Song Beiyun

After finishing the order, Prime Minister Zhao sighed, leaned back on the chair, and changed his hand from a black pen to a red vermilion pen. This was a privilege set down by Emperor Taizu. Apart from the emperor, only Prime Minister Zuo had the right to hold a vermilion pen.

"Evil ghost, evil ghost..."

Zhao Xiang muttered twice, and then wrote the three words "reward order" on the silk paper.

In the afternoon of the same day, the commendation order for Song Beiyun posted in the form of the imperial list attracted countless criticisms. Supporters said that the person who moved the country and disrupted the order was to use thunderous means. Opponents said that it was no different from a beast .

But no matter what they discussed, the matter has become an established fact, and the award about Song Beiyun is a certainty. Even King Fu, who has fought all his life, has only received this kind of high-standard award twice. Even Zhao Xiang himself was only in his twenties. When he was the Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice more than a year ago, he solved a super big case and only got it once.

In the next 20 years, no one has won this honor.

Although the heart and hands are trembling, the meaning of this award means that Song Beiyun is qualified to enter the core political circle. This is a special admission ticket, and if it is signed by Zhao Xiang himself.

So knowledgeable people probably understand that this award means that Song Beiyun has become one of the candidates for the future prime minister.

It has to be said that although Prime Minister Zhao has excellent infighting ability, at the same time he is indeed carefully cultivating and looking for successors. His son-in-law Yan Shu is capable, resourceful, intelligent and quick. Experience grows with each passing day.But in comparison, Song Beiyun is more dazzling.

It's interesting to say that besides Yan Shu and Song Beiyun, among Zhao Xiang's favorite people, Kuang Yusheng is the other one.

How to describe it, if Song Beiyun is suitable for governing a country in troubled times, then Yan Shu is suitable for opening a new era of civil governance, and Kuang Yusheng is a gentleman, who can promote a large number of outstanding talents in a prosperous age.

And the shortcomings of these three people are also obvious, Yan Shu's mind is changeable, and it won't last long.The cloud volume in the Northern Song Dynasty is narrow and narrow, and there is no tolerance.Kuang Yusheng is dull and boring, and he cannot be flexible.

If the three could become one, Zhao Xiang said that he could die on the spot.

But the sky always doesn't follow people's wishes. If many things can be as good as expected, it will be a good thing.

"Men, are you looking for me?"

Yusheng stood at the door of Xiangguo's study room and knocked on the door twice. Zhao Xiang hummed and signaled him to come in.

"Yusheng."

"Master, I am here."

Zhao Xiang leaned on the chair and looked at his somewhat dull disciple: "What do you think of what your brother did?"

"It's over, although I haven't been here yet, it's too late, but... I will find a chance to have a long talk with him when he comes back." Yusheng lowered his head and thought for a moment: "He is not so vicious, there must be something, we Wait until you know the truth.”

"Then how are you going to persuade him?" Zhao Xiang looked up at Yusheng: "In what name are you going to persuade him?"

"It's not appropriate to use the name of the family and the country, but the name of the elder brother." Yusheng pondered for a moment: "I am pregnant with a child and have read poetry and books. After all, I can't change that jackal."

"No." Zhao Xiang shook his head and said, "You are wrong."

Yusheng was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, teacher."

"You bear his name and not yours."

Zhao Xiang pointed to the stool, and after Yusheng sat down, he continued, "He was wrong? He was right. He acted within the rules, so why was he wrong? Damn it, as for how to die, it is natural that death is worth as much as possible. On the contrary, his behavior is to let those people die well, which is enough to shock people's hearts. But for those who think of human beings, this matter is indeed too fierce, which is not good for his practice. It's a duty, but it's better to be careful to let the murderous desire fascinate the mind, do you understand?"

Yusheng nodded slowly: "I understand."

"Go, you go to Hangzhou yourself." Zhao Xiang untied a jade plaque from his waist and handed it to Yusheng: "With your gentle and gentlemanly demeanor, you can melt away the hostility in his heart."

"The disciple understands, so let's go."

"This waist card is given to you, I hope your life will be like jade."

"Thank you, teacher."

Yusheng took the waist card, turned around and left, while Zhao Xiang leaned on the chair and sighed, and said to himself: "I'm getting old, but I still have to work hard, this life is not worth it..."

Chapter 352, On June 6, 24nd Year, Beating Drums and Scolding Song in the Sky on a Sunny Day

Finally, this flying fish suit is also flourishing outside the capital, and the cold-blooded and ruthless methods of these people have already stopped the children from crying at night.

In Lin'an City, which was originally boundless and romantic, now it seems that the air is filled with the smell of blood and screams.

In the past few days, people always went to Song Beiyun's residence and cursed at him at the door, and these people were often famous scholars, but Xiao Song generally ignored them.

But today was a little different. Someone pulled out a drum, stood there beating the drum, singing and cursing Song Beiyun.

"Master, can you bear it?"

"Forbearance." Song Beiyun took a sip of sake, and beside him was a fat fish from the West Lake, which tasted delicious: "How many people are there outside now?"

"Just now I went out to have a look, and there are already quite a few people."

"Okay." Song Beiyun nodded: "Keep waiting."

In the past few days, Song Beiyun's eyes had turned red from the heat, and his expression was much haggard, but it seemed that the hostility on his body was even heavier.

Half an hour later, the drumming didn't stop, but Song Beiyun was not in a hurry. He just carried the food to the next hut and saw Zhao Cheng who was under house arrest.

He threw the food on the ground expressionlessly: "Eat."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, but Zhao Cheng rushed up like crazy, but was kicked to the ground by Song Beiyun, Zhao Cheng, who was enduring the pain, wanted to stand up, but several days of hunger strike made her weak , I didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Let me tell you, if it wasn't for King Fu, you would be dead." Song Beiyun stood coldly at the door: "There is no reason to keep you."

"Then you killed me! You killed me!!! You bastard!"

Song Beiyun laughed softly: "Actually, it's quite a beast, but it's okay, I can accept it. After all, in order to cover up the stench on your body, you can only use something more foul-smelling to deal with it."

Zhao Cheng was lying on the ground just crying, her whole body was covered with scars, which were whipped by Song Beiyun, but no matter what, she couldn't stop wanting to kill the beast in front of her.

"Don't you really want to ask why?" Xiao Song squatted in front of her, picked up a steamed bun from the ground, grabbed her hair and stuffed it into her mouth: "Ask me why I did this."

The corner of Zhao Cheng's mouth was bleeding, but she was still full of anger and wanted to spit out what was in her mouth, but Song Beiyun didn't give her a chance and covered her mouth tightly with her hands.

"Do you know who the people I brought here are?" Song Beiyun chuckled softly, "It's the spies of the Imperial City Division and the Commander's Division. Do you know who they are? They belong to the Empress Dowager and the Emperor."

"Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng, do you know how much effort I have wasted to deal with you? Do you know that I am still being scolded by the world?" Song Beiyun pulled Zhao Cheng to the door: "Listen, there is a drumming in ancient times. Scolding Cao, but now there are drums to scold Song. Do you know how easy it is for me to leave a name in history? But do you know how much I have to do now to cover up the stains on my body?"

Song Beiyun's series of questions made Zhao Cheng's brain overwhelmed, and he continued: "I tell you clearly, torturing captives in the army is a capital offense, but I let someone do it, which is called a crime alliance. Because they They all know that as long as they report on you, they will all die, and I have already dealt with Si Mingsi properly, the emperor should also know of your existence, and he should also understand what I did."

Zhao Cheng swallowed the steamed buns with great difficulty, crying and trying to scratch Song Beiyun, but he slapped him to the ground again.

"Remember, I'm not for you, I'm for the overall situation. I'll send you there when King Fu returns the message." Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes: "You don't need to remember anything else, as long as you know that you are a stupid woman You have received the blessing of King Fu, otherwise if you fall into my hands, I will let you die."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun turned and left, and the big black cow outside immediately locked the door, leaving only Zhao Cheng crying heartbreakingly in the room.

"Marshal, are you okay? You don't look very good these days."

"It's okay." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "It's not a big problem, it's just that I have gas in my stomach."

"Then...then just fart."

"Hahahahaha, okay, just fart." Song Beiyun laughed loudly and waved his sleeves: "Go, go and call in the scholar outside who scolded me."

Not long after, the young man outside who had been beating drums and scolding Song for a day was invited in. When he saw Song Beiyun, he held his head up, with a generous appearance, showing that he was not afraid of death.

"You think I let you in to kill you?" Song Beiyun laughed, "You don't deserve it."

"Song Beiyun, you are in vain as a scholar! You are crowned with monkeys! Dressed like a beast!"

"Yeah." Song Beiyun stretched his neck: "Oh? Do you know what happened to the last Han Sheng who scolded people for bathing in monkeys? He was thrown into boiling water and boiled. The person who did this, but your mouth The overlord of Chu who is so soul-stirring. Look, you are still standing here, is it true that my status is a little higher than that of the overlord of Chu?"

"Just because you still call yourself the overlord? What a joke!"

"I didn't say I'm the overlord. You can't talk nonsense." Song Beiyun laughed: "Then, tell me why you scolded me?"

"You have no law in your eyes, and you corrupt the atmosphere! I, the Song Dynasty, have never produced a killer like you!"

"That makes sense." Song Beiyun nodded: "It's true, I'm the first one."

"People like you will be dealt with by the national law sooner or later!"

"Let me ask you, do you know what rank I am?" Song Beiyun looked at him with his chin propped up: "Guess."

"Hmph, who wants to guess about your stinking thing."

"I'm the sixth rank, the envoy of the imperial city." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Your county magistrates are all seventh rank."

"So what?" The young man still held his head up: "How much do you think about doing evil?"

Song Beiyun shook his head lightly: "You are too simple. Let me remind you that I am a small person, only a little bigger than the county magistrate. But I am a small person who can make wind and rain in the important city of Hangzhou. God. Why? Have you ever thought about it?"

"Humph……"

"You haven't thought about it, have you?" Song Beiyun laughed loudly: "Then let me tell you, everything I do today is based on the Great Song King's law. Whose law is this law? Is it your law? Is it mine? Law? Of course not, it is the law of the Tian family, the law of the officials, as long as I can quell the turmoil here, even if I poke a hole in the sky, it is justified."

"Haha, it's such a fallacy. The ancient sages never deceive me, and the villains don't know the destiny and are not afraid!"

Song Beiyun shook his head: "You really have never been tempered by wind and rain."

But just at this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside, and then a sharp voice came: "The imperial decree has arrived, please accept the decree, Mr. Song, to show your merits!"

"Oh, here we come." Song Beiyun walked down the hall and patted the young man on the shoulder: "Do it well."

He walked over and found that there was another person standing beside the announcer. It was Brother Yusheng. He was wearing a Hanlin uniform instead of an official uniform. He stood there and looked at Song Beiyun with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yusheng! Are you here?"

"Don't be too busy." Yusheng said with a smile, "Take the order first."

Song Beiyun lifted Feiyu's suit and knelt down on one knee: "Long live my emperor!"

"The emperor's edict said: Song Beiyun has made great achievements in calming the chaos in Hangzhou. After the evaluation of the three provinces: from now on, Song Beiyun will be promoted from the fifth rank to command envoys and take the post of foreign minister of the Ministry of Industry. He will be rewarded with a reward of [-] yuan and given a sword by the emperor to supervise local government affairs. Hope to be diligent."

"Song Beiyun leads the decree to thank you, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

After taking down the imperial decree, the new rank uniform was delivered to him, and he hurriedly found someone to take the eunuch who announced the decree to rest.

But Yusheng frowned and walked in front of Song Beiyun, supported his head and looked at the gap in his ear. The gap was about an inch deep. If it went any lower, the entire ear might fall off.

"Beiyun, your ears..."

"It's okay." Song Beiyun shook his head with a smile and said, "Fortunately, the thief's technique is not good, otherwise my ear will definitely be gone, and it will become an ear."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought of the mouse named One Ear, and laughed out loud.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Song Beiyun stretched out his hand and touched it: "It will leave scars, and it won't be pretty in the future."

"Damn it!" Yu Sheng frowned: "The body, hair and skin are the parents! How can you be so humiliated, where is the thief?"

As he spoke, his face was flushed from getting up, and the sword was drawn from his waist: "I will avenge you!"

"His head is hanging in Jinling City." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "Can I let this go? If Aunt Hong sees her, I don't know how sad she will be. You are not allowed to tell her..."

Yusheng sighed softly, but he didn't speak for a long time. All the rhetoric he had prepared on the road before was already stuck in his throat, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

"Okay." Yusheng simply waved his hand: "Just now when I came here, I saw the sparkling water in the West Lake. There must be many big fish. Go fishing?"

"Okay!" Song Beiyun immediately cheered up: "Brother Yusheng, wait for me first, I'll go change my clothes."

Song Beiyun rushed in and kicked away the stunned scholar who was blocking the door, and came out wearing a commoner coat and carrying two fishing rods in a short while.

"Brother Yusheng, let's go!"

Yusheng opened his hands: "I'll just go with this body?"

Song Beiyu turned around and slapped the big black cow on the back of the head: "You are blind! Why don't you take me, Brother Yusheng, to wash and change clothes!"

"Ah? Commander...you didn't give me any orders."

When it was night, the moon emerged from the hill behind the West Lake, Song Beiyu and Yusheng sat there with a piece of cake and caught fish.

"Let me tell you, the fisherman is omnipotent." A fire was lit next to Xiao Song, and the big black cow was killing and grilling fish, while he was bragging with Yusheng: "Today The biggest king fish in the West Lake is mine."

Chapter 353: On June 6 of the second year, the sun was sunny and the sun was like fire, and the summer heat was nostalgic

"Why haven't things and people been sent yet?"

Fo Baonu is really annoyed. She has stayed here for more than ten days but she has not done anything. A few days ago, she could go outside the city to watch the beheading, but these days she didn't even have to watch the beheading. Yes, the Bailian gangsters have completely gone underground under the encirclement and suppression by the government and the people, and the Bailian sect has also been defined as a cult.

Now I spend all day counting all kinds of evil deeds of the White Lotus Sect. If I listen to too much, it will be boring, especially for people like Fo Baonu. Daliao is an area that believes in Buddhism. Compared with the Buddha, it is already considered much gentler, and the Song State's handling method is also much gentler than that of Daliao. After all, it is a country of scholars.

To be placed in Daliao, these evil Buddhists will be kept in cages for people to watch for a ten-year period, and then the men will be driven into boiling water pots to cook and killed, and the women will be tied naked to the pillars outside the city and frozen in the sun. And death, anyway, compared to the means, the Song Kingdom is still docile.

Originally, Fo Baonu should have left now, but helplessly, her golden sword has not been seen yet, and the imperial envoy has avoided seeing it again and again. She wants to go away, and she has nothing to do if she wants to stay. .

After all, compared to this imperial envoy, the most important thing for her on this trip to the Song Dynasty was to abduct the eldest princess here to be her own wife, but now she is fine, and she is stuck in Hangzhou and cannot escape.

Without the golden knife, she will definitely be punished by her father when she goes back. She, who has been well-behaved since she was a child, does not want this to happen...

When she was anxious, the cicadas singing in the treetops outside made her even more upset, and the culprit who upset her was soaking a huge hornet's nest wrapped in gauze in a wooden barrel, and then drooling Waiting for all the wasps inside to drown.

In about a cup of tea, the bees in this giant hornet's nest drowned and floated out one after another. He took the beehive out of the water, squatted there and started peeling the hive.

There are white bee pupae in this beehive, and this is what he wants. After peeling it off and putting it in a large bowl, the big hornet's nest took out a bee pupa weighing more than three catties.