After confirming with King Fu that he would come to deliver medicine to the princess every seven days, Song Beiyun left with a carriage and two ox carts.

Oh, and Zuo Rou.

The reason why there will be three is because the county lord found someone to cut off all the dayamisia on the back mountain and put it on, and personally sent the two of them to the mouth of the alley, and pitifully said that they must come in a few days.

As soon as they walked on their front feet, there were several fierce ruffians and hooligans walking into the place where Song Beiyun landed yesterday, and they were holding a portrait in their hands, which was painted with Song Beiyun.

"This person, have you seen it or not?"

The little guy looked at the portrait and then at the ruffian, and shook his head slightly.

Seeing him shake his head, the person with the portrait frowned and turned back to a young man behind him and said, "Young master, there are twenty of them, when will you find this?" If you ask again, you have to ask Shangfu Wangfu, what kind of enmity do you say this Jin family has with this person, 100,000 yuan to find such a scholar? ”

The young man was dressed in gray, he was also eighteen or nineteen years old, his face was not fierce, but he was slowly alert and cunning, his eyes were bright, he mused for a moment and said: "We don't care about the affairs of the Jin family. Since he has found his father's head, it is naturally business, so why not do business. Let's go, go and change home. ”

The young man walked a few steps with people, and Beipo walked in with a smile on his face, sat at the table, and casually put a bunch of money in the hand of the little guy: "A pot of spring tea." ”

"Wait a minute, officer."

While he was talking, the young man came back with someone again, he walked slowly to the front of Beipo, and clasped his fists: "Hello Gongzi An." ”

"Oh, who am I?" Beipo arched his hand perfunctorily: "This is not Yang Zhongrong." ”

The young man laughed: "Gongzi An, you have been following me closely since yesterday, why is this?" ”

"Dao Zhaozhao, you can't walk me? Is this Luzhou City surnamed Zhao or Yang? ”

The young man pursed his lips and laughed, and arched his hand: "I am also the son of a land protection family, how dare I be like this, but An Gongzi's next road is also the road, and even if you walk on this road, there are some rules that you can't but abide by." ”

"Huh." Beipo tilted his head slightly: "Then what if I just don't keep it?" How can your Yang family tolerate me? Or do you still count on your traitorous grandfather to support you? ”

When the young man heard this, the green tendons on his forehead exploded, and his fists were clenched tightly, but his emotions were still calm: "Gongzi An, it's inappropriate, right?" My grandfather was wronged, but my Yang family was also full of loyalty, even the official family only took the porch of my house but did not take the merits of my ancestors. ”

"Your family is doing some thieves and trades, and no one is allowed to talk about it?"

"Thieves?" The young man sneered, then simply stopped arguing, and arched his hand again: "Gongzi An, let's stop talking, so as not to hurt the feelings of the two families." ”

After speaking, he took the people and left, looking at him powerfully, Beipo glanced at him contemptuously, and chuckled: "The son of the horseman, the family of the horseman." ”

His voice was quite loud, and the young man who had not gone far paused, and the rain flowed down his forehead, looking a little terrible.

"Don't be in charge, do you want to go in and beat him up."

"You fight for some air! People say you're thieves! You fight for some gas! The boy cried out, "Why did my father take you into the house, so that you might not become thieves?" ”

"Understood...... Less in charge. ”

After searching to no avail, he returned home, full of grievances but unable to speak, and only gave his hand lightly when he saw his father.

"Wen Guang, what's wrong with you?"

The man known as the black leopard Yang Wu sounds like an underworld character, but in fact, his father is Yang Ye, the old commander of the golden knife, but he was killed by traitors in the court, not to mention the death on the battlefield, and was slandered as a rebel general.

"Father, it's all right."

"Told again?" Yang Yanzhao walked over and took a handkerchief to wipe the water stains on Yang Wenguang's face: "Young heart!" ”

"Father, you have taught your son to put righteousness first since he was a child, but why do people in the world despise my Yang family? Uncle and ancestor all sacrificed their lives for the country, and one of your legs was also lame because of running and killing on the battlefield, why should you let those scholars who have no body to ridicule? Yang Wenguang is a teenager after all, and when he talks about excitement, his eyes are already red.

Yang Yanzhao sighed: "Others say that others say, do you know why I moved my family to Luzhou, and why I took those ruffians into my hands?" ”

"The child knows! This Luzhou is already the front line of the Great Song Dynasty, if the enemy army attacks one day, my Yang family must not die in the rear, even if it is taken away and defeated, the Yang family is still the Yang family! Stand to live, stand to die! ”

"Good son!" Yang Yanzhao patted him on the shoulder: "My body and bones have not been good in the past few years, you are the only flesh and blood of the Yang family, no matter at all times, you must remember that my Yang family is worthy of the sky, the earth, and the heart, the bones and blood of the Jiangmen are standing here, and the iron cavalry of the Jin Liao people cannot be stepped on or collapsed, not to mention those few soft words?" ”

"Yes, my son understands."

"Alright, hurry up and change into your clothes, your face is cold."

After a while, Yang Wenguang walked out, he was a heroic and extraordinary young man, Yang Yanzhao looked his son up and down, and said with satisfaction: "Son, those scholars look down on us, you don't have to take it to heart, just train yourself." ”

"The child understands." Yang Wenguang, who took a shower and calmed down, came to his father's side: "Why does this Jin family want to pay 100,000 gold to find a person?" ”

"Don't worry about that, since he found me, he didn't do anything wrong, but just a person. The thousands of people down there will always eat. Yang Yanzhao pointed to the dining table: "Eat something first, and then go out to look for someone after noon." ”

And at this moment, Song Beiyun, who set off early in the morning, is now about to arrive home, sitting in the carriage and swaying, Zuo Rou has already fallen asleep on his shoulder after eating some dry food, one hand is still holding his arm, Song Beiyun is holding a piece of Hu cake and chewing it in small bites.

He was actually a little moved by the words of the wonderful words in his heart, after all, the heaven-given opportunity to be reborn once, and the fierceness of the ambition still has some new gravitational force.

But this kind of thing is not without risks, thinking of Ah Qiao, thinking of Aunt Hong, thinking of Brother Yusheng, thinking of Zuo Rou, these almost relatives exist, he really doesn't have that courage.

Because as the wonderful words said, maybe for Song Beiyun, this world is a blank picture, but he has already had a fetters in ten years, and it will not be him who will destroy it rashly, and the price will be borne by the people around him.

He couldn't afford the price, it was a hidden panic......

Of course, things are not without a turn for the better, because he is still young, only seventeen years old, just like the county lord said, the future will be long, and everything will be considered in the long run. Now quietly think about the confused future, it's actually not that scary, right?

Of course, the reading test is still required, after all, Ah Qiao will cry. In his life, after losing his parents and relatives, he now cherishes the people around him, he can't be cold-blooded, he can't do it in this life. The disability and powerlessness in his previous life made him especially grateful for his life in this life, which is not a bad thing, really, not a bad thing, but sometimes because of the bonds, he can't do the same calmness and coldness as the protagonist of the time-traveling novel.

"Is it there?"

Zuo Rou woke up in a daze, almost instinctively hugged Song Beiyun's neck, buried her whole little face in his neck, and sprayed a warm and soft breath on his ears.

"Sleep a little longer, and an hour or so will come."

"Hmmm......"

Zuo Rou replied like a kitten, and then continued to sleep in this position, jolting back and forth with the ups and downs of the carriage.

Picking up the kettle and taking a sip of water, Song Beiyun glanced at the scene outside the carriage, then chuckled lightly and said to himself: "What else can I do, that's all." ”

After more than an hour and less than two hours, Xiaolianzhuang finally arrived, Song Beiyun jumped down from the car and stretched: "Finally go home." ”

And Zuo Rou also walked down sleepily, took a breath of fresh country air, turned her body, and breathed a sigh of relief.

With the things bought from the city yesterday, the two of them came to Yusheng's side with large bags and small bags, which included books for Yusheng, snacks for Qiaoqiao, and a lot of fabrics of various colors, which are Qiaoqiao's favorite things, her passion for clothing design is like Song Beiyun's enthusiasm for cooking food, almost a little obsessed.

But as soon as I came to the courtyard of Aunt Hong's house, I saw Qiaoqiao confronting her father, her father dragged Ah Qiao hard, and Ah Qiao squatted on the ground to resist death, both of them were wet by the heavy rain, and they looked particularly embarrassed.

"What for?" Song Beiyun stepped forward and pulled away his pretty father's hand: "Didn't I give you silver?" Why are you here again? ”

Seeing Song Beiyun coming back, she cried out and hid behind Song Beiyun, clutching the corners of his clothes, looking pitiful.

"Heh, you want to buy my pretty house with that little silver? Dream! ”

Song Beiyun stood in the rain and glanced back at Zuo Rou, Zuo Rou immediately understood, took her pretty hand and hid in the house, and Song Beiyun stretched out her hand to stop her father's footsteps, but he didn't expect this old splash to raise his hand and slap Song Beiyun.

However, Song Beiyun just dodged the slap with a slight tilt of his head, and then took a step back: "Uncle Gou Zi, I know you lost all your money again, but how many times have I told you, come to me if you have anything, don't harass Qiaoqiao." ”

"That's my daughter, what are you? Fame has no fame, and there is no money to ask for money. Qiaoqiao's father simply had a showdown: "Let me tell you the truth, the king of the town has already told me that as long as Ah Qiao can marry his son, he will directly run 1,500 yuan!" What is that little money of yours? ”

Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes, but Qiaoqiao's father was not afraid at all when he saw his eyes: "I have accepted the dowry, Qiaoqiao will have to pass the door in three days, if you dare to stop it, don't blame me for reporting to the official!" ”