"How come I didn't know that Song Gou was so big that guy who saw me?"

Zhao Xingheng lay on the soft chair and sighed. The queen in front of him was putting meat in the hot pot. After hearing his words, she didn't say anything and just continued to work.

Because the harem cannot interfere in politics, and we cannot say bad things about the ministers of the regent. The world is the world of men, and it is better for women to be a supporter. There are so many queens in the world, and the queen who is chewing around has never ended well.

"But I am really tired... it's so difficult to be an emperor." Zhao Xing turned over like a child: "I want to go out to play, to Xianling Island, to Liangshanpo, to Daleiyin Temple, to Penglai Pavilion, to immortality and to play in the world, but I don't want to be an emperor."

"Official family, let's have a meal."

"I actually found you look pretty good." Zhao Xing turned his head and looked at the queen: "Are you being raped by me a few days ago?"

"That's because the official owes a scolding."

"Well, when it comes to this, I have to say that Song Beiyun is. You have no contact with him. Only after you come into contact with him will you know what it means to be truly owed. Whether he speaks or does things, he owes everything." Zhao Xing picked up the bowl and sighed: "That year in the Nanchang Mutiny, he participated in the quelling rebellion. After quelling rebellion, guess what?"

The queen, who was born in the general, became excited when she heard this content. Although she seemed to be uninterested, her gossipy little ears had already stood up.

"After he suppressed the rebellion, he actually went to travel around the mountains and rivers! I gave him seven gold medals, and he complained to me about what to urge me, do you think this person owes me?"

The queen sang a loud voice and said, "How could there be such a person?"

"Then he went to Chang'an, and I asked him to come back and preside over the reform. Twelve gold medals were sent over and over. They were all openly resisting the order. I can't do anything to him, because they have reasons. It's more important than anything else to recover my hometown in one sentence. Tell me... What else can I do except pinch my nose and endure it?"

Zhao Xing didn't seem to have enough complaints, and after he finished speaking, he continued to whine: "And this time, I said I would help Qiaoyun find relatives. Haha... You don't know that he was directly in charge of the Imperial City Department, and the Guoan Department where the Xing part went out was also his. The secret agents in the world had to shake their name when they heard his name. They still needed to go in person if they were looking for someone? He was just hiding from me!"

"Why should I hide from the official family?"

"I'm afraid I'll make trouble for him." Zhao Xing was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "He annoyed me, but I'm also afraid of trouble. Just take the nothing wrong with the Japanese grassland tribes as an example. It would be so troublesome if you let me deal with it. How good is he dealing with it? Why do you always let me, an outsider, do it?"

The queen couldn't listen to this anymore. She tilted her head and looked at Zhao Xing: "Official family, isn't this your duty..."

"Everything is my duty, so why do these regent ministers do? They just help me share my worries? I just want to let them undermine me, and they don't do anything." After that, he sat up and slapped his thighs: "It's all a big blame on Song Beiyun!"

"The official family, those emperors who have been undermined from ancient times have had a hard time."

Zhao Xing waved his hand disregardlessly: "Isn't Song Gou this? As long as he is still alive, everything is easy to say."

The queen gave Zhao Xing a blank look and no longer talked nonsense to this guy. He was just lazy and wanted to make a fuss! This was a blessing for his good luck. He didn't have anyone like Dong Zhuo or Cao Cao, otherwise the name of the Song Dynasty would have to be changed now.

"I was a puppet emperor back then, and I was so angry. Now I have figured it out, if we don't act as a puppet, can't it be a hand-off manager?" Zhao Xing sighed and stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth: "They don't let me be a hand-off manager, and they insist on driving me to the wise king. I am not the material for being an emperor... I am suitable to be an idle prince, carrying a cage and walking birds, snatching hares, and catching badgers."

"Official family, eat!" In order to make Zhao Xing shut up, the queen handed a large bowl of ingredients to Zhao Xing: "The official family just now shouted that he was hungry."

"I'm hungry or hungry." Zhao Xing said while eating: "Speaking of this, Song Gou should be back. I'll give him a gold medal a day to see when he can come back."

Zhao Xing’s complaints are actually not entirely blamed. Recently, the civil and military officials who have attended court have not been as many as those who have come to see the outside world. Without Song Beiyun’s initial screening, these dogs really have to come and make trouble.

A few days ago, the Liao Kingdom intercepted the grain of the Jin Kingdom, and the Jin envoy came to complain. Then, countries with big butts such as Korea, Siam, and Japan also staged the seven heroes and five righteousness. Then the Western Regions came to complain and said that Persian invasion. The Persian envoy snot and tears accused them of not invading, but they were really unable to eat.

Anyway, all kinds of sesame and mung beans are piled on Zhao Xing's desk. These days he seems to have returned to the time when he was just taking power. He works overtime until late at night every night, and it is extremely painful. Even the newly opened theater in Jinling doesn't have time to take a look. I heard that there is a very beautiful actor in it.

This person is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. But after he turned his hand, he has to start working overtime again. Zhao Xing feels that life is boring, like a diligent old ox.

He even wrote an article in the newspaper, which revealed the emperor's daily hardships, and even used the word "tragedy".

But this article was quickly refuted by Ding Xiang in the newspaper. Even Zhao Xing had to avoid his edge. It can be seen that the old man Ding was tortured by overtime during this period, and he was already at the level of taking a bite when he caught anyone.

According to Song Gou, biting people can defeat fire...

At this moment, Song Beiyun came to Hangzhou City leisurely.

This Hangzhou City is worthy of being the Hangzhou City, which has paradise and Suzhou and Hangzhou. Even in the disaster year, it is still prosperous. In addition, the rain suddenly became abundant these days, and the West Lake became plump again. In addition, this winter is surprisingly warm this year, and the willows sprouted on the cold winter day. The slight wind really made tourists drunk by the warm wind.

"This Tianshangfang in Hangzhou is different from other places. The Tianshangfang here mainly sells local specialties. Trying vinegar fish and meatballs are all excellent."

Song Beiyun sat on the terrace of Tianshangfang. The wind was drizzling outside, but the temperature was not as cold as the cold winter. Although it was a little cool, he no longer had to shrink his hands and feet.

"The severe drought is connected to the warm winter, and there will be a locust plague next year." Song Beiyun sighed: "There may be floods. The floods and locust plague after the severe drought are really not a good year."

Wuyou sat next to him and looked at the scenery outside, but Wuxin listened to Song Beiyun's words and just yawned and waited for the food.

After the first dish came, she asked while eating, "Scholar, why do you seem to know everything?"

"Read ten thousand books and travel thousands of miles." Song Beiyun leaned against the pillar: "Read more and think more and walk more, listen more and read more and talk less."

"But you still can't beat me."

"Then you are so powerful, go and deal with the locust plague."

Wuyou was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to speak, but just angrily dealt with the meatballs in the bowl.

After getting familiar with it, Song Beiyun found that this female hero was very easy to talk to. As long as it was not involved in corrupt officials and Song Beiyun, she was basically an ignorant and simple ordinary girl.

When she talks, she will make fun of her. Although she will occasionally get angry, she will most of the time feel ashamed of her ignorance.

This is better than Zuo Rou. She will only get angry when she hits Zuo Rou and then try to hurt others suddenly.

"Scholar, you know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and you won't go to take the exam for fame."

"I'm afraid that you will be a corrupt official after I took the exam and you will be chopped off with a knife." Song Beiyun raised his eyes: "I don't know why you hate the officials so much."

Wuyou squirted a few times, as if she wanted to say something but didn't say it. Finally, she just frowned and her voice became serious: "Anyway, the dog official deserves to die."

Qiaoyun walked in from outside at this time, holding a few batches of high-quality silk in her hand, walked to Wuyou for a while, and then said, "I have just chosen a few batches of silk. I will take Wuyou girls to make a set of clothes later. This outfit of men doesn't look like a man after all."

"We children in the world don't care about these things!" Wuyou said with a straightforward mouth, but his eyes never left those silk pieces, and his eyes were almost glaring out.

After all, Wuyou’s ultimate dream is to eat delicious food, make new clothes and kill Song Beiyun. Now that he eats delicious food and makes new clothes, the only thing left is to kill Song Beiyun.

"Miss Wuyou, eat quickly." Qiaoyun sat beside him and smiled, "We will go after eating."

"Okay, OK." Wuyou stuffed all the last four meatballs into his mouth and said vaguely: "Let's go, go."

Seeing her jumping out happily with Qiaoyun, Song Beiyun sighed quietly: "After that, he is a sixteen-year-old child."

As soon as they left, a man who looked like a shopkeeper came to Song Beiyun and rubbed his hands: "Hehe, boss."

When Song Beiyun heard this voice, the tea in his mouth almost spurted out. He looked up at the guy and found that it wasn't that ghostly thing. However, his changes have indeed been a bit big in recent years. He had a beard and changed into a gorgeous dress, and his belly also rose. However, the bitch he was calling the boss had not changed at all.

"Yes, have you gotten into the shopkeeper?"

"Thank you for your cultivation." The boy bent his waist and smiled flatteringly: "I haven't seen you for several years last time when I left."

"You have gained a lot of weight." Song Beiyun said with a sigh: "Have you started to grow beards?"

"Well, I became a father the year before."

"It's pretty good." Song Beiyun laughed: "What's the name of the child?"

"It's a bit hard to speak out." The boy touched the back of his head and laughed: "The fortune teller said that the villain's name was not good, so he asked me to change the surname Di according to my mother's surname. The child was also the name of an ordinary family, so he just took the word Qing. You are a talented man, what do you think? If it's not good, the villain will go back and change it."
Chapter completed!