Song Beiyun, who had been sleeping for a day and a night, sat in a fire bucket, covered in sheepskin felt, holding a bowl of broth in his hands, staring at the ground with his eyes straight, and looking like he was stupid.

Yusheng sat next to him and was writing "exercises". Yusheng, who was deeply involved in the tactic of questions, has developed a habit. He will never sleep without brushing fifteen papers every day. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as it is a question, it is impossible to be difficult for Yusheng to be difficult. No matter how many different questions are, his idea of ​​solving the problem has been "only known".

"Why did you sleep in a daze?" Yu Sheng raised his head and looked at Song Beiyun: "Drink the soup quickly."

Song Beiyun scratched Dandan and scratched her face: "I had a dream, dreaming that I was transferred to Beihai to herd sheep."

"You are still comparing to Su Wu." Yusheng smiled and said, "Drink quickly, it's almost cold."

Song Beiyun yawned and drank the broth clean in a few seconds. Then he lifted the sheepskin felt on his body and walked down the ground: "Brother Yusheng, I'm going to go out."

"Don't go back too late, save your mother from worrying."

"Um."

He walked out the door and happened to see Aunt Hong baking diapers for Song Goudan by the stove. When she saw Song Beiyun coming out, Aunt Hong asked directly: "Where are you going? It's going to be the Chinese New Year, so why don't you be honest at home?"

"Oh... there's something really wrong." Song Beiyun sighed: "Auntie, you know me too. If nothing happens, I would want to die in the bed."

"Bao, you're a big holiday, say something nonsense. If you want to go out, you always say something weird. I think you want to ask for a fight."

"Children's words are not rigorous, Tong Yan's words are not rigorous...bah, bah, bah." Song Beiyun quickly clasped his fists and begged for mercy: "Auntie, then I'll leave first."

"Be careful." Aunt Hong got up, took out a long life lock from her purse and hung it on Song Beiyun's neck: "Eighteen is full, I have prepared this long life lock for you for several years. If you wear it, you can drive the light and have magic power."

"Thank you, aunt."

Song Beiyun stuffed the longevity lock into his clothes: "Then I'll go."

"Come back for dinner in the evening, don't wander around during the New Year."

"Abide by the order!"

Song Beiyun walked out of the gate and patted the beautiful buttocks who were fiddling with flowers and plants. Aunt Hong frowned: "Beiyun! Nothing!"

"Run away..."

Song Beiyun ran out quickly, and as soon as he went out, his expression suddenly changed. Someone around him took a cloak and draped it on him. Then a little eunuch from the Simingsi walked up and bowed, "Mr. Song."

"Walk."

Song Beiyun took three or five masters of the Simingsi, and directly walked around the main road to the camp of Hongcheng. He took out the King of Fu Tiger Talisman and passed by the sentry for a while, then walked in with a big stride.

The soldiers in the camp turned to look at the arrogant and domineering young man, but they didn't know what they were from, so they could only watch him walk into the main general's tent.

When he walked into the tent, there was no one inside. Song Beiyun didn't say anything, but just sat quietly on the chair and waited until the camp leader hurried over with his hat.

The military system of the Song Dynasty was much more strange than that in the normal trajectory. In fact, except for the governor’s garrison, the generals below had the ability to listen to the tune and not to the public. Except for seeing the tiger talisman, they could basically not be called by local civil servants.

From this point of view, it can be seen that the military and political division of Zhao Xing was already very serious, and this must be rectified, but now is not a good time.

After seeing Song Beiyun, the commander saw that it was a young man and couldn't help but look down on him. However, his eyes flashed and saw the King of Fu Wang Tiger Talisman on his waist. He was solemn at that time, standing there and not even daring to show his vigor.

"Song Beiyun." Song Beiyun stood up and introduced himself with a serious expression: "I'm very happy to know you."

This operation made the commander confused. Although he was an old subordinate of King Fu, he had never heard of the figure of Song Beiyun, but the tiger talisman could not be faked. The rules of only recognizing the tiger talisman but not the human beings were appointed by His Highness King Fu. It is absolutely fine to borrow 500 people with this tiger talisman. What's more important is that people who can own this brand have no more than one hand in the world, and except for His Highness King Fu, only Duke Ding can borrow the tiger talisman.

But even if it is not King Fu Qiansui but Duke Ding, the effect is actually the same. For these old subordinates, King Fu was the boss, and Duke Ding was the second in command.

Don’t you need to listen to the words of the Second Head? Obviously not.

"Li Sheng." The commander bowed to Song Beiyun: "I wonder where Lord Song is coming this time?"

Song Beiyun first slowly took out a letter from his arms: "This is the letter Qiaoyun asked me to send you, and there are some things she brought to you tomorrow."

Speaking of Qiaoyun, Li Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened: "It's a good thing that my eldest sister still remembers my brother."

After opening the letter, he looked at it for a while, and his expression suddenly changed. He stood up and bowed to Song Beiyun: "I don't know if it was Commander Song who arrived... I was missing the opportunity to welcome him."

Is it true? Of course, it was Song Beiyun imitated it. How difficult is it to imitate his wife's seal? Because Qiaoyun is a little red in the green. She once showed off that the brothers and brothers together were at least commanders now, so Song Beiyun used this trick.

To introduce one's identity through a letter from "Qiaoyun" is far better than to say it yourself. Although it is more of a psychological barrier, just such a barrier can actually determine success or failure in many cases.

"Brother Li must not be too polite." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "I am just returning home to visit relatives and sending a letter to Qiaoyun on the way."

The rules in the military camp are much less than in other places, and men don’t care so much, so Li Sheng roughly understood the purpose of Song Beiyun.

Of course, you should be polite. This man is the commander of the Imperial City Imperial Guard, the commander of the Imperial Guard to guard the capital, and Shangda Tianting. Both the position and the energy are much stronger than the garrison of this state prefecture. And now it seems that Song Beiyun must be the confidant of King Fu or Duke Ding.

Judging from the softness of Qiao Yun in his tone, this person is likely to be a Duke Dingguo, and it is not certain whether he is a son-in-law or a son-in-law. After all, Qiao Yun is the lady's personal maid. If he has a different relationship with Qiao Yun, it means that he has a different relationship with the lady.

The two of them exchanged greetings, and Song Beiyun mentioned that he wanted to go around the camp. This request was a bit too much. After all, there was no place where the military was able to patrol at will. However, in his capacity, it was not guaranteed that he was the special envoy sent by the superiors, so Commander Li did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly took Song Beiyun to wander the camp.

Song Beiyun once went back and forth in the Fuwang Camp for more than a month. He was very familiar with the camp area. The places he transferred were remote and sensitive, such as the arsenal and the craftsmanship workshop.

After a while, Commander Li still didn't understand Song Beiyun's meaning, but Song Beiyun roughly saw it clearly, and there was no problem with this camp.

The reason why it is OK is actually two reasons. First: the reserves of grain and grass are not abundant, and it is normal to eat one batch after another. The letter of Fu Wang said that if a soldier mutiny is not a battlefield, it must have planned it, and the food and grass will be stored, and sometimes it can even be seen that the warehouse is full of grain. Second: weapons. In any camp that plans to mutiny, all weapons and armor will be maintained very finely, and the workshop will work day and night to create arrows, armor and other objects.

But in this camp, less than half of the weapons were maintained, which should be caused by daily exercises. The craftsmanship workshop was even more exhausted. The craftsmen sat in groups chatting about their white legs and women's chests. The stove was also cold. It was obvious that they had not cast arrows for a long time. The pre-holiday syndrome made them unintentional to work.

In this case, it is a camp that is unaware of the mutiny, which means that this camp is not regarded as its own by those camps that are about to mutiny.

"Brother Li, let's talk."

Song Beiyun looked around and whispered...

At the same time, in the Xiushui Camp, the camp commander here sat there with a serious expression, and a woman was in front of him.

"You are so brave, you dare to provoke Song Beiyun." The woman pointed at the commander and scolded: "If the leader's plan is discovered because of your reasons, will you know your guilt?"

"The Lord of the Altar...I just want to share the worries of the leader."

"Share the worries... Ha, I think you are either sharing worries, but clearly causing trouble. Song Gou is so agile. You can't kill him even if you set fire so much, and it will only increase his defense. Is this a worry-sharing?"

The woman was full of heroic spirit, holding the sword in her hand and walking back and forth in the camp: "Forget it, Song Gou ran away overnight, and it was also an embroidered pillow. Now you are waiting for the opportunity. After the New Year, you will seize the wealthy land of Jiangnan West Road, which is a prosperous place, and cooperate with the leader in the inside and outside, and catch the Song Ting off guard. How are you planning now?"

"The Lord of the Altar, everything is ready now, and I will win over a few camps to carry out major events."

"You must be careful not to leak the news."

"Don't worry, the master of the altar is all his brothers."

The woman responded and turned around and walked out. After going out, she said to the people around her: "Let's go immediately, let's go to Hongdu and stare at the Song Gou."

"Original Lord, if he had any doubts after the arson happened..."

"I don't believe that a mere Song Gou can be so smart. That day, from his sudden escape overnight, it can be seen that this person is just a timid mouse, and it is not worth proof."

"The Lord of the Altar is wise!"

Standing at the gate of the camp, she looked back and believed that this great cause would be successful. Then the day when the great cause was achieved, the time when everything she wanted was fulfilled.
Chapter completed!