Song Beiyun

Song Beiyun stood up and yelled loudly. Zhao Cheng immediately became fascinated when he heard it. He straightened his neckline, gave Song Beiyun a hard look, and hurried to the door.

Seeing that the snake demon was scared away, Song Beiyun laughed a few times, leaned on the chair next to him and continued to wait for the prince to come.

I don't know how long it took before Fu Wang came out. It seemed that he should have rested and his spirit had improved.

When he came to the hall, seeing Song Beiyun was still there, he just snorted coldly and said, "Don't mess around with the officials anymore."

"My lord, you know me. How could I do such a thing? It's him..."

"He has no importance, and neither do you?" King Fu asked, "Isn't it because you have that thought in your heart?"

Song Beiyun does not deny this point, after all, who can refuse a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old to change clothes...

"My lord, let me tell you... Zhao Cheng is a little abnormal." Song Beiyun said sincerely, "You should pay more attention."

King Fu glanced at him: "What's the matter? You already have two princesses, and you want a third?"

"No, no, no... The prince misunderstood me. I really think something is wrong with Zhao Cheng." Song Beiyun quickly waved his hands and said, "She...maybe a little hysterical."

"Can you cure it?" King Fu looked Song Beiyun up and down: "Don't talk about it anymore, this king owes Cheng'er, no matter what she looks like, I will take care of it myself."

Song Beiyun was at a loss for words for a while. He always felt that King Fu was starting to be a little unreasonable. Maybe it was because he was old. Old people have this common problem, so it's hard to say anything. After all, they are elders...

"You brought Aunt Gongsun to the capital?"

"Which Aunt Gongsun is the prince talking about?"

"The old one." Fu Wang had a weird expression on his face: "She..."

Song Beiyun suddenly felt that there might be some gossip here, so he immediately followed along and asked, "My lord, tell me."

Fu Wang looked at him quite vigilantly: "It's all right."

"My lord..." Song Beiyun chuckled, "You won't be able to return to Mrs. Gongsun..."

"Nonsense!" Fu Wang scolded: "According to seniority, this king will call him aunt."

Chapter 716: On February 2th, Seven Years

"What about this part?"

Song Beiyun looked at Lord Fu in astonishment, not knowing whether to call him big brother or Yue Zhang...

"Uncle and her back then..." Fu Wang lowered his tone a lot, then waved his hand lightly and said, "It's fine not to mention it."

King Fu's uncle is naturally Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi, but there has always been a gap between the two Zhao families of Taizu and Taizong. It is said in the market that Taizong killed Taizu, and then forged an edict to pass on to himself.Then, Taizong's lineage killed Taizu's lineage until only his own big pup was left. This kind of entangled story is really not easy to say, and Song Beiyun knew it in his heart. Anyway, he probably knew that back then It is enough for the old lady to have a story with Taizong, and there is no need to get tangled up if there are many.

But this seniority is really strange, the great medical officer used to be good friends with the Taizu, why didn't the great medical officer call the old lady a uncle?Uncle Shi had a relationship with Taizong.

Song Beiyun brainstormed a wonderful drama, thinking about it...

wrong!

"My lord, wait a moment." Song Beiyun's eyes widened suddenly: "Wuyou said that the old lady is his grandma, your side..."

"If the king's guess is correct, your guess is right."

The prince's words shocked Song Beiyun for a whole year, so Wuyou is Zhao Xing's...cousin?That's how it is by blood.

Song Beiyun scratched his chin: "Then I probably know whether she is pretending to be stupid or really stupid."

Fu Wang got up and patted Song Beiyun's shoulder with a smile: "It's easy to deal with it, and the old hatred will not be brought into the future."

Looking at the back of Prince Fu leaving, Song Beiyun shouted: "My lord, then Zhao Cheng..."

"Stay away from her."

Song Beiyun sighed, he didn't know how to stay away from Zhao Cheng, but Zhao Cheng was sick, and she always came to tease him.Originally, it is reasonable to say that everyone's behavior needs a motive, but Zhao Cheng's behavior has no motive at all, it may be pure show...

This is really difficult, Song Beiyun personally thinks he can stand it, but what if that guy comes to hell?

Forget it, don't think about a patient. When he watched Leslie Cheung's last movie, he was thinking about why the protagonist insisted on bringing a person with mental problems into the world. How dangerous it would be.

But there are some things that you can't hide even if you want to. He just walked out the door and Zhao Cheng followed his footsteps like a wandering ghost.

Zhao Cheng, who took off her monk's clothes and put on a little padded jacket, looked cute and cute. Standing next to Song Beiyun was like the kind of child bride-in-law carefully selected by a rich family for her young master, a few years older but full of flavor.

"what are you doing?"

"Take me out, I'm going to buy something." Zhao Cheng looked back at the room: "I can't go out without you."

Only then did Song Beiyun realize that Zhao Cheng was actually under house arrest, and she couldn't get out of this area without someone to take her with her.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Song Beiyun didn't bother to embarrass her anymore. He just shook his head, and Zhao Cheng hurriedly followed.

After getting into the carriage, Zhao Cheng calmed down, while Song Beiyun put his hands on his knees and closed his eyes to rest his mind. After all, he was very tired these days, and he had to work overtime in the workshop for food and lodging.

"You are a scholar, why are your hands full of calluses?"

On the swaying carriage, Zhao Cheng might be bored, so he found a topic to chat with Song Beiyun.

"What do you think a scholar should be?"

Song Beiyun just slightly opened his eyes, glanced at her lightly, and then closed them again.But Zhao Cheng lightly tapped his chin with his finger and thought carefully: "It should be a personable appearance, pointing the country with a splash of ink. Probably so."

"Empty talk harms the country, but hard work rejuvenates the country."

Song Beiyun only replied eight words and didn't say any more, because for Zhao Cheng, Song Beiyun didn't have any expectations. Her inner core must have been corrupted, and she couldn't be expected to clean up or become Kind, the only expectation is that she can restrain herself.

"I don't understand that." Zhao Cheng shook his head, and the broken hair on his forehead swayed back and forth with the movement: "When you don't kill people, you still look like a human being."

Song Beiyun rolled his eyes and stared at her: "Do you want me to take you to the evidence hall of the Imperial City Division to see your White Lotus Sect dossier?"

Zhao Cheng trembled all over and shook his head vigorously, but he no longer dared to speak.And Song Beiyun also made a silence gesture to her, signaling her to shut up.

Anyway, it doesn't matter what others say about Song Beiyun, but this Bailian demon girl is not qualified to say anything about him. The task of clearing up Bailian's remnants has not been abolished over the years, and there is no need to review the piles of cult evidence in the evidence hall.

The inhumanity of cults is not just talk. In an era of ignorance and chaos, any inhumane things they do can be blamed on the environment, society and even the victims themselves.Their cults are constantly devouring the people at the lowest level like an abyss, and after the rebellion-based Bailian was shattered, derivative religions for the purpose of making money are now emerging in endlessly.

Song Beiyun's attitude towards cults is the same as his attitude towards drugs, there is no distinction between severity and death if caught.In the next step, he will carry out a round of centralized rectification of the pornography and gaming industries. Although it is very difficult to eliminate them, any torture behaviors like "human flesh candles" must not occur.

When they came to the market, Song Beiyun let Zhao Cheng get out of the car, arranged for someone to watch her whereabouts, and then went to the previous generation Gongsun Wuyou's residence.

The old lady was placed in a separate garden, where the environment was quiet and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.He also ordered several people to wait on her.However, Song Beiyun hasn't visited her old man in person until now, and after taking a rest today, he finally wants to meet her.

Come to Bieyuan, open the door and enter.I saw an old woman with silver hair sitting on a rocking chair, her face was serene and serene, but from the look on her face, it could be seen that this old lady was probably a beautiful woman when she was young.

"The disciple pays respects to the uncle." Song Beiyun stepped forward and bowed deeply to the old lady: "I don't know if the uncle is still used to it these days?"

The old lady opened her eyes slightly, looked at Song Beiyun carefully, and smiled slowly on her face: "Come on, let the old lady take a good look."

Song Beiyun took a step forward and asked the old lady to look at herself. After looking at her for a while, the old lady sighed softly: "It's a pity that a parent has a poor relationship, otherwise it would be a perfect life. But now it is not bad. "

Xiao Song was taken aback, and asked with a smile: "Uncle Master...then what is not beautiful about me?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

The old lady was about to get up, Song Beiyun quickly stepped forward to help her.The two entered the house like this, and the old lady sat in front of the fireplace and asked, "Wuyou has caused you trouble these days."

"Fortunately, Wuyou is just a child." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "It's not too much trouble."

The old lady nodded: "Senior brother said you are a demon star, and now if it is true as he said, you are really a demon star. Words of blood flowing into rivers are words of prophecy."

Song Beiyun also laughed: "Some things can't be helped, what do you think, uncle?"

"The old woman is half buried in the ground, so what's so good about it." The old lady folded her hands in her sleeves, and said in a steady and slow voice: "Whether it is a demon star or a magic star, if it can help the world, it will not let down the master. But the old woman is a little curious, why? You have such a heart, but you didn't assist the king like the senior Guigu, but did you find another way?"

Song Beiyun was asked this question for the first time, because in the eyes of everyone, he was assisting the king, but the old lady was a teacher after all, and she might not be as proficient in the art of yin and yang as old man Wang, but at a glance It is not difficult to see the essence.

Just like what Song Beiyun is doing now, it seems to be assisting, but in fact it is subverting.All his actions are to subvert the royal power, to subvert any known dynasty in the past, and to disagree with any of the sages of the school.

That's why the old lady asked questions.

"Six years ago, the Yangtze River flooded. 30 victims were displaced." Song Beiyun said in a deep voice, "I was ordered to solve the food and clothing expenses of these 30 people, prevent disasters and fight epidemics."

"I know about this." The old lady nodded, "Very good."

"At that time, there was a man who was a disaster victim. He was about 20 years old, sick and weak. He came to me and said to me, please save him, save them. I just smiled and said I would do my best. " Song Beiyun was very calm when he narrated, as if it was something that happened to someone else: "Actually, I was perfunctory, because I was only ordered in the face of danger, for the sake of face, money and my sister."

The old lady just smiled and listened without interrupting.

Song Beiyun seemed to be in deep thought at the moment. After thinking for a while, he continued: "I agreed, and he took it seriously. In the days since then, I have often traveled among these victims for work, and I have no mercy. Then Once I passed by a settlement, and several people who were dying of illness were carried out, and this man was among them. It was summer and it was very hot, but he was shaking because of weakness, and the pain and malnutrition tortured him It's no longer human."

"He was being carried past me like this. I'm a doctor. I could tell at a glance that he was dying. I didn't care too much. After all, it's normal for a few people to die out of 30 people." Song Beiyun lightly Laughed: "When the number of human lives is too large, it is not human life, it is really just a number."

"Then?"

"Afterwards, when he passed me, he recognized me. He was still conscious." Song Beiyun looked at Fang Liang: "He may be a Buddhist believer. At the last moment of his death, he exhausted all his strength and lay on that I put my hands together on the broken door, and I can’t speak anymore, but the thank you keeps repeating. As far as you know, scholars always have tears in their eyes, blood boiling for various reasons, singing and dancing while drunk, saying I often relax my mind, but that is very empty and unrealistic."

Song Beiyun's eyeballs rolled a few times, but the sockets were red: "When you see a dying person, because of an insignificant thing you did, you will be heartbroken and grateful. That kind of emotion is hard to describe Yes, it can be said to be shocking. I thought at that time, since I have learned something, why don't I use what I have learned. Maybe there is a bit of naivety in it, but man, it is always There must be some family and country feelings, no matter how bad or asshole he looks. Sometimes it is not a big event that makes a person change, it may even be an insignificant little thing, such as one in 30 people dies of illness , and a stranger."

He raised his head again: "I haven't told anyone about this. I think it's too inconspicuous to say it. But this scene is always in my mind. Maybe I'm not for anyone, just for myself .”

The old lady looked at Song Beiyun's appearance, and her eyes were different. She reached out and touched Xiao Song's head, but then she just said, "Let Wuyou come here to see me tonight."

"Yeah." Song Beiyun nodded: "Do you have any orders from Master Uncle?"

"It's nothing, can you take me to Zhao Guangyi's mausoleum? This time I come, I don't plan to leave." The old lady's tone was also peaceful: "I haven't been able to accompany him for the first half of my life, so I will accompany him on this last journey." Bar."

"Disciple will make arrangements here."

Can a woman who can call Emperor Taizong's name directly be simple?But Song Beiyun didn't care anymore. He talked too much today, but for some reason, he felt much more comfortable when he said it.

Looking back at the gate of the courtyard again, Song Beiyun shook his head and laughed, and silently disappeared in Zhuanjiao with his hands behind his back.

After he left, the old lady turned her head and asked, "Brother, how are you?"

At this time, a fairy-like old man slowly came out of the back room. He looked like he could be 90 years old, but he came to the side of the old lady and sat down with steady legs and steady steps.

"Average." The old man snorted: "Half-truth, half-false, he has always been like this."

"Where is true and where is false?"

"Words are true, feelings are false." The old man said coldly: "If he could be moved so easily, he would have died in troubled times."

"Brother, what you said is somewhat contradictory."

"The apprentice taught by Lao Tzu, don't I know him?"

The old lady laughed like a girl.

"Have you decided?" The old lady raised her head and asked the old man, "What kind of tattoo do you want?"

"Twelve cloud dragon patterns."

"Hiss... can his fate be suppressed?" The old lady asked in surprise: "The Longevity Gates all appear individually, you just give it to the twelve?"

"What I'm afraid of is that I won't be able to hold him down, not that he won't be able to hold down this broken tattoo." The old man waved his hand: "My time has come, it's time to go."

"Brother, do you think the master's sect has been passed down here?"

"Forget it, it didn't end in your hands after all." The old man shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, you are that apprentice. After all, your talent is a bit weaker, not as good as mine."

"Heh, how many people in the world can pick up the demon star?"

Chapter 717: Sunny November 2, Seven Years

"Jinling is so prosperous."

Wuyou sighed sincerely, while Qiaoyun, who was by the side the whole time, smiled and nodded in agreement. In the past few days, Wuyou has visited all the edible and playable things here, but there is still more to say.

"Where are you going today?"

Wuyou sat on the eaves with her feet dangling, looking at Qiaoyun below, she looked cheerful and funny, full of girlishness.

"I'm not going anywhere today."

It just so happened that Song Beiyun pushed the door open and entered, his eyes glanced upwards: "I'll go somewhere with me later."

"Hey..." Wuyou shrank back subconsciously: "What are you going to do?"

"What can I do to you?" Song Beiyun looked up at her: "Just follow me later, can I still harm you?"

"That's right." Wuyou jumped down and landed easily. The long skirt was like a blooming peony flower. After landing, she turned around in front of Song Beiyun: "Scholar, do my new clothes look good?"

"It's beautiful." Song Beiyun sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea: "Sister Qiaoyun, you have worked hard these few days."

"It's not hard. In the past, I had to toss around with the young lady."

Ha, when it comes to Song Beiyun, I believe it. Zuo Rou has never been a fuel-efficient lamp since she was a child, so she can do whatever she wants, tossing the No. They were kidnapped and sold to the deep mountains and old forests to give birth to children for the old bachelor.

"Let's go, what are we going to eat today?" Wuyou walked around the table expectantly: "I've eaten roasted duck and roasted lamb, and Sister Qiaoyun took me to drink secretly. The barbecue in the Western Regions is also delicious." I ate it, and I also ate the brine elbow, um... I don’t even know what to eat.”

Seeing her delicious and greedy appearance, Song Beiyun laughed: "Let me take you to a good place."