After all, A Qiao still didn't go to Song Beiyun at night. Maybe it was the dangerous intuition of the little animals, or Song Beiyun was born with the word "danger", or maybe because the girl was thin-skinned, she didn't go.

However, Aqiao, who was so curious that she couldn't sleep for half a night in the morning, ran to pull Song Beiyun from the warm bed with a pancake and some meat sauce.

In fact, this kind of behavior is no different from sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth. Anyway, Song Beiyun doesn't need to divide it into day and night. He is quite unspecified.

But he was not particular, and some people were even more particular. When Song Beiyun's hands were about to penetrate Achu's collar, the wooden door of his room was pushed open, and then Yang Niuer's death look was revealed.

"Brother! I heard from my sister-in-law that you want to study. I have prepared a good lamb leg for you and two egg-laying chickens. You can make up for it."

Yang Niu'er's loud voice was so loud that she wanted to make dust fall from the beams of the house. He didn't care what Song Beiyun and Aqiao were doing now. He walked into the house and sat in front of him, Brother Song, and threw the lamb legs wrapped in oil paper on the ground, picked up the pancake and picked up the meat sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I'll leave first, you guys are chatting."

Aqiao stood up with a red face and acted as she was about to walk out.

"Sister-in-law, don't leave. You touch yours, I'll come and see my brother."

This mess... To be honest, this really made Song Beiyun amuse him. He really didn't treat himself as an outsider. But he was not ashamed, so A Qiao couldn't hold it anymore. She kicked Song Beiyun angrily, covered her face and snatched out of the door.

Song Beiyun sighed helplessly, picked up the water cup and took some water in the water tank, and squatted at the door to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth. While he was washing up, Yang Niuer started yelling in the room: "The boss Ye asked me to go to his place as a guard tomorrow. I thought this would be a good job, but I still have to listen to my brother's statement."

"Oh?" Song Beiyun wiped his face and stood up: "What did the Ye family tell you?"

"An, I also gave me a leg of lamb, saying that it was a black sheep brought from the Northwest Tartars. He couldn't eat it anymore, so I asked me to bring it to you. I thought that this leg of lamb was not enough for a few days, so I went to find two old chickens. The chicken and sheep were stewed in a pot, and even the gods couldn't sit still."

Song Beiyun stood up and said, "No, you can't go to his place to ask for life."

"What?" Yang Niu'er touched her head and didn't know why: "Don't my brother shout at Uncle Ye?"

"I call him Uncle Ye or my uncle. You know what he does. If their backers fall, they will be uprooted. A few days ago, a servant escaped. Didn't that person just act as a guard in the north? His boss's backers fall, and the family of eighty people were destroyed overnight, and they didn't even let a dog go. If you go, he would be licking blood from the knife, which is not suitable."

Song Beiyun told Yang Niuer very seriously that although Yang Niuer was in a bad mood, he had few friends who could talk to him in this place, and Yang Niuer was one of them. If he really went to Ye’s house, according to the current speed of changes in the court, maybe the pillar behind Ye’s house would collapse one day. On that day, the Ye family, which seemed to be a big family, was the meat on the chopping board of others, and they could not escape or escape. The accumulated wealth had to be paid back the debts of the past. It was not enough for everyone to push them down. Some people even wanted to dig all the ancestral tombs for him.

So for Yang Niu'er's consideration, he can't let him go to that place wherever he goes, otherwise he wouldn't live much time if he was like this.

"Okay, then I'll say hello to the manager and reply to his kindness."

Yang Niu'er didn't listen to anyone, just listened to Song Beiyun's words. He knew that he was not very smart, so there was nothing wrong with listening to Brother Song's words.

"That's it." Song Beiyun looked up and down at Yang Niu'er: "You will set off to Nanjing City tomorrow and go to the Chen family's medicine shop. They are friends with them. If you go to be an apprentice, you can be considered a skill. Even if the world is chaotic, you will not lose your livelihood."

"Brother Song...this...I..."

Yang Niu'er's eyes became hot. He knew that Song Beiyun was finding a way for him in the future. No one had treated him like this since her mother died.

"Stop, stop, stop." Song Beiyun raised his hand: "You are like a bear, crying in front of me, I can't stand the disgust."

After he finished speaking, he came to the desk and took out paper and pen, wrote a letter of introduction, and blew the ink and handed it to Yang Niuer: "Just look for their shopkeepers, you have to remember that if you are an apprentice, you have to hide your nest. Let me know that you are making trouble, don't blame me for breaking your legs."

Although the guy and the apprentice do similar things, there are really a big difference. Although Yang Niuer is stupid, she has a good memory and doesn't need anything else. As long as you write down the medicinal materials, pharmacology and some ready-made prescriptions, you will have to have at least one bite of food in your life. Let's not talk about the good or bad food. Anyway, it's true that you can't starve to death.

"Damn... I left two pancakes for me. I didn't do anything when I came up. I dried all pancakes." Song Beiyun grabbed the basket: "I haven't eaten enough and I'll go find A Qiao outside, don't eat mine."

"Okay, okay, what my brother said is...I'll go find my sister-in-law now." Yang Niu'er carefully picked up the letter, for fear of being wet. She even pulled off some oil paper from the mutton and wrapped it up again before putting it in her arms: "Then... I'll be able to study for a long time. When my brother gets the top scorer, I'll ask my brother to go to the kiln."

"Are you a little promising?" Song Beiyun sighed: "Get out, I should go to the study too. If you don't go, Brother Yusheng will have to carry a whip."

Yang Niu'er left the room with a silly smile, and A Qiao was waiting downstairs. As soon as he came over, he immediately grabbed his collar: "Yang Niu'er comes here."

"Ah?" Yang Niu'er was taken to the kitchen for no reason: "What's wrong with sister-in-law?"

"Say, why did the county magistrate's son break his leg?"

When A Qiao asked, she looked at Yang Niuer's eyes and kept glancing at the stove next to her. She laughed and took out a few cakes from the cage and a few buns that Song Beiyun taught her to make: "To be honest, I will give it to you."

"Thank you sister-in-law, thank you sister-in-law."

"Don't be busy eating, talk to me first."

If she couldn't ask Song Beiyun, she asked Yang Niuer. How could Aqiao know that these two people were colluding with each other? Moreover, Yang Niuer was not as sharp and smooth as Song Beiyun, so it was easy for him to speak.

Sure enough, under the pressure of "sister-in-law" and the temptation of the buns, she told Aqiao everything about the past few days. After this, Aqiao was blinded by this trick. She didn't expect that the light words "The county magistrate's leg is broken" in Song Beiyun's mouth were actually more exciting than opera.

"Later, the head of Ye came to the door and asked the county magistrate to pay off the debt. Of course, it was impossible to pay it back, so the county magistrate had to break his son's legs in person. I heard that both legs were broken, but it was so miserable."

After Yang Niuer finished speaking, she picked up the bun and ate it: "I'm afraid I won't be able to go out one year."

Aqiao nodded with satisfaction: "Hmph, I deserve it to ask him to beat me Brother Yusheng. Are you enough? Come on, sister-in-law bring you a few more."

He got ten hot and fragrant meat buns from Aqiao. Yang Niu'er smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. Aqiao said generously: "Eat slowly, there is not enough."

"Enough is enough, I'm going to Nanjing City now, I'm just eating on the way."

Aqiao looked at Yang Niuer and asked in confusion: "What are you going to do?"

"Brother said..."

At this moment, Song Beiyun was already sitting at the desk and studying hard with Yu Sheng. To be honest, he hated such rote memorization, but he had no choice. After all, this thing is just like practicing questions before the college entrance examination. Even though he knew that there was nothing to use after the college entrance examination, he wouldn't do it if he didn't practice it.

However, Song Beiyun is not the kind of person who sits there to memorize the book. While Yu Sheng was scratching his head and doing the exam, he took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and carefully peeled them up. While eating melon seeds, he looked at the mist and rain outside the window, and hummed the door ring in his mouth to make the green.

"Beiyun!"

A scream scared him and quickly put away the melon seeds. When he turned around, he found Yu Sheng looking at him angrily. When he looked at the posture, he sighed sadly: "It's over..."

After being scolded, Song Beiyun had to honestly review the book, but while reading the book, he didn't know where he was floating.

He had calculated his life before. This year was about 1010 AD. This year should have been the emperor of Emperor Zhenzong of Song Dynasty, but now he is a person named Zhao Xing. History is completely different from the history he is familiar with. If you remember correctly, Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty was born this year. When you think of Zhao Zhen, you think of the Eight Virtues, Bao Hei Tan and Zhan Zhao.

But now, everything is different. The turning point of history was about 40 years ago. Since forty years ago, history has been no longer the direction that Song Beiyun knew. It has embarked on a brand new direction without any records.

"Brother Yusheng, it's so boring."

Song Beiyun threw the pen and said, "Look for something to do."

Yusheng looked up slightly and looked at Song Beiyun: "If you study with peace of mind, I will take you to my classmate's spring meeting tomorrow afternoon."

"Is there anything fun?"

"It's quite interesting. They are all young talents, and some younger generations will go there too. They are about the same age as you, so you can communicate with them."

Song Beiyun curled his lips: "What does that mean?"

Yusheng chuckled: "If you don't tell Aqiao, I will tell you that there are many young ladies who are as beautiful as flowers and will go."

"Trade!" Song Beiyun raised the rituals in his hand: "Is it true that I recite the rituals today? Is it a little bit!"

Seeing Song Beiyun's appearance, Yusheng smiled helplessly and shook his head, and then continued to study hard. Song Beiyun was also serious, just to see those little ladies who looked like flowers tomorrow.

He is not lustful. After all, he hasn't seen a few girls here who are more handsome than Aqiao in recent years. He just wants to have a better understanding. As for talented women, such a literary young woman is the stupidest. She thinks she is full of talent. After all, she can write a few bad poems and some obscene lyrics. That's all. Just this thing, Song Beiyun can steal three or five hundred poems a day. Li Qingzhao hasn't been born yet, right?
Chapter completed!