Song Beiyun

Avalokitesvara looked at Zhang Qing like a monster, and then at Song Beiyun, with an unbelievable expression still on his face.

"It's okay, she is the little princess of the Liao Kingdom, slave of Yelv Guanyin."

"Ha! I was right!" Zhang Qing clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I said that data is the only thing that cannot be bullied."

Avalokitesvara took two steps back in fright, while Song Beiyun smiled and said to Zhang Qing: "Don't get mad."

"I know, Master."

"Then I'll go first."

"No more, I still have something to do."

Bringing Avalokitesvara out again, Xiao Song stood outside and looked at her with a smile: "Look, it's not a shame to be able to eat, as long as you are not weak and helpless, you can still eat. I guess you must have not eaten just now, Let's go, I will take you around the streets of Dasong, and eat whatever you see."

Chapter 483: On February 2th, Three Years, Everyone Loves Song Beiyun

Zhao Xing's head was about to explode, there was a lot of noise in the court hall, and the mess in the harem was still piled up. At this moment, he was sitting on the dragon chair and looked at the big bosses who were fighting each other. The dog changed positions, let the guy sit on the dragon chair, and went to eat, drink and have fun with the beautiful little sister.

But it's strange to say that the civil and military power of the Manchu Dynasty was in turmoil, but no one would deliberately target Song Beiyun. He didn't know what kind of magic power that guy had, let alone what kind of benefits these people had received to treat him. There is so accommodating.

After finally getting out of the court and returning to the study, Zhao Xing felt his head throbbing, and the noises of those people in the court seemed to resound in his ears, and every time he heard the word "official", his scalp would tingle.

"Officials."

The little eunuch who was on duty outside came in, bowed and said, "Lord Fu, please see me."

"Please."

Soon Fu Wang slowly approached the upper study room, first saluted Zhao Xing, and then said slowly: "Officials, it's time for the old minister to return to Fuzhou."

"Uncle Huang might as well stay a little longer, and wait until my nephew is over a hundred years old."

"Alright."

This is how Fu Wangshun slipped out of the pole, and caught Zhao Xing by surprise. He was just being polite. Today, there was a commotion in the court because Fu Wang did not return to Fuzhou...

But if he doesn't leave, no one can force him to leave, not to mention that the power of the queen mother has risen a bit these days. Zhao Xing also hopes that Lord Fu can balance these unbalanced forces here. After all, as long as King Fu is here, No one in the world would dare to break ground on his Zhao family's head.

"Uncle Emperor, I just have a question that I don't quite understand."

"Please tell the officials."

Zhao Xing sighed deeply: "You see, all the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty regard their colleagues as enemies, but almost everyone is friendly to Song Beiyun. Why is that? I really don't understand."

King Fu laughed when he heard this question: "The officials really don't know?"

"I don't understand." Zhao Xing shook his head: "Uncle Huang also knows that my talent is not outstanding, and I can't compare with my father, let alone Taizu. If I let me understand it by myself, I don't know when I will know."

King Fu sat on the side and picked up the tea brought by the little eunuch: "This matter, Prime Minister Zhao has seen through it. I have talked with Xiang Xiang about this matter, but he has talked to my minister about it."

"Appreciate further details."

King Fu smiled and knocked on the table: "The disputes in the courts of the world are inevitably due to greed and shelter. There is a fruit tree in this world, and those are the fruits. Naturally, it will attract people to fight for it. But that little bastard is It's different, he doesn't fight or grab, he doesn't fight for fame and wealth, but he quietly planted a tree beside him, the tree hasn't bloomed yet, but the fruit has already been divided."

"Oh? Uncle Huang, tell me in detail."

"As far as that workshop is concerned, this big tree that is about to bear fruit, he divided the fruits among the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Households, and the Ministry of War on the bright side, and the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Punishment on the dark side. .”

"It's easy to talk about the bright side, but what is the dark side?"

"In this workshop, most of the profits are in the court, and the rest of the teeth and wisdom are spread over the remaining three departments. The Ministry of Officials controls personnel and human relations, the Ministry of Rites controls logistics, and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs controls licenses and permits. There is a balance between the open and the dark, even if it is a quarrel. But everyone is still guarding it carefully, because this thing is beneficial to everyone. The officials think carefully, who are the opponents."

Zhao Xing slapped his head: "They are all academics, they are all old and corrupt."

"Exactly." King Fu smiled and said, "He planted trees for others, he didn't compete with others, and he even helped run the business. Who in the world would not like it? If someone else, would the other films agree? No one would survive the full moon. Fan's pattern is fixed, and he will become more and more stable in the future, just as he said, the community of interests is stable, and the prosperity of the world is for profit."

"It seems that it is also capable to have both ways."

"Naturally, that's ability. Both civil and military courts call him a treacherous minister, but they can't stand the court's protection. A few days ago, he went to visit the Minister of Rites. When he went out, Huang Shangshu, who scolded him the most, personally Send him to the gate and watch him get on the sedan chair, this is a favor." Lord Fu smiled and said: "This is especially true for Jiu Temple, he secretly assists Jiu Temple, even Zongzheng Temple has benefited, there are some things he didn't The report came, but he actually did it. Otherwise, if he runs a newspaper, a workshop or even a school, how can this be tolerated? There has been a lot of quarrels, and if that is the case, even if the officials want to protect Can't protect and can't protect."

"What does Uncle Huang mean...he gave away all of his possessions? Didn't he keep a single bit?"

"Yes." King Fu nodded and said, "From my point of view, he didn't even have a penny in his purse."

"There are still people like this in the world...then he is generous."

"This is what makes his subjects astonishing." Fu Wang twirled his beard and said with a smile: "He has gained power through such operations, and he has a lot of investment in the private sector, whether it is the Royal Farm in Jiangxi, Whether it’s the Xu family’s caravan or Jin Ling’er’s foundation, he has a lot of shares. He’s not short of money, but the officials probably don’t know what he’s doing with the money.”

"What have you done?"

Fuwang began to count bit by bit, from the re-employment training center for laid-off women, to the employment base for down-and-out scholars, the job market for small handicraft merchants, and the care association for orphans, widows and widowers.

In addition, a large amount of money was invested in the construction of the first maternity hospital in Dasong and even in the world.

These are all money, a lot of money, and almost all of them are public welfare places that have no benefits, and ordinary people really can't do it.

After these things were spread out, even Zhao Xing was taken aback. When these things were accumulated together, it was really the reputation of the Buddha of Wanjia. However, people in the world didn't seem to know him, Song Beiyun, but they only knew Long Live My Emperor.

Seriously... Zhao Xing was a little moved.

"That is to say, I am also eating his fruit?"

"Even this king is eating..." Fu Wang said with some embarrassment: "But that's exactly the case. Who would trouble him if he has nothing to do? The guards can't protect him."

Thinking about it this way, Zhao Xing suddenly became enlightened.Indeed, who would be willing to deal with such a person? Sitting at home without moving, you can have a steady stream of reasonable and legal copper coins rolling to your side. The key is that being reasonable and legal is really important...

Moreover, if the incidents of the birth of a Buddha in thousands of families happened to others, they would wish to say that they were the reincarnation of the Buddha, but once they entered that mode, this person would not be far from death, because his reputation overwhelmed him. It is intolerable that the tallest man of the day should be killed.

But Song Beiyun did something that even Zhao Xing couldn't help applauding. He spent his own money to make all the people in the world call him Zhao Xing's long live.But he himself became a bastard who couldn't help but make people spit when he mentioned it.

What kind of courage and wisdom is this?

Now even if this guy wants to rebel against the world, I'm afraid no one will follow this vile person. This is to tell the world from the side that he really has no interest in rebelling.

A person who doesn't want to rebel but can benefit everyone, what reason does the court have to oppose him?

"This man... is amazing." Zhao Xing sighed: "This guy eats, eats and sleeps every day, but he didn't expect to do so much."

"No...official. He is really lazy."

Zhao Xing scratched his chin: "..."

Speaking of this laziness, Zhao Xing naturally knows how lazy Song Gou is. As long as he goes to Qinglong Court in the morning, he will basically lie on the bed. If there is not a little crying these days, he will never get up .

Gluttonous, lecherous, lazy, shameless, obscene, it seems that the worst words in the world are superimposed on that guy, but it happens that such a person has done it silently. things.

It's a miracle...

And when Zhao Xing was lamenting what kind of person Song Beiyun was, Song Beiyun himself had just gotten out of bed at the moment, with fluffy hair and sleepy eyes.

He walked into the yard and saw Zuo Rou chasing Jin Ling'er to ask for a child to play with, while Qiao Yun was cooking in the kitchen. Qiao Qiao had disappeared, she must have gone to work, after all, she was the main force of the design institute player.

The only one who had nothing to do like him was the Guanyin slave, who was squatting next to the cat's nest to tease the fat cat that was lazier than Song Beiyun with a piece of dog's tail grass.

Lao Wang, who was standing by the courtyard and guarding the princess, glanced at the sleepy Song Beiyun, and snorted out of his nose, feeling strangely angry.

"Oh, the yin is flourishing and the yang is declining in this room." Xiao Song stood beside him and muttered, "Don't make me a yin and yang with a bad ass."

Old Wang glared at him, but didn't make a sound.

"Old Wang, you say yes."

"Master Song, it's not good to be too bitter and mean."

Xiao Song laughed, turned around and went to wash, and when he passed Guanyin Nu, he reminded: "Don't hug it, it bites."

Avalokitesvara nodded, then raised her hand. There were a few blood marks on her hand, obviously scratched by a cat.

"Scratch one more time to eat dragon and tiger at night." Xiao Song went to the cat's litter and picked up the fat cat: "Did you hear me? I'm not kidding you."

The cat was very angry, but it seemed to be really afraid of Songgou. It curled up in a ball and closed its eyes, not daring to show its teeth again.

"Zuo Rou!" Xiao Song threw the cat outside, and shouted at Zuo Rou in the yard: "Your cat scratches people, stop it."

Zuo Rou poked her head out from the courtyard door: "You take it to stew, I don't want it anymore."

After listening to Guanyinnu, he rushed over to hug the fat cat and shook his head vigorously: "It's my fault, I provoked it..."

Xiao Song picked his ears, yawned, and walked to the bathroom with his hands in his hands.

And just when he started to wash his face, Xiaoyu appeared behind him like a ghost. His silent appearance had the atmosphere of a horror movie.

"coming?"

"Yeah." Xiaoyu replied gloomyly: "All the members of the Department of Command are here."

"it is good."

Chapter 484: On February 2th, Three Years, A Friends Came From Afar

If you want to ask who is the head of the world's largest intelligence agency, some will say Bai Nian'an, some will say Wu Hongwen from the Liao Kingdom, and some will say Wanyanzhen from the Jin Kingdom.

But whether it's Bai Nian'an, Wu Hongwen or Wanyanzhen, the three of them all know in their hearts that the spies in this world are the ones who have the final say.

They know, but they have no way, especially Wu Hongwen and Wan Yanzhen, the only way they want to complete the task is to pray that person will not release any task, otherwise the all-pervasive spies will take the fruits of their efforts in a short time Overturned.

For the intelligence agency personnel of the Liao and Jin countries, they can still fight each other back and forth, killing each other to the death, but when they encounter the Song State, they will all feel a sense of powerlessness.

There was even a ridiculous incident, that is, an intelligence officer from the Kingdom of Jin wrote a letter begging the spies of the State of Song to "don't make any moves in the past few days, and save the life of the brother". There was a pause for a few days, but the two sides later reached a tacit agreement that every [-] was the time for the spies of the Song Dynasty to work, and every [-] was the day when the Jin State spies went out to investigate the case.

The two sides lived in peace for a long time, and the Golden Emperor was very satisfied...

Song State's intelligence is strong, not only because of the high quality of its personnel, but also because of its unimaginable number, but neither the Jin State nor the Liao State can cut off their trade with Song.

As long as there are caravans, there are spies. Jin Liao's intelligence agencies know very well that in the eyes of Song, their country has no secrets, and everything will be passed to Song in the shortest possible time, and then integrated into a new one. Wheel information and soon there will be new mission objectives.

It's hard to guard against... It's hard to guard against!

And there is a well-known joke in the intelligence community, that is, if the concubine of the Jinhuang is pregnant, the first one to know is definitely not the Jinhuang but someone from the Song Kingdom three thousand miles away.

It is conceivable how far this kind of infiltration has reached, but if there is a way, there is really no way... because they are thorough and rigorous, with thousands of avatars, densely packed, and pervasive.Even the Golden Emperor suspects that a spy from the State of Song has become a fifth-rank official in the State of Jin...

The Liao Kingdom may be more serious, but the Liao Emperor simply ignored it, because the Liao Emperor is now busy reforming the government, and has no time to take care of such anti-special things. As for transparency and opacity, what does it matter? People even know the deepest secrets of the Liao Kingdom, so what else is there to spy on?

Regarding Liao Huang's self-defeating way of dealing with it, their intelligence agency is much easier than that of Jin Guo, and at the same time, it is also much more corrupt. They turn a blind eye to many monitoring and spying activities that are under their noses. It's over.

And Wu Hongwen once sighed while drinking, if one day the Song Dynasty swallowed the Liao Dynasty, it would not be surprising at all, because there were strange people in the Song Dynasty.

In such a big environment, there is actually no such serious monitoring and spying in the Song Dynasty. After all, Xiao Song cited it as a warning, and too strict bureaucratic control measures will actually make a country lose its vitality.

Is there any corruption?There must be, but it doesn't matter if there is, just don't be found out, sneaky and vigilant are people who can do things, because they still have awe in their hearts.If it is true that it is clear up and down, then everyone understands the truth that when the water is clear, there will be no fish.Compared with those who are upright and strict but know nothing about bullshit, those who have greed but can do things are much more precious to Da Song now.

And Huang Chengsi's subordinates have already thoroughly sorted out nearly [-]% of the officials under the Song Dynasty. What they did and how many family backgrounds they have have already been recorded in the files, just waiting for them to step on the red line.

Compared with reaching out for some money, if this red line is stepped on, even the king of heaven and I will not be able to save it.

Just last month, the deputy envoy under the governor of Ganzhou, Jiangnan West Road, was taken away by the Imperial City Secretary and locked up in a small black room for fighting for land. In the end, after many twists and turns, he came out, but he also became stupid. Don’t say anything. As an official, you can't even speak well.Ask him what the Imperial City Secretary has done, he doesn't speak but just laughs...

Regarding this, almost all the big shots in the DPRK and China chose to turn a blind eye, just because this person is no longer useful, and there is no way to involve more people, so this is the best end for him.

However, compared with the overall control of the Imperial City Division, the Siming Division is better at micro-manipulation of those details, and relatively speaking, although the number of Siming Divisions is relatively small, their authority is greater than that of the Imperial City Division. Chartered, even if Song Beiyun broke the line of killing first and playing later, the Department of Command is still the most powerful spy agency in the Song Dynasty so far.

"During the investigation, don't startle the enemy. As for who contacted that woman, it doesn't matter anymore, because it is impossible for you to find that person. Now you have three tasks. One is to monitor the words and deeds of 130 members of the Chai family. Behavior, what you have said, who you have met, and what you have done, must be detailed. It does not matter if there are not enough people, I will draw for you from the Imperial City Department."

Xiaoyu nodded to express his understanding, and Song Beiyun continued: "Second, investigate all the people, families, and forces that have had enmity with the Chai family in the past ten years... 15 years ago. Even quarrels and disputes must not be left behind."

"Master Song... I don't understand one thing."

"Speak straight."

Xiaoyu pondered for a while, then smiled awkwardly: "Why do we have to count quarrels and disputes?"

"You may not know how narrow-minded a narrow-minded person can be. It's not uncommon to scold someone who kills the whole family. The key point is that such behavior may be called daring and courageous by many people, and even take it as a pleasure." Xiao Song explained: "Anyway, you can just look it up, and you can collect the information and give it to me."

"Little fish understands."

Xiao Song ticked a line on the notebook with a pen, then raised his head and continued: "Besides the Chai family, you also follow the movements of several princes, dukes and all the clan members."

"Clan?"

"Except for King Fu." Xiao Song added: "Catch all the movements of these people. As for the means to use, I have taught you."

"Little fish understands."

"Finally, you have to pay attention to and investigate the movements of all religious groups, whether it's Buddhism, Taoism or other things, you have to keep an eye on them." Xiao Song handed the notes to Xiao Yu: "You should pay special attention to these places."

"Yes."

After the explanation was finished, Xiao Song got up and said, "Si Ming Si, let's go."

Xiao Yu took the order and left quickly, and Xiao Song also walked out of the small room. He stretched his waist, glanced at Zuo Rou who was chatting with his son who was not yet full moon, and then at Jin who was dozing off. bell.

"Stay away from my son." Xiao Song scolded Zuo Rou: "He can't bear you."