Song Beiyun

As for the court, of course there are people who join Song Beiyun, but they usually stay in the middle school and don't send out. It's an extraordinary period. After all, even the queen mother dares to assassinate. These people are so courageous. If they don't keep it together, they will assassinate the king next time , so even Yushitai almost turned a blind eye to this matter.

As for Song Beiyun's reputation, it's not an exaggeration to describe it as stinky. After all, this kind of person is quite hated. In Jinling City, he, Song, has gradually become one of the famous people who frighten disobedient children. .

And the scholar also privately called this Song Beiyun, who was vicious and reckless in his actions, Song Zhigou, and the world even hated this person, calling him Song Dogyun.

Chapter 226: On November 11th, Qing Ke Comes to Buy and Spend Money

"A dog! It's over, A dog!"

Song Beiyun, who was writing at his desk, raised his head when he heard the call from outside, and frowned: "Come on, take this vile animal out and beat it thirty times."

"Don't, don't, I'm in a hurry." Yan Shu pushed away the person who was about to grab him, and came to Song Beiyun's desk anxiously: "It's urgent!"

"What do you call me? You call me again."

"People call you Song Agou outside, I think it sounds nice." Yan Shu showed no sign of fear: "I'll call you along."

"Come on, fork out, thirty big boards!"

"Don't make trouble, really, it's urgent."

"You fucking have something to say!" Song Beiyun pointed at the things on the table: "Isn't the fourth volume of this curtain of spring dreams written?"

"It's not this matter, it's not this matter..." Yan Shu was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead: "Miss Zhao is lost!"

"You lost your wife, look for me? What's wrong with you, I don't know where she went."

Yan Shu hurriedly wandered around in place: "I just found out today that Miss Zhao's family said yesterday afternoon that she was going out to play, and then she didn't make any noise. Prime Minister Zhao didn't go to court today! She said she was suddenly ill at home."

"Huh? No sound?" Song Beiyun raised his head: "Isn't that right, can a living person be lost in Jinling City?"

"It would definitely not be in Jinling City, but she went to Zhenjiang with a group of sisters yesterday, and there was no sound after that. The news came early this morning that they found the carriage and the bodies of their guards. He just passed out, and I heard people say that he must have been attacked by a bandit."

Song Beiyun frowned slightly: "Zhenjiang? Let me think about it... It's not too far away from here, about [-] or [-] miles away. Where does this road come from... I know."

Song Beiyun patted his head: "It must be that group of hooligans who alarmed those people with criminal records around Jinling and ran away. It's winter and they want to make a fortune by robbing houses as travel expenses."

"You can think of a way..." Yan Shu was about to cry, "My lady who hasn't gotten married yet..."

"I only found the guard's body, but not hers?" Song Beiyun put down his pen and leaned on the chair: "If something really happened, what should you do?"

"What else can I do." Yan Shu sighed, "Let's find another one."

Song Beiyun was dumbfounded...

"But it's not that nothing happened, just... think of a way."

Song Beiyun got up: "I owe you, but you still call me a dog, damn you."

He took Yan Shu out and went straight to Zhao Xiang's house. After knocking on the door, the old servant was stunned for a moment when he saw that he was wearing a flying fish suit. a way.

Song Beiyun walked in with Yan Shu, and hurried to the inner hall, and happened to see Zhao Xiang sitting in the hall out of his mind.

Hearing movement outside, he turned his head in a daze, and saw a colorful man walking in with his hand-picked son-in-law.

Although the brightly colored clothes were an unfamiliar color, judging from the style, they should belong to the Imperial City Division.Seeing the people from the Imperial City Department, Old Zhao just sighed.

"My subordinate, Song Beiyun, pay my respects to Prime Minister Zhao."

"Oh...you are Song Beiyun?"

"I heard that Miss Zhao's family is missing, and I'm here to deal with it." Song Beiyun was full of courtesy. After all, this old Zhao is a prime minister, and he will be among the third princes in the future. There is no harm in being polite. This matter?"

How do you mention this?How to speak?It is said that Zhao Xiang's daughter was kidnapped, let alone the seriousness of this matter, what will happen to a girl's family if someone kidnaps it is self-evident, life and death are small festivals but everything is broken. Zhao Lang of the old school, he absolutely does not allow this kind of thing to happen.

"I didn't mention it, I didn't mention it." Yan Shu shouted on behalf of the future father-in-law, "I know..."

"It's right if you didn't mention it." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Zhao Xiangxu is afraid that Ms. Zhao's reputation will be spoiled. In fact, this has also protected Miss Zhao's life in disguise. As for the reputation, it is actually not a big problem. Of course, Of course there are risks, but if it is within the golden 24 hours, it is not a big problem.”

Zhao Xiang slowly raised his head and glanced at Song Beiyun: "Why?"

"Well, we have to analyze the motives of those people. I just asked on the way. The guards were in casual clothes. Those people only killed the guards but did not hurt the young lady. This shows that they are clearly aiming at money. Jinling arrives The journey to Zhenjiang was originally peaceful, but these thieves who suddenly appeared must be rogues. Rogues ask for money to run away, and it would be easy to deal with it. But if Zhao Xiang revealed the identity of Ms. Zhao, I am afraid they are rogues Fear arose in my heart, thinking that doing such a thing would lead to a dead end, so I naturally became more scruples, and the possibility of killing someone first is extremely high." Song Beiyun analyzed carefully: "As for me, why would the rogues not The reason why Miss Zhao is easily spoiled is exactly the same. Only those who have a full body can open their mouths to ask for money. If there is any damage, there is no threat. The rules of thieves are much more considerate than we think."

Zhao Xiang looked up at Song Beiyun: "Do you have a solution?"

Song Beiyun thought for a while: "I don't dare to promise, I can only try."

While talking, a young boy rushed in staggeringly, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, Master, the shop at home received a letter, saying that the master should check it."

Zhao Xiang quickly took the letter and read it. After reading it, he handed the letter to Song Beiyun.

"This character looks like a dog crawling out. It's clearly written with your left hand. The hooks of this character are all reversed. Don't bring a pen tip when you write with your mother's backhand. I'm afraid people won't know that you have read books?"

After muttering, Zhao Xiang rolled his eyes and snorted...

Song Beiyun worked hard to read the letter. The general content was to prepare [-] copies of Xu Jiayin letter to pick up someone in Zhenjiang tomorrow. If they didn't raise money or report to the officials, don't blame them for what they did to the lady.

It's a typical extortion ticket, and it didn't exceed Song Beiyun's expectations. It seems that this thing hasn't changed in 2000 years. Looking at the content of this letter, it is no different from the content of the kidnapping after 1000 years.

"Well, let's go." Song Beiyun handed the letter to Yan Shu after reading it: "Then Prime Minister Zhao, I'll leave immediately."

"The letter said not to report to the officials..." Yan Shu raised his head and said, "Is it appropriate?"

"You have a bag in your head, right? Prime Minister Zhao is the biggest official in this dynasty, okay?" Song Beiyun snatched the letter and put it in his arms: "I'm going to gather troops and prepare to rescue Miss. I will bring your son-in-law with me too." After leaving, you don’t need to raise money, this guy is very rich.”

Zhao Xiang raised his head and glanced at Yan Shu, with hesitation in his tone, Yan Shu was full of dissatisfaction, but Song Beiyun suddenly pinched his butt hard, Yan Shu immediately grinned in pain, but this also made him sober Come over, he hurried forward: "Yue Zhang, since she is my unmarried wife, I will handle this matter, and I will prepare the money."

Zhao Xiang was silent for a moment, looked at Yan Shu, and sighed deeply: "Just wait and go..."

Song Beiyun bowed his hands to bid farewell to Prime Minister Zhao, and Yan Shu also turned around and went out together. As the two walked on the street, Yan Shu moaned and said, "All my wealth... I have all my wealth."

"That's your wife, can you save her?"

"Help!" Yan Shu sighed, "But the money won't..."

"Thirty thousand, according to my rules, I will bring someone to rescue you, but I will share half of the money." Song Beiyun said it as a matter of course: "If you rescue and take the person, [-] will be mine."

"You... We are so friendly, you ask me for money??"

"Friendship is friendship, business is business. If you don't give money, how can my brothers work hard? If I don't take your money, do my subordinates want to eat? If one or two say friendship, can I still do my job? Did you do it?" Song Beiyun said eloquently: "For you, [-] is no different from [-], and Zhao Xiang, who is flattering, cheated a wife back again, you are a fart!"

"All right, all right, it's all your reasoning, half is half."

"The travel expenses and carriage expenses for this dispatch are all yours, calculated on a head-to-head basis, [-] guan per person. I won't charge you, but I will give you a free part-time job, is that okay?"

"Okay... what you say counts."

Faced with such a scoundrel, Yan Shu also sighed sadly, and really got into Qian's eye.But when he saw Song Beiyun's appointment, he suddenly felt that the money spent...was worth it.

First of all, there are only about 30 people in the Imperial City Department in this top-ranking inner courtyard, and Song Beiyun directly ordered [-] good players at the bottom of the box to go out.

The ability of these masters may be worse than that of a small fish, but it is absolutely limited. One may not be able to handle a small fish, but two of them can push a small fish to the ground.It can be said that they are all first-class masters. After they are selected, they disguise themselves as a caravan, hire a carriage and arrange the goods. It looks like a real caravan, and there is no trace of performance at all.

"Brothers, this time there are 20 of you on a business trip, each of you will get [-] guan travel expenses, and if things are done, you will share [-] guan equally."

Song Beiyun's words made these courtyards fly with joy, but Yan Shu grabbed his sleeve: "You..."

"Beep beep." Song Beiyun patted the horse beside him: "Go back and get the money, hurry up!"

After Yan Shu came over with the money and got into the carriage, Song Beiyun said to him, "Do you know the small treasury? If a department doesn't have a small treasury, you won't be able to turn around when something happens, and you have to pay attention to methods to make the subordinates work hard. You think I'm greedy for your little money?"

"Why do you still use this method when you are so rich..."

"Are you stupid in studying? No matter how much money I have, it's still my money. I use the money to support the emperor's spies? Do you think life is too long?"

Yan Shu hissed and slapped his forehead: "So that's how it was... I lost my mind in a hurry."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Remember to come to me if you have anything to do in the future, or you can recommend a friend to come to me, I will give you an internal price, and I will give you some kickbacks halfway." Song Beiyun looked at the sun: "Well, time It's still early, I'll tell you about the arrangement when the time comes, remember not to panic when the time comes."

"You can hurry up and talk..."

Chapter 227: On November 11th, Qingyou's Chance to Bend and Stretch

The border of Zhenjiang is where the legendary Jinshan Temple is located, but there is no Fahai, White Lady, or Dawei Tianlong in this Jinshan Temple.

Song Beiyun's carriage drove straight outside the yamen of the county seat under the jurisdiction of Zhenjiang. He got off the carriage, but there was no Yan Shu behind him.

Walking into the yamen's mansion, those big horses who entered the inner yard naturally ignored the obstruction of these yamen servants, and pushed them aside with their hands. Song Beiyun's attitude was even more domineering, and he directly entered the courtroom.

At this moment, the county magistrate is trying a case of stealing chickens. When he saw Song Beiyun walking in from outside, he immediately scolded in displeasure, "Who is here? Why did you break into the court?"

"Clearance."

Song Beiyun didn't bother to answer his questions, and directly called the courtyard under his command to force the people in the hall out, leaving only the county magistrate sitting on the stage.

"Today, I have collected your yamen." Song Beiyun walked forward with his hands behind his back: "Go back and rest first."

The county magistrate frowned and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"Can't you see?" Song Beiyun pointed to the flying fish suit on his body: "Do you recognize this suit?"

Taking a closer look, the flying fish embroidered on the shoulders and the dagger on the waist are clearly the Secretary of the Imperial City who has messed up Jinling City these days.

But this county magistrate has some family confidence. After all, if he can be an official in the vicinity of Gyeonggi, he must be a member of a family. Secretary, the yamen of the same sixth grade, where did you have the courage to break into my lobby? You are too arrogant, and you still confiscated my yamen. Heh, what are you?"

"Ha." Song Beiyun snapped his fingers, and sat down on the stool next to him: "Okay, let's spend time, Zhao Yi, the daughter of Prime Minister Zhao, was kidnapped by that thief in your territory, and I was entrusted by Prime Minister Zhao to investigate this matter, and you Just leave your proud body alone, and then Miss Zhao will have some mishaps, so I can explain them to you."

Hearing this, the county magistrate's face turned pale at that time. He should have thought that it was related to this matter, but he never thought that it was someone who came directly to the Imperial City Division.

To be honest, it doesn't matter if you offend the Secretary of the Imperial City, as long as he guards the stool under his buttocks behind him, someone will naturally protect him, but if Zhao Xiang's only daughter suffers misfortune because of this, let alone the Secretary of the Imperial City, it is his faction He definitely won't get along well with him, and if he doesn't die, he will lose a layer of skin.

But now riding a tiger is hard to get off, and there is no one around to let him down the stairs. At this moment, the two of them were in such a stalemate. Song Beiyun sat on the chair, adjusted his posture, and began to peel off his nails, looking carefree He looks at ease, but the county magistrate feels like he's sitting on pins and needles...

"You...do you have a seal from the imperial court?"

"Imperial City Secretary's affairs are all private matters. It is cheaper to kill them first and report them later. If you insist on printing a letter, you can do it. When I bring Miss Zhao's body back, I will naturally have one." The seal, but the seal is probably the seal that came to take your head, my lord, will you believe it or not?"

"I……"

The county magistrate was terrified, his heart trembled, and he stood up: "It's because I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes. Please forgive me from the Imperial City Division. Today, the Imperial City Division has ordered my officer Ding Dang to cooperate fully."

"Hey, what is my Imperial City Secretary, and I don't have a seal, how can I instruct you old man." Song Beiyun turned away from looking at him, but he didn't stop talking: "I'll just wait here, wait there The capital sent a seal letter, so I can explain it to my lord."

"This this……"

The county magistrate was already sweating, and the sweat seeped through his hair, and a white mist came out. He looked very anxious, but Song Beiyun didn't show any expression the whole time, but just drank the tea from a yard under his command, leisurely .

"I don't know your lord's last name?" The county magistrate stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Can you tell me one or two."

"I don't dare to dare to be a lower official. I'm just on the same level as the sixth rank. How dare I call you noble, but I dare not call you arrogant in front of you, my lord. It's all right, my lord, you can go, I will wait here. The kidnapper said that if the bounty is not seen within the day, Miss Zhao's life will be lost, and I will be able to bring her body back overnight to meet Zhao Xiang, and I will be able to lie on the warm bed and sleep peacefully tomorrow morning. "Song Beiyun said with a smile: "It's really nothing, my lord, let's go and get busy, but don't disturb too much."

Damn, you can sleep peacefully on the warm bed, but I'm about to go down to the dungeon to be with that mouse.The county magistrate is on fire at the moment, this is not an ordinary obstruction of official duties, but that is Zhao Xiang's daughter...

"Oh, that's right. The daughter of Zhang Shu's family, the daughter of Li Shilang's family, the granddaughter of Sun Taifu's family, and the granddaughter of Xu Yuan's family were all taken captive." Song Beiyun smiled and said: "When At that time, I didn’t know that a bullock cart could not hold so many corpses.”

What does it mean to be ashamed? Now the county magistrate is ashamed. Yesterday he only knew that some people had been taken into captivity, but now when he heard the identities of these people, he almost didn't pee.Someone in my own land was taken away by a thief. No matter where the thief came from, this crime must be recorded on my own head. Nowadays, [-]% of the daughters of civil and military families in the Manchu dynasty may die here...

It's going to kill, it's really going to die.

Seeing no one around, the county magistrate knelt down in front of Song Beiyun with a plop, "My lord, you should hold your hand high, it's the little one who has eyes but no eyes... the little one has eyes but no eyes."

He slapped his face while he was talking, it looked very miserable like that, Song Beiyun chuckled lightly: "My lord, don't panic like this, Ziyue knows that mistakes can make a big difference. It's alright, alright, hurry up Get up, and let others see what it looks like."

The county magistrate felt frustrated and wronged, and when he stood up, he was almost unsteady, and it was Song Beiyun who pinched him before dragging him back.

After he woke up, Song Beiyun had already sat on his county magistrate's seat: "My lord, what's your surname?"

"Mian... Mian's surname is Zhou."

"Oh, Master Zhou. How many people are there in the family?"

"Six people... old mother, two sons, one wife and one concubine."

Song Beiyun played with the gavel in his hand: "Do you know how to sit together?"

This week, the county magistrate knelt down again with a thud: "I hope you will forgive me..."

"Just kidding." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "Go, find someone to take me to see the body of the guard yesterday."

County Magistrate Zhou got up as if he had received an amnesty, so he got up and took Song Beiyun to the Yizhuang in the county. As soon as he entered, he hurriedly found Wu Zuo. The county magistrate and Song Beiyun came to the hut.

But when the door was opened, there was only an empty coffin inside, and no corpse was seen. Seeing this scene, Wu Zuo woke up from the wine at that time, and the county magistrate also looked ashen.

Song Beiyun walked forward with his hands behind his back and looked around with a smile: "Hiss, ouch... Mr. Zhou, where is the corpse?"

"My lord, don't be in a hurry..." Magistrate Zhou kicked Wu Zuo's ass: "Drink! Keep drinking! Don't go looking for the corpse yet!"

Wu Zuo didn't dare to be negligent, so he rushed out and started searching everywhere. While he and the county magistrate were searching, Song Beiyun was standing outside Yizhuang, with a smile on his face and muttering something in his mouth , the several sturdy yards next to him nodded repeatedly, and then left here quickly.

After tossing and tossing for half an hour, the magistrate Zhou finally walked out while crying, and when he came to Song Beiyun, he couldn't help crying: "It's gone... It's gone... The corpse is gone..."

Song Beiyun snorted coldly and walked away, but the county magistrate rushed over and hugged Song Beiyun's thigh: "My lord, please give me another chance, and allow me to look for... look for it again."

Song Beiyun frowned, and immediately someone came over to drag him away. Song Beiyun looked at the county magistrate who had been paralyzed from fright, and snorted coldly: "Ignorant, fearless, and incompetent. I won't deal with you this time. If it falls into my hands, you can finish it yourself. Go to the yamen and fetch me all the household registrations of the big households in your county."