Song Beiyun

"Master Song, please tell me."

Song Beiyun pointed to Wuyou who was rubbing his hands so nervously beside him: "My sister is being pursued by someone now. As for you, you have been in the crowd of men all year round. It shouldn't be difficult to tell if you are a good person, right? You will check it out when the time comes."

"okay……"

"Do you think my senior brother is a good person?" Wuyou suddenly stepped forward and asked maliciously: "Tell me."

Chapter 871: Sunny May 4, Ten Years

This question is obviously a trap, saying that Song Beiyun is a good person?He is not worthy of the title of a good person. No matter how much his contribution is, he can only be regarded as a capable person, but he is really not a good person.

Moreover, the concept of good and bad is also difficult to distinguish. Some people say he is good and others say he is bad. This is a deadlock.

As for saying that he is a bad guy, what is the identity of the Persian cat?It's her turn to say whether Song Beiyun is good or bad in person?At that time, this philosophical issue was also discussed in Murasaki Shikibu's academy. At that time, Song Beiyun was also used as an example. No one discussed it. Some people said he was good and some said he was bad, but no one said he was useless.

"Don't be embarrassing." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "I am a good person."

The Persian cat couldn't laugh or cry, there are such brazen people in the world...

Longshouyuan.

This was originally a place that witnessed the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, but now it has become a place where cherry blossoms bloom, and tourists are intertwined, so it is very lively.

No wonder Murasaki Shikibu chose this place, because at this moment, the cherry blossoms of Fujiwara-san's house are also in full bloom.

"Wow... so beautiful!"

Wuyou got off the carriage station and looked up under a tall cherry blossom tree. There was a piece of cherry powder in sight, fluttering like falling snow. The spring breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, and scattered petals in the fragrance of flowers. The beauty of the sun was so beautiful. .

"Do you know where the cherry blossoms in the world come from?"

Song Beiyun stepped forward, took a look and asked Wuyou with a smile.

Wuyou shook his head lightly, Song Beiyun patted the tree in front of him: "That's it, it was originally the king of cherry blossoms planted in Longshouyuan, but it was cut down in troubled times, but it has a son born in Luoyang, So I exchanged [-] peonies for it to go home. It has seen the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and it will also witness the prosperous China in the future.”

Looking up at the cherry blossom tree swaying in the wind, Song Beiyun stared at it for a long time. When people mention cherry blossoms in the future, they will always talk about Fujiwara-san’s hometown, but they don’t know that the land under their feet is the hometown of cherry blossoms. From the corridors to the fields of the folk houses, you can see gorgeous blooming cherry blossoms everywhere, setting off a stalwart figure in the prosperous China.

"Over there, stay away!"

Just as he was feeling emotional, he saw an old man rushing over aggressively with a hoe, pointing at Song Beiyun and the others and cursing, "What are you doing so close? Back off."

Only then did Song Beiyun realize that five meters away from the cherry blossom tree was separated by a stone pier and an iron chain. He quickly apologized and dragged Wuyou to the outside of the iron chain.

No wonder there are people sitting under the other cherry blossom trees, but this one is clean. It turns out that this is a protected plant...

"Young people don't know how to behave. This is a baby. Do you know that?" The old man walked up to the place where they were standing just now and lightly touched the soil with a hoe: "If you step on them to death, you won't even be able to pay for your lives."

"Sorry, sorry." Song Beiyun apologized repeatedly: "Too devoted."

The old man glanced at him angrily: "Don't allow it next time, if you step in again, you will be reported to the police and arrested."

Wuyou said unfairly beside him: "Senior brother, isn't it just a broken tree, as for?"

"As for it." Song Beiyun walked inside with a smile on his face: "It is not only a tree, but also a monument, recording the past and will also record the future."

The Persian cat next to her was a foreigner, and she also didn't understand the reason for it, but when Song Beiyun mentioned the monument, she suddenly had a feeling, because she remembered the Persian sacred objects that were burned in Isfahan, and her My heart hurts. Without the sacred objects, the civilization that truly belongs to Persia will cease to exist.

She is really envious, envious of this civilization that still has the Great Wall, the Forest of Steles, the Mogao Grottoes, the Three Holy Statues, and the big cherry blossoms. As long as these are still there, civilization will never be cut off. symbol.And Persia... nothing, even the temples have been converted into domes.

Walking inside, I saw a group of people sitting on the ground, playing and singing, talking and laughing, men and women all looked sunny.

Someone is lying on the grass, reading a book with a straw in his mouth, someone is dancing and describing something with friends, and someone is playing music for his lover. All the appearance of youth is here.

After Song Beiyun saw this, he took a step back and said to Wuyou, "Go."

"Ah? Senior brother... you won't accompany me?"

At this time, the Persian cat smiled and said: "Men are the best at pretending. If the adults go, that person must be a gentleman, and there is no one else in the world."

Worry-free, he passed away nervously.And as soon as she walked over, there was a boy happily coming towards her.

"What shall we say?"

The Persian cat glanced at Song Beiyun, was silent for a moment, then slightly bent its knees: "I'm sorry."

After she finished speaking, she naturally took Song Beiyun's hand. Song Beiyun frowned and took a step back: "Is this dry hair?"

"My lord, do you know how hurtful your step back is?" The Persian cat smiled and said, "Of course it's acting."

"No need." Song Beiyun withdrew his hand: "You have a bad stomach, if you use me again or something, you can't stand it. There will be no pies in the sky, let alone two white buns .”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the Persian cat's chest, and then continued: "I'm not so conceited that a woman in the world is elated when she sees me, and the deer bumps wildly. Even if you're talking about acting, it's too intimate. I The relationship with you should not be like this, you must have something on your mind, either you want to accomplish something through me or some master gave you a task."

The Persian cat looked at Song Beiyun in astonishment. She really didn't expect this big man to be so rambunctious...it's not cool at all.

She has come into contact with many important people, whether it is Chang'an Supervisor Kuang Yusheng, or the former Chang'an Governor.They don't like to talk very much, and their eyes are very cold.But Song Beiyun... talks a lot.

Because she was not very familiar with him before, she really didn't know who Song Beiyun was. Before, she just thought he was smart and vigilant, but today she found that his mouth was really broken.

"Okay then... I'll just say you're my friend."

"Otherwise? What are you going to say? Am I your husband-in-law or your lover? When I show up in public again, people will say hey, isn't this a man with a Persian cat? It turns out that he is Song Beiyun, it turns out that Song Beiyun Having an affair with a Persian cat." Song Beiyun chuckled lightly and said, "Then your goal has been achieved? You can walk across the entire Chang'an, and officials at all levels will no longer dare to embarrass you, because you belong to Song Beiyun Women. Then you make publicity and build up momentum. Come on, I can’t even expel you, because then I will become a heartless and heartless man, driving lovers to protect my reputation. It’s a good plan.”

The Persian cat's expression became ferocious, and she looked at Song Beiyun in astonishment, because even she didn't expect such a plot to happen.

"No, we can't even be friends." Song Beiyun walked forward with his hands behind his back: "I'm just a strange uncle attracted by young people. Go get busy."

"Ah...then...I..." The Persian cat was dumbfounded, she had never seen such a person...

Song Beiyun left just like that, and before he left, he warned her to keep an eye on Wuyou for a while.

To be honest, the main thing is that this Persian cat is so attractive. She is equivalent to Zhao Xing's dragon robe, Song Beiyun's musket and Yan Shu's folding fan. Pretending to be a couple... Isn't this a brain hole?

Not long after, the initiator Zi Shibu came. She was still as calm as water, always giving people the illusion that she was unattainable. In addition, she was the imperial concubine Princess Diji, even though her name was ridiculous. Some, but their status is there, so even though they are still single, no one dares to strike up a conversation easily, and most of them call each other one at a time.

However, Song Beiyun didn't pay too much attention to Zi Shibu. He sat under a tree and stared at the man who was chatting with Wuyou not far away. The man looked quite talented in appearance, and he was well dressed. As for the young master who came from other people, as for knowledge and so on, he can't think about it, but Wuyou is just innocent and not stupid. She can tell whether this person is an idiot or not, so this person must not be an idiot.

Whether such a young man who is outstanding in all aspects is a scumbag still needs to be verified, and this task will be handed over to the professional player Persian Cat to complete.

"You're back?"

The sudden sound made Song Beiyun turn his head, and saw Zi Shibu standing next to him in a small spring skirt, covering the sun with one hand, squinting at Song Beiyun.

"Girls are afraid of being shaded by the sun."

Zi Shibu clenched his back molars and said viciously, "You still haven't changed."

"Just kidding." Song Beiyun lazily raised his head and looked at the floating clouds in the sky: "It's been good lately, Lai Fu Diji."

Zi Shibu turned around and was about to leave, but Song Beiyun yelled, "Where's your little maid?"

"She's not feeling well, why? Miss her?"

"She's much cuter than you. When I think of the name Zi Shibu, that lively little girl comes to mind." Song Beiyun was not polite: "Why don't you want to go back to your hometown to see?"

"It's boring. When I go back, I will be scolded by my father and urged to marry."

"That's right, you're not too young anymore, it's time to find one."

Laifu Diji looked at Song Beiyun resentfully, but she didn't speak, but there was an indescribable emotion in her eyes.

"By the way, let me ask, who is that boy?"

"What's the matter? You fell in love with that girl? You can just give the order. Who else in Chang'an can disobey your order?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why do I think you're jealous?"

"Self-righteous." Zi Shibu snorted, "That man is the grandson of Li Zhuo, a leader in Northwest academic circles, and his name is Li Qin. What's wrong?"

"Li Zhuo? The bum who claims to be the successor of Li Bai?" Song Beiyun sneered, "Interesting, the grandson of the fame-seeking man, I have directly reduced his influence points to negative. It seems that I have to give Wuyou a good check."

Chapter 872: Sunny May 4, Ten Years

"Huguang is cooked, and the world is full. Huguang must be a big granary in the future, and the Northeast region will also be an indispensable food base in the future."

Song Beiyun sat there and described to Zi Shibu the ideal picture scroll in his heart in the future, and in a soft voice, he outlined a picture of rice floating in the bright spring.

Zi Shibu didn't interrupt, just looked at the dog man next to him with his chin resting on his cheek, and he didn't know what happened. As he got older, he became more and more attractive.

And what he said would be nothing more than a fool's dream if it were placed on others, but what Song Beiyun said was so credible, as if everything was in the plan, and his words were so convincing that people believed it was true.

"How long will you stay this time?"

"I don't know. If there are no accidents, at least two years. I may go to Lianyungang halfway. The rest of the time, I will eat here and wait to die." Song Beiyun lay on the lawn with one hand behind his head, and took Zi Shibu's fan to block the glare. Sunshine: "I'm 30 years old, and I haven't been able to spend time with my family. We Chinese pay attention to self-cultivation, governing the family, governing the country and the world. Now I'm going to start family planning."

Zi Shibu sat there with his knees crossed and looked at the distant sky: "My father wrote to me two years ago, asking me to seduce you."

"Hook, hook whatever you want. I only eat bait and don't take the bait. You take the bait lightly."

Zi Shibu laughed wildly. When others saw this scene, many people were dumbfounded, because in their impression, Mr. Fujiwara was always serious and upright. Although he was a daughter, he was widely loved, talented and cold. It's her symbol, but today I saw her sitting next to a man and laughing like this.

The nature of human gossip is engraved in DNA, so more and more people began to discuss Mr. Fujiwara, even the boy who invited Wuyou frequently looked sideways.

The Persian cat felt a little uncomfortable seeing this scene, not because she liked Song Beiyun, but because the difference in treatment was too great, how could she be worse than Fujiwara?Why wouldn't she be driven away but she couldn't get close.

"By the way, I have read all of your masterpieces."

"How is it?" When Zi Shibu heard it, his eyes were almost wide open, and his shiny appearance was somewhat cute: "Tell me and listen."

"Well, how should I put it, your vision is still a little narrow. You should go around and see more, and expand your horizons. Do you know what the biggest problem here is? You regard the culture of the Central Plains as Han culture, but Actually not. Han culture is not only the culture of the Han nationality, but also the culture of China. It is fluid, changeable and inclusive. The cake you like to eat is from the barbarians, and the porridge you like to drink is from Lingnan. Congee, the clothes you are wearing are from Dongrong, but they are now part of Han culture and cannot be separated. If you separate it, the pure Han culture should cut off the heads of you barbarians from the East It was boiled in a copper pot to worship the sky. This point, especially with the mentality of the islanders of your small country, is wrong. The reason why China is China is not only because it is big, but because it accommodates all rivers."

Murasaki Shikibu was talked about, but she didn't seem to be angry, and she didn't mean to argue, she just continued to ask: "What else?"

"Others are okay, more objective and fair. As for the mentality problem, it needs to be changed. Generally speaking, it is good. In the past two years, only the articles of you and Fan Zhongyan have caught the eye."

To be praised by this hanging hair, Zi Shibu didn't know how happy he would be. You must know that the person in front of you is Song Beiyun. He was not only a famous official in the Song Dynasty, but he was once the number one talented person in the world who deserved his name. , The articles are the best, and the poems and songs are all excellent. The first-hand essays are still taught in university classrooms, and that is only what he wrote when he was 19 years old.

Only after seeing him did Zi Shibu realize that this talent cannot be caught up with hard work. His articles can still amaze mediocrities in front of geniuses like this. nonsense.

It's not that she hasn't read the two-flower romance in the newspaper back then. The witty words in it are still talked about in the literary world, and Zi Shibu knew that one of the flowers was Song Beiyun's style of writing.

"Do you remember when you touched me back then?"

"Hey, talk about articles, talk about articles. What are you talking about?" Song Beiyun frowned: "Why don't you play cards according to the routine?"

Zi Shibu just laughed: "I just really don't understand how such a talented scholar and famous person would behave like that."

"You're right if you don't understand, the beauty in the world is nothing more than the snow in Changbai Mountain, the waves on the East Sea and the legs of a big girl."

"Scrap." Zi Shibu cursed, but he didn't look disgusted: "What about now?"

"Why should I answer you? Are we familiar?"

"Not familiar?"

"Are you familiar?"

They were chatting here, but the people in the distance could no longer hold back and started discussing the identity of this man.But the Persian cat has already started to move. She pretended to be inadvertent and walked in front of you, Li Qin, holding a newly bought paper kite in her hand, and sat down in the most coquettish manner, right next to Li Wuyou's group. The boys and girls were under a tree less than three meters away.

She doesn't have to do anything, as the ceiling of Chang'an's beauty, she just needs to sit there, as if even the cherry blossoms are not as radiant as her.

Who can resist this, especially those boys, not everyone can have a superpower to sit still, no matter how many books they read, they can't withstand the surging hormones in their bodies, facing those boring little sisters, A coquettish big sister is a blow to the little boy.

The eyes of almost all the men in the audience were quickly attracted from Mr. Fujiwara, who is old in spring, to this Persian cat with a high-quality appearance in Chang’an. She seemed to be transformed into Moccani Bellucci of Sicily in an instant. All the movements were captured by the dogs, including Li Qin who had been bragging to Wuyou before.

The Persian cat didn't do anything, but unbuttoned one of the collar buttons because of the heat, and more than half of the boys around changed their sitting positions.

"Who is that?"

Someone next to him asked his companion with a strange look, and the companion also said understandingly: "She seems to be a saint butterfly... Chang'an City is very famous."

"It's so beautiful..."

"Yes."

Persian cat has a lot of fans. She is the focus of attention wherever she goes. If there is a natural charm in this world, then Persian cat must be one of them. Even if she doesn’t have to make moves deliberately, she exudes a kind of female charm. Hormone scents can also trigger courtship instincts in males.

This is the behavior that is truly engraved in the DNA.

"Are you here to visit the garden today?" She was so desperate that she suddenly spoke to Li Qin's group of people: "Can I come together?"

This damned sweetness, this damned fragility, this damned charm, if she didn't speak, she would have killed half her life, and the whole audience exclaimed when she opened her mouth, her voice was so soft, delicate, and intriguing, Like the evening primrose with dew under the moon, it exudes a strong fragrance, causing people's chest tightness and difficulty in breathing.

Is there any reason to refuse this sentence? Everyone moved towards their companion tacitly. Although they didn't say anything, everyone hoped that this stunner could sit beside them.

In the end, the Persian cat sat next to Li Qin seemingly unintentionally. The fragrance on its body can make people dizzy and dizzy.

At this time, the attention of everyone around is no longer on the girl in the original team, and the long white legs are already close at hand...

"Brother, can you open this for me? I can't untie this thread."

The Persian cat pitifully spread out the thread entwined with the kite in front of Li Qin. Seeing the appearance of the ball of thread, Li Qin took it without any hesitation.

But at this time, Wuyou pulled out a can that needed to be unscrewed with brute force, and then poked the yellow peach inside with a chopstick to eat.