Bai Nian'an was in charge of the Imperial City Division for the first time, but he didn't dare to be sloppy, he knew what role he was in this, and his ability to become the Imperial City Envoy might have something to do with his ability, but the deeper reason was that he hugged his thighs.

People all over the world are saying that Lord Song has lost power, but Bai Nian's heart is clear, this loss of power is just a trade-off, after all, I have never seen or heard of any fallen official who is worthy of visiting the official family in person.

Early this morning, Lord Song came to the door and said that he wanted to borrow the prison cell, what else to say about this kind of thing? Bai Nian'an immediately ordered someone to clean out a cell, and even transferred all the other prisoners, and more than a dozen people spent a whole morning cleaning the cell clean and new.

But because of this, he was scolded by Lord Song, and Bai Nianan realized what a stupid thing he had done.

"How can there be a death row prisoner living in such a cell in the world?" Song Beiyun pointed to the cell where the window was bright and the incense was lit: "Huh? Why don't you match me a girl? Lao Bai, why are you so confused! ”

"Humble duty understands...... Bai Nianan also laughed: "Lord Song...... Despicability is really a stupid thing. ”

"I don't blame you, you mean it too." Song Beiyun said helplessly: "Go and call the old man to come over, put on makeup for me, and you can prepare another cell for me." ”

"Yes."

Lao Fu is a special makeup artist in the Imperial City Division, this person used to make clay figures in the market, and later Song Beiyun saw that he was old and frail but his skills were excellent, so he recruited him to the Imperial City Division.

This old man's craftsmanship is a whole body, especially the imitation makeup is simply amazing, what bruises, what rotten meat, what abscesses, there is no effect in his hands that cannot be done.

Among them, this whip wound is the most vivid, even if you look at it on your face, you can't see any difference, and the Imperial City Division uses this trick to investigate moles and corruption, and it is invincible.

"Lord Song is good...... Lord Song. "The old man is a little old man, dry and thin, if it weren't for Song Beiyun, he wouldn't even be able to eat enough now, how could it be his turn to take his apprentices to eat and drink spicy food in the yamen, so when he saw Song Beiyun, he was extremely respectful: "You are called a subordinate?" ”

"Old man, get me a wound." Song Beiyun smiled: "Be fine." ”

"Alas, okay, this little old man's craftsmanship will be fully explained to Lord Song."

This imitation makeup uses things like fish gelatin, pigments and plant ash, although he is not afraid of water or rubbing, but the process will take a long time, Song Beiyun is lying on the bed chatting while waiting for the old man to toss on him.

"Old man, I heard that your son renewed the strings a few days ago?"

"Hey...... Thanks to Lord Song's care, she is a little widow, which is quite good. The old man smiled while fiddling: "My grandson will also go to study in a few days, this is all thanks to the grace of Lord Song, otherwise who can look down on my lame son." ”

"Don't say that, old man, you rely on your craft to eat, bring more apprentices out, don't talk about your son in the future, it's enough for the apprentices to give you a pension and send you to the end."

"Hey...... It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The old man said with a red face: "It's all the grace of Lord Song, thank you Lord Song." ”

Chatting and chatting, Song Beiyun actually fell asleep, after all, he didn't sleep well when he fished last night, and the daughter of Dingguo Gong and An Guogong were babbling, and they could exclaim for a long time when they caught a toad, so that Xiao Song only brought a handful of shallots home from fishing last night.

The old man didn't dare to wake up Song Beiyun, so he fiddled lightly, and his eldest apprentice also came over to help, and the two of them were a lot faster together, but even so, it was not until the afternoon that it was settled.

Song Beiyun, who painted imitation makeup, was as miserable as he was, his body was like being beaten by a whip, his face was also blue and swollen, and his fingers were still crooked there like fractures, but if you let Xiao Song's five fingers open, you will find that the distortion on the top is completely just a visual effect caused by colors and pictures, not real......

After having a meal in the cafeteria with makeup, he went into the cell and looked around, and found that it was not bad, but it was dirty and smelly......

So he sat in Bai Nian'an's office, chatting with him, waiting for Anu to come over.

Sure enough, in the evening, it was reported that someone wanted to visit the prison, and he wanted to see Song Beiyun by name.

Bai Nianan looked at Xiao Song, Xiao Song shook his head: "That's a smart person, if you nod in agreement immediately, she will definitely turn around and leave." So you'll have to screw her up, and she'll find a way to get in. ”

"My subordinates understand."

"Alright, I'll see the time. You should almost go, go with your wife and children, it's inconvenient for you here. ”

"Yes."

Everything was arranged, and Song Beiyun also entered the dungeon an hour later, which was a death row with extremely poor conditions, but fortunately, there were no people, so it was just a mildew smell, and it was not in the way.

The guards are extremely respectful to Xiao Song, which can be said to be respectful, and they probably understand what is going on in their hearts, but some things are tacitly understood by adults, and everyone just does their job, there is no need to talk nonsense.

Lying on the new straw, Xiao Song crossed Erlang's legs and quietly looked at the round of moonlight outside the palm-sized window, looking at the sky from the perspective of a prisoner for the first time, it felt a little subtle, and it was quite depressing to experience it carefully.

When it was dark, Buddha Baonu appeared in front of the Imperial City Prison again, she chatted with the guard at the door for a while, and then took out the gold and silver finances on her body and handed it to the guard: "Two big brothers, I just went in and said a few words to that Song Beiyun, although he was a death row prisoner, he used to be you and other officials, and now he is not even allowed to see his friends, right?" Accommodating. ”

The prison envoys holding gold and silver in their hands glanced at each other, and one of them said, "The wind is very cold today, and it doesn't matter if my brother goes to eat a bowl of wontons and comes back, anyway, there are still brothers in it." ”

"That's right, and then go."

As if they hadn't seen the Buddha, the two of them left together. A smile appeared on the corner of Fo Baonu's mouth, pushed the door and walked in, the guards inside were beaten by her in the same way, the two of them glanced at Song Beiyun and then at Fo Baonu, and raised a finger: "A quarter of an hour, not a single point." ”

"Thank you, big brother."

After the Buddha Baonu thanked him, he came to Song Beiyun's cage with a torch, and saw that Xiao Song was lying in the prison with injuries and looking at the sky, with no look in his eyes.

"Alas......" Buddha Baonu sighed: "Lord Song, why bother. ”

Song Beiyun slowly turned his face and just glanced at her: "Anu, come and see me for the last time?" ”

"Didn't Da Song not kill scholars?"

"What if you lose your fame?" Song Beiyun said weakly: "The court wants people to die, why is there no need." ”

Seeing Song Beiyun with a desperate and scarred face, Buddha Baonu felt a little unbearable in his heart, although this guy is usually a little hateful, but now he thinks about it is also interesting, but now he is beaten like this.

"Song Beiyun, let me ask you again, are you willing to go to Liao with me."

"I'm like this, how can I go with you?"

"As long as you nod, I have my own way to get you out." Buddha Baonu narrowed his eyes: "There is and can only be me to save you in the world, and no one else can." ”

Buddha Baonu's tone was firm, and he naturally had a way to deal with it in his heart, as long as Song Beiyun could go to Liao, everything would be easy to say.

"It's you, right?" Song Beiyun suddenly laughed: "You made me look like this, right?" ”

"I won't hide it from you until now, it's indeed the news I let people spread, but it's not a false accusation. It's just that I didn't expect you Song Guo to be so calculating, but I didn't expect it. Buddha Baonu sighed and said: "When you go to Liao, what compensation do you want, you just have to speak." ”

"Do you have any round-faced little tiger teeth?" Song Beiyun's pale lips showed a smile: "Your Majesty the Emperor of Liao." ”

Buddha Baonu stood up and did not answer: "Don't die yet, wait for my news." ”

"Wait." Song Beiyun stretched out his hand: "My family ......"

"Don't worry, I'll naturally think about it."

Buddha Baonu left with high spirits, and when the guard came back and said that she was far away, Song Beiyun bounced up from the ground and scratched on his body: "Damn, there are fleas in this ghost place!" Go, brethren, and eat roast sheep tonight. ”

After speaking, he threw out the usual money ticket: "Go, buy good wine and food, and you should say goodbye to your old boss." ”

Song Beiyun drank a little too much at night, and was drunk and sent home by the guards, and the imitation makeup on his body was not removed, and he was directly scared to cry when he first came.

But after he was a little sober and took off his makeup with alcohol, Qiao Qiao realized that the scars were actually imitation, and this time Qiao Qiao's eyes full of artistic talent became crystal bright, and he chased Song Beiyun and asked a lot of questions.

"I'll take you to the old man when I'm free someday, don't ask...... I don't know. Song Beiyun put the food box on the table: "The supper you brought for the two of you, hurry up and eat ......"

Song Beiyun has an advantage, that is, he takes care of his family very much, if he goes out to run errands or do something at night, he will definitely bring supper back, sometimes it is roast sheep, sometimes it is roast chicken, sometimes it is barbecue, and he has complained several times, because since she lived with Song Beiyun, she has gained twelve pounds.

"Bring food again......" Qianyan came out of the back room, looking like he had just finished taking a bath: "Don't bring it after saying how many times." ”

That being said, her hand stretched out dishonestly: "The roast pork ribs of the ten-mile shop, it's okay." ”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't eat it?"

"You've brought so much, and you can't finish it alone." Miao Yan sat next to Qiaoqiao, and the two of them clicked the bones together, and when she was halfway through eating, she raised her head and asked, "How is it?" Did Buddha Baonu go to you today? ”

"Of course." Song Beiyun leaned back in the chair: "Hey, she was so moved that she wanted to fish me out." ”

"You're terrible."