shu was assassinated at the Yellow Crane Tower four days ago, and more than a dozen local gentry were assassinated with him.

Seven people had already died, and more than a dozen people were seriously injured. The attackers had ambushed early, and when Bai Nian'an's people heard the movement, it was already a mess.

Yan Shu was stabbed. Although the short knife almost cut him open, he was still a man of great fortune. The knife did not hurt his heart. The news the day before was that his life was in danger. The latest news the next day It has been updated to be life-threatening.

But the impact of this incident is extremely bad. It is not only to assassinate Yan Shu, but more importantly, it is a blow to those local gentry who intend to surrender.

This matter really needs to be investigated. I am afraid that the number of people involved may break the record of the Song Dynasty.

Song Beiyun knew that at this juncture, the most important thing was to show enough courage as soon as possible to deter the gentry in those relatively remote places, otherwise, the longer the time dragged on, the more problems and difficulties would arise in the future .

Moreover, this incident not only hurt the court officials, but also broke Song Beiyun's rule against assassination.

Breaking the rules itself cannot be tolerated, so when Lord Fu was furious, he kept thinking about how to prescribe the right medicine.

"Raising dead soldiers, assassinating officials, and fighting against the imperial court are all capital crimes. I'm afraid that in Ezhou, this time there will be bloody storms." Lao Ding also frowned: "But the country must be ruled out, if it can't be traced , but it’s really helpless.”

"Blood-stained Yellow Crane Tower, it really makes people laugh when it spreads." Fu Wang snorted softly: "Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there has never been such a vicious deed, Song Beiyun!"

"Have!"

Song Beiyun raised his head: "What is your order?"

"What countermeasures do you have?"

"Thinking about it, I know who did it, but the problem is just like what Ding Xiang said, and it's not easy to touch his big family without evidence." Song Beiyun pondered for a moment: "But since they made a trick , then I might as well go there myself."

"you?"

Fu Wang frowned: "You are familiar with the way, but now with your status, it's not easy to show yourself."

"Of course I know, but I didn't say that I would come forward in person." Song Beiyun pondered for a moment and said, "Obviously, we still need an agent. Please ask the prince to arrange this matter."

King Fu raised his eyes and glanced at Lao Ding, but Lao Ding looked at Song Beiyun and said, "Among the centers, who do you think is suitable to come forward?"

"Xia Song." Song Beiyun said without even thinking about it: "He and I worked together happily in Chang'an, and the cooperation was quite harmonious. In addition, I know him well, which is good."

Several important ministers in the meeting hall discussed with each other, and they all felt that Xia Song was indeed a good candidate. It happened that he had been transferred to the center now, and he was working under Lao Ding's hand. It would not be a big deal to assign him to Song Beiyun event.

As for Song Beiyun's work, they never worried about it. This kid would either do nothing or kill him if he did, and his scheming was hard to guard against. He simply had no other choice to do this kind of thing.

"Then pack up and leave immediately."

"Yes." Song Beiyun got up: "Then I'll go pack some bags and go see Yan Shu along the way."

He really just made a burden casually, he just told Zuo Ruorou and Qiaoyun that he had important business and needed to go on a business trip, and even boarded the carriage to Ezhou without even eating.

He was not a public agent on this trip, and all his identity information was kept confidential, so it was completely different from his previous actions, but fortunately, his old partner Xia Song was the one who helped him this time. Determine the relevant tactics.

Xia Song is not a fuel-efficient lamp. After all, he is a person who can deal with many countries in the border area. He is also very fierce when he does things. Two ruthless people get together, thanks to Ezhou The country gentry and local tyrants don't know yet, if they knew, they might really be uneasy even dreaming.

This road was galloping, and he didn't care about admiring the spring flowers and the full moon. He arrived at the boundary of Ezhou in three days, and arrived in Jiangcheng in two days.

Xia Song went into the city first, and met the local governor in the name of the new imperial envoy, but Song Beiyun naturally couldn't show up, so he went to visit Yan Shu.

When he saw Yan Shu, he was changing his dressing, the wound was still shocking, and his expression was not very good when he lay there.

"I knew you would come." Yan Shu lay on the bed, grinning his teeth in pain, and said, "It's just hateful, these bastards!"

"Careless."

Song Beiyun walked to the side with a smile and poured himself a glass of water: "Let me sew it up for you first."

After drinking the water, Song Beiyun told the doctor to go down first, then he picked up the suture needle and began to sterilize it. While waiting for the disinfection, he glanced at Yan Shu: "Has the wound been sterilized?"

"What disinfection?"

"Okay, there is a long way to go to popularize surgery." After speaking, he took out a bottle of alcohol and a bottle of iodophor: "The wound is exposed."

"I'm afraid it hurts a little." Yan Shu looked at the bottle of alcohol worriedly: "I'm afraid it will hurt a lot."

"It doesn't hurt."

"That's fine."

Yan Shu turned sideways, exposing the wound to Song Beiyun's face, while he took a clean tissue and soaked it in alcohol. He was still cleaning around the wound at first, but Yan Shu only felt the coolness, without any special tactile sensation.

And the moment Song Beiyun poured alcohol on his wound, Yan Shu let out a cry, and bounced around on the bed like a loach that had been soaked in oil.

"Don't jump! The wound is about to burst!"

At this moment, Yan Shu was like a woman giving birth with dystocia, biting the bedding and clutching the pillow with her hands, whimpering and tears streaming down her face.

After Song Beiyun took care of the wound, his pain got better. Yan Shu looked at Song Beiyun with a look of despair: "Don't you say it doesn't hurt?"

"Oh, what's the pain for a grown man?" Song Beiyun took off the steamer from the stove, used tweezers to take out a suture needle and threaded it on: "I'll sew it up for you, don't move."

"It's probably a little painful."

"It doesn't hurt."

"You must have lied to me!"

Anyway, whether it hurts or not, you need stitches. After all, the wound is still deep. If you don't stitch it up, it will take too long to heal naturally. Moreover, spring is the season most prone to infection, and Yan Shu might die if he gets infected. .

Yan Shu's teeth were almost gnawed when he was stitching, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat. The pain of the needle pricking the flesh and the feeling of the wound where the guts rubbed against each other made life worse than death.

After finally treating the wound, when Song Beiyun took out a can of yellow powder, Yan Shu had almost lost his strength. He looked up at Song Beiyun and said weakly, "I'm afraid this will hurt a little..."

"This really doesn't hurt." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "It's a Baiyao prescription sold to me by a Miao man. I improved a few medicines, and your grandfather also demonstrated it."

"That's fine."

When the powder was sprinkled, you could hear the sizzling sound of bubbling. Yan Shu rolled his eyes instantly, his body stiffened, and he broke the handle on the bed.

"You..." Yan Shu gritted his teeth and scolded, "You... bastard!"

"Oh, I've endured the stitches, so what's the pain?" Song Beiyun applied iodophor on the gauze to cover his wound: "Is it better now?"

"Go and find out how much the mahogany coffin is. You paid me for it, and it counts as your sending me the last ride."

Even though he has such virtues, his elegant demeanor has not diminished in the slightest, but soon, unknown ingredients in the medicinal materials played a role, the pain of the wound was quickly suppressed, and then he could still feel a burst of coolness. At this time, Yan Shu was considered alive. He came over, sat up and said, "I almost died on the Yellow Crane Tower, what a fucking bad luck."

"You look like you and you don't go out to work less." Song Beiyun spat: "How can anyone go to a banquet alone? Do you really think that the world is like a gentleman like me?"

Yan Shu gave him a squinting look: "I didn't know they would ambush in advance."

"If it were me, I would be able to find out the eighteenth generation of those ambush killers' ancestors." Song Beiyun sat by the bed and opened the box: "The medicine in this box, three times a day, each time a small bottle, is already gone. Prepared. Antibacterial and anti-inflammatory."

"What is anti-inflammatory?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Song Beiyun didn't bother to answer him: "Who are all the dead?"

"They are all powerful and powerful families in Ezhou who are more inclined to the court. This time I am afraid it will be difficult." Yan Shu sighed: "The first time I was sent abroad, I suffered a big loss. Am I the most useless in Qinglongyuan?"

"You're fine."

Yan Shu's eyes were almost moist when he heard these three words, but then Song Beiyun said, "I still have self-knowledge."

"You..." Yan Shu lay slumped on the pillow, "Oh..."

"It's like this if you don't have experience." Song Beiyun stood up and sat down on the stool in front of him: "I'm here this time to wipe your ass."

Song Beiyun laughed softly: "They dare to break my rules, they really don't know how to live or die."

"What are you going to do?"

"Tell me all the things you have at hand first." Song Beiyun leaned aside and said, "To be more comprehensive, it is best to tell me the distribution of power in each region."

Although Yan Shu lacked experience in execution, this kind of clerical work was just like playing for him.

He had figured out the power distribution map of the entire Ezhou a long time ago, and what Song Beiyun had to do now was to meet the governor of Ezhou in private.

The first thing he did was to expose himself actively, letting a small group of people know that he was coming, and the second was to scare the snake away.Even if the assassin did not participate in the assassination of the imperial envoy, it would be a fault of oversight.

Moreover, Song Beiyun didn't believe that a governor who had been entrenched here for ten years had nothing to do with the local powerful.

Then, as the first stop of reform in Ezhou, this knife must be fast, accurate and firm.Song Beiyun is not afraid of assassination, he has the world's number one spy regiment under him, and as long as they dare to make a move, they will catch fish with a net and catch them all.

"I have a quota this time." Song Beiyun said while looking through the information, "So I have more money."

"What quota?"

"Head." Song Beiyun raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Shu: "The dignity of the imperial court is not allowed to be desecrated. Since they don't pay attention, the price may be a bit high."

"How many places?"

"Ten thousand."

Yan Shu burst out laughing, and the laughter touched the wound. He yelled again on the bed, and when the yelling was over, he said, "If you count their dogs, there are not even 1 people."

"So." Song Beiyun laughed aloud: "The quota on hand is very generous."

Yan Shu also understood Song Beiyun's meaning now, this killing star was about to do something serious, and it could be seen from his eyes that he was probably going to exchange the lives of the people in Ezhou for the next area smooth transition.

That being the case, Ezhou is bound to usher in a bloody storm.Bloody Hand Tu Song Beiyun is really going to come out again this time.

After taking a break at Yan Shu's place, Song Beiyun went to visit the governor of Ezhou at noon the next day.

He didn't announce his name, but he didn't dare to be negligent at this juncture, because he didn't know if it was someone sent by his superiors, so when he heard someone visiting, he naturally put down his official duties and waited in front of the hall.

And when he saw who the person came in, the teacup in his hand suddenly couldn't hold it steady and fell to the ground.But when he stood up to meet Song Beiyun, his feet softened and he crawled aside.

Song Beiyun just glanced at him, and sat down on the chair in a big way: "Ezhou Governor Dong."

"Yes... yes... the subordinate is here... the subordinate is..."

Although he was nearly fifty years old, he still looked young, and as the third-rank governor, his status was the same as before Song Beiyun was stripped of his official position, so he didn't need to call himself a lower official.

But at this moment, he was really flustered. His years of self-cultivation were broken the moment he saw Song Beiyun. Even if it was the King of Hades, it would be better than the living King of Hades...

Song Beiyun sat there without looking at him, but gently peeled off his nails: "Do you know why I came to Ezhou?"

Dong Cishi tremblingly stood up from the ground, but he didn't dare to sit down: "I don't know... I don't know."

"Master Dong is a third-rank governor, a great official in the borderlands. He can't be an official." Song Beiyun glanced at him: "Why don't you call me Little Song."

"Don't dare... Never dare!" Dong Cishi's face was pale: "Master Song, you should save the life of the official... I really don't know anything."

Song Beiyun picked up the teacup and smelled it, the faint scent of tea came over him, and Bifeng of Xiazhou was excellent, this governor had a good taste.

"Bifeng, Xiazhou, Mr. Dong knows how to drink tea." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "I have nothing to do here today. I just came to pay a visit to Mr. Dong. After all, I still have something to rely on Mr. Dong. By the way, mine The whereabouts must be kept secret, Master Dong understands?"

"Understood...Understood...Xiaguan understands..." Dong Cishi took a deep breath: "Xiaguan understands everything."

Song Beiyun tilted his head and glanced at him, chuckled and left with his hands behind his back. When Governor Dong sent him to Shangjiao and returned to the mansion, he sat down on the ground as soon as he entered the door, muttering with a pale face: "Why did you provoke this Lord Hades...how did you provoke him!"

Chapter 677: On April 4th, 11th Year

"Then they shouldn't be scared to death. If they knew this, why did they do it in the first place?"

Yan Shu, who had been in a state of inflammation before and was unwell, has improved a lot after the inflammation and fever subsided. Although he can't even think about drinking heavily, looking for flowers and willows, but it is much better than when he could only drink some porridge. up.

He got up early in the morning, and although he still couldn't get out of bed, he had the energy to eat.

"We can't look at problems from our own point of view." Song Beiyun sat next to him and ate Yan Shu's preserved egg and lean pork porridge. Halfway through the meal, he raised his head and said, "A few elements are you know, I know, God knows, and the world knows. Where are they?" Knowing whether Song Beiyun has been arrested or not, everyone in the world knows that Song Beiyun has been arrested, even the people in the court think so. Another thing is that they just follow the usual practice. Anger sent people to investigate, and the person who sent people to investigate was nothing more than spending some money, finding some connections, and then taking advantage of the loopholes, and finally pushed out a few scapegoats, and the matter was over. Even if you are an important minister, the emperor can't Kill all the wealthy businessmen in Ezhou."

"Then you can't either."

"Yeah, I can't either." Song Beiyun didn't deny it: "But they don't know who I'm going to kill, and no one wants to be that lucky kid. I don't like to take the place of a dead ghost, and I don't have a deep-rooted relationship. Nets, bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes."