The fire burned rapidly, this burning speed was obviously wrong, as if someone had poured fire oil, although there were only a few of them in the inn, but there were still many residents living around, after the fire rose to the sky, the sound of the gong seemed to wake up the entire Xingzi County, people ran out of their homes in a panic, and the town's officials also began to organize firefighting.

The fire engulfed the entire inn in an instant, and when Lord Wu arrived, when he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately grabbed a servant beside him: "Have you seen Lord Song?" See? ”

"Back to my lord, there is no ......"

It's over, it's all over. A six-grade Beijing official was burned to death on his own territory, and this Beijing official was also the envoy of the imperial city, shouldering the responsibility of investigating the major case of rebellion, he is now dead on his own territory, he jumped into the Yellow River and can't wash it, the imperial city division must come to investigate, but the person is gone, after all, he wants someone to accompany him to bury, and there is no need to say who is buried with him.

This time, let alone himself, even the lives of his family may not be saved...... Rebellion!

"It's over...... It's over......"

Lord Hu sat on the ground, looking at the front with a dull gaze, and suddenly the corner of his eye was aimed at a familiar figure standing under the tree not far away, and he looked at it at a glance, isn't it Lord Song, he was looking up at the inn that was on fire in front of him, as if it had nothing to do with him.

This Lord Hu ran over with a roll, his snot and tears came out, and after running in front of Song Beiyun, he felt that his legs were already weak, and he knelt in front of Lord Song with a slippery sound.

"Master Hu, do such a big salute?" Song Beiyun lowered his head and looked at him, then smiled: "I can't afford it." ”

"Lord Song...... You're fine, you're fine......"

Song Beiyun pointed to his side, where an empty barrel of oil was placed, and the dark and viscous residue in it flowed down the barrel to the ground, emitting a foul smell.

"This ...... This ......"

Fire oil is a must-have for officers, and it is impossible for idlers to get it, but now that this bucket is here, it means that someone deliberately set it on fire and has a relationship with the military.

Wu Xianling naturally understood in his heart, but he didn't say anything, he just looked up at Song Beiyun, and Song Beiyun just shook his head lightly: "Lord Wu, this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

Seeing his hideous face reflected by the firelight, Wu Xian Ling sighed in his heart, and just wanted to catch up but was blocked by Xiaoyu: "Lord Wu, please go back." ”

Seeing Song Beiyun gradually disappear into the night, Lord Wu collapsed on the ground again, he knew that even if it had nothing to do with him this time, I was afraid it would be a monstrous disaster......

And Song Beiyun really didn't take this little county order seriously, what could he do? It's kerosene!

What is kerosene? This is oil, which is an important fire attack material, because there is no drilling technology, coupled with the fall of the main surface oil producing areas in the north, and now the entire Great Song Dynasty thermal oil stock is in a state of only going in and out, and the stock is amazingly small.

What does it mean that an astonishingly small stock of military management materials has now appeared at the scene of an arson case, and this arson case is still aimed at him? It shows that some people have no fear!

After all, there is a high probability that this fire will not burn Song Beiyun, and the arsonist also knows it in his heart, at best, it is a warning to Xiao Song.

If that's not a dog's guts, then what is a dog's guts?

Song Beiyun started to hurry overnight by the night, and his face was extremely ugly when he was sitting in the carriage, because this was the first time he was attacked in an accident, although there was no danger now, but he was afraid in his heart, and this fear quickly turned into anger.

He squinted his eyes and said to Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, hurry up and whip the horse, don't stop halfway, stop when you see the post, and change the horse when you see it." ”

"Yes, Lord Song."

Song Beiyun took a deep breath and leaned on the mat, his face was cold, his eyes were frosty, and his brain was running rapidly. First of all, there is no problem with this decision, because he has no way to discuss the law now, it is impossible for him to go to the barracks to investigate the case, after all, I don't know which level of people betrayed the organization, if it is a high-level, it is the meat bun and the dog will not go back.

So he ran away overnight, first found a safe place, and then planned carefully, and now he suddenly felt that the White Lotus Sect uprising did not seem to be groundless, the scope of power of the central government has gradually shifted in recent years, before the southern crossing, these places were relatively free autonomous regions, but now they have become areas shrouded by the capital's sphere of influence, and some local bigwigs may not be able to sit still.

The White Lotus Sect is probably a shuttle that threads the needle, and this rebellion may not be so simple a peasant uprising.

"Pretty is not afraid." Song Beiyun patted the pretty girl who was still a little worried: "It's safe now." ”

And the wonderful words next to him laughed: "Kill the Beijing official directly, these people are so bold, it seems that the rebellion is really imminent." ”

Song Beiyun didn't answer, but didn't listen to the pretty little paws to soothe her unsettled, and her eyes were dripping back and forth.

Miao Yan also saw Song Beiyun's calculations in her heart, and she added: "The question now is how you want to operate this matter, it's too late to send the message back, and if you make a big move, it may lead to the start of breakfast early." ”

"Do you know Yuan Shikai?"

Song Beiyun suddenly asked a question that had no beginning or end, and the wonderful words also reacted for a long time, but he still didn't understand what he meant, Song Beiyun smiled and said: "Yuan Shikai's extermination of the Boxers was not the suppression of the army, but the collapse from the top. But now the question is, they have decided that I am the one who must be eliminated, how can I infiltrate them. ”

"There will always be people who don't rebel." Miao Yan spread his hands: "It is enough for one battalion to mutiny, and the other battalions will be disarmed and forced because they are caught off guard, you just need to find the battalion that may mutiny." ”

Song Beiyun shook his head lightly and stretched out a finger: "I only need a big battalion to do this." ”

"Oh? So godly? ”

"Hehe, now I'll keep it a secret and wait until I get to Nanchang."

Miao Yan didn't ask, just quietly waited for Song Beiyun to start this seemingly impossible mission, but in order to ensure safety, Miao Yan thought that Song Beiyun would write a letter to Zhao Xing, and as for what would appear on the letter, she could probably guess it.

Analyzing Song Beiyun's behavior pattern, Miao Yan believes that he is likely to throw stones to ask for directions, ask for directions, and then come to the bottom of the kettle to draw salary, this is his style. Sometimes it's a little more complicated, but it's easy to use.

The horse's hooves tuk tuk, unconsciously came to the official post, a few people stopped to change horses, replenished some water and dry food, and then set off again, and this time it was Song Beiyun to catch the car, and the small fish rested inside.

In this way, the four-day journey took less than two days. After Song Beiyun arrived in Nanchang, he did not show any abnormality, obediently entered the city, and then drove the carriage directly to the mansion not far from King Teng's Pavilion.

After entering, he didn't even say hello, he fell asleep directly on the bed, and Song Beiyun, who basically didn't close his eyes in the past few days, was finally able to sleep well.

And before that, the last thing Song Beiyun did was to slap the commander card on Xiaoyu's hand......

Xiao Yu naturally knew what Song Beiyun meant, he didn't care about resting, and just drank a sip of water after getting out of the car and disappeared in front of everyone.

"How tired you are like this." Aunt Hong picked up the quilt and covered it with Song Beiyun in distress, then turned her head and asked Qiaoqiao: "What did you meet on the road?" ”

Qiao Qiao nodded, and said with a serious face: "Big deal!" ”

"Then I won't ask, and you can fix it quickly. By the way, who is that girl in yellow? I haven't seen it before. ”

"She? Sister Miaoyan is a friend of Beiyun. Qiaoqiao explained: "That's it...... It's a friend. ”

"Really a friend? I don't believe it. Aunt Hong sighed and said, "That's it, it's good if he doesn't treat you badly." ”

"No, no, he didn't wronged me." Qiao Qiao waved her hand again and again: "Then auntie, I'll go and rest for a while." ”

After Qiaoqiao went to rest, Aunt Hong came to the door with Song Goudan and was about to go out, but two white-faced and bearded people suddenly appeared at the door, and they stretched out their hands to stop: "Sorry madam, you'd better not go out these days." ”

Aunt Hong's mouth opened, but she didn't ask questions, she just silently returned to Song Beiyun's room, after all, she probably knew who these people were these days, and she was also the original wife of the old man back then, and the young lady of a big family who had read some books. Now seeing the tired appearance of Beiyun's child, and looking at the way these people are waiting for battle, she has some scheming in her heart.

"You immediately send this letter to the palace eight hundred miles and hand it over to your companion."

"Yes! The king is in charge. ”

Xiao Yu handed over the letter, and even gave a copy, which is a typical Song Beiyun style, only he will leave a backup for everything, for fear of accidents.

All the ups and downs seem to be calm, but the undercurrent here has begun to surge wildly, Song Beiyun has even planned an escape route, but it is indeed a little dangerous to simply escape, and Jiangxi is his basic disk, if the basic disk is gone, the future ideas and plans will be suspended or even completely shelved.

"Mother, Beiyun is here?" Yusheng's voice came from outside: "What about others? ”

Yusheng walked in and saw Song Beiyun lying on the bed sleeping like a pig, his brows furrowed slightly: "Why are you tired like this?" ”

Aunt Hong shook her head lightly: "You be quiet, he has been tired these days." ”

"Oh......" Yusheng sighed, "It's not easy for Beiyun now. ”

"Then you have to help some in the future, this kid is angry and easy to get anxious. If you are an elder brother, you should be more stable with him. Aunt Hong advised, "Let's go out, let him rest, they will come back today, and prepare a table of food for them." ”