How bitter is Young Master Wang’s suffering? In fact, he knows how cold and cold this thing is, but for him, it must be the most painful thing in the world.

From a prince and nobleman who turned sharply and became a sinner who was sent to the death, the pillars of the family collapsed one after another. At first, his sister who could protect him suddenly died of illness. Two years ago, the last grandfather who could protect him passed away, and later his whole family was confiscated and eventually he was bullied in a foreign land.

It can be said that he enjoyed so much blessings in the first half of his life, but in the second half of his life, he lived under someone else's roof and was bullied. He could still have a full meal no matter what, but after coming to Liao to make a living, he was not full for three meals and was frightened all day long.

The once rich and beautiful clothes can only appear in dreams, not to mention the delusions of a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine. Even the side effects of taking Wushi Powder in the past remained on the body. They were listless all day long, drowsy, and looked increasingly thin.

These things are one after another, and when you think back, it is like a knife cutting his heart. Every time you are moved, you will burst into tears.

"Before I came to Luoyang a few days ago, I specially visited my old friends, but...but they..."

Prince Wang wiped his tears and held the table angrily: "Hey... some people avoided it, some people treated me like a pig or dog, and even Jiang Xingliang... It was Jiang Xingliang, who used mine and claimed to be my hawk all day long. I said that even if it was not easy to help me, I took a few cakes for me to eat, but he brought me a hundred cakes for me to eat. If I couldn't finish eating, I would beat him up. This man deserves damn! Damn!"

It turns out that the story of "Feed the Young Master to Eat Cake" can really happen in reality. Song Beiyun has gained some knowledge after hearing it. He knew that the world was very bad, but he didn't expect it to be bad but he was still so despicable.

He did a lot of bad things, but he definitely couldn't do such things because he was disdainful.

"Later, I begged all the way to Luoyang. I wanted to join my aunt in Luoyang, but after I came here, I realized that my aunt had died of illness five years ago. I lost my money and had to live with several beggars in a dilapidated house. I usually earn a bite of food by drawing and writing for people."

Prince Wang lifted his sleeves aggrievedly: "The wound on this body was beaten by those people. They said I was from Song and I was not worthy of living in Luoyang."

Song Beiyun nodded gently: "I will definitely seek justice for you in this matter, so please feel at ease. I will find a place for you to settle down here. We will discuss the future matters for a long time."

"Big Brother Beiyun... Wuwuwu..." Prince Wang was moved but burst into tears again. Finally, he even beat his feet and stamped his chest, looking very miserable.

After he had cried enough, Song Beiyun poured him a glass of wine. Prince Wang took a sip of the wine and said in a trembling voice: "If I didn't meet you, I would either be beaten to death by them or freeze to death in a broken house. I would not be able to live or die of winter."

"Brother Wang, don't want this, there is no way out."

"Brother Song, I have seen the warmth and warmth of human feelings over the years and seen through this world." The prince wiped his nose with his torn clothes: "There are only three cups and two cups of favors, alas... But today I met Brother Song, and I realized why I am a great minister. I am open-minded and generous. If someone says you are not right in the future, I will come forward to argue with him!"

"Haha, there's no need for Brother Wang." Song Beiyun smiled and waved his hand: "The most difficult thing in the world is the mouth of Youyou. They said that they would tell them to go. If they said it out, I wouldn't be short of half a tael of meat."

While he was talking, the shopkeeper came back. He stood respectfully in front of Song Beiyun and said, "The boss, the clothes are ready, and I am also adept at finding a house for this young master. The money has been paid. The place was originally a house for Juzi. Later, when Juzi went to a high school and became an official in another place, the house was vacant. It was cheap to get it and the location was good. The environment was quiet and worthy of the temperament of this young master."

"How can you make money?" Song Beiyun raised his head and said, "How much is it? I'll pay you a deposit."

"Owner, you look down on me. If you don't have a boss and this Tianshangfang, the villain is now just a person who sheds sheep and cattle in the village. How could he achieve today? Not to mention a house, even if it's just a tragedy, it's just like this."

"Hey, no wonder you can become the shopkeeper." Song Beiyun smiled and shook his head, "Okay, I owe you a favor."

"Thank you, my boss!"

Song Beiyun took the clothes and handed them to Mr. Wang: "Brother Wang, let's change it. Let's go and see your new house."

The Wang family’s young master was reluctant to answer, but he said, “Brother Song… Why did this make Brother Yu different from the past now? I’m afraid he won’t be able to love you anymore.”

"Hahaha, Brother Wang is polite. Brother Wang spent a lot of money back then, so I gained some knowledge. The best I've eaten in my first half of my life were invited by Brother Wang. Don't tell me this today."

The young master of the Wang family just cried after hearing this, but he still looked like he could not make a big fuck with three poles.

The three of them came to the house in a carriage. The place was not big but it was very scholarly. Although it was incomparable to the Wang family's mansion back then, it was a little different from the dilapidated house he lived in now.

Although the house is only once in, the courtyard is quiet and there is a ginkgo tree in the courtyard. This time, the ground is full of golden leaves, which are pleasing to the eye.

"Brother Wang, are you still satisfied?"

"Satisfied and satisfied...this is so satisfying."

Song Beiyun nodded: "Since Brother Wang doesn't dislike you, you'll feel wronged for the time being. I'll discuss justice with you tomorrow."

"Don't be wronged or wronged..." Mr. Wang touched the brand new soft cotton bedding and the spotless bookshelf that had just been cleaned up. In an instant, he seemed to have returned to his time when he was a young master. Even though he had already cried and swollen eyes, his tears still couldn't stop flowing down.

"Boss, I have hired some maids and servants to serve this young master. It should be here later. I have paid enough for five years, so this young master doesn't have to worry about it."

"You are still thoughtful." Song Beiyun smiled and nodded, then took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed them to Mr. Wang: "Brother Wang, I don't bring much money on this time. You can take these first, and bring some to you next time I come."

If the prince had actually looked down on these three melons and two dates back then, after all, they looked thick but were actually all scattered money of five or ten scatters. He had tried hundreds of thousands of scatters before, which was so generous that it was shocking.

But now is different from the past. When he was at his worst, he had to live for two months. After knowing the warmth and coldness of the world, he saw these things again, which was like a clear spring in the desert.

Song Beiyun said goodbye and walked out the door. When he arrived in the carriage, he began to close his eyes and rest. He didn't say anything, the shopkeeper didn't say anything, and the two of them quietly arrived at their destination.

"By the way." Song Beiyun opened his eyes before the shopkeeper got out of the car and said suddenly: "Go and help me with something tomorrow."

"You said, boss."

Song Beiyun thought for a moment: "Tomorrow, if you go to find some scholars from other places, you will say that there was a literary king in Luoyang, who was arrogant and bullied the descendants of the Kong family. As for how to add fuel to the fire, you will say go."

"The villain understands, what else does the boss have to give?"

"It is best to find someone with a higher status in the literary world to write a letter to the Confucius Mansion in Shandong, saying that the descendants of the Kong family were bullied in Luoyang."

"You mean the Wang family's son? But the Wang family has not already..."

"It depends on the owner to beat a dog." Song Beiyun said lightly: "The Kong family's status in recent years is obviously not as good as before. Now this is happening. If they don't do anything, they will definitely be looked down upon. But I can't come forward for this matter, so you have to do it."

"I understand, I'll go and arrange it now."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"What's the matter?"

The shopkeeper was naturally willing to do things for Song Beiyun. Not to mention himself, even his son was protected by Song Beiyun. Just by writing inscriptions, a three-year-old child could enjoy the best education in the Song Dynasty. And because of this relationship, he was able to be promoted to the shopkeeper among many candidates.

So for him, Song Beiyun was actually equivalent to re-creation, and can this small matter be considered a matter?

After the two parted, Song Beiyun returned to his residence and saw the Buddha Baonu who was sitting on a chair reading.

"You can always make some new tricks for me."

"No? Then I'll go back tomorrow."

Fo Baonu glanced at him: "Okay, you've decided, I don't care about this."

"No matter whether it is possible or not, you have to make the final decision." Song Beiyun shook his finger and said, "Hundreds of school officials, all over the Liao Kingdom are all officials who have inherited their father's business. They will be rotten in a few years."

Fo Baonu did not answer, but just raised his head and said, "I miss my son."

"I miss my son? Then go to Chang'an during the Chinese New Year."

"I'll arrange the time." Fo Baonu sighed: "I dreamed of the baby yesterday."

"Stop talking nonsense, go to bed quickly, there are still many things tomorrow. I have delayed a lot of things on hand to help you."

"I know." Fo Baonu stood up and put his arm on: "Do you want to serve in bed?"

"I'm tired today, you can play it yourself."

"Play it yourself!" Fo Baonu twisted his butt hard: "I talked with you very much. Do you think I'm easy to bully? Let's go and enter the house!"

Early the next morning, when Fo Baonu just went out in men's clothing, he saw a stranger standing at the door. She looked up and down at the person, but the shopkeeper did not dare to look up at her from beginning to end.

"Look for Song Beiyun?"

"Report to Your Majesty, it's..."

"You know me." Fo Baonu chuckled: "That's his confidant? Go in, he's inside."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

A confidant said the shopkeeper was filled with joy. As for how he met the Buddha Baonu, it was actually not difficult, because the smell on Lord Song’s body yesterday was the same as the smell on this one. Moreover, this man was wearing a black casual dress, but the jade pendant on his waist was not an ordinary thing.

A woman dressed as a man, a prince or above, has a special fragrance on her body, and is close to Song Beiyun. She doesn't need to combine this series of clues. People like the shopkeeper who are knowledgeable can naturally see it at a glance.

He walked into the room without disturbing Song Beiyun, just waiting quietly.
Chapter completed!