Ah, the sour plum soup is so delicious.

Song Beiyun was lying on a low bed in the shade of a tree, with Qiaoyun's sour plum soup beside him, the taste was pure and simmering slowly, the juice was pure and delicious, and drinking it made people forget their troubles and didn't want to work.

"You're just lying here all day doing nothing."

Hearing Zuo Rou's counting, Song Beiyun turned over lazily, inserted a reed straw into the jar of sour plum soup, and sucked it sizzling.

"Sister Qiaoyun! You don't care about him, he's lazy and becomes a leper dog. Zuo Rou used the strap in her hand to pump Song Beiyun's buttocks: "You get up!" ”

If he can get up, it won't be Song Beiyun, he casually covered Zuo Rou's small blanket for taking a nap on his body, and began to take a nap with his head bored.

Qiao Yun brought clothes from the house and said with a smile while drying them: "Miss, you just let him be lazy, he has nothing to do these days, and besides, when did he become a diligent person." ”

"That doesn't take up my chair either."

Just as Zuo Rou wanted to pounce and snatch the chair, Zuo Fang walked in briskly from outside, sat down on the stone bench, and took a sip of the sour plum soup that was warm next to her: "Damn, it's troublesome." ”

Song Beiyun poked his head out of the blanket: "What are you doing?" ”

"Those dog scholars, they have sent a war letter to the Jin State Mission." Zuo Fang patted the stone stool: "The leader is my sister's man." ”

"Speak well!" Zuo Rou turned her face on the spot: "I'm afraid it's not itchy." ”

Zuo Rou's deterrent effect on her younger brother is huge, after all, Zuo Fang is really weak and sick, and he has no power to restrain his hands, and his sister beats him like a dog, and there is no resistance at all.

Song Beiyun finally sat up, sat cross-legged on the chair, held the sour plum soup in his hand and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

"I don't know who leaked the rumors, saying that the Jin Ke champion of the Jin Kingdom is also in the mission, and the soft-footed shrimp here don't know where they got the confidence, so they gave people a war letter, and wanted to have a meeting with the Jin State Mission." Zuo Fang said angrily: "All of a sudden, our plans have to be shelved, and it will be the Empress Dowager's birthday in a few days." ”

"No, it won't." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "The mission just arrived today, right?" What date did they set for the war? ”

"Tomorrow, these sour and smelly literati will be disgusting."

Song Beiyun laughed, he sat there and thought about it for a while, and felt that this person in Beipo was really a little capable. This is not formal diplomacy, but it is also a diplomatic event, and the official does not interfere with it under normal circumstances. But can you not face it? The answer is no, because this is a diplomatic incident, and evasion and rejection are diplomatic mistakes, and they may be caught in the following negotiations.

Therefore, as long as the Great Song Dynasty issued a war letter, the envoys of the Jin State must take it, not only to take it but also to win, and if they lose, it is equivalent to turning their faces directly, because there is no need to talk about it later, and if they win, it is possible to continue to talk.

The complexity of diplomacy is here, it is definitely not to say a few polite words, to be a few yin and yang people can be a good diplomat, now that the war book has been handed over, the other party must be accepted, and the time is also set, just set up a position there and wait, whether to go or not to the Jin State Mission to consider for themselves.

"Where's tomorrow?"

"Where else could it be?"

Song Beiyun patted his head: "I know." ”

After chatting with Zuo Fang for a while, I learned some basic points. The people who appeared on the side of the Great Song Dynasty included the first genius of Luzhou, the holy grandson of Wen Shenggong, the last champion and a well-known Hanlin, and the rest were some stinky fish and rotten shrimp that were not famous.

But they are all young people, and the age is not more than thirty years old, and compressing the age at this stage is also a trick, after all, the home battle has an advantage in the selection of personnel, and this time there must be a famous person in the Jin Mission, but if they let a long-famous old man go into battle, then even if he wins, he will be said to be a victory and a big bully.

And those under the age of thirty who can enter an envoy of this size are very rare in any country.

It seems that the gang of people in Beipo are determined to fall into the prestige of the Jin Kingdom, and even make wide statements, not hesitating to make things big, making it difficult for both the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty to ride a tiger.

When it is really the power of love is immeasurable, Beipo because of the negligible possibility that Her Royal Highness the princess wants to be kissed, he does not hesitate to do such a vigorous event, but it is also admirable.

But......

Song Beiyun lay down on the chair again: "They're finished." ”

"Huh?"

Zuo Rou, who heard such a lively event, was more excited than anyone else, and as soon as she heard Song Beiyun's weak words, she immediately asked: "Who is finished?" ”

"You're done."

Zuo Rou kicked Song Beiyun off the chair and fell on his back to the sky, and when the screaming Song Beiyun got up, Zuo Rou pointed at him with his eyebrows upside: "Say something unlucky all day long." ”

The meaning of these words directly blinded Song Beiyun and Zuo Fang, and the two of them smacked for a long time before realizing the taste of Zuo Rou's words, Song Beiyun was also confused at the time, stood up and scolded and said, "Are you letting the donkey kick in your brain?" I'm talking about your man. ”

This time, the eyes of the audience were locked on Song Beiyun, and even Zuo Rou realized that he would be wrong if he said the wrong thing, and Song Beiyun even raised his hand and gave himself a slap.

"Everybody just act like nothing happened."

Song Beiyun took a deep breath, and then really pretended that nothing had happened, and lay back on the chair, while Zuo Rou's face was red, but she didn't speak.

"That ......" Zuo Fang swallowed his saliva: "I will break this deadlock, why is it over?" ”

Song Beiyun lay on the recliner: "Those literati are finished." ”

"Why?"

"They have no idea who they're up against." Song Beiyun sighed and said: "Is it really just a blood gushing out, regardless of it, the basic information is not investigated?" This time, there are three champions in the Jin State Mission, among which there is also a genius known as the Jin Kingdom, known as Li Taibai, who is known as Jin, who is proficient in righteousness, poetry, singing and dancing, painting, and music, and is only 20 years old. ”

Zuo Fang was stunned for a moment: "There are still such people in the world?" ”

"Why can't there be such people in the world? The world is very big, and it's not uncommon for any monsters to happen. Song Beiyun yawned: "It's over, it's hopeless, wait for death." ”

"What about you?" Qiao Yun was under the cherry tree in the courtyard, with a smile on the corner of her lips.

"I don't know how high it is, I'm an engineering student compared to others, how bad my brain is." Song Beiyun still didn't look back: "But it's okay, there is a way to play if you lose, let them lose." ”

While they were talking, the door was suddenly kicked open: "Sisters, this palace is ......"

When she saw Zuo Fang's frightened expression, Jin Ling'er, who was about to be arrogant, immediately straightened up, she walked up to Zuo Fang in a curling manner, and looked at him condescendingly: "Isn't this the little grandfather?" ”

"I've seen Princess Chitose......" Zuo Fang shuddered: "I'll retire first...... Quit, bothered!!! ”

The little grandfather ran away like the wind, and after Jin Ling'er looked around and found that there was no one, she sat next to Song Beiyun, patted his ass and said, "What's the matter, who is angry?" ”

Song Beiyun flipped over, not wanting to speak......

"What's wrong with him?" Jin Ling'er pointed at Song Beiyun and asked Zuo Rou: "Did Sister Qiaoyun beat him?" ”

Qiao Yun shook his head again and again: "Who dares to hit this baby bump." ”

Zuo Rou coughed twice: "I'll go and make it easier." ”

Seeing Zuo Rou's abnormal performance, Jin Ling'er rolled her eyes, and turned her hand to grab Song Beiyun's ear: "Did you do something with that guy to make people bump into him?" ”

"Oops......" Song Beiyun shook off her hand: "How is it possible, who would go with someone like Zhang Fei...... What about the pretty guys? Where did you sneak me away? ”

"Qiaoqiao went to a cloth village first, and now the business of this cloth village has been handed over to Sister Qiaoqiao, she is very busy." Jin Ling'er pouted: "I'm here, but you're still like this, don't you want to see me?" ”

"Hey......" Song Beiyun covered his head with a blanket: "I want to ...... I can't sleep even if I think about it. ”

"What's wrong with him?" Jin Ling'er got up and asked Qiaoyun, "Something is wrong." ”

Qiao Yun shook his head and said, "Her Royal Highness the princess asked him himself, he did some stupid things and said some stupid things." ”

"Isn't that normal? If he doesn't do these things, where will he still be called Song Beiyun. Jin Ling'er took off her shoes and threw her socks aside by the way: "By the way, when you came over, did you hear a rumor that Da Song and Da Jin will have a literary fight tomorrow." ”

"Well, I heard that." Song Beiyun poked his head out, and then put the blanket on Jin Ling'er's lap with a flick of his hand: "You want to go and see it again?" ”

"Ah...... Don't ......" Jin Ling'er exclaimed, but looked at Qiaoyun, who had begun to water the flowers not far away, and didn't speak again, but her face became a little unnatural, and her voice trembled: "I have some ideas...... No, huh...... But I can't say for sure, I'm here this time...... Come on, don't move...... I came here to congratulate the imperial grandmother on her birthday, and I may not have time tomorrow. ”

"Then don't go, a rabble."

"Okay, okay......" Jin Ling'er pressed the blanket with a short breath: "Don't hurt...... So which side do you think will win? ”

Song Beiyun pulled out his hand, sat up suddenly, and suddenly smiled: "Open a handicap!" Get moving, while you're still free! ”

"Huh?" Jin Ling'er saw that he suddenly became agitated, and hurriedly dragged him: "You haven't answered me yet." ”

"Look, look at the money that earns more over there, and the side that earns more can win."

Jin Ling'er's eyes rolled: "You mean ......"

"I'll go out now, and I'll talk about it later."