Song Beiyun

Xiao Song walked and scolded all the way, but Fo Baonu didn't care at all, he just walked in front with his hands behind his back, wearing Song Beiyun's clothes outside, as if it should be taken for granted.

Back at Honglu Temple, just as Xiao Song was about to leave, the heavy rain suddenly fell, and the sweltering heat of the whole day was completely released at this moment, but because of the heavy rain, the visibility had dropped to the extreme .

"You are simply a disaster!" Song Beiyun stood under the eaves and pointed at Fo Baonu and cursed: "I really fucking convinced you! It's all over now, I can't go back."

"That's none of my business."

Fo Baonu turned around with a chuckle and entered the Honglu Temple, leaving only Song Beiyun standing under the eaves of the Honglu Temple alone, watching the heavy rain splashing down.

"Master Song, let me arrange a place to rest with you first."

The head of the Honglu Temple approached Song Beiyun with a flattering face and said that he had been upset all night because of the disappearance of the prince of the Liao Kingdom in the middle of the night, and now that he was sent back safe and sound by Master Song, he was already happy in his heart It's no problem to curry favor with Song Beiyun.

"Your Majesty Yu is too polite. I can't go back today, so don't sleep on that bastard!"

Song Beiyun flicked his sleeves and walked into the Honghe Temple with his head bowed, but the principal Yu was still wondering who the "dog day" Song Beiyun was talking about. It was too late when he woke up, because Song Beiyun had already kicked him away. opened the door of the eldest prince of the Liao Kingdom.

"I can't do it, Mr. Song... I can't do it..."

Director Yu chased after him, but was locked out by Song Beiyun. He was so anxious that he scratched his heart. This is the notorious Song Dog. If something really happened to the Prince of Liao Kingdom, he would end his job as the leader. up.

But he didn't dare to disobey Song Beiyun, the only thing he could do was to stand at the door and wait, and once he heard any movement inside, he would rush in to try to persuade him to fight.

"Do you want to die……"

Fo Baonu was changing clothes, when he saw Song Beiyun barging in, he quickly covered his chest: "There are people like you in the world?"

"It's okay, I just came to see the eldest prince of Liao, and I'm afraid His Royal Highness will be frightened." Song Beiyun stood there without moving: "You can change yours, don't worry about it."

"You stand here, how can I change it!" Fu Baonu blushed, picked up a cup and smashed it: "Get out!"

Xiao Song turned his head to avoid Fo Baonu's hidden weapon, and stood there motionless: "The heavy rain doesn't stop, I won't go, it's my duty, and please forgive me, Your Royal Highness."

"You!" Fo Baonu looked at Song Beiyun's businesslike face: "You are so courageous, dare to break into my room, I am afraid that your laws of the Great Song Dynasty can't control you? I am Envoy!"

"You are fine, I am more proficient in the laws of the Song Dynasty than you." Song Beiyun stood there motionless with his hands behind his back: "Because the prince of the Liao Kingdom lost his way in Jinling City at midnight, the envoy of the Imperial City has the duty to guard him all the way."

"Then you go out to guard!" Fo Baonu stepped forward and tried to kick Song Beiyun, but after thinking about it, the guy opposite her was much stronger than herself, so she could only suppress her anger: "Get out!"

"Forgive me, unless it is confirmed that His Royal Highness is safe and sound." Song Beiyun just stood there, motionless: "Otherwise, the lower officials are not allowed to leave, and besides, everyone is a man, you just need to wash up."

"Dog thing!" Fo Baonu couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward to wrestle with Song Beiyun, but a fan held his forehead against it.

Then Song Beiyun shouted: "Master Yu, go find the imperial doctor, the prince of Liao Kingdom has lost his mind and gone mad."

"No!!!" Fo Baonu hurriedly shouted: "Don't listen to him!"

Mr. Yu outside didn't know who to listen to for a while, he stood there and broke out in cold sweat, while Fo Baonu grabbed his shirt with one hand and Song Beiyun's neckline with the other, and asked in a low voice: " What are you going to do?"

"You can't let me go back, and you fucking don't sleep." Song Beiyun stood furiously: "Really, I'm not polite to you, want to play tricks? I'll show you what the number one scoundrel in Song Dynasty looks like." .”

"Okay!" Fo Baonu sneered, "You can do it, Song Beiyun."

"The eldest prince has a really good figure." Xiao Song bent slightly and leaned into her ear and said, "I usually can't see it."

"Bastard!" Fo Baonu kicked him on the leg, but found that he had kicked an iron plate, and yelled out.

Xiao Song bent down and took off the bamboo boards tied to his legs: "I'm usually tied to places that are easy to be attacked because I'm afraid of being stabbed. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

With tears in his eyes, Fo Baonu hopped and sat on the edge of the bed, took off his shoes, and found that his toes were red and swollen, excruciatingly painful.

"You go!" Fo Baonu raised his head and shouted, "If you don't go, I'll call someone."

"Do you want me to call for you? Your Royal Highness." Song Beiyun unfolded his fan: "How many do you want?"

Fo Baonu gritted his teeth tightly and made a creaking friction sound. His mind turned quickly, but he found that he had no way to deal with such a bastard. in fear.

"Okay, then you can stay here, I'm asleep." Fo Baonu rolled over on the bed and lay on top of it: "You do what you want."

Xiao Song hummed, went to the window and opened the window, letting the cool wind from outside flow in, and then said: "Then I will guard the eldest prince here, but Your Highness, don't you wash? I can smell the stink."

"You're sick of it!!!"

Fo Baonu loves cleanliness very much. When Song Beiyun said this, she felt as if she had fallen into a cesspit. She was uncomfortable anyway, and even when she thought about it carefully, she could feel itching and bad smell all over her body.

"Prince, please do what you want."

Song Beiyun sat in front of the table, picked up the teacup, poured a cup of tea and began to drink, humming a little tune while drinking.

"Song Dog! You and I are irreconcilable!" Fo Baonu jumped up, picked up the golden knife beside the pillow and stabbed it.

Song Beiyun didn't even bother to dodge, but with just a flick of the fan, Fo Baonu fell to the ground.

"You really overestimated your capabilities." Song Beiyun hit her on the head with a fan: "You don't want the knife again?"

"How could you... how could you bully me like this." Fo Baonu lay on the ground and began to cry: "I am the eldest prince of the Liao Kingdom, the future Emperor of Liao...how could you bully me like this... "

"Hahahaha..." Song Beiyun laughed, but closed his mouth halfway through the laugh, and coughed twice: "I didn't bully you, you owe it to me, if you don't provoke me, I will definitely not provoke you. "

"Woooo..."

"Stop whining." Song Beiyun raised his legs: "It's useless, I won't sympathize with you. You say you, with your virtue, you can still be the Emperor of Liao? It's useless and easy to cry, how can you be?" Got the emperor?"

Fo Baonu lay there without moving: "I want you to take care of it! I want you to take care of it!!!"

"Then lie down."

Xiao Song really didn't care about her, sitting there drinking tea, but the rain outside didn't seem to stop at all, instead it was getting bigger and bigger, and the water droplets hit the window sill. There was a thin layer of fog, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky.

Seeing the commotion outside, Song Beiyun frowned and stood up to the window, feeling a sudden thump in his heart...

Because the most representative of the Little Ice Age is the frequent occurrence of floods, and this rain is obviously a bit abnormal, it is not a shower, if such a heavy rain falls overnight, then the city's waterlogging is still a trivial matter, and the Huizhou area is probably going to There is a flash flood.

"It's troublesome." Song Beiyun frowned.

Floods represent reduced food production, famine, and refugees. These things must not happen at this stage, but if they do happen, he has no choice but to fight against the sky... It will not be possible in 1000 years, and even more so now. unrealistic.

"How's the climate in your Liao Kingdom in the past few years?" Song Beiyun turned his head to look at Fo Baonu, who was lying on the ground lying on the ground, "I started talking about... three years ago."

Fo Baonu turned his head to look at him: "What are you doing?"

"If you guessed correctly, an unprecedented famine is coming from north to south this year." Song Beiyun took a deep breath: "The grassland will be integrated by the end of this year."

"Huh?" Fo Baonu stood up from the ground: "Really? How did you know?"

Xiao Song pointed to the weather: "This abnormal weather has lasted for more than a year. Since last year, drought, locust plague, and snow disaster have followed one after another. The situation in the grassland should be more serious. If you don’t have enough food, you will definitely be knocked at the gates of the Liao Kingdom, are you ready?”

Fo Baonu's brain exploded with a buzzing sound. If this was the case, the Liao Dynasty, whose main force was concentrated in Hedong, was flatly pushed by the Tartars from top to bottom.

Song Beiyun was also silent for a long time before saying: "Elder Prince, write a letter back and stock up on food."

Fo Baonu frowned, and had no intention of messing around with this bastard, she immediately took out a pen and paper from the drawer: "Come here, grind the ink."

Xiao Song squinted at her, and she also glanced at Song Beiyun, and then muttered, "I just grind it myself..."

After writing a letter, she handed it to Song Beiyun: "Show me."

"Your Liao Kingdom's secret letter, you let me, a Song official, read it? Are you blind?"

"Let's take a look, and see where there is something to add." Fo Baonu elbowed Song Beiyun: "Give me a hand."

"What's in it for me?"

"You go to Liao Kingdom with me, you can get whatever you want."

"Get lost, don't read it." Song Beiyun pushed away the letter on the table: "Think about it yourself."

"Look..." Fo Baonu poked Xiao Song's arm with his finger: "Look."

"I'm a person who can't get up early without profit. I won't do it if you paint cakes for me." Xiao Song shook his head and said, "You have to bring something practical."

"The business of Liao and Song Dynasties is decided by me!"

"It's a business between Song and Liao, and I can't get any benefits, so give me some practical ones." Song Beiyun rubbed his fingers back and forth in front of her: "Understood? Let me be practical. I still need to make some rules about this." teach you?"

Chapter 385: On August 8, the second year, the water from the Yellow River rained from the sky

The workshop received an order three days ago from the Liao Kingdom. This order includes 27 categories including weapons, daily necessities, glass products, handicrafts, agricultural tools, seeds, etc., and 520 small items, with a total item value of [-] million yuan .

This order led to a very fierce dispute in the court, and the important officials in the court gradually began to divide. Some of them were the peace faction led by Zhao Xiang. Enemy of the North.

The other part is the main combat faction headed by Dali Temple Minister Lao Ding. They think that it is not a problem if they only export handicrafts and daily necessities, but the export of seeds, agricultural tools and even weapons should be strictly restricted, otherwise the Liao Kingdom will be troubled in the future.

The people on both sides are right, so the fight between the two groups is in full swing. For three days, Zhao Xing has been harassed by the big bosses on both sides until late at night, and he is asked to explain the issues here from various aspects. Well, Zhao Xiang and Lao Ding are not easy-going lamps, and neither of them can convince the other, and they are already on fire with each other.

At the moment, Xiao Song is working overtime to make things needed by the Liao Kingdom, because it has been raining heavily for six days, and Huizhou is in a hurry.Compared with this, the situation in Liao Kingdom is even more serious. Thirteen places in the Yellow River burst, and 33 prefectures along the way encountered unprecedented floods.

Fo Baonu had rushed back to Liao Kingdom yesterday, but before she left, she did something incomprehensible, that is, she dumped 700 million guan to Da Song without saying anything.

The reward for Liao's magnanimity is that all the existing industrial systems of the Song Dynasty will be activated at full speed. No matter what the noise in the court is, the inventory will be completely consumed, and then the Song Dynasty will start to operate while preparing for the disaster. The scale of the project has been expanded for the third time, and now it has covered nearly 300 million acres. The counting people in the Princess Foundation began to regard this crisis as an unprecedented opportunity, and countless hands have slowly extended to the Liao Kingdom.

"What did you call me to do?"

Song Beiyun, who was eating and sleeping with the craftsmen in the workshop, was stunned by an imperial decree. What's the matter with him here?He just happened to negotiate a big deal, just in time for the flood in Liao, and it happened that most of the materials in this order were related to people's livelihood.

"Master Song, Xiaoyu doesn't understand these things, but he knows that going to the study room is already too much to deal with, and the officials told you to make a decision."

Now that Lao Wang is in a semi-retired state, Xiaoyu has basically replaced his functions, and if it is Xiaoyu's turn to come to announce people in person, he must be very anxious about this matter.

It's just that Xiao Song doesn't know what he can do among these big bosses. He is just an ordinary official, and he is soft-spoken, and the housekeeper of the prime minister's house can call him around.

"You really think highly of me." Song Beiyun put on a piece of clothing: "By the way, Xiaoyu never thought about going back to his hometown to see?"

"Xiaoyu has no hometown for a long time." Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Wherever the official's house is, Xiaoyu's home is there."

"Hi, it's nothing." Song Beiyun turned around and said, "I'm going to wash my face. Wait for me for a while."

"Okay." Xiaoyu nodded with a smile, and then muttered in a low voice: "And Master Song."

The two came to the palace, and as soon as they entered the upper study, they saw Lao Ding and Lao Zhao sitting there pouring water into their stomachs. Neither of them spoke, but they looked unhappy.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Zhao Xing also had a sad expression on his face. When he saw Song Beiyun coming, his gray face was suddenly covered with a layer of light.

"Gongming, you're here."

Your grandma has a leg!Song Beiyun cursed secretly in his heart, then stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Guan Jia, Zhao Xiang, and Master Ding, all blessings and peace."

"Don't ask for so much etiquette." Zhao Xing knocked on the table anxiously: "The two ministers of mine are now arguing about your bill, and the two of them want to hear your thoughts."

"Officials, you are flattering and killing a humble minister. The minister is only the head of the Ministry of Industry and works in the kiln. How can he have the right to dictate such important national affairs." Xiao Song sighed: " I don't understand."

Seeing his hypocritical appearance, Zhao Xiang secretly spat, while Lao Ding still sat there expressionless.

"The more than 1000 million guan in the Liao Kingdom is a hot thing." Zhao Xing also sighed and said, "You can speak freely today."

Xiao Song looked at Zhao Xing and then at Zhao Xiang and Lao Ding. Zhao Xing naturally looked hopeful, but Lao Zhao and Lao Ding did not object.

Only then did he clear his throat: "That humble minister just spoke nonsense."

"Hurry up, don't be rude." Lao Ding said impatiently, "Today I want to see if you can be as eloquent as those soft bones."

"That's not right, Mr. Ding, if you talk about soft bones, then those who advocated moving the capital and land were really soft."

Seeing that the two little old men were about to fight, Song Beiyun saw that the situation was not going well, so he took a step back secretly...

"Well... two adults, the meaning of this minister is actually nothing special, just to help the Liao Kingdom this time."

As soon as these words came out, Lao Ding's face suddenly became ugly, but Song Beiyun's conversation suddenly changed: "But if you help him directly, wouldn't it be too cheap for Liao Kingdom?"

Now it was Zhao Xiang's turn to frown, and now Song Beiyun understood how annoying the mess in the court was, and these old dogs didn't want anyone to finish their sentence...

"Don't be foolish, hurry up." Zhao Xing rescued him: "You are young but you have learned the faults of those old things."

Zhao Xiang and Lao Ding looked at Zhao Xing with strange expressions at the same time, and Zhao Xing quickly waved his hands: "I didn't say that the two good ministers..."

As he spoke, he winked at Song Beiyun, Xiao Song could see that this guy must have been forced to no avail, so he wanted to use himself as a shield.Otherwise, there is no good person who is the emperor. If this person is not the emperor, he should be dragged to be buried alive.

"For me, the Liao Kingdom is due to the current situation. The Song and Liao countries are dependent on each other. If the Liao Kingdom is taken advantage of by the grassland tribes and the Jin Kingdom due to the flood, the front line of the Song Dynasty must be tight. At that time, internal and external troubles and wind and rain will come together, and even an iron body will not be able to withstand it, not to mention that I have only a few days to recuperate." Song Beiyun found a place and sat down, took the tea cup brought by Xiaoyu and drank it One mouthful: "Just relying on this, we need help. Although it is important to regain the homeland, the premise is that the Song Dynasty must survive. If the Liao Kingdom is gone, the Song Dynasty may face a battle on the second or even third fronts, which is difficult."

After listening to Zhao Xiang, he twirled his beard and nodded with a smile. What Song Beiyun said was exactly what he meant.Look, this is the truth that everyone of the younger generation understands, why some old dogs don't understand it despite their age?

"But if you send things to Liao Kingdom in such a hurry, you will end up being looked down upon by others? If you don't keep them in order, you have to put your face on someone's cold ass, which is impossible. Besides, there are some things that are related to life. Such as weapons and armor, such as agricultural tools and seeds, this cannot be done!"

Lao Ding raised his chin and glanced at Lao Zhao, and snorted coldly, as if to say, "every child understands this truth, but you, a gray-bearded old thief, are stubborn."

Song Beiyun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the expressions of the two powerful men, and continued, "I think it's better to make two preparations, one is to urgently raise a batch of things to support Liao, and the other is to send this Wait for the country's sharp weapon to slow down. Let's deploy it on demand."

"What is deployment on demand?"

Zhao Xing's problem is also the problem of the two little old men. Song Beiyun nodded and said, "It's called delayed delivery."

"Delayed delivery?"

Song Beiyun hummed: "Using that weapon as an example, the Liao Kingdom ordered 250 sets of heavy armor and supporting weapons for the first time, and the price of each set is around [-] guan. We can deliver them in three or even five years. Just use production capacity constraints as an excuse, and deliver [-] sets a year to fool around. Ten thousand sets is not a large number. If it is spread over five years, the cost can be reduced to around [-]. That is to say, [-] sets, My Da Song can earn him [-] million guan from the Liao Kingdom."

"Hmm..." Zhao Xing did a simple calculation and thought it was quite appropriate: "Go on."