Song Beiyun

Song Beiyun was full of vicious attitude, and the other person seemed to have expected this to happen, but he was unhurried, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Song, my master is the magistrate of Fuliang County, and he learned that Master Song came to the boundary of Fuliang , as a landlord.”

At this time, Ding Xiang happened to pass by the door. He was dressed as a businessman, and he looked like he was going to make an unannounced visit. Song Beiyun glanced at him, then turned to the official-looking man and said, "So it's the county magistrate, then I Go and go."

The carriage below has already been prepared, but Song Beiyun felt that something was wrong the moment he saw the carriage, because this carriage was definitely overstepping the rules. No matter how powerful a county magistrate is, he is not worthy of four horses. , even the young prince is only two horses, Dingguo is worthy of four horses, Prince Fu is only five princes, and Zhao Xing is worthy of six horses and two horses when he is on tour.

Why is this little county magistrate four horses?This guy seems ambitious.

However, Song Beiyun boarded the carriage one step at a time, and sat upright in it, feeling uneasy.And the butler was obviously stunned for a moment, and Song Beiyun keenly caught this little move.

Now it seems that these people are trying to trick Master Song from the capital. Song Beiyun probably had some thoughts in his heart, but he didn't show it. absent-minded.

The officials followed the four-horse carriage all the way, Song Beiyun thought for a long time in the car, and probably found out what these people were planning to use to corrupt Master Song.

that power!Power is an irresistible temptation for men. It is the dragon gate that ranks above wine, sex and wealth. After passing this dragon gate, you can get whatever you want.

But obviously, they miscalculated one thing, that is, the person sitting in the car now is a person who goes in and out of the palace to follow up with his own house, sleeping on the dragon bed and rolling around without anyone talking.

To him, imperial power was nothing more than that. He had slept with the emperor, beaten the emperor, and nursed the future emperor. There was also a man who might have been the emperor but didn't become the emperor called him dad.

So to him, it's not a big deal at all, and the emperor is just like that when he is on the dragon chariot.

The carriage slowly arrived at a mansion instead of a yamen. Song Beiyun was invited out of the carriage, followed the official's house all the way into it, and soon met the legendary fifth-rank magistrate.

"Come, come, Brother Song Xian, please sit down."

When the county magistrate saw Song Beiyun's enthusiasm, he even lowered his status and called him a good brother, which made Song Beiyun's expression twist.

However, according to the human setting, Song Beiyun, the virtuous brother, would definitely not be able to respond. He had to show his conceited look like a villain in Beijing.

"You are the county magistrate of Fuliang?"

A proud attitude, which is very normal for this kind of yamen who has seen a lot of high-ranking officials in Beijing. Although it made the Pu county magistrate a little embarrassed, his psychological quality is still quite good, and he quickly took over. Huatou.

"I still don't know what Song Xiandi is doing in Fuliang this time? Why didn't you let me know earlier."

"I'm very familiar with you?" Song Beiyun tilted his head and looked at County Magistrate Pu: "I've seen people like you a lot, but I just want to use me to catch up with my uncle. You don't need to pretend to be familiar, There's no need for that."

This is simply a remark of social death. When has Napu county magistrate been humiliated like this before? I have participated in the poetry meeting and seen Song Shaobao's talent, I should admire him."

fart.

Song Beiyun said in his heart that I have never met you at all, and there is no poetry meeting, I just participated in the poetry meeting of my wife's house, why are you joining in the fun.

"Later, I had a very happy conversation with Song Shaobao. Later, when I became a scholar, Song Shaobao gave me a pair of calligraphy and paintings."

Damn, this official is so powerful, it's kind of like that to talk nonsense in front of his face.

Even the county magistrate Pu, who is full of trains, actually asked someone to take out a scroll of calligraphy and painting. On the top is a pine tree standing among the clouds, and on the bottom is really signed by Song Beiyun, even his unique Song typeface The copying is vivid.

Song Beiyun held this "self" painting, his expression distorted into that of an old man on the subway who saw it was a mobile phone.

I thought to myself, "Why does this thing still have an inscription?".

"Strong wind grass..."

After Song Beiyun read it out, he really resisted his nausea and returned the calligraphy and painting to this old man who came at his fingertips.

What nonsense Song Shaobao gifted the painting, the ink on your fucking painting is not completely dry, it's still wet!Isn't this a fool?

But seeing this old man doing so well in acting, Song Beiyun also had an idea in his mind.

When he was in college, he watched Gogol's "The Imperial Envoy", and the naked irony in it also fell on him, but the difference is that now he is being played with as a fool.

"It's been many years. Brother Song, I call you brother because I have already regarded Song Shaobao as my father and brother." County magistrate Pu looked out of the window with ecstasy, as if thinking of something: "If there is no Song Shaobao, there will be no I wouldn't be where I am today."

His tone was sincere and his eyes were sincere. If it wasn't Song Beiyun or Song Beiyun, he would have fooled him if it was another person.It's just that this person's face is really thick, he looks like he is 40 to [-] years old, how can he open his mouth and say that he regards Song Beiyun as his father and brother?When he was an official, Song Beiyun was still playing quietly in the countryside all day long.

But it's no wonder that this person can become the county magistrate of Fuliang County, his face is really good.And usually such a person has a thick face and a dark heart. It is estimated that he will never show mercy when he is like this now.

"It turns out that the county magistrate and my uncle have known each other for a long time." Song Beiyun's tone softened a bit: "It seems that I blamed the county magistrate by mistake."

"If you don't want to be so born, you can just call him brother." County Magistrate Pu nodded seriously and said, "I won't call you good brother and good brother. How about calling you Brother Song? It seems intimate."

I'll give you a Thomas maneuver on the spot... Song Beiyun is already furious now, but he still suppressed his anger and said with a smile: "That would be the best, and I hope Brother Pu doesn't care about Meng Lang, the younger brother just now. He just wants to get closer to Uncle." There were so many people that I couldn't tell the difference."

Chapter 689: Sunny September 9, Six Years

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was a grand banquet in Fuliang County. This banquet not only invited Song Beiyun, but also officials at all levels in Fuliang County and local celebrities. It can be regarded as a gathering of heroes.

There are four masters here in Fuliang, Zhou Chen Wang Li.However, these are considered common surnames, and there is still a distance compared with the real giants, not to mention the powerful ones like Huguang Feng's family, but they are still able to enjoy themselves in this small place.

In addition to these wealthy people, there are also a large number of talented scribes.

As far as Jiangxi is concerned, Wang Bo, one of the Four Great Masters of the early Tang Dynasty, once compared Jiangxi to Zhuanghua Tianbao for its outstanding people. Anyone who has read some books here can call themselves a Jiangxi genius, including Yan Shu.

When this group of people get together, it's not like they have to flatter each other, and then hold grudges silently.It's like a class reunion organized by a group of classmates who don't have a good relationship.

Before the official banquet, the selection of articles was naturally indispensable. Song Beiyun was watching from the side. Those nonsensical articles seemed ridiculous to him. If he had to write a comment, he always felt that articles were such a thing. It can be down-to-earth, but it must not be down-to-earth.

These scholars who don't know anything outside the window, in the name of supporting the national policy, are engaged in Donglin stereotyped activities, and some people show off that they started to bind their daughter's feet at home, which made Song Beiyun almost scold his mother.

He has been trying to improve women's social status before, trying to liberate some women's labor productivity, but now this group of people who have studied for a few years are taking pleasure in persecuting women and taking pride in oppressing women. Isn't it driving history backwards?

But it's good, since you can find a way to solve the problem, and Song Beiyun will submit a motion when you go back. If you find someone who binds the feet of the women in your family, you will have a staff of three hundred, a fine of five thousand, and the fine will be reported. All of them.For this group of people, they should be beaten. If they can't take care of themselves, it's over.

Of course, Song Beiyun felt that he could also launch a call for women's rights in Beijing, calling on those girls and wives who have nothing to do to wash away these stinky scholars. This bad habit must be crushed in the bud, otherwise when the time comes The phrase "Women are ignorant is virtue" has disgusted people for many years.

"The beauty of this three-inch golden lotus was highly praised by Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty. The strength of the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, everyone..."

When a scholar said this, when he was about to smack his lips to taste, Song Beiyun walked up, picked up a cold dish from the table and smashed it on his head.

"you!"

Blood oozed from the head of the smashed scholar, pointed at Song Beiyun and angrily said, "What are you doing!"

"What are you doing?" Song Beiyun picked up a stool and smashed it on him: "I hear you have a bad voice!"

After speaking, he beat that person violently, his skin was torn apart, his head was bleeding, and he passed out on the spot.

At this time, the county magistrate Pu who was inside heard the screams and rushed out. He happened to see the old man violently hurting people, so he hurried forward to ask.

"This guy is making a lot of noise."

Song Beiyun wiped the splashed blood spots on his face, and wiped the plasma into a long mark on his face, which looked hideous and terrifying.

Seeing the arrival of County Magistrate Pu, the scholars he invited began to complain, saying that brother grandson was chatting, and then he saw that person suddenly came up and beat him up.

Song Beiyun, on the other hand, just threw the broken stool aside: "My lord heard that his male duck's voice was irritable, and he hit him when he hit him. What are you doing with me? Let's talk nonsense, I beat you too .”

The young man who complained just shrank his neck and stopped making a sound. County magistrate Pu rolled his eyes and gave the housekeeper a look.

Only then did County Magistrate Pu cup his fists towards the surroundings: "It's just a small disturbance, it's okay. Everyone, please calm down."

Afterwards, he said a lot of things, but he didn't seem to mention Song Beiyun who beat people at all. The guests also vaguely felt that the beater had a special background, but they didn't dare to say more.

After this turmoil, Song Beiyun was able to steal the limelight here, and when Magistrate Pu introduced him, the people present suddenly realized that there was such a layer of relationship in it, no wonder even this and the governor could talk and laugh happily The magistrate of Pu County must also be careful.

After knowing that the beating master Song was the nephew of Song Shaobao in Jingzhong, he really got the emperor's pursuit.Because Song Beiyun has always had relatively little contact with the outside world, and most of the people he contacts are those individuals who are of high grade, such as Yan Shufu, Wang Dingguo, etc., and again, they are all levels of governors and long historians. These people are either not afraid of Song Beiyun at all. , or it still retains some confidence and tolerance.

But it's different here, this group of people are so turbulent with their stinky feet, Song Beiyun told them that he has never read any books, and he doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters, but they still took out poems and articles to Song Beiyun Tasting.

Obviously this is a grand cultural event, but the poems written by most of them are still at the doggerel level of "the black dog is white, and the white dog is swollen".

Known as a genius at this level, Song Beiyun felt that he really had too little contact with the society in the past few years, and he was really not good at dealing with these stupid people.

But even if they are all like this, this group of people is still complacent, and each thinks that they are the top talents, and it is a huge loss for the court not to choose them as prime ministers.

However, under such pursuit and flattery, people's vanity can indeed be greatly satisfied, even Song Beiyun feels a little light.

What does this mean?This shows that although the county magistrate's tactics seem superficial and simple, they are indeed effective. You must know that he is facing Song Beiyun, who is one of the ten people at the peak of power in the Song Dynasty. People from Song Guoce.

But even on such a person, this kind of tactic is effective. Song Beiyun quickly realized after a brief fall, why there are so many ways to form cliques from ancient times to the present , the simplest is the most effective.

The four modules of money, reputation, sex, and power are things that directly address the most fundamental needs of human beings, and almost no one can escape the scope of these things.

After a drink, the banquet was over, and Song Beiyun was helped to sleep in the guest room.Song Beiyun, who was pretending to be drunk, lay on the bed and thought carefully about the way to break the situation.

The great man once said that it is infinitely fun to fight against the sky, the earth, and the people.And if you have no experience in this kind of struggle, you will become the person who eats a bowl of jelly, and there is no other way but to cut open your stomach.

And what about experienced people?Song Beiyun thought that whoever said he ate two bowls of noodles would say that he owed him money.Politics is nothing more than a struggle between talking nonsense and being unreasonable.

If we describe the encounter brought about by Song Beiyun's identity as a game of deciphering and breaking through levels, then the first level is to set him up high, and the next step is to push him off the high platform, push him down Then catch him below.

So if he was the person who designed the level, how would he deal with it?

Ever since, this situation of eating a bowl of jelly but being said to have eaten two bowls of jelly appeared.

But Song Beiyun was able to turn the tables, so it was not easy for him to slander and wrong him, but he was curious about what the next step in this chain of links would be.

On the second day, Xiao Song didn't wake up until noon. As soon as he got up, he was served by a large number of people, and the treatment was directly full.

After calmly enjoying the service, County Magistrate Pu also came, with a few decent-looking bachelors by his side. After he introduced Song Beiyun one by one, they came to a restaurant.

The small restaurant seemed to be taken over, except for them, there was only a father and daughter who played the piano and sang.

A group of people in the house made the host and guest have a good time, chatting and drinking, drinking until the sky was dark.It's just that he was drunk, and the county magistrate Pu got some news that he had an important business and would not accompany him for the time being, so he went out and left after apologizing.

The few remaining people continued to eat and drink without losing their enthusiasm. Alcohol is a forbidden and scarce thing in this famine year, but they drink it as water.

While drinking, Song Beiyun laughed, because the more he got to the end, the more he felt that these people came here to get him drunk, so he simply pretended to be drunk.

But after they got drunk, they didn't do anything, they just helped Song Beiyun to a room to rest.

Not long after, a woman opened the door and came to Song Beiyun's side. She looked around nervously, and then began to take off Xiao Song's clothes.

"Oh, it's not suitable." Song Beiyun grabbed her hand, opened his eyes and looked at her with a smile, "It's broad daylight."

The woman's hands trembled, and she wanted to get away, but Song Beiyun grabbed her tightly, unable to move.

"Don't worry." Song Beiyun sat up slowly: "Let me guess, after you took off my clothes, you lay on the bed and waited, and when I was about to wake up, you rushed out crying and calling for someone, right? Then someone will come up with a brain and turn me over to the government, and you will accuse me of insulting me."

As Song Beiyun said, he looked up at the woman, "She looks pretty good."

The woman's eyes were wide open, but she hesitated for a long time but did not say a word, while Song Beiyun took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, and slapped the woman's chest: "It's yours, don't bother me. Sit on the sidelines." .”

"Master...you can do me a favor, if I don't do this, my brother will die."

"Oh?" Song Beiyun said with interest: "What do you say? What's the reason here? Let's hear it."

Chapter 690: On September 9th, Six Years

"It turns out that there are still such things."

Song Beiyun nodded, and then lay down again: "So I asked you to act like this?"

"Then you never thought that after you do this, not only your brother will die, but you will die too?" Song Beiyun lay on the bed with his legs crossed, and threw the fan he carried with him in front of the woman: "Fan me .”

The story is not surprising, because this kind of thing has been recorded countless times in history books.What Magistrate Pu did in Fuliang is not new, and it has also been recorded countless times in history books.

He is nothing more than the third child, on the surface he is a young and promising county magistrate of the fifth grade, but secretly he is collaborating with the local tyrants and evil gentry to do everything to the working people.

But if you want to say how cruel he is, in fact, that's all. Such county magistrates are far less harmful than those warlords in remote places. It is no exaggeration to say that from the perspective of Fuliang's governance, he has done a good job. .

As for beating into tricks, putting on hats and wearing hats, and framing people, these are just routine methods.Did you break the law?Is it evil, evil.Damn it, damn it.

But compared with those warlords in the frontier, at least killing someone here is a tricky name, and if you kill someone over there, you will be killed. If you have to ask the reason, it is probably because you just came across a branch when you were passing by and surprised someone. dog.

So even if the woman said that the pear blossoms were raining, Song Beiyun didn't feel much moved. He was just thinking about how to use this matter to make an article.

"Okay, just do it." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Are you planning to do a fake show for real or just wait?"

"I...I don't know."

"Then just wait." Song Beiyun lay back on the bed: "If you wake me up before I wake up, I will be rude to you."

After finishing speaking, he really went to take a nap. In terms of psychological quality, Xiao Song is a person who has experienced big storms. This small matter is not a problem to him at all. After all, this group of people is nothing but that , nothing to fear.

When he woke up from a nap, the woman was still sitting there not daring to move. He stretched his limbs and smiled, "How long have I been asleep?"

"About an hour."

"Okay." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "You can start acting."

The woman nodded awkwardly, and then got up to go out, but Song Beiyun grabbed her by the corner of her clothes: "You go out like this?"

Only then did the woman come to her senses, she quickly tore her clothes, and slapped herself so hard that her face swelled up when she saw it.

"You are so cruel..."

Hearing Song Beiyun's words, she smiled bitterly at Song Beiyun, then rubbed her eyes vigorously, and rushed out with red eyes and tears in her eyes.

Not long after, there was the sound of crying and howling from below, and then a group of people rushed in from outside, full of righteous indignation, wanting to settle accounts with the bully who bullied the woman.

"I'll play as soon as I play, isn't it just for money." Song Beiyun took out banknotes from his pocket and threw them out: "How much money can I ask for playing a bitch?"