Song Beiyun

However, the more he became a leader, the more pressure Song Guo was facing now. In order to help these countries tide over the difficulties, Song Guo had to start the planned economic model first, and the market also turned on a red light. Make way for the industry that is for the national economy and the people's livelihood.

In the next two years, the financial crisis will inevitably break out, but at this moment, the importance of the economic red line drawn by Song Beiyun can be reflected. The lifeline industries are all in the hands of the state, and resources and productivity will not flow out. Even if it is a bit difficult, it is not impossible to survive.

"The first task is to feed people. This is a hard target. I still say that the food is here, as long as one person starves to death, you will pay for it." Zhao Xing threw the pen in his hand to the face of the head of the household department official : "Don't complain to me. Every ration in your hands has been carefully calculated. Not only is it enough, but there is also a surplus. This surplus is prepared for you dog officials. If it is not enough... Ha ha."

Zhao Xing's sneer made the people below shiver. They didn't even dare to look up at His Majesty the Emperor. The former little emperor had unknowingly become a majestic emperor. look straight at.

After the complaining officials were kicked out, the servants outside came in and reported in a low voice: "Officials, the envoys of the Liao Kingdom are asking to see you."

"Xuan."

The envoy of the Liao Kingdom came to the upper study room. This envoy was the one who was scolded by King Fu in the palace of the Song Dynasty because he was rampant at that time.

But now he is extremely humble, and after meeting Zhao Xing, he is very polite: "By the order of His Majesty the Emperor of Liao Kingdom..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xing waved impatiently: "Oh, that's fine. Get down to business."

"National... Credentials..."

Looking at the letter of credence handed over by the envoy, the servant took it and handed it to Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing looked around and frowned: "Another 300 million catties? Your Liao Kingdom is a bottomless pit."

"This... My Emperor Long Live said that this time I will borrow money and repay it when the drought eases."

"It's easy to say, today is 300 million and tomorrow is 300 million, and there is no food left in the Song Dynasty. Go back and reply to Fo Baonu, 300 million is not, 100 million polished rice plus 150 million wheat bran, you want it casually." Zhao Xing raised his eyelids : "It is also calculated as polished rice."

"This... I will reply now."

After sending off a wave of envoys, Zhao Xing slumped on a chair and sighed, "It's so hard to be an emperor..."

Originally, there was a saying in Qinglongyuan, that is, ask Lao Ding about internal affairs, ask Beiyun about foreign affairs, and ask Zhao Xing about sexual affairs.Now that Song Beiyun, who was mainly in charge of foreign affairs, skipped his shift to go out for a while, then Zhao Xing would take over part of Song Beiyun's current work.

It was only after Zhao Xing came into contact with diplomacy that he deeply understood the meaning of diplomacy as a battlefield. Every decision, every agreement, and even every sentence here needs to carefully assess the situation, carefully study and compare, and there are too many things involved here. There are too many. No wonder Song Beiyun said that diplomacy is no small matter. It must be elegant and decent, and it must be watertight. It is really too difficult, too difficult, too difficult.

"Go send a letter to Song Beiyun, tell him to come back quickly, I will clear him up." After Zhao Xing finished speaking, he felt that this was inappropriate, so he changed his words: "We must avenge his wrongdoing."

But as soon as the letter from this end was delivered, the letter from Song Beiyun's side arrived. When Zhao Xinggang lamented that there were so many coincidences, he laughed so hard that he fell off the dragon chair when he saw the contents of the letter.

"What the hell are you meeting?" Zhao Xing took off his hat and covered his belly with a deep sigh, and continued to read.

The content of the letter is actually what Song Beiyun did in Suzhou these days, and the story about this white and sweet junior sister.

Afterwards, he also hoped that Zhao Xing could co-operate in a play, and the specific content would be determined after returning to Beijing.

"Why do you think that Song Gou, who is not afraid of anything, is so afraid of this junior sister?"

Zhao Xing curiously said to the servant next to him, "This is not his character."

"Wei Chen has heard a little about this sect."

"Oh? How?"

"It is said that famous scholars such as Shang Yang, Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Zhang Yi, and Su Qin all came from this sect, and there is also a saying that the sect of conspiracy has lasted through the ages. Moreover, this sect is divided into internal and external. Got it. If you kill your fellow sects indiscriminately, you will be cleared."

"So that's the case, but he's about to be cleaned up. Can't you fight back?"

"Officials, look at what is said in this letter. According to my judge, Mr. Song, this junior sister is just a naughty boy. She can't really kill people, but she can be dealt with with just a few words. With Mr. Song's intelligence, it is certain can solve this crisis.”

Zhao Xing nodded in satisfaction. Now he really thinks that the internal servant system has been reformed well. The eunuchs in the past are really inferior to these well-educated people. These people know the past and know the present, and those who can be selected as rotating internal servants are among them Jiaojiao, chatting a few words when you have nothing to do is really enjoyable physically and mentally, and you don't have to just listen to a few dry words about wise officials.

"Nanfeng." Zhao Xing raised his head and called out to the servant: "I ask you."

"Excuse me, the official."

"If you were Song Beiyun, do you think you could do better than him?"

The servant shook his head with a smile and said: "Why did the officials say this to humiliate the humble minister? Although Master Song and I are both scholars, some people are the proud sons of the day and some people just do it perfunctorily. Master Song has made great achievements in politics, but in fact His achievements are far from his achievements in politics. Although Master Song and I are not in the same school, he is the one who founded the school. The school of a school began here. If he established a sect for the foundation, he can't say a word better than him."

Although these words are acidic, they are also objective and fair. Those who can open a slot alone in the large library of the Hongwen Museum are only mediocre after a hundred schools of thought contend. The prestige of establishing a school in science alone is beyond the reach of others achievement.

Now that Zhao Xing opens his mouth to ask that question, isn't it an insult... How many people in the world are starting a new school?

"It's because I don't understand." Zhao Xingbiao said with a smile after uttering a sentence in dialect: "All right, then I will cooperate with Song Beiyun to perform a play."

Zhao Xing may be the least emperor in the world, but this guy has done what all the emperors of this era have failed to achieve.

Emperor Yelu of the Liao State said that he took advantage of Wolong, Emperor Wanyan of the Jin State said that he was at the right time, place, and people, and the former emperor of Xixia said that he was the son of destiny, but only few people understand that Zhao Nenggong made himself in just a few years. He became the emperor most likely to be as famous as Tang Taizong, and his own credit accounted for [-]%.

As Song Beiyun repeatedly emphasized, the great Song Dynasty would be great only if it had Zhao Xing, and the real key to making such a madman willing to play a supporting role was the emperor's personality.

"I'm tired, so you should go down earlier today."

"Thank you Lord Ron!"

"Hey, is it because I asked you to come down early to thank you so sincerely?" Zhao Xing threw a pen at Nanfeng: "By the name of Nanfeng, you don't plan to make a pair with Beiyun?"

"I'm not worthy." Nanfeng took off the sign on duty: "I'm resigning, the old duck at home has become soup."

"It's all these shit." Zhao Xing shook his head and pushed the information aside: "Oh... being an emperor is so boring."

Chapter 706: Sunny November 1, Seven Years

"I didn't find anyone, but I found such a dilapidated house."

Song Beiyun pushed open the half-hidden door of the dilapidated tile-roofed house, filled with the atmosphere of a haunted house.

The yard is not big, and it only looks like a dozen square meters. A room has a hall in the middle, bedrooms on the left, and kitchen on the right.There is nothing special about it. There is a broken bed and a few dilapidated cabinets in the bedroom. Small animals have already built a nest under the stove in the kitchen, and the original appearance cannot be seen. Come.

The happy letter pasted in front of the hall has changed from red to white due to the passage of time, and it is extremely bleak. A small candle is lying on the table, but no one has cared about it for many years, and it has already blended with the table.

"This is your home." Song Beiyun stood in front of the hall and said to Qiaoyun, "It's quite warm."

Qiao Yun sighed quietly, but didn't say anything.The two-month search for relatives had already disappointed her to the core, she had long since lost her original vigor, and now that she has not been able to find her parents, what can a dilapidated house do.

"Sir, let's go back. The young lady is about to give birth, and if I don't go back, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up."

Seeing Qiaoyun's expression, Song Beiyun laughed, "Don't worry, I care about everything."

If you can find the house, you can actually lock in some basic information. If you follow this line, you will definitely gain something regardless of life or death. You can't let the lovely sister Qiaoyun carry this lump all her life, right? It's too embarrassing.

Qiaoyun is not like Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao's father died early, but Qiaoyun is really helpless, and everyone pays attention to returning to the roots of a fallen leaf. No matter what, Qiaoqiao still knows where a person comes from and whose name it is Who, but Qiaoyun doesn't even know her own real name. For a person in the Han cultural circle, this is probably the worst thing in life.

And there is another reason why Qiaoyun is so persistent, that is, if she has no legal citizenship, the child she gives birth to can only be regarded as a concubine.Song Beiyun definitely doesn't care about this, but Qiaoyun cares about it a lot. As a maidservant, she can't let the child be inferior to others.

Song Beiyun scoffed at this, but he also knew that it was impossible to easily reverse a person's long-standing thinking habits, so he left it to Qiaoyun to make a fuss. After all, sister Qiaoyun never made any requests, so if even this cannot be satisfied , that is somewhat excessive.

"Let's go back tomorrow." Qiao Yun turned to look at Song Beiyun: "It's been a long time, I can't bear it if something gets delayed."

"Okay, it's all up to you." Song Beiyun counted the days: "Zuo Rou's due date is probably April, which is still very early. There is nothing good about Chinese New Year. Aunt Hong, Jin Ling'er and the others are all in Chang'an, so Zuo Rou has to It's not easy for me to spend the New Year in the Duke's Mansion, so I definitely can't let you go back to celebrate the New Year, let's go all the way back."

Although the disaster continued, but after the snow, there were several intermittent winter rains, and the tension among the people eased a lot. In addition, the imperial court stepped up efforts to distribute food for relief and relief, so the catastrophe during this period The atmosphere gradually began to move away.

Some restaurants have resumed business again. Although most of the things are very monotonous and there are no weird gadgets, they are finally recovering visible to the naked eye.

Now that Qiaoyun says she wants to go back, she can just follow her wish. Anyway, even if Song Beiyun doesn't say anything about the things here, people will be watching, because there's no need to say anything, anyway, as soon as there is news, someone will come all the way Go report to him, as long as he is still Song Beiyun Song Shaobao, as long as he is still in the position of a powerful minister.

"Report."

The spies outside walked quickly into the courtyard and shouted softly. Song Beiyun looked back at him and then at Qiaoyun: "There is no outsider, tell me."

"Report to Master Song, there is news from the Beiping Mansion that the Kingdom of Jin has been seized by the Liao Kingdom because of its grain and grass, and is gathering troops to ask for it."

"The Nasi Department in the Grassland was besieged by the Anqu Department. Nasi was seriously injured and died on the [-]th of last month. He is now succeeded by his son Song Ping. Song Ping asked Master Song for help."

"The Persian army invaded the countries of the Western Regions on the 280th of last month, and the Persian army was [-] miles away from Yumen Pass at the closest time."

"North Korea's special envoy said that Japan landed on the [-]th of last month and had already occupied the three cities of North Korea. North Korea's request to Jin State was fruitless, and now North Korea implores the father country for help."

"The Japanese special envoy arrived in Jinling on the [-]th of last month and met with the officials. I hope that the three northern borders of Japan can be exchanged for the rebel general Zi Shibu."

Song Beiyun frowned: "Is that Si dead?"

"Yes."

"Well, I understand." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Let's deal with Japan first. Song Ping's request for help will be discussed after the mountain is opened. Now Ice and Snow are going to the underworld to help him."

"Understood, the villain will convey it now."

"Tell the officials that I am very happy that Japan can think of Da Song. But I am very angry at their request. In this place, I, Da Song, are the only ones to raise conditions, and it is not their turn to open their mouths." Song Beiyun snorted coldly, his face On the other hand, there was a disdainful smile: "There is also the matter of the Liao Kingdom, don't worry about it. The Buddha Baonu has suffered a bit, she is too rampant. I will not hold her accountable for cutting the food, but I don't care about the Jin army's suppression of the border." If she likes to make her own claims, let her know how fierce the hungry and eager Jin State is, but the Jin State also needs to be informed. I don’t care about the war. .”

"Finally, the Yumen Gate must be guarded, and go to pass a message to the Persians." Song Beiyun clenched his fist and knocked hard on the table: "Let them find out who is the father of the four horizontal, four vertical, nine gates and twelve gates. Violate my Yumen Pass, and I will burn Damascus."

"Yes!"

The spy took the order to turn around and leave quickly, but not long after he left, another person quickly walked in and knelt down beside Song Beiyun: "Master Song, the old lady has been found, and after confirming the token, the old lady is on her way to Jinling. "

Song Beiyun nodded: "Very good, remember to take good care of the old lady for me, if there is any negligence, don't blame me for screwing my head off."

"Understandable."

Qiaoyun didn't speak the whole time, just looked up at Song Beiyun's way of giving orders, that look was really good-looking, the decision-making was decisive and without disturbance, without any excitement, as if everything was planned in his mind.

The boy in the mountains who would be startled because he took advantage of a small advantage was completely gone, replaced by a man in command who could make landslides and landslides with every gesture.Qiao Yun, who watched him grow up little by little, felt a little touched in her heart, although she was not so surprised, she was very happy.

"After we go back, someone will be able to cure Wuyou." Song Beiyun's heart fell to the ground, he turned his head and smiled and said to Qiaoyun: "I invited my uncle to Jinling to play, hahaha, I really want to see Wuyou To look like her master."

"You're really bad." Qiao Yun snickered, "She's still mad."

"It's better than letting her kill me." Song Beiyun spread his hands and said, "It's really helpless."

After returning home in the evening, Song Beiyun began to plan the route back to Beijing. He chose all the big cities along the way. He had to go to Hangzhou, then Suzhou, and finally return to Yangzhou, and finally arrived in Jinling.

How about the journey? It's almost a month.This period of time should be used to exercise Zhao Xing's ability to be independent, otherwise this dang Mao always wants to pick someone up, so how can he succeed.

In fact, many people think that the way Zhao and Song Beiyun get along is like this: Zhao Xing: "Song Shaobao, I think..."

Song Beiyun: "No, officials, you don't want to."

Zhao Xing: "Okay..."

But in fact, their way of getting along is like this: Song Beiyun: "Northwest affairs should be like this, and the southeast side also needs to be taken care of. Economic poverty alleviation, education assistance to the weak, and education policies should be tilted towards remote areas. You'd better take care of them." The military power should be eliminated, whether it is tough or gentle depends on your own ideas."

Zhao Xing: "The weather is nice today. I'm going to see the newly opened boat. If it's fine, I invite you to go tomorrow."

So it's really not Song Beiyun who controls the government, but that bastard Zhao Xing who is full of eating, drinking and having fun...

Say he is a faint king, but he is not.But if he is a Mingjun, he can't beat him.He kept piling credit on him, and he was playing tricks like hell.After finally being able to stay away from the dog emperor in Chang'an, an imperial decree sent him to Jinling to carry out reforms.

It really hurts in the head, meeting an emperor like Zhao Xing makes people dumbfounded.But he is really able to disperse power with confidence, so that now the assistant ministers have to be careful, because if they are not careful, they may become a thief...

But the key problem is that no one really dared to steal the country. After the military reform, the combat power of the entire Great Song Dynasty was firmly in the hands of Zhao Xing. The only one who could shake him was Song Beiyun, the bandit leader, but Song Beiyun was stronger than Zhao Xing. I don't want to get involved in this kind of thing, and I just want to improve technology and build.

So now there is such a situation, Zhao Xing is playing tricks with Song Beiyun, Song Beiyun chases and intercepts him all day long, wanting Zhao Xing to use his brain.

However, Song Beiyun's hard work these years was not in vain. The current Zhao Xing is much better than the previous Zhao Xing. After going out, I was able to resist the responsibilities that I should bear to a certain extent, which is already a big improvement.

It's not bad to be able to make progress. What Song Beiyun is most afraid of now is that one day he will put too much pressure on Zhao Xing. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to give the throne to Zen. Auxiliary, it takes at least one generation to realize the republic, and it is a generation that needs education to keep up.

"Go back and relax on the way." Song Beiyun rubbed Qiaoyun's hair: "I really don't want to go back to Jinling. I saw Zhao Xing's head was swollen."

Chapter 707: Rain on August 1, Seven Years

"How could I not know that Song Dog's head is big when he sees me?"

Zhao Xing lay on the soft chair and sighed, the queen in front of him was putting meat into the hot pot, after hearing his words, he didn't speak, just continued with the work at hand.

Because the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, let alone say bad things about the auxiliary ministers, the world is dominated by men, and it is good for a woman to be a good helper.There are so many queens in the world, and a queen who chews her tongue has never had a good end.

"But I'm really tired...it's so hard to be an emperor." Zhao Xing turned over like a child: "I want to go out to play, to Xianling Island, to Liangshanbo, to Daleiyin Temple, I want to go to Penglai Pavilion, I want to live forever and I want to play games in the world, but I don’t want to be an emperor.”

"Official, let's eat."

"I actually found you to be pretty." Zhao Xing turned his head to look at the queen, "Have you been mean to me a few days ago?"

"That's the official scolding."

"Well, when it comes to this, I have to talk about Song Beiyun. You don't have much contact with him. You don't know what a real debt is until you get in touch with him. Whether he talks or does things, he owes everything." Zhao Xing picked up the bowl, He let out a long sigh: "That year when the Nanchang Mutiny happened, he participated in the suppression of the rebellion. After the suppression of the rebellion, guess what happened?"

The queen who was born in the general family became excited when she heard this content. Although she showed no interest, her little ears of gossip were already pricked up.

"After he quelled the rebellion, he actually went on a tour of the mountains! I gave him seven gold medals, and he complained to me about urging him. Do you think this person owes it?"

The queen burst into laughter: "How could there be such a person."

"Then he went to Chang'an, and I asked him to come back to preside over the reform. Twelve gold medals were handed out, but nothing came of them. This is a blatant decree. I can't do anything to him, because he has a reason. It's nothing more than a word to regain the homeland. It's important, tell me... what else can I do besides holding my nose and enduring it?"

Zhao Xing's complaints didn't seem to be enough, and after he finished speaking, he continued to beep: "And this time, he said he was going to help Qiaoyun find relatives. Heh...you don't know, he is directly in charge of the imperial city He also belongs to the Department of State Security that the criminal department went out to. All the spies in the world tremble when they hear his name, and they need to go in person to find someone? He is hiding from me!"

"Why do you hide from the officials?"

"I'm afraid I'll find trouble for him." Zhao Xing gritted his teeth angrily: "He annoys me, but I'm also afraid of trouble. Just take the crap about the grassland tribes in Japan as an example, and let me deal with those who should How troublesome, how well he handles it, why always let me, a layman, do it."

The queen couldn't bear to listen to this anymore, she tilted her head and looked at Zhao Xing: "Official, isn't this your job..."

"Everything is my job, so what do you want these auxiliary ministers to do? Aren't they just helping me to share my worries, and I almost said to let them take me out of the way, and none of them will do anything." After finishing speaking, He sat up and slapped his thigh: "It's all due to Song Beiyun, the dog!"