The long holiday that started today allows Song Beiyun to sleep peacefully until three poles in the morning, and he can also play mahjong with his sister until late at night.

He's a lazy dog, and when he's resting, he's going to stay in the house and not go anywhere, occasionally cultivating a little penicillin and getting some alcohol in the backyard, and the rest of the time he's either in bed or preparing to lie down.

"Starting tonight, the night market in the city will reopen." Pretty sat on the edge of the bed sewing clothes, looking at Song Beiyun who was sleepy-eyed next to her: "Are you going to play with us?" ”

"No, no, no." Song Beiyun turned over: "It's winter, what's so fun, you just go take a shower and go to bed, let's have some fun." ”

"Dead thing." Pretty slapped him: "I think about something indecent all day long." ”

"I really don't want to go." Song Beiyun lay motionless on the pillow: "Don't go, don't go, I don't want to go anywhere." ”

"By the way, Brother Yusheng sent a letter today, asking us if we are going to find Aunt Hong for the Chinese New Year this year."

"I'm definitely going back a year ago, but time is tight. It's okay, I'll just take a leave of absence. Song Beiyun slowly rubbed to Qiaoqiao's side, reached out and reached into the hem of her clothes: "Where are you going to play at night?" ”

"When I went to the City God Temple, it was said that many people had come and many shops had opened. Xu is also going to the Mercy Grace Temple over there in the Gongyuan to burn incense and pray for your dog. Qiaoqiao pressed Song Beiyun's hand: "Don't allow it, if Sister Rou comes later, she will be laughed at." ”

"She's got a to laugh at people, and she doesn't." Song Beiyun bypassed the pretty hand and went all the way up: "You learn more from Miaoyan in the future, don't fool around with the princess, you can't learn anything good with her." ”

"You can't say that, Her Royal Highness the princess is actually quite depressed in her heart, she is always in the deep palace but she doesn't even have a playmate." Qiao Qiao sighed and said: "It's you, such a big dog guts, even the princess dares to touch it!" ”

"It's not a god in the sky, where you can't touch it."

As he was talking, there was a sudden noise outside, and Qiao Qiao hurriedly stood up and pulled Song Beiyun's hand away, and then saw Zuo Roufeng rushing in in a hurry, and Song Beiyun was a flutter.

Caught off guard, Song Beiyun bit his lip, and the pain was so painful that his tears were about to fall.

"No need to marry! You don't have to get married!! Today I have received a holy decree! The marriage contract is canceled! Zuo Rou was so excited that she didn't look like she was anymore, and even began to rub Song Beiyun's head vigorously.

Song Beiyun raised his head, pinched her neck, twisted her wrist, pressed her on the bed, raised his slap and slapped her buttocks: "Let you not be light or heavy!" ”

The slap was heavy, Zuo Rou would scream, but she still laughed when she screamed, which shows how happy she is.

"Alright, don't make a fuss." Qiao Qiao dragged Zuo Rou up next to her: "Sister Rou, why are you so happy?" ”

Zuo Rou rubbed her ass and pulled Qiaoqiao to sit aside: "That shit thing of the Wang family will be exiled early tomorrow morning, and it will be exiled for life, eight hundred miles." ”

"Not going to Qiongzhou?" Song Beiyun got up and asked, "I see that the newspaper is three thousand miles. ”

"It's not that Queen Wang is pleading, after all, it's just such a brother." Zuo Rou said happily: "I changed my apprenticeship to eight hundred and went to Taizhou." ”

Song Beiyun thought about it, and felt that there was actually no problem, Taizhou is Taizhou, after going there, detoxify and be a new person, be a rural teacher, marry a wife, build a few big tile houses, and raise a few pigs and sheep, and you can live a good life, and you don't have to worry about any silly girls who are like flowers and jade.

"By the way, Zuo Rou come over for a moment."

Sitting up from the bed: "I'll ask you something." ”

Zuo Rou squinted at him: "No, it's all swollen, and it hurts." ”

"It's okay, I'll rub it for you."

"Oh, good."

Watching Zuo Rou go in that direction, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but rub her face, watching her own Song Lang bully Sister Rou for some years, but now it has intensified.

"Let me ask you, do you still remember Prince Kang?"

"King Kang? I remember. Zuo Rou said happily: "King Kang is a good person, kind and kind, always make some candy to tease the children, and he likes to do some carpentry every day, what Trojan horses, shakers, but interesting." ”

"That's all?"

Something is wrong, Song Beiyun always felt that this description sounded like the work of an idle prince who didn't do his job all day long, and he felt like he was teasing Sun. And if it is really confirmed that King Kang is recruiting troops, he should be the kind of man who is aggressive and not angry and arrogant, and he will not be in line with his kind eyebrows.

But it's not necessarily, if you want to come to the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houxi, who has not been in court for more than 20 years, is still vigorous, this kind of thing is really uncertain. The current Great Song Dynasty is in the hands of Zhao Kuangyin's lineage, and the people in this line in the original history are all dead, so there is no reference and historical records for reference, the only emperor who makes Song Beiyun familiar is Renzong Zhao Zhen, but Renzong Zhao Zhen is now drinking milk in Nanchang, and his name is still Song Goudan.

Therefore, many things have gone beyond the concept of the traverser's thinking, and can only be measured by his own knowledge and the knowledge he has learned here for ten years.

So if this King Kang is a person like Zhu Houxi, scheming and thoughtful, is it possible for him to do this kind of thing that is completely different from his own painting style? Absolutely.

Accumulating wealth and conscripting soldiers is a part of the people, and another department is to collect people's hearts. As for how to verify, let's see if the two countries of Dali and Vietnam, which continues the name of Annam in the previous dynasty, will launch border friction on the occasion of the handover of next spring and summer.

What is it? This is geopolitics, Annan and Dali actually don't have the strength to compete with the Great Song Dynasty, but if they make a mistake, it is impossible to directly dispatch King Fu to suppress it, so the best way is for King Kang to come forward to fight the rebellion, and the rebellion is important, right? Asking for money, right? Does the court give it or not?

Anyway, I can't think about it now, and the more I think about it, the dirtier it becomes, and the more I think about it, the more sassy it becomes. Song Beiyun thought carefully about the topography of Guangxi and how to suppress the rebellion in Guangxi.

Strictly speaking, extremely difficult. If you rely on foot soldiers alone, the rainforest climate can easily make a large number of soldiers cold before they start fighting, whether it is water and soil adaptation, malaria, and the crusade is destined to be very difficult. But if they slowly go north and unite the offensive of Annan and Dali, they will soon be able to press the line of Yizhou, Wuzhou, Guangzhou, and Chaozhou, until they reach Quanzhou, and they will be on top of King Fu's Chitose.

Then he was pressed to the ground and rubbed......

But it is impossible for King Fu to pursue to the Guangxi region, because it will lead to a large number of battle losses, so the final pattern will be nailed to the confrontation between Leizhou and Qiongzhou, and King Fu will not be able to enter and they will not be able to get out. But in this way, King Fu is stuck, what should the north do? If the Liao State could not withstand the joint offensive of the Grassland and the Jin State, it would either go south and eat the Great Song Dynasty, or be destroyed and then the Grassland and the Jin State would go south and eat the Great Song Dynasty.

It was unimaginable......

Song Beiyun's eyes moved rapidly, and he didn't even care about Zuo Rou bringing his ass up to let him fulfill his promise.

"Rub it quickly."

"Indecent." Song Beiyun pushed her away: "It's difficult." In this case, the third or fifth year of the Great Song Dynasty will be over. ”

"Why is it over again?" Zuo Rou turned her head to look at him: "How can Da Song be so unbearable." ”

"Your father is stationed in Xiangyang City, and King Fu is stuck in Leizhou. You can't go up or down, what should you do in the end? Song Beiyun suddenly became irritable, and bit Zuo Rou's buttocks: "Annoying! ”

"Ah......" Zuo Rou kept slapping him: "You ...... person"

"Isn't there still you?" Qiao Qiao said next to her: "You must have a way." ”

"I thank you for having so much faith in me." Song Beiyun leaned on the bed and sighed: "I have no military power in my hands, and I don't have science and technology to crush me." How to fight? Now I'm really annoyed, if the country is really broken, you will be ruined. ”

Zuo Rou thought about it and felt that she might not be able to solve this problem, she sat on the edge of the bed and took off her shoes and stretched them into the quilt: "It's not easy to have military power, you ask my father if you want it." ”

Song Beiyun couldn't get into the quilt crying and laughing, and his face was against the wall: "Go play, don't worry about me." ”

At this time, Miao Yan walked in and said with a smile, "What's wrong?" Are you annoying him again? ”

"He's sick." Zuo Rou put her feet on Song Beiyun's stomach and rubbed it back and forth: "I suddenly got sick." ”

Miao Yan smiled and lay on the head of the bed and looked at Song Beiyun with a dead face: "What's the trouble again?" ”

"The Great Song is going to be finished...... Song Beiyun sighed: "Okay, okay, you go play, don't worry about me." ”

Miao Yan shrugged and patted Zuo Rou's head: "Qiaoyun is waiting outside, it's time to go, let's go, I'm ready to go, I'm going to sweep the goods today." ”

Today's night market at the Temple is the largest night market of the year, and the winter holiday lasts for 10 days. These ten days are the grand festival of the girls, and it is also the second largest night market of the year after the Lantern Festival Night Market in the coming year.

"There it is!!" Song Beiyun suddenly bounced: "I have it!" ”

"Don't leave him alone." Qiaoqiao dragged Zuo Rou and walked out: "Let's go ours, let him be hypocritical." ”

And Song Beiyun couldn't care about these girls at the moment, he hurriedly came to the table, drew his thoughts on a piece of paper with a charcoal pen, and then squinted his eyes and said to himself: "Cavalry, right, Lao Tzu let you eat and line up to shoot!" ”

At this moment, a dark shadow outside rushed in and jumped into the room through the window, Song Beiyun glanced back and found that it was Xiaoyu standing there with two bottles of wine and two roast chickens in his hand.

"You're resting too?"

"Hmm." Xiao Yu smiled: "I have three days off, can Lord Song have a drink?" ”

"Ouch, the little fish is going to drink." Song Beiyun rolled up his sleeves: "Come on, come on, I'll see how much you can drink!" ”