Song Beiyun

Because truth cannot be cut off, and justice always exists.

Song Beiyun's current evacuation also officially represented that the Liao Kingdom had entered a turbulent period.

If the Liao Kingdom at this stage can survive, it will become the second Song Dynasty, and after cultural convergence, the probability of them merging into one in the future will greatly increase.

The unification of the country is inevitable. This is the general trend, and no one can resist the general trend.All those who try to stop will be crushed to pieces by the torrent of history.

"Marquis Song, the Pi Shi army has arrived."

General Yelu Hongye of the Pishi Army appeared in the place where Song Beiyun temporarily lived. He is also a descendant of the clan like Fo Baonu, but compared to those unreliable veterans, this young general of the Pishi Army is a firm direct descendant of Fo Baonu .

And the Pishi Army under him is also the last guarantee for the safety of the Liao Kingdom.

"Surround Luoyang City, and no one is allowed to lead troops into the city."

"This... Marquis Song, the Pi Shijun must not take orders from anyone other than His Majesty."

Song Beiyun didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly slapped the Chuanguo Yuxi, which Zhao Xing couldn't touch, on the table: "Don't I need to say more?"

"Songhou...it's fake."

"You are the only one who is smart!" Song Beiyun pushed the fake jade seal forward: "I will take care of it when the sky falls. If you tell me to do it, don't hesitate."

"No, Marquis Song... Reasonable, whether you take it or not, if I do this, I will definitely be put on the execution ground by His Majesty. The order His Majesty gave me is to enter the customs."

"Does your Majesty have any further explanations?"

"Yes, His Majesty also said that if he is not here, he will listen to Song Hou's dispatch."

"Look." Song Beiyun knocked on the table: "Now I'm dispatching you and you won't listen."

"But...if Marquis Song wants me to rebel..."

"What's wrong with your mind? I remember you were the general of the Imperial Guard of Fobaonu before, right?"

"hold head high."

This Yelu Hongye is really an idiot who is not so clear-headed, and it is really Fo Baonu who made him this general because of his surname Yelu, otherwise this kind of person would have to leave in Chang'an in three days to feed the pigs.

"Your majesty's prince knows?"

"I know, who would not know the prince."

"Who is the prince's father?"

"Songhou." Hongye asked and answered, very sincerely: "Songhou forgot? When you went to the palace, I was the one who drove the carriage for you."

"Then let me ask you, who will be the future emperor of the Liao Kingdom?"

"Prince."

"Is the prince my son?"

"Yes."

"There are only sons who usurp the position of Lao Tzu in the world. How many Lao Tzus usurp the position of sons? Why did I come here?"

Hongye blinked quickly, then nodded vigorously: "Ah yes!"

Song Beiyun sighed and pushed the fake jade seal forward: "Go, besiege the city! No one is allowed to bring troops into Luoyang."

"okay."

Soon the sound of his barking was heard outside, and then the pennant was fluttering, and the flamboyant leather army began to march towards Luoyang with all their teeth and claws.

And Song Beiyun finally laughed helplessly at this moment. He saw that idiot take away the fake jade seal. Now it seems that although this idiot is idiot, he doesn't seem to be as stupid as he sees. He should be that idiot. This kind of staunch faction who will never let anyone invade the Liao Kingdom or Fobaonu, that's why Fobaonu will let him hold the flag, just like Zhao Xing let Song Beiyun control the safety of the Great Song Palace.

This is probably absolute trust, and this idiot feels to Song Beiyun now... just like Xu Chu next to Cao Cao.

After calming down, Song Beiyun walked to the window and looked at the heavy snow that suddenly began to fall outside. His eyes flickered a few times, and he turned his head and said to the accompanying Liao servant: "You, now turn back to Luoyang. Every three Go back and forth every day to tell me what happened there, remember to pay attention to everything.”

Chapter 778: Sunny November 11, Seven Years

The day before the winter solstice, the first civil gathering broke out in Luoyang City since the establishment of the Liao Kingdom. The reason was that the Luoyang police station shot and killed a scholar who wanted justice.

For this reason, even the people of the Song Kingdom were alarmed, but no one thought about why such a fast journey would take a day, but Chang'an began to support Luoyang almost at the same time.

Everyone felt sorry for the sacrificed warrior, and many people wrote articles to mourn him, and some people criticized this cannibalism without thinking, and some people watched the fire from the other side filled with righteous indignation.

As strong as the fire in Luoyang is, the wind in Chang'an is as loud as it is.

Moreover, the supporters of both Song and Liao here are almost wild. They gather in groups and become like a powder keg, which will explode at any point.Unreasonably supporting colleagues far away in Luoyang, they don't need evidence and don't care about arguments.

When qualities such as strength, vitality, and thinking begin to be provided to those who lack these abilities and qualities, a large number of people will feel excited and enthusiastic, and they will change from struggling to blind obedience, and then to obedience.

A person doesn't even need to be resourceful, extraordinary in wisdom and thinking, what he needs is even an excellent conduction ability, so that this leader can fully mobilize people's imagination, be good at words, good at infecting, and good at empathy, he You can act as a leader in such a behavior that is enough to change the social process.

Under the blessing of all these situations, the group will become disordered, demented, and even barbaric. They will start to become more emotional and low-intelligent, attacking all the enemies they think are indiscriminate, and even force others to change. The rational state follows itself to make a series of irrational behaviors.

Such a group of irrational, low-intelligence, aggressive, and emotional people also fit the description of the so-called mob.But it is precisely these mobs who often occupy a dominant position. If these people can be used well, it will become an invincible sword.

Of course, Song Beiyun would not allow a second leader to appear, because once the mob started to divide, it would represent division and war.

Many people want to support Luoyang regardless of the consequences, but some people have already set off, and this incident began to spread around like a virus. The power of word of mouth and spreading like wildfire is especially obvious in this kind of incident.

"A real revolution?"

Song Beiyun raised his head and looked at the person in front of him who came to report the information. He shook his head and said, "What kind of real revolution is this? It's just mobilizing some people to attack others. What is revolution? The purpose of revolution is to let Everyone has the right to say no, and now they themselves are rejecting that right, and they won't allow anyone to say 'no'."

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of tea with a smile: "Besides, they have no opinions, and what they strive for is not 'I want to be the master' but 'You are the master'. In essence, they are the same as the rabble of all ages There is not much difference, the general difference is that they have culture.”

"Then sir, what is a real revolution?"

"A group of people, sit down and talk calmly, fight if they can't reach an agreement, and talk calmly after the fight. What are they talking about?" Song Beiyun raised his hand, and the man immediately poured him tea: "What is the talk about?" How to make the future better, not how much I can share. You have to remember that even in the most violent revolution, there is more cooperation than confrontation. Confrontation for the sake of confrontation is not a revolution, but a child for candy. Looking at Grandpa's glazed lamp, he swaggered and said that if you don't give it to me, I will smash it."

During the reform of the Great Song Dynasty, people thought that Song Beiyun killed all the gentry and squires in exchange for today's results, but it was not the case.It would be a good thing to kill those things. Although it seems that they have killed a lot of people, they will actually talk about it before killing people. Talk about it carefully and politely. Still holding the good wine, although many people died in the end, but more people successfully transformed, one or two out of ten were just stubborn, and most of them responded to the call of the country in the end, what should they do? up.

But no matter what Song Beiyun thought of them, they felt that they were righteous and shedding blood for the country, but they didn't seem to realize that peasant uprisings throughout the ages were like this, but they were relatively educated and did not go to extremes.

"By the way, I heard that a group of prostitutes from Jinling came to Chang'an these days?" Song Beiyun raised his head and asked, "What are they doing here?"

"I heard that he wants to take the female officer examination."

"Isn't this nonsense?" Song Beiyun shook his head and smiled, "How could they pass the exam? Then what do they rely on to make a living?"

"Some play ditties for people in taverns, some help people sew and mend, and some simply teach those girls to write in the market place, and they can earn some money in a day."

Song Beiyun nodded lightly: "That is to say, they didn't reveal their identities, and they all chose to change their lives?"

"Master Hui Song, that is indeed the case."

"Then since they want to pursue a new life, let them chase after them. It's not a bad thing. You go and tell the household registration office to strictly examine such people. If they return to their old jobs, they will directly revoke their household registration and drive them out. Chang'an, if you really only want to change your appearance and start a new life, then ask the household registration office to give you a certain amount of subsidies, so as not to make your life too hard."

"Yes."

Song Beiyun didn't mind prostitutes coming to test female officials. After all, Chang'an is a city full of hope. Everyone here has the right to pursue a new life. It's just that these women may have misunderstood female officials. Although they are literate and even very good at They are talented, but female officers are not something that those who have not studied systematically can pass the exam.

Song Beiyun's little assistant is an example. She is a lady from a wealthy family who is serious about her studies. There is only one daughter in the family, and she does her best to be a baby. It took two times to pass the exam.

Just as he was thinking about the little assistant, the little assistant walked in from outside with the file in hand, and happened to rub shoulders with the person who reported the situation from Chang'an.

She walked into the room and placed the materials beside Song Beiyun: "Master Song, everything you asked for is here."

Song Beiyun put on his glasses, lowered his head and took a pen to focus on the approval of the materials. After all, this year's science and technology award selection will be held soon, and the competition this year is extremely fierce. Not being able to become one of Song Beiyun's tasks at hand.

"Anything else?"

Song Beiyun saw that she was standing there without retreating, so he raised his head and asked.

The little assistant hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth and said, "My lord, I have a merciless request..."

"Go ahead."

She sneered a few times, but hesitated to speak but blushed.

"Did you fall in love with someone and asked me to be a matchmaker for you?" Song Beiyun asked curiously, "Tell me, which family is it?"

The little assistant took a step forward, and whispered rather embarrassedly: "Look, I'm not too young... right?"

"It's okay, early twenties. What's wrong?"

"I'm already an old girl, and the family is very urging, but I don't like people who are waiting, or my family doesn't like them. If I continue like this, I really won't be able to marry."

"Tell me, who are you looking at?"

"Ugh……"

The little assistant's eyes kept looking out, Song Beiyun followed his line of sight to look over, only to find that his head guard was stalking at the door.

"Oh..." Song Beiyun put down the pen in his hand: "Chen Dongmin, come here."

The chief guard is a fierce man. Although the Song Dynasty has no examination items similar to the champion of martial arts, this guy is No. 1 in the three items of physical fitness, close combat and weapon combat during the drills of the three armies. Both guys.

At the age of 22, becoming a fifth-rank bodyguard leader is only one level behind the highest-level fourth-rank guard with a sword. After a few years, this kid will probably become Zhan Zhao.

"Why are you so shy." Song Beiyun waved at him, "I've never seen you so shy."

The head guard shyly stood beside the little assistant, and the little assistant gave him a slap in the face when he saw how unpromising he was.

"When did the two of you get together?" Song Beiyun asked with great interest, "I haven't seen you usually, how are you doing?"

"That... that..." Although the chief guard is fierce, he is also a big boy, he is especially shy about this issue: "It's me..."

"Okay, look at you." Song Beiyun smiled and waved his hands: "I remember that your Chen family is also a scholarly family, right? You have to know that the girl next to you has high vision, and his family has even higher vision. Are you thinking of it yourself or Shall I give you an idea?"

The chief guard was shy, and finally the little assistant said: "My parents are afraid that they are not satisfied with him...so..."

"Your parents are eager for you to enter the palace and become a concubine, right? You are 22 years old, fifth grade, walking in front of the palace. Still not satisfied? Tell me, how can I help you?"

"Master Song...you don't need to go to any trouble, just...just wait until you return to Chang'an, and you can write a letter to my parents." The little assistant said shyly: "As a matchmaker for him...my parents should not dare to disobey you."

"Okay, I see." Song Beiyun sighed: "Then do you have any older sisters in your family? A lot of young men in my Academy of Sciences are still missing."

"Yes, yes, I have three cousins ​​and five cousins ​​who have never married, and some of my former classmates have never married. After that, there are still many juniors in the women's academy."

Song Beiyun groaned: "You make a list for me. After you return to Chang'an, you can organize it and let your academy have a fellowship with the Academy of Sciences."

"Just a blind date?"

"Friendship!" Song Beiyun seriously corrected her wording: "I, Chang'an, pursue freedom of marriage, understand? Also, those under the age of 16 are fine."

"Understood Master Song, I will write a letter right now." The little assistant was very happy: "What else can I order?"

Song Beiyun thought about it for a while, then raised his head and said, "Send Chang'an the next notice and tell them to be careful about turmoil in the city these days."

"understand!"

Chapter 779: Sunny November 11, Seven Years

The turmoil in Chang'an City did not affect the lives of ordinary people too much. Most people's entertainment activities are still supporting their favorite idols, saving cards, reselling and discussing who will win the final.

Now the Chang'an Star competition has come to the semi-finals, and each of the four players on the field is strong.

Surprisingly, the Persian cat is still slightly ahead, but Toyo no Hana Murasaki Shikibu's rising momentum is very obvious, and it has formed a posture of hot pursuit. The gap between the remaining two and the first two is quite obvious, and before Two seeded players who were like dark horses both retired midway, and now the others only need to fight for the third or fourth place. Obviously, the first and second places have nothing to do with them.

On the afternoon of the day of the semi-finals, the spies who were monitoring Miss Butterfly in a small building sat there and chatted.

"Tell me, Mr. Song, why bother? Just arrest her and put this girl on a trumped-up charge, wouldn't it be great? She looks so attractive, wouldn't it be great for Mr. Song to be prosperous every day?"

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, the spy sighed and said, "To be honest, brother. I'm a little tempted after staring at it these days."

"You know your mother is a hammer." The companion next to him spat, took the binoculars, and continued to monitor while saying, "You don't even think about what kind of place Chang'an is."

"What kind of place? Is it the king's land in the whole world?"

"Hey, if you are asked to read, you have to feed the pigs. You don't listen to what others say, and you don't understand them. It feels so pitiful."

"Aren't you itchy to be beaten? Today, I will beat you first to relieve my hatred."

"It's work, go away." The companion scolded: "In the land of Chang'an, there are not only Han people, but everyone in the world, Persians, Western Regions, Liao people, grassland people, Jin people, Uyghurs, Tubo people. People, Tianzhu people, etc. They do business, work, marry and funeral in Chang'an, what is the reason most of them abide by the law? Isn't it a good day."

"But what does this have to do with a Persian girl?"

"She is not an ordinary Persian girl, she is a red-hot Persian girl, it's no problem if you deal with her with reason and evidence. But if you deal with her unreasonably, how will you make the world think? Oh, Chang'an It's no different from other places, isn't it that the superior can do whatever they want for their own selfish desires? Didn't you fucking protect Mr. Song when he was in a meeting? Forget it!"

"I... I was on duty that night and fell asleep."

"I said that you are a pig, and you are still engaged in intelligence... My lord knows, I really want you to feed the pigs." The companion scolded: "The law-makers are the most harmful to the law, so Mr. Song must be considerate. As for Mr. Song, even the officials can’t say that whoever is guilty is guilty, this is what the officials said, and everything must be judged according to the law.”

"I know, I know, oops... I just said it casually, why are you rambling."

The companion snorted coldly, and continued to observe, seeing the Persian woman walking back and forth in the room, he couldn't help sighing and said: "Don't tell me, this bitch is really beautiful, if my mother-in-law has her Twelve out of ten, I will never go to brothels again in my life."

"You? As for your wife, if you want to raise pigs, then you are the real big pig raiser."