As night falls, the snow has not stopped.

Just because of the heavy snow, there are fewer pedestrians on the road. After the You hour, it becomes silence. Only scattered people returning from the wind and snowy nights are tightening their clothes and lowering their heads forward.

The lights in the courtyard of Song Beiyun are now on, and the light is reflected on the snow, illuminating particularly far away. You can vaguely see the snow falling and the window frames. There is occasionally a breeze, and the coldness is getting stronger.

A spy entered the yard, shook off the wind and snow on his body, and then leaned over to Song Beiyun and said, "Mr. Song, everything is ready."

Song Beiyun, who was practicing calligraphy, just whispered softly and then stopped talking. A subordinate next to him brought a bowl of hot soup cakes in the middle of the kitchen, covered with thick mutton pieces and almost unseen vegetables in winter. The fragrance filled the house and was mouth-watering.

"Mr. Song, it's time to have a meal."

Song Beiyun put down his pen: "Did you all eat it?"

"My subordinates have eaten it." The yard whispered: "Mr. Song is a masterpiece."

Song Beiyun did not answer the conversation, but just looked up and looked out the window and said softly: "Brothers, I have worked hard today. I will go to the Siyayan to get five guan money to subsidize the family income tomorrow. I will allow two more days off to accompany my family."

"Mr. Song is generous!"

Since Song Beiyun took office, the life of the Imperial City Department has indeed been much better. If you want to be completely convinced, you can't say that, but he was very generous in his actions, and he was also very bad at taking action, so most of the people who obey him are for money. Those who don't accept him can only dare not speak out.

When the time came to Xu, there was only the sound of beating people outside, and the sound of falling snow into mud. It was not an exaggeration to say that everything was silent. Song Beiyun used a lamp to lift the wick up a little, looked up at the red sky outside the window, and then wrote something at the desk again.

Suddenly, a spy knocked on the door quickly and came to Song Beiyun and bowed and said, "Mr. Song, here you are."

"Yeah." Song Beiyun nodded slightly: "Let your brothers be careful and don't hurt yourself because of some thieves."

"I understand."

He said he was here, but it was still cold outside, but for some reason, the whistle suddenly sounded from all around him. Song Beiyun raised his head and leaned on the chair, holding the warm stove in his hand, and began to stare quietly.

At this moment, there were more and more people outside the house, and whistles were heard one after another. They were holding all kinds of guys in their hands, with better conditions holding swords, and those with worse conditions even had only a wooden stick. These people gathered outside Song Beiyun's house and approached like ghosts.

When they arrived outside the courtyard wall, the shouts of killing soared into the sky, but just as they were about to break into the door, the dense rain of arrows mixed with heavy snow shot down. The leader thought to himself that it was not good, but there was no way out, so he shouted: "Let's go in! Kill the Song Dog and avenge your brother!"

After being shot by the first wave of bows and arrows, many of them were already injured, and some of them were even pierced directly and died suddenly on the spot. However, the remaining people were thrown into their blood and wanted to kill Song Beiyun in one go.

The gate of the small courtyard was quickly swept open by them, but as soon as they entered, they faced the inner courtyard of the Imperial City Department. They were all good at being one and killing these amateur militias in full armed state, just like playing tricks.

In just a moment, these people had already fallen to the ground like wheat harvested in autumn, and the blood dyed the large area red. Fortunately, compared with the county government in summer, the cold suppressed the smell of blood, so that the place would not be stinking.

The white bandits who found that they could not enter the courtyard were soon timid. Many people turned around and ran out, but they could not escape. As soon as they went out, they had a net of heaven and earth arranged by the imperial city. They stepped out of the courtyard and were pierced into hedgehogs. There were a few lucky ones who were not injured. But when they were running away, they didn't know where a shiny steel knife would stick out on their necks.

Song Beiyun sat in the room, lit the charcoal fire and hugged the handwarmer, quietly looking at the hell on earth outside. The screams, fighting and begging for mercy gradually became a whole, but he seemed to have no compassion, sat there with a numb face, and even wanted to have some snacks.

"Have the cake been baked?"

"Big...sir...is good...is okay."

A servant next to him who had never seen the wind and waves was already trembling. He didn't know why Lord Song was so calm. Outside... only a dozen feet away were full of flesh and blood, broken limbs and broken arms were all over the ground, and the heads were like toads in the summer pond. In this scene, Lord Song actually wanted to eat cakes?

Song Beiyun took the cake, smeared the meat sauce and took a bite, chewing it gently. The servant next to him looked at it and felt nauseous. He resisted the urge to vomit. He bowed to Song Beiyun and said, "Mr. Song..."

"Go." Song Beiyun smiled and shook his head, "Look at how you look like you have never seen the wind and waves."

The servant walked to the side room, while the battle outside continued. The remaining white bandits were fighting stubbornly and began to fight against the people of the Imperial City Division based on favorable terrain. However, the strength was very different, and it was only a matter of time before they lost.

At this moment, the window behind him that prevented carbon monoxide poisoning suddenly rang. Song Beiyun was wandering in Taixu at this moment and did not pay attention. Then a cold steel knife was placed on his neck, with a chilling chill on the knife. However, Song Beiyun did not look back, but continued to eat the cake and said softly: "Do you think that if you kill me, people outside can survive? I tell you, it is impossible. Not only can they not survive, but their family and children can't survive. Do you believe it?"

The man behind him didn't say anything, but the knife suddenly fell down, and then the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Song Beiyun looked back, and at this time the yard outside rushed over and stood at the door and shouted, "Mr. Song, are you okay? A thief rushed over just now!"

"fine."

Song Beiyun said, then turned around and found that the person who broke in had fainted. Then he patted his thighs hard, forcing himself not to tremble...

Are you afraid? Of course, I am afraid. Even if the person behind me had a little strength, my life would be hanging by a thread.

After Song Beiyun calmed down forcibly, he reached out to find the man's breathing underground and found that the man was still alive, but he was unconscious after losing his strength. There was a broken arrow inserted on his shoulder, dripping blood.

"Oh, I'm still a female bandit." Song Beiyun squatted on the ground and pinched the man's chin and looked back and forth: "He looks pretty good."

After saying that, Song Beiyun tore her coat open and took out the scalpel from his box. After disinfecting it in the charcoal fire, he slowly cut her flesh and then cut the arrow around the muscle texture, and then gently took out the arrow.

Sprinkle some disinfection stuff and wrap the man's wound with an acid disinfection cloth, then throw her onto the low couch next to her and stop worrying about it. As for whether she dies or lives, that is her fate.

Playing with the arrow in his hand, Song Beiyun tilted his head to look at the battle situation outside, and found that it had almost come to an end. The shouts of killing gradually weakened, and many people had begun to clean up the battlefield. Those who were not dead, regardless of men, women, young and old, would make a knife in the throat.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Song Beiyun looked at the man outside who was still willing to seek life but was killed by a knife, shook his head gently and said, "It's so pitiful."

After saying that, he stood up and tied the ignorant woman behind him into hairy crabs with a rope. His techniques were professional and rigorous. After all, if he accidentally woke up and didn't pay attention, it would be unprofitable if he just had a knife on it.

After everything was settled, Song Beiyun pulled down all the dirty clothes and pants on the woman's body, threw them on the bed and covered them with a quilt.

"Hey, I'm using a red bellyband, my zodiac year."

While he mocked the other person, the door outside was knocked again. Song Beiyun quickly covered the quilt and kicked the steel knife under the bed: "Come in."

A blood-filled expert came in and bowed to Song Beiyun: "Mr. Song, this time, more than 370 enemies were killed, and we were injured forty-one, and no one died."

"Okay, clean up the battlefield, clean up the body, string the heads for me, hang them on the city gate, and issue a notice tomorrow morning! After doing it, let the brothers rest. Just a few left to take turns. I will enter the palace to report later."

"Subordinates obey the order."

The heavy snow stopped at midnight, and everything seemed to have not happened. There were not many changes in Jinling City. The only change was that hundreds of heads were hung under the gate of the city, which were densely filled with fear in my heart.

Song Beiyun didn't sleep all night and sat in the "duty room" of the palace before dawn. After chatting with the guards for a while, it was almost five o'clock.

As soon as the bang in the fifth day sounded, the city gate opened, and people who got up early to do business began to enter and exit Jinling. Recently, when they looked up, they found that there were heads hanging on the city gate!

The discussion started to arise. They were discussing who they were. After all, there were quite a few people, including teenagers and bearded men, but there were no one who was sure of them.

At this moment, Song Beiyun was already sitting in Shangshu's room, eating Zhao Xing's breakfast while describing the thrillingness of last night.

"The knife was less than an inch away from me at that time. As long as the thief flipped his wrist, I would not see the official family today." Song Beiyun said, "But I moved her with affection and reason, saying that what they did was a serious crime of treason. If they could turn back and be a dirty witness, they would still have a glimmer of life. If they were stubborn, they would affect their family."

Zhao Xing held his hands and listened to Song Beiyun's colorful appearance, his eyes filled with yearning for the world: "What afterwards? What happened to the thief?"

"I'm still a woman." Song Beiyun said: "I'm not bad-looking, do you want it? You want me to send it to you."

"Okay, okay."

"Cough!" Old Eunuch Wang coughed next to him: "The official family can't do it..."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Xing shook his sleeves: "I want to interrogate her personally!"
Chapter completed!