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578. March 27th, four years

"I went to check it out. After checking it, it was true. Ma Mingyuan was indeed close to the Qinglong woman. He was still staying with the woman for a long time before that night. But the incident on the morning of the next morning should have nothing to do with Ma Mingyuan. He was just a scholar and could not use such a vicious plan."

Fo Baonu supported his chin with one hand and frowned and listened to the report of the King of the South Courtyard. She probably thought about why this operation was, just to wipe away the evidence. As long as the brothel woman died without evidence, everyone could call it absurd thing.

"Who does the Master think do this?"

"I dare not speak nonsense, but there is still something strange here. The brothel woman disappeared after being rescued, and her life and death are still unknown." The king of the South Court wanted to speak but stopped, and then clasped his fists and said, "For some reason."

"The master said it straight away, and there are only two masters and apprentices here."

"There should be the shadow of Song Beiyun, the envoy of Song State, but I can't find it out if I investigate it hard." The king of the South Courtyard looked guilty: "I don't even know where he hides the woman?"

"Song Beiyun." Fo Baonu narrowed his eyes and muttered: "Master, don't blame yourself. I know that person's ability. I will definitely not blame you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Fo Baonu was very open-minded. He could make the King of the South Court, who was in charge of the Imperial City Department of the Liao Kingdom, have no clues. Few people in the world could do it, but Song Beiyun was one of them.

Thinking of the last time he tied himself to Song State, he was completely unaware of it from beginning to end. Now he is going to send a brothel woman out. Isn’t that easy?

If he really participated in this matter, the Liao Kingdom would have no way to do anything except stare at it. It was not that he was incompetent, but that guy was too smart, like a monster.

"By the way, Master. What you meant before was that Ma Mingyuan sent his beloved in the brothel to Song Beiyun?"

"That's true, this is normal. Scholars often give each other concubines, which is not very strange. But they... have seen the wrong person."

Yes... they misread the person. Can Fo Baonu still not know? There are so many monsters in the world. The first monster is her Song Gou. Using such tricks may work to deal with others, but don’t expect it to be on him. When this dog was lying next to her the day before yesterday, it was midnight, but suddenly said, “What if someone in Liao Kingdom hurt me”, and then he began to pull up the sleepy Liao Emperor to discuss for half an hour.

It is hard to take advantage of his loopholes. Because his catchphrase is the saying "Everything else is easy to say, and the life of a dog is only one", you can imagine how well he is guarded.

Not to mention anything else, just him came to Liao Kingdom. If someone else came, he would have come. Even if he didn't come to see the unborn child and his mother in the name of an envoy, it would be reasonable, right? But this guy still made sufficient preparations and plans, and the two countries reported it and issued a letter, making full plans that Liao Kingdom might detain him.

This guy...

Sometimes Fo Baonu is really angry and funny. Are he really the kind of person who will detain him?

Yes, I am that kind of person.

"Why can't my Liao Kingdom come out with someone who can match him?" Fo Baonu sighed: "It's really a death."

"It's true. I heard that Xiao Ping, the eldest son of the Minister of Revenue, was a genius. He was just arrogant and disliked the officialdom. He heard the rumors in the market that he seemed to be able to not lose to Song Beiyun."

"Is there another one?" Fo Baonu was indifferent: "I decided that he was just an embroidered pillow. If the master didn't believe it, he would test it and let him see what a monster is."

In the past two or three years, people have popped up every now and then and said they can be compared with Song Beiyun. At the beginning, the Buddha Baonu was very happy and saw each other, but they were really disappointed. Apart from bragging, those people were really inferior to Song Beiyun.

Song Beiyun... Forget it, I won’t mention much, but I still feel like I’m boasting too much.

"Okay, Master continues to do this. Don't have any concerns. Even if Ma Mingyuan is interrogated, it can be executed. After all, this is the duty of the Imperial City Department."

"Abide by the imperial edict."

As soon as the king of the South Court left, Fo Baonu stretched out his hand and summoned his confidant from the side: "I urgently summon the envoy of Song."

"Your Majesty, is it... the main entrance or the side entrance?"

Fo Baonu thought for a while: "Let's go to the main gate, he is making trouble on my territory, I want to knock on her."

The confidant turned his head and left. After more than half an hour, Song Beiyun, who had entered the palace after formal procedures, appeared in front of the Buddha Baonu. He bowed and bowed and bowed: "The envoy has seen Your Majesty."

Fo Baonu was reviewing the memorial at this moment, and he didn't even raise his head when he heard his voice: "I heard that the envoys of the Song Kingdom have lived well in Xindu these days."

"I ask Your Majesty for your conscience and everything is fine." Song Beiyun replied politely: "I wonder if Your Majesty is eager to call an envoy to come, what's the point?"

Fo Baonu's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and then after she turned around, she threw the pen on the table: "Where did you hide that woman? Isn't it that golden house hidden? "

"Sent to Hangzhou." Xiao Song spread his hands: "What? Is there a problem?"

"You are so brave!"

Fo Baonu was so angry that his face turned red: "Why didn't you hand it over? Leave it to the South Courtyard."

Xiao Song tilted his head and looked at Fo Baonu: "What's your attitude? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"This is Liao Kingdom. So what if you are above my territory?" Fo Baonu raised his head and shouted: "Also, why did you write lewd cliches to that bitch?"

Is this... jealous?

By the way, right, His Majesty Liao is such a big jar of jealousy. Not to mention a courtesan of the Liao Kingdom, she would have to eat it for two days because she picked up a chopstick for Miaoyan. The key point is that she was jealous and never said it clearly. She had to find something else to get angry.

"Your Majesty, you can't mess with me."

Looking at his appearance, Fo Baonu was still angry but found it funny. He couldn't help laughing, and his expression immediately became weird.

"It's broken, Your Majesty."

The Buddha turned his head and looked unhappy.

Xiao Song was too lazy to pretend, so he sat aside and poured himself a glass of water with the Buddha Baonu's teacup: "There is no one, come and sit down."

Fo Baonu stood up and pouted, walked up to him with his arms swayed, and took the opportunity to hit him a few times.

"The waist is sore..." Fo Baonu whispered: "Press and press for me."

"Okay, okay, lie down." Xiao Song patted her and said, "Don't stick your belly too tight."

When the Liao Emperor was lying there and asked Song Envoy to massage, Xiao Song told Fo Baonu the reason why he had to transfer the woman.

After listening to it, Fo Baonu pondered for a long time, and then suddenly asked again with grievance: "Why can't you help me?"

"I won't explain this." Xiao Song rubbed her head: "There is nothing to do, history books will harm their descendants. Before there were little guys, I didn't care about how the history books were written, but now that I have little things, I have to make good plans for them."

"Well..." Fo Baonu couldn't say anything, but just lay there and sighed: "It's just that I was born at the wrong time."

"It's okay." Xiao Song turned her over and let the Buddha Baonu lie on his lap: "At least you haven't become a person like Wu Zetian, and there will be no future without it."

"Being an emperor is so lonely." Fo Baonu looked up at the roof of carved beams and painted buildings: "I am powerful but I can't sleep with a lonely pillow. I wish I could not be born in the home of ordinary people."

"Do you want to be born in an ordinary family?"

"Um."

"Okay, get ready, I'll take you there for a metamorphosis."

"What is a metamorphosis?"

"You will know then."

Xiao Song was like asking Zhao Xing to participate in a metamorphosis, but he couldn't find any opportunity. Now that Emperor Song doesn't work, he will change to Emperor Liao. Emperor Liao went to participate in a metamorphosis, which made these dogs who shouted all day long that they wished they could be born in ordinary people and experienced what the pain and sorrow of ordinary people mean.

After all, this is a kind of unreasonable imagination after eating and wearing warm clothes, such as the absurd and beautiful Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the fragrance of books in the room in the 18th year of the Republic of China.

Those who have never truly experienced the hardships of the working people at the bottom are not worthy of shouting any ideas. Song Beiyun firmly agrees with this. After returning to Song State, Zhao Xing will also participate.

These maggots born in the royal family!

"By the way, your ex-boyfriend Ma Zhiyuan is a piece of shit. Don't tell me that he is Kuang Yusheng from Liao Kingdom. He is not worthy." Xiao Song suddenly began to stand up for Brother Yusheng: "It's just an ordinary scholar with a stench of a high scholar. My Brother Yusheng is a real pillar. Not to mention the two, even if they are placed together, it will insult my Brother Yusheng."

"Okay, okay... don't say it!" Fo Baonu covered his mouth: "I understand..."

Xiao Song was still unhappy: "When he gave me his good looks, do you know I'm not worthy of you?"

"Okay!" Fo Baonu touched his stomach with an awkward expression: "I'm pregnant with your child, why are you doing that old debt?"

"Glory and wealth are really tempting." Xiao Song sighed: "It's really irresistible for scholars of this era."

"It seems like you are not a scholar."

"When did I become a scholar?" Xiao Song hugged Fo Baonu: "I am a well digger..."

But just as I was about to experience the ultimate temptation of uniforms, the door outside was knocked on, and the confidant female official said, "Your Majesty, I'll ask for a meeting in front of the Prime Minister's Hall of the North Court."

"Let go quickly and let go... take it out." Fo Baonu patted Song Beiyun's hand, and then quickly tidied up his clothes: "You hide first, hurry!"
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