Song Beiyun got up early, sat on the ox cart and swayed towards Jinling City. The seventy-mile road was not far away, and it was just one or two hours. It was time to arrive at around 11 o'clock in the morning. After all, it was not a mountain road, and the road conditions on the official road were still good.

He held this book in his hand, which was a compilation of articles that he collected information from the Tang and Song dynasties. These articles can be passed down for thousands of years, but are actually very worth reading. Reading and reading without any trouble is also a good pastime. What's more, if you want to be a question reviewer for Yu Sheng, you must first be proficient in these things.

He is not a burner repeater. Although he has learned a lot of things from the old madman for a long time, he still understands the truth that he has a good memory than a bad pen.

Among them, his favorite is Lu Mengzheng's "Encouragement of the World". The articles he had heard when he was listening to crosstalk were always good, and he could memorize them all over and over again. After coming here, he originally wanted to visit Lu Mengzheng, but after all, Lu Mengzheng was going to travel next year.

However, after inquiring from many sources, I found out that Lu Meng was no longer the prince's grand tutor because of the changes in the past forty years. He died early on because of the weak country. This amazing article "Bao Kiln Fu" was naturally not passed down.

After a while, this article was written by Song Beiyun, but he didn't want too many people to see it from the bottom of his heart, because some of it could be plagiarized, while others could not be contaminated. Later, he went to pay homage to Lu Mengzheng and burned the article in front of his grave. The only draft was in the book he held, and the author's signature column was clearly written on it.

"Beiyun, you have to study hard. If Xiaolianzhuang can produce a top scholar, I can also talk to people."

Old Man Zhang, who drove a ox cart to the city, talked to Song Beiyun, saying that his sons and grandsons were all unscrupulous things. His son was fooled by a group of monks in his early years, and he was still a dilapidated house when he was middle-aged. His grandson was a reckless person at the age of sixteen or seventeen. He didn't read books and beat him a lot. In the end, he was killed by mistake and was killed.

Whenever the old man saw Song Beiyun, he would tell him earnestly that he would study more and avoid going out to fool around, so as to avoid ending like an iron bull.

Song Beiyun never said much, after all, this is an old man who has a serious grandson. Being able to say these words is probably just seeing things and thinking about others.

"Hello, Grandpa Zhang family." Song Beiyun turned over the forage: "Grandpa Zhang family, how long do you think this Song Dynasty can last?"

"The old man doesn't know. The old man only wants to die. The ordinary people don't want those, so they want to be safe and have enough food and clothing."

"Um."

Yes, the people in the world are generally the same. Most of them are not smart and have no passion. They only want the comfort of being a peaceful dog, so this requires the country to be strong. If the country is not a country, then the person will not be called a human being.

Looking at the years of natural disasters and man-made disasters, when the lives of humans that are more powerful than heaven become as cheap as grass, it is usually the time when a dynasty rises and falls. If you think about it carefully, it is not that human lives are less powerful than grass that destroys the country, but that the country does not have the ability to make people more powerful than heaven.

"Hey..." Song Beiyun sighed: "Grandpa Zhang family, what do you think you should do."

"What can I do? If you have the ability, you will become an emperor, and you will almost become a high-ranking official. When I see King Yama, I will ask him if I can become an emperor in my next life. The straw mats in the emperor's family are probably the best thatch."

"It's woven from gold wire." Song Beiyun responded with a smile.

"That's really amazing."

After teasing the old man, reading a little more, Jinling City arrived. Song Beiyun got out of the car and went straight to Zuo Rou's house.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Qiaoyun sitting in the yard, holding the soles of her shoes in her hands. When Qiaoyun raised her head and saw that it was Song Beiyun, she sighed softly: "You are here."

"Sister Qiaoyun misses me?" Song Beiyun walked into the door and picked a flower in the yard and inserted it on Qiaoyun's temples: "The sole of this shoe is my size, I'll thank Sister Qiaoyun first."

"You monkey." Qiaoyun pinched Song Beiyun's face: "Go and see the lady, she..."

"What's wrong with her? Why are there so many things?"

"I'm not blaming the lady this time." Qiaoyun pushed Song Beiyun's back: "You go quickly. It's useless to persuade me, you are the only one. The lady didn't eat a bite all day."

"oh?"

Song Beiyun came to Zuo Rou's door skeptically. Perhaps he heard footsteps inside and immediately shouted: "You all go! I won't eat! You all go!"

Song Beiyun looked back at Qiaoyun, and Qiaoyun immediately turned around and left. Song Beiyun chuckled, kicked the door open and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he saw Zuo Rou lying on the bed wearing a bellyband, with a box of pastries in front of him, and there was only a lot left.

"ah!"

Zuo Rou bounced up: "Why didn't you come in just a word of hello?"

He was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he sat on the stool, "You are so ok with only two rivets, if you lift it, I just think it's two rivets placed on it, who would be happy to see it?"

"I have some bastards, too." Zuo Rou rolled her eyes and even wanted to open her bellyband: "Come on, I'll show you."

"Don't look, dirty eyes."

"Yes, yes." Zuo Rou pouted: "When you looked at Ruibao, you didn't even blink."

Song Beiyun laughed: "You don't even look at yourself, how can you compare with Ruibao? That size, your size."

When she heard this, Zuo Rou seemed to have been pressed for the restart button. She sat there blankly, and her expression on her face became aggrieved.

"What are you doing?"

Zuo Rou didn't answer, but tears immediately poured out, and fell on the quilt beneath her. She wiped her tears while muttering: "Yes, I can't compare to Ruibao, nothing can compare to her."

Song Beiyun was stunned for a moment and leaned forward: "Look! I think it's not OK!"

"roll!"

After Zuo Rou finished scolding, she suddenly cried and reached out to hug Song Beiyun's neck, crying very aggrievedly, and Song Beiyun was almost executed by her on the spot...

"I can't breathe!"

After finally breaking open Zuo Rou's hand, Song Beiyun squatted in front of her and looked up and down, then wiped away the tears from her face with his hands: "What's wrong with you?"

Zuo Rou sat there and told Song Beiyun all the grievances he suffered yesterday, and then she said some angry words, and then most girls would chatter endlessly.

"I only realized that you are a girl too."

Song Beiyun sat by the bed: "You put on your clothes first, I always want to pick your belly button."

"Make something!"

"This is like picking leaves when you walk by the flowers and plants on the roadside. You just want to pick them. OK, I won't discuss these nonsense."

Song Beiyun used his sleeves to wipe her face a few times. Zuo Rou also subconsciously raised her face and asked him to wipe it. After the wipe, he hooked Zuo Rou's nose with two fingers...

"You are sick!" Zuo Rou slapped his dog's paws off with one hand.

Song Beiyun smiled and sat on the stool again as he watched Zuo Rou wear clothes: "You just don't want to marry?"

"If you don't marry, you won't marry until you die."

"Then really have to marry?"

"Crane Dinghong Arrangement."

Song Beiyun frowned slightly. Although Zuo Rou was nervous, she was really a person who could speak. He Dinghong said that she would arrange it. Whether it was for herself or the Wang family's son, she would be finished in her life.

"How long can it be delayed?"

"What?"

"Ask you how long you can stay away from marrying."

Zuo Rou looked up and down at Song Beiyun: "What are you going to do? Do you still want to fight against the Wang family?"

"You care about me." Song Beiyun said impatiently: "Just just answer honestly if you ask you. I have to ask, can you understand if you tell you?"

"Hmph..." Zuo Rou said angrily: "The wedding date is the eighth day of the Lunar New Year."

"I will choose a good day." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "I understand."

"What do you want? Don't do it randomly. The Wang family is very powerful. Your broken mud legs will die."

"Do you nothing." Song Beiyun rubbed Zuo Rou's head like a dog: "Get up quickly, I have something to do with you."

"oh……"

Zuo Rou got out of the bed obediently. When the two were about to go out, she suddenly grabbed Song Beiyun: "I'll ask you, is Ruibao better than me in any place?"

This is the false friendship of women. When the sister shouted in front of her, she asked a third party behind her back. She was not as generous as a man. She compared her lengths in the toilet, and saw the heights at that time.

"How to say it, in terms of wisdom, family affairs, and talent, you really can't compare to him, let alone figure." Song Beiyun patted Zuo Rou's chest: "Look, you're almost shooting the movement of ripe watermelon."

"Even if you touch me, I don't care. I really want to hit you when you take a photo."

Zuo Rou protected her chest and gritted her teeth and said, "Why do you deserve such a beating?"

"But." Song Beiyun rubbed her face with both hands: "I don't like to play with the princess very much. If she falls into the water with you, I will definitely save you."

Zuo Rou became excited in an instant, followed Song Beiyun and jumped out of the gate. When she arrived at the door, she suddenly grabbed Song Beiyun and frowned.

"What are you doing?"

Zuo Rou pondered for a moment, raised her little face and said to him: "What you said is wrong. Ruibao can't sink into the water at all! The two pieces of meat on her chest can be like two inflatable sheep urine bubbles!"

"You guy..." Song Beiyun shook his head and sighed: "Yes, yes, if you say you have sheep urine, just goat urine. At least your waist and butt are good, it's good."
Chapter completed!