There were only a few slandered people who could not fight without worries. Just now, she just rushed out. Even though she was holding a fan, she was still very powerful. So far, she is the only representative who makes people feel beautiful and cool when fighting, no one.

Xiaoyu is also quite strong, but he is really not good at fighting, because he learns killer moves, and he goes to the most vulnerable places, and there is no moral or morality at all, and he goes to kill people when he says it.

But Wuyou is different. He is the foundation of Jianwu. With the fan he is holding, it looks like dancing when he fights. But as long as he hits her, he basically has to flip a big circle out of thin air, and then fall heavily to the ground and then he can't get up again.

If you want to talk about how severe the injury is, it is not too severe. But there is a saying in the sword technique that is sword energy, but sword energy is not the real sword energy, but refers to using a sword to specifically hit the opponent's most painful place, causing the enemy to lose combat power the fastest. All kinds of strange acupoints are stuck like this, even a cow has to kneel on the ground and snarl for a long time.

Many of the other party can also be very good at practicing martial arts, but in front of Wuyou, who has just learned to walk, the gap is as big as the gap between an amateur and a world champion. Moreover, it is said that this sword dance sect can only choose particularly talented children to practice. You can imagine how big the gap can be between a talented professional player and an amateur player who wants to make a living.

Song Beiyun also had his eyes straightened. After all, this was the first time he saw Wuyou take action. He used to practice, but the effect shown in actual combat was really amazing.

After a while, everyone in front of them was beaten to the ground and couldn't get up. They screamed in pain, but Song Beiyun's fan was also scrapped, which was a pity for this masterpiece.

Before we could inform us, the people from Prince Qian's family had already arrived.

The person who came was none other than Qian's little prince, Qian Yongyi. This person is a student of the School of Physics of Jinling Academy of Sciences and a librarian at Hongwenguan. His five brothers work in the School of Mathematics, Design, Agricultural College, Chemistry College and Medical College. Each of them is a top cultural person.

Since the money was used, when he saw Song Beiyun here, he immediately sorted out his appearance and wanted to salute, but Song Beiyun waved his hand and bowed to Prince Qian from afar.

"Yongyi." Song Beiyun greeted him with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

Qian Yongyi was so shocked that he hurriedly ran up, bent down and whispered: "How is this here sir?"

"This is not in the academy, don't call me sir." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "Just call Brother Song."

Qian Yongyi's expression was subtle and he was silent for a moment: "No... If this is spread, I will be beaten."

"Then don't call me." Song Beiyun said decisively: "Okay? Don't act like a nerd."

There are really not many people in the world who can talk to the little prince of the Qian family like this. Zhao, a hundred surnames from the Song Dynasty, had a high status in front of the Qian family after the Song Dynasty. In addition, they did not participate in fame and fortune, so they were very powerful in both prestige and status.

But Song Beiyun can do it, because in addition to being the Prince's Young Guardian, he also has another job as a lecturer in the Academy of Sciences, and he also has a science subject. In theory, all students in the Academy of Sciences have to call him a master.

It is natural for a teacher to scold students. Just like when Song Beiyun was scolded by King Fu, he could only nod and bow.

Prince Qian nodded repeatedly, turned to look at the group of people on the ground, and then looked back at Song Beiyun: "What should I do...?"

"No need." Song Beiyun came over a chair: "You will sit here today and wait for their parents to come. I will teach you what to say when they come. Come over."

Qian Yongyi is actually a nerd and is very good at learning. The Encyclopedia of the Demon-Destroying Sacred Sword, which the Academy of Sciences is now compiling, has his name in the second row.

But this young man with great knowledge is like a piece of white paper for human feelings and worldly affairs. He doesn't know anything. Anyway, Song Beiyun asked him to sit here and sit here, without saying anything or doing anything.

As for why he was asked to sit here, after all, he was from the Qian family. When the Qian family came forward, even Zhao Xing had to give him some shame. Although these nobles later showed off their teeth and claws in front of others, they were really a younger brother in front of such a scholarly family and with great prestige among the people.

Moreover, this matter itself is their problem. Whether it is a false accusation or disturbance, it is best to go to the Jinluan Palace for lawsuits. Song Beiyun took the opportunity to smash the gang and kill them.

Sure enough, when the parents of the troublemaker came, they saw Li Chengxiang sitting next to him with his chest covered his chest and looked ugly, their faces were very ferocious. But when they saw that the little prince of the Qian family was sitting in front of them, they became much softer.

"I don't know why Prince Qian injured the dog because of this?"

The person who came was Li Chengxiang's father, Li Jixun's son Li Shouhui. The hereditary family and the descendants of the founding fathers.

But even such people have to be more restrained when facing the Qian family and avoid conflicts as much as possible.

"It's not my brother Li's injury." Qian Shouyi said sincerely: "It's brother Li's brother who made fun of the woman but was beaten instead."

"Dad... don't listen to him!" Li Chengxiang covered his chest and hummed: "It was the woman who stole his son's purse. His son couldn't come to ask for it, but he was beaten and injured by the witch."

"Oh? There's still this?"

Li Shouhui frowned and his expression became solemn. Although he was incomparable to the true hereditary prince of the Qian family, his father was somewhat a prince of Longxi. If he was bullied like this, what would be the face of the Li family?

"Stealing the purse..." Qian Shouyi scratched his chin and didn't know how to answer for a moment, but after remembering what Song Beiyun taught just now, he did everything.

He first took out the scrapped fan and said sincerely: "I don't know much about this. But the people inside asked me to hand over the fan to the uncle of the Li family and then talk about the purse stealing."

Li Shouhui took the fan with a puzzled look on his face. After opening it, he painted the four scenes of the imperial city. Seeing this fan, his heart skipped a beat. After looking at it carefully, he looked at the inscription on the top more and more familiar. He approached the kerosene lamp and looked so carefully, and almost fell down.

The inscription is clearly Zhao Hongliang's word! And who is Zhao Hongliang? Isn't that Zhao Xing before ascending the throne? If so, then it is either the emperor's own fan or the imperial fan given by the official.

But no matter who it is, the status of the emperor's possessions will not be much worse. Although as long as it is not Ding Xiang, Fu Wang, Song Beiyun and others, the Li family will not be embarrassed, it can basically be concluded that this beating was a waste of time.

In the room, Wuyou was looking out through the gap with her butt sticking out. She was also feeling a little scared now. After all, this was annoyed by a big shot. She could run away by herself, but going to the capital to eat... The plan to kill Song Beiyun might be ruined.

On the contrary, the scholar behind her was sitting on the edge of the coffee table with a comfortable face, making tea with olive core water, looking at it.

"Scholar! Are you not worried?"

"What am I worried about?" Song Beiyun raised his head: "My home is also considered the number one person in Beijing, so I don't have to worry about this. And do you know who the silly boy was sitting on the chair?"

"Who?"

"The little prince of the Qian family, this is the Great Buddha. No one can touch it easily." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "I am familiar with him."

Speaking of which, Song Beiyun and the Qian family were also ridiculous, just because the three magical scientists who were most familiar to him, Qian Sanqiang, Qian Xuesen, and Qian Weichang were all descendants of Qian Liu, the king of Wu Yue.

In addition, the Qian family of Wu Yue has been focusing on studying since they returned to Song Dynasty, so Song Beiyun tried every means to bring all the young generation of this magical family to the Academy of Sciences. What surprised him was that this family was really too coquettish... It was definitely a family with blood boundaries. They were able to accept new knowledge and become the best among them. Even the eldest son Qian Tongqian Junyi is now the top star in the Academy of Chemical Sciences and is Song Beiyun's most proud disciple.

Seeing that it was almost done, Song Beiyun stood up and said, "Come on, Wuyou help me take care of the tea, I'll go out and say a few words."

Wuyou has never experienced such a scene, but in the face of Song Beiyun's reliability, she naturally had no objection, so she sat straight over. When Song Beiyun was about to go out, she looked up nervously and said, "Be careful, if not, I will take you out."

"OK."

Song Beiyun laughed and pushed the door open and walked out, slowly walking into the front yard.

Seeing someone coming out from behind, everyone in the Li family immediately looked over there, and a man who looked like a scholar walked out, more than seven feet tall and very beautiful.

“Benefit.”

"exist."

Qian Shouyi immediately stood up and gave up his position to Song Beiyun. After he let out a long sigh, he stood behind Song Beiyun.

After Song Beiyun sat down, Li Shouhui looked at him carefully, but he felt that the person was very familiar. He then took the lantern and looked forward. At that time, his feet slipped and almost fell down.

And just such a staggering situation made Song Beiyun see the clues and calm down. Since the opponent knew it was cowardly, Song Beiyun would naturally start.

"Crown Prince Li, long time no see you." Song Beiyun smiled and greeted: "It has been several years since I left in Hangzhou last time."

The last time in Hangzhou, Song Beiyun met the master of the Li family. He spoke with the prince and made people break the defense with just one word. After all, the prince was Li Shouhui's father, not Li Shouhui, and was hereditary, but the hereditary was not the throne, only fief, fief, etc., and others respectfully called them the prince, but they were thousands of miles apart from the real prince like Prince Fu, and they were not even as good as Prince Chai who was cooked by Song Beiyun before.

When Li Shouhui saw Song Beiyun's face, he wanted to break his son's leg. He was so accustomed to seeing him not causing any disaster, but now he is not good at provoking anyone and has caused this plague god.

"Oh, Song Shaobao." Li Shouhui smiled with his fists: "I missed him very much when I parted last time."

"Don't miss him for now." Song Beiyun pointed to the fan in his hand: "Today's matter is still to be settled. First, it was your dog who told me that my girl had stole his purse. Second, it was the fan given by your son who was given by the emperor."

Oh, I really fear what I am afraid of. Li Shouhui's head is blank now and he doesn't know what to do. If it were a good thing in the past, Song Beiyun would not dare to act rashly, but now the money is falling and the nobles are experiencing a more terrible thing than releasing military power with wine. The ones that have been affected are already over, and those who have not yet affected are all tied up with their tails.

But at this time he got into such a plague god, he was like the guardian of the Buddha's seat, and the True Lord beside the Jade Emperor, who specialized in subduing demons and demons. Now that he is provoked at this time, he is no less than hitting the gun.

"Song Shaobao, this is just a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding." Song Beiyun savored this sentence carefully and laughed: "Prince Li, how can you solve this misunderstanding?"

Yes, how could this be considered a misunderstanding? It is not allowed to dominate the people's daughters in the name of false accusation. Although many people have done this or have done this, they have not taken over the heads of Song Beiyun and others.

"Crown Prince Li, you are also an official, and you are so old." Song Beiyun's voice suddenly turned cold: "Do you know where the national law is?"

After saying that, he pointed at himself and said, "I, the law-protecting minister, killing people like numb. Everyone hates me and wishes to eat my meat alive. I am investigated every year and accused every year. But I am still lively and lively. Do you know why? Is it the emperor's favor? All my footholds follow the national laws, and do you think it is appropriate to do so?"

Li Shouhui was about to bite his teeth into pieces. How could he not understand what happened now? How could he not know who Song Beiyun is?

But the same thing is true. Some things can be turned a blind eye most of the time, and it will be over when you go through a formality on the official side. But if the official side cannot be solved, the matter will be over.

As founding heroes, they were promising their powers, committing crimes, neglecting their holy graces, and robbing the people. This is enough to get the most out of it. Once a person like them loses the protection of the royal family, they may die even more than a salted fish.

"Song Shaobao..."

"Ling Zun made outstanding contributions to my great Song Dynasty throughout his life. If Prince Li saw that his descendants harmed his family and country so much that he had protected, would he have a spirit in heaven, and could he have rest in peace?"

Song Beiyun's words poked the Li family's lung tube. He couldn't say a word from the other side for a long time, but it was Song Beiyun's characteristic that he would not let these people go like this: "Take today's affairs, if I were not me, I was just a family of ordinary people. The son said that my sister stole his purse, what happened? I'm afraid that your Li family will have another insignificant concubine, right?"

Hearing these words, Li Shouhui's eyes turned red, and he raised his hand and slapped his unscrupulous son and crawled on the ground.

Song Beiyun chuckled: "I am a fair person, and I happen to be going back to Beijing to report my work. Your family is also a hereditary nobleman, so let me go to Beijing with me to find Ding Xiang and the official family."
Chapter completed!