The heavy rain in the middle of summer should have been a burst, but I never saw it being dark outside this morning, and then I got up all at once and it didn't finish it.

The weather was so bad that nothing had to be done. Song Beiyun sat next to the corridor under the patio, watching the heavy rain falling, and a fat tabby cat was lying on his legs. The frog was wet in the rain not far from him, croaking.

"Sir, drink tea."

"Oh, put it next to you."

Song Beiyun didn't look back. The little girl he brought back yesterday put down the tea and did not leave. She just stood behind him: "Sir, if you want something else, just give me an order."

"Um."

Song Beiyun responded lightly, but then he didn't say anything again. He was going to say hello to Huang Xiucai who spread rumors, but now it seems that he is probably incredible to move around.

"Bi Luo, why are you called Bi Luo?"

This question can be said to be a very fucking problem, just like why Song Beiyun called Song Beiyun, how can I say this thing?

"I……"

"Okay, I understand." Song Beiyun raised his hand: "Don't say it."

"oh……"

Song Beiyun was very bored and stretched: "Qiaoyun, Sister Qiaoyun."

"Here." Qiaoyun walked out of the house and came to him: "Call me?"

Seeing her come out, Song Beiyun pointed to the little girl beside him: "Twist her into the well."

The little girl's face turned pale at that time and she was almost gone...

However, Qiaoyun smiled and hit him, and said to the little girl: "Don't listen to him nonsense. He can say such things all day long. Just pretend you didn't hear it."

"I'll tell you the truth." Song Beiyun turned around: "Then you throw it away, I'll save it. Hurry up."

Although I didn't know what Song Beiyun was going to do, Qiaoyun still discussed with the Biluo and got her consent and threw her into the well. Song Beiyun jumped down desperately and pulled her up.

Then he walked to Qiaoyun and shouted loudly, while using her eyes. Qiaoyun understood and swung her hand and slapped her big mouth on his face.

At that time, Song Beiyun's face became swollen. He hugged the little girl who was only about one meter and four meters tall and left without looking back.

Qiaoyun stood on her head and saw a bunch of question marks popping up, but she still shouted behind her: "You go, don't come back if you leave!"

All the servants and maids were frightened by this scene, but Song Beiyun didn't care about that, and hugged the green snail and rushed straight to the Zhou family.

When the Zhou family knocked on the door, the official saw that the county magistrate looked so embarrassed, he quickly let him walk into the room and quickly informed Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing hurriedly put on his clothes and drove out. When he saw such a Song Beiyun, he was also shocked and hurriedly raised his umbrella and stepped forward: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Song Beiyun sucked the teeth, held back tears and put the Bisai on the ground, and said with great grievance: "I was about to have a bit of affection with Bisai, but the tigress of my family rushed in, threw the Bisai into the well, and then went down to rescue it, and slapped the tigress in the face."

As he said that, he even put his face in front of Zhou Jing. Zhou Jing looked at it, beloved... If this slap hits a person with weak bones, he may be able to kill him with a slap.

Song Beiyun's face was red and purple, and even the palm lines were clearly visible in the swollen area. You can imagine how cruel this time was.

Looking at the Biluo beside him, his body was already wet and trembling, and his body was covered with moss that was only found in the well. Most of the same was true for Song Beiyun. His hand also rubbed a piece of flesh and blood mixed with rain, dyeing a large piece of sleeves.

"Oh, brother, go in quickly..."

Zhou Jing took Song Beiyun into the house and quickly asked someone to get clean clothes to change it for him, and the green snail was also taken to the back house.

After changing into clothes, Song Beiyun sat on the stool and covered his face, saying with aggrieved expression: "Brother Zhou, I really can't stand it anymore."

Seeing him like this, Zhou Jing was also quite sympathetic. Song Beiyun had told him before that he was actually a novice-infidelity. His wife was rich and powerful at home, and she ate from her family and used from her family. Even if she became an official, her father-in-law paid for her money.

It’s not unreasonable now. If you don’t say anything else, just this slap is enough to show his status at home. No wonder he used to be nostalgic for the fireworks, which no man could stand.

The concubine I sent yesterday was about to be thrown into the well today. It seems that the wife of Lord Song is also a cruel person.

Zhou Jing comforted her for a while and asked her servants to bring a bowl of oil tea soup to warm up Song Beiyun. After drinking the soup, Song Beiyun sighed: "Brother Zhou, I'm coward..."

"Okay, OK, Brother Song." Zhou Jing sighed, "So what can I do?"

"Brother Zhou, I know you are a very smart person. Please think of a solution for me." Song Beiyun said almost begging: "Being this broken official... is very boring."

Zhou Jing looked at Song Beiyun's eyes carefully, but did not reply directly, but just smiled: "My brother wait a moment to make it easier for me."

"Brother Zhou, please..."

He quickly returned to the back house, found the Biluo who had changed his clothes, and turned the other people away with his eyes, then sat there and asked, "Biluo, have you really been thrown from the well?"

When Biluo mentioned this, his face became unfavorable. He would cry as soon as he slapped his mouth, but Zhou Jing frowned: "I made you cry?"

"Go back to Master...yes..." Biluo replied cryingly: "This morning, Lord Song saw heavy rain falling from the sky, and he couldn't go anywhere else... so... he wanted to be intimate with me. Then his wife broke in and threw me into the well. The adult jumped down to save me, and then he was beaten by his wife."

"Hold you?"

Biluo raised his hand, and there was a red mark formed by me.

"Wow..."

Zhou Jing believed it, but really believed it, no matter how suspicious he was, he couldn't doubt it. He couldn't do it even if a big man could do it.

Biluo is lying. She is actually very nervous, but this kind of nervousness is more in line with the attitude she should have when talking now, so Zhou Jing did not hear any clues.

As for how Song Beiyun asked her to lie, it is certainly not enough to rely on her personal charm alone. Naturally, she is taking advantage of her fear of Zhou Jing and her yearning for freedom as a bargaining chip. Song Beiyun is a person who doesn’t talk about ideals with others. He just talks about reality. If you want to go home, you are afraid that you can’t support yourself? It doesn’t matter. As long as you work with him, Song Beiyun, you will have whatever you want.

Biluo is relatively simple. She was brainwashed by Song Beiyun in one night. In the true sense, she encouraged and instigated her to turn from the eye that Zhou Jing was inserted into the eye that Song Beiyun was inserted.

But in fact, it doesn't matter anymore. Zhou Jing's countdown is approaching. Song Beiyun roughly estimated that a series of things were about to break out. At that time, we would wait for the county magistrate to have a conflict with Zhou Jing, and Song Beiyun steadily poached the tiger behind the Zhou family to beat the tiger.

It is very dangerous to dig tigers, but Song Beiyun is afraid that no matter how big a tiger is, he can still be as big as the royal tiger? He is now the spokesperson of the royal family and the true emperor's journey. With such a trump card there, he is not panicked at all.

It’s great to dismantle the civil service group’s station, it’s really great…

Zhou Jing returned to the front hall, and looked at Song Beiyun sitting there with a smile on his face. He took the tea and took a sip: "My brother, I will tell you, I am the first-rank second-rank official in the capital, some governors and magistrates. If you want to rise to the top, you can guarantee that you will be promoted to three levels within three years, but I will give you a warning that as long as you get on this boat, you will not be able to get off."

"Whatever you do, as long as you can avoid being tricked by the tiger, I will do whatever Brother Zhou asked me to do!"

Zhou Jing laughed with satisfaction: "This is what you said, you have to consider it clearly. I am not afraid to tell you that if this matter leaks out, no one can keep your head."

Song Beiyun subconsciously shrank his head, but finally gritted his teeth and straightened his back: "I'm afraid he's doing something! I'll do it! I'll do it with my brother!"

"Okay!" Zhou Jing clapped his hands and laughed: "Since my brother is so happy, then I will teach you well!"

Zhou Jing was not afraid of anything. He was afraid of anything. Behind him, there were a group of tigers. He was just the pawn. It would be okay to listen to Song Beiyun.

So he spent a day introducing these profitable activities to Song Beiyun. To put it bluntly, he was fetching. As for whom he fetched, of course he was fetching the country's fetching.

Their business is mainly smuggling, which involves so many aspects that make Song Beiyun amazed. The smoke and iron are one piece, which is something controlled by the state, but they still have a way. For example, today a certain real estate has more than 13,000 kilograms of iron, and then it will be reported to be 9,000 kilograms. What did the remaining 4,000 kilograms? It was naturally sold.

Who should I sell it to? Of course, whoever wants to give it to whom! No matter what the hell is the Jin, Liao and Mongolian Uighurs, as long as someone is willing to spend money, this four thousand kilograms of iron belongs to whom.

In addition to salt and iron, there is also food.

The more famine they were, the more they made, but the grain was different from salt soil, so they reported the disaster. For example, a certain place had a good harvest, but it reported the disaster. The court came to check and found the news a month before the local government checked. When the inspection came, the things in the field had long been gone, and the land could be exposed to the sun.

Where did the food go? Of course, it was stored in the warehouse. As for those victims and people, who cares about them, would they die if they die, and the food would not move.

"In other words, even in this year of disaster, the granaries of many state prefectures are full?"

"That's natural." Zhou Jing smiled and said, "You and I are just a small piece in their hands. There are countless people in the world. Don't blame this person for being in a bad mood. If you want to blame, blame this world, brother."

Song Beiyun nodded slightly: "No matter how many, I just want to climb up anyway, who cares about the life and death of those untouchables?"

"Hahaha, okay, this is the best idea, it's easy to do things." Zhou Jing took out the basic account: "Come on, brother. Today I will let you take a try."

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Chapter completed!