Teaching the prince this kind of thing, thanks to the fact that King Fu is a person who doesn't care about etiquette and has a temperament, plus many years of military career, otherwise a nobody dares to teach the prince, it will have to be dragged out and killed.

But fortunately, King Fu couldn't understand it, but his identity was there, and he couldn't understand it and was embarrassed to ask, so Jin Ling'er was trapped at home today in the class he took yesterday and couldn't get out, and Song Beiyun didn't even need to think about it to know that it must be King Fu dragging Jin Ling'er to give him a lecture.

Jin Ling'er didn't come, this is also a good thing, at least Song Beiyun can stay at home safely, and the weather is gradually getting hotter, compared to swaying outside in the sultry weather, it is better to hide barefoot in the room and read books and practice calligraphy to tease and tease.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble...... Qiao Qiao pressed Song Beiyun's hand: "Someone knocked on the door outside." ”

"Let him knock it, pretty baby quickly take off her coat, let's take a nap."

"Talking all day." Qiaoqiao jumped off the bamboo bed and tidied up her messy clothes: "I'll open the door." ”

Song Beiyun sighed: "Go, go, go." ”

Qiao Qiao walked out of the door and responded crisply: "It's coming, it's coming, don't knock." ”

After speaking, she walked to the well, took out a hand towel dipped in some water, covered her face with water, and cooled her crimson face slightly, and then waited until she felt that it was almost time, and then swayed her waist and walked to the door, and opened the door.

The door opened, and there was a scholar in Tsing Yi standing outside, who had a relationship with him, but he couldn't remember his name, but the number of etiquette was indispensable, and she bowed lightly: "What's the matter with the son?" ”

"Is Brother Beiyun here? Then you spoke to him, and said that the northern slope had come to visit. ”

"Okay."

Pretty jumped back into the room, looking at Song Beiyun who was looking dead with his clothes open: "Put on your clothes quickly, someone outside said that someone called Beipo came to look for you." ”

"North Slope?" Song Beiyun sat up and began to sort out his clothes: "What is he doing here?" ”

"People are polite, you don't want to lose my people, go quickly!" Qiao Qiao urged: "Anyway, they are all readers." ”

"Okay, okay." Song Beiyun sat up: "Let me kiss first." ”

"No, no, you can hurry up."

"I can't get up without kissing." Song Beiyun took advantage of the situation and lay down: "Hurry up." ”

Seeing this guy's scoundrel appearance, Qiao Qiao picked up her hair and leaned down to kiss him on the lips, but Song Beiyun hugged her waist hard and made a red mark on her neck.

"You ...... man" Pretty got up and hit him, "Muddy dead." ”

Song Beiyun got off the ground, thought about it after putting on his shoes, and simply threw off one shoe, and rushed out with only one shoe with messy hair and disheveled clothes.

"Your clothes! I haven't dressed yet! ”

Qiao Qiao followed him and rushed outside, and Song Beiyun ignored those, so he came to the door with this attitude, and after hurriedly tying his clothes, he bowed his hand to Beipo apologetically: "My brother is taking a lunch break, I don't know if Brother Beipo is here, I am slacking off......"

Beipo looked Song Beiyun up and down, and found that he was not only untidy, but also only wore one shoe on his feet, this scene made him very happy, and hurriedly replied: "Brother Beiyun, you are too polite." ”

After that, he handed the bacon wrapped in oil paper in his hand to Qiao Qiao: "Although my father is a state thorn history, he is just a poor scholar for his brother, there is no such good thing, and I hope that the virtuous brother will not dislike it." ”

The habit of giving bacon is really a gift to each other among scholars, because books are very expensive, even if they are close friends, they rarely add books, plus as long as they are a reader, they are proud of poverty, this side of good bacon represents the fancy between each other, and this knowledge point is also something that Song Beiyun Zhenger learned from Brother Yusheng.

"Brother, you're here when you come, what else do you bring?" Song Beiyun hurriedly turned sideways and made a way: "Qiaoqiao, hurry up and make a pot of tea, I want to make tea with Brother Beipo Qingmei." ”“

"Hahaha, others make wine, you and I make tea, it's okay." Beipo said happily: "Let's go, lead the way." ”

Came to Song Beiyun's room, it was divided into two rooms, the inner hut was a bedroom, there was nothing except a bed, and the outside was Song Beiyun's study, which was full of hand-copied books, most of which were used to practice calligraphy, and a small number were some solitary books copied from King Fu, which was also quite inky.

"Hmm......" Beipo took a deep breath as soon as he came in and looked around: "Brother Xian, your study is what a serious scholar should be, and when you enter the room, the ink is fragrant." ”

As he spoke, he flipped through the manuscript on the desk, and after turning a page, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he asked Song Beiyun with the book on the side: "Brother Xian, you copied this book by yourself?" ”

"This paper is more expensive, copy it yourself to save some money, and you can also practice calligraphy and cultivate sentiment."

"Okay, good, it's really worthy of the talent I fancie, this is what a scholar should look like."

Beipo praised this is not a compliment, although this person is a little smaller, more fart, but he is indeed a real lover of books and love to read, seeing Song Beiyun's neat Song style, just like seeing a child with caramel candy, I can't put it down.

"This? But Han History? Beipo sat in front of the low table and flipped through a few chapters: "Hou Han? ”

Song Beiyun glanced at it, and waved his hand with a look of shame: "Brother, don't say this, but shame me, this is a script rewritten by the virtuous brother according to the history of the Later Han Dynasty. ”

"Oh? That brother wants to take a look. ”

After Beipo finished speaking, he looked at it carefully, and when he saw the preface on the title page that said, "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water, Waves Sweeping Away Heroes", after carefully smacking it, the case was amazing: "Good words!! This Linjiang Immortal is a good word! The best word! You let my brother look at it. ”

Really, this person has to find a doctor to see, he can't tell what is wrong, after saying this, he really looked at this blind makeshift Romance of the Three Kingdoms written by Song Beiyun for practicing words, Song Beiyun can't really remember many details here, just remember some major events, and then other things are written in accordance with the epic style, and the aid is naturally incomparable, but it still does not affect Beipo to see with relish.

"Beiyun, I'll put the tea and refreshments here, you can cook it yourself, and I'll go back to the house." After Qiaoqiao brought a small stove and pot, as well as tea leaves and refreshments, she was about to go out as soon as she said hello.

"Hard worker."

"Hmm......" Pretty pursed her lips and smiled, "Let's talk." ”

But when Qiaoqiao left, when Song Beiyun was about to start boiling tea, he found that this Beipo actually grabbed the tea leaves and stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them, and he didn't feel bitter, but buried his head in this half of the Three Kingdoms.

Song Beiyun screamed a few times, but Beipo didn't pay attention to it at all, as if the whole person was immersed in it, and in desperation, he had to open the window, snuggle up to the window, eat refreshments, and tease the pretty girl who was washing clothes outside.

Time flies, and soon it will be late, seeing that it is time for dinner, Song Beiyun saw that Beipo was still watching there, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only sigh and say, "Brother Beipo, just stay here for a few drinks at night?" ”

"Uh-huh, good, good."

Seeing his perfunctory appearance, Song Beiyun silently shook his head and got up and went to the kitchen, there was no food today, but fortunately, Beipo gave a large piece of good bacon.

Since it is bacon, the best way to make Song Beiyun is to use it to steam the dried plum vegetables, he took out the dried plum vegetables that had been pickled long ago, washed them and spread them at the bottom of the bowl, and then washed the bacon and cut the fat and thin pieces, and when the iron pot smoked, the bacon was stir-fried in the pot and stir-fried the bacon oil, and when the bacon was fragrant on both sides, the oil and meat in the pot were buckled on the plum vegetables, and after they were ready, a bowl was buckled on the top of the cage drawer to steam, and the bowl was steamed in it for half an hour.

When steaming meat, Song Beiyun fried some meat with homemade soybean sauce, and served it with steamed cakes with dead noodles, which can be regarded as a good dish. The remaining small trash fish is then fried in lard until crispy, and sprinkled with spice powder and homemade spicy sauce sold by the Hu people.

There was also a dish of white chopped chicken that was quickly made out by Song Beiyun, and finally a seasonal mushroom soup was added, and four dishes and one soup were placed on the table.

"You don't like him, why do you treat him like this?"

Qiaoqiao stood next to her and asked puzzledly, "Isn't it just to drive him out?" ”

People greeted each other with smiles and treated them with courtesy. If we drive people out, this thing will not be authentic. Song Beiyun pinched his pretty face and said, "No matter what, people haven't done anything to be sorry for us, right." ”

"That's right." Qiao Qiao sighed and said, "I'm not afraid that you will be wronged." ”

"What am I wronged, adult communication is like this." Song Beiyun spread out his hands: "Even the rebellion has to find a reason, you can't drive people out for no reason." ”

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense." Qiao Qiao covered Song Beiyun's mouth: "Those who rebel all day long don't know whether they are dead or alive!" ”

"Hahahaha, okay, listen to my baby. You go and call Brother Yusheng for dinner, and I'll call that guy. ”

After bringing the food to the table, Song Beiyun returned to the room, and saw that Beipo was still reading there with the last faint light, and he drank half a pot of cold water on the table, Song Beiyun also walked to the door with a dumb smile, and shouted loudly: "Brother Beipo!" ”

Beipo, who was startled by this cold voice, hurriedly raised his head, but his head was startled by Song Beiyun, only to see that this guy's face was full of tears, his snot was about to drag into his mouth, and he looked at himself with a miserable face.

"Brother Beipo...... What are you? ”

Beipo realized his gaffe, and quickly wiped away the snot and tears on his face, and let out a sigh: "This Chen Gong and Gao Shun are really heroes!" Be like this, a body of courage and righteousness! Chen Gong walked calmly, Gao Shun walked coldly, and since then there have been two real heroes in the Three Kingdoms! Good Cao thief! ”