Song Beiyun

The power of the nobles of the scholars was cut, the momentum of the famous families was cut, and the spirit of the gentry and the great powers was cut.

"Let's see what kind of bag my dear husband left for me." Fo Baonu took out the Song Beiyun bag given to her by General Yelu Ersha when she entered Luoyang, opened it up and saw that there was only one two and one three on it.

Fo Baonu frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly slapped his head with a slap: "Two peaches kill three warriors, so poisonous..."

Putting down the note, Fo Baonu walked out, but he already had some concerns in his heart.

At the moment, Chang'an is not peaceful. Last night, it was supposed to compete for the No. 1 star of Chang'an, but a fire broke out in the middle of the game. It is said that several workers were burned to death. The game was stopped, and in desperation, this exciting final could only be postponed for a few more days.

"What did you say was the reason for the fire yesterday?"

Zuo Rou is cross-legged beside the bed, and the butterfly on the bed is knitting a scarf with woolen thread. The craftsmanship is very rough, and the scarf is so ugly that it feels weird to put it on the buttocks, but the butterfly is not tired of it, and even tries to wrap it around Zuo Rou's neck.

"Then who would know? It's said that the backstage spilled the lamp oil." Butterfly sneered when she said this: "If I ask you, someone is clearly trying to kill us."

Yesterday was still very dangerous. If the previous site hadn't been repaired and part of the wooden structure was replaced with a brick-concrete structure, at least half of the people wouldn't be able to escape from the fire yesterday.

Although the investigation is still ongoing, it can probably be guessed that someone deliberately set the fire, but it is still unclear who it is.

However, because the fire almost hurt Zuo Rou this time, the internal spies of the Liao State are investigating, the internal spies of the Song State are investigating, Song Beiyun's personal guards are investigating, and Zuo Rou's Blue Army Intelligence Department is also investigating. The people under the Saintess of Persia are also investigating, and now a total of five forces are gathering together to investigate.

Although everyone belongs to the kind where the king does not see the king, Chang'an during this period is no worse than Luoyang, and they are all so wonderful.

"Sister Rou." Butterfly stroked her woolen scarf on her hand: "Come and wear it."

"Too ugly, refuse."

Zuo Rou is not smart enough, but she still has a good share of beauty and ugliness. Even dogs and dogs despise it for being uneven.

"Bring it on." Die Er stretched out the scarf to Zuo Rou: "Come on, I'll put it on for you."

"Don't take it!" Zuo Rou jumped away: "Go and bring it to your dogs, they must be happy."

"Those dog men?" Butterfly chuckled: "They are not worthy."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden noise from outside, and then several people came in from the wall and went straight to the butterfly's residence.

Chapter 781, On November 11, Seven Years, the autumn was sunny and the waves were cold and smokey.

"You are so good?"

Zuo Rou had already drawn out her gun, but in a blink of an eye, she saw that butterfly really floated past like a butterfly.

As soon as the other party raised the scimitar, before the edge of the blade fell, the thin sword in Die'er's sleeve slipped out, like a scorpion hunting, and stabbed the future offenders to the ground.

"Keep alive!"

"It's useless." Butterfly stepped forward and tore off the hat and mask of a corpse: "Persian dead soldier."

Her face was dignified, and there was no sadness or joy in her expression, but her eyes were constantly guarding her surroundings. At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from among the dwarf flowers behind him. The butterfly subconsciously wanted to fight back, but the distance was so close that She couldn't do it.

Seeing that the scimitar was about to fall on her face, the butterfly rolled on the ground and managed to dodge it, but the next moment the blade followed her like a shadow again.

"boom"

With a loud bang, the knife-wielding man flew backwards in mid-air. When he landed, a hole bigger than the mouth of a bowl appeared behind him, and the smell of fresh blood immediately permeated the air.

At this time, the support people from outside had already arrived, they rushed into the house to protect Zuo Rou, and they were on guard carefully.

"I'm counting on you, I've died [-] times." Zuo Rou put the revolver in his hand back into the pouch on his waist: "Take away the corpse and get out."

It's hard for the people from the Imperial City Department to say anything, everything happened too fast just now, they have already reacted at the fastest speed, but in fact they are still a step behind, but fortunately, these people don't seem to be running for Zuo Rou Go, otherwise she will really be hurt, and God knows what will happen.

The corpse was dragged down, Zuo Rou looked at the solemn butterfly and said, "Why do people still want to kill you?"

"Sister, let's go in and talk." Butterfly has not been very emotional since seeing the thick faces of those assassins, and invited Zuo Rou into the room and said, "Sister was surprised."

"What is this?" Zuo Rou took off the holster from his waist and put it on the table: "Well, it is fast and accurate within seven steps, and it is invincible beyond seven steps."

"A musket?"

"It's not a musket." Zuo Rou patted the oversized pistol: "My man made a custom-made pistol, named it after my surname, and it's called a revolver. It's very powerful. "

Zuo Rou took out the thing in her hand, disassembled it for Butterfly to look at, seeing the thick bullet and simple but exquisite design, Butterfly's eyes were full of envy.

"It's so powerful..." She held the unloaded gun and looked left and right: "Just now I saw that man fly upside down, and he was out of breath when he landed on the ground."

"Don't talk about people, a cow can be beaten to death." Zuo Rou patted the guy on his hand: "If you aim at the head, your head will explode."

Although Zuo Rou loves to dance with knives and swords, since she got a pistol, she never practiced martial arts anymore, because since she saw the power of guns, she knew what kind of knives, guns and sticks are only suitable for strengthening the body.

"Don't talk about that, just say why someone came to assassinate you?"

Butterfly put one hand on her chin, watching the crowds of people outside the courtyard wall, she knew very well in her heart that these people have probably been watching this place outside, otherwise it would be impossible to appear in such a short period of time.

It seemed that Song Beiyun was indeed suspicious of himself, and that person was as suspicious by nature as the rumors said.

"Persian dead warrior, and one of my followers." Butterfly sneered: "Someone wants my life."

"Why?"

"Although my Holy Cult is in decline now, it was once the state religion of the Persian Empire. The accumulation of more than a thousand years has allowed the Holy Cult to have a huge treasure house. Where is this treasure trove and what is in it? Know."

"Then you know?" Zuo Rou immediately became excited when she heard the gossip: "Tell me quietly, I won't tell others."

Butterfly shook her head: "I don't know."

"Ah?" Zuo Rou looked at her in disbelief: "Aren't you a saint?"

"Well, I am a saint. But not exactly." Butterfly smiled bitterly and said, "The real saint should be my aunt, but she disappeared 40 years ago, and along with her, there are members of the Holy Church. All the secrets. The location of the treasury, the books of the holy religion, the tokens of the elders, and the prophecies of the prophets."

"So you don't know where the treasure house is? You don't know what's in there?"

Butterfly shook her head lightly: "I don't know at all. It's you, sister."

Zuo Rou stared at her with wide eyes: "What's wrong with me?"

"Sister, you are very likely to be my aunt's daughter. I have already sent someone to the Holy Church to inquire. The Holy Church should have recorded the information of the previous saint. I just need to wait for the leader to return the information to me." Butterfly sighed He took a deep breath and said: "I am here, one is to leave a trace of blood for the Holy Cult, and the other is to seek information from my aunt. If I have something in the treasure house now, there may be hope for the revival of the Zoroastrian Cult."

In the second half, Zuo Rou didn't hear it, but she heard that she might be the daughter of the saint, and she was so happy.

When most people hear this news, they will immediately feel uneasy, but Zuo Rou is not an ordinary person. Her father is Duke Xunguiding of Song Dynasty, and her husband is Song Beiyun, Son of Heaven of Song Dynasty. In name, she is still Daliao The current queen, she is afraid of his mother.

"Then what if my mother is really a saint?"

"Then you are the real saint."

"What's the benefit of being a saint?" Zuo Rou rubbed her hands together: "Let's hear it."

"Benefits? Hmph." Butterfly snorted coldly: "If it wasn't for the leader being my father, if I hadn't grown up in the Holy Cult, if it wasn't for the brothers and sisters in the Holy Cult who treated me like a family, I wouldn't die Be a saint."

"What?"

"Saints have to abide by many rules. Don't look at me so flirtatious. I'm still a virgin. If you have an affair with a man, you will be circumcised."

"What is circumcision?"

Butterfly blinked a few times, then leaned into Zuo Rou's ear and explained in a low voice, Zuo Rou's expression immediately turned ferocious: "It hurts so much, I usually groan for a long time when I'm riding a horse, but that's done with a knife. cut."

"Um……"

"There is also abstinence, not only lust, but also all desires such as appetite, material desire, etc. There are three days of fasting every month, and the most unacceptable thing for me is that the saint once a year wants to kill herself. The bathed water is given to the believers and has become holy water. It is the kind of big pool, surrounded by four or five hundred people, holding torches and singing songs. You take a bath in it, and you have to shave off all the hair after washing. In the water."

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Butterfly relaxed her body and let out a long sigh: "Since I was sensible, I have never been tempted by men and women. I just feel disgusted. Because I have to take a bath in front of hundreds of people every year."

"No, no, I don't want to be a saint."

"If it is designated as a saint by the head church, but it is inappropriate, the head church will send someone to arrest her."

"Then do you want the Persian Empire or not?" Zuo Rou rolled his eyes lightly: "I'll just lie here and see if your holy religion dares to come and catch me."

Butterfly shivered, no one else dared to say it... But what the elder sister said in front of her was really not a joke. If she was really captured back to Persia, Persia would be gone.

Just based on her status, if Da Song didn't plow Persia back and forth [-] times, she wouldn't be called the overlord of the East.

"My man will slaughter the city." Zuo Rou was lying on the bed, holding the butterfly corset in his hand and shaking it: "Do you want to watch the city slaughter?"

Die Er snatched the corset and stuffed it under the pillow, then said with a smile: "Sister, don't be joking... who dares to catch you."

Although Butterfly was chatting and laughing, she was terrified in her heart, because the current Persian Empire is just a little grasshopper crawling under the shadow of the Eastern Dragon. To Zuo Rou, the word "slaughter the city" was a joke, but it was heard in Butterfly's ears That's not a kind word.

Because her man is Song Beiyun, Song Beiyun will slaughter the city, he will definitely do it, he will definitely be able to do it.

Of course, taking a bath in public is definitely nonsense, but circumcision is real. As long as you have sex with a man without an oracle, you will be circumcised if you catch it.

"Also, I already have a child, and my daughter has been weaned for a long time." Zuo Rou laughed and said, "Do you want to cut me?"

"Just a joke... just a joke." Butterfly sighed, "Let's talk about why these people want to kill me."

"That's right, it got crooked just now." Zuo Rou nodded and said, "You say it."

In fact, it is very simple, because the holy religion is really not doing well now, the head teacher has lost control over the branch religions in many places, and each branch has a leader, so the leader of the holy religion is worthless of.

But saintesses are valuable, because there is always only one saintess of Zoroastrianism, and the next generation can only be cultivated if the previous generation is gone. Only the leader who has a saintess will be recognized by the congregation.

Butterfly's status as a saint is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. As long as she exists, no other sect can replace her, and the head teacher will always be the head teacher.

So her existence has already threatened the interests of many people, so it is not so surprising to get rid of her.

"That means they might have set the fire yesterday?" Zuo Rou sat up straight: "They burned innocent people to death."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Rou slapped the table, and immediately became furious: "Dare to break Lao Tzu Da Song's rules!"

After finishing speaking, she threw the gun she carried on the table, and then took off a bullet belt from the other side: "This is for your self-defense, I'll go first."

When Zuo Rou walked out the door, the spies of the Imperial City Division immediately surrounded her.

"Let's go, where are your eight or nine kings? Take me to see them."

Zuo Rou left in response, and Die Er sat there fiddling with the big weapon in her hand, but her heart was filled with endless sighs.She used to belittle Zuorou and even Song Beiyun a little bit before, but now the more she thinks about it, the more afraid she is. That kind of fear is not because of a certain person, but because if those stupid bastards really do something unforgivable, then the hometown There may be a heavy price to be paid for their unreasonableness.

This mysterious country in the east looks gentle and peaceful, but its fangs cannot be hidden, and its sharp claws are shining dangerously under the cold moonlight.

Butterfly is deeply afraid of her stupid compatriots. Once she messes up, the final result may be unbearable for all Persians.

"It's so annoying!" Butterfly lay straight on the bed, took aim at the ceiling with a pistol in her hand, and then pointed it at her own head.

"click"

The sound of an empty gun came, and Butterfly heaved a sigh of relief: "It's better to die."

In fact, apart from taking a bath in public and making up nonsense, Butterfly told Zuo Rou the truth about other things. She didn't need to lie. Lying can't change the reality at all, and the advantage of telling the truth is that she doesn't have to show her true thoughts at all. .

For example, she just wants to save the fire for the holy religion here, why?Because it’s not working in my hometown, but what’s annoying is that there are Manichaeists here, and there are even localized Mingjiao, which originated in Persia. Although there is no direct conflict with Zoroastrianism, there is It has greatly affected the development of Zoroastrianism here.

She has no conspiracy, she just wants to use the high-level officials of Song Dynasty to support the Zoroastrianism. As for the conditions, they are of course free to raise them. It doesn't matter whether he is a power-sex transaction or other things, as long as she can help the Zoroastrianism to gain a firm foothold. Willing to give.

As for the body and so on, such things are worthless at all, especially in the eyes of those upper-class figures. Selling the appearance directly is the most inferior method, there is no one.

Before Die Er could think for a long time, the door of her courtyard was knocked open, and a person in the uniform of the Imperial City Secretary came in and confiscated the gun Zuo Rou gave her, and then gave her another one.

The styles of the two guns are very similar, but the shape is slightly different. Zuorou's one is more refined and better-looking, with inscriptions on it, but later this one has nothing. It looks like it was mass-produced in the factory goods.

Butterfly has no intention of fighting against this, she is very obedient and obedient, because she knows that Da Song never wants a dog with bared teeth, because Da Song has never been short of dogs.

"In the future, we will come to ask you to accept interrogation." The people from the Imperial City Division said to Die'er after going around outside his house: "We will protect you these days, please don't leave us Sight."

Butterfly knew in her heart that this group of people would sneak in when they saw a crack, and they were monitoring under the name of protection. Although she had been monitored all the time, this time finally let Song Ren find a chance to monitor herself legitimately.

"I want to see Master Song." Butterfly raised her beautiful green eyes and said to the visitor, "As the Persian ambassador."

"Wait." The man didn't say a word of politeness: "Sir Song, you can see him if you want? You, even the king of Persia, have to report to the confidential Yamen first. Everyone is like you. Then Da Song still wants to behave?"

Butterfly smiled helplessly, and sat there with her hands on her knees: "Will I still be assassinated?"

"Assassination?" The man in the uniform of the Imperial City Secretary turned his head, "Not even a fly can fly in."

Not even a fly can fly out.

Butterfly thought so in his heart, and smiled rather sadly: "My lord, please stay."

After finishing speaking, she walked back to the room quickly, and took out a high-quality Persian handicraft, which was very valuable at first glance.

"Thank you for your hard work, my lord. This will be a gift from me to your lord."

The man looked the butterfly up and down, but stretched out his hand and pushed the gift away: "I will tell Mr. Song, but it's not up to me if he sees you or not. It's still the same sentence, wait. As for the gift or not?" Gift, I have accepted your gift, and tomorrow I will go to the countryside to investigate the case of the missing cow."

Seeing him so resolute, Die Die couldn't help but feel a little sad, sitting there raised her head and watched others close the door from outside.

That night, Song Beiyun finally came back from Luoyang. When Zuo Rou heard that Song Beiyun was coming, she immediately rushed to him and described the events during this period in detail.

"Assassinate you?" Song Beiyun's face turned green on the spot: "You're so daring!"

"No." Zuo Rou waved his hand and said, "It was to assassinate Little Sister Butterfly."