Song Beiyun

And Xiao Song has nothing to do these days. After all, he is a county magistrate. What can a county with two thousand people and most of them be middle-aged and elderly people do? Besides, Xia Song specially assigned a few people to help Song Beiyun deal with it. For daily affairs, basically he doesn't need to take care of those sundries.

So that Song dog who started to cat winter when it was cold came back. He first wrapped the outside of the house with grass and covered it with lime paste, and then used plant ash and acid juice mixed with gypsum to form a light and loose roof. Things are also blurred.

After the heat preservation coefficient increased exponentially, he set up a stove in the house again. On the premise of ensuring that he would not be poisoned, he squatted by the stove all day long and put red dates, sesame seeds, walnuts, rock sugar, and so on in a teacup. Brew a large cup of winter lazy tea with tea, and drink it happily for a day.

Feeling inspired, write some novels.Now Xiao Song's novels are no longer copied from others, but have begun to be conceived by himself, and several of them have been formed, and some are still being conceived.

"Hey, Marshal... Your house is warm enough." The big black cow walked into the house to deliver food to Song Beiyun, marveling at the warmth and pleasantness of his house: "The cows in my barracks are almost freezing. "

Xiao Song took the food lazily, and pointed to his feet: "Don't take off your shoes, just stand outside, your feet are glowing with green light."

The big black cow responded, and then said with a smile: "Marshal, give me the whole stove too."

"It's not that I don't want to punish you, but I'm afraid that you'll be poisoned and suffocate myself to death."

Xiao Song sighed secretly. Even if the chimney is hung on this kind of indoor iron stove, the danger is huge. A fool like Da Hei Niu can't guarantee that he didn't open the window all night. Hardened.

"But it's also a problem that the barracks are too cold." Xiao Song pondered for a moment: "Go, Curry pays, and goes to put all the Beihai Navy's barracks with hot kangs, the kind that burns outside."

"Oh, okay. I, Yun Shuai, know how to hurt people."

"Go away, stop talking nasty things to me."

Chasing away the big black cow, Xiao Song ate every bite, but he didn't eat two bites. Suddenly, the big black cow ran back from the outside again, panting and shouting: "Come here, come here."

"What's coming?" Xiao Song turned his head and glanced at him: "What's wrong with you?"

"A carriage has come outside and is unloading things at the door."

"Who?"

"Miss Miaoyan!"

The big black cow recognized Miaoyan. During the battle in Nanchang City, Miaoyan followed Song Beiyun all the way to fight, but now that Miaoyan came here, Xiao Song was also full of doubts.

But before he could go out, the door was pushed open, and Miao Yan walked in wearing a fox fur coat and a white sable velvet cloak behind him.

Her face was flushed red from the cold, and her body was trembling non-stop. As soon as she entered the room, she let out a sigh of relief because of the warm temperature in the room.

"I knew you would be warm."

Miao Yan took off his cloak, Xiao Song glanced at the big black cow, and he immediately walked out sensible.

"How did you come?"

"Sweet the winter." Miao Yan took off the heavy clothes outside, leaving only the close-fitting short fur inside, walked up to Song Gou and stuffed his hands into his neck: "I'm about to freeze to death."

Xiao Song shuddered, and then conveniently hugged Miao Yan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, in his arms, and brought over the lazy tea for her to hold.

"You didn't say hello to me when you came here."

"Isn't there no surprise when you say hello?" Miaoyan took a sip of hot and sweet tea, and finally recovered: "I went to Chang'an first, and found that Chang'an is completely different from what I thought. , I didn’t bother to stay any longer, and came straight to you.”

After she finished speaking, she stretched her arms around Song Gou's neck and snuggled up to his shoulders: "I can sleep with a warm dog man in my arms at night."

"What? Is the Daliao Palace not heating or what?"

Miao Yan sneered: "There is still heating in this broken era, and anyone who dares to light a fire in the room will die. And you can't let the earth kang be burned in the palace, right?"

"Hahahaha..." Xiao Song put his warm hands into Miaoyan's clothes and put them on her belly: "It's fine, you can come here for the winter. Anyway, you won't be able to think of me until winter, right?"

"Almost." Miao Yan twisted her body a bit: "Don't move, I'll take a break to take a shower, I haven't showered all the way here, it will stink."

"No, Miss Ji Wang's body is full of fragrance."

"Come on, I'm not the emperor of the Liao Kingdom, and I don't have a scent on my body."

Xiao Song laughed: "The dog emperor is not here?"

"She..."

Before finishing a sentence, there was a sound of opening the door outside, and then a young man walked in.

"Hey, this dilapidated place is quite interesting. It looks dilapidated, but there is something wrong with it."

"Well... the dog emperor will not be absent."

"Who are you scolding?" Fo Baonu frowned: "Be careful, I will tear your mouth."

Fo Baonu's men's clothes are the best in the world, especially in this winter, when he wears a fur hat and a thick coat, he is indistinguishable from male to female at that stop.Standing together with Miaoyan, they look like a young couple with a golden boy and a jade girl.

Miao Yan yawned: "I ordered someone to boil the hot water, and when I'm done, call me, I'm going to take a bath. The dog man hugs me, and I'll sleep for a while."

"I'll eat first."

"Holding me doesn't conflict with eating." Miao Yan put her face on Song Beiyun's shoulder: "I'm really tired..."

But seeing the posture of this pair of dogs and men, Fo Baonu curled his lips: "I didn't say I was tired when I was chasing Tartars in the wind and snow with a saber in the sky. That's a man who lives in the wind and sleeps in the open. You just put it on!" He assumed a delicate posture."

"What are you doing here?" Xiao Song looked up at Fo Baonu with great interest: "You are a fucking emperor, it's nothing to run to me if you have nothing to do, I just told you, give up the throne early , come here and be my concubine, why are you so pretentious?"

"I do not!"

Fo Baonu rolled his eyes, turned around and began to explore the room: "Oh, this toilet is so interesting, where does it lead to? Ah! Water will come out when you pull it? Yes, yes, this is good .”

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

"Oh? This briquette is so strange, how does it look like a honeycomb? How can this thing be ignited?"

"This person is really ignorant." Xiao Song bowed his head while eating and said, "He's still the emperor."

"No one in the world uses briquettes, not to mention you refuse to release these things. She doesn't know if it's normal." Miao Yan raised her head gently, and took a breath on Song Gou's neck: "Okay , be quiet, I want to sleep!"

"Are you happy just thinking of being able to hug me to sleep at night?" Xiao Song asked Miaoyan with a kiss on the cheek: "Did Liaoxin come here for more than 1000 miles just to hug me to sleep? "

"Let me correct you, you have to hug me to sleep." Miao Yan turned her head and looked at him: "I don't care if you are tired or not, anyway, that's the decision."

"Okay, you are the only one in the world. If other people talk to me like that, I will definitely clean up."

Miao Yan giggled, leaned into Song Gou's ear and said, "You can also deal with me, but you have to wait until night."

Before Xiao Song started to say some weird words, Fo Baonu rushed back, holding a book of poems in his hand: "You wrote this?"

"No, I copied it."

"Heh..." Fo Baonu began to read: "If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening. This kind of flirtatious love can't be written by others."

Miao Yan burst out laughing at that moment, but didn't say anything, and Xiao Song said helplessly, "That's a calligraphy practice book. You said it was a collection of poems, and it was all copied from it."

Fo Baonu expressed his disbelief, and then slipped the "poetry collection" into his clothes: "Mine."

After finishing speaking, she looked around: "Go, arrange a place for me."

Xiao Song glanced back at the big bed behind him, and then patted: "How is it here? You go in a little bit, there are three people here, no problem, I tried."

Fo Baonu's eyes widened: "The bastard is talking some stupid things all day long, hurry up and arrange it, and it will be as warm as your room."

"Dream!" Xiao Song spat: "I can't live with love, I can't help but go back to Liao Kingdom. I don't have the time to serve you. I was quite sad when I left before. After two months, you show up again In front of me."

"Really?" Fo Baonu squatted in front of Xiao Song and smiled, "Really sad?"

"I thought I'd never see you again in this life, and I wouldn't be able to cheat Liao's money in the future. Are you sad or not?"

Fo Baonu asked with a smile on his face: "Actually, you don't want to part with me?"

"Shameless." Xiao Song put down the bowl: "There is only one room in the insulation room. You can either stay in a hotel or make a floor bed here, or you can squeeze together. At worst, I'll treat you as a man."

"Oh?" Fo Baonu looked Song Beiyun up and down: "Suddenly you are so upright? Do you really think I am a man?"

"How can it be fake?"

Chapter 556: On November 11, Three Years, Qinghe Flows into Broken Mountain

It was just a joke for the three of them to sleep together, Song Beiyun finally gave Fo Baonu another room.

After all, there is no shortage of this kind of house. In the future, a large family will live here, so what does only one house look like.

Entering his room, Fo Baonu immediately began to be picky, but Xiao Song didn't bother to talk to him, after all, he hadn't seen Miss Miaoyan for almost a year, and he couldn't finish talking, who cares about the mere Emperor Liao Your Majesty?

"I'm going to die in this room." Miao Yan nestled on the thick wool pad next to the stove like a kitten warming up: "Don't go out for a minute."

Xiao Song was lowering his head to deal with the project cost documents, and laughed after hearing her words: "Then don't go out, I'll let the craftsman prepare the sewer, and it will directly lead to the river, you can pull it as you like."

"Dead thing..."

Miaoyan lazily opened her hands: "Hug."

Acting like a baby, no matter how powerful a woman is, she will act like a baby when she should. Xiao Song put down the pen in his hand with a smile, moved two steps over there and hugged Miao Yan.

"Hmm..." Miao Yan shivered comfortably: "The favorability in winter has risen rapidly."

"It's full, isn't it?"

"Temporarily adjust the forehead." Miao Yan sat on Xiao Song's lap, with his hands on his shoulders: "But not today, I'm too tired, I don't want to move anything except sleep."

"Then I can't bear it." Xiao Song's hand became dishonest as always: "I have been alone for more than a month, and I am young and vigorous."

"Isn't there one next door?"

Xiao Song sneered and said, "Then if you stretch out your hand, it will be a knife. Don't make trouble, I'm scared to death."

"Then I don't care, my body can't take it anymore, I'm already very weak."

"I know, I know." Xiao Song kissed her on the neck: "You should rest early today, and I will concentrate on finishing the work for the next few days."

"Thank you for your hard work." Miao Yan turned his neck and let Xiao Song kiss him: "Do you miss me?"

"If you want to say more, you don't actually..."

Miao Yan suddenly sat up straight and grabbed his ear: "What did you say?"

"No such..." Xiao Song ouched twice: "I mean...you are not far away, and you can come back anytime anyway, so I don't have the feeling of parting from life and death psychologically. Very busy again."

Seeing Xiao Song's frantic explanation, Miao Yan smiled and hugged him again: "I miss you~"

Xiao Song didn't say much, just patted her on the back lightly, like coaxing a baby at home, and she fell asleep soundly after a while.

It seemed that she was indeed exhausted, and Xiao Song really didn't torment her, but just gently put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt, and then he did what he should do.

The sky is full of wind and snow outside, the sound of snow falling on the eaves outside the window and the occasional crackle in the hearth make this sudden winter night seem extremely quiet. Sitting in front of the low desk and warming the fire, whispering some numbers in his mouth, he was immersed in calculations.

It seemed that in an instant, at least in terms of senses, he returned to another world, an environment where he could feel stable all the time.

It was unknown how late at night, Xiao Song's work was finally over, he stretched himself and was about to go to bed, but after thinking about it, he decided to go to the toilet.

He adjusted the stove, checked the vents, and walked out in his clothes.

But after he went to the toilet, he found that the room of His Majesty Liao Huang was still lit. He thought for a while, then pushed the door open and walked in.

The stove in this room is one size bigger, and it is prepared for cubs, so it will be hotter.

His Majesty Emperor Liao didn't seem to be in the habit of locking the door. The door opened as soon as it was pushed. She was sitting by the fire, wearing only a single coat, copying something there. She was so absorbed that she didn't even notice anyone coming in.

"What does this mean?" Fo Baonu looked at the sentence in the notebook and thought hard: "It doesn't matter, copy it down first."

But after copying here, it didn't take long before I ran into a problem...

"What is this! What is this bastard writing about!"

"This is the planned 3S guidelines. The first S is standardization, the second S is specialization, and the third S is simplification. These three indicators are the guiding ideology of industrial development in the next 30 years. You are now Even if you learn it, it doesn’t mean much, do you understand what I mean?”

Fo Baonu suddenly trembled all over, hurriedly covered Xiao Song's work notes with something, and then looked back at him, his eyes obviously became flustered.

"When did you come?"

"I came when you were scratching your head." Xiao Song sat next to her, wrapped one hand around her waist, and took his notes with the other hand: "What is taking without telling?"

"It's a thief..." Fo Baonu lowered his head, ashamed: "I..."

"Your Majesty the Emperor of the Liao Kingdom, come here to steal things." Xiao Song opened the notebook and pointed to it: "You don't understand here, do you? These are the three elements of the work plan, which are discovery, solution and action. Discovery is You need to imagine the possible problems of this work before doing a job. The solution is easy to understand, that is, to solve it on paper and discuss its solution, and the action is to execute it. In the process, we constantly make corrections and change the established plan to adapt to the problems that arise.”

Fo Baonu is very smart, she quickly began to record Song Gou's words, and Song Gou continued: "As for the 3S standard, it should be noticed in the overall work, and standardization means that no matter who The principle, whether it is the management or the construction layer, uses the same part as an example, a mortise and tenon produced here and a mortise and tenon produced in Jinling must use the same standard in terms of appearance size, material and workmanship.”

Fo Baonu suddenly reached out to cover the corner of his clothes, and looked at Song Gou in astonishment: "No..."

"Those who steal things have no position to say no, Your Majesty." Song Gou said with a smile: "Do you think this is the truth?"

Fo Baonu hesitated for a while, then put down his hand with humiliation, and let Song Gou's hand directly touch her skin.

"The second specialization, in today's terms, is to have dedicated personnel and dedicated funds. One field governs one field, and no cross-border or boasting of industries is allowed. This can save costs in production work as much as possible." Xiao Song tapped some notes with the other hand: "You definitely won't need this place now."

While listening, Fo Baonu endured the itching caused by the dog's paw on his waist and ribs. This feeling was like countless small bugs crawling on his body, the itching was unbearable but he couldn't touch it.

"What about the third one...why do you look at me like that?"

"Hand, put it down!" Fo Baonu stared at Song Gou with wide eyes: "You have crossed the line."