Song Beiyun

"Well, let's go. Taifu, please pay attention, that man is treacherous, cunning and scheming."

"I understand in my heart, thank you Your Majesty."

When Fo Baonu saw the king of Nanyuan leaving, he snorted coldly and said to Luoyang prefect: "You also said that Luoyang is an enlightened place, and I want you to see that Luoyang is enlightened like a dog!"

"Your Majesty calm down...Your Majesty calm down!" Luoyang prefect knelt down to Fo Baonu on the spot.

Fo Baonu just gave him a cold look and walked away.

And Song Beiyun was sitting on the steps at the moment, facing the frosty face of the patrol officer.

The officer kept apologizing, but Song Beiyun was not someone who could be settled with a few words of apology. He would never leave half a step until he got an explanation today, even those rascals had already been arrested.

Soon, the Great King of the Southern Courtyard came on horseback. When he saw Song Beiyun, he got off his horse, clasped his fists and said, "Lord Song, long time no see."

"Oh, so it's King Xiao." Song Beiyun said with a half-smile: "What wind brought you here, my lord?"

"Haha." Jin Lang apologized dryly, "Northern clouds are the south wind."

Song Beiyun got up and patted his butt: "My lord, since you're here, I'm going to complain to you."

Jin Lang's power is not comparable to that of ordinary people. When he came, everyone else retreated a long way, but he took a step forward and walked in front of Song Beiyun and whispered: "Sir Song, it's almost done, how much is it?" Your Majesty, save some face."

"If I don't give her face, today will not be like this." Song Beiyun also whispered: "I'll ask, what is the crime of calling Song Dog in front of me."

Jin Lang's face changed suddenly when he heard this, Song Dog... No one has shouted a few words, even when His Majesty is angry, he always scolds Song Dog a few words.But when he shouted in front of him, unless he had a very good relationship, the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu had to weigh his own weight.

The words that the emperor didn't dare to shout, were shouted out of the mouths of these rascals?Isn't this a diplomatic dispute?

"Well, I won't embarrass you, my lord. Just let me decide where to go. From the side of the Marquis of Liao Kingdom or from the side of the envoy of the Great Song Dynasty."

Jin Lang gasped: "Hiss..."

He didn't know what the consequences of his choice would be, but looking at it now, the internal affairs were easier to digest.

"Let's talk about it from the Liao Kingdom."

"That's fine." Song Beiyun crossed his waist: "There is a problem with Luoyang's education, and it is common for the following to commit crimes. I will go to see His Majesty now, rectify Luoyang's academic style, and investigate the four officials of Luoyang 310!"

The King of the South Courtyard was terrified.

To rectify the style of study and investigate the academic officials?That's okay, Luoyang is the private land of the old nobles, and the academic officials here account for more than [-]% of the entire Liao Kingdom. To put it bluntly, it is a compromise between the imperial power and these nobles. Almost every big family here There will be an academic officer, needless to say the role of the academic officer, it is naturally for the recommendation of an official, so in the Liao Kingdom, there are countless people who inherit their father's career, and more than [-]% of the officials are promoted in this way. The real imperial examination... …Mingjing accounted for [-]%, the calendar accounted for [-]%, and only [-]% was selected for Jinshi.

To investigate the school officials is to investigate the nobles, it will turn the world upside down!

"I'll pull down my old face and beg you, it's almost done."

"What do you think I came to Luoyang for?" Song Beiyun leaned into his ear and said, "Kill people."

"Kill who?"

"Isn't it possible to kill a ruffian?" Song Beiyun sneered: "No matter what, this person is going to be killed, whether he is charged with force or the evidence is solid. Let alone someone scolding Song Dog in the street, he is the one who dragged him thirty miles outside the city. Shit, if you say check them, check them."

As he spoke, he pointed to the Young Master Wang who was not far away and said, "Did you see that trash?"

"Ah."

"That's the grandson of Duke Wensheng of the Great Song Dynasty, and I plan to attack him. I really want to do whatever I want, mother who wants to breastfeed, and uncle who wants to be born." Song Beiyun said with a smile: At first I didn’t know where to start, but now I have a chance.”

"Are you going to..."

"Where is the weakest part of the barrier?"

"Up?"

"Inside."

Song Beiyun snapped his fingers: "My lord, you are a royalist, and we are our own people."

"understood."

The King of the Southern Court took a step back, and said in a loud voice: "As for today's matter, please be quiet and don't be impatient. I will definitely report to His Majesty to thoroughly investigate and deal with it. Please wait for the good news."

"Thank you, my lord." Song Beiyun clasped his hands and bowed lightly: "Then I will take my leave today, my friend is still waiting to see the doctor."

"Then Marquis Song, please take care of yourself."

As soon as the king of the South Court waved, everyone followed him and left the place, and the chief inspector finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that everyone had left, Song Beiyun returned to Young Master Wang, inspected his injuries, and sighed, "Brother Wang, I must seek justice for you."

Seeing Song Beiyun's friendship, and thinking of Song Beiyun's friendship, the young master of the Wang family thought that none of his former cronies were willing to help him since he was in distress, so he burst into tears.

"Okay, Brother Wang. I'll take you to find a doctor first, and then today I'll be the host and invite Brother Wang to have a few drinks to catch up on the old days."

Song Beiyun took the prince of the Wang family to bandage and massage first, and then took him to Tianshangfang.

Looking at his voracious eating, it seemed like he hadn't had a full meal for several days.Song Beiyun couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional in his heart. The prince who spent a lot of money back then has become like this now, and the instigator is actually himself.

Even in this state, I still want to use him.

But in this world, after all, it is to eat people, and the Virgin of the White Lotus cannot live well in this world. If you want to blame, you can only blame him for being born in that family by chance. Resources are used.

Sympathy, that is true sympathy.But whether to use him as bait or not is up to you.

The world is not black and white, and Song Beiyun never thinks that he is a good person, but this is not important. The upright things are left to the upright people. The interweaving of light and shadow is the law of nature.

"Brother Wang, why did you end up like this, oh..."

Hearing this, Prince Wang burst into tears while eating, he wanted to talk but couldn't bear the food on his lips, and for a moment he looked a little funny.

"No hurry, no hurry, you eat first." Song Beiyun said to the shopkeeper next to him, "Please go and get some new clothes. The autumn clothes should be thicker."

"Okay, master, I'll go buy it now."

Looking back at the prince who was like a dog scrambling for a slot, Song Beiyun sighed again: "Brother Wang, brother Wang... eat slowly, there is still enough."

Song Beiyun seldom humiliated people, because humiliation was meaningless and tricks could be used, but the fact of humiliation was losing value.If you have the ability to embarrass people of a higher level or have the same status as everyone, what kind of ability is it to show off your power to those who are down and out.

"Song...Master Song..."

"Oh, don't call me Mr. Song. We are old acquaintances, and you will pull us a thousand miles away." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "Just like when we were in Luzhou Mansion back then, call me good brother Bar."

"Song... Brother Song Xian. I am suffering..."

Chapter 766: Sunny November 11, Seven Years

How bitter is Young Master Wang's suffering? This thing actually knows how cold and warm it is, but for him, it must be the most bitter and bitter in the world.

From being a nobleman to being a sinner, the pillars of the family collapsed one after another. At the beginning, the elder sister who could protect him suddenly died of illness. The last grandfather who was able to protect him also passed away two years ago. Later, the whole family was copied, and finally lived in a foreign country and was bullied. .

It can be said that he enjoyed many blessings in the first half of his life, and suffered so much in the second half of his life. He lived under the fence and was bullied by others. Lack of food, fear all day long.

The rich clothes and fine food in the past can only appear in dreams, not to mention the wishful thinking of beautiful wives and beautiful concubines. Even now, the side effects of taking Wushisan in the past are still left in the body, and the spirit is listless and drowsy all day long. Seeing is getting thinner day by day.

These things happened one after another, in retrospect, it was like a knife was cutting his heart, and every time he was moved, tears would flow down his cheeks.

"Before I came to Luoyang a few days ago, I specially searched for old friends from the past, but...but they..."

Prince Wang wiped away his tears and leaned on the table resentfully: "Hey...some people avoid me, some people treat me like a pig and dog, and even Jiang Xingliang... is the one who ate me and used me all day long. Jiang Xingliang from Yinggou, I said that even if it is not easy to help, he would bring me a few pieces of cake to eat at the head office, but he took a hundred pieces of cake for me to eat, and if he missed a piece, he would be severely beaten. Damn it! Damn it!"

It turns out that the story of "feeding the young master to eat cakes" can really happen in reality. After hearing it, Song Beiyun can be regarded as gaining knowledge. He knows that the world is bad, but he didn't expect it to be bad, but he still acts like this.

He didn't do bad things, but he definitely couldn't do this kind of thing because he didn't bother to do it.

"Later, I came to Luoyang by begging all the way. I wanted to go to my aunt in Luoyang, but after I came here, I found out that my aunt had died of illness five years ago. I didn't have any money on me, so I had to live with a few beggars in a dilapidated house. live, and earn a living by drawing and writing for others on weekdays."

Prince Wang lifted up his sleeves aggrievedly: "The wounds on this body were caused by those people. They said that I am from the Song Dynasty and I am not worthy of living in Luoyang."

Song Beiyun nodded lightly: "I will definitely seek justice for you in this matter, so you can rest assured. I will find a place for you to settle down here first, and you and I will have a long-term plan for the future."

"Brother Beiyun... woo woo woo..." Prince Wang expressed his feelings but broke down in sobs, and in the end he even beat his feet and chest, looking very miserable.

After he had cried enough, Song Beiyun poured him a glass of wine. Prince Wang took a sip of the wine and said in a trembling voice, "If I hadn't met you, I would either have been beaten to death by them, or I would have frozen to death in the dilapidated house. I can't live through this winter."

"Brother Wang, don't do this, there is no unparalleled road."

"Brother Song Xian, these years I have seen clearly the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and I have seen through this world." Young Master Wang wiped his nose with his rags, "Human favors are only three cups or two, alas... But when I met Song Xiandi today, Only then did I know why my virtuous brother was able to be an extremely human minister. It is because of his open-mindedness and generosity. In the future, if someone says that you are wrong, I will go forward and argue with him!"

"Haha, you don't have to, Brother Wang." Song Beiyun smiled and waved his hands: "The most difficult thing to guard against in the world is Youyou's mouth. If they say it, let them say it. If I say it, I won't be short of meat."

While talking, the shopkeeper came back. He stood respectfully in front of Song Beiyun and said, "Master, the clothes are all ready, and I also presumptuously found a house for this young master, and the money has been paid. Then The place was originally the house of a juzi, but later the juzi went to high school to become an official in a different place, so the house was vacant, and it was cheap to get it, and the location is not bad. And the environment is quiet, and it is worthy of this young man's temperament."

"Then how can you spend money?" Song Beiyun raised his head and said, "I'll transfer the amount to you."

"Boss, you are looking down on me. If there is no boss and this heavenly workshop, the villain is now just a person who herds sheep and cattle in the countryside. How can he achieve what he is today. Not to mention a house, it is It's nothing more than letting the villain be confused."

"Hey, you guys, it's no wonder you can become the big shopkeeper." Song Beiyun shook his head with a smile and said, "Okay, I owe you a favor."

"Thank you, my boss!"

Song Beiyun took the clothes and handed them to Young Master Wang: "Brother Wang, put on. Let's go and see your new house."

The young master of the Wang family didn't dare to take it for a long time, but his face was filled with embarrassment: "Brother Song Xian...how did this make it, Brother Yu is different now, I'm afraid I won't be able to return your favor."

"Hahaha, what are you being polite to, Brother Wang? Back then, Brother Wang spent a lot of money, which made me gain a lot of knowledge. I have eaten, used, and eaten the best in the first half of my life. Brother Wang invited you. Today, Brother Wang, don’t want to talk to me. That's all."

The prince of the Wang family just cried after hearing this, and he still looked like he couldn't make a fart.

The three of them came to this house in a carriage, the place was not big but it was very bookish, although it was incomparable with the mansion of Wang's family back then, it was quite different from the dilapidated house he lived in now.

Although there is only one entrance to the house, the small courtyard is quiet, and there is a ginkgo tree in the courtyard, which is full of golden leaves in this season, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Brother Wang, are you still satisfied?"

"Satisfied, satisfied... this is too satisfying."

Song Beiyun nodded: "Since Brother Wang doesn't dislike it, you can feel wronged here for now, and I'll discuss justice with you tomorrow."

"Don't be wronged, don't be wronged..." Prince Wang touched the brand new soft cotton quilt and the spotless bookshelf that had just been tidied up. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was a young master, even though his eyes were swollen from crying. , but the tears still couldn't stop flowing down.

"Boss, I have already hired some servant girls to serve this young master, and they should arrive later. I have already paid my wages for five years, so I don't need this young master to bother."

"You're still thoughtful." Song Beiyun nodded with a smile, then took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed them to Young Master Wang: "Brother Wang, I don't have much money with me this time, you take these first, wait a minute I'll bring you some next time I come."

If the prince really looked down on these three melons and two dates back then, after all, they look thick but are actually scattered banknotes of five pennies and ten pennies. He used to make hundreds of pennies, which is so generous that people are dumbfounded.

But now it is different from the past. When he was at his worst, he would have to live for two months with three hundred wen. Seeing these things after knowing the warmth and coldness of the world is like a clear spring in the desert.

Song Beiyun bid farewell and walked out the door. When he got on the carriage, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. He didn't speak to the shopkeeper, and the two of them reached their destination quietly all the way.

"That's right." Song Beiyun opened his eyes and said coldly before the shopkeeper got off the car, "Go and help me with something tomorrow."

"My boss, tell me."

Song Beiyun thought about it for a while: "Tomorrow, if you go to find some scholars from other places, you will say that there is a Wenbawang in Luoyang, who has no saints in his eyes, and bullies the descendants of the Confucian family. As for how to add fuel and vinegar in the middle, you can talk about it."

"The villain understands, what other orders does the master have?"

"The best thing is to find someone with a relatively high status in the literary world to write a letter to the Confucian Mansion in Shandong, saying that the descendants of the Confucian family have been bullied in Luoyang."

"You mean the prince of the Wang family? But hasn't the Wang family already..."

"Beating a dog depends on the owner." Song Beiyun said casually: "The status of the Kong family has obviously not been as good as before in the past few years. Now that something like this happened, if they don't do anything, they will definitely be looked down upon. But this matter I I can’t show up, so I have to come.”

"Understood, my boss, I'm going to Zhang Luo."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"What's the matter?"

The shopkeeper was naturally willing to work for Song Beiyun, not to mention himself, even his son was under the protection of Song Beiyun, and the inscription alone allowed a three-year-old child to enjoy the best education in Song Beiyun.And because of this relationship, he was able to be promoted as the big treasurer among many candidates.

So to him, Song Beiyun is actually equivalent to the merit of re-creation, how can such a small matter be counted as a big deal?

After the two parted, Song Beiyun returned to the residence and saw Fo Baonu who was sitting on a chair reading a book.

"You, you can always come up with something new for me."

"No? Then I'll go back tomorrow."

Fo Baonu gave him a sideways glance: "Okay, let's forget what you said, I don't care about this matter."

"Whether it's possible or not, you have to make the final decision." Song Beiyun shook his fingers and said, "There are hundreds of academic officials. Liao Kingdom is full of officials who have inherited their father's career. In a few years, they will be rotten to the bone."

Fo Baonu didn't answer, but raised his head and said, "I miss my son."

"Think about your son? Then go to Chang'an for the Chinese New Year."

"I'll arrange the time." Fo Baonu sighed, "I dreamed about the baby yesterday."

"Stop talking nonsense, go to bed quickly, there are still many things to do tomorrow. I have delayed a lot of things at hand to help you."

"Understood." Fo Baonu stood up and took his arm: "Do you want to serve the bed?"

"I'm tired today, you play by yourself."