Xiao Song has a special car at this level. The specifications of the carriage are quite high. The kind can be gilded on the windows, but he usually won’t take that car unless he attends a formal occasion. After all, he is always guarding others. If you are so arrogant, wouldn’t you hate those assassins who don’t know where Song Beiyun is?

So he was in Chang'an City, and actually he prefers to take donkey carts that specialize in pulling people next to the main road. He thinks this should be the earliest taxi in the world. This business is basically controlled by the Xixia people. When they come to Chang'an to make a living, most of them will bring their own horses. Although they are not good-bred military horses, they are still very good to use for pulling carts.

Perhaps because of the characteristics of the industry, these guys who rent carriages are very talkative. As soon as they speak, they will be in the northwest tone and talk about trivial things all over the city. It is also interesting to have a lot of fun.

"Come on."

The driver-driver shouted, and Song Beiyun got out of the car, took out some copper plates and handed them over, and then said, "How much money can you make in a day?"

"Okay, three to five hundred people, not good, there is not a big son."

"It's okay, I'm leaving."

"Better than my hometown." The slight sighed: "The taxes in my hometown are so unstoppable."

Song Beiyun smiled and said nothing. What should we do if Xixia does not collect taxes? The money they owe is enough that they can't get up at all.

But it was probably too soon. The Xixia's energy was basically exhausted. The rest was to force the Li family to abdicate, and then the Xixia merged with the Song Dynasty and it was done.

When fighting, Xixia must be unable to fight. The war horses were discounted as war compensation. The weapons were not updated and maintained for a long time because they had no money. The only iron ore and coal mines were also discounted and delivered.

Now Xixia is the grasshopper in autumn, and it has been jumping around in a few days.

Xiao Song watched the carriage walk away, chuckled a few times before asking Jin Ling'er's maid to open the door.

When he walked into the yard, he heard someone playing music from a distance. Song Beiyun turned his head and looked at the maid next to him: "What are you doing?"

"I don't know."

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you." Xiao Song sighed: "Guixiang, can't you give me a letter when I ask you one day?"

"But I really don't know." Guixiang is also the kind of rude. He and Song Beiyun have known each other for a long time. If there were no one around, she would even be in front of the master, so she would have lost all awe: "If you have to ask, then I have to cheat you."

Song Beiyun stretched out his hand and twisted her face: "I'm still very capable!"

"It hurts... Master lets go, you can pinch other parts, it's hard to pinch your face."

Song Beiyun sighed and said, "I will go find a man for you tomorrow so that I can't bother me here."

"That won't happen." Guixiang shook her head: "I am the princess's personal maid, so how can I leave at will? This matter must be passed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Song Beiyun patted the back of her head, but ignored her and walked straight into the backyard.

As soon as I entered, I saw a little girl dancing on the grassland dance. Zuo Rou was playing music for her next to me...

"Is this?" Xiao Song walked up and asked curiously: "Which did you play?"

Zuo Rou turned around when she heard this, then immediately stood up and rushed to Song Beiyun, pulling his sleeve and coming to the little princess of the grassland.

"Come on, let me introduce you to this little princess on the grassland who came to marry your son, and her Chinese name is Erhua."

Song Beiyun nodded to the little princess, but there was no turmoil on her face. Instead, the little princess turned around Song Beiyun.

"Are you the prince?" The little princess suddenly felt a little overjoyed. This man looked so nice! He also looked decent, but he just looked familiar. I don't know where he saw it, but he must have seen it.

Song Beiyun walked around him and walked into the room, looked at him: "When did I become the prince?"

Jin Ling'er sat there with her arms in her arms. After seeing Song Beiyun coming, she just smiled unhappily: "God knows, this is a cargo, you'll deal with it."

Xiao Song sighed and said, "I understand."

He turned around and looked at the young grassland princess, looked up and down. After washing the powder on his face, he turned out to be a young girl. As for whether she looks good or not, she is considered a kind of person with good facial features. How can a young girl with good facial features not look good?

"You are the prince, so I have something to tell you." The little princess said mysteriously: "Come with me."

The little princess pulled Song Beiyun into the depths of the yard without saying a word. Zuo Rou immediately raised her ears and moved over there.

"I didn't want to marry this time, but because you look good, I reluctantly agreed. But you want to drive all those women away." The little princess raised her chin and said to Song Beiyun: "Also, where is your father? I have a letter to you to give to your father."

Song Beiyun's expression was very strange. He lowered his head and looked at the naive man who talked to himself. Even though he had long understood how the misunderstanding arose, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"This letter is very important. It was written by my father Khan to your father. You must hand it over to him in person." The little princess took out the letter and shook it in front of Song Beiyun: "I can't give it to you, please let your father come over or I will go to see your father with you."

Song Beiyun tilted his head and looked at her: "Is Song Beiyun?"

"Yeah." The little princess nodded vigorously: "Oh? When I was studying Chinese, my husband said that my son should not mention his father's name. You are not a good prince, so you should hang it up and use a whip to whip it."

She was talking here, Zuo Rou, who was hiding beside her, covered her mouth and laughed with a stuttering smile. She always felt that she was already very stupid. Now it seems that there are really a mountain in this world and a mountain low. This is great... It's great...

"You give me the letter first." Xiao Song sighed.

"No, my father Khan said that he must hand it over to Song Beiyun in person."

"My fuck..." Xiao Song pursed his lips: "I am."

The little princess wrinkled her nose and stood on tiptoe to pat Song Beiyun's shoulder: "Little brother, you Han people really love to joke. Be good, go and call your father, this matter is very important."

Zuo Rou had already laughed out loud at this moment, and Song Beiyun turned his head and looked at her: "Eavesdropping just eavesdropping. Keeping quiet is the basic etiquette."

"Okay, okay..." Zuo Rou lifted up her skirt and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Your pants..." Song Beiyun slapped his forehead: "Oh... why are you all people like you!"

Resisting the urge to scold the fool, Xiao Song gritted his back teeth and said to the little princess of the grassland: "First of all, I am Song Beiyun. Secondly, the husband you want to marry is only a little over three years old this year. If you are willing to wait, wait. If you don't want to wait, just send me the letter and I will arrange for you to go back to the grassland."

The little princess pointed to Zuo Rou sideways and said, "Did they force you to say this? I'll go find them to judge!"

When Zuo Rou saw it, she ran away with her skirt, but the little princess was reluctant to rush to comment with Jin Ling'er.

"Wait a minute."

Song Beiyun reached out to block the irritable princess's way, and at this moment Zuo Rou actually ran back with her skirt...

Seeing this person's performance, Xiao Song felt that he might have to start contraceptive to Zuo Rou in the future, otherwise if he had a child, he would not be able to take care of the stupid child for the rest of his life, and giving birth to him would hurt him...

"Don't stop me." The little princess snorted coldly: "I'll let these bad people know how powerful my whip is."

Xiao Song sat on the bench next to him, with his head tilted, his face full of love.

He has never been used to dealing with idiots. Zuo Rou is called an exception. After all, he has been involved since childhood. He is also his enlightenment sister. But this little princess is a serious idiot from the sky. Xiao Song is very stubborn when he sees such people.

Stupid, stupid, and simply believing in her life. Until now, I think everyone is joining together to deceive her.

As for it? Just ask...

"You can answer my questions first."

"Okay, my husband." The little princess' eyes smiled like a little crescent moon: "You Han people are called me husband, right? No, that's what the Jin people call them. The Han people call them... husband."

Zuo Rou has started to beat the ground at this moment, and even hooked up Qiaoqiao, Qiaoyun and the others who heard the movement. After hearing these words, their expressions were different, but basically they were helpless in their eyes.

"I won't discuss what your name is with you. Why do you think I am the prince and my father is Song Beiyun." Xiao Song sighed and said, "Is anyone telling you that Song Beiyun is about fifty years old this year?"

"Father Khan said." The little princess said unwaveringly: "Father Khan will not lie, then Father Khan will not lie, it's just you who make fun of me."

Song Beiyun put his finger joints and bones crackled and fell into deep thought...

There is a logical knot here, that is, the little princess's cognition is fixed and does not change with the changes of people. She doesn't argue with the truth, but also sticks to one point of view.

Now in her perception, Song Beiyun is fifty years old, and even those who are younger than fifty years old must be Song Beiyun.

Even if Song Beiyun stood in front of her, she would feel that "you Han people are so treacherous. Let's join forces to bully me, a young girl in the grassland." She was a little sick, and her husband had already called her because she looked good.

"Come on, look up, I'll look at your teeth." The little princess reached out to Song Gou: "Let me see."

This time, even Qiaoyun, who was always serious, couldn't laugh anymore. She turned her head and covered her mouth hard, preventing herself from making a sound, but the puff sound was particularly clear.

"I advise you to do it yourself." Xiao Song shook her hand away: "Don't touch me."

Beiyun felt so distressed. The little girl always warned him not to touch him, but now he responded to the principle of feng shui. It was his turn to call others not to touch him.

"In our grassland, unhealthy men cannot go to bed." The little princess said with a sarcasm, and even at the end she unconsciously spoke the language of the grassland.

After a lot of gushes, she lifted her sleeves and said, "Let me touch them and see if you are strong or not."

Xiao Song slapped her hand away with a snap: "Okay, don't bother me. Who of you will take her to find out who I am?"

As soon as the words finished, the birds and beasts scattered, without a trace. Only Song Beiyun was standing there holding a bowl with rice cakes and eating lunch. He was standing there watching innocently.

"The husband and wife are birds in the same forest..." Xiao Song sighed discouragedly: "The disaster is coming and they all fly away."
Chapter completed!