Song Beiyun

"Officials, those emperors who have been ostracized in ancient times have a hard time."

Zhao Xing waved his hand indifferently: "Isn't there Song Dog here? As long as he is still alive, he can talk about anything."

The queen gave Zhao Xing a blank look, and stopped talking nonsense with this guy, he was just lazy and just wanted to mess around!Thanks to his good luck, there are no people like Dong Zhuo and Cao Cao under his command, otherwise the name of the Song Dynasty would have to be changed now.

"Back then I was a puppet emperor, and I couldn't be angry. Now I have figured it out, we are not a puppet, why not be a shopkeeper?" Zhao Xing sighed, and stuffed a piece of meat in his mouth: "They won't let me be Throwing away the shopkeeper, I insist on driving me to the road of Mingjun. I am not the material to be an emperor... I am suitable to be an idle prince, walking birds in a cage, chasing rabbits with eagles, and catching badgers with dogs."

"Officials, eat!" The queen handed a large bowl of ingredients to Zhao Xing in order to shut up Zhao Xing: "Just now the official shouted that he was hungry."

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry." Zhao Xing said while eating, "Speaking of which, Song Dog should return. I'll give him a gold medal a day, and let's see when he can come back."

In fact, Zhao Xing's complaints can't be entirely blamed on him. Recently, there are not as many civil and military ministers in court as there are foreign envoys. Without Song Beiyun's preliminary screening, these bastards really want to come here for anything Make a fuss.

A few days ago, the Liao Kingdom intercepted the food of the Jin Kingdom, and the envoys of the Jin Kingdom came to complain, and then North Korea, Siam, Japan and other countries with big butts also staged seven heroes and five righteousness, and then the countries of the Western Regions came to complain, Said the Persian invasion.The Persian envoy complained with snot and tears that they were not invading but that they really couldn't eat.

Anyway, all kinds of sesame and mung bean matters are piled up on Zhao Xing's desk. These days, he seems to have returned to the time when he first took office, working overtime every night until late at night, which is miserable.He didn't even have time to visit the newly opened theater in Jinling. He heard that there was a very beautiful actress in it.

This person is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, and difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. He is used to it but now he has to start working overtime after leaving the shopkeeper. This Zhao Xing feels that life is boring, like a diligent old scalper.

He even wrote an article in the newspaper himself, the content of which was to reveal the emperor's daily hardships, and even used the word "tragedy".

But this article was quickly refuted by Ding Xiang in the newspaper. The resentment was so great that even Zhao Xing had to avoid it. It can be seen that the old Ding boss was tortured enough by the overtime work during this period, and it was time to arrest him. The degree to which anyone takes a bite.

According to Song Gou, biting people can defeat the fire...

But at this moment, Song Beiyun came to Hangzhou city leisurely.

This Hangzhou city is worthy of being Hangzhou, where there is heaven and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou. Even in a disaster year, it is still prosperous. In addition, the rain has suddenly become abundant these days, and the West Lake has become full again. In addition, this winter is warm this year. Surprisingly, the willow shoots sprouted on a cold winter day, and the small wind blows really warm wind that makes tourists drunk.

"The Tianshangfang in Hangzhou is different from other places. The Tianshangfang here specializes in local specialties. Try the vinegar fish and meatballs. They are all excellent."

Song Beiyun was sitting on the terrace of Tianshangfang. It was windy and drizzling outside, but the temperature was not as cold as winter. Although it was a bit chilly, there was no need to shrink back.

"A severe drought followed by a warm winter, next year there will be a plague of locusts." Song Beiyun sighed: "There may also be floods. The floods and locust disasters after the severe drought are really not a good year."

Wuyou sat by the side and looked at the scenery outside, but he didn't care to listen to Song Beiyun's words, just yawned and waited for the food to be served.

After the first dish came, she asked while eating, "Scholar, why do you seem to know everything?"

"Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles." Song Beiyun leaned against the pillar: "Read more, think more, move more, listen more, watch more and talk less."

"But you still can't beat me."

"Then you are so powerful, go to control the locust plague."

Wuyou was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing what to say, but angrily dealt with the meatballs in the bowl.

After getting acquainted with her, Song Beiyun found that this heroine was very talkative. As long as she didn't involve corrupt officials and Song Beiyun, she was basically an ignorant and simple ordinary girl.

When she usually speaks, she teases and jokes. Although she occasionally gets angry, most of the time she feels ashamed because of her ignorance.

This is better than Zuo Rou, who will only get angry when she hates Zuo Rou, and then tries to hurt others.

"Scholar, you know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and I don't see you going to take a test for fame."

"I'm afraid that I'll be hacked down by you as a corrupt official after passing the exam." Song Beiyun raised his eyelids, "I don't know why you hate officials so much."

Wuyou pouted a few times, seemed to want to say something but didn't say it, and finally just frowned, and his voice became serious: "Anyway, the dog officer deserves to die."

Qiao Yun came in from the outside at this time, holding several batches of high-quality silk in her hand, walked up to Wuyou and gestured for a while, then said: "I just went to select a few batches of silk, and I will take Wuyou to make a few batches later. A set of clothes, always this men's outfit doesn't look good after all."

"We sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, don't care about these!" Wuyou said bluntly, but his eyes never left the pieces of silk, and his eyes almost popped out.

After all, Wuyou's ultimate dream is to eat delicious food, make new clothes and kill Song Beiyun.Now eating delicious food and making new clothes, the only thing left to do is to kill Song Beiyun.

"Sister Wuyou, eat quickly." Qiao Yun sat beside her and said with a smile, "We'll go after eating."

"Okay, okay." Wuyou stuffed the last four meatballs into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Let's go, let's go."

Seeing her happily jump out following Qiaoyun, Song Beiyun sighed slightly: "After all, she is a 16-year-old child."

But as soon as they left, a shopkeeper came outside and rubbed his hands in front of Song Beiyun: "Hey, boss."

When Song Beiyun heard the sound, the tea in his mouth almost spewed out. He looked up at this guy, and found that it was the lingering dog.However, he has changed a lot in the past few years. He has grown a beard and changed into a fancy dress, and his stomach has grown up, but the look of the bitch when he called the boss has not changed at all.

"Okay, have you become the shopkeeper?"

"Thank you for your cultivation." The boy bowed his waist and smiled flatteringly: "It's been a few years since I left my boss last time."

"You've gained a lot of weight." Song Beiyun sighed, "Have you started growing a beard?"

"Well, I became a father the year before last."

"Very good." Song Beiyun laughed, "What's the child's name?"

"It's a bit hard to say." The boy rubbed the back of his head and laughed: "The fortune teller said that the villain's name is not good, so he asked me to change my surname to Di after my mother's. The child is also an ordinary name, so it's just a child. I just picked a green character, my boss, you are a great talent, what do you think? If it is not good, the villain will go back and change it."

"What?" Song Beiyun was taken aback, "What's your cub's name?"

Chapter 708: Sunny November 1, Seven Years

After all, Di Qing appeared, so this is the first hero-level unit that can be fully grasped. As a top military talent in the early Song Dynasty, he never expected to be born in the family of this bastard.

"Your cub's name is Di Qing?"

"Hey, boss, what do you think of this name? If you are not satisfied, I will change it immediately."

"It's a good name." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Haven't you picked the name yet?"

The lingering bastard smiled helplessly and said, "I blame me for being worthless. I'm already at this age, and it's too late to take the exam. How can I give a child a name? I plan to wait for him to grow up." Then I sent it to study and asked my husband to give me one."

Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Don't leave sir, I'll give him a sign."

This good guy, once he heard Song Beiyun say that, he knelt down to Song Beiyun on the spot, even bowed to him three times, the expression on his face couldn't be called surprise, it was simply shock.

"What are you doing?"

"Thank you, my boss! My boss, Wanfu Jin'an!"

"I don't understand how Di Qing was born by you." Song Beiyun muttered a few words in a low voice, then rolled up his sleeves: "What are you doing in a daze? Get your pen and ink!"

Manchurian civil and military affairs, Song Beiyun left few calligraphy treasures. Before that, a set of excerpts from his Changan could sell for a sky-high price of hundreds of thousands of pens. This can get a special inscription from Boss Song, which is really not measured by money. How much is it worth.

Although the shopkeeper was excited, he was still very clear-headed. He quickly ran out to get the brush and ink, and after finishing the ink for Song Beiyun himself, he quietly waited beside him.

Song Beiyun dipped the pen full of ink, picked up the pen and meditated for a moment, and then wrote down the word "Han Chen" in one go.

He didn't finish writing it, he also took out his famous badge from his pocket and pressed a stamp on it, and there was a short inscription saying: The sound of the sky is far away, the talent of Mr. Yu.

"Bring up your cub well." Song Beiyun patted the table: "Looking at you like that, I guess you won't be able to raise any literary masters. If you can't do it, you can send it to a military academy for training when you are eight or nine years old."

"Thank you, my master..."

It's been a long time in high-end restaurants, and many of these things are self-taught. Can he still not know who the owner is?Back then he was a servant, and his boss was his boss, but now he is the shopkeeper, and his boss is Zhu Guo.

The owner's inscription is already a great thing, but the inscription is followed by a famous seal, which has a completely different meaning. This thing is better than anything else, regardless of whether your child is from a sect or not. , as long as you hold this thing, no one will dare to embarrass you when you travel all over the world.As long as you don't go too far, this thing will work for a day when the boss is in power, and the child will be safe for the rest of his life.

How could this make a father who was a handyman in a restaurant unhappy? Not only did he get an inscription from the posthumous minister, but he also got advice.Anyway, with Song Beiyun's words, when he is eight or nine years old, no matter how good his studies are, he will have to send his baby to the military academy. It is not a problem if he is a general or not.

Thinking of his son's bright future, he couldn't restrain his excitement, but Song Beiyun spat when he saw his distorted expression: "I'll take a step ahead and deliver a set of meals to Cuihuajuzhong in the city tonight. Too lazy to move around."

"Boss, our family owns the best wine shop, restaurant and inn in Hangzhou City, why live in other people's place?"

"Are you stupid for being the shopkeeper?" Song Beiyun flicked his sleeves: "I work at public expense and live in my own place. How will I pay the bill then?"

"Oh... that's right." The shopkeeper slapped his forehead: "You're so stupid, I ordered someone to arrange the food in the evening."

"Yes." Song Beiyun nodded, "Take good care of your cub."

"It must be, my boss can rest assured."

Song Beiyun flung his sleeves and walked away, but the shopkeeper was so happy that he even jumped down the stairs. When the guys in Tianshangfang saw his shopkeeper's appearance, they talked one after another, but no matter who came to inquire, this guy was the same The appearance of not mentioning anything.

"You'll cheer me up later, do you hear me? I'll make a set of banquets tonight, and I'll deliver the food myself."

"Shopkeeper, what big person deserves to be delivered by you personally? The governor of Hangzhou came here and wanted us to deliver the banquet, but you pushed him because it was not in compliance with the rules. Why did you deliver it yourself?"

"You know what a fart." He picked up his chopsticks and gave a blow to his favorite boy: "Go to work."

When it was night, he personally escorted the car to deliver the top-notch meals that Tianshangfang could cook to Song Beiyun.

Nine hot and nine cold and eight treasures platter, it was quite shocking to see. If it wasn't impossible to overstep, he would have to set the standard for the entire imperial cuisine.

Even Song Beiyun frowned when he saw this big table full of dishes: "A pig would shake his head when he sees such things. Who can eat them?"

"Master, just eat. I'll clean it up early in the morning. It's okay if you can't eat. The guys can't wait to have a good meal. Don't worry, my master. The meals are paid for by the small ones. I won't let my boss eat them." embarrassing."

"Oh, go ahead." Song Beiyun waved his hand, "Why do you do this?"

"If you want it, I haven't invited guests from the host's house in all these years, so let me let you have a good time today."

Song Beiyun watched him leave happily, but laughed: "This man is really good at it."

After a while, Qiaoyun came back with Wuyou who had just made new clothes. As soon as the two entered the door, they saw such a large table of dishes, especially the platter in the middle. Even Qiaoyun who had seen the storm was shocked. One jump, let alone Wuyou who has never seen anything in the world.

"Sir... this..."

"Don't mention it." Song Beiyun waved: "I won't be able to explain clearly for a while, so let's eat."

This ingredient is top-notch, even if nothing is left, it tastes great when boiled in clear water, not to mention that it has been carefully cooked by the next-class chef that day, so the taste is naturally impeccable, not to mention in this calamity year If you want to eat such a meal, I am afraid that there is no price.

"This is delicious!" Wuyou picked up one chopstick and stuffed some meat into his mouth, then hurriedly picked up another chopstick: "This is delicious too!"

People who practice martial arts can eat, and when Wuyou is growing up, even though she is slender but can eat, she can really eat. The two Song Beiyun may not be able to eat more than her, just look at how she eats It smells delicious.

"Sanggong, I'm afraid that so many will be wasted."

"It's okay, someone will take care of it tomorrow morning." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Just eat it, don't waste it."

Although Song Beiyun has never been hungry since he was a child, he has seen starving people and knows how precious food is in this era, not to mention that it is a disaster year. He also knows that these things will not be wasted and can't be eaten up Someone will definitely do it tomorrow.But he still told him not to spoil things, it was simply a matter of habit.

He didn't eat a few mouthfuls, and Qiaoyun didn't eat much, and he watched Wuyou wind and clouds the whole time.The two chatted while eating in small bites.

Song Beiyun said: "We will start our journey tomorrow. The boundary of Hangzhou is somewhat in conflict with me. I have a feeling that something may happen."

Qiao Yun asked curiously, "Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Her." Song Beiyun pointed at Wuyou: "It's too ostentatious."

Wuyou raised his head in a daze: "What did the scholar say, why am I so ostentatious?"

Meeting such a child who had never experienced society, Song Beiyun was quite helpless. She had no idea that she was spending her youth recklessly, let alone how many pairs of eyes were staring at her.

You must know that this is an era when a stick dropped from a window can kill several people. A young girl running around the ground in a beautiful manner like her, in the city of Hangzhou where there are as many government officials as dogs and rich and powerful people are everywhere. extremely dangerous thing.

Although these things are nothing to Song Beiyun, he can't estimate the problems caused by extra problems, and he doesn't want to kill people because of such things.So leaving early is the best choice.

"You eat your food, don't talk, the rice particles are sprayed out." Song Beiyun twirled the fan a few times, then turned to Qiaoyun and said, "Sister Qiaoyun."

"Ok?"

"When you were hanging out today, did anyone strike up a conversation?"

Qiao Yun smiled and said, "Of course there is. Sister Wuyou is very good-looking, so it's natural that someone came forward to greet her."

Song Beiyun nodded: "This is the trouble."

Because according to the report of the guards who protected him along the way, he was accosted twice in Wuyou today in the Silk Village. The first time was Li Chengxiang, the grandson of Li Jixun, the general who followed the Emperor Taizu, and the grandson of the prince and grand master.One time was Shen Weigong, the grandson of the founding father Shen Yilun and the son of Shen Jizong, the court servant Shaoqing.

There were people who rescued them twice when they struck up a conversation. One was Mrs. Qian Xining, the eldest daughter of Lord Qian Qian Weizhi, and the other was Shi Shouxin's grandson, Shi Baoxing's son, and Shi Yuan's grandson.

It seemed that the matter was over, but Song Beiyun, who had been in contact with the dude, knew that this matter was far from that simple.The beauty is like jade, and the disputes and worry-free temperament are too in line with the aesthetics of those honorable generals. They are almost children who grew up on their impulsive points. In this era where there are not many beautiful girls, it is no wonder they are willing to let go .

Song Beiyun was not interested in Gongsun Wuyou, and he didn't care much about striking up a conversation, but he was worried that these people would secretly make trouble, which was the most troublesome thing.

As for Qiaoyun, Song Beiyun was not worried, because even though Qiaoyun was gentle, she was not a cheap lamp.

Of course Song Beiyun was not a prophet, but he knew too much about the idlers raised by these countries. As long as they didn't kill people and set fires, the government would not care about such things, and naturally they would become arrogant over time.

Sure enough, not long after the meal, there was a commotion outside, and it seemed that they were going to come in to grab someone. Hearing this, Song Beiyun slapped his fan on the palm of his hand, but laughed.

"Sister Qiaoyun." Song Beiyun turned his head and whispered to Qiaoyun: "You take my token to Lord Qian's mansion, and you say that someone is disturbing my little junior sister, please come and save me."

"Yeah." Qiaoyun frowned and glanced at Song Beiyun: "It's okay..."

"Hi." Song Beiyun smiled, and said lightly, "What can I do. Wuyou will be fine, and the trash outside is not enough for her to clean up by herself, but I don't want this to make too much trouble."

"Understood, I'll go now."

Qiaoyun took Song Beiyun's token and went out, while Wuyou was standing in the hall holding a sword, leaning on the door and looking coldly at the noisy people outside.

At this moment, Song Beiyun came to Wuyou slowly, waving his fan: "What, are you scared?"

"It's just trivial." Wuyou snorted coldly: "This heroine has never been afraid."

"That's good."