Song Beiyun

Of course, Song Beiyun really couldn't remember everything. After all, many years had passed in a flash, and Li Qingzhao didn't remember much of his words. In the past few years, he had already been filled with Yan Shu's and Ben Shu's words.

What is "reluctantly, the flowers fall, and the familiar swallows return" or "last night the westerly wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world."

The key point is that Yan Shu will let him change the lyrics now, this coquettish thing... and I can change him with a hammer.

At this time, the cheers of the teenagers rose, and Song Beiyun stepped forward to take a look, and saw that the most brilliant among them was Li Qin, who was reading his words while stealing a glance at Wuyou, as if he was reading to Wuyou. like.

But Wuyou is just a silver-backed gorilla with the appearance of a beautiful girl. She is completely insensitive to this kind of love. Ton ton ton ton...

"Your sister... so interesting, she is being read to her."

Zi Shibu covered his mouth and smiled, looked up at Song Beiyun: "Do you think she listened?"

"Ha! Have fun!" Wuyou put down the wine jar and wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "Shu Tan!"

"It seems that there is no..." Zi Shibu shook his head and said, "Poor young master of the Li family."

"Brother, what the hell are they reciting, it's not cheerful at all. It's not as good as the song you sing at home, brother."

"What is your brother singing at home?"

"Let me think about it..." Wuyou thought for a while: "I remember half of it, but I felt very chic at the beginning, that's how I look like a son and daughter of the world."

"Tell me, tell me."

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes lightly beat horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng." After Wuyou finished speaking, he turned around and asked: "Brother, right!? I remember You sing this all the time."

"Ah, this..." Song Beiyun rubbed his nose.

Zi Shibu paused for a moment, and then exclaimed: "That's the taste!"

After finishing speaking, she rushed up to Song Beiyun and said seriously, "I want to leave half of it!"

"Oh, just sing a little song casually, how can there be a second half of it?"

"Just tell me..."

Zi Shibu actually started to act coquettishly: "I remember this sentence is also in your manuscript, I can't see the second half, I feel uncomfortable for many years!"

Song Beiyun turned his head and flicked Wuyou, and then sighed: "It's expected that the spring breeze blows soberly, it's slightly cold, and the hills are slanting to welcome you. Looking back at the bleak place, when we go back, there is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine."

Zi Shibu was crying... She actually cried, the soul of the young literary girl was burning at this moment. The attitude of being drunk and casual, without joy or sorrow, forgetting both victory and defeat, makes people intoxicated.

Why don't others know, but after Zi Shibu listened to it, everything around him became a noise, and he just felt buzzing in his head, as if his own soul had wandered far away with the artistic conception in Song Beiyun's poems, let go of everything and go, I don't care about the hatred of the country and the family, or the ideal future, just go on like this, go back to the countryside, go to herd the clouds and chase the wind.

Soon, she cried from a low voice to howls, squatting on the ground and crying uncontrollably.

Song Beiyun hurried to the side with Wuyou, but Zi Shibu chased him with snot and tears, squatting in front of Song Beiyun and crying without saying a word...

"Don't act like this, you make me look like a heartbreaker."

Wuyou was also very curious, she couldn't understand the emotions of these literati and poets, anyway, they are not so particular about their sons and daughters, she just thinks that the senior brother usually sings well and has a quack atmosphere.

"Hold... sorry"

Zi Shibu cried for a while and stood up, bowing deeply to Song Beiyun, Song Gou even saw the ditch from her neckline...

"No, why are you crying?"

"The mood is here..." Zi Shibu wiped his tears with the handkerchief that he carried with him, although his mood was calming down, the sobbing was still intermittent.

"It's really weird."

At this time, the words written by those young men were no more than waste paper to Murasaki Shikibu, and she was full of that sentence, neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.

"Mr. Song, I want to write an autobiography for you."

"It's too early." Song Beiyun waved his hands and said with a smile, "20 years from now."

And at this moment, some of those teenagers came over again, but this time they invited Zi Shibu instead of Song Beiyun. After all, it was Mr. Fujiwara, so it would be impossible not to say at this time.

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Qin who was applauded by everyone just now came to Wuyou's side: "Wuyou, did you hear that just now?"

"I heard it." Wuyou nodded cheerfully and said, "Just now that person farted when he came over to talk. Hahahaha..."

Chapter 874: Sunny May 5, Ten Years

Song Beiyun laughed in his heart when he heard Wuyou's words, but he didn't say anything, but one thing is certain, Wuyou has rejected this Mr. Li.

You must know that Wuyou is from the Longevity Sect, and the Longevity Sect will not want an idiot like Zuo Rou, so Wuyou is just not interested in poetry and not ignorant, she knows it very well, otherwise she would not be proficient Fluently remembering the first half of Ding Fengbo so clearly, you must know that Song Beiyun only sang it once when he had nothing to do.

Of course, a gorilla is still a gorilla, and barbaric she is really barbaric, there is no doubt about it, but barbaric is barbaric, after all, who can refuse a female orangutan who can unscrew a man's cap.

Then Li Qin was embarrassed, his expression was not very good-looking, he hesitated for a long time but he had nothing to say.

To be honest, from Song Beiyun's point of view, this kid is actually not bad, at least he is not arrogant because of his family's reputation. He is still a relatively honest kid. It's really hard to go worry-free.

If Song Beiyun were to choose a son-in-law for Wuyou, he would start at the level of Yue Fei and Xin Qiji, and Su Dongpo would stand aside. It's not that Su Shi is not good enough, it's because he couldn't resist beating, and Wuyou was beaten to death accidentally, a superstar in the literary world Wouldn't it be nothing.

Thinking of Yue Fei, Song Beiyun now thinks that maybe he will not appear again, maybe he will appear, but maybe he will walk on another path that he has never imagined, maybe a scientist Yue Fei will appear.

Very good, very good, although Song Beiyun does not approve of Yue Fei politically, but as a Chinese, he still admires and admires this hero very much. Such a full-level human will be able to do something anywhere.

The poetry meeting was still going on, and Song Beiyun sat there with his knees hugged and listened to the young people's youth and lofty aspirations, and he was still in a good mood.

"Miss Gongsun... Fei Hualing, come and play together?"

Li Qin came to invite Wuyou again, and Wuyou looked at Song Beiyun: "Brother..."

Song Beiyun raised his head and glanced at Li Qin: "You can play if you want."

When Li Qin next to him heard this, he realized that the man was not the wild man who had hooked up with Wuyou but her brother, his whole body was on fire again in an instant, and he walked forward with a smile on his face and cupped his hands at Song Beiyun: "Senior, let's play together. Let's tell a story without drinking, which you are good at."

Song Beiyun smiled all over his face: "Okay, if you want to play, then play."

"Miss Fujiwara, come here." Song Beiyun beckoned to Zi Shibu: "Come."

His tone was obviously commanding. Logically speaking, Zi Shibu was at the level of a prince and princess, so it was not polite, but he was Song Beiyun...

So under the astonished eyes of everyone, Zi Shibu left the Persian cat and jumped to Song Beiyun's side: "What's your order?"

"Go and make an order for the meal, and then go to Tianshangfang. It is said that I want it here, about... for 30 people." Song Beiyun roughly counted the number of people: "Add ten catties of sweet-scented osmanthus wine and ten catties of peach blossoms Niang, just tell the shopkeeper that today I want the autumn sun to meet the spring breeze."

"Okay! I'll go right now."

And Song Beiyun's words made everyone present cheer. Tianshangfang is the top restaurant in Chang'an. Even if the family background of the people present is not bad, they can't afford to spend there all the time.

Especially the Peach Blossom Brew, this wine has a low alcohol content but it is extremely difficult to make wine. It was originally an exclusive fine wine for the royal family, but it was later opened to the public, but the price is expensive and each person is limited to six taels. Some people's parents have not tasted it. Pass.

But this uncle was so proud when he spoke, and now people can't help but start to speculate about his identity.

But they really couldn't figure out who this person was, but it could be seen from his demeanor, clothes, and conversation that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

And the girls present are more pleasing to the eye the more they look at Song Beiyun. They can tell stories, are not rigid, spend money generously, are mature and handsome, and everyone is confused by this.

As for whether Song Beiyun is pretending to be coercive, in fact he is not. You must know that he has lived in the palace for a few months, and he is one of the major shareholders of Tianshangfang. People think that an extremely high-end luxury meal is for him. It's just an ordinary meal for entertaining guests every day, and it's not a dragon's liver or a phoenix's marrow.

There are quite a few Tianshangfang in Chang'an City, and there is one around the park. The shopkeeper mobilized when he heard that Song Beiyun ordered the meal. Usually, most of the cooking in Tianshangfang is done by apprentices, but today all All the master chefs were shouted, and the whole kitchen could only hear the sound of chopping boards and cutting vegetables neatly.

Zi Shibu saw that it was just a sentence, and the busy Tianshangfang, which was full of style on weekdays, was as busy as a street food market. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this power is really a good thing, no wonder everyone in the world wants it, obviously it's just a casual sentence Then someone will try to make it just right.

When he returned there, Zi Shibu saw that everyone including the Persian cat was playing flying flower order there, but the rules seemed to have changed, and the storytelling seemed to be unable to satisfy these people anymore. They were playing a terrible game... …

"Haha, Ms. Guo, you lose, choose the truth or take the risk."

Seeing that the girl named Miss Guo was at a loss, all those bad boys came forward to force her.

"Then... then tell the truth."

The young man's sincere words are naturally inseparable from love and love, so he asked her if there is anyone she likes here, she didn't answer directly, but just looked at a young man in Tsing Yi with red eyes.

Sometimes there is no need to speak, just a look is enough to explain everything, and the whole audience immediately ignited, and everyone, regardless of gender, began to boo, making the two parties blush as if they were drunk.

Song Beiyun also mingled in the crowd and laughed, leaning forward and back.And this kind of Song Beiyun was the first time Zi Shibu saw him. He had known him for many years, and it was the first time he saw him appear in front of the world in this posture.

Everyone knows that Song Beiyun is cold, decisive, cruel and ruthless, but at this moment it seems that he is also a ray of spring breeze.

In the next few rounds, these little bastards always played tricks and tried to embarrass their Mr. Fujiwara, but Mr. Fujiwara's knowledge and talent could not trouble her, so they wanted to embarrass Mr. Fujiwara's male partner, Song Beiyun, and planned to pry her. open his mouth.

But what people never expected is that this guy is even more powerful than Mr. Fujiwara... This group of people is no match for him when they are tied together, and they are always scratched by him.

And just when the atmosphere was getting better and better, an accident happened. At this moment, another group of people came outside. They came over and whispered a few words to one of the group of teenagers, and waited aside.

"Chen Tong, what are they calling you for?"

Someone asked during the period, and the young man named Chen Tong said with embarrassment: "They said they would compete with us in poetry and prose, and the loser should pack up and move aside to get out of a good place."

Song Beiyun saw it, but didn't say anything, just smiled and whispered into Wuyou's ear, "It's fun."

"Yeah!" Wuyou blushed with joy, "Senior Brother, don't care?"

"How wonderful the competition between young people is, just watch the fun and finish the job."

Soon, the arena between the two parties was raised. From their conversation, it can be heard that they are members of two literary clubs. They usually look down on each other, but they just got together today. Naturally, they want to compete for a piece of paper. Fan's.

"Hey, how do you usually compete?"

Song Beiyun pulled the newcomer from the book club and asked, "Is it a pair of poems?"

"Yes, otherwise?"

"How boring."

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and called people from both sides over. He squatted on the ground and pointed to the ground and said, "It's too boring to just talk about poetry. How about some excitement?"

Both sides looked at each other in blank dismay, but he took out a sticky note from his pocket: "In this way, you take turns to give each other questions and write them down on paper. One point will be added for answering, and no points will be deducted for failing to answer, but you will be punished. Finally, answer In the end, the one with the highest score wins, and the topic is optional, so how about grabbing numbers?"

Everyone has never played this method, but it sounds very exciting, and there seems to be a lot of knowledge in it. For example, it is okay to ask questions, but how to calculate the difficulty?If it's too difficult and you get your own, wouldn't you step on shit?

Song Beiyun didn't give them too much time to think, and began to distribute papers to everyone. As for the topic, they were up to them. Whether they lived or died was completely in their own hands.

Seeing that everyone in the audience started to meditate or communicate, the originally tense atmosphere eased down.

At this time, Zi Shibu stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Is there any explanation for this? I don't think it's simple."

"It's simple, why not. This is actually a prisoner's dilemma. They have several choices now, right? One is that both sides ask difficult questions, so the probability of both sides being punished will increase in the end and the game will be a draw." It may also be very big. One is that both sides ask simple questions, and there may be no winner in the end. The other is that one side is easy and the other is difficult, and the final probability is that neither the winner nor the winner will be punished. I am Let them make their own choices while giving them time to think. And I use chaos mechanics, they only have one chance to win."

"what?"

"Everyone asked simple questions, which not only avoided punishment but also made it difficult to tell the winner."

"It's hard to tell the winner?"

"It's hard to tell the winner from the three options." Song Beiyun whispered: "The chaotic prisoner's dilemma is always a win-win or a lose-lose, so they must not be able to tell the winner."

"How do you know they can't tell the winner?"

Song Beiyun glanced calmly at the young man next to him who was working out a question, and then leaned into Zi Shibu's ear and said, "Because they can cheat, they come to throw the dice, but I am the one who catches the question, and I will give it to whoever gets the highest score." Choose your partner's topic."

This was something Zi Shibu never expected. She never expected that the boy would be able to toss Song Beiyun just by playing a game.

But after thinking about it, he found that his method is more effective than any other method, because no matter who loses, everyone will be unhappy. In the end, the spring outing will inevitably break up, and if he completely refuses, it may cause conflicts, so this is not as good as Everyone loses.

After all, Zi Shibu admired Zi Shibu as the ruler of the country. This way of thinking is really different from ordinary people, but he was able to come to the optimal conclusion in such a short period of time. After all, Song Beiyun is still Song Beiyun.

When they came up with the questions, the camera obscura was also done. Song Beiyun gathered the questions on both sides into the basket, and covered the outside with a layer of cloth so that no one could see inside. But in fact, there is a small mechanism here, that is The basket actually has two layers of cloth, and the group of teenagers on the left threw all their questions on the second layer of cloth, and when the people on the right threw it in, Song Beiyun only needed to lift that layer of cloth over, and their questions naturally fell on the second layer of cloth. You can easily choose which side of the topic you want to go to by going to the next level.

After the questions were collected, the food was delivered one after another, and Song Beiyun turned his head to the shopkeeper who delivered the food and said that after giving away one more, the competition officially began.

As expected, the title was as expected by Song Beiyun. Both parties defaulted to extremely difficult content, which directly led to extremely slow accumulation of points on both sides, but extremely high penalties.

And when it comes to punishment, it always makes both sides burst into laughter. Some people are not used to it at first, but soon after discovering that everyone is not spared, the atmosphere on the scene is relaxed.

With more and more questions, more and more punishment items, everyone in the room seems to have forgotten that they are in a competition, but they are seriously involved in it and try their best to get punishment items, whether it is for the other party or for themselves Man, that's merciless.

After the last question was finished, after the last boy imitated the monkey's steps and sang and danced to detonate the audience, the scores of both sides were exactly the same.

In other words, the two sides did not decide the winner, and according to common sense, this is the second round.

But after such a toss, both sides were tired enough, at this time Song Beiyun came on stage again, pointing to the food box on the ground: "It's better to come back after eating, it's getting late now, you can stand me This old man can hardly stand it anymore."

After a burst of laughter broke out, the two sides naturally retreated, and then began to gather together to eat.

Because the dishes of the two parties are not consistent, in order to be able to eat more novel dishes and delicious delicacies, the best way for the two parties is to integrate, so there really was a strange scene, that is, the two parties that were originally in a state of competition A literary society, actually just sat down and ate together like this.

After two glasses of wine, red clouds rose on the faces of the girls and boys, and they integrated without warning.

Song Beiyun was sitting next to him eating a piece of roast goose, but when he turned around, he found that Zi Shibu had been staring at him without eating.

"What are you looking at, eat."

"Did you plan to make them reconcile?"

Song Beiyun tilted his head and thought for a while: "Not at all, I just want to play a game."

Awesome... really amazing.Zi Shibu didn't believe what he said, and felt that Song Beiyun was really scary in his heart.Sure enough, as someone commented on him, he really didn't want to rebel, otherwise the world would have belonged to Song Beiyun long ago.