Song Beiyun

"Oh... that's right, Uncle Song is coming." The younger sister of the Xu family stopped talking nonsense to Goudan, and ran out quickly: "I'll go get ready too."

Goudan wanted to stop him, but the younger sister of the Xu family had already run away. Goudan sighed silently, because even for the younger sister of the Xu family, it would be very difficult for him to see his father...

The senior generals outside are now in the same state as Goudan, because this time Song Beiyun's arrival is not only to conduct leader-level negotiations with the other party, but also to inspect and commend the frontline soldiers.

After years of arduous fighting, now is the time for them to get the honor they deserve, so the soldiers really cherish this opportunity and strive to make a good impression on the Supreme Leader.

All members of the airship team were dispatched to hover in the sky for vigilance, and the investigative forces at all levels were also dispersed. Any suspicious target, even a monkey, would be shot immediately.

The situation in the European Army is similar, because their supreme commander has also arrived, and their fanaticism is no worse than that of the Asian Army, and even because their supreme leader is their spiritual sustenance, so in comparison, the Asian Army's The soldiers seem to be welcoming a respected leader, while the European army is like fanatics holding a sacrificial ceremony.

At around eleven o'clock that night, the latest news about Song Beiyun came. The airship he was riding in would arrive around eleven o'clock tomorrow morning.

The work arrangement after arrival, because it involves confidentiality and safety, will not be announced until 08:30 tomorrow morning.

So now the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty can finally sleep well, quietly waiting for the glorious moment of tomorrow.

When the daylight came again, Song Beiyun was trimming his sideburns, beard and hair by a Persian cat on the airship. He also needed to be in a full state of mind to meet those lovely and respectable soldiers.

He is a lot fatter now than when he was young, but he looks much calmer and grander. Wearing simple and light work clothes, he still looks very energetic, and even with the high-level jobs he has been working all year round, his temperament has really changed. Reaching the pinnacle of life is the kind of feeling that can make people feel at ease at a glance.

"Master Song, you were really good-looking when you were young." The Persian cat cleaned Song Beiyun's beard with a small razor and said with a smile: "When I saw you for the first time more than ten years ago, I was really shocked Man, I always try to find a way to meet you by chance, but in the end there is no result, what a pity."

"You haven't changed much."

"Yes, saint. You don't have to work, you don't have to be dragged down by life, and you don't have to have children. It's normal to age slowly." The Persian cat chuckled lightly: "But although you look a little old now, my lord, But I think it looks better when you get old, and it makes people feel at ease."

Song Beiyun didn't answer these words, but he would naturally feel better after being praised. It seems that this Persian cat's ability to coax people is really rare in the world.

Afterwards, due to the need for fine manipulation, neither of the two spoke. It was not until the beard was trimmed that the Persian cat spoke again: "Master Song."

"Ok?"

"I was studying Asian history a few days ago and found that you are really an amazing person."

"How to say?"

"Chinese history has been going on for thousands of years, and there have been countless changes, but few successes. But under such circumstances, you, a person who can live a prosperous and comfortable life without doing anything, can live a comfortable life under such circumstances. Get up and launch reforms, no matter from which angle you look at it, you are an amazing person. Can I ask you boldly, what are you doing for?"

Song Beiyun pondered for a moment, opened his eyes and looked at the white clouds outside the glass window, and suddenly laughed: "I used to like a poet very much, and his name was Bei Dao. He had a poem called "Answer", and there was a sentence in it, even if you have A thousand challengers, count me as the thousand and first."

"Is it a Japanese poet? It sounds like the name of Ms. Fujiwara's side, and the style of poetry is also similar."

Song Beiyun smiled and didn't answer, just pursed his lips and didn't say anything more, and the Persian cat also consciously didn't ask any more, but just silently chewed Song Beiyun's sentence repeatedly, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was a taste in this sentence, Especially from Song Beiyun's mouth, it can give people strength, it's like power in a trance.

The airship continued to move forward slowly, and you can already see some villages that were regrouped after the war below. Large areas of farmland are also swaying in the wind in the summer sun. coming devastation.

The Persian cat standing next to the viewing platform asked curiously again: "Master Song, why doesn't it look like it has been in a war here? I think it is an ordinary town below."

Song Beiyun was sitting there with a book in his hand. Hearing what the Persian cat said, he got up and took a look outside the viewing platform, then hummed and said, "Because of the grand strategy, it is decided to operate an area to achieve the goal of war." The balance of war is an important trend in the current and future wars. Guaranteeing the production and life of a region, stabilizing economic activities in a region, helping local residents to produce and save themselves, and stimulating the recovery of the local economy through transactions are all ways to quickly Ways and means to restore the regional economy. You have to know that the Song Dynasty’s army is not only about soldiers and warriors, it is also a teacher of justice and civilization.”

Only then did Persian Cat suddenly understand why so many precious scholars were conscripted into the army. These people can guarantee the reconstruction of these places destroyed by war, and they can train them to manage at all levels after returning to China in the future. Adaptability on the job.

Sure enough, this kind of high-level decision-making is already beyond his comprehension for a woman like him.This Song Beiyun is also miraculous... How can he think of all these twists and turns in his mind.

However, for the involvement of the scholar army system, there were a lot of opinions from the top military officials at the beginning. After all, one or two scholars are enough. Not every scholar soldier can become like a dog's egg, and he has to be careful to protect it. Isn't this unnecessary?

But as the timeline of the war gradually lengthened and the war area gradually expanded, none of the generals who once opposed the scholar soldiers mentioned this matter now and did not slap themselves hard.

Although the role of scholars and soldiers in combat is indeed not very good, but in post-war work, these scholars are really not good. They can quickly restore order in a city of tens of thousands of people, and they can spread the Oriental culture to those blondes. Ideas can reunite refugees in a short period of time by bartering, and they can also turn occupied areas into liberated areas.

The power of culture was fully demonstrated after the war. They followed the army to help the local production and life. It is said that Constantinople has basically recovered to the level before the war. Once entered the territory of Europe and began to trade.

With the development of commercial civilization, all the places that were once devastated by the war began to glow with their own second spring like a grassland that was never burned by wild fire.

You know, all the policy ideas here are tossed out by these scholars and soldiers.

Song Beiyun, who insisted on letting them come to the battlefield at first, was completely enshrined because of this incident.

Song Beiyun's airship gradually approached the camp, and everyone was looking forward to it.

As the airship landed steadily, the staff immediately went up to assist in the laying of the moving stairs, and then the hanging warehouse was slowly opened, and Song Beiyun walked out from inside in a clean suit.

"Wow... that's Mr. Song! This is the first time I've seen a real person, so handsome!"

Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, Song Beiyun really held the white shirt and black trousers completely. His upright figure and calm posture really made him more attractive the older he got.

"It's beautiful...so beautiful..."

Stars appeared in the eyes of the little nurses in the army, looking at Song Beiyun brightly.

And Goudan in the crowd looked at his father from a distance, and he was filled with emotion, because his father was really a man of brilliance, and compared to him... he was really nothing.

"Master Song is much older." Goudan's new friend, the little translator brother, leaned in front of Goudan and said with emotion: "Ten years ago when I was studying in Chang'an, he looked younger."

"Yeah...Father is old." Goudan Momo sighed: "I am already 23, how can my father not be the youngest?"

Song Beiyun greeted the descendants of all levels here, and then was picked up to rest. After all, anyone would be exhausted after a two-month long journey.

And as soon as he arrived at the resting place, he asked someone to call Goudan over.

Goudan came to the door, rearranged his clothes before knocking lightly: "Father, I'm here."

"come in."

Pushing the door open, seeing Song Beiyun washing his face with a towel, Goudan hurried forward and said, "Father, I'll help you."

"Oh! How much do you look down on me, do you still need someone to help you?" Song Beiyun pointed to the stool next to him: "Sit there and wait for me."

"Oh……"

After a while, Song Beiyun finished washing his face, walked back and sat on a chair, looking up and down the dog egg: "Thinner, taller, darker and stronger."

Goudan laughed sarcastically: "After all, I'm already in my twenties."

"There are quite a lot of military medals." Song Beiyun nodded with satisfaction: "I didn't embarrass me, that's fine."

"If it weren't for the fact that I was not allowed to charge later, I would definitely get more."

"You." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "You are so strong."

"Father, are the mother and aunt at home okay? Where are the younger brothers and sisters?"

"Your brother..."

The two chatted for a while, and Goudan realized that so many things had happened at home in the past few years when he was not around. He is...so stupid.

But when you think about it, this is exactly what Gangdan can do. That kid will not admit defeat, and always thinks that he is invincible. Although Goudan has persuaded him, he also knows that if the kid is not bored by life in a sack After a meal, he really doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth.

The rest of the family is quite peaceful, but Grandma is not in good health these days, which makes Goudan worry about her.

He was a child brought up by his grandmother, and he basically lived with his grandmother until he was eight years old. The relationship between the grandparent and the grandson is the deepest, and when he heard that his grandmother was not in good health, he was really sad.

"You don't have to worry too much. Your grandma knew that I was coming, just to let me see if you are brave or not, and if you are up to date. Now I can go back to the old lady and say, 'Your son of a bitch, you are very brave. It’s almost too late’.” Song Beiyun said with a smile: “Then tell me, report to me about the work of the past few years.”

When Goudan heard this, he stood up abruptly and began to report to Song Beiyun in a very formal manner.

Logically speaking, at his level, when would he be able to report to Song Beiyun, but who asked him to call Song Beiyun Daddy? Isn't it natural for a son to report to Daddy?

He told Song Beiyun all his experience and knowledge in the past few years, even including the story of rescue in danger, which made people sweat for him.

"Father, I don't like war." After the report, Goudan gave his report a definition: "But I am never afraid of war! As long as the country needs it, my son will die!"

"Yeah." Song Beiyun stepped forward and patted his head: "As expected of you, but I don't need you to die. If you really die, your grandma can beat me to accompany you. Write your thoughts into a written report to me, and if it’s okay, bring your little girlfriend over and let me have a look.”

"Oh...Father, what girlfriend..."

"Xu Li's daughter, what's the matter? Didn't you just give up in chaos? Xu Li came to my place to make trouble for her several times, saying that it was his precious daughter who followed you to the battlefield."

Chapter 967: Sunny January 22, 8

The supreme leaders of the two warring parties were finally going to meet, and their final location was an estate fourteen kilometers north of Vienna, and this location was not announced until three hours before the meeting.

Song Beiyun's airship landed slowly, and the leader of the European Army standing at the door had already been waiting there. The moment the two of them stood on the manor at the same time, except for the two confidant translators left behind, everyone else stood behind. Withdrew to the cordon one kilometer away.

It was midsummer, but the weather in Vienna was very pleasant. Song Beiyun looked at the handsome guy in front of him, and then laughed: "You actually inherited the military uniform of the Third Reich. It seems that you are really a fanatic."

After the translator delivered his words, the man didn't answer, but kept looking at the copper-colored five-pointed star on Song Beiyun's chest.And this red star winked extraordinarily in his opinion.

"Like it?" Song Beiyun pulled up the five-pointed star: "If you like it, I can give it to you."

The man still didn't speak, but entered the farmhouse together with Song Beiyun in silence.

The house was empty, all corners were clearly visible, and there was nowhere to hide even a box of matches.

Apart from a bare table there wasn't even a kettle.

After they sat down, the trusted translator next to them immediately poured them the drinks they brought with their own water bottles.

"How about I exchange my tea for your coffee?" Song Beiyun smiled and said, "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My surname is Song, Song Beiyun's Song."

After listening to the translator, the man also introduced himself. He said that he was German and his name was John Dole.

"Well, very good." Song Beiyun nodded: "Then you must know by now that we came from the same place, right?"

The other party nodded slightly, and then asked, "Where are you from?"

"It's hard to tell? Look at my appearance. I have black hair, black eyes and yellow skin. I'm Chinese."

The person on the other side looked very surprised, and he asked in amazement: "Shouldn't the Chinese be..."

"Stop." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "I don't want to hear what kind of prejudice you have against the Chinese, and I don't even want to ask what era you are from. I just came here to see what kind of person would lift you up again. Iron Cross on the chest."

"Probably the reason is the same as yours." Dole pointed to the red star on Song Beiyun's chest: "For faith."

"That's really sorry, your religion is not a good religion."

"You and I are not that different, are we? The GCZY I know has never been synonymous with goodness, the way you think NZ is."

The translator couldn't translate these two nouns, but Song Beiyun could understand them. He raised his head and laughed loudly: "I'm not interested in arguing with you in this place whose doctrine is correct, I just came to inform you One sound, you lost, just like the Third Reich lost to the red pentagram. You lost again, only this time it was another red pentagram. And I tell you, right and wrong are never you and me What comes out of the mouth, it is proved by history."

Dole pursed his lips and looked at Song Beiyun with deep eyes: "Is there really no turning point?"

"Sorry, I just said that there is no turning point. Unless you immediately surrender and declare your government an illegal regime and define your doctrine as terrorism, there is no room for negotiation between us."

"Why? This world could have belonged to us. As long as we can join forces, no one in this world will be able to resist us. Wouldn't it be good for us to be partners?"

Song Beiyun tapped his fingers on the table, and even before the translation was finished, he laughed out loud.

"My attitude is very clear, and my position is also very firm. I have no interest in cooperating with you. How should I put it, dividing up the world is not important to me, and you are not important to me, but it is very important to me without you."

"You still have one last chance to admit defeat. When I walk out of this room, I will personally bury all your dreams." Song Beiyun raised his eyelids and looked at Dole opposite him: "I don't care how strong your will is .”

"But I didn't offend you. We have never contacted you. I even think that if you can have a partner, you are the most suitable candidate. So you are aggression and hegemony!"

After Song Beiyun heard these words, he couldn't help laughing.

What is aggression?What is hegemony?This is clearly liberating Europe.He said that they had no intention of attacking the East, and Mustache also said that they wanted to work for the benefit of Europe.A NZ partisan who can't believe a single punctuation mark in what he says.

From the moment he sent people to the Asian continent, Song Beiyun tacitly opened the copy of Great Wall Watch.

Once the world-class mission is started, it is not so easy to give up.

And this white man never let go of his arrogance from the very beginning. Although Song Beiyun didn't let him continue, he can guess that in his conception, people in the Eastern Kingdom are probably short and sallow, with whips on their heads. Wearing weird clothes with a flat face and exaggerated squinting eyes.

This is the consensus of the white skins, they have never even opened their eyes to take a closer look.

This arrogance keeps them in an "even if I'd like to work with you, you have to do what I order because you're nothing but a savage" attitude.

This attitude is used to perfuse some people who are addicted to PUA and make them cheer.But Song Beiyun doesn't like this, let alone the Chinese.

He stretched out his finger and nodded on the table: "It is the 22nd year of the new calendar, and it is also 1032 AD. There is no Qing Dynasty and no great powers, and you are not qualified to dictate to me and my country here. What kind of route we choose , will not change because of your surprise."

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he got up. He pointed to the door: "You still have the last chance to surrender. When I walk out of this door, you won't have any chance."

"All south of the Danube belongs to you!"

Dole stood up and yelled at Song Beiyun: "You'll get half of Europe!"

Song Beiyun's footsteps did not stop, but Dole continued to shout unwillingly: "Add the Rhine Valley!"

Having said all this, normal people must be tempted, because the entire basin of the Danube and Rhine Rivers is cut from Luxembourg and Belgium, and France, Switzerland, Italy, and Spain are all ceded along the way.

In other words, he decided to use the whole of Black Africa plus half of Europe in exchange for his living space.

It goes without saying how attractive this condition is.

But although Song Beiyun turned his head back, he still had that weird smile on his face. He looked at Dole and fell silent.

Dole thought there was something going on, and quickly added: "If the war continues, it will be of no benefit to anyone."

"By the way, what color is the French flag now?"

"White."

Song Beiyun clapped his hands vigorously: "Hahahaha, good good."