After some operations, some people think that Song Beiyun is a good person, but even the sun will not be liked by everyone, let alone Song Beiyun. Some people firmly believe that Song Beiyun is a bad person and a jester. He is making trouble in front of the official family and fiddling with the ministers, and he is extremely guilty!

However, no matter how disgusted him, he could not get rid of him at this stage. Zhao Xing had the greatest temper since he ascended the throne. The order to thoroughly investigate was issued directly from the three provinces, in the form of a formal imperial edict, and summoned Wen Shenggong overnight.

As for what they talked about, no one knew. The only thing people knew was that when Wen Shenggong came out, he seemed to be thirty years old, and after he returned, he fell ill, and told his relatives that he was not allowed to plead and let his fate go.

The thorough investigation naturally did not fall on Song Beiyun. Since such a good job was handled by Zhao Xiang, it was naturally to give it to his son-in-law Yan Shu.

Of course, Song Beiyun understood the meaning. Zhao Xing used this trick to tell Song Beiyun that he would calm down these days and stop making trouble. Now the situation is already very good and the victory is guaranteed to win. Don’t be too hasty.

This news is a major benefit to Song Beiyun. He is a lazy dog, so why not do it if he is lazy now?

The imperial city was full of chaos and people were crowded. The White Lotus Sect’s rebellion was not as important as the royal family’s face was damaged. Yan Shu was so busy that he thoroughly investigated these young men and the transactions involved behind them.

In order to stabilize the symptoms of drug addiction in these people, Yan Shu personally submitted a petition to ask several imperial doctors to assist him in handling the case. And those imperial doctors came and were strange. Didn’t this nephew know that the uncle was the uncle sitting in front of the hall playing with paper? Why did they still want them to come...

"You move! move!"

Yan Shu threw a bag on Song Beiyun's table: "I'm going to die!"

"Oh?" Song Beiyun slowly raised his head and took the freshly cooked red bean porridge and let out a mouthful of it: "Why is Lord Yan so restless?"

"I've hit someone." Yan Shu put his hand on his hips, picked up Song Beiyun's teapot and poured a pot of tea into his stomach: "These people are simply a pool of stinky mud, and it's very hard! Those who are addicted to drugs are howling like ghosts, and they are still scholars! They are obviously a bunch of livestock or wild."

Song Beiyun added water to the teapot and crossed his legs: "Your father-in-law asked you to do it, you can do it. This is a good opportunity for you."

"What about you? Why don't you want the chance?"

"It's not a good opportunity for me." Song Beiyun lowered his head and started to carve a piece of wood with a knife: "I can't do anything now. Just sit here and wait for the result. You can use the hand of your hand at will."

"You don't care about what you are causing?"

"Tell me? Tell me to your father-in-law." Song Beiyun spread his hands: "I'm interfering now, just to fight him. Besides, there are too many people involved here. How can I take action, I, a sect-free person, take action? You must be here. Some things can be done but not said, some things can't be done, and I'll teach you."

Yan Shu didn't understand this truth. It was just that this series of turns made him a little irritable. After calming down, he sat down while hurting himself for a while, then sighed, picked up his bag and walked out, full of grief and anger.

Not long after Yan Shu left, the little white rabbit Zhang Qing walked into Song Beiyun's office crying. She looked at Song Beiyun, wiped off her snot with her sleeve, and sobbed and shouted, "Master..."

"I'm here to plead for your third brother?"

"Well...will you let him go? My third brother is a good person." Miss Qing walked to Song Beiyun's table and sat down, put her chin on his table, and tears fell down: "Master..."

"It's useless." Song Beiyun reached out to wipe her tears, took out the red bean porridge insulated from the charcoal fire from the side, and served her a bowl: "What can I do if the official asked about it personally? Even your father is a Shangshu, what can I do?"

Zhang Qing took the red bean porridge and started eating it in small mouthfuls: "My third brother is so pitiful... wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

The sound of her crying and sucking porridge was so fun. Song Beiyun couldn't help laughing out loud. Zhang Qing raised his head and said, "You laugh at me..."

She raised her head aggrievedly and looked at Song Beiyun, then lowered her head and started drinking porridge. She sobbed while drinking porridge, just like a puppy drinking water.

“Master…”

"Okay, it's really useless to tell me." Song Beiyun halfway leaned on the chair: "You go and tell Wu Wei and let him take you to see your third brother."

"oh……"

Zhang Qing nodded, wanted to leave but couldn't bear to leave the red bean porridge, so he thought he had eaten it all and left here. In the end, there was only one Song Beiyun playing in the office until he got off work, and he updated a little dream in the middle. Now the plot has reached the stage of little yellow writing, and this section is the stage with the best sales, but Song Beiyun feels that it should be banned when this chapter is over.

When checking the ban, post a few more lists and use them as advertisements, so that those who don’t know can also come and take a look.

After work, Song Beiyun went to buy a few roast chickens as usual. This time he gave money. After all, with such a status and such a big rich man, what is the point of taking advantage of the few chickens?

Because Miaoyan is not far from where he works, he is used to walking to and from get off work. Sometimes he would buy a few roasted taro on the side of the road while eating, which felt like he was walking home slowly after evening study in high school.

It’s not that Song Beiyun is pretentious. He actually enjoys the atmosphere when the sky is going to be dark and the streets are filled with the fragrance of food. This feeling can make people feel even more lonely. This loneliness will make him feel unprecedentedly safe when he returns home and sees the lights at home.

Qiaoqiao is also here today. Miaoyan is teaching her how to make more sexy and sexy clothes. The two get along very well. Qiaoyun is cooking, while Zuo Rou is sitting next to the stone lion at the door waiting for Song Beiyun to get off work. It seems that there is a missing princess back and forth. Only when she arrives will she look reunited. But she is a princess and this is not Luzhou. She is not that free, and Song Beiyun can't always run into the harem.

"Are you waiting for me to get off work?" Song Beiyun pinched Zuo Rou's nose: "So good."

"The genius is waiting for you!" Zuo Rou got up and walked into the courtyard with him: "Is that Wang dead?"

"No." Song Beiyun put the roast chicken on the table in the dining room, took off the straw wrapped outside, and chuckled: "But it's almost done."

"What? I fell asleep when you came back yesterday."

"I tell you, what are the benefits?" Song Beiyun took out a knife and began to cut the roast chickens: "You are simply vicious, that's your fiancé, you're waiting for someone to die."

"Hehe." Zuo Rou pinched a chicken leg with her hands and ate it, and said vaguely: "Then your relatives didn't show mercy when they were married. Just say you have kissed me, right? I don't care about you, and you still say I'm vicious?"

Song Beiyun sighed, and he did evil in the past, but now the retribution has finally come: "He pulled Zhao Xing's sleeve and shouted, 'Don't say it was you Song Beiyun, even if the dog emperor came, he would not dare to punish me.' In front of the ministers in the palace."

"Wow!" Zuo Rou suddenly rushed over and hugged Song Beiyun, and kissed him hard on the face with her oily mouth: "That's great! He is finally going to die."

"The news of your termination of the engagement may be coming in a few days." Song Beiyun wiped his face with his sleeve: "I heard that he might be exiled and sentenced to 3,000 in prison. He might be confined to his entire life, but he is basically helpless anyway."

"I deserve it!" Zuo Rou snorted: "Why don't you kill him!"

"Why are you not kind at all?" Song Beiyun turned his head and put his hands on Zuo Rou's shoulder: "The crime he committed was convicted by the emperor, and it's not my final word. Also, he has reached this point, do you still want his life?"

"Listen to you." Zuo Rou smiled, tiptoed and hit Song Beiyun's forehead: "I'm at ease now!"

Seeing her running away happily, Song Beiyun smiled bitterly and shook his head. At this moment, Qiaoyun walked in with the vegetables and gently placed it on the table: "I heard it just now."

"Yes." Song Beiyun breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm not worried that my Qiaoyun baby will be someone's little wife."

"If you don't be your little wife, you'll still be your little wife." Qiaoyun looked around quietly. After finding that there was no one, she walked to Song Beiyun, raised her head and closed her eyes gently.

After all, I have had a skin-loving relationship, so of course there is a little tacit understanding. Song Beiyun naturally kissed the last issue without hesitation. Until Zuo Rou came back to steal chicken legs and ate them, Qiao Yun wanted to break free, but Song Beiyun refused to let go. Then Zuo Rou ate chicken legs next to her and said, "At the time, when I was fourteen years old, he kissed me like this, I am very familiar with it."

Qiaoyun didn't recover in one breath, and laughed out loud, then broke free from Song Beiyun and ran away with a red face.

Zuo Rou was sitting next to her and eating chicken legs, without any shyness.

"I bought four chicken legs, don't eat them all by yourself." Song Beiyun walked over and patted her head: "Also, why are you not shy at all?"

"The children of the world are not careful about the details. Besides, Qiaoyun is a dowry maid. Before getting married, she also went to her husband's house to try out the marriage. If you kiss each other early or late, what's the matter?"

Song Beiyun was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

"I said..." Zuo Rou suddenly realized that she had said something strange. A person like her who didn't even blush when she saw people kissing her suddenly turned red, then punched Song Beiyun in the chest and ran away with a blushing face.

"Hey... you are unreasonable!" Song Beiyun covered his chest and shouted: "You have all my internal injuries!"

"The imperial edict has arrived! Song Beiyun received the edict!"
Chapter completed!