On the fifth day of the cold air, warmth came and melted the ice and snow, and the temperature probably rose to what it should have been. With the sunshine, the earth suddenly came to life.

The peddlers who walked alleys came, and the caravans with mules and horses were also here. People took to the streets to start buying and selling. Although it was not very cost-effective, at least they did not increase much in price due to the previous snow disaster.

Song Beiyun stood aside and recorded the price of each item in detail, while Fo Baonu was like a little follower, also recording these things.

She still wants to go back and work hard. Xiao Song knows that she is still unwilling to give up, but how can I say this? Let her try it. As long as the skill point is not in the way of closing the country, other problems are not problems. Whether they want to boost industry or trade deficit, they basically have to look after the current basics.

But Xiao Song is still humanistic about allowing a child to be stubborn. Let her go. Anyway, one day she will accept that she can't turn the world up like Zhao Xing.

"I'm going to the construction site tomorrow, so don't go. This time there will be a wave of Liao officials coming to inspect. You'd better do some serious things and not always be greedy for lust, Your Majesty."

Fo Baonu slapped his butt hard, and continued to move forward without saying a word: "I don't need you to teach you."

"You fart." Xiao Song followed behind me: "I have taught you less? I've been day and night, and I see my cheeks are sunken."

"No serious." Fo Baonu glared at Song Gou viciously: "Tomorrow, I will arrange some people for me, and I will go to Luoyang Chang'an for a private visit."

"Your Liao Emperor asked me Song State to make arrangements for you?"

"I'm not asking Song State, I'm asking Song Gou. If something happens to me, the saddest person in the world is afraid of Song Gou, right?"

Xiao Song smiled disdainfully: "Who gives you the confidence? I can only give you 120 people, no more."

Fo Baonu laughed. She used to think that Song Gou was a bastard. After getting along these days, she actually knew this bastard a little more. This dog is a typical knives and a tofu heart. It is said to be more ugly than anyone else, but she will not do less at all. From the middle of the night, he will secretly get up and cover himself with a quilt.

The dog stuff is really cute...

As for whether he would protect himself with all his heart and responsibilities, Fo Baonu had no doubt that the configuration of 120 people was already the best, because even the emperor of Song was only 120 people, and he could not exceed this configuration, otherwise Zhao Xing would be jealous.

"Then you will stay at home these days and spend more time with Miaoyan. I will be favored by you when I come back."

"Whatever you do is at home, your home is in the Liao Kingdom Palace."

"I don't like it there, I always feel that there is a resentful soul." Fo Baonu subconsciously shivered: "Sleep peacefully in you."

"You killed people, are you scared now?"

"They will die better than I die. How do you choose if you ask you to choose?" Fo Baonu looked at Song Gou unhappily: "I am not Zhao Xing, I don't have such good luck. If I took the wrong step, I would have been crushed to pieces."

"Good..." Xiao Song held her in his arms with one hand and stroked her dog's head: "Don't cry, don't cry."

"I didn't want to cry!" Fo Baonu said with a smile and tears: "It's like broad daylight, are you just hugging me?"

"Didn't you avoid it?" Xiao Song lowered his head and kissed her head: "My Anu's forehead is still good."

"Get out!" Fo Baonu was furious in an instant and pushed Song Gou away: "You can't die a bad death!"

In fact, what can I do if I hug you? Even though there are people coming over on the road, not many people have noticed them. Except for a few old ladies who sit under the big tree at the door of their house, they will smile like an aunt when they see them, the others really don’t care what the identities of the two people standing here are.

The world that has not been harmed by corrupt Confucian thinking is really wonderful.

After walking around the county, it was already darkening slightly. When the two walked back together, Fo Baonu suddenly asked, "If I had one, don't expect to take your surname."

"You suddenly have a firm attitude to tell me this?"

"right."

Xiao Song thought for a while: "How about you call Yelu Hongji?"

"Hmm? This name is good! What would it be if it was a girl?" Fo Baonu mentioned this: "Miaoyan said... I may have it already. I have calculated the days, so I will probably have it. I have to make up some plans for these things."

"Do you really treat me as a breeding thing?" Xiao Song looked at her in surprise: "Are you a little too much?"

"I gave birth to your child without hesitation. Do you say I'm too much?"

"That's not an excessive amount? You're borrowing the seeds at the right time, right?"

"What do you mean?"

Soon, the dispute turned into a quarrel. Fo Baonu was so angry that he threw away Song Gou and ran back straight. Song Gou said something inexplicably and turned around to a small restaurant, too lazy to go back and quarrel.

After Fo Baonu rushed back, he cried in tears in front of Miaoyan. Seeing that Song Gou had not come back yet, Miaoyan probably had a quarrel...

After asking clearly, Miaoyan was speechless. Someone actually quarreled over something that hadn't happened yet.

But if you think about it carefully, isn’t this the daily life of a young couple? Both of them are people who refuse to admit defeat, and after a while, sparks will be sparked.

"How did he tell you?"

"He didn't tell me anything." Miaoyan smiled and spread her hands: "I won't get pregnant."

"Can you control this?" Fo Baonu stared at her with wide eyes and in disbelief: "What kind of magic do you use?"

"I'm still waiting to be a good friend." Miaoyan chuckled with a smile: "What a good guy, you can't let an unmarried daughter get pregnant, right?"

"Ah?" Fo Baonu looked at Miaoyan in shock: "He didn't touch you?"

Miaoyan smiled and said, "He can't bear to leave."

Hearing this, Fo Baonu suddenly became even more sore, and the tears that had just stopped flowed out again: "Why don't you want to give up, you can give up me? Why..."

When encountering such a thing, Miaoyan had no better solution. The only thing she could do was to comfort her while waiting for Song Gou to come back from outside with her hands behind her back.

Song Gou, who was caught by Miaoyan, looked confused because what the dog emperor cried now was completely different from the topic of the quarrel.

"I can't bear to let go of anything? I can't bear to let it go, it's because she doesn't let it go!" Xiao Song sat on the bed angrily: "Ask her, if she agrees, can I let her go?"

"Wait." Miaoyan pushed forward: "Your views are too collapsed... Isn't it a bit bad to discuss this issue?"

Fo Baonu sat there and cried and said, "I am so stupid... really..."

Putting aside the identity of Emperor Liao, girls will be still girls, so they have to coax them... Before Emperor Liao became Wu Zetian, we will first cut off this possibility from the bottom of the root.

"ah……"

Fo Baonu opened his mouth obediently, and then Song Gou brought a wonton in. Miaoyan looked at this scene and covered her face disgustingly.

"You are so disgusting..." Miaoyan shivered in disgust: "Can you be a little bit like a person?"

"There's no way." Xiao Song sighed: "You don't want her to become Wu Zetian."

"Yes." Miaoyan slapped his head: "You continue and you continue... I'm used to being disgusted."

Speaking of Wu Zetian, this aroused the interest of Buddha Baonu, so the three of them began to discuss Wu Zetian's merits and demerits.

Then the topic gradually became the thirty-year-old question of "How to prevent His Majesty of the Liao Dynasty from becoming Wu Zetian".

The last question was answered by the Emperor of Liao: "I just want someone to love me more, when I was not the emperor."

This thing has a clear direction. Although it is a tone of acting cute, the responsibility is ultimately on Song Gou.

"Really, when Li Zhi was alive, Wu Zi basically did not make a fool of himself. Once Li Zhi died, she became another person."

"Cixi is almost the same." Song Gou continued: "It's all very harsh after her husband dies."

"Hahaha... so is Miss Dong." Miaoyan clapped her hands and said, "It's very harsh after she has lost her husband."

"You guys say something I don't understand again."

Fo Baonu looked unhappy and wronged, protesting that the two monsters were talking about something foggy.

"I know." Xiao Song nodded and said, "I will pay attention in the future."

"That's it." Fo Baonu glanced at melodiously: "Some people always like to say some confused and strange words."

"Hey, you dare to waste me." Miaoyan lifted her sleeves: "Let me see how I deal with you today."

However, in the end, Miaoyan misjudged the combat effectiveness of Fo Baonu. Although she was wronged in front of Song Gou, it was because Song Gou's combat effectiveness was really good, and her civil and military skills exceeded that of Fo Baonu. She looked up to Song Gou.

And to others... Wen, she was the emperor of Liao, Wu, she rushed to the north with a horse and rushed to the north of the grassland Tartars. This is a top-notch master in this world. How could she be beaten by a white tofu without any power?

"No, no, I beg for mercy." Miaoyan was tickled and was so angry that she was irritated: "Help... the dog is help..."

And Song Gou would not save her. He was just drooling and looking at the two young girls tangled together with a erotic look. It felt so wonderful.

"Let me ask, do you two usually do not..." Xiao Song rubbed his hands: "That."

"What?" Fo Baonu turned his head and looked at him: "You look bad, you must have nothing good to say."

Xiao Song laughed and said, "It's just...that's what, Miaoyan understands?"

"I understand you, a hammer... I want to watch the show that can be saved, right? Don't even think about it!"
Chapter completed!