Song Beiyun

"The minister is here."

"I order you to check whether this is true, so as to set the record straight."

"The minister takes orders."

The people below felt that Zhao Xing's attitude was different. Even if they didn't know what the emperor was thinking, it was probably because Song Beiyun had too much power. According to rumors, Song Beiyun carved jade seals with radishes when he was in Xixia , Fake imperial decree came.

If this matter is confirmed, even if he is not killed, this person may never return to the capital in this life.

But it seems that this matter is indeed true, because the Minister of Rites did not speak the whole time, and when he mentioned this matter, he only sweated on his forehead.

If the Ministry of Rites hadn't drafted the imperial decree, where did Song Beiyun's imperial decree come from?

"I have my own report." At this time, a military officer who had changed defense from the front line stepped forward: "I want to report to the officials, I was the military officer who negotiated with Song and Liao before, so the censor is not all false, then Song Beiyun is indeed with The emperor of the Liao Kingdom had a close relationship, and the two often rode together in the same car, and even lived in the same room."

Zhao Xing suddenly wanted to laugh...but he had to keep his face sullen, his eyes widened and he asked, "Is it true?"

Seriously, it must be true.Everyone in the world thought that the emperor of Liao Kingdom was unparalleled in bravery, but they didn't know the reason why one thing should be reduced to another. She might have been taken advantage of by that bastard.

Zhao Xing was afraid that Song Beiyun would join the enemy?He's afraid of shit!That guy is just lustful, if he really surrendered to the enemy, he wouldn't be so stuck in the treaty, and forced all the envoys of the Liao Kingdom to bite their teeth with bitter tricks.

That treaty is still hidden in Zhao Xing's study, and he even wants to frame it for future generations to admire, and use this as a model for signing things in the future.

But since someone brought it up, he had to take it seriously: "Do you have any witnesses?"

"Back to the official's house, everyone in the Huwei Forbidden Army can prove that Song Beiyun does not avoid people, and even said something like Emperor Shan Gao's far away."

Zhao Xing spat secretly in his heart, it is not unusual for him to say that the sky is dead and Huang Tiandangli is far more than that.

The audience off the court is now stunned and completely unaware of the situation, but some smart people already have some clues.

This is very likely to be an abandoned pawn to save the car. According to what the little emperor has done these days, he is monopolizing power in his hands, so one of the big heads is the military power. Who owns the military power?Fu Wang!

Song Beiyun is from King Fu's family, but now someone in the army is criticizing him. It is clear that King Fu has lost his arm to survive.

After trying to understand this, many things suddenly became clear. This Song Beiyun is going to be criticized, even if he has made a lot of contributions.

Sure enough, Zhao Xing was "furious" and immediately awarded nine gold medals. First, Song Beiyun was dismissed from the post of fourth-rank supervisor, then he was dismissed from the military post, and then demoted all the way from fourth-rank officer to eighth-rank.

It's not just about reprimanding, but there's also an immediate post, and there's no need to return to Jinling.And the place he criticized is also very interesting. He didn't go to the usual Qiongzhou and Leizhou, but to Yongzhou.

This is the legendary dismissal on the spot and becoming an official on the spot, which is a special type of derogation. Basically, people who are not big treacherous but not easy to deal with will not use this trick.

After the court was over, Zhao Xing returned to the old lady's side, seeing his children playing with Jin Ling'er, he let out a long sigh.

"Why are you sighing?" Jin Ling'er came to him with the child in her arms: "Did someone bully you again in the court?"

"No, I fired your man on the spot." Zhao Xing leaned there and shook his head, "It's so difficult to be an emperor."

"Just solve it, isn't that how he designed it?"

"But I'm not happy." Zhao Xing patted the armrest: "I'm the emperor who spends all day mingling with those idiots. The posture is annoying."

"What's the rush?" Jin Ling'er laughed lightly: "But it's only been a few years, my man also said that someone will teach them what the times are different."

Zhao Xing sighed softly again: "I'm really envious of that bastard of yours, who can hide away temporarily."

"At that time, I will also go to play." Jin Ling'er said with a smile: "But I still need to solve the Jiujiang Xinchen matter."

"The battle report will come out in three days. The son-in-law died in the battle, and the princess is a widow." Zhao Xing glanced at Jin Ling'er strangely: "This is what you want."

"There will be more follow-up. The widowed princess will change her fief and peace." Jin Linger frowned: "I have to go to Chang'an to guard that guy."

"Well, you have to keep it. Otherwise, later, do you think Emperor Liao called you sister or sister?"

"Sister, she's older than me." Jin Ling'er said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of this, the dog will definitely take advantage of the cheap things, but he has promised some things, so naturally he can hold on to them."

"Is it okay to take advantage of it? Can the Liao Emperor let him take it?"

"Brother, if you're not the emperor, you'll know how flirtatious those sluts can be." Jin Ling'er snorted coldly, "Baobuqi, she's in full bloom right now, she's the Emperor of Liao, but after all But she is just a woman in her twenties, plus that barbarian woman has a very wild temper, only you can't imagine that you can't do it without her, I can't understand such things, sometimes I really don't blame men, young and vigorous The strong and strong man can't stand it."

"Heh, how do you understand?"

Jin Ling'er patted the little baby in her hands: "If I don't understand, where did he come from? Isn't it just in the rotten field of carrots?"

"Why?"

"It's too late."

Zhao Xing laughed loudly, pointed at Jin Ling'er and said with a smile: "Your mouth... that's all, I, Uncle Fu, can't control you, and I'm just farting if I say it. There are still many things to do in the future, the Princess Mansion can do it. stay, but his house cannot be kept.”

"Give it to Kuang Yusheng." Jin Ling'er rolled her eyes: "You guys in Qinglongyuan must have a place after all."

"Hahahahaha, my sister is very smart." Zhao Xing nodded and said, "It's as normal as I thought."

Jin Ling'er handed the steel egg to Zhao Xing: "You take care of the steel egg for me, I'll go and accompany the Empress Dowager."

"Oh." Zhao Xing hugged his nephew, raised his head while coaxing the child and said, "You can't talk about your widowhood."

"Am I stupid?"

At this moment, Song Dog has arrived in Chang'an City. After decades, people from the Central Plains Dynasty finally boarded this ancient city wall again, which symbolizes prosperity and prosperity.

"At that time, Anlu Mountain came in through this gate, and a good piece of the country began to be fragmented. It became the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Song and Liao struggle for hegemony, the new Three Kingdoms chaos, and the chaos."

Fo Baonu held the city wall and looked into the city: "Chang'an Wannian, do we really want to separate?"

"Reluctant?"

"of course."

"Hahahaha..." Xiao Song took her hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to Daming Palace."

"It's all gone, what else to look at."

Xiao Song turned his head and glanced at Fo Baonu: "If you have it in your heart, you naturally have it. If you don't have it, then you can draw."

Chapter 552: On September 9nd of the third year, Qingqin bricks and Han tiles, Changle Weiyang

Going down the city and going north along the Zhuque Street in Chang’an, you can still see the honest square structure in front of you. However, due to the changes of the times and the destruction of the war, the squares have already been opened up, and they have become a living pattern similar to the early Hutongs. .

There are many people on the street, but it is not as good as Liaoxin Capital or Jinling City. It is difficult to reproduce the grand occasion that Bai Juyi wrote hundreds of years ago, "Hundreds of families are like a game of Go, and the [-]th Street is like a vegetable garden".

"Suzaku Avenue is divided into east and west, East Wannian and West Chang'an." Xiao Song gently held Fo Baonu's hand and walked on the spacious but messy street: "Changle Weiyang, Chang'an Wannian. But in the end they don't have Chang'an There is no Changle either. A good name is wasted, and good fortune of the country is wasted."

Fo Baonu didn't make a sound. As an emperor, this place is indeed not the so-called land of Longxing, but as a young woman who has read books and likes literature, even if the city of Chang'an withers, it is enough to support a literary and artistic society. Youth's pursuit of the past.

"You just hold me like this, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Fo Baonu said so, but he didn't withdraw his hand, instead he looked natural.

"I take advantage of it, and I don't care if you are the emperor or not." Not only did Xiao Song not let go, but he tightened his grip on the contrary: "If I find out, can I be unlucky?"

Fo Baonu snorted: "You bastard."

There was not much communication between the two after that, because this area will soon be turned into a trade zone to become a hub connecting the west and even the whole of Central Asia. Xiao Song's mind has always been on the situation on both sides of Suzaku Avenue.

But Fo Baonu's mind is only the desolate scenery of "Looking at Chang'an in the northwest, pitiful countless mountains", the lonely moon, the desert, the bonfire...

She looked up at the person in front of her... the dog man.

"Song and Liao will definitely become a strange combination in the future." Xiao Song pointed to the city wall not far ahead: "Hey, look over there. Go ahead and leave the city to find Daming Palace."

"ruins."

Fo Baonu added something, but Xiao Song ignored it. Under the strange eyes of the people around him, he led Fo Baonu through the city gate and arrived at the place where Daming Palace used to be.

Standing on a desolate Longshou Plain, the wind in early autumn was still a little hot, he quietly stared at the ruins of the Daming Palace in front of him, where traces could still be seen, and said softly: "Huang Chao led the army to attack Chang'an, After three years of fighting with the Tang army, the palaces, temples, temples, and offices of Chang'an City were burned to the ground. Less than five years later, Li Maozhen set fire to it again. After that, the bastard Zhu Wen ordered the destruction of Chang'an City , so far Chang'an has fallen."

"Yes, it's a pity."

Xiao Song laughed, turned his head and pinched Fo Baonu's face: "Last year, I killed all the descendants of these three families, leaving no one behind."

Fo Baonu was surprised: "Really?"

"That can be false. I started to formulate a plan to restore China last year. The more I saw this, the more I thought about it, and the more I thought about it. I was killed." Xiao Song said with his hands behind his back, "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

"You are really devoid of conscience..."

"Fortunately, you were born in the Khitan royal family. If you were born in Chang'an at the end of the Tang Dynasty, when you were soaked in an iron pot and braised, I would like to see if you can say this sentence."

"That's right, if you kill them, you will kill them. When I go back, I will find a way to kill them again, just cut the weeds and root them out."

Xiao Song turned his head and looked at her: "Your focus should be on the restoration of China, not on eradicating the grass."

"and then?"

"The Liao Kingdom is an indispensable link." Xiao Song leaned on a rock and looked at her, then waved his hand: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you."

After finishing speaking, he continued to walk forward: "I will soon be arranged to be an eighth or ninth grade official outside Chang'an. I won't be able to go back to Jinling City in three to five years, and you won't be able to see me in the future."

Fo Baonu chuckled happily: "Who cares?"

But after she finished speaking, she pointed to Long Shouyuan in front of her and said, "Can this place be rebuilt? This is the land of the Liao Kingdom, and I want to rebuild it."

"As long as you have money."

"You earn money for me."

"Where did you learn it? Just open your mouth if you want?" Xiao Song shook his head and said, "If you want to make money and find good words, she is amazing."

The two of them stood at the same place where Li Shimin had stood, and they didn't turn back to the city from this spooky place until the moon was setting.

Chang'an City's night scene has long since lost its appearance in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty. Not to mention Jinling and Bianliang, it is even worse than Shangluoyang. The two of them searched a lot for a place to eat.

Fo Baonu seemed to have something on her mind, but she never said it, and Xiao Song naturally wouldn't ask, so the content of the chat gradually turned into how to develop Chang'an and other boring things.

After eating, the moonlight had already risen, and Xiao Song finally couldn't hold back when walking in the crowded Chang'an City: "Say what you have, what are you holding back for?"

"fine."

Fo Baonu shook his head, slowly let go of Xiao Song's hand, and turned around gently: "I'm tired, I'm going back."

Seeing the inexplicable little Huya walking away slowly, Xiao Song scratched the back of his head, completely unaware of what happened, and fell into confusion.

"Hey."

He called out, "Goodbye."

Fo Baonu's footsteps stopped, and then he got into the sedan chair that had been waiting there, and disappeared into the night.

On the second day, the handover of Chang'an City was over, and the missions from various countries began to pack their bags and prepare for their return journey.

The next step is to appoint people from the bureaucracy to take charge of this place. However, the symbolic meaning of Chang'an today is far greater than the actual meaning. It is no different from an enclave of Song State. As a southern regime, it is true that Song State wants to extend its hand here. not easy.

Of course, it's not a good job to be an official in this ghostly place. Let's not say that after more than a hundred years of war and separatism, the place is already in poverty.

Volunteer?does not exist!Because those who can be officials here are basically sent to the frontier.

"Master Song, it's time for you to pack up your things. We should return to Jinling."

An envoy saw that Song Beiyun was lying under a big tree drinking wine leisurely while everyone was busy cleaning up, so he went up to remind him kindly.

But Xiao Song waved his hand: "No hurry, no hurry, there is nothing to worry about."

"Then... the next official will go to work."

"go Go."

Xiao Song looked at the busy people around him leisurely, with a smile on his face.And when he was drunk, a letter was suddenly handed outside, and he knew who wrote it without opening it.

The envelope smelled of the writer, very familiar.

Opening the envelope, there are only four words "what do you want to do" inside.

Xiao Song smiled, put the letter in his pocket, and continued to drink.He knew that little Huya had already set off to return to Liaoxin Capital, and he didn't know when the next time we would see each other.

But what can we do about this kind of thing, things in the world, how can everything go according to people's wishes, even if Xiao Song is as arrogant as Li Taibai, but Li Bai can't always go according to his wishes.

Thinking about it now, Little Huya should have been reluctant yesterday.Yes, she should be reluctant, as it should be.

Slowly leaning back on the chair, Xiao Song tapped his legs lightly, humming the arias that he has never tired of listening to in the theater recently, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was the only one left in the huge yard, and it seemed like some people were drinking cold tea, but it must be because they saw him asleep and the others didn't dare to bother them, otherwise they would be given three hundred A dog dare not treat himself like this before he left his job.

In fact, Xiao Song is not a person who likes to be lively. He prefers to be alone. Being alone will make him feel happy and at ease, and he will have more time to think.

Sometimes he thinks it's because of laziness, but when he thinks about it carefully, it's most likely not because of laziness, but because of the arrogance in his bones.

Because most of his life is compared with Li Bai, although he is a science and engineering major, at most he is copying poems.But didn't Li Bai also make composite explosives?

After trying to understand this point, he suddenly became enlightened, after all, Li Bai was not compared to him.

After sitting for a while, he walked out happily humming a song with his hands behind his back, and he never returned to this place during this walk, and even let others take away his luggage.

Five days later, the imperial decree arrived.