Song Beiyun

"Shh." Song Beiyun made a silent gesture to her, and then led her to the fence in the front yard: "Look."

Jin Ling'er looked in the direction Song Beiyun pointed, and found that there seemed to be a faint figure in the darkness, like a ghost.

"ghost."

Jin Ling'er smiled and slapped him: "You're talking nonsense, are you being mysterious just to scare me?"

Song Beiyun's expression returned to normal, and he waved his hand: "Oh, it's just boring, go to those activities with them, just imagine yourself as a monkey on a tree."

"How to say?"

"When you squat on a tree, you can see smiling faces when you look down, and eyes and ears when you look left and right. They will try their best to flatter you, try their best to find out your preferences, and then self-righteously try to get closer to you." Song Beiyunpo Wei said helplessly: "But in this day and age, all they can offer is money and women. I'm not interested."

"What about looking up?"

"I'm the monkey sitting on the tallest." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "At least in Chang'an, you can't see the top."

"What if you're down there?"

"Of course it's a monkey's butt." Song Beiyun stood there with his arms folded, his face full of thought: "So I don't like to interact with people. I don't like stupid people, and I don't like stupid and bad people."

Jin Ling'er covered her face and smiled: "I remember you, you participated in the princess' poetry meeting back then."

"I didn't intend to go at all." Song Beiyun gestured with his hands on his chest: "But at that time, I heard that the princess is as big as a watermelon, so I said I would go and have a look, but I was deceived later. It's as big as a watermelon."

"You're going to die!" Jin Ling'er poked him hard with her finger: "Stop talking to you bastard, I'm going to die of anger."

As she said that, she left angrily, while Song Beiyun stood there alone, watching the brightly lit room and the hustle and bustle of people in the room, he stood quietly for a while.

But at this moment, there was a sound of clothes ripping through the air, and then a girl in red jumped in over the courtyard wall, as fast as a ghost.

"Brother..."

"You are so brave, you dare to turn over my yard?" Song Beiyun pointed to the surroundings, there were at least ten guns on the surrounding security platforms aimed at Wuyou: "If they didn't find out it was you in the first place, You've been shot."

Wuyou stuck out her tongue: "Didn't senior brother write a letter asking me to come quickly...I'm in a hurry."

"I think you're in a hurry to eat." Song Beiyun pointed to the room, "I'll take you in to say hello, there's still food."

"Okay, okay." Wuyou nodded again and again: "It only took me seven days to come all the way, and I was almost starved to death."

Song Beiyun nodded: "Thank you."

"No way, Master asked me to protect you." Wuyou sighed, "I said I was going to kill you, but was punished by Master to fill up the leaking water tank. I filled it for three months and died of anger. me."

"That's why you deserve it." Song Beiyun walked in with his hands behind his back: "It's a big taboo for members of the same family to fight each other. If you don't punish them, who will you punish?"

"I know I'm wrong... What did senior brother ask me to come here?"

"I am being targeted. There was a little fish beside me, but he has been sent to Yan Shu's side to protect him in the past two years. I don't have a trustworthy and powerful guard here." Song Beiyun said helplessly Said: "how is the uncle?"

"The emperor really kept his promise, and really built a house for Master outside Taizong's Mausoleum." Wuyou nodded repeatedly: "There are still many people serving, and you wrote a letter, so she let me come I'm looking for you."

"Well, it's good." Song Beiyun walked into the house and stood still: "Don't tell others that I'm being watched, it will scare them."

"That's natural." Wuyou nodded vigorously: "I told others that I just came to play with senior brother."

"Ah."

Although Wuyou is a little naive, she is also a member of the teacher's school. She is smart, and it is the most suitable to ask her to be a bodyguard.

And the family members heard that this cute little girl was Song Beiyun's junior sister, and they were very enthusiastic towards her, Wuyou even showed an innocent and harmless appearance.In addition, she is very skilled, and she is an older child, so she soon became one with a group of little carrots, and started to play wildly with the children in the yard after eating.

"Your junior sister is the invincible junior sister you mentioned?" Jin Ling'er stared at Song Beiyun: "Tell me the truth, is something wrong?"

"What are you talking about, they just came to play with me."

"I saw that she was covered in dust and dust, so she must have come here at a gallop. This is not an attitude to play. And you are also the kind of person who refuses to bother others. You never speak unless you have to. Do you even want me to Hiding it?"

Jin Ling'er is worthy of being Jin Ling'er, everyone thinks that Wuyou and her rhetoric are fine, but Jin Ling'er can see through at a glance that Princess Taiping is Princess Taiping after all.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it. I might be watched by someone."

Jin Ling'er frowned: "Following you?"

"Don't ask about this matter, just pretend you don't know about it." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "To save Aunt Hong and the others from worrying."

"Okay, I can't help you much now, you have to be careful anyway." Jin Ling'er seriously warned: "If there is danger, don't run around."

"Don't worry, it's fine. It's the uncle's intention to let Wuyou come, let her see the world. And add an insurance for me by the way."

Jin Ling'er was somewhat skeptical, but now Song Beiyun was beyond her control. She clearly knew what level of existence her husband was now. Just do your job.

But at this moment, many places in Quanchang'an are bustling with people, and Song Beiyun, whom countless people were looking forward to, did not appear, but they also knew in their hearts that Song Beiyun was not easy to invite, and it would be fine if he didn't come. It is normal.

Not only that, but today is also the star night of the Chang'an talent show. The top 32 have already competed. They are showing their talents in the Chang'an Grand Theater, but the Persian woman who is still ranked first is always watching the audience. But no matter how sharp her eyes were, she still didn't see the person she wanted to see, but she saw someone she didn't expect.

When she took the stage with her pipa in her arms, there was thunderous applause from the audience, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Urgent report! Master Song urgent report!"

Early in the morning, Song Beiyun was disturbed by his subordinates from his lucid dream. He quickly put on his clothes and went to the door. Seeing the panicked subordinates, he frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"The king of Xixia was assassinated. If his subordinates hadn't placed people in advance to protect him, he would have died."

Song Beiyun's scalp was tightened, and after a little tidying up, he got into the carriage and went to the residence of the King of Xixia.

This was the first time he met the King of Xixia, but he did not expect it to be on such an occasion.

"Prince Li." Song Beiyun pushed the door open and asked hastily, "Is everything okay?"

As soon as he entered, he saw a few white coats taking care of the Xixia king, and the always strong and straight Xixia king was lying on the bed with a pale complexion. Hearing Song Beiyun's call, he opened his eyes with difficulty, showing a tragic smile.

At this time, the medical staff next to him said to Song Beiyun: "Master Song, the prince has been stabbed seven times, and the knife went straight to the vital point. If the prince is not strong and has a protective mirror, he may have already..."

Song Beiyun nodded: "My lord, rest first, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

The King of Xixia closed his eyes lightly, he seemed to have no strength to speak anymore, Song Beiyun didn't talk to him again, but stood up and saw the little princess of Xixia beside him with tears all over his face, he lightly clasped his fists: "Hello, Princess Enping. "

"Master Song... please save my father!"

She cried with tears all over her face, looking very pitiful.

Song Beiyun signaled her to go out with him, and after walking outside, he asked, "Do you know how the prince was assassinated?"

Princess Enping shook her head and said she didn't know, but suddenly she seemed to remember something and said: "Yesterday, my father came to see me for the game, but after the game, I didn't know where I went, and I didn't go back to the other garden. Later... Later At once……"

Song Beiyun nodded, probably knowing where to continue looking for clues.

After he left here, he immediately rushed to the house of the third-ranked singer, and someone knocked on the door. The charming lady inside was shocked when she saw the posture at the door.

Song Beiyun couldn't bear the smell of powder on her body, took out a handkerchief to cover his nose and walked in, waved his hand outside, and the people outside immediately closed the door.

Under the woman's stunned and terrified expression, Song Beiyun covered his mouth and nose and wandered around here.

After making a full circle, he came to the woman and said, "Name."

"He Shi."

"Oh, yes. That's your name. Where were you doing last night?"

"Slave... Slave competed in Chang'an Theater yesterday..." He Shi was so overwhelmed by Song Beiyun's aura that he couldn't speak very clearly.

"Then?"

"After...then I came back."

"Back?" Song Beiyun raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Alone?"

"One...one...one person."

"Really?" Song Beiyun sneered, "The King of Xixia was assassinated last night. According to information, the last person he saw was you."

He Shi's face turned pale on the spot, she suddenly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and said, "My lord, it really has nothing to do with me, the prince left very quickly yesterday... I don't know anything."

"Didn't you just say a person?" Song Beiyun put his hands behind his back and said with a dead face: "Why is there another prince?"

"Minister...Minnv doesn't want the prince to be burdened by my reputation."

"Do you remember when and when you left?"

After recalling for a moment, He Shi said, "I came here after yesterday's game, and it was time for the Haizi to change. When the prince left, it was just after three o'clock."

Song Beiyun thought that this old man was quite capable. He arrived at eleven o'clock and left after one o'clock. He was almost 60 years old, and he could still stay for two hours.

This time period is very consistent with the time when the guards of Song Beiyun discovered the assassination of the King of Xixia, but there is actually a contradiction here, because the guards said that after the prince came out from here, they did not find the king of Xixia for about a quarter of an hour. When he reappeared, he was already fighting the gangster.

And this quarter of an hour is probably the most critical time point here.

"Do you know who the prince has a grudge against?"

"I don't know..."

Song Beiyun nodded slightly, turned around and left.When he walked outside, he looked at the four of the Nine Great Vajras who rushed over: "What are you still doing in a daze? Let's start."

But this time Song Beiyun had a very strange feeling, that is, no one could find out, because he found a problem when he checked the wound on the Xixia King just now. But the knife and knife avoided the vital parts. Four of the seven wounds were next to the arteries, and the other three were just neither deep nor shallow, without incising key parts, or even causing penetrating injuries.

This was not an assassination but a demonstration. The face of the Persian woman appeared in front of Song Beiyun.

What is she protesting?Show off that you can't find out her details, can you?

Song Beiyun returned to the residence of the King of Xixia with a cold face. After taking care of him, he is now out of danger, but Song Beiyun didn't give him a chance to rest at all, and directly shunned the people around him to come in front of the King of Xixia.

"My lord." He cupped his hands, "Why didn't you tell Song when you came to Chang'an?"

As for the current matter, the assassination can be temporarily put aside, but the responsibility for this needs to be clarified first.Song Beiyun's first sentence was to let the King of Xixia take full responsibility. After all, he didn't inform anyone when he came here, so he is naturally responsible for what happened now.

Before the King of Xixia could speak, Song Beiyun continued, "But don't worry, my lord. Even so, since the incident happened in Chang'an, then Song has a duty to do so. No matter what, I have to give my lord an explanation."

Hearing his words, the King of Xixia clenched his fists. He didn't expect that at this moment, the person in front of him not only separated the relationship, but... also asked Li Ronghao to accept Song Beiyun's love?

"Okay, my lord can rest at ease. Now that I know that my lord is in Chang'an, if anything goes wrong in the future, it will be all mine."

At this moment, the Persian woman was sitting in front of the dressing table, using the rice soup in the basin to wash away the strong smell of spices on her body bit by bit.

"Saint, why are you killing that traitor here? That's not what the leader ordered."

"Of course I'm here to follow my orders. The leader is in Persia, and I'm in Chang'an."

The two were communicating in the softest tone, but because it was Persian, and it was a minority dialect of Persia, no one in Chang'an even knew what they were talking about.

"Damn it, it would be great to use him to catch a fish. Zoroastrianism needs a strong enough believer to fight against the increasingly powerful Green Cult."

"Saint, you are underestimating the enemy, please be careful."

"Underestimate the enemy?" She flicked the silk and satin gently, wrapping her wet body: "What do you know?"

Chapter 757: It was sunny on September 9 last year

"Master Song, according to the medical school's investigation of the Xixia King's injury, it was found that the wound was a sharp weapon bent at both ends."

"Bent at both ends? How can you see it?"

The subordinate took out a picture, which was a model drawn based on the wounds on the Xixia King. It can be seen that the wounds on his body are longer than those of conventional weapons, and they are deep at both ends and shallow in the middle.

According to this wound, the corresponding weapon can be simulated, and this kind of weapon is the kind of weapon like the crescent shovel that can cause such a wound.

And judging from the strength of the strike, it is likely to be a scimitar, and the person who uses the scimitar is the characteristic of the Persians.

A smile gradually appeared on Song Beiyun's face. He really thought he was a vixen who had been enlightened for thousands of years, but it turned out to be nothing more than a little fox.

"check."

"Yes."

Following this line, it was quickly deduced that the people who might use these weapons were mostly people of a certain Persian religion, and the clues even pointed to a settlement of a certain religion in the peninsula in the city.

When Song Beiyun heard the news, he went to question their leader himself, but the leader said he didn't know about it.

But at this time, the people from the Chang'an Imperial City Division actually found a weapon to hurt the Xixia King here.

This time, they couldn't help denying it. Song Beiyun ignored the request of a certain leader and immediately arrested more than ten related personnel.

"Master Song, your behavior will make me very embarrassed."

"It's difficult for you, but it's even more difficult for me." Song Beiyun looked at a certain coach who came to intercede: "Do you think I like to arrest people? Do you know who was assassinated? That's the king of Xixia!"

Hearing what Song Beiyun said, the man's expression became astonished, even unbelievable.

As far as Song Beiyun knows, the king of Xixia has always believed in the Zoroastrianism, that is, the Mingjiao in Persia. It is a relatively useless sect. In recent years, it has gradually disappeared due to conflicts with a certain religion. There are not many left.

"It doesn't matter so much now, I can only investigate first. Whether everything is innocent or not depends on the results of the investigation." Song Beiyun looked at the man and said, "I still trust you very much. We are friends. But any ethnic group There are bad people everywhere, don't you think so? And can you guarantee that there are no people punished by God among your people?"

When the word "divine punishment" was mentioned, this man's face turned pale. He knew that the organization that only believed in theocracy would use the name of theocracy to judge heretics, and would not have any scruples. He was a typical extreme believer.

And it is quite normal for them to assassinate pagans who believe in Zoroastrianism.