Song Beiyun

Luzhou Qiuyue is very early this year, and the cold dew has a deeper smell of dew. The hawkers along the street go out early to bargain with others as usual. The lazy yellow dog hides from the rain under the eaves, and occasionally looks up. Among the passing crowd, a yawn seemed indifferent to the world.

After half a year of hard work, Luzhou City finally survived the most difficult days. The "planned economy" model was gradually released, and the number of things sold on the streets increased day by day. "Commune" also began to play its due role. Under the leadership of their team leaders, these communes, which were divided into different small squares, officially entered the stage of history.

The originally sallow and emaciated victims have also started to work and live like normal people. Although they are still not rich, if one person from the family comes out to work, they can feed two or three people.

And if you want to say where the protection of women's rights and interests is best in this world at this stage, it is undoubtedly Luzhou City. There are many workshops and workshops here, and there are both male and female workers. The work should be done more easily, and if any family bullies women, it will be punished by the government.

Over time, a large number of families with women as the pillars emerged in Luzhou City, and the Luzhou governor said the most to his subordinates these days: "If someone steals money, he will be punished severely. But if someone steals food, It is our generation who should be punished."

This sentence was warned by King Fu, and King Fu also heard it from that little bastard Song Beiyun, but this sentence seems to have become a warning for officials at all levels in Luzhou City. It seems that Luzhou has escaped from the supervision of the imperial court. It seems that it has become a small world by itself, and many people even come here to settle here.

Do you want to say that it is the legendary Peach Blossom Spring and Utopia?In fact, it is not. It is far from the tranquility and serenity of the traffic and the smell of chickens and dogs, but in the entire state capital of the Song Dynasty, it is excellent as if it came through time.

This is really reflected in various aspects. For example, officials at all levels who go to other continents for business, when they mention that they are from Luzhou Prefecture, their backs must be tougher. If nothing else, Luzhou is powerful and has the largest population. , the economy is the best, and the strength is the strongest.The rare treasure in the eyes of others, the egg and suet oil sold along the street in the Luzhou market, which is reluctant to eat in other places, can be eaten in a small restaurant on the side of the road for a hundred dollars in Luzhou meals.

And if the residents of Luzhou go out to visit their relatives, they will take a superior attitude, go to their relatives' homes to see that everything is tattered, and they will say "our Luzhou", which is really annoying.

But so far in Luzhou, there are always people who are not happy, the pressure on the court is getting bigger and bigger, Zhao Xing can't stand it anymore, and on the day of the cold dew, His Royal Highness Fu Wang formally submitted a petition, asking Ying to go to Fuzhou to deal with the Japanese riots in the coastal defense .

Hearing this news, all the officials of the Manchu Dynasty cheered. They knew that the long-term struggle had finally won. This old, cunning, and powerful King Fu finally got out, and this time he rolled to Fuzhou thousands of miles away. Luzhou is miles away.

In desperation, Zhao Xing had no choice but to agree to King Fu's invitation, and the matter of King Fu was a certainty and could not be changed. The officials of the Manchu Dynasty did not persecute him too much, although they really wanted to take this blessed land of Luzhou. But now it is not easy to reach out, so I have to let the original governor take care of it, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

"Uncle Fu, the Empress Dowager's birthday is imminent, so there is no need for Uncle Wang to leave in such a hurry. It will not be too late to go to Fuzhou after this birthday."

Regarding Zhao Xing's decision, the group of civil servants did not make things difficult. After all, this is a matter of human relations. There is no reason in the world not to let a son celebrate his mother's birthday. Going to who knows if we can meet again, at this time I speak out to stop, I am afraid that I will really die badly.

Of course, Fu Wang's departure also caused a series of personnel turnover, several factions were vying to squeeze people into the fat and oily Luzhou City, but Zhao Xing seemed to have suddenly become a fool, He picks from east to west, chooses two people from one side, and two people from the other side, and decides the people in a daze.

The factions didn't have anything to say about this, but they all secretly speculated what Zhao Xing was planning in his heart. The small Luzhou couldn't accommodate such a big plate. Something big is going to happen.

After the court, Zhao Xing returned to the study, sat on the chair and drank some water, resting one hand on his chin: "Wang Banban."

"The old slave is here." The old eunuch came forward from the side: "Let me tell you something interesting these days."

"It's nothing, it's just that these days the dandies in Jinling City eat a kind of mushroom from Dali. After eating those dandies, most of them will indulge themselves, but they look extremely happy. However, there are two people who ate it. , almost died."

"Those people, it's better if they are all dead. If you don't listen or listen, it's boring." Zhao Xing waved his hand impatiently: "By the way, did my little sister lose her mind a few days ago? Send a big knife that you can't even lift?"

"She... Princess Zuo, has always acted perversely, not to mention officials, even Song Beiyun, who is closest to her, can't understand." The old eunuch sighed: "If you ask me, maybe she just finds it interesting. Princess Zuo is pure-minded, and I'm afraid she doesn't have any other thoughts."

"My silly sister...that's all." Zhao Xing shook his head and said, "Where is that Song Beiyun? What is he doing these days?"

"He..." the old eunuch said dumbfoundedly: "Everything in the family is full of poetry and literature, but this guy spends all day in the barracks."

"Huh? Barracks? What is he going to do?"

"Playing with iron." The old eunuch sighed: "I sent a confidant to guard him, and the guard sent a message saying that the guy almost didn't play with his classmates after he got rid of Yuan, and stayed in the big camp all day playing with iron. It is said that they want to come up with some new iron-making technique."

"Then is he done?"

"Of course it didn't work." The old eunuch shook his head and said, "Either one side exploded or the other side leaked. Spending money like running water can achieve nothing. I don't know what this fellow is thinking. He also said Wanting to offer life force to the Empress Dowager with my own hands, this old slave is really worried that this fellow will make some nonsense things that will disturb the Empress Dowager's well-being."

"It sounds... quite interesting." Zhao Xing laughed: "Then I'll see what he can do. However, it's a good thing that he doesn't form a party. It really was appointed by His Royal Highness Fu Wang." A person with a clear heart, he knows who his backer is."

"Exactly, except for his occasional socializing with the son of An Shi, he never sees anyone else."

"It's just right." Zhao Xing nodded and said, "How are the victims in Luzhou?"

"Very good."

The old eunuch told Zhao Xing about the current situation in Luzhou, and the little emperor listened with great interest, as if he had turned the tide by himself.

"By the way, I bought shares in that farm before, Wang Banban, you manage the internal treasury, have you lost all of it?"

Eunuch Wang was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Officials, after purchasing shares in the past six months, the dividends will be about 330 million yuan."

"Huh? Is there still money to be made?"

Zhao Xing's live performance was unbelievable. He put his hands on the table and even leaned forward: "330 million?? Half a year??"

"Your Majesty, it's more than that. The scale of the farm is constantly expanding. The old slave has the final say. The currency shares before can be exchanged for more than 1000 million yuan. It's just that the money was invested in the mountains, forests, fields and ponds to feed more than ten people. 32 people have also reclaimed [-] mu of desolate forest and more than [-] mu of ponds. This..." The old eunuch paused for a moment: "No wonder Song Beiyun insisted on letting the royal family take a stake. This..."

"If it wasn't my family's property, I'm afraid he will rebel." Zhao Xing sat back on the chair: "Is he just running a farm?"

"Yes, pigs and sheep are raised to breed cattle, fish and shrimps are also raised, and chickens and ducks are raised. Nowadays, among the meat, eggs, rice noodles in Luzhou and even Jinling, nearly [-]% of the meat, eggs, oil, fish and shrimp are supplied by the farms in the west of the Yangtze River. Here we come, and the amount of rice noodles is nearly [-]%."

"This Song Beiyun... this Song Beiyun..." Zhao Xing lightly clasped the table: "He has the talent to govern the world!"

"The old slave thinks he only wants to make money."

"You know what a fart." Zhao Xing said with a tone of a market: "When I was a son, I heard the old farmers in the county talk about the hardest work in farming but they don't make much money, but this farming can't stop. If Wouldn’t it be faster to open a few boats and get a few girls to do the meat business in order to make money? Why reclaim barren hills and expand fertile land? This is helping the world and saving the people! Do you know what the livelihood of the people in these two cities should be like? Let me tell you, the people will have no means of living in winter. This is not governing the world, what is governing the country?"

Don't ask Zhao Xing to reprimand, the old eunuch lowered his head and said no more, after all he really doesn't understand this line of work.

"By the way, according to this, the farm still pays taxes?"

"Pay, seventy-eight out of ten of Xunyang's tax revenue comes from this farm, and the local officials are full of money."

"You bastard, has it been confiscated on my head? Go and find the Secretary of the Household Department!"

That afternoon, Minister of the Household Department was scolded for no reason. He didn't know why he was scolded, but he firmly disagreed with Zhao Xing's claim of exempting farm taxes.

But in the end Zhao Xing took a step back, saying that there is something wrong with paying the full amount of taxes on the royal property, and asked if it is okay to pay half of the tax. Normal payment, after all, the treasury is always supported by state-run casinos is not a solution.

Zhao Xing thought it made sense, and after thinking about it, it was over. After all, paying half of the payment in the first three years was considered quite good.

And just when Zhao Xing was so angry that he felt that he was at a disadvantage, suddenly a brochure was handed over directly by Si Mingsi. He glanced at it, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"No..." The old eunuch was dumbfounded, he dragged the little eunuch who was handing over the bag and asked, "What's the matter, you don't need to tell me when Si Mingsi handed things over to the officials?"

The little eunuch was terrified: "I... I... I don't know, but the person who delivered the letter said that I don't need to tell you about it, and also said... that your brain can't understand it. If I give it to you, We all have to lose our heads."

"What's wrong, who is so courageous?" The old eunuch's face turned green, and his eyes seemed to be murderous.

Zhao Xing coughed: "Wang Banban, don't be angry, this kid is joking with you, he said that he will give you [-] guan, and let your commander-in-chief do something."

As he spoke, he raised the booklet in his hand, and Song Beiyun signed it impressively. When Wang Banban saw the name, he stood aside resentfully, but whispered something in his mouth.

Chapter 177: Horseshoe Disease on October 10

"Is the thing handed over?"

"Yes, Master Song."

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by the old eunuch Wang?" Song Beiyun sat on the small tea stand and looked at Xiaoyu who had just arrived with a smile: "I heard that he is very cruel to you."

Xiaoyu didn't speak, but just pursed his lips and looked at Song Beiyun and smiled. This was already his signature move, and he would show such an expression whenever he was asked secret-related questions.

"Come and eat some pancakes." Song Beiyun patted the bench beside him: "I invite you."

Xiaoyu is very obedient, and he will never have any politeness or refutation when asked him to do things. Only those who are really professionally trained will have such an effect. He completely did not ask questions that should not be asked, except in private occasions Ask for something from books, and besides food, the only thing he asks for is books.

"Aren't you curious what I wrote to the officials?"

Xiao Yu shook his head lightly, his red lips and white teeth looked very cute.

"You... I really know that you are a little eunuch. If you don't tell others, everyone will have to say that you are a girl." Song Beiyun sighed: "You are not curious, so I have to tell you. "

In fact, Song Beiyun’s note to Zhao Xing was actually a request for mining open-pit coal resources in the Huainan area, because the steelmaking furnace was not able to be produced these days, but the coke furnace was produced, and the reason why the iteration of steel was not successfully completed , the main reason is that the temperature is not enough, and a large amount of coke is needed.

And this coal is a state-controlled resource, because it is closely connected with sensitive resources, so it is very dangerous for Song Beiyun to do it himself.

In this case, he simply approached Zhao Xing and said that he wanted to open a coal mine to make briquettes and coke.But of course, instead of making a report directly, Zhao Xing was invited to participate in the shareholding.

This is probably a trick that is popular all over the world. Zhao Xing should know that he has taken advantage of the farm, so this prospectus must be able to attract his attention.

Although he may not understand coke or briquettes, just by the phrase "everyone in the world can keep warm", Zhao Xing, a passionate young emperor, will definitely be ready to move.

Pulling the emperor into the water is actually a helpless thing. After all, the companions of the emperors in the past dynasties are like companions of a tiger, but there is no way to do it. Without this tiger skin, as long as Song Beiyun starts to make profits, those powerful families who smell it will They swarmed over, swallowed Song Beiyun alive, and then started to do the same thing. After all, this stuff...is not high-tech, it's not like chemical fertilizers, seed selection and breeding, scientific breeding, etc., which have technical content, so they are destined to compete fierce.

But Song Beiyun doesn't like competition by nature. He brought the royal family in because he wanted to monopolize this industry, not for making money, but for the rapid spread of the technology tree under monopoly conditions. Otherwise, in a competitive environment, the devil knows what the technology tree will be ordered Where to go, what he needs now is not to bloom everywhere but to specialize in one.

And now it seems that the entire aristocratic class has not realized the huge potential of industry. Their eyes are still focused on the old four items of salt, tea, cloth, and iron. This is no longer a problem.This must be drilled, who is Song Beiyun?He is the one who wants to start the era of industry and create the Song Beiyun Award.

Xiaoyu listened quietly to Song Beiyun's description of his imaginary grand blueprint. Although most of the things were cloudy, it did not prevent him from listening carefully, because the Master Song in front of him was really interesting to talk to. Gentlemen are really different.

"So, I will ask you to find a relationship and go directly to the officials for this booklet. Others say nothing." Song Beiyun took a sip of sesame oil soup and wiped his mouth: "When the coke plant is up, I can start steelmaking , water forging machine, low carbon steel, that’s the bazooka baby!”

Xiaoyu couldn't understand rocket launchers, low-carbon steel, and water forging machines, but he could understand baby. He glanced at Song Beiyun with a strange expression, showing a helpless smile on his face.

"Yes, RPG!" Song Beiyun was almost completely immersed in his own world, and he said excitedly: "Hesuojin RPG, blow it up and it's over!"

Of course, this is the romance of Song Beiyun, even the witty words cannot experience this kind of happiness. The indifference subsided, he ate a mouthful of biscuits with a smile, and threw the meal money on the table: "Let's go."

"Yeah." Xiaoyu stood up and quickly followed Song Beiyun.

On the way, Xiaoyu kept looking up at Song Beiyun. He wanted to speak several times but he didn't make a sound. Finally, he couldn't bear it and asked, "Master Song, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, emotional management is not in place."

Song Beiyun sighed after he finished speaking. No one could understand what he was talking about, and no one was excited and restless with him, just like when he was playing the game Roll in college and got a peerless weapon and shouted excitedly, "Brothers, hurry up!" When I looked back, I found that the friends in the dormitory had already graduated and returned home.

Yes, that kind of loneliness.

There's nothing more to say, but don't ask.

Song Beiyun pushed open the small door of Zuorou's house and walked in. He happened to see Qiaoyun watering the flowers in the backyard. He went up and wanted to sneak up on him from behind, but before he got close, he heard Qiaoyun laughing and saying: "How about you?" The footsteps were as loud as a cow, and I could hear them through the wall."

Qiaoyun picked up the bucket and turned around to look at Song Beiyun: "Did you just arrive?"

"Yes, I miss my sister Qiaoyun."

Song Beiyun stepped forward and wanted to give a couple the gift that a couple should have, but Qiaoyun held him back with his hands: "No."

"Why, I haven't seen you for half a month."

Qiaoyun turned her head and glanced at the little fish next to her: "There is someone."

"Xiaoyu is on his own, it's fine."

"That doesn't work either!" Qiao Yun pouted, "I'm angry."

Well, since that's the case, Song Beiyun didn't bother anymore. He sighed and walked through the small corridor to the front yard: "Where is the little prince? You haven't come yet?"

"At this moment, I'm afraid the young man hasn't woken up yet." Qiaoyun stepped forward to prepare tea and cakes for Song Beiyun: "If he has nothing to do, he will sleep until noon."

"What about Zuo Rou?" Song Beiyun looked around and found that Qiaoyun was really the only one: "She didn't get up either?"

"Miss said she was going home, and Master is looking for her."

Song Beiyun shook his head and looked at the sky: "I heard that your lady gave the official an 88-jin Qinglong Yanyue knife, right?"

When Qiaoyun heard this, she covered her mouth and laughed out loud. After she finished laughing, she said: "After the official family accepted it, it seems that it is still in the bedroom and I don't know what to do."

"Isn't this nonsense, 88 Jin of cast iron, just kidding." Song Beiyun smiled wryly: "What is she going to do next?"

"Ruyi Golden Hoop."

"Pretty!"

Song Beiyun should have guessed it a long time ago, he shouldn't have told Zuo Rou these stories. After listening to them, it would be a story, and after she heard it, it would be the havoc in heaven that she dreamed of.

Forget it, Zuo Rou just let her go, this is the way it is for the rest of her life, she doesn't have much hope, all the blessings God gave her are on that face, and there is nothing else.

Sitting in the courtyard and chatting for a while, Zuo Rou ran back angrily with a bag in her hand. She didn't say hello when she saw Song Beiyun, and rushed into the room with a dull head, and then came out with a nunchaku on her waist Once plugged in, he was about to leave with a small burden on his back.

"Oh no." Song Beiyun reached out and grabbed her, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Tianshan and stay away from this ghostly place."

"You are sick." Song Beiyun dragged her back: "Going back to quarrel with your father again, right?"

While he was talking, a greasy-haired and pink-faced man walked in, it was Zuo Fang. He glanced at Song Beiyun and then at his sister, shaking his head helplessly and sighing.

"My lord, what's your sister doing?"

"What else can she do? She and her father are in the same situation. It's okay if they don't meet, but meeting is like adding fuel to the fire."

Zuo Fang reached out to ask Qiaoyun to move the stool, but was stopped by Song Beiyun: "You dare to let my elder sister Qiaoyun serve you, what kind of thing are you?"

"I... this... you..." Zuo Fang was choked up incoherently at that moment: "I'll let Qiao Yun, that's all... I'll go by myself."

And Qiaoyun also pinched Song Beiyun lightly, and said with a smile on his face: "Master, let me go."

"No." Zuo Fang waved his hand: "Someone in the province holds grudges in his heart, but I can't bear that person's grudges."

Moved a stool from the house, Zuo Fang sat on it and faced Song Beiyun, and at this moment Qiaoyun also got up: "Miss, let's go into the house."

Zuo Rou refused, Song Beiyun turned his head: "Go into the house, what are you waiting for?"

Xiaoyu was sensible, he turned around and left immediately, walked outside the gate and closed the door smoothly, and Zuo Rou was annoyed and unconvinced after being told something, but in the end he listened and followed Qiao Yun We went into the house together.

"You still have the ability. If I talk to my elder sister like this, she can beat me up." Zuo Fang gave Song Beiyun a thumbs up: "It's amazing."

"Stop talking nonsense, little prince, how is it going?"