Song Beiyun

The spy left and got on his horse and galloped away, while Fu Wang continued to look at the thing, frowning: "Little bastard, don't play tricks on me."

At the same time, Song Beiyun had already returned to Miaoyan, and was discussing with Miaoyan about who sang better, Zheng Zhongji or Eason Chan, and then suddenly a black shadow appeared outside, and he opened the door to find Xiaoyu standing at the door Looking at him with a smile.

"What's the matter? You came here in the middle of the night." Song Beiyun rubbed Xiaoyu's head: "What's going on up there?"

"The official asked me to ask if you want beauties from Japan. If you want, he will get you two." Xiaoyu smiled very happily: "The Japanese envoy just arrived in Jinling today, and presented Guo Lilai also said that he wanted to ask Da Song for something."

"What do you want?"

"I want rice." Xiaoyu nodded seriously, "I just want rice?"

"How much?" Song Beiyun tilted his head: "I don't think the envoy of a country will be so brain-infested, right?"

"It seems to be saying..." Xiaoyu raised his fingers and calculated: "I said I took a grid, and the grid was exactly one month old, and said that I came to ask Da Song every day for some, and today I asked for three. Tomorrow they say they want nine pills."

"Fuck." Song Beiyun cursed: "Go back and tell Zhao Xing to kill these bastards. Really, listen to me. I will go to the palace tomorrow morning to explain to him."

Xiaoyu: "???"

"It's okay, you can just tell Zhao Hanpi the exact words, if he really agrees, his throne will not be guaranteed."

Xiaoyu nodded ignorantly, then swished up the wall, waved at Song Beiyun, and disappeared into the night.

Back in the house, Song Beiyun explained the matter to Miao Yan with a smile, and she giggled and thought, "This poor mountain and bad water place, after all, they have begun to have a wrong mind."

"30 days, how many tons come here?"

"Let's do the math, 3 to the 1000th power. About 6000 billion kilograms, more than [-] million tons. Hahahaha... more than [-] million stones." Miao Yan couldn't straighten up with a smile: "You killed Zhao Xing He can't take it out."

"This is really an insult to IQ." Song Beiyun sighed: "If he is recruited, I will have no face to say that I am working under this kind of person."

"Don't worry, the other party definitely won't ask for so much. They just want to make a condition." Miao Yan said with a smile: "Now it seems that the diplomacy of this era is really stupid, such as poetry diplomacy, marriage diplomacy, and porcelain diplomacy. What is it?"

"Prepare to fight against the Japanese." Song Beiyun stretched his waist: "But this has nothing to do with me. I sleep and sleep with my little cousin at home."

"The ghost is your little cousin. Uncle, you have to count your age in your previous life." Miao Yan joked, "Do you really want to enter the palace tomorrow?"

"Well, of course." Song Beiyun took off his coat, "I'm going to wash up."

That night, because of Miaoyan's favorability, Xiao Song didn't do anything all night, so he had to go to the palace early in the morning.

When he saw Zhao Xing, he was looking at the grid on the table with a sad face, and there was a handful of rice grains beside him, and he was still chanting and calculating.

"Officials, Mr. Song is here."

Hearing Song Beiyun's arrival, Zhao Xing scratched his hair and stood up, "Come on, come on, I didn't sleep well all night, so it's not clear why."

Song Beiyun stepped forward and looked at the grid set by Zhao Xing, and said with a smile, "Officials, I asked you to chop off the Japanese envoy. Did you chop it or not?"

"Cut it off." Zhao Xing nodded and said, "But why it was cut off, I just don't know."

Song Beiyun laughed loudly, and then he stepped forward and held up a grain of rice: "This grain of rice is as light as a feather. But if you want to make a promise to those evil obstacles, guess how many stones it will cost."

"Ten thousand?" Zhao Xing squinted his eyes and raised a finger: "I think the number behind this is indeed a bit big, maybe ten thousand stones is enough?"

Song Beiyun folded his arms and stretched out five fingers: "So many starts."

"Fifty thousand?" Zhao Xing's eyes widened: "So much?"

"5000 million shi!" Song Beiyun grinned and said, "This is still the least. I did a random calculation yesterday, and it was 500 million shi."

"Really? No kidding?"

Song Beiyun painstakingly calculated the 570th power of three to Zhao Xing. After several conversions, he came up with the number of [-] million stones.

Zhao Xing was dumbfounded...

"Wang Banban, go! Feed the corpses of those bastard Japanese to my dog, how dare you play me!"

"The old slave will do it now."

The old eunuch left, Zhao Xing looked up at Song Beiyun, and said dumbfoundedly: "If you don't tell me, I don't think it's a big deal to give fifty thousand."

"Don't talk about anything else, officials." Song Beiyun knocked on Zhao Xing's table: "Prepare to fight against the Japanese, this year's weather is abnormal, they come to steal food, there must be something wrong there, no matter whether you kill those workers or not. Minister, you have to prepare in advance for the trouble."

Zhao Xing frowned slightly: "Anti-Japanese? But I don't have any manpower on hand."

"I'll push one."

Chapter 245: On December 12th, Haruyuki used the law to restrain himself

Song Beiyun basically went to the palace to report every morning. One was to serve as a messenger for the pair of wild mandarin ducks, and the other was to brainwash Zhao Xing, the dog emperor.

The process of brainwashing Zhao Xing was not difficult, but it was really difficult to be a messenger for Ye Yuanyang. After all, facing an unreasonable queen mother, Song Beiyun sometimes really wanted to scold her, but he couldn't. He could only silently endure the destruction of his IQ by the empress dowager.

"You mean the descendants of Old Master Ling?" Zhao Xing put one hand on his chin: "Isn't it right?"

"What's wrong? Yang Wenguang is a good boy, and he helped a lot when he was in Luzhou. Besides, his whole family has made great contributions to the Song Dynasty. Why don't you allow him to make contributions?"

"You can go to the hall..."

"You give him the position of commander, and there are only 500 small officials under him. Who cares about this in the court? Yushitai is staring at me now. People are not willing to investigate such trivial matters." Song Beiyun hugged Pillows lay reclining in Zhao Xing's study: "500 people are more or less enough to quell the Japanese disaster. The Song Dynasty must seize the time to open the sea. This ocean is the trend of the future."

Zhao Xing leaned against the listless one: "I haven't even seen the sea..."

"You are also a bit miserable." Song Beiyun sighed: "Next time I will give you a chance to go to see the sea. This is settled. I will call Yang Wenguang back."

"Then do you know where the Japanese pirates will come ashore?"

"Where is the map? Fujian and Zhejiang are the easiest places. Fujian has a blessed king, Qiansui. They can pee in fright when they look at it, so Zhejiang is left. Just go to Zhejiang, and give it to Yang Wenguang A patrol task, a team of 500 people plus some spontaneous local people, give him the entire independent regiment." Song Beiyun said casually: "At that time, we will find a way to expand the sea-going ship technology, and we will build the world The first navy."

The brainwashing of Zhao Xing has been considered successful these days, and now he has hope, that is, to fight west to Rome and east to Ryukyu.Hearing Song Beiyun's words, he was no longer surprised, but he was a little bit less interested: "You can do whatever you want, you can go to Zhangluo, and after the trial of the three divisions, I will give you a higher level, and you can participate in the court meeting gone."

"You want me to die?" Song Beiyun sat up and said, "Brother, don't hurt me. I haven't been in the eyes of those first-rank and second-rank bosses yet. You mention it to me too fast now, and my life will be sad." .”

"You man, you are promoted to the rank, but you have such an attitude?"

Song Beiyun put his hands on his lap: "Listen to my advice, you don't expect to kill me with tears, now let me be a grandson in the corner and a dog and claw for your royal family. Under your protection, I can slowly get up. I'm not like Yan Shu, I have my father-in-law to take care of me from the beginning, I have no roots, and King Fu will not be able to protect me at that time. "

"All right, all right, you're good at it, you're pretty good." Zhao Xing sighed and said, "What happened to the White Lotus Sect?"

"Hey, I won't be sleepy if you want to talk about this."

Song Beiyun got up and began chatting with Zhao Xing about the White Lotus Sect, but now it seems that the White Lotus Sect is actually secretly plotting to rebel, but it is not easy to make a big move without evidence, but it is precisely because of this There is room to maneuver.

Whether this is to prevent it before it happens or to wait until the pus head bursts out of the boil, there is a big difference here. Each treatment method has its own advantages and disadvantages. It is not yet easy to draw a conclusion, and this is also That's why Song Beiyun suppressed it for seven days and then held a third trial.

"And other things?"

"It's just a rumor. I can't make a conclusion until I go to interrogate Bai Nian'an. After that, whether to use him to disintegrate Bailian or use him to lure snakes out of the cave, we have to see what the intentions of the Bailian Sect are."

Zhao Xing leaned on the chair and pondered for a moment: "Don't let this matter get into trouble again, let's end it early, I still have lingering fears when I think of these chaotic parties."

"Understood, I will take care of it for you a year ago." Song Beiyun got up and said, "It's getting late, I should go out to do some errands."

"Go." Zhao Xing waved his hand: "Well, do you want a Japanese beauty?"

"Hahahaha, you can enjoy the official family, who can resist the black-toothed beauty." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Let's go."

Zhao Xing relaxed: "It's really not bad."

"No, no, thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. When we hit Rome later, let's go try the Oceanic Horse."

Zhao Xing sneered, then sighed softly, opened the daily must-see "Yi Lian Chun Meng", after reading it for a while, he muttered: "Why isn't it updated?"

Song Beiyun, who was in arrears, returned to the work unit, waited until the meal time, and after eating something casually, someone took him to find that Bai Nian'an.

Bai Nian'an's family was all locked up together, and the treatment was relatively good, at least they wouldn't be cold or hungry, and the environment was relatively clean.

"Bai Zhuang, think about it all day, do you feel cheerful?" Song Beiyun stood in front of the prison and asked with a smile: "What you promised me yesterday, can you still count on it?"

Although he was talking to Bai Nian'an, his eyes kept turning around his family members. When Bai Nian'an saw his eyes, he didn't even have the courage to resist. After what happened yesterday, he really felt why life is better than death. In Bai Nian'an's heart Somewhat emotional, but no longer ambitious.

"It seems that strong man Bai is quite sensible." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Come here, bring strong man Bai out."

Bai Nian'an was quickly brought out to the same room as yesterday, but today he was not tied up, but just sat on that chair, while Song Beiyun sat opposite him.

"Actually, I can understand you saying that you betrayed the organization or something. I don't make fun of you. After all, if I were you, I would have issued a full edict on the first day, and I couldn't wait until the second day." Song Beiyun was active. With a finger: "I am afraid of pain."

Bai Nian'an lowered his head and chuckled: "Master Song, don't say such things, I'll just say it."

"Wait." Song Beiyun waved his fingers and said, "I don't want you to say anything, but I also know that you can't say anything, because your leader ran away from the moment you were arrested. And if there are no accidents, You may have never met your leader, let alone what his real name is and where his hometown is."

Bai Nian'an raised his head at Song Beiyun's words: "How do you know?"

"Because you're not important enough." Song Beiyun shook his head and sighed, "If it was important, you would have gotten wind of it a long time ago, so you wouldn't have done such a stupid thing. You still want to besiege me, I guess it's probably your leader who gave you something idea?"

Bai Nian'an didn't speak, Song Beiyun continued: "You are an abandoned son, he just sold you, he has already given up on Jinling City, it is best for you people to die, I don't need to repeat the reasoning?"

Bai Nian'an's eyes suddenly widened: "Why..."

"Why? You still ask me why? If all the believers in Jinling are wiped out, there will be absolutely no harm to the leader. If someone flees to join him, how does he know that you have not been bribed by the court? This The risk is too great. Any smart person is unwilling to take this risk. If he does not accept you, how can he gain a foothold as the leader? It is better to sell you all and die. He will also You can blatantly call him a traitor, isn't that the truth?"

There was still some indescribable expression in Bai Nian'an's eyes, as if he couldn't believe it, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was indeed like this Song dog.

"I'm here today not to interrogate you. You also know that you can't say anything. I'm here to ask if you want to live?"

Who doesn't want to survive?Looking at death as home before was just a choice without a choice. Stretching one's head and shrinking one's head was a knife, so it would be better to die more heroically.

But if there is a road stretched out for people to choose, and they can choose life and death, then how many people in the world will choose the road of death.

Survival is instinct.

"miss you!"

"I think so, then you have to listen to me." Song Beiyun said with a smile, "Otherwise, after the third trial, the Zhu Jiu Clan will not be able to escape. It's a conspiracy, right?"

"Master Song, please make it clear!" Bai Nian'an clenched his teeth tightly, cupped his fists and said to Song Beiyun, "I will treat you like a bull or a horse."

"I don't need you to be an ox or a horse, anyway, I just think you are a bit useful." Song Beiyun stretched his neck: "During the third trial, you just confessed like this, saying that you were originally the Secretary of the Imperial City You, under the order of the late Secretary of the Imperial City, infiltrated into the White Lotus Sect, and the only thing that could prove your identity was burned in that demon fire. Since you can't prove your identity, you have to check, check If there is no proof, what should we do if there is no proof?"

Seeing Song Beiyun's expression in Bai Nian'an's eyes, he couldn't help shivering. This man's scheming and sophisticated methods were beyond his expectations. After two rounds of confrontation, Bai Nian'an thought that he was definitely no match for this man. His vigilance relaxed silently: "I still hope Master Song will give you some pointers."

"That is to see true knowledge through actions." Song Beiyun tapped on the table lightly: "Understood?"

Bai Nian'an was taken aback: "You want me to suppress that Brother Bailian?"

"Brother?" Song Beiyun frowned, "I'll give you another chance."

"Yes..." Bai Nian'an lowered his head again: "Your official will definitely do his best to assist Mr. Song in eradicating the Bailian banditry."

"Hahahahaha."

Song Beiyun laughed and got up and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned around and said, "You can live."

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your suggestion, I am very grateful..."

Bai Nian'an stood up and bowed, but his eyes were full of sadness. He knew that once he bowed, there would be no turning back. From now on, he could only resolve to kill his former brothers. His body was broken into pieces...

In one day, the world turned around, and Bai Nian'an couldn't help but feel mixed feelings in his heart, but he couldn't help but admire Song Beiyun's method, it was unbreakable...it was unbreakable.

Chapter 246: On December 12th, it will be sunny and sunny, and the rain can be strange

Song Beiyun is busy all day now. He doesn't know what he is busy with, but he is still busy. The matter of moving was resolved the next day. After some communication, the haunted house actually sold for 12 yuan. It was sold at a super high price to a big silk seller in the city.

Song Beiyun didn't ask why, and it's not that he didn't know why someone bought a haunted house for 12 yuan, but this kind of thing can only be understood and unspeakable, just remember the person's name, if you really go Asked in a green way, I'm afraid everyone will be embarrassed in the end.

After buying 12 yuan, Song Beiyun handed it over to Miaoyan, but Miaoyan didn't care about it. Although she was rich, the housekeeper was also her interest.

"When spring comes, the grand theater here will open." There was a piece of white tofu in Miaoyan's bowl, and he ate it in small bites: "The boss will show his support."

"In my own wife's place, it's not easy to use power for personal gain." Song Beiyun scooped up a spoonful of tofu soup with a big spoon: "Don't worry."

"The ghost is your wife. If you keep barking at me, Dalang will drink medicine." Miao Yan blushed, drinking a pot of tofu stew this winter, the taste is no worse than meat: "You have some meat on hand recently. What can be assigned to me, I am quite bored during this time."

"Can your printing press be mass-produced?"

"Ink, the ink is not up to standard, and you don't help, there will often be blockages and the like, which is very troublesome." Miao Yan shook his head and said: "I don't expect you anymore, you are also busy."

"After the new year, Yan Shu's second team has grown up, and I can relax." Song Beiyun wiped the soy sauce from the corner of Miaoyan's mouth with his hand: "Anyway, my ultimate goal is not to dominate the world, but what I want is industry. big Bang."

"The ambition is really big. All right, I'll listen to you." Ms. Miaoyan suddenly turned her head and glanced at Song Beiyun: "Are you starting to lose your plan again?"

"why do you say so?"

"I feel like everything you've been doing during this period of time is just thinking about it, and your personality is like this." Miao Yan took out a pen and paper: "Come on, let me make it up for you, you talk about various things first In order, I will give you a priority."

You don't have to be polite with Miao Yan, this is the only person in the world who can take out all his underwear without worrying about triggering the butterfly effect, so Song Beiyun is not too pretentious, and after a little thought, he said: "At this stage, it is There are a few more important things. First, the White Lotus Sect needs to be solved a few years ago. After that, the factory has to be opened. Then, it is necessary to find a way to win the No.1 in the Song and Liao Princess Competition. After these three things are resolved , it is about to enter the second stage, which is to enter the Ministry of Industry and start farming and stationing troops. This is a long-term project, and it is probably the most important project.”

Wonderful words began to be written on the paper, then raised his head and glanced at him: "Is there nothing else?"

"The main thing is these, the rest is not particularly noteworthy. The daily tasks are to serve as a messenger for the Queen Mother and to brainwash Zhao Xing." Song Beiyun moved closer to Miaoyan, with his chin resting on her shoulder, and his hands still in line with the trend He hugged her waist: "Is there anything else you can add?"

"Well... your workload is quite heavy." Miao Yan tapped his forehead with the tip of his pen: "The order is probably the same order, but a few side tasks need to be added. First of all, you have to find a way to cooperate with several interest groups. The boss must maintain a good relationship. You can figure out what to do about it. It’s not very difficult, after all, you have no position. Another thing is to carefully cultivate your own core team. Yan Shu alone can’t do it, he is a smart person , Maybe you trust him, but I don't trust him. So you must spread your eggs in different baskets. Now that you have a certain right to speak in the royal family, you should find a way to start installing your own people in the interest groups gone."