Song Beiyun

His companion let out a long sigh, and this sigh contained too much bitterness and hatred.

And while they were watching, Zuo Rou came to Die Er's door on a horse, she was probably the only lady in Chang'an City who wandered around on horseback, and never took a car unless necessary.

"Sister, your horse is so handsome." Dieer looked at Zuo Rou with a cosmetic box in her hand, "It should be worth a lot of money."

"Hey, it's not worth mentioning." Zuo Rou got off the horse and patted the horse's butt: "It's only a hundred thousand."

Butterfly covered her mouth in astonishment: "One hundred thousand..."

"This horse was given to my husband-in-law, so she gave it to me if she didn't want it."

"Who is the husband-in-law who hasn't asked my sister yet?"

"Emperor of the Liao Kingdom." Zuo Rou clapped her hands and walked into the yard: "Isn't it like a queen?"

Die'er laughed loudly, Zuo Rou didn't look like a queen in any way, but let alone... Die'er went to check her background, she was really the queen of Liao Kingdom.

There are some things that can't be said, after all, with Zuo Rou's appearance, no one will believe anyone who says she is a queen, this is probably a kind of protection.

The two of them entered the house, but Zuo Rou was dressed in a man's attire, which made the spies monitoring Butterfly nervous.

But after they saw Zuo Rou's face clearly, the two of them looked at each other in surprise.

"Mother, why did the eldest lady hang out with this bitch again?"

"I'm afraid I want to hook up with Mr. Song to go back."

"Don't chew your tongue, report it quickly."

But at this moment, Zuo Rou was sitting in the room chatting with Die Er, the two of them seemed to hit each other very well, Zuo Rou needless to say, her temperament is quite related to everyone, but Die Er is not the same as the aloofness shown Too the same, inside is also a lively temperament.

"In Persia, I was a saint." Butterfly lay there and said with a smile: "Later, the religion was not very good, so I came here to seek a living. Those dog men always said that they wanted to raise me, but in fact Just hungry for my body."

"Inferior." Zuo Rou spat: "But aren't all of you saintesses allowed to get married?"

"The Holy Religion is gone, so let the saintesses be like that." Butterfly sighed: "It's pretty good now, and I'm going around selling art to cheat dogs and men of their money. It's pretty cool to see those people wagging their tails around me like a dog." interesting."

On the other hand, Zuo Rou ate without notice, shaking her feet while eating: "How do you lie to men?"

"That's not easy." Butterfly is also very sincere: "Dogs and men are very cheap, you just hang them up, let them feel that they can eat, ups and downs are fine. .Three days I don’t answer, and two days I smile sweetly. Just throw a bone when they are about to lose heart. I don’t even need to talk, they will send money.”

"And other things?"

"That's right, that day I went to the street with a dog man, and as long as I paused for a while, he would buy it for me." Die Er raised his chin: "But I can't accept it at this time, I have to buy it." He refused him with clever words, and then walked away. Afterwards, he would try his best to give me things without letting me know who gave it to me. I also pretended not to know, wear the jewelry that should be worn, and wear the clothes that should be worn. He will rejoice when he sees it, and then he will be more courteous."

Zuo Rou's eyes were widened by these remarks: "No, no, that dog man in my family...he doesn't take this kind of thing. If you don't open your mouth, even if you stare out your eyeballs, he won't." Makes sense."

"Will there be that mouth?"

"En." Zuo Rou nodded and said, "When I was young, I said I wanted the moon in the sky, so he polished a moon-shaped pendant for me with meteorite. I said I wanted a tree from the East China Sea, and he gave me a red tree." The coral is even more beautiful than the ones in the palace."

"That's really difficult... I haven't met such people, so I'll try next time."

"Then what if they admire you for too long and turn to hate because of love? Aren't you afraid of being slaughtered?"

Zuo Rou's words made Die Die feel numb, and she stood there silent for a long time: "Sister, you speak so strangely... How can those stinky scholars and men have that ability."

Zuo Rou nodded: "I'll introduce someone, you go and try?"

"Who is who?" Butterfly became interested: "Sister, tell me first, does he have money?"

"I have money, as much as I want, and she looks very good-looking."

"Who is it, from Chang'an City?"

"Yeah." Zuo Rou nodded and said, "It's still very famous."

Butterfly's eyes glowed: "Let's talk about it, there are not many dog ​​men in the world, and I can't handle it."

"Song Beiyun."

"Karma..." Butterfly stopped abruptly as soon as half a syllable popped out of her throat.

"Ah?" Zuo Rou looked at her: "Go and try?"

"No, no, no." Die Er waved his hand and said, "I've heard of that man, he's too scary, and he'll kill him if he makes a bad case."

Zuo Rou laughed so hard that Die Er laughed after seeing her for a while, and the two laughed together on the warm couch, seeing that their relationship was extremely harmonious.

After laughing for a while, Die Er got up and fiddled with her messy hair and asked, "I heard that Chang'an has been a bit chaotic recently, sister, do you know why?"

Zuo Rou waved her hands carelessly: "Support Luoyang, saying that there is a commotion in Luoyang."

Butterfly frowned: "Why?"

"Who knows, I heard that it's the business of scholars, but it's their business."

Butterfly nodded slightly, and then changed the subject: "Sister, my sister is going to compete tonight, will you come and see?"

"Look, of course I will." Zuo Rou nodded and said, "By the way, let me ask you something."

"Sister, please tell me."

"Didn't you say that you and my mother look alike last time? I want you to help find out my mother's life experience." Zuo Rou said in a low voice, "My father only knows her Chinese name. I just want to know my mother's life experience." Who on earth is it."

"Huh? So how does my sister plan to let my sister find it?"

Zuo Rou sat there cross-legged and thought for a while: "Forget it, it's too troublesome, so many years have passed... Sigh."

"Don't worry, sister, if there is any news, I will definitely tell you."

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat delicious food." Zuo Rou jumped off the bed, "There's nothing to do anyway."

"I can't do it today. I'm going to prepare for the competition later. My sister should go alone. Just remember to cheer up my sister tonight."

"That's fine."

After Zuo Rou left, Butterfly summoned her maid, sat there and asked, "Go to the head teacher and check to see who the saints were 30 years ago, and who looks similar to me?" .”

"Saint, do you believe what that woman said?"

"I suspect it's true, because the Zuorou eyebrows and eyes are really similar to me." Butterfly narrowed her eyes: "If it's true... maybe she may be the daughter of my aunt. That is to say, She may be the real Fire Worship Saintess."

Chapter 780: Sunny November 11, Seven Years

Butterfly ate something in a hurry and came to the competition venue. Because she is the current No.1, she was the last one to take the stage.

She is already familiar with these things, without the slightest nervousness or apprehension, but for some reason she has some expectation to see Zuo Rou in the audience, so when she waits in the background, she can't help but look out the small window to search The figure of Zuo Rou.

"Are you nervous? Or are you waiting for a certain man?"

When Toyo no Hana Zi Shibu walked past her holding a traditional Japanese musical instrument, he glanced at her with a smile on his face, and then started to tease her.

"Why do you want to be the star of Chang'an?"

Butterfly looked at Zi Shibu, who was dressed in Japanese clothes. The oriental grace was vividly reflected in her body, but this woman's eyes were not kind. It felt like she was carrying a samurai sword, very sharp.

"Me?" Zi Shibu sat gently beside her, and said with a smile on his face: "I am addicted to Chang'an, and I want it to be contaminated with my breath."

These words made Dieer shudder uncontrollably...

"What about you?"

"Cheat more money."

Zi Shibu was very dissatisfied with this answer, she got up and walked away arrogantly, while Die Die sat there with a soft smile, she didn't have the greed of this woman, because her duty was not to leave traces in the world, she All the meaning of existence is to allow the sect to continue, and other things are not worth mentioning to her.

And when Chang'an City held the much-anticipated finals of the draft, Luoyang City finally had a conflict as expected.

The cause of the incident was very simple. After repeated negotiations to release him to no avail, finally, at the instigation of the mastermind behind the scenes, someone stormed the arresting yamen.

Attacking the yamen, once this incident happened, the nature of the matter changed, it was an impact on the laws of the country and a challenge to public power, so the patrolling yamen responded quickly and began to hunt down these reckless scholars.

But the reckless scholars have now become heroes among the crowd. They are hidden, and there are still a large number of people who are willing to stand up for them, and the person standing at the forefront is the young master of the Wang family who represents the "common people".

As for whether he represents the common people, no one knows, but the person standing behind him certainly does not represent the common people.

The escalation of the conflict also means that the new forces in Luoyang and even the entire Liao Kingdom have formally declared war with the old nobles like King Kong. Whether it is passionate students or bloody men, they have all become guns in the hands of these people. .

At this moment, Song Beiyun had already boarded the city wall, standing on the towering city wall, watching the commotion in the city.

Since yesterday, he has successively withdrawn and replaced the city defense army. Now the entire Luoyang military equipment has been replaced by the elite Pishi army without knowing it. Even the camp outside the city has been surrounded by the Pishi army. And at this very moment, Chang'an Wannian's allied forces have passed Hangu Pass and encircled the Pishi Army, completely occupying Tongguan and Hulao Pass.

It looks calm, but the undercurrent here is like the vortex in the Yellow River. Even if it looks calm on the surface, as long as someone dares to stretch a leg in, he will be...

The three gates are entrenched, this means that it is difficult for the world's heroes to come, but now everyone's eyes are focused on Luoyang City, few people pay attention to the actions outside Luoyang City, and those who can see However, they were quite overwhelmed. Even if the nobles in Luoyang were vaguely aware that something was wrong, if they surrendered now, their ending might be very miserable.So even though the storm was already raging outside, they could only bite the bullet and stand in the three-acre area of ​​Luoyang.

"Is there a trick in the 36 tricks called borrowing a knife to kill someone?" Song Beiyun stared into the distance from the top of the city, and said to himself, "Yes, the damage will benefit, and the way will go up."

The conflicts in the city are intensifying. From the initial verbal conflicts, they have gradually turned into frontal confrontations. This is no longer a situation that can be controlled by the patrolling yamen. The various nobles have dispatched their servants and guards, forming a kind of private conflict. Use the pawn mode to attack the students who have merged.

As a result, the conflict has further intensified, and now it is no longer as simple as seeking justice, but has evolved into an internal war against national traitors. Those students even have their own slogans and even began to have their own armed forces. .

They tied red cloths on their arms, held long guns, and shouted: "Expel the national traitors, and return my Qingming."Then he clashed with the other faction without hesitation. Casualties in this kind of conflict are inevitable. At this time, casualties are not enough to make people fearful. Blood will only arouse people's ferocity. Group-driven blind obedience, originally gentle people will turn into ferocious beasts.

At about nine o'clock at night, the first place on fire appeared in Luoyang City, Song Beiyun was not in a hurry.

As time went by, more and more places were caught on fire, and the light of the fire gradually illuminated the night. Time seemed to go back to the Three Kingdoms 800 years ago, and it was chaotic for a while.

Song Beiyun stood at the top of the city, smelling the burnt smell brought by the cold wind. He rubbed his nose, took out a piece of peppermint ointment and wiped it on his temples. After a while, he stretched out his hand and waved it.

"Do it."

The city gate buzzed open, and a large group of leather troops with live ammunition and bright armor poured in from the gate of the city in a queue. The sound of uniform footsteps overwhelmed the sound of fighting and killing in the night, and the sound was dull and powerful like a giant drum. .

Originally, when the nobles in Luoyang saw the arrival of the Pishi Army, they thought their savior had arrived, but they did not expect that the Pishi Army regarded them as nothing at all. Some of the more important municipal facilities were protected.

After all important places were protected, the Pishi Army began to line up with shields and short sticks and began to clean the streets one by one.

They don't care who is in the same group, as long as they are still hanging out at this time, they will be hit with a stick.

Whether it is the scholars who rebelled, the nobles who recruited private soldiers to protect their property, or the idlers who watched the fun, there is nothing to talk about at this time, and the Pi Shijun never reasoned with others.

Wherever Pi Shijun went, there were still people who wanted to resist and attack at first, but soon they found that the thing in their hands was useless in front of Pi Shijun, like a child scratching it. The crowd gradually began to calm down.

The result of calmness is to retreat, but how can they outrun well-trained soldiers? Shi Jun, you don't need eyes.

When the soaring flames turned into smoke and dust, the sky had already brightened. Song Beiyun wrapped his little robe tightly around his body, turned his head and glanced at the general who had returned to his command, and turned and went down the tower without saying a word. Fall asleep in the tent.

When he woke up, Song Beiyun didn't even ask a word, he got up and left, and when he got outside, he jumped into the carriage with one step, and the driver didn't say anything, he whipped the horse and turned around and walked in the direction of Chang'an.

From the beginning to the end, when he dealt with the turmoil in Luoyang, he only said two words "do it".

On the way back to Chang'an, he happened to see the emperor of Liao's carriage, and he motioned for the carriage to stop on the side of the road and wait for the emperor's carriage to pass by first. Seeing Fo Baonu's questioning eyes, Song Beiyun nodded slightly.

And this nod made Fo Baonu, who was already preoccupied, breathe a sigh of relief, and also made her smile for a long time.

When the emperor's motorcade had left completely, Song Beiyun pulled the sideboard of the carriage, pulled the quilt over and fell asleep again.

"Good, good, good, really good."

Fo Baonu, who returned to Luoyang, met the aristocrats of all levels in Luoyang City in the Yingchun Garden, many of whom were her relatives.

These people knelt together in front of her, all expressing their grievances there, and the bloody head that didn't even have time to bandage, it seemed that they wanted to let Fo Baonu see his miserable state.

"I also hope that His Majesty can punish the mob."

"Shut up!" Fo Baonu scolded angrily: "Mob, mob, you take one mob at a time, do you think I don't know anything?"

Fo Baonu snorted coldly, raised his hand, and the female officer immediately walked in with the leader of the so-called "mob", who was the prince of the Wang family.

As soon as he saw Fo Baonu, he immediately fell to his knees on the ground, and there were three thud bangs, and blood flowed from his forehead.

Fo Baonu looked at this man up and down, and saw that he was tall but skinny, like a bamboo pole, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, and it was such a man who almost burned half of Luoyang City.

"Why do you want to lead people into chaos?"

"Your Majesty... the Cao people are not making trouble, they just want to seek justice for their classmates!"

Who is the prince?He has also experienced ups and downs. Although his nature is not so good, he came from a wealthy family after all, and he did not meet the emperor once or twice. In addition, Song Beiyun's personal training these days, his speech skills can come easily.

Song Beiyun said that even if he was caught, if the emperor was not killed on the spot, then things would definitely turn around.So Wang Gongzi has long been proficient in a set of tricks with many twists and turns, and he has no choice but to put it here.

What he said was so affectionate and full of blood. He first started talking about the internal and external troubles of the Liao Kingdom, then talked about the rise and fall of the country and the future, and finally said the last sentence with tears: Where to go, although nine deaths, especially no regrets.

Fo Baonu sat on the chair, after listening to his cry, his eyes swept over the people in the hall like a blade, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, half an hour later, she let out a long sigh, got up and walked away, leaving the people in the hall to kneel there in a daze, not daring to move.

As soon as the seemingly furious Emperor Liao returned to the resting place at the back, he couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. Now she finally recalled how he nodded lightly when he passed by the dog man. What is the deep meaning.

Borrowing a knife to kill, his trick of borrowing a knife to kill is really borrowing a very fast knife. Once a matter rises to Jiangshan Sheji, it must be dealt with top-notch.

There are some things that lack a famous teacher. The enemy is already known, but the friend is not yet determined.

The issue of power in Luoyang, which would have allowed her to grow old overnight, seemed to be cleared up all of a sudden, and the handling method was simple and rude, just one word, cut.