Song Beiyun

Zhao Xing flicked his sleeves: "You don't need to argue anymore, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, Minister of the Ministry of War, you two choose some suitable people to clean up this mess. Be sure to investigate thoroughly, you know?"

The two ministers stepped forward and clasped their fists, and responded in unison: "The minister leads the decree."

Then Zhao Xing issued several orders in a row, all of which were the kind of units that the two parties constrained each other to cooperate hand in hand.How can the ministers not know, but today the incident has become like this, the first and second leaders of the Imperial City Division died for two days in a row, and a commander of the Imperial Army died.

If this is not handled well, the honorable military general will have to turn the world upside down. Because of this, Zhao Xing won the initiative in the court for the first time.

"By the way, King Fu." Zhao Xing yelled: "Princess Ruibao is not allowed to leave the capital while I am in Fuzhou! The Empress Dowager is old and weak, so she must have a caring person by her side."

King Fu frowned slightly, but he still accepted the order.Of course he understood that even if Zhao Xing was willing to let him go after he had done such a disgraceful thing, the officials would definitely not agree. In order to silence these people, Jin Ling'er must stay in the capital as a hostage.

That's okay, I don't need to go far away to endure hardships with him, but I'm afraid it will be a long time to see you again.

And after this matter was dealt with roughly, Zhao Xing finally saw the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin, and he raised his neck slightly: "By the way, I said that I will give you an answer today, so I will tell you."

Zhao Xing laughed: "A literati in our country writes poems to insult your country, so I will fight with him. I will pay you as many sheep as there are in total."

"Emperor Song, this..."

The envoy was about to step forward to fight, but when he looked up and saw Fu Wang's blood-red eyes, he immediately swallowed the rest of the sentence, and said goodbye with a cold snort.

"and many more."

King Fu suddenly stood up and walked to the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin with a smell of blood all over his body: "My court in the Song Dynasty, is it that you come and go when you wait? You have to wait for me today, don't you?" If you want to talk nonsense to me, ask your Emperor Wanyan if he stands in front of me, if he dares to vent his anger loudly."

The envoy of the Kingdom of Jin was intimidated at that time, no matter how angry he was...

This person in front of him is not easy to mess with. Even without military power, he is still the god of war that makes the whole Jinliao tremble. If it is not for the civil strife in their royal family, I am afraid that the situation of three points in the world will really disappear.Fortunately, God is still looking after them. If the Song Dynasty is without this prince, it will be nothing.

Now this tiger is old, but isn't an old tiger a tiger?Who is not afraid?

And at this moment, Song Beiyun was taking the little fish to fish in the troubled waters where the fighting took place in the morning, picking up pieces of the armor, just for fun...

"I found it!" Smiling, Xiao Yu carried a very complete breastplate in her arms and ran to Song Beiyun, handing it to Song Beiyun as if offering a treasure.

"Little fish is awesome." Song Beiyun patted his head: "Go and see if there is any."

"Master Song, why don't you panic at all?"

Song Beiyun scratched his head: "Why am I panicking? It's a question of whether the Imperial City Division can still be here now. I never thought that they would really kill the captain of the Imperial Army. This is too arrogant. Just don't Knowing what the scene in the court is like now, I am afraid it will be thrilling."

Chapter 199, October 10th

The turmoil subsided quickly because of King Fu's appearance. The matter of the Imperial City Secretary was still being investigated, but the movement was much quieter, but everyone knew what it was to lead troops into the capital without permission, and Song Beiyun also knew it.

That night, he quietly visited King Fu, who was drinking tea and reading a book, his expression was normal, but Jin Ling'er's eyes were red from crying.

"You still dare to come?"

"Why don't I dare to come." Song Beiyun sat opposite King Fu with a smile: "My lord, I created a perfect link for you on the Qing Dynasty side. You could have directly surrounded the imperial city, and then killed what should be killed." Close it."

Fu Wang turned the scroll in his hand into a scroll, and smashed it heavily on Song Beiyun's head: "You killed me, a commander of the imperial army!"

Song Beiyun rubbed his head: "I didn't know that the Imperial City Division dared to move even the members of the Imperial Army. This is too cruel. A secret service agency directly killed the regular Long Live Army members, and they were able to poke them there. Your lord , can't you clear up your side?"

King Fu took a sip from his teacup, and said helplessly, "It was cleared five years ago, three years ago, two years ago, and the result? The disease is in the skin, where the soup can be touched; in the skin, the needle stone Wherever it reaches; in the intestines and stomach, where the Qi of the fire reaches; in the bone marrow, where it belongs, there is nothing to do."

Song Beiyun understood, but he had nothing to say for a while. The current mess of Song Dynasty is a bad chess game in anyone's hands. There are many ways to control the elbow, internal and external troubles, the governance of the country is a mess, and everything is strong.

"It's difficult." Song Beiyun sighed, "What did your nephew do to you?"

"Let's go to Fuzhou tomorrow morning."

Song Beiyun jumped up immediately after hearing this: "How could this be!!!"

"Otherwise what should it be?"

"I did not care about the consequences." Song Beiyun sighed secretly: "If it was not impulsive, I wouldn't have done it."

Fu Wang shook his head: "Those who should come always come back. It is better to come to such a game while I am still here than to come to such a game when I am far away from home."

Song Beiyun was speechless. Today's Song Dynasty is like this. It's like entering the Southern Song Dynasty more than 100 years in advance. The entire upper class stinks, with complicated factions and constant struggles.

If you think about it carefully, it is indeed like what King Fu said, the meaning of the Qing emperor's side cannot be reflected at all. The country must be run by people, and since it is to be run, power must be dispersed. What is power?Power is the root of corruption. Absolute power leads to absolute corruption. As long as this model continues to operate, there will be no good day.

Is there a way around this?Of course, under the premise that the three bottom mountains cannot be eradicated, it is nothing more than "Everyone does it, come to my house this year", at best, it is a disaster hundreds of years in advance.Zhao Xing replaced King Fu, but the result was not much better.

But talking about revolution in this era under the current mode of operation is simply bullshit. Where does the mass base come from?Where does the upper foundation come from?Where does the cultural foundation come from?Where does the economic base come from?

Look through the history books for wonderful words. How many times have the reforms and revolutions of the past dynasties been successful?No productivity, no various substructures, talk about revolution?It's a bunch of nonsense, it's better to pull more than a thousand people to poke on a hill, enclose the land and make yourself king.

"It's difficult." Fu Wang patted Song Beiyun's shoulder: "Let's say goodbye. I don't know how to meet you next time. I will give you something before I leave."

As he said that, King Fu asked Jin Linger, who was crying next to him, to fetch a box, but when he opened it, there was a book inside. King Fu handed the book to Song Beiyun: "Take it, don't bring me into trouble again."

Song Beiyun took the book in his hand, flipped through a few pages, and found that there were detailed tactics and tactics, what tactics to use in what situation, what tactics to use in what terrain, and some information about Song, Jin, Liao, Grassland, and Tubo. The characteristics, personnel distribution and adaptability of the arms in Xixia, Xixia and other regions, as well as the main ways to deal with cavalry when there is a lack of cavalry.

"Don't you think that this king is using luck for decades of fighting?"

"Don't dare."

Song Beiyun took the book, got up and took two steps back, knelt down in front of King Fu with a thud, solemnly kowtowed three times, he got up and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I came in a hurry, I didn't bring chickens, ducks, geese and a good inkstone. "

King Fu waved his hand nonchalantly: "You don't need to take this king as your teacher. This king gave you this thing just because you have a daughter in your family. You can't let a daughter go to the battlefield, right? Don't you think so?"

When Song Beiyun heard this, he rolled his eyes and immediately realized what was in the words. He hurriedly asked, "Will Jin Ling'er leave with you?"

"He's really a very smart little bastard." King Fu smiled and shook his head and said, "It's true that she won't leave. The Empress Dowager is worried about me, so she will definitely leave a proton in the capital."

Song Beiyun thought for a while: "I'm actually sure that the queen mother..."

"Shut up!" Fu Wang frowned: "If the murder can be solved, do you still need to do it? Don't mention such things. If there is no queen mother, the officials of the Song Dynasty will be a piece of iron."

"That's still..." Song Beiyun was about to answer when he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself: "I understand."

Without the empress dowager's relatives, the officials of the Song Dynasty would be nothing more than an iron bucket, but there is no emperor, no king Fu, and Song Beiyun in the iron bucket, and then the civil service system will run wild like a wild horse in the endless On the prairie, swimming in their own ideal country, and finally being trampled and headshot by foreigners riding horses.

This is not blind obscenity, literati are not allowed to be in power. This is something that has gone through countless historical demonstrations. In theory, a healthy dynasty, either the monarch is a monarch who fought on the battlefield, or the ministers climbed step by step from the grassroots. And Huairou minister.

If a group of ministers who have lived in the comfort zone since they were young meet a gentleman who has never seen storms, then the final result will be nothing more than the old crooked neck tree behind the hall.

Is it difficult to govern the country?Of course it is difficult, just like the "appropriate amount" and "a little" when cooking. Beyond the vague words, there is a high degree of control over precision, and a country is by no means as simple as going up and down, especially a big country, even if it is misunderstood after 1000 years Policy matters happen from time to time, not to mention this era of inconvenient transportation.

The Zhou family in Qimen County is just a stone they encountered when crossing the river by feeling for stones, and at best it is just a small stone in the shallows of the river, at most it is covered with aquatic plants and it is a bit rough, and the huge stone in the deep water area can be returned. Poked there and stood still.

"When I leave tomorrow, you don't have to send them away." King Fu said grandly: "It's just going to Fuzhou, not some strange place, just a place where it's like playing around. Back then, I went to the Northland to drink ice and lie in the snow. I don’t care, let alone going to Fuzhou, which is full of soil and water.”

"My lord, you were twenty that year."

Song Beiyun's words made King Fu's arrogance immediately vented, and even Jin Ling'er, who was in a very bad mood, couldn't hold back her laughter.

Song Beiyun, who was kicked, muttered and asked Jin Ling'er to fetch a piece of paper and started to write: "Since the prince gave me such a precious thing, I have to give it back anyway."

After a while, a long list of prescriptions appeared in front of King Fu: "These are prescriptions for various diseases. If there are some life-saving medicines, King Fu can send a few doctors who can use them from Luzhou to go with them." , then I will mail some to the prince every month."

"mail?"

"The Xu family company naturally wants to expand the Fuzhou market."

King Fu knew that this kid was going to be unable to sit still, but the prescription he wrote was really timely, and this thing was much more expensive than many things.

"My lord, if you have vomiting and diarrhea due to acclimatization, you must remember the three rules. Boiling water, rice noodles and not eating seafood. Fuzhou is not too far away from here. It doesn't mean that you can't adapt to the climate. If it is the seafood, if the lord can If you can adapt, eat more, and if you can’t adapt, you can’t eat any more. After the symptoms appear, you only need to maintain the eating habits here, and you can heal without medicine.”

The disease of acclimatization is actually very simple. It is nothing more than the fact that the intestinal flora cannot adapt to the new food and causes a large amount of bacterial toxins to protest. As long as you maintain the eating habits here, it will naturally be resolved. And if you want flora If you adapt, you only need to take in local food step by step, and then leave the rest to time.

This problem was actually relatively common in ancient times, because logistics and circulation were blocked. In the future, few people will have this problem. The progress of society will not only increase many diseases, but also reduce many diseases. This is inevitable.

After both sides explained, Fu Wang didn't say anything more, but he didn't let Song Beiyun and Jin Linger be alone, after all, he was leaving tomorrow, and today's daughter's time should belong to the family, not Beiyun.

"Then I'll take my leave first, by the way... my lord." Before leaving, Song Beiyun said suddenly: "The princess must not go, you let her stay here, one is to be a companion for Jin Ling'er, and the other is She really can't stand the bumps of the car and boat. And I can only make her medicine, and others can't make it with the formula."

"Is there such a thing?" Fu Wang said with a deep expression, "I see, you should go back first."

When he reached the courtyard, he suddenly turned back and poked his head through the door: "Where is Qiaoqiao?"

"The yard next door." Jin Ling'er pointed, "You can go there on your own."

And Fu Wang took a look at Song Beiyun: "You should protect Jin Ling'er better! If she suffers even the slightest grievance, I will eat you alive!"

"Remember to dip in soy sauce."

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he ran away in a panic, and Fu Wang, who was amused by him, looked at the back of the little bastard and shook his head helplessly. In Jinling City."

"Father..."

"It's okay, your mother and concubine can keep an eye on you here, so that I won't see that yellow-mouthed child just learning to walk when I come back."

"Oh..." Jin Ling'er turned around immediately: "Father, what are you talking about?"

Chapter 200: On October 10th, the autumn is clear and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River is not withered

It has been five days since King Fu left, and a team of 5000 people followed him to Fuzhou. Although he was not allowed to be sent off on the day he left, Song Beiyun took Jin Ling'er outside the long pavilion from dark to dawn.

The moment he saw his daughter, Fu Wang, a strong man who had killed countless enemies before the battle, still couldn't hold back his tears, and then he might feel a little ashamed, so he ran away in a hurry while shouting that he was old.

In the next few days, Song Beiyun was actually grounded in disguise. Now that the limelight has not passed, it is not good for him to go out and show off in the market, and the only thing that can accompany him every day is good words.

Xiaoyu also went back to report on his work because of such a big event, but this report lasted for several days, and he didn't know what he was doing. Qiao Yun, who came to report, said that the two siblings would look out of the window with their hands on the bars every day, like rabbits in a cage.

As for Jin Ling'er and Qiao Qiao, the Empress Dowager summoned her into the palace the day after King Fu left. Jin Ling'er insisted on bringing Qiao Qiao with her, saying that she was afraid that she would be troubled by Song Beiyun outside. Well, Song Beiyun agrees, after all, now that the limelight is in full swing, no one knows what will happen.I don't know why, maybe it was to compensate King Fu, so the Empress Dowager loved Jin Ling'er so much that even if the queen made things difficult for her, she would call her ancestors here.

There is no need to worry about this. After all, no matter how many conflicts the Empress Dowager has with King Fu, she is also blood relatives with Jin Ling'er. Being with blood relatives is probably the best protection for Jin Ling'er now.

So all of a sudden Song Beiyun became a loner who could only cook hot pot with Miss Ji Wang.

"This year's cold is a bit sudden. A while ago, I was able to resist wearing only single clothes, but now I can't bear it anymore." Song Beiyun put a piece of mutton into the pot: "Eat it, what are you doing laughing at me?"

"It's okay." Miao Yan ate a piece of meat, raised his head and asked, "And then, what happened to the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin?"

"What else can I do? After being yelled at by King Fu, I didn't dare to fart. The next day I didn't even want the sheep and ran back. I guess I will prepare troops to attack the Song Dynasty after I go back."

"No, it won't be that fast." Miao Yan shook his head and said, "According to the current development of the plot, you are the little butterfly that caused this storm."

"Nonsense." Song Beiyun said firmly, "I must be regarded as a white swan flapping its wings."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Miao Yan: "You said, when we were in the future, who would have thought that such a thing would happen."

Miao Yan leaned back on the chair and meditated with his chopsticks in his mouth.

"Don't hold your chopsticks in your mouth, it's disgusting."

"You kiss on the mouth, but the chopsticks are disgusting?" Miao Yan chuckled, "Twist."

"That's right, it doesn't matter anymore." Song Beiyun stared straight at the red charcoal fire: "Actually, I have several branches that I can go to now. I can be an official here to make troubles, or I can go to King Fu to make troubles. Rain, you can also hide in a corner and make trouble for the wind and rain, give me your opinion."

Miaoyan is a wonderful person, a wonderful person in all aspects, not only her body is wonderful, but her brain is definitely first-class wonderful. Song Beiyun is used to communicating with her in a general direction, because it is simple, efficient and convenient and her The logic tree skill is definitely the best and most practical traverser skill that Song Beiyun thinks so far.

"I'm afraid you will be an official here in the first year. The first year of your three-year contract is to be used as a foundation. You need to have your own team. King Fu gave you craftsmen, but the craftsmen are useless Yes, you need more people, and these people have to perform their duties like gears, so that you can have the right to speak in this world."

After the wonderful words were finished, he raised his head and took off the rice grains from the corner of Song Beiyun's mouth and put them in his own mouth: "How did these people get here? Relying on your cronies? It's not enough. Let alone raising children, it takes too long, that's the next one. It’s been planned for five years. So among these people, trust and affection can only be developed during your time in office.”

"But scholars in this era are all stinky shit."

"Your sentence itself is looking at people with colored glasses, prejudice! There is no essential difference between this era and any era in the past or any era in the future. Since there is a set of thinking, there must be people who do not follow the set. , that Yan Shu you mentioned, that Huang... Huang... what are you talking about?"

"Huang Anwei."

"Aren't these two people a typical example? You think it's survivor bias, but it's more likely that big data screening fails, but what do you use to participate in big data screening now? You don't have resources, you have to hold certain The sample can be screened. Then the screened out people can use their network for secondary screening. This is a virtuous circle. Why you say that one person can't fight against the big era is because you don't have enough resources, unless you practice both magic and martial arts, Peerless, one punch one atomic bomb, one kick one big earthquake, otherwise you are a great prophet and it will be very difficult for you to change the future."

Song Beiyun became silent, and what he said in his wonderful words is not a problem. No matter how powerful an individual is, if he has no resources, he is just a dreamer, just like his teacher and father. There is no problem with him being comparable to Su Qin and Zhang Yi, but what?He was treated as an old lunatic who wasted his time in the countryside and lamented that he was born at an untimely time.

This is because there are no resources. If he has resources and luck, Da Song should lead horses and feed sheep by the Danube River now, but obviously Da Song doesn’t have any. A large number of civil servants and military generals thought that the world was peaceful and prosperous.

"Okay, okay, I won't put too much pressure on you, as long as you know what to do." Miao Yan put down his chopsticks: "As for you becoming an official, I will find a way to pave the way for you when the time comes."

"You can find a way for me? What can you do?"

"Fengyuechang is my home stadium. Is it a big problem for me to open a top nightclub in Song Dynasty?"

"Don't be ruined by others."

Hearing Song Beiyun's words, Miaoyan leaned over and said, "If it happens, will you go to slaughter the city for me?"

"Don't say such meaningless words, you have more ways than me."

"I asked you if you would."

"Yes, yes." Song Beiyun pinched her nose: "You are quite annoying sometimes."

"Girls are like this." Miao Yan sat back and continued, "If you're not happy, you can go fuck."

Song Beiyun looked at her like this, and suddenly laughed: "The weather was too hot before, but it's not so hot now, is it?"

"No, today's almanac says that everything is inappropriate."