He personally sent the Qing girl who ran out secretly back to the mansion. He went out to greet the third brother of the Qing girl Zhang Qing. Although he was polite, he also had a clear sense of alienation.

This is a normal person, and Song Beiyun did not blame him, because from his perspective, people like Song Bei were despised by their scholars, Lin Qingliu. As scholars, they betrayed the class and became the minions of the court, relying on their favor and power as blessings rather than using their talents to govern the country and punish evil.

So after sending the Qing girl to the mansion, he turned around and left. As for whether she was coldly attracted, he didn't care. After all, this is the case in this era, and it should be like this. Many things cannot be forced.

At the same time, at the corner of the street, two people dressed in beggars were quietly looking at Song Beiyun's back, then they looked at each other, turned around and disappeared into the long alley.

They went around in a long circle and came to a farmhouse outside the city. When they saw that there was no one around, they opened a cellar and drilled in. After they went down, there was a different world. The cellar led to a cave. After they entered the cave along the dark corridor, there were already dozens of people inside.

These people were lying, sitting, holding bran, drinking in small sips. When they saw the two of them coming in, their eyes were still empty and unconscious, as if they were dead.

And they didn't care, and walked straight to the innermost part of the cave, where there was a vague light. After passing by, they saw a man around 24 or 25 sitting at the desk and writing something.

"Master Pudu, we have discovered the whereabouts of Song Gou. He goes out at Chen hour every day and returns in You hour. His whereabouts are fixed, and he does not wander around."

The man, known as the master, slowly turned around and punched the table with anger: "Everyone who can kill such a thief should think of some ways to make him doomed."

"Master, I'll get a real person's message. The real person asked me to wait a little while and wait for the opportunity." One of the beggars bowed and said, "That thief is abominable, but it's also a problem if he's alerting the snake."

"Will the real person come here?"

"I don't know, it's just that the real person said he has his own way."

The young man started pace back and forth with his hands behind his back: "There are ways and methods, but what about the methods!? The brothers in my sect have suffered heavy losses these days, and they are almost about to cut off the city of Jinling. If you wait any longer, you may be able to cut off all this!"

"Master, don't be impatient. Now we have learned where the Song Gou thief is. We just need to kidnap the people in his family while he is out and ask him to get him into the trap. Are you afraid that he will not take the bait?"

The young man frowned slightly: "Is this a method possible?"

"It must be feasible. This Song Gou is abominable. The person beside him is also an evil Shura ghost, and he must be punished that day." Another beggar said viciously: "After abducting the person, I will make a long-term plan. Then I will attract the Song Gou to tear him into the mountains and feed him to the dog."

"Is this what a real person means?"

"It's the real person's meaning. The real person also said that now he is re-suming the lost brothers in Lin'an City. After the number of those people is enough, it will be easier for the initiation of the Lin'an City."

"Well, this is a good opportunity. Now that the old dog of Fuwang is heading south, there is no one in the world to fight. At that time, we will cooperate with the real person inside and outside and take the world of Song. But before that, I will make the dog Song's life worse than death! When will it take action?"

“It’s OK within three days.”

Song Beiyun was sitting at the head of the bed soaking her feet. Today, Miss Miaoyan came here to play. She sat in front of the table and fiddled with a stack of hard shell paper: "Tomorrow the Legend of White Snake will premiere. These gift tickets will be given to you, and you can bring someone to support me."

"You need to go there in person? Which of us is with each other." Song Beiyun yawned: "Just tell me directly."

"Stop coming. If I ask someone to give it to you, you will definitely throw it away. How can I not understand you?" Miaoyan supported her cheeks with one hand: "By the way, have you noticed that there are too many beggars in the city during this period."

"I didn't care much."

"It seems that there are too many people, and those people are piled up in groups of three or five, so they don't want to eat. This is not right." Miaoyan tied her baby ticket with silk thread and said to Song Beiyun: "You have been sieging the White Lotus Society recently, but be careful."

"White Lotus Sect?" Song Beiyun's eyes turned back and forth twice: "Well, I didn't pay attention if you didn't say it. It seems that these people are really squid candy, and there is no way to verify their identity once they change."

"What are you going to do?"

"Haha, ask me what to do? What am I in charge of now? It's the Jinyiwei! It's the East Factory! It's the West Factory! It's the What to do with this factory? Of course, I'll send someone out to catch beggars tomorrow. After entering the gate of my Imperial City Department, he is even a god. I have a way to pry his mouth open."

"If you continue like this, you may become the public enemy of the world." Miaoyan laughed: "But it's okay. When you move the landlord cake in the future, you will definitely be the public enemy of the world. Sooner or later."

"Do you think I'm not a public enemy if I don't do anything?" Song Beiyun sighed, "You don't know that these scholars are either black or white. I am a scholar and refuse to surrender to the Shilin class. This is a traitor. Do you think the traitor will have a good end? But if I surrender, what will happen? The imperial power will crush me. Instead of being pushed away at that time, it's better to just stand directly and stand opposite the Qingliu from the beginning. I'm now surrendering to the imperial power and call it a timely help! At least you don't have to worry that those damn scholars will push me to play with the pig killing trash."

Miaoyan smiled particularly well, and she closed the black hair on her forehead: "Yes, it's hard for you. Before your strength is formed, you can only pretend to be powerful."

"Fox? I'm not worthy! I'm the accomplice for the tiger now." Song Beiyun sighed, "It's a ghost, baby."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Miaoyan turned from holding her chin with one hand to holding flowers in both hands and looking at Song Beiyun: "If you are too stressed, come and complain to your sister."

"It's the most stress-free thing to make your brother happy." Song Beiyun wiped his feet clean, put on his shoes and walked out with his foot basin: "You don't want to."

"I don't have enough favorability. If you don't advise me, how can I give it to you for nothing?" Miaoyan's body turned with Song Beiyun: "Or you can wait slowly. Maybe one day I suddenly see the spring flowers blooming and the grass grows and the birds are flying, so I can't hold it in my heart."

"Save it." Song Beiyun poured the water, lifted the empty basin, and put it aside: "Look at your cold and high-end face, it is impossible for tadpoles to turn into frogs to find their mother."

"Either give me a good impression or go with the flow. Anyway, I will give it to you like the ancient women around you for nothing. I can't do it. The main reason is that your style is not easy to use for me." Miaoyan was blunt: "If you don't eat your style, what do you think you will do."

"Then I'll make you stronger, it's actually that big of a deal."

"It's OK, but it can't be too rough. I'm afraid of pain, so I'll resist symbolically. But that's too boring and it's low all at once." Miaoyan said with a smile: "I guess you think so too, otherwise when you get into my bed, you'll have to do everything you should do. After all, I won't resist in that scene."

"You're so excited to talk about this." Song Beiyun sat on the bed and looked at the exquisitely printed opera ticket, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Hold the grass... print???"

"Everyone is from engineering. You are allowed to order explosives, but I am not allowed to print? Otherwise, you think I am busy with something during this period." Miaoyan smiled and said, "But it's not mature yet, and the ink is always out of standard. If you have time, go over and show me."

"What are my benefits?"

"Favority + 10." Miaoyan smiled Qianxi with a pure face: "At 100, let you do whatever you want."

"Trade." Song Beiyun laughed: "How much is now?"

“-50.”

"???" Song Beiyun looked at her confusedly: "Also have negative numbers?"

"Yes, if you don't take the initiative to look for me for a day, you will automatically deduct a little, and then I will be unhappy. If you don't feel happy, you will reduce it by 10. If you take the initiative to look for me, you will add a little. If you add it to twenty-five, you will also have a little benefit. If you add it to fifty, you will play on the 24th Bridge Moon Night. If you add it to seventy, you will do whatever you want. If you add it to one hundred, you will do whatever you want."

“Is there an upper limit?”

"The upper limit is 200, no lower limit." Miaoyan said with a crisp laugh: "In other words, you can reduce me to a negative one million, and then I will turn on the blackening mode and start chasing you."

"Hahaha... It's fun." Song Beiyun clapped his hands and smiled: "You will be killed."

"There's nothing to do, so you can do whatever you want. So there's no difference between a hundred and a million, but I think 100 is easier to use, right?"

"Oh! You are induced to consume." Song Beiyun sat cross-legged and said, "Then what punishment will I be fine now?"

Miaoyan stretched out his hand and pinched Song Beiyun's face: "It's soft and boneless to play."

"No, I have to quickly show my favor." Song Beiyun stretched: "Okay, okay, don't pull it anymore, don't leave today. It's too late and it's not safe. If you live in my house, go next door."

"I have to pay 50, but there is no warm and soft jade hug." Miaoyan stood up: "I will remember to take people to watch the scene tomorrow, and I will go to rest."

"Catch the beggar first, and after you catch it, organize people to go there."

"Okay, this favorability is five."

"Will it reach one hundred soon?"

"Dream, the more you go, the harder it is. Repeated behaviors do not repeat and increase your favor." Miaoyan tilted his head and looked at Song Beiyun for a while, then walked up with a smile and kissed him on the lips: "It's a bonus to start."

“It’s not satisfying.”

"No matter." Miaoyan escaped from Song Beiyun's hand: "It depends on you later. If the hidden plot is triggered, you may be able to be full of favor."

"Give me a reminder!"
Chapter completed!