Song Beiyun

So after that, everyone tacitly didn't talk about Song Beiyun. They probably meant to let him go. Anyway, when it comes to storms, the storms he caused are already unprecedented, and they don't care about one or two more waves.

The remaining three people sorted out all the information for Zhao Xing these days. These things are enough for the emperor to read for five or six days, but what Zhao Xing cares most about after returning to the harem is the double flower showdown in the newspapers, and Later appeared Double Dragon Play Ball.

As for those serial articles, three of the four articles were obviously written by acquaintances. Leaving aside the Fei Hua Ling, let's talk about the last two Long Tu Ge Zhi and Ling Yan Ge Lu.

Zhao Xing also felt itchy after reading all the anti-spray articles these days, and he started to write "Xunfang Diary——From Chang'an to Liaoxin Capital" after a long time.

What people didn't expect was that the popularity index of this Flower Picker's Diary went viral immediately after it was published on the second day, and even those who didn't read the article bought a copy of the newspaper to study it.

People who have seen it all praised that a good man is safe in life. The normally angry newspaper suddenly changed and became the most peaceful place. Moreover, the sales volume of the day broke the record of the official newspaper for the first time. Everyone must subscribe, but Wenbao has become popular with the official newspaper because of a diary of a flower picker.

Some people say it is degrading, but the key is that the people who buy it are all readers. The angle of the corners of everyone's mouths raised after reading the report already shows their yearning for Chang'an and Liaoxin.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Xing directly overthrew Shuanghua Qitan and Shuanglong Xizhu by himself, which can be called infinite limelight.

"That Chang'an is mainly exotic. It's really exciting. The Persian woman gently lifts her veil and speaks softly. It's very exciting! She has blond hair and blue eyes, and those slender legs." Zhao Xing introduced Chang'an to the servant while sitting in front of the brazier. When he was special, he had light in his eyes: "Ten consecutive nights, it's worth it!"

"As for Liaoxin Capital, it's not close. But you have to know that brothels are illegal in Liao Kingdom, so they are all sneaky, and you win by sneaking in. Push open a small door hidden in a deep alley, There is a sister-in-law making dumplings for you outside, and a sister-in-law feeding you steamed buns inside. That taste..." Zhao Xing smacked his mouth: "It's very exciting."

The servant thought longingly, and then carefully said to Zhao Xing: "Next time you go to the official's house, take the humble minister with you..."

"It's easy to say." Zhao Xing patted his thigh: "Next time I plan to go to Xixia to try it. Now Xixia is the land of the Song Dynasty. I heard that the ladies in the Northwest are like red willows on the Gobi. She is tough but extremely tough, that waist horse is not comparable to this delicate little girl from Jiangnan."

"What about the grassland?"

"I haven't tried it in the prairie, they don't like it." Zhao Xing sighed, "It's a pity, some ladies in the prairie also look very energetic, their bodies are very good, they are very plump, and they look energetic. It’s firm when it’s strong, have you ever eaten beef? Beef is firmer than pork, so it’s because the beef is strong.”

The more Zhao Xing talked, the more excited he became, and the servant glanced at the time: "Official, it's getting late. It's time to rest... The humble minister is also good."

"Oh, that's right." Zhao Xing waved his hand: "You get off work, I still have a report to read, and I'll just let the people from the evening shift come over later."

"Thank you."

"Go away, come early tomorrow morning, and bring me some fried noodles made by your mother. It's delicious."

"Wei Chen obeys."

After the reform of the internal servant system, the servants in front of the palace are now normal servants. They do not enter the inner palace, but they can chat with Zhao Xing to a large extent, instead of asking questions like those eunuchs.

They can talk about women, food, fashion, and articles just like normal men, and the internal servants are divided into permanent and rotating ones, and staff from the six departments will be regularly transferred to serve as internal servants.

Although the review was very strict, those who were selected were all cheering. After all, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be able to show their talents in front of the emperor at close range.

Just like the servant just now, he is a rotating servant, usually to help the emperor deal with some less important official documents and help the emperor solve some trivial matters that he is too lazy to do.

Of course, the biggest job of the rotating servants is to chat with the emperor, so that the emperor can know the anecdotes inside and outside the palace and the opinions among the market.

This point is very important, because if the running water in the palace cannot be maintained, it is inevitable that in the future there will be a mess of six pennies for an egg.

The servants on duty that night are generally resident servants, who are responsible for reminding the time, delivering food and chatting to relieve boredom when the emperor stays up late at work. The maids are still in charge of eating and living, but the maids are generally experienced women over the age of 25. , there are very few girls in their teens.

This is not what Song Beiyun meant, but Zhao Xing himself. Young girls want to study and build a country, so they can't waste time in the palace.Besides, those little girls are clumsy, they don't know anything, they don't know anything, and they don't have the charm of those big sisters, Zhao Xing is very displeased.

On the second day, Zhao Xing didn't get up until noon, but he didn't have to go to court today, he just sat in the room and stared at the queen.

"Hey." Zhao Xing glanced at the empress who made him very uncomfortable: "Why don't I give you to Song Beiyun."

"Okay!" The queen was also angry: "You give it to me, and I don't need to face your cold nose every day. Song Shaobao will love others. If the concubine at home wants to find relatives, she will follow her without saying a word." If you go, you won’t say a word about how you are like a log.”

"You..." Zhao Xing slapped his thigh, "The Empress Jiangmen is really powerful."

The queen tidied her clothes, snorted coldly, sat aside and continued to keep her face cold and silent.

"They are still not willing to want you." Zhao Xing spat: "You don't even look at your virtue, I came back from a long way and you didn't even have a good word."

"I have nothing nice to say?" The empress chuckled, but her eyes were full of tears: "You took your concubine to Chang'an, and you have been there for nearly a year. I am here facing the huge palace every night, wind and rain. Thunderbolt, what good things have you left for me?"

Zhao Xing got up and flicked his sleeves: "It's unreasonable."

"You're a waste queen."

"You think I dare not!?"

"Then you are useless!"

Zhao Xing pointed at the queen's nose and scolded: "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this? It's against the sky!"

"I am like this. I have been married to you for many years, and you have been obedient and tactful to you, and you have never been nice to my old lady. My youth is like a dog!"

"you!"

Zhao Xing was the first to hear that his queen could speak so well. Before, he always thought that this lady was just a lump of elm, the kind who couldn't scream twice on the bed.

But today he found out that there really isn't a fuel-efficient lamp coming out of the door.

"I met Princess Zuo a few days ago. She doesn't even want her name, but she is willing to follow Song Shaobao. Do you know why? Women don't want these things, queens and concubines, they are all bullshit! Isn't what she wants is a caring and caring person?" ? What is the difference between me now and being in the cold palace? After you abolish me, I want to go back to my hometown in Sichuan and Chongqing."

Zhao Xing turned around in front of the hall with his hands behind his back: "Shut up."

"I don't want to, kill me if you have the ability!"

Seeing such a staunch queen, Zhao Xing took a deep breath, took out a small book and read it carefully. The content of the small book was circulated inside Qinglongyuan, and it was compiled by Yan Shu, Song Beiyun, Zhao Lang and others for the internal reference of scumbags. material.

When Zhao Xing turned to how to distinguish the classification of family conflicts, he searched for a long time, and finally ruled out the content due to factors such as disagreement and economic difficulties, and found a rule applicable to the current situation.

It was really miserable at that time. There were too many children and daughters sold, and even more were abandoned. It was too difficult to find a family for the abandoned babies back then.

"This lock, do you still have a picture here?" Song Beiyun handed over the copper lock that was covered by Qiao Yun's sister: "Although this is a rough model, it is not something ordinary people can make."

"This one." The old man nodded, narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a while: "It looks like the craftsmanship of Zhang Blacksmith's family at the entrance of the village, but Zhang Blacksmith died a few years ago."

Song Beiyun was taken aback, the blacksmith died?Wouldn't the clue be broken?

"The blacksmith now has descendants?"

He was still not reconciled, what if the blacksmith had the habit of keeping files?Although he knew that most of the blacksmiths of that era didn't even know how to write.

"Yes, I am still blacksmithing." The old man turned around and pointed: "There is only a blacksmith shop in the village, go and have a look."

"Okay, thank you old man." Song Beiyun got up and took out a small string of copper coins from his body and handed it to the kid sitting next to the old man playing around: "Go buy candy."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Qiaoyun: "Let's go, let's go to the blacksmith in the village and ask."

Chapter 700: Sunny September 11, Six Years

What clues can a broken lock give? I don’t know how many such locks the blacksmith made back then. They were the last blessings that some desperate parents put on their own flesh and blood.

"My father said that it was too miserable back then. I was still young when I was hit by the disaster, but I still remember that it was not as serious as this year, but this year it was a little bit harder, but after all, it was not enough to starve to death. That year... oh , don't mention it."

After thanking him repeatedly, Song Beiyun exited the blacksmith shop, looked back at Qiaoyun and spread his hands helplessly: "It's no use, he was less than ten years old at that time."

Qiao Yun's expectant eyes dimmed silently. She stepped forward and tightly grasped Song Beiyun's sleeves, lowered her head and said, "Why don't we go back, so as not to delay your business."

"How many things in the world are more righteous than this?" Song Beiyun crossed his waist and looked at the curling smoke in the distant villages and towns and the setting sun in the distance: "I still don't believe it, my No. Nothing can be done. Go, go back and make a battle plan."

Qiaoyun burst out laughing at what he said, but she was moved in her heart. She hummed, stepped forward and held Song Beiyun's hand tightly, and followed him into the mist of the field ridge middle.

"Now we still need to start with this lock." Song Beiyun scratched his chin: "Since the clue is broken, then we have to start looking for clues ourselves. I plan to issue a reward tomorrow, so I know the news about this lock. One counts as one, as long as the news is true, I will give you money."

Yiguanqian is not even money for those wealthy businessmen like Song Beiyun who are in contact with state resources.But for ordinary people, the usual money can feed a family of three for ten days. If a young and strong laborer has no skills and only sells his physical strength, it is only three or four yuan a month, and this money can feed a family. .

And as long as you provide a piece of news, you can make a lot of money, so there will never be no one to provide clues.

It's just that their publicity alone might not be enough, so Song Beiyun thought it was time to contact the local rich households and ask them for a favor.

"If you don't reveal your identity, will they help you?"

Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I've been asking questions one by one since I was a child. I'll check whoever refuses me. I'll copy whoever makes me look bad. I'll kill his whole family whoever gets rough on me. The General Assembly Someone cooperated."

Qiaoyun was speechless for a while, it was hard for her to imagine what such power represented, but since Song Beiyun said so, he would definitely do it, and to him, this kind of thing was not even considered favoritism. As long as the investigation is carried out carefully, there is not a single crime that is not a crime that is not full of murder.

On the second day, Song Beiyun really went to the door, but the first householder didn't even let him in.

Song Beiyun took out a small notebook and made a note on it, then turned around and went back to the house, but the yamen servant from Linxian County arrived that night, holding the evidence that the family forced the farmer to death, and handed over their parents to It was taken.

This incident was full of ups and downs in the city, and everyone speculated about the reason, but no one could figure out why. The relatives of their family followed them and found the county magistrate who had always been friends with him and wanted to explain it, but the only thing the county magistrate could do was The only thing is to say with a bitter face that someone from above has come, and tell them to be more careful in their work recently. If they are arrested by the people above, it will not be easy for anyone to intervene.

This incident spread among several big families in the county on the same day. At that time, people were panicked. All the doors didn't know what went wrong. Some people destroyed the evidence overnight, and some people started to ask around. Is there any stranger in the county?

And the only person they could find out was a young couple who came to look for relatives. They looked like they came from a wealthy family, but it was quite common to see the lock in their hands here.

These big families all had a mind, so when Song Beiyun came to the door the next day, this time he was not only warmly welcomed in, but also treated like a distinguished guest.

"Young master, thank you very much." Song Beiyun cupped his hands to the old man who was sitting in the family: "Please help me a lot."

"Since this brother comes to the county, he is a guest of the county, so please don't worry about it."

With a full smile on his face, Song Beiyun took out some local products and souvenirs he bought on the way and handed them to the butler, then cupped his hands and thanked him three times before going out.

Tonight, nothing happened.Immediately, this group of refined people probably knew the reason, and after further understanding, they found that this young man also came to the door at that time, but was turned away.

Coincidentally, something happened to their house that night. If there is no connection, it will be unreasonable. Judging from the current situation, this person is basically from Beijing, and it may belong to someone else. Relatives.But he didn't seem to be here to investigate anything. Judging from this person's whereabouts in the past few days, he seemed to be really looking for someone.

So as soon as Song Beiyun left, the people from these big families sat together to discuss. There is a saying that it is easier to invite the Buddha than to give it away. It is the greatest gift for such a person to finish his work quickly and let him go away. To provoke, after all, this kind of ignorant person is terrible.

On the second day, even before Song Beiyun got up, several big households began to deal with this matter. Their roots are here, and even the Imperial City Secretary can't match the control over this place. A large number of people The hands followed the clues of the lock that Song Beiyun had given them, and spread out.

When Song Beiyun got up, he called someone to ask him this question, but he just chuckled and didn't say a word.

But Qiaoyun was at a loss. She wondered why Song Beiyun was able to be driven by such aloof and powerful households willingly just by doing these strange things, and he still seemed to spare no effort.

Really, it's like magic.

"The real charm of power is not to decide the life or death of others, but to change the rules of the game." After washing up, Song Beiyun picked up the hot porridge cooked by Qiaoyun, took a sip, it was too hot, and quickly put down his mouth and said, "I gave it to you." If they have a new way of playing, they have to follow my rules. I don’t tell them who I am, and they won’t ask. The two sides get things done with a tacit understanding, and everyone lives in peace. This is the world.”

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he picked up the pickles and put them into the gruel to stir. He raised his head and thought about it, and said with a smile, "The world is not about fighting and killing, it's about the way of the world."

"Then the person you investigated..."

"He broke the law." Song Beiyun spread his hands innocently: "If you break the law, you will be investigated."

"But what about the others..."

"The sky net is restored, but the Dharma also needs to be proved, so there is no omission."

No matter from which angle, Song Beiyun's words blocked him. Although Qiaoyun still didn't understand, he felt that Song Beiyun was a truly remarkable person, as if everything in the world made him see in his eyes, and he was only 25 years old. Only old.Looking back at those people of the same age in the market, there are many people who are still confused after thirty.

With the participation of local snakes, everything seemed to be going smoothly. They even knew everyone who was still alive, and found fifteen suitable people in just three to five days.

First of all, these people all made copper locks back then, all gave birth to daughters and abandoned them.

Whether there are Qiaoyun's parents among the fifteen people, Song Beiyun actually thinks the probability is not high, but at least this knot must be solved.Even if it is a farewell this time, it still needs a ceremony.

People, many pimples are due to not saying goodbye seriously, and some things that should have been said are not said, which can really be blocked in the heart for a lifetime, and use this lifetime to heal the regret of this moment.

But when it was Qiaoyun's turn to identify it, this woman who could hold a red-tasseled spear in her hand and throw a beautiful carbine back at the red shovel became a little strange.

She kept saying that she only hated her biological parents, but she got up on the fourth watch, changing four or five pieces of clothes in turn, and had to let Song Beiyun see if they looked good.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's all beautiful..."

Song Beiyun turned over on the bed and muttered, "It's winter, it's not even light yet."

"You didn't even look at it."

"What's the point? You're as beautiful as a fairy in a hemp bag."

Qiaoyun really believed it, she happily changed into her favorite clothes, and then sat beside her without making a sound.

After a while, Song Beiyun found that Qiaoyun hadn't moved. He raised his head and stared at it with confused eyes, only to find that she was sitting there grabbing the threads on the tablecloth. Half of the tablecloth was almost bald by her, but Qiaoyun Still grabbing unconsciously.

"Are you nervous?"

"Impossible." Qiaoyun was terrified by Song Beiyun's voice, and quickly stopped what she was doing, denying it categorically, "Nothing."

"It's normal to be nervous." Song Beiyun got up and put on his clothes: "If I can still see my mother, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep for the first three days. But you have to be mentally prepared, these fifteen people may not be Your parents, it just happened to be at that time. And it has been more than 20 years, it is hard to say whether they are still alive."

Although these words are cruel, the truth is that, Qiaoyun is not a person who cannot accept the reality, she responded softly, her mood was obviously depressed, but soon she raised her head again and said with a smile: "No matter what, There will be peace of mind when there is a result.”

"Ah."

Finally, when the red sun was rising, the other side also sent someone to inform Song Beiyun that everything was ready, so Song Beiyun took Qiaoyun, who had cold hands and feet, into the carriage and came to a house.

The following is the process of recognizing relatives. Qiaoyun has a birthmark on her body, and the copper lock is also engraved with words. According to the content at hand, the only useful information about this lock is that the blacksmith at that time was in the village. When casting copper locks, different characters will be engraved on them according to the requirements of those parents. They are illiterate. This is the only scholar in the village at that time. Therefore, the content on each copper lock is different. .

Serious parents probably wouldn't say that they had forgotten these important and indicative contents. If they really forgot even this, it would make no difference whether to look for it or not.

Naturally, Qiaoyun couldn't be allowed to go alone at such a time, so Song Beiyun went in with her to "interview" these people.

But the problem is that many people here can't even speak Mandarin, and the dialect is really fascinating, and they don't know what they are talking about. After listening for a long time, they have to ask for the whole translation.

"It seems that after I go back, my brother Beipo will have to release the entire orthographic dictionary." Song Beiyun sighed and said, "The communication is not smooth within the same country, how can we fix it in the future."

Qiaoyun laughed at his whispering, which relieved a lot of the tense atmosphere.With the help of the translator, they quickly put the "interview" work back on track.

Because of the long time, it is difficult to verify many things, and not all of the people are good people. These people all know that these two people are here to find relatives, and when they see their gorgeous clothes and high-end manners, some people So he started to think differently, anyway, he just said that he was Qiaoyun's relatives.