Song Beiyun

Because the Chang'an four-country summit meeting is imminent, the sudden news at this point is tantamount to forcing the other three heads of state to suspend the talks and forcibly form an alliance to fight against Da Song, who is number one in the world.

Even the Liao Kingdom is no exception. Allies belong to allies, and containment belongs to containment. These are two different concepts. Or from another perspective, if it is true that the two golds belong to Liao, ask Da Song if he is afraid.

Afraid, must be afraid.Because they don't know what Song Guohui is doing, isn't the night scary?The dark night is not scary, what is scary is not knowing what is in the dark night.

This is a variant of the law of the dark forest. The weak will definitely form a group to resist the ignorance of the strong.

After Song Beiyun read Fobaonu's letter, Zhao Xing's letter also arrived.

"Good guy, we're going to catch up." Song Beiyun sighed and said, "My lord, I'm going to be in trouble."

Fu Wang frowned: "Why?"

Chapter 688: On May 5th, Six Years

Still the same sentence, countries may be able to sleep with their lips and teeth cold, and they may be able to sleep with their feet, but it is absolutely impossible to respect each other as guests. The sudden growth of any country will inevitably arouse the attention and vigilance of other countries.

Now that three small countries have returned to the Song Dynasty in succession, it is tantamount to sending a dangerous signal to the Liao Kingdom, because after the balance is suddenly broken, they must also find a new balance.

The means of balance include, but are not limited to, the United Kingdom, and even the grasslands.

As for the fact that Jin is the mortal enemy of Liao, it may be difficult for people to bear, but it is not a big deal for the country. Wasn't Song and Liao also mortal enemies in the past, but it can be as gluey as paint.

The art of combining vertical and horizontal lines is not Song Beiyun's unique skill. This thing has no essential changes 1000 years ago and 1000 years later. The core is those, and smart people have already figured it out.

How about saying that the old man is no worse than any modern person in terms of intelligence? This is a blessing that is followed by a disaster. That is what Lao Tzu summed up.

"I can't control that much anymore." Song Beiyun sighed, "I'm afraid this time Da Song will be greedy for petty gains and suffer big losses."

Song Beiyun's words made King Fu raise his head: "A big loss? What a big loss?"

"The most likely result of breaking the balance rashly is that the Liao and the two Jins secretly formed an alliance, and they contradicted the Song Dynasty in terms of diplomacy and policy. Because after absorbing Xixia, Dali and Baiyue, the national power of the Song Dynasty has surpassed them by a large margin. Next time they want to achieve a reciprocal leap, they may not agree, they will try to suck blood from Da Song to weaken Da Song's deterrence."

Song Beiyun knocked on the letter on the table with his hand: "This is just an economic and trade check and balance. Afterwards, political and military confrontation will gradually form. Fortunately, Song's industry is a leader, and they must rely on it, but It may not be realistic to think about being as smooth as before.”

"Is there going to be a war?" King Fu frowned and said, "Will they take the opportunity..."

"Not for the time being. The national power of the Great Song Dynasty is here. I initially estimate that the current national power is almost equivalent to that of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, or even surpassed. But the biggest problem now is not the national power, but the future plan. It may be hindered, the rain this year is [-]% less than in previous years, if there is a drought this year..."

Song Beiyun pursed his lips: "In a year of severe drought, how to solve the problem of famine? If several countries form a confrontation and resources cannot be allocated, the world will be in chaos when the drought comes."

Hearing what he said, King Fu seemed to feel that there will be less rain this year, and the people in the low-lying places in the south will be preparing to move to higher places at this time in previous years.But this year's water level is obviously much lower than in previous years, which is not a good sign.

"Although the Department of Agriculture has already started preparations, it can keep Da Song safe and sound, but if the neighboring country is in trouble, Da Song will not take care of it?" Song Beiyun tapped on the table lightly, and said in a deep tone: "Gu, the landlord's family doesn't have any food left. No matter, people who don’t have enough to eat are animals. They can do anything, such as rogues, rebellions, and mutinies. Potentially dealing with multiple border crises."

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he drew a circle again and said: "Also, even if the two Jins and the Liao are left aside, the sudden surrender of the Three Kingdoms at this juncture seems to be the heart of the world, but is the Song Dynasty ready? ? I only prepared the plan for Xixia, what about other places? There are almost 300 million mouths to eat. If they can’t eat, they will panic. Once the people start to panic, what will happen? ?”

"Then what is the plan now?"

"Accumulate food widely, and become king slowly." Song Beiyun raised his eyes to King Fu: "I will write to the official and ask him to distribute part of the political benefits, first disintegrate the alliance between the Liao and the two Jins, and then find a way to hoard food. We can't wait until drought is on our backs to start preparing."

"As for the things I sent out..." Song Beiyun sneered: "I haven't seen anyone who can take things from me for nothing. When the disaster strikes, I will let them eat mine and spit it out for me, and take my things." Give it back to me."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun waved: "Come here! Call the envoy of the department."

Fu Wang looked at Song Beiyun quietly. For the first time, he felt that this child had grown up, and he already had the temperament of planning a strategy to win thousands of miles away.

I am good at fighting but not good at governing the country. Now it seems that the officials let me supervise the country, but in fact, it is nothing more than giving Song Beiyun a chance to truly ascend to the top of the power center.

Even Zhao Xing couldn't just open his mouth about this matter, he needed a springboard, and now it seems that King Fu thinks he is Song Beiyun's springboard.

"Oh... I'm still old after all." King Fu smiled wryly and shook his head: "You can decide for yourself, I sometimes feel that I am short-sighted."

Song Beiyun raised his head and blinked at King Fu: "My lord, why are you sighing all of a sudden. Without a backbone like yours standing here, what are we?"

King Fu waved his hand: "Okay, don't say flattering words, I am old and I know it well."

The two chatted for a while, and the envoy from the department had already arrived, and Song Beiyun assigned them tasks directly in front of King Fu.

"Go back and let Nasi take the opportunity to make a move, let the grassland be chaotic first, and the chaotic first will drive the chaotic. Especially the Jinliao border area, chaotic." Song Beiyun frowned and said: "Then start hoarding food from now on , we will see the outcome before August this year."

"Oh, that's right. Tell Nasi again, remember not to look for the leader, and let the warriors do what the warriors do. Apart from building momentum, Nasi must be determined to stand on the Khan's team at other times."

"Yes, Mr. Song, I'll do it now, little one."

The envoy left, Fu Wang pointed to Song Beiyun: "You are an older fox than an old fox, boy... whoever gets infected with you is out of luck."

"Alas..." Song Beiyun sighed, "What should I do? As long as the grasslands cannot join the alliance, the Jin-Liao alliance will not succeed. This is what the Jin Kingdom is now."

Looking at his little finger, Fu Wang laughed heartily, and after laughing, he looked at Song Beiyun: "Why don't you want to send troops?"

"The first one is that if you forget the battle, you will be in danger, and if you are willing to fight, you will die. The other one, I really don't want to see places like Song, Jin, Liao and even grasslands fighting each other. Not only is it meaningless, but it will also delay my plan. I agree. Zhao Xiang, ten years has allowed him to see an unprecedented prosperity, if this really happens...it will be a big trouble."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun continued to add: "The other thing is to rule by terror. This kind of rule is extremely fragile. Speaking of returning to the Song Dynasty, if my Great Song Dynasty has always been the kind of city-slaughter rule, Foreigners are like pigs and dogs, and barbarians are like livestock. Will they accept land and return to the Song Dynasty? To put it bluntly, this is the follow-up benefit brought by the policies that I was called a traitor, and I am the orthodox Chinese culture, okay?" Song Beiyun couldn't laugh or cry. He said: "The way of Confucius and Mencius is serious. Those who enter China are Chinese, and those who leave China are barbarians. Our fundamental culture does not exist for eradication. High-handed rule will only bring about uprisings. In the future, they will know what they reviled." What kind of prosperous world will things bring."

King Fu nodded lightly. Compared with the hawks in the imperial court, although Song Beiyun's ideas could not be completely agreed with by him, he had indeed seen the results now. Over time, foreigners recognized Da Song more and more. Higher, less civil conflicts have become less and less, regional prosperity has driven the overall prosperity, commerce has become more and more developed, and tax revenue has repeatedly hit new highs in recent years.

Taxes bring better infrastructure, better welfare, and become the capital to attract talents. The Song Dynasty is getting better and better, almost every year.

Jinling five years ago was already prosperous enough, but in comparison, the expansion of Jinling City alone has nearly doubled, and the number of residents has more than doubled. Looking at Jinling City five years ago, it is just a small county today That's all.

During this period, countless people wanted to bring down Song Beiyun, but even if the higher-ups didn't like this person, they kept him, and even betrayed their own group willingly.This is a typical appearance in a prosperous age, so in any case, King Fu thinks that he should grit his teeth and persist in this painful reform. If the Song Dynasty can be kind to the world one day, then he will have no regrets in this life.

"But your sword bearer, I still can't agree."

"Let's not talk about this for now." Song Beiyun laughed awkwardly: "My lord, if I'm not mistaken in the next step, the top ten assistant ministers of the Liao Kingdom will arrive in Chang'an, and the official family can't stand it alone."

"I've already asked someone to arrange it." Fu Wang nodded and said, "Xiao Gel Nasi will definitely go, he still hasn't suffered enough."

"It turns out that Jinlang's name is Xiao Gel...hahahaha, what a good name." Song Beiyun laughed: "Then who will go to our side?"

"Three people from the Ministry of War, three people from the Ministry of Households, four people from the Ministry of Industry, three people from the Ministry of Finance, and two people from the Privy Council, a total of 15 people."

Song Beiyun nodded lightly: "I can probably guess who it is, and this group of people can."

It's not difficult to guess who they are. These hanging hairs can be said to be the most vocal players in the Song Dynasty, and the key point is that these people are all trained by the Mathematics Academy. It’s impossible to use empty words to confuse people’s hearts. People come up and do the calculations. How much do you lose in a year of doing this, and how much do you earn in a year? carry.

"By the way, father-in-law. I will take a leave of absence in the afternoon and go to the workshop."

"Take Cheng'er, she's been a little sluggish these days, take her out to relax."

"Yuezhang, are you trying to kill me? Can you leave me alone?"

"Today is the Empress Dowager's birthday, and I'm going to the Taimiao! There's no one to take care of me at home, so you can do me a favor." King Fu sighed, "It's been so many years, so you don't want to lose your belly anymore."

Chapter 689: Sunny September 5, Six Years

It's really not me, Song Beiyun, who has a small belly, my own father...it's your own daughter, a pervert with a distorted personality.

Although Song Beiyun has a hundred ways to refuse King Fu's request, but seeing that his temples are already gray, he remembered that when he first met him, a man in his 50s and [-]s was still as tall and straight as in his thirties, but now he is only a few years old. But already old.Every time this happens, Xiao Song can't bear it. After all, the prince is not only the father-in-law but also the master. Although there are some conflicts between the two of them, but in the end this old man can take care of him so much that his own father can't do more.

So the words of refusal came to his lips, but he couldn't say it out. Although he was annoyed when he saw Zhao Cheng, he should give Fu Wang a face.

Before going to the workshop, Xiao Song went to the Queen Mother, told her about Da Song's recent developments, and brought her today's newspaper.

When the Queen Mother heard that Xixia had become a vassal and Dali Baiyue had joined her, she certainly didn't expect Song Beiyun to be so comprehensive, but she just felt happy in her heart. Sitting there, she kept saying "Sex is promising", her eyes became much gentler.

"Your Majesty, don't you notice that there is something different here?"

The queen mother heard the words and looked around.After watching for a long time, I realized that the guards who usually guarded her were gone.

"Yes, where are the guards?"

"The empress can go out for activities." Song Beiyun took out Zhao Xing's autograph letter from his arms: "I am amnesty to the world, and the first one to be pardoned is the empress."

"Oh... I told Xing'er that this amnesty cannot be forgiven casually. How can those who have broken the law and the most vicious people be forgiven?"

"Your Majesty, look carefully, there are seven pardons and seven not pardons." Song Beiyun smiled and said: "Treason, treason, treason, immorality, filial piety, injustice, and civil strife."

"but I……"

"What did you say, my lady, she was blinded by bad people purely. My lady is not serving a sentence here, but thinking about her mistakes." Song Beiyun smiled and took out the bank note from his arms: "My lady, this is what the officials asked me to hand over to you .From today, the empress is free. I still have a small courtyard in the northern city. If the empress does not dislike it, I will organize people to sort it out, and then give the empress a few servants."

"Ah... I..." The queen mother was a little incoherent at first, and then she burst into tears.

"Okay, ma'am. It's time for me to go to work. If you need anything, just open your mouth."

Watching Song Beiyun leave, the Queen Mother stood in the yard without moving for a long time, but soon she pressed the banknotes against the wall with stones, put on her monk's hat again, and carried a bucket of water into the backyard with great difficulty and began to water the vegetables .

After Song Beiyun delivered the letter, he immediately went back to the house. Zuo Rou and the others were not here today, because it was the empress dowager's birthday sacrifice, and she was going to be present as a princess, so Song Beiyun couldn't even find someone to cover her , I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng, maybe Song Beiyun was too harsh last time and hurt her self-esteem. These days, it's not just as simple as sluggishness, it looks like a different person.With thin cheeks and limp body, what Zhao Cheng didn't know was that her absolute first reaction was the mature version of Lin Daiyu.

"No, Sister Orange." Song Beiyun stepped forward and picked up her rice bowl and took a look: "Don't you want to eat?"

Zhao Cheng, who was lying there, heard that Song Beiyun was coming, but he didn't speak. He just turned over and turned his face to the wall.

"It's not worth it, really." Song Beiyun stepped forward and looked at Zhao Cheng's back and big butt: "You, even the prince was alarmed. Why bother?"

Zhao Cheng still didn't speak, but Song Beiyun crossed his arms and said, "I'll take you out to relax in the name of the prince. Are you going to follow me consciously, or should I carry you away?"

"go away!"

"To be honest, I would not provoke you if I could, but the prince is old and he loves you. I don't want to see a white-haired old man begging me pitifully." Song Beiyun began to pinch his knuckles: "I'll count to three, and if you don't get up, I'll carry you like pork."

"One"

Zhao Cheng remained unmoved, as if Mount Tai did not change his color before the collapse.

"two"

She turned her head and frowned at Song Beiyun, her eyes were full of disgust, but she subconsciously shrank towards the wall.

"Three" Song Beiyun's voice fell, and he rolled up his sleeves: "I'm not welcome."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and really picked up Zhao Cheng like a pig, and just resisted on his shoulder.

"Let me down! I'm calling someone!"

"You shout." Song Beiyun smiled disdainfully: "With a radius of ten miles, try to see who dares to stop me."

Zhao Cheng shouted in a hoarse voice, and the guards outside rushed in immediately, but seeing that Song Beiyun was carrying the aunt, they immediately whistled and pretended to be blind: "Oh? You think it's strange, seeing the Dragon Boat Festival It’s gone, but it’s not raining, I’m afraid there will be a severe drought this year.”

"Yeah yeah."

Song Beiyun walked past them with a smile, while Zhao Cheng grabbed the clothes of one of the guards. His reaction was faster than lightning, and he threw the clothes out of Zhao Cheng's hands with a flick of his hand.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng's eyes were full of despair. She wanted to struggle, but she was already weak and hungry for so long. How could she be the strong Song Dog's opponent.

"Be honest with me!" Song Beiyun pinched her leg hard: "Shut up!"

Zhao Cheng yelled in pain. The soreness and swelling made her cry on the spot. She turned her head to bite Song Beiyun, but her jaw was removed with a click.

"Did you forget that I'm a doctor, and I'm the master of human body structure. If you struggle again, I'll take off your arms and legs. I'll let you know what it means to do whatever you want."

Zhao Cheng didn't dare to move anymore, she knew that this bastard could do anything, she had seen his brutality before.

Throwing Zhao Cheng onto the carriage, Song Beiyun jumped on it, and waited until the carriage started to take Zhao Cheng's chin back.

"I want to sue my father..."

"Say it." Song Beiyun couldn't help laughing as he watched her saliva flow all over her face because she couldn't shut up before.

Zhao Cheng wiped his face vigorously while tearing up, looking extremely pitiful.Not to mention, Zhao Cheng with this appearance is quite interesting, much better than showing off.

"Sister Cheng is thirty." Xiao Song sat there lazily, raising his legs: "It's not easy to be like a little girl. I heard that Sister Cheng was married for the first time, and there was no man in the bridal chamber." Just die? It's a pity, if I could get married at that time, there wouldn't be so many things in the future."

Zhao Cheng stared at Song Beiyun viciously, but reached his neckline and began to unbutton it.

"You know, you take it off. I'll throw you out if you take it off. The crowds on the street are exciting." Song Beiyun smiled indifferently, "Are you going to sue me for something wrong? You sue, Go and tell the prince, see if he believes you believe me."

Zhao Cheng stared at Song Beiyun, and rushed to beat her, but Song Beiyun just pressed her shoulder, and with a click, the arm was taken off. The pain made Zhao Cheng scream and crawl into the carriage.

"Miss Sister is so cute." Song Beiyun said and took off her other arm: "Do you admit defeat?"

Zhao Cheng's stubbornness seems to be in the same line as the old Zhao's family. She was about to come up with a headbutt with her arms hanging down, but Song Beiyun held her head down, and with a slight turn, she fell into the sand and fell into a wild goose.

And Song Beiyun shook his arm: "Sister Cheng, let me tell you, there is a medicine in my master's school that can make people fake crazy, and it can't be cured by anyone except me and the medical officer, do you want to try it? "

"Okay."

Seeing Zhao Cheng dare not speak out, Song Beiyun laughed and connected her arm: "It's rare to take you out to play, so be honest."

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just moved his arms and glared at Song Beiyun tearfully.

"That's good." Song Beiyun patted her on the head: "Wipe the tears when I go down later, many of them are my students, I don't want them to think that I stole the nun."

Zhao Cheng wiped away his tears with his monk's robe, and sat there without saying a word. This was according to Song Beiyun's wishes, and he didn't want to have any communication with this person.

After bumping all the way to Jinling Workshop, Song Beiyun quietly walked in through the side door, and then went straight to the agricultural base.

Zhao Cheng discovered for the first time that there is such a paradise-like place in Jinling City.Even though she was full of reluctance, she still kept her eyes wide open, seeing everything fresh.

Song Beiyun walked to the huge glass greenhouse and knocked on the door: "Old Fang, come out to pick up the guests."