Song Beiyun, who was unconscious, was sent back to the room. When Qiaoyun was about to untie his clothes, he sat up with a slight noise.

"you……"

"Shh." Song Beiyun made a gesture of silence, and then blew out the candle.

Not long after, the sound of the bed in the room creaked and the sound of gasping gradually came. After hearing this, people outside looked at each other, revealing a look that everyone understood, and then they dispersed.

"how?"

County Magistrate Yang was still sitting at the dinner table. When he saw the two people who were sending the county magistrate back, he immediately started asking.

And the two of them looked at me, I looked at you, and then laughed at the same time. One of them said, "He is young and he started doing things not long before. He is a person with a temperament."

County Magistrate Yang shook his head gently and said, "Closing it out, let's break up today."

This man seemed to be a bastard. Looking back on what he did today, he was not what a scholar should have, and he was even more dandy than the common playboys. This thing was not pretending. If it weren't for his nature, he could not show it out at all. The county magistrate could see this at a glance.

At the dinner table, he talked about the Qinhuai romanticism, and knew the fireworks in Jinling City and Luzhou City, and could even casually express the preferences of several popular brands.

This kind of person is not a threat at all. But when the man said that he had sent him back, he started to do things. County Magistrate Yang couldn't help but think that when he was eighteen or nineteen years old, he was so fierce, but in a trance he also felt a little envious.

When everyone had dispersed, Song Beiyun lit the candle again, looked at Qiaoyun who had only rolled his eyes at him, and whispered: "Sister Qiaoyun is a good actor. If you hadn't been to your body today, I would have been serious."

Qiaoyun gently hit him: "It's time to go to bed, but it's getting late."

"This carved bed, tsk." Song Beiyun picked up the teacup and took a sip, and patted the newly bought carved bed: "It's so grand, you can try it in a few days."

"Talk nonsense all day long, go to bed quickly! Get up early tomorrow."

"Get orders!"

Song Beiyun washed it with the water that Qiaoyun got, and then he had no thoughts. After all, he had been tired for a few days and had not slept well. Now he could sleep well with the fragrant and soft sister Qiaoyun. It was better than anything else.

As for those stupid people who want to drink, they really think too much. Just their degree, Song Beiyun can drink them all by himself. As for the clichés, they are so tender... they are really too tender. Only Song Beiyun has always been plagiarized by others, and no one has ever been able to plagiarize his words. After all, living in this broken era, there are always some things that need to be careful.

Judging from today's dinner, the county government is of course a piece of iron bucket. It is no exaggeration to say that all of them are from the Yang County Magistrate.

Perhaps if all his people were not cleared out, Song Beiyun wanted to do this, and it would be the stupidest thing to start a conflict when he came up. Take your time, and they would think they were a soft persimmon.

The next day, Song Beiyun was slow to get up until noon was approaching. He was wearing a loose jacket and didn't look like a county magistrate. When he first went out, he saw County Magistrate Yang taking a few servants and maids to the direction of the back house.

"Brother Yang."

"Mr. County Magistrate."

County Magistrate Yang's expression was extremely awkward, and he hurriedly bowed and bowed: "I was so sorry that the old man had offended him yesterday.

"No, no, Brother Yang is polite. It would be rude to not get drunk in our hometown Nagada." Song Beiyun said with a smile, and then he pointed at the maids around him: "Is this?"

"Since the county magistrate took office, the county government has lost his command. The new county magistrate has not had any commanders around him. I went to the county to find a few families and invited a few servants and maids."

"It's so good." Song Beiyun clapped his hands and smiled, "But I'm so troubled Brother Yang."

County Magistrate Yang smiled bitterly and sighed in his heart... There is no such a superior in the world. He shouted at his subordinates one by one. If someone with interest listened to him, he might even cause much trouble.

So I kept comforting Song Beiyun and asked him to go back and have a little rest. After they were settled, someone would cook for him.

After Song Beiyun thanked him repeatedly, his first sentence was to ask where there are brothels in the county...

"Sir, it's better not to go about this matter. If people see it, they may cause trouble."

"That's a pity." Song Beiyun sighed: "Then do you know which family has that kind of unreasonable good girl?"

Can you still call a good girl if you are not serious? Be more sober, sir!

County Magistrate Yang suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath and said, "Sir, you have to accumulate energy. There are still many things in this yamen that need to be done by the adults."

"Ah?" Song Beiyun's face immediately collapsed instinctively: "Do you still have to work?"

Well, County Magistrate Yang originally thought that what he came was just a gilded waste, but now it seems that this person is really inferior to that of a waste. In the past, the county magistrate, even when he first came, he wanted to do something, even if he was catching attendance and managing discipline.

But this guy... came up and said, "Do you still have to work?" How self-deprecating and how lazy he is.

County Magistrate Yang didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore, so he found an excuse to get out quickly, then turned around and went to the Zhou family, telling Song Beiyun's various behaviors to the head of the Zhou family.

"But take it seriously? Not pretending?"

"Not like it." Yang County Magistrate shook his head and said, "The guy has a slutty look on his body, and he is lustful and confused. He is born to be like eating and waiting to die."

"Hahahaha, it seems that as you and I expected, Brother Yang, your good days are not far away." The head of the Zhou family patted Yang County Magistrate's shoulder, and then suddenly thought of something: "What do you think if you deduct this tax evasion on his head?"

"It's not the time yet, let's make a decision in a few days." Yang County Magistrate narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, saying, "Now that the eyeliner has been inserted, it's better to take a look first."

Song Beiyun was squatting in the toilet and humming a song, holding a small notebook in his hand. Just now, he had asked Qiaoyun to fill in the hometown information of these people in the name of his mistress. After Song Beiyun thought about it carefully, he circled out a list of suspected four insiders.

After he walked out, he still looked like a playboy, and began to wander around the back house. When he saw the maids, he started to touch his feet when he went up, hugging them, making the girls dare not speak out.

All of this was recorded by several insiders, and Song Beiyun was not doing anything randomly. As long as he saw that there were eyeliners around him, he would start to do some rogue things.

At night, County Magistrate Yang also received receipts from his spies. He probably said that the man was doing nothing all day long, and he was not shy about his maids except wandering around in the mansion, and he did not hesitate at all.

Moreover, he seemed to have set up a few strange stoves in the backyard, as if he was about to start refining alchemy...

"Hiss... This is not an ordinary bastard." Yang County Magistrate took a deep breath: "Alchemy..."

Any scholar knows what this alchemy is. Not an ordinary bastard will never get involved in the alchemy industry. Now it seems that this guy is really a weirdo in the world.

Yang County Chief, who had originally expected Song Beiyun to die quickly, is now praying in his heart that he must not refine alchemy and eat himself to death. After all, this time the pig was sent over. If the pig died, the next time he would be someone who would come would be a difficult guy.

"No... I have to protect him well." County Magistrate Yang made a decision and said to the subordinate: "Let's go and visit our county magistrate."

He did it as soon as he said, and a few people went to the back house. As soon as he knocked on the door and walked in, he saw Song Beiyun squatting in a strange stove while raising charcoal and blew the wind. There was a strange smell in the yard.

It's indeed an alchemy...

"Oh, Brother Yang." Song Beiyun stood up: "Don't worry, don't worry, this furnace of elixir will be done immediately. I will divide Brother Yang with a few. This is a good thing. After eating it, you can fight hard for a night and still be able to keep the golden spear from falling."

No, no... County Magistrate Yang's face turned green, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Sir, I am here because I want to discuss something with you."

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait for this furnace of elixir to come out."

"Sir, I'm in a hurry!"

When Song Beiyun heard his tone, he stood up and sighed: "What a 100,000-year-old man, can't wait for tomorrow."

"It's about the ex-county magistrate who fell into the water. According to the rules, the adults must verify it."

"Ha????" Song Beiyun's expression became surprised: "Let me check a dead person? If you don't go, it's very unlucky. If you don't go, don't go! You can check it."

"Sir!" Yang County Magistrate sighed: "It is of great importance at this time. Didn't anyone tell you when you came?"

"What do you think? My father-in-law told me something, but I forgot it." Song Beiyun said embarrassedly: "But let me check the dead, how could I do this... Brother Yang..."

Song Beiyun took a deep breath and looked at Yang County Magistrate pitifully.

"Oh... it's really hard for you." Yang County Magistrate laughed in his heart, but his face was serious: "Grandmaster will follow me to visit tomorrow, and he knows it."

"Do you want to see the dead?"

"want."

"Don't go, don't go..." Song Beiyun waved his hands repeatedly: "This summer, these days are smelly."

"Sir!!!" County Magistrate Yang was helpless when he saw his ghost look: "It's good to see from a distance."

Song Beiyun sighed, and County Magistrate Yang was obviously afraid that Song Beiyun would feed him the elixir, so he hurriedly left after he finished speaking.

After he left, Song Beiyun continued to refine the alchemy, but he already had an idea in his mind. He carefully recalled some of the characteristics of the dissection and then savored some forensic knowledge.

In fact, sometimes I really have to thank my legs for my previous life because I could only stay at home. Song Beiyun could only rely on various books to anesthesia. Although he was not necessarily proficient, he had some knowledge of many things. In addition, he had verified it over and over again in this life, saying that he was the number one coroner in the world was definitely not an exaggeration.
Chapter completed!