Song Beiyun

"Who else can be." Xiao Song supported his head, propped up one leg, and patted his leg with the other hand: "Come, sit."

Fo Baonu rolled his eyes, and then sat on the stone stool beside Zuo Rou: "Some people say that the left and right soldiers of the Pishi Army are seizing power."

"Who said that, you check this person." Xiao Song laughed: "It is obvious that the Liao border army is in the Pishi army. There is no reason for nothing in the world. You are too concerned about the Pishi army. , The frontier army is naturally dissatisfied, and the grievances will come out after a long time. I left the news from Xixia, how could it be the Pishi army who knew my route? Naturally, it is a member of the frontier army."

Fo Baonu nodded thoughtfully: "Then what should I do?"

"I have no reason to tell you."

Xiao Song smiled and said, "You are the Emperor of Liao, baby."

Fo Baonu rolled his eyes, glanced at Zuo Rou, and said softly: "Don't bark..."

"It's okay, he calls cats and dogs at home, and he also calls them Baby." Zuo Rou raised his chin: "When he calls me, he always calls him Rou Rou."

Fo Baonu looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard expressionlessly, chewing ice in his mouth, and didn't want to talk to this stupid guy.

"Actually, there are many ways to resolve the differences between the border towns and the central government. One is to establish a military region system like the new system of the Song Dynasty. All territories are divided into several large regions, and resources are allocated according to needs. Give more autonomy."

"Aren't you afraid...rebellion?" Fo Baonu blinked and looked at Song Beiyun: "This way..."

"Are you stupid?" Xiao Song waved his hand: "Let's not talk nonsense with you, it's time to eat chicken."

As Xiao Song said, he got up, came to a smoking fire in the backyard, picked up the shovel next to him and began to shovel the soil. After a while, he dug out three lumps of soil wrapped in mud. Knock and break, revealing the yellow-brown lotus leaves.

"Wow, I've been eating chicken every day for the past few days, really. After eating this chicken, I'll eat your chicken later on." Zuo Rou started raving nonsense happily: "It's really annoying."

"I said, there is a limit to your madness..." Song Gou took a deep breath: "Where did you learn all this nonsense?"

Fo Baonu was too lazy to listen to these swear words, but was attracted by the juicy chicken: "Can I eat it?"

"Let's eat." Xiao Song sighed, "Just give me a chicken leg for each of you."

"Give me mine." Qiaoyun handed Song Beiyun his own: "I don't want to eat it."

"Don't do this." Xiao Song tore off a chicken leg and sent the chicken back: "It's not a good thing."

Then he said while eating: "The conflict between the frontier army and the central government is actually concentrated on the issue of resource division. Why did the Song Dynasty have an average of one mutiny every year these years? The problem is the military system. The balance is too serious, and everyone is not happy. Over time, officers and soldiers turned into private troops, and mutinies naturally increased."

Fo Baonu tore the chicken bit by bit, and ate it delicately. After hearing Song Beiyun's words: "You can also give me some advice. How about I hire you with money?"

"He's not short of money, why don't you give me a dance." Zuo Rou joked with a smile: "It's so interesting to let Emperor Liao dance."

Chapter 545, March, August 8, Qingxu Capital Peace Meeting, Three Kingdoms Alliance

It is impossible to dance. It is impossible to dance in this life. It is not that I don’t want to but I can’t. The only dance that His Majesty Liao can dance in this life is Daliao’s hunting ceremony dance, and the dancers have to play roe deer and walk in the jungle. Pray to God for a good harvest in the coming year. If she wants to dance with that thing, it is better to let her die. Does Emperor Liao lose face?

So in the end, Xiao Song didn't teach her what to do, and Fo Baonu left sullenly.

But Little Huya, he owes a lot and has a thick skin.She came again the next day, and she was planning to stalk him anyway.

When he came over today, he happened to meet Xiao Song burning stones in a large pot. The stones inside were boiling hot, and then he put fresh beef and mutton sausages on top to roast, making a sizzling sound of oil.

There were already a lot of grilled sausages on the plate next to it, and Zuo Rou was eating with oily mustard on his mouth, and he shivered a few times after eating two mouthfuls, apparently choked.

"You are so idle all day long, why can't you find something to do? How can the customs and customs of Daliao not attract you?"

Fo Baonu went up to question a little angrily. Anyway, she was very angry when she saw Song Beiyun's idle look. She didn't know why she was angry, but she was very angry.

"He also looked like this in Song Dynasty." Qiaoyun looked back at Fo Baonu from the side: "Never go out unless necessary."

Fo Baonu was unhappy, sitting there sullen, Zuorou next to her looked at her, looked at the plate, and then pushed the plate in front of her, probably because there were too many... .

Use a bamboo stick to put one in your mouth, and the gravy bursts when you bite it lightly. It is hot, delicious, and sweet. The taste of the meat is completely wrapped in the casing, and a little bit of mustard is added to give it a salty and fresh taste. Mixed with spiciness, it goes straight to the top of the sky, and it seems to go to the sky in one bite.

"You don't look like you. You think about these things every day, and you are not afraid of being despised."

Xiao Song squatted there covered in sweat, and turned his head after hearing Fo Baonu's words: "Who do you want me to go out to communicate with? My friends are either well-educated people in the world, or top-notch wise men, or supreme kings and hegemons. , if you ask me to go out and chat with those rubbish who haven't read two books, I might as well cook for the babies at home."

"Tch, half a bucket of water is dangling around, you have underestimated the heroes of the world." Fo Baonu couldn't stop her mouth while eating: "Go out and see more, because you don't know how small you are, so you are talking nonsense here. "

Xiao Song didn't bother to talk to her, and continued to start the next activity, which was making glutinous rice in bamboo tubes. This was something he had been thinking about for a long time, but he couldn't succeed because of Xiangfei bamboo. The taste and quality of making it with moso bamboo would be worse , it will lack the unique bitter fragrance of Xiangfei bamboo. Without this taste, the sweetness of glutinous rice will not be enough to escape, but it will fall to the bottom.

But Xiao Song ignores her, that doesn't mean Zuo Rou ignores her. Although Zuo Rou is not very smart, she is also known as an aggressive little cock. When she hears that someone belittles her man, she doesn't like it in her heart.

"Oh, I don't know whose family's coquettish thing sticks to it all day long, but now its mouth is very sharp. Are you talking about who else in the world is better than the person who fed you intestines? Are you talking about it?" Don't act as if you are a bit of a big deal just because you are a taciturn, if you are not Liao Huang, I will definitely slap you with a slap, and you will not be soft-spoken if you cannibalize people."

These words made Xiao Song laugh out loud, and Fo Baonu put the sausage aside: "Don't eat it!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but Xiao Song said with a smile: "There will be rice in bamboo tubes soon, why don't you try it? Red beans, glutinous rice and mung bean paste."

Fo Baonu was about to leave, but her legs were dead and she couldn't move. She left Zuorou far away, sat beside Xiao Song and said dismissively: "If you say that, you are short-sighted. Let's not talk about the Liao Kingdom. If you are a well-educated person, let’s just talk about the Song Dynasty. That Dream of the Red Chamber is astonishing, although some places seem to be low, but if you read the whole book, it is very exciting.”

"Oh..." Zuo Rou leaned against it and said with disinterestedness: "You continue."

"There are also four works of Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon, Peach Blossom Fan, Peony Pavilion, Palace of Eternal Life, and Romance of the West Chamber." Fo Baonu raised his fingers like he could count the treasures: "Which one is not memorable. These are just the ones I have seen, and there are many others that I haven't read. "

"Your Majesty, do you know my name?" Qiaoyun walked over with the washed fresh bamboo, and said with a smile on her face, "I probably don't know."

"You are..." Fo Baonu thought hard for a while, but he still couldn't remember.

"Qiaoyun." Qiaoyun said with a smile, "I'm very familiar."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Fo Baonu slapped his head: "There are four books in Chunhuaqiuyue... ah..."

Her mind suddenly froze. There is the same person in Chunhuaqiuyue, so it means that this person is very close to the author, and...

She slowly looked at Song Beiyun, and bumped him with her knee: "I... want a corner."

"Just now you were very stubborn." Zuo Rou said disdainfully, "How dare you open your mouth now."

Fo Baonu opened his mouth, and then suddenly changed the topic: "Why can you write so much! Don't you usually do anything?"

"Then what do you think he's doing at home?" Zuo Rou snorted, and said triumphantly, "Besides, if he doesn't do anything, your Liao Kingdom will fall into his hands. If he does, you, the emperor, don't want to .”

Fo Baonu was dumb for a moment, and sat there without speaking for a long time, while Xiao Song separated the bamboo tube with a knife and said: "Okay, ok, but they are all things that pick up people's teeth. They are used to practice calligraphy on weekdays, and Jin Ling'er is pregnant. I wrote it for her when I had nothing to do, and she thought it was good and sent it on her behalf, but I actually didn’t plan to publish it.”

Fo Baonu was a little convinced. Judging from his tone, it really didn't look like he was showing off. He wanted to find something to tickle him, but he didn't expect to give him money.

When it comes to talent, no one is better than him, and when it comes to shame, no one is better than him. In terms of length, there are indeed many people who are more refined than him.

But that's the problem, those who are more delicate than him don't have that gluttonous flesh, and those with that flesh look like wild boars.

so hard……

At this point, Fo Baonu never spoke again, until after eating glutinous rice, he left a sentence of "Departure tomorrow, Xu Dumeng" and left.

After she left, Xiao Song reached out and grabbed Zuo Rou's face: "Who taught you to speak these yin and yang words?"

Zuo Rou giggled, then pointed at Qiao Yun, who just lowered her head and pursed her lips in a smile behind her, but didn't distinguish a word.

Sure enough, it was Qiao Yun, because Zuo Rou could only scold in this situation, but if she opened her mouth to scold, she would definitely not be able to do well with Little Huya.

"All right, as long as you are happy." Xiao Song lay down on the bamboo bed: "I want to squint for a while."

"Let's go, go eat chicken." Zuo Rou stretched out his hand and pointed to the room: "Will you go or not?"

"Don't eat, don't eat, rest for a few days, and pretend to be sick in a few days." Xiao Song waved his hands again and again: "I have to recharge my energy."

The Xuchang League should be the last round of negotiations. This round of negotiations will determine the future layout of the entire Northwest and even the entire Central Plains. Some technology points are integrated into the ocean voyages that have already taken shape, so as to take the lead in the coming food shortage in the future.

"Song is going to enter the third form soon." Xiao Song crossed his legs and looked at the stars all over the sky: "I hope to see the industrial revolution in my lifetime."

"What is the Industrial Revolution?"

Zuo Rou leaned over: "Is it very powerful?"

"Of course, the industrial revolution is not a steam engine or a textile machine, but a kind of development that emerged after the basic science and industry of the whole society jumped three steps up, and the development of productivity reached the sum of the civilized society in the first 3000 years of mankind. Adjustment of the social structure. Every 50 years in the future, the production capacity will double, and every industrial revolution will make this number go up again.” Xiao Song’s patience with Zuo Rou is a plus, he rubbed his left hand Rou's head said: "If we can catch up with the Industrial Revolution in our lifetime, the world will look different when the son's generation steps onto the stage of history."

It's hard for Zuo Rou to understand things that are beyond her cognition, but she just likes the light in Xiao Song's eyes when he says these things, so even if she doesn't understand, she will still put her chin on Xiao Song's shoulder and listen carefully. Listen to him describe his vision for the future.

"Will that fly?"

After Zuo Rou asked, she regretted it. How could a human being be able to fly... Fairy is not too bad, so she will definitely be laughed at later.

"Yes." Xiao Song pointed at the moon, "Not only can I fly, but I can also dig soil on the moon."

"Wow!" Zuo Rou's eyes widened: "The rabbit on the moon must be very delicious!"

"Yeah." Xiao Song turned his head and looked at the silly girl who was close at hand: "Yes, the world is really delicious."

Zuo Rou didn't know what she was thinking, she drooled after thinking about it, and swallowed it several times, she must have tasted the deliciousness of the rabbit on the moon.

The imagination of an ancient man about the future probably stops here. Even Song Beiyun, who has seen the seas of the world, can hardly imagine how human beings have developed to that level in 200 years. There is still no one to guide them. Under the premise of trial and error step by step.

If someone guides, is 40 years enough?I think it should be enough.If this is the case, if I am 21, will I be able to see the car running on the ground when I am in my early [-]s?

Maybe...

But it can’t and it doesn’t matter, because in the world, there are still people who come later, just like those people in the workshop who are full of enthusiasm for the world. Such people will never be cut off forever, as long as Da Song is safe and stable. of.Children and grandchildren are infinitely scarce, so why complain about ambition not being rewarded.

Chapter 546: August 8th, Three Years

"Master! Come and see, Master!"

In the Song Dynasty, in the Tongling workshop.

As the second large-scale workshop in the Song Dynasty, the difference between it and the Jinling Workshop is that Tongling pays more attention to metallurgy and casting, and it is also the first real standard arsenal in the Song Dynasty. There is a separate college named Tongling Army Academy. , although the name is strange, but what you learn in it is the formation of troops, siege of cities, development and application of weapons, bridges, vehicles and ships.

But early this morning, in the scorching furnace room, a student hurriedly called for his master.

"Master, look!"

He handed an iron case with a strange shape to the master. The master looked at it carefully and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Master!" The student held up a hexagonal bullet for the front line: "The manufacture of this kind of bullet is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is also very expensive. I thought about whether I could improve the gun. Can the forging machine change its thinking, the hammer is still the same hammer, but a small hammer is made of molten iron on the hammer, and we then use refined iron to cast a batch of molds to shape the copper plate in three times."

As the student said, he started to operate it himself. He first put a copper plate into a rough mold and stamped it, then switched to a fine mold for secondary molding, and finally put it into the forming mold for Forged three times.

After three times, a hollow copper shell like this was born. It doesn't look very fine, but it's no problem to polish it a little.

"So this is the bullet?"

"No, Master!" The boy said excitedly, "This is the bullet's clothes. I carefully observed the muskets we brought back for repair and maintenance, and found that the parts that were worn out were the trigger points. I was thinking If you can put clothes on the bullet, this place will last longer, and with this layer of clothes, the airtightness will be better, and the force will be stronger when fired."

"Oh? Then how did you embed it in there?"

"This……"

Master smiled and touched his head: "Come on, Master will help you."

On this scorching day, the two masters and apprentices squatted by the stove whose temperature could distort the air. They squatted for a whole day. One cup, but hardly any pee.

By evening, they had worked together to create an odd mold.This set of molds is forged from cast iron. There is a hole in the middle of the circle, and a fine steel bayonet is added to the side of the hole.

They put a copper case into it, then measured the scale, then put a bullet into it, then put the mold under the water hammer, and with a loud roar, they took it out and found the bullet and the copper case The child is already integrated.

"If this thing is changed, the gun must also be changed." The master took out a half-finished musket: "How do I ignite it?"

"Let me ask the seniors from the Physics Institute..."

"Well, let's discuss it and be more open-minded."

And just as the Tongling workshop was improving the musket, an unprecedented carnival was also ushered in the new third division of Jinling City.

It took two and a half years!The warrior who went to Tianzhu to collect seeds has finally returned!There were 38 people when they went, and only two came back. They were begging along the way and were covered with injuries, but they lived up to expectations and brought back the grain seeds.

After seeing the grain seeds, Sinong from the Xinsan Division knelt down and cried. The 65-year-old man was as sad as a baby. A group of students surrounded the two skinny warriors and entered the palace.

Zhao Xing personally served tea for him and bowed in salute.After hearing the stories of these warriors, Zhao Xing's eyes were also wet.

"As he said, this road is bound to be thorny and thorny, and I will pay for my life." Zhao Xing's eyes were not deep, and he raised his head 45 degrees to prevent tears from falling: "Come on, in my name! Give all the warriors With glory, regardless of life or death, they are all heroes of our Great Song Dynasty!"

The two men cried in the hall in disregard of etiquette, which moved all the civil and military officials, but after thanking the emperor for the gift, they bumped into the hall to death by coincidence.

Zhao Xing was astonished by this move, but in addition to the astonishment, he finally couldn't hold back his tears.

In the end, Zhao Xing ordered people to reward the 38 warriors with national ceremonies, and ordered people to take the clothes of the remaining 36 warriors and bury them together with the two warriors. They were buried in the east of the imperial mausoleum on the side of Zijin Mountain for future generations to look up to and personally inscribed "38 Warriors" "Tomb of Zhiling" also borrowed from the Book of Songs to write an unclothed elegiac couplet and ordered people to engrave it into a stele, and it will be known to the world with the great Song Guozuo.

This is a good story, and the news spread quickly, but there are always different voices. In the face of such big right and wrong, there are still people who wrote a satirical article overnight saying that Da Song would actually make that chicken-crowding dog thief a hero, what to say? They are robbers, not gentlemen." He also complacently said that such people should be imprisoned according to the law.

As a result, fifteen spies from the imperial city broke into the scholar's home that night, broke his leg without saying a word, and then threw him on the street to dry for a whole night before he was rescued and picked up. a life.

And the next day, before this matter was fermented, the official newspaper published content refuting this statement. The content was roughly that the style of a gentleman is important, but it is overwhelming to let the people of the world eat and eat. The grace of love cannot be saved by worldly thoughts.

But no matter what, there are still a small number of people who take this kind of slanting sword, and most people still know how to be grateful. The famous five Jinling soldiers who took the initiative to help the spirits of the 38 warriors can explain everything, and Zhao Xing even personally appeared at the entrance of the city Sent off and read a eulogy.

When Zhao Xing appeared, all the people who walked with the spirit knelt down. You must know that the Song Dynasty never forced the subjects to bow down, and everyone who knelt down was sincere.

Looking at the thousands of people crawling under his feet, Zhao Xing seemed to have seen the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and he felt the heroism and ambition of an ancient emperor in a trance. After reading the eulogy, he took a deep breath : "I swear by this, I will not fail the world, and I will not fail the people!"

For a while, the mountain shouted long live.The kind of huge waves that can only be set off by a turbulent crowd made Zhao Xing's goosebumps stand up all over his body. He finally understood the truth that this water can carry a boat and also capsize it. Forget it, in front of this huge wave, it is just a boat in the ocean, nothing more.

Seeing the huge waves and torrents passing by, Zhao Xing stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back, silently watching him off.I recalled the map given by Song Gou that was still hanging in the study, and I wished I could draw up the rivers and rivers right away, and let the seas be my own.