235. December 4 Sleet blooms

Since the beginning of this year, there has been a lot of rain and snow, and in the early morning, the sky is dripping down, and the rain is sandwiched with Xiaoice particles, and it seems that it will snow again.

In the Imperial City Division, Song Beiyun personally ordered it today, and those who were hit were all called aside, and more than 200 people were ordered back and forth for an hour.

"Today you will go to the city to find me the flower child."

"Looking for Hanako?" A family member looked at Song Beiyun in surprise: "Lord Song, what is there to find in this called Huazi." ”

Song Beiyun glanced out the window: "If your name is Hanako, will you go out early in the morning in this weather?" ”

"What if you're hungry......"

Song Beiyun stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "If you are so diligent, you can't become that Huazi." Go ahead, order some people, old, weak, sick, disabled, you just stare at those who have healthy hands and feet, go up and go directly to prison, whether it is torture or coercion, it's all up to you, anyway, it's all rags, life and death don't matter. ”

"The next official has an order."

The colorful "brocade guards" of the Imperial City Division dispersed like the vicious dog grabbing food after receiving the order, Song Beiyun said that the old, weak, sick, and disabled don't care, but they don't care so much, how can they have the mind to sift carefully, as long as it is called Huazi, it will be taken away.

But it seems that as Lord Song said, there is really no old and weak person to ask Hanako to wander around the city early in the morning, after all, the body and bones can't bear it, and there is no charity. So the ones that are grasped are all able-bodied, some look more or less powerful.

These yards are never reasonable, and those who call Huazi can still cry when they meet the officials or something, but when they meet these "brocade guards", they dare to shout? A shout is a scabbard of a knife, and the hit makes a dizzy head.

Later, it seems that the matter of arresting Hanako spread, and those who were originally gathered under the eaves of the house called Hanako ran away when they saw this group of people wearing colorful clothes, but these yards are professionally cultivated hunting dogs, and it is good not to run when they meet dogs, but this run provokes their ferocity.

These people are called Huazi, where can they run through the yards that have been raised by Song Beiyun these days, none of them will be caught, and they don't need to ask about this catch, they will be beaten up, and there are not a few who are killed on the spot and vomit blood.

In just one morning, half a hundred Huazi were stuffed into the prison, Song Beiyun came to the prison before eating, he covered his mouth and nose and walked down, looking at the cell called Huazi like sardines, with a smile on his face.

"Song Dog!"

Suddenly, an insult came from among the flowers, and Song Beiyun, who was just about to leave, turned around and looked at the people in the cell.

"Who shouted?" Song Beiyun still covered his mouth and nose and walked to the door of the cell: "Stand up." ”

No one agreed for a long time, and Song Beiyun's brows furrowed: "Dare to shout or not?" There are still people who protect you, so good. ”

When he finished speaking, he laughed, summoned a frightened cell boss to open the room next to the cell, pointed to the cell head, and said, "Kill one with a stick of incense, and the corpses will be piled up in this room, and I will carry them for you when the sky falls." ”

This time, those who called Huazi can be regarded as the opposite of the sky, scolding, crying, and cursing are connected, Song Beiyun quietly looked at the expressions of these people, and raised his head slightly: "Half a pillar of incense kills one." ”

"Song dog! Grandpa is here! Don't hurt the lives of my brothers. ”

A tall and strong man named Hanako pushed everyone away and came to the front, staring at Song Beiyun like a demon Shura, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Wow, it's a warrior." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Slaughtered." ”

After this voice, many people in the cell got up and rushed over and roared at Song Beiyun, while some people sat there and didn't move, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

Song Beiyun carefully studied the reactions of these people, and then didn't bother to distinguish them, and said directly to the cell boss: "You didn't scold me, let it go." These ten or so, give me a trial! ”

If you want to say that there are strange people among the more than 30 people who have been released, Song Beiyun thinks that there must be, but it is relatively unimportant, no matter who these people are, the status of being a beggar will not be high, they know something but they are definitely not the core management, after all, they can be caught by the Imperial City Division, and this IQ cannot enter the management.

The dozen or so people who scolded Song Beiyun together were stupid at that time, they could only watch the people in the same cell being let go, and they could only wait quietly for the judgment of fate in this stinking place.

"You are reviewing, it doesn't matter how you try it, the result is the most important." Song Beiyun patted the thin servant on the shoulder: "The method of interrogation, I taught you, don't let me down." ”

"Xia Guan will live up to Lord Song's high expectations."

Song Beiyun walked out after giving the order, he really didn't want to stand in this broken place for a while, the stench was unbearable, and he might have to see the bloody scene later, this is not possible, although everyone said that he Song Beiyun was not a good person, but he himself felt that he was still a pure white and flawless little lamb, and he couldn't be shocked by this strange eighteen forbidden sensory experience.

Coming out of the cell, he was in the cold wind for a long time, until Zuo Rou came to play with him in a flying fish suit, Zuo Rou was about to come every three or five days, Song Beiyun felt that she definitely didn't come because she missed herself, but wanted to dance with a knife and a gun, and there were many good players in this place, she could always find someone to practice.

"You have a case, huh? Then you get busy first, I'll go find someone to play. Zuo Rou took out a cake from her arms: "I haven't finished eating, you eat." ”

Song Beiyun saw the tooth marks on her head, and sure enough, she had eaten the left......

But before she could stop for a while, the Qing girl came to play again, she was still dressed in a white robe, and there was a cloak around her, which was also white, and had a fur collar.

"Master, Master, is it good-looking? I bought it from the people of Jin Guo a few days ago, and it was a rabbit fur. Miss Qing turned around twice in front of Song Beiyun: "There is also this hairpin, but it is made of Tubo's Mithril." ”

"I'm not your master. Who let you in? Song Beiyun looked at this strange child with a fire: "This place is a military aircraft powerhouse, you can't come casually." ”

"I said I came to my master, and the porter asked me who my master was, and I said it was Song Beiyun, and they let me in."

Song Beiyun was silent for a while: "You wait a while." ”

After saying that, he walked out, came to the gatehouse, pointed to the courtyards on duty and scolded the kung fu that could have a cup of tea, and then ordered a few of them to go back and write the inspection, as for whether they were literate or not, Song Beiyun didn't care, anyway, if they didn't see the inspection tomorrow, they would get out.

"Bastard, the land of military aircraft, you can easily let people in with the name of Song Beiyun, if she is an assassin and a meticulous worker, who of you can be responsible? What is this place? This is the Imperial City Division! Imperial City Division! The land of the world's military aircraft! Bastard things, one by one, know how to eat and eat all day long. Song Beiyun scolded excitedly, and the courtyards shrank there and didn't dare to make a sound. I

When the people passing by saw Lord Song scolding, they all cautiously detoured, for fear that they would accidentally touch this guy's moldy head.

After scolding, Song Beiyun turned around and left, and then suddenly turned around and pointed at those people: "This month's monthly salary will be deducted." ”

Of course, they can't say anything, after all, this kind of thing is indeed as important as Song Beiyun said, and he is already extraordinarily generous if he doesn't suffer from the military stick, although he is wronged, he has nothing to say.

When I returned to my office again, I found that the little white rabbit was actually connected to Zuo Rou, and the two sat on the low couch where Song Beiyun took a lunch break and chatted in detail, and dragged Song Beiyun's brazier to their feet.

"Yes, the tuba and the trumpet have met." Song Beiyun walked in and sat on the chair: "Okay, you guys hurry up and play by yourself, don't bother me here." ”

Zuo Rou glanced at him, then continued to hold Miss Qing's hand and said, "Why did you come here?" Didn't your father scold you? ”

"Today, my father went to Jubaoshan to explore the site of the new palace, and my brothers were busy with official business, and no one cared about me, so I quietly ran out."

"That's great. Let's go, I'll take you to play. ”

"Let's go."

Miss Qing happily grabbed Zuo Rou's hand and was about to go out, but Zuo Rou said to him when she passed by Song Beiyun: "Wait a while, prepare some wine and meat for me, you want to be good!" ”

"Get out."

"Okay!"

Zuo Rou happily took the Qing girl away, Song Beiyun dragged the brazier to the soles of his feet, and then began to continue to write his "A Curtain of Spring Dream", this serial has been a hit recently, and even many students and courtiers are watching, although there are some immorals in it, but it can't stand the plot excitement, the content is good-looking, and a large section of vernacular looks comfortable, no need to study those quotations, express your heart directly.

There are even some people who criticize sharply on the surface, but in private they hide under the quilt and watch hard. Of course, the plot in it is somewhat familiar, and the Queen Mother has quietly ordered Song Beiyun to find out who wrote it.

But...... The enemy is in the Imperial City Division, who can predict this.

When Song Beiyun arrived at the Qing Dynasty and took advantage of the night to meet the Empress Dowager of the Ming Kingdom under the moon, and couldn't bear to rely on each other, a soap courtyard knocked on the door and walked in.

"Lord Song, someone has recruited and confessed something, do you think you need to interrogate it yourself?"

"Okay."

Song Beiyun got up, and the courtyard immediately came over and took off the robe from the rack where the clothes were hung and put it on for Song Beiyun, and Song Beiyun rolled up his sleeves: "Is the harvest big?" ”

"Great! It's just earth-shattering news, this place is not the place to speak, and I'm afraid my lord is going to soar this time. ”

"Am I not good enough?"

"More Tengda!" The yard had a flattering smile on his face: "