Wang's father was really scared and almost depressed these two days. A few days ago, the Siming Department received a secret report saying that someone wanted to kill Song Beiyun, the "instructor", and the old eunuch who was preparing to serve Zhao Xing's meal was immediately sweating.

He told Zhao Xing the news. Without saying a word, Zhao Xing immediately ordered him and his Simingsi to go to protect Song Beiyun. Before leaving, he said, "If he lives, you will live, and if he dies, don't go back."

The journey was 800 miles long. It was originally a journey of four or five days, but as soon as I arrived in Qimen County, I learned that Song Beiyun had already set off.

So he took the people to chase after him, but because there were too many forks on the road, Wang Fan had to spread the people and search separately.

When he passed by the wild village shop in the morning, he saw the house still burning. He thought to himself that something was wrong, and he quickly rushed into the collapsed fire. With his strong ability, Gao Shengsheng dragged out several burnt corpses inside.

But after identification, there was no one here with the same figure as Song Beiyun. Wang's heart, which had originally sunk to the bottom of the sea, throbbed again, and he stepped up his steps and followed the traces of the ruts.

"You little servant, you are really hidden." Wang Fan sat there, holding a teacup: "I thought you were dead, but I never gave you a happy life and speak loudly in this free and easy manner."

"I've let go of the words, but which of your eyes is watching me enjoy the joy of being happy?" Song Beiyun pointed to the surroundings: "This ghost place, tell me how to be happy."

Qiaoyun poked him secretly with her elbow, but she didn't say anything anymore. After all, she knew who the person in front of her was. Not only the close servants around the emperor, but also the leader of the vast power of the great Siming Department. The Siming Department herself had contact with them. They were all a group of people who killed people without blinking, and they were only for the royal family and were loyal.

Wang Baobao didn't answer, just laughed. After all, he, a disabled person, told a healthy boy about sensual things about love and romance. Wouldn't that be humiliating himself?

"By the way." Song Beiyun took a sip of egg flower soup: "What is your Simingsi doing? I often hear people say that they can say everything."

The two behind the old eunuch looked at each other, and the old eunuch was silent for a long time before speaking: "Si Ming Si Ming, it is Si Ming."

"This is just like not saying it. You should go to Honglu Temple. Being a diplomat is considered to be a diplomat." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "But it depends on the things you do, it should be the emperor's ears, noses and throats, and then you often do some shameful things, such as saving orphans and widows, killing traitors."

The old eunuch's eyes were almost rolling to the sky, but after all, this matter was very private, so he couldn't refute anything. Let the bastard say it. After all, Prince Fu said, don't bother with this little bastard too much, he is a bastard.

Seeing the old eunuch's virtue, Song Beiyun laughed and continued to slash: "But I want me to tell you, the spy leader, is really a failure."

Wang's partner did not say anything and let him ridicule it. It was also a miserable thing. He, the eunuch who served the three dynasties, had to be polite when all the civil and military officials saw it, wanted to be humble in front of such a mess. It was really not worth it in this world.

"Don't be angry when I said it." Song Beiyun picked up a small stick, drew a square on the ground, and then wrote "Collect, destroy, spread rumors, eliminate traitors, comments, lurking, bribery, assassinate, and rescue."

"This is the nine responsibilities that a normal Anglobe should have." Song Beiyun scratched his head after writing: "It's like this in Naruto."

Wang Fan scratched his face: "What is Hokage?"

"A department of Japan."

When he heard Japan, Wang Fan showed a disdainful expression on his face, and Song Beiyun looked at him with a slanted eye: "What right do you have to look down on someone else if you are weak? Will you die if you are humble?"

OK, okay, don't argue with this evil man. Anyway, Siming Si has investigated this bastard many times these days, and probably has touched this guy's character, that is, he is unreasonable and disturbs others. Not only that, but this person is a little strange.

According to normal principles, this person with great talent is either arrogant and transcends the world. Or he is determined to be promoted and wealth, or to serve the country. There are many people who just don’t like this world and plan to make trouble.

But this guy is talented or not? Of course, there is. Even the King of Thailand praised this person and King Fu even praised him to the sky.

But how can this guy be described? Not only does he not have the arrogant talent but also a bit lazy. He does not want to be an official or serve the country. He does not dislike this world or feels depressed and unsuccessful. He only works on some strange and lewd skills that others cannot understand, plus he is arrogant, extravagant, lazy, shameless and vulgar, etc.

Wang Baobao has been in charge of the Siming Department for many years. He has never seen such a person. He is like being taken away by someone. His talent and morality are completely incompatible, and he is full of a weird feeling.

In fact, at the beginning, Wang Baobao distrusts this person very much. He has his own hidden thread, and his talent is amazing. He is not the talent of poetry, songs, but the talent of governing the country and saving the world. Eighty or ninety-ninety of such people will cause trouble.

But after careful investigation and investigation from all the people he had come into contact with, all the evidence showed that Song Beiyun's hidden line was the biggest use of secretly transporting thousands of kilograms of grain for him to make wine.

When Wang's partner told Zhao Xing about this, King Fu was there. After listening to it, neither Zhao Xing nor Fu laughed.

Although making wine alone is a crime, for such people, this kind of sin is actually not a sin at all, just like a joke.

As the Grand Secretary of the Siming Department, Wang Baopin is actually the most incomprehensible, because during the national turmoil in the past few years, there were many great talents who had produced great talents who could not form cliques for personal gain or gather people to plot against the chaos, they would not have died in their own hands in the end.

But when he met such a person who was very talented but only knew how to smuggle grain and make wine, he had no choice. Of course, if he really wanted to make trouble, he would not be able to do so, but Zhao Xing gave a death order. If he forced him to another country, he would bring all the three nephews and two nephews of the king to the palace to be eunuchs.

And how could Wang Bao not know that the guy in front of him was the successor trained by His Highness King Fu... It was a pity that Princess Ruibao, who had been pestering herself to be a kite since she was a child.

"I'm teaching you, what a god." Song Beiyun knocked on the ground with a stick: "You are so unhuman, and you will lose your head sooner or later."

Wang Fan lowered his eyelids and let out a whisper from his nose.

"From your current management method, you are chaotic management." Song Beiyun said seriously: "I'm sincere in teaching you, cheer me up, otherwise don't blame me for telling Your Highness Fu how useless you are."

Wang Baobao hated him... This boy was shameless. The talented man was afraid that he would be infected with the stinky smell of the powerful and stayed away and claimed to be a clear stream. However, this boy was just wearing the clothes of the powerful and powerful, and he was pretending to be a tiger's power.

But even if he is angry, what can he do if he is a slave? He is the one chosen by King Fu.

"Okay, you won't listen now, don't regret it then."

Song Beiyun used his feet to touch the things on the ground: "Sister Qiaoyun, go to bed!"

“Hey…”

The old eunuch called out, but found that Song Beiyun was already lying on the ground, covered with a blanket, looking unprepared.

Wang Fan hated him, and his teeth were itchy, but he could not do anything about it. Song Beiyun could not move. If one day the emperor's family could not use him, he would fall into his hands...

"Don't count on it." Song Beiyun suddenly raised his head and looked at him: "I know what you are thinking when you look at your eyes. You Yin and Yang people are just holding it in trouble. I will tell you openly, I have a trick to save my life. I won't be able to do anything if you die."

"Hey..." Old Eunuch Wang stomped his feet and breathed secretly, but he was helpless and helpless, as if he was hitting the cotton with one punch, feeling very uncomfortable.

The next morning, they naturally moved forward again, but this time Song Beiyun could sit in the car, and the horse in front of the car also changed from one to three. A subordinate of the old eunuch drove in front, while the old eunuch sat in the car together and followed Song Beiyun with big eyes.

"This person is the only living thing I have caught." Song Beiyun pointed to the woman on the ground: "I will definitely know something."

"Leave it to me."

"Why?" Song Beiyun frowned: "Of course I have worked hard to capture the prince. You are snatching people from the prince? Do you want to hold the emperor and order the prince?"

After saying this, Wang Banban's face turned pale at first, then turned black and blue, and finally turned red like a pig's liver.

It is okay to talk nonsense, but it is really fatal to say such things. He served the Zhao family for three generations and entered the palace when Zhao Taizu. The Zhao family's suspicious nature really would not allow people with such praise by their side. It is a taboo for eunuchs to interfere in politics.

"Ancestor, I'll call you an ancestor." Wang Fan was convinced, really convinced, not only to be convinced by this man's disobedience and his broken mouth, but also to his backer: "You may talk nonsense, and you will give it to you."

"You hear it clearly, it's for the prince. What's the use of giving it to me? Don't talk nonsense."

Song Beiyun was so happy when he saw the old eunuch's defeated look. In fact, there was no good way to deal with such eunuchs. There were all people like this, and they were all soft people who were hard. No matter how cruel the methods were, they were just eunuchs who looked at the emperor's eyes.

I'm afraid he can play!

Besides, the eunuchs who are of the Zhao family are absolutely impossible to get to power. This is not the Ming Dynasty. Although the history is different now, the people above are still the one with the surname Zhao.
Chapter completed!