Song Beiyun

"Okay, don't embarrass yourself in front of foreign guests from Liaoning."

"When it comes to embarrassment, my stomach is not big." Zhao Xing looked at Fo Baonu with a smile: "Brother Yelu, you are quite heavy, you look like a son."

Fo Baonu stretched out his hand and twisted Song Beiyun's thigh forcefully, and Song Beiyun's expression was distorted.

"Why are you twisting me, you send troops to beat him!" Xiao Song held Fo Baonu's hand: "Declare war!"

"Don't, don't, it's just a joke." Zhao Xing forced a smile and waved his hands and said: "Besides, there is no emperor here. I am the young master of the Zhao family, and she is the lady of the Xiao family of Liao. There is no emperor."

Fo Baonu didn't bother to talk to Zhao Xing. In fact, it was the first time she knew that the emperor of the Song Dynasty was actually the same egg as a dog. He usually pretended to be like a rascal in private.

"Actually, this posture is not very good now." Zhao Xing suddenly became serious: "Song and Liao have land conflicts. What should I do now? Do I want to regain the lost land?"

"Don't make false statements. The territory of the Liao Kingdom also includes your Song Kingdom. For me, the Song Kingdom is also the lost land of my Liao Kingdom." Fo Baonu did not back down at this place: "What is it? It’s hard to say who will regain the lost ground.”

"Oh? Do you want to try it?"

"We have 30 cavalry in Liao Kingdom."

"I have Song Beiyun."

"Our Liao Kingdom has millions of elite soldiers."

"I have Song Beiyun."

"I have Song Beiyun's son!"

Song Beiyun was eating melon seeds next to him, knocking loudly, and finally he slapped the table: "Stop, this is definitely not a problem that this generation can solve, put aside disputes and develop together, the world is still big, children's business Let's solve it."

"The emperor of the Song Kingdom is Song Beiyun's nephew!"

"Oh, the emperor of the Liao Kingdom is his own son."

"Okay!" Song Beiyun burst into a rage: "You two can't stop playing, right? I beat you all, until the country is destroyed, and the warriors on the prairie drive you all to the seaside on horseback. Watching my nephew, you hugged my son and jumped into the sea to die."

Zhao Xing rolled his eyelids and looked at the sky, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the Western Regions and started gnawing, while Fo Baonu turned sideways and said nothing.

"I have analyzed the interests and interests with you, and you can all accept it. Just for the sake of talking, we are going to start a war now, right? Fight, I support you to fight, fight to the death, I think it is you Song Guoneng To regain the mountains and rivers, it is you, the Liao Kingdom, who can dominate the Central Plains."

At this time, Jin Ling'er came out with a smile in her arms, Zhao Xing pretended not to hear Song Beiyun's words, and stretched out her hand happily: "Come and let uncle hug you."

But the little thing turned its head and got into Fo Baonu's arms. This made Fo Baonu very happy, and he showed off his power in front of Zhao Xing with his beautiful steel egg.

"What the hell did you give birth to!" Zhao Xing reprimanded Jin Ling'er: "Woman!"

Jin Ling'er rolled her eyes: "The child is like a father."

Xiao Song said unhurriedly: "Don't talk about my son, your son will jump on her. The scent on her body is not a joke."

Zhao Xing was full of displeasure, and put one hand on his head: "The combat power in the grassland is nothing more than that, how can it be as terrible as you said."

"I think so too."

Xiao Song chuckled: "Underestimate the enemy, right? All right, you fight first, don't dispatch the Pishi Army and the New Sihai Army, let me see how you fight the Prairie Cavalry."

"That can't be done." Zhao Xing raised his head: "I have a small mind, and I can't afford to lose."

"I am too." Fo Baonu frowned: "Since I ascended the throne, I have not suffered a single defeat."

Jin Ling'er grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and she was amused when she heard the words: "Bragging."

Fo Baonu blushed: "You don't count..."

Zhao Xing poked his head over: "What do you compare to?"

Jin Ling'er pushed his dog's head away: "What's the matter with you."

Looking at the two bloated emperors, Xiao Song was full of anger. He tapped on the table lightly: "Come on, let's play a war game, and I will beat you two. You will lead the soldiers of Song and Liao respectively, and I will lead the grasslands." cavalry."

"Come on." Fo Baonu frowned: "It's up to you?"

Xiao Song laughed happily: "Zuo Rou!"

Zuo Rou, whose mouth was full of red bayberry, even her lips were dyed purple, ran over, and seeing the red bayberry in her hand, Fo Baonu's expression was distorted: "You stole my red bayberry...that's a tribute... ..."

"Eat some, it doesn't matter." Zuo Rou pointed out the bayberry core like a machine gun: "What do you want me to do?"

"Wargaming."

"Come on! Get it together!"

During the deduction in the afternoon, the children fell asleep in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor. In the end, there were five games in total. The Song and Liao coalition forces lost even their pants, Datong Pass, Taiyuan, Youzhou, and Yongzhou. , the war damage adds up to 21...

Zhao Xing's expression was serious, and he started to chew the melon seeds even the shells, while Fo Baonu frowned and looked nervous, he didn't even take a bite of his favorite yogurt cake after it had cooled down.

"waste."

Zuo Rou pushed the war game: "It's time to eat, it's boring."

The two emperors who were ruthlessly ridiculed sat there lost in thought, while Song Beiyun yawned and said, "The grassland is so weak."

Is the grassland weak?That's certainly not weak, especially the grasslands that have been integrated.Others think they are barbarians, but in fact they are a complete and orderly empire.

And it was this group of people who swept across the entire Eurasian continent more than 200 years later, and were called the Yellow Peril by the white pigs.

"The key point is that Zuo Rou is arranging troops. She is using the tactics we are familiar with, and none of you have studied grassland tactics. When the time comes to fight, what will you do?" Xiao Song chuckled: " Liao's Pishi army comes and goes like the wind, but it has no advantage over the cavalry on the grassland. Don't think that you are powerful by agreeing to a few small tribes, because they are carefully preparing for the winter. Song's The new army of the four seas is strong, really strong. But look at the number of people, all the people in the grassland are soldiers, and there are 80 cavalry at full strength. Who gave you confidence?"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Song raised his head and looked at the two emperors in front of him: "Our real goal is not to conquer by force. Eat first, and after the meal, a group meeting will be held at the Chang'an branch of Qinglong Garden!"

Chapter 603: On June 6 of the fourth year, Chang'an is infinitely good, and the sky is high and the emperor is far away

The chaos in Chang'an is actually simple and simple. To put it bluntly, there is no excuse for the crime.But if it was replaced by those in authority, it seemed confusing. Any powerful counselor couldn't figure out why it was like this, even the people on Da Song's side were a little confused.

And the person who planned all this was sitting in a gazebo, drinking red bayberry soup and eating stewed meat, and said some words that would make the conservatives shout "the country will not be the country" if it is spread out.

"Today, let's first celebrate His Majesty the Emperor of Liao Kingdom officially becoming a member of Qinglongyuan." Xiao Song held up the wine: "However, the emperor of Liao Kingdom is not feeling well now, so he can only use soup instead of wine."

Fo Baonu blinked her eyes, her expression was full of confusion, she didn't know what Xiao Song was talking about, anyway, she just knew that she was inexplicably drawn into a strange organization, and this organization was called Qinglongyuan.

"Okay, I know His Majesty the Emperor of Liao Kingdom doesn't know what Qinglongyuan is, but it doesn't matter."

Zhao Xing of Xiao Song Dynasty raised his head: "Regulations."

Zhao Xing handed the regulations of Qinglongyuan from her arms to Fo Baonu with a smile. After she took it, she looked at the beautifully bound regulations. The silk cover and the gold border were really Nice and tight.Especially the five-color dragon above, with all five virtues.

Looking at the first page of the charter, there were three sentences written on it. These three sentences stunned Fo Baonu.

"The cause of the country is paramount, the laws and regulations are paramount, and the rights and interests of the people are paramount." Fo Baonu raised his head in astonishment: "What is this!"

"The regulations of Qinglong Court." Zhao Xing waved his hand impatiently: "Just look at it."

As a person who has been immersed in the cultural atmosphere of the supremacy of the imperial power and the supremacy of the emperor since childhood, when she first saw the Qinglongyuan code of conduct, Fo Baonu was really disgusted beyond measure. It was hard for her to understand how Zhao Xing could accept this. Things are even smug about it.

But as she continued to look back, the huge pies depicted for the future made her fall into contemplation and longing.

After all, who can refuse to be called the wise man of the world by people under the vast world after thousands of years, and who can refuse to be worshiped by numerous students after thousands of years, and even stand in front of the academy.

What a stalwart and what a heroic posture that is!

Throughout the ages, there have been many emperors, hundreds of them large and small, but today there are still a few people who can stay like a green mountain. The sound of long live is just the sound of apes that can only be imagined when lamenting the bright moon in Qin Dynasty and Han Dynasty Pass.

Interested, after Fo Baonu read the regulations carefully, he put down the booklet in his hand and raised his eyes to look at Zhao and Song Beiyun.

"Are you going to drag me into the group? Have you ever thought that if one day we return to ashes, future generations can still follow this charter? After all, is there going to be an earth-shattering battle?"

Xiao Song pondered for a moment: "Actually, it's not that I haven't thought about it, but thinking about it now, I'm still young and I still have plenty of time. Let's think about these issues when I'm old."

Fo Baonu obviously expressed dissatisfaction with such an irresponsible answer: "Okay, let me ask you again, if one day someone breaks the charter, what kind of punishment will there be? Is it just for a sentence of thunder? That day If lightning strikes are really useful, Song Beiyun! Why did the heavens keep you until today?"

Zhao Xing slapped his thigh with a smile after hearing this, but Xiao Song was speechless. After all, Xiao Huya is a little Huya. No matter how stupid he is, the core is still the emperor of Liao who has no taboos. He looks at the problem from the perspective It is indeed different from ordinary people.

"Relying on human nature to restrain, such things are too naive. Maybe you are gentlemen, but there will always be villains in the world. Just like the fence in front of the door, it is only guarding against those who know etiquette, but those who cross the wall Always go over the wall, this wall is nothing but an empty wall in front of those people."

Look, Xiao Song knows that no one who can be an emperor is a real idiot, such as Fo Baonu and Zhao Xing, and the emperor of the Jin Kingdom and the emperor of the grassland are no exception.

This question is in front of us, sharp and sensitive, but it cannot be avoided.Even if Qinglongyuan is said to have heaven and earth, it cannot prevent those who are riding on the fence from jumping back and forth.

Maybe there is power to restrain it now, there is Song Beiyun who gathers the spiritual energy of the world, there is Zhao Xing, the leader of Zhongxing in the Great Song Dynasty, and Yelufo Baonu, the king of Liao Guoxiong.In the face of such power, no one will take any action, because they can't fight.

But one day a new generation will replace the old one?There is no constant strength or weakness in the world. Once this balance is broken, what will happen to this world?

There seems to be no solution to this problem now, and Xiao Song doesn't know what to do, because isn't it a dead end to follow the people's democratic dictatorship now?

"Don't worry about it so much, join the club first." Xiao Song rolled up his sleeves: "What's the use of asking these random people."

Xiao Song started to play tricks, but Fo Baonu just chuckled and threw the charter on the table: "Convince me."

"Father..."

I thought it would be easy, but I didn't expect that Buddha Baonu, who was supposed to give me face, was a huge bone to crack. The degree of difficulty to fool is much higher than that of Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing was lame when he fooled. You'll be hooked once you coax them.

At this moment, Zhao Xing was laughing beside him, and he said while laughing: "You really are as easy to get along with as I am? What do you say? He is the rightful lord of a country. I was in danger at every step back then, but She is careful at every step. You have given up on it."

Xiao Song was a little bit embarrassed, this bitch was saving face outside, it was really terrible, but he couldn't say anything, after all, this thing itself is relatively advanced and very experimental, it's hard to say whether it will be successful, and the future is not good It is estimated that Fo Baonu's worries are not exaggerated.

"If you let me talk about it." Fo Baonu pondered for a moment and said: "I have always had an idea."

"Tell me." Xiao Song picked up a pen: "Let me write it down and see if I can gain anything."

Fo Baonu cleared his throat: "I've thought about the integration of Song and Liao that you told me before. I'm afraid it won't work within three or five generations. After all, you underestimated the greed of future generations for the word power."

"Hmm..." Xiao Song nodded silently, "Go on."

"Since Song and Liao cannot go to war, how should the power be transferred and how should it be transferred? What if Song is strong and Liao is weak, and what if Liao is strong and Song is weak? As you say now, Song Liao wiped his own ass. It is not clean, imperial power infighting, clan fighting, and factional confrontation are common occurrences. If you want to do something without killing evil, what will happen after it is done? What should the Khitan people do, what should the Han people do, Khitan officials and nobles and Han officials and aristocrats So what should it be? Isn’t it just fighting day and night every hour of the day? When the country is broken, the country is broken, and the country is unified, followed by another warlord scuffle, and in the end, it’s still divided into two, three, For four? What about Great Qin? What about Great Tang?"

Xiao Song was a little bewildered by this series of questions. It can be seen that Fo Baonu has really thought about this question seriously, but the reason for her final denial is included here. If this question is not resolved, she will never Agree to become a member of Qinglongyuan.

Yes, these problems must be faced. This requires a protracted transformation. Since transformation, there is no immortal. The quickest way to truly unify the country is to conquer by force, but the sequelae of conquer by force can last for thousands of years .

But if you don't conquer by force, where should this knife go?

If someone must die, who should this person be?Is it the emperor of Song Liao?Or Song Beiyun?

Xiao Song wrote down these questions, closed the notebook with an ugly expression, and then walked out of the small courtyard with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

"It's over, you made your man angry."

"If he is so stingy, how can he be my man."

Fo Baonu snorted, and followed him out, leaving only Zhao Xing sitting there, pulling off the chicken leg and putting it in his mouth, and after eating half of it, he said to himself: "Human, it's not good to be stupid. What are you doing so smart?"

It wasn't until night that Xiao Song lay down on the bed sullenly. The lights in the room were not lit, and there was a waiver sign hanging on the door...

But when he was lying on the bed staring at the bright moonlight outside the window, the wooden door creaked open.

When he heard footsteps, he knew who was coming.

"Didn't you hang up the exemption card, I'm really not in the mood today."

Fo Baonu didn't care about that, he just drove him inside, sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Song Gou's arm, and lay down on his side.

Xiao Song conveniently put the other arm on her already obvious stomach and gently touched it.

"Angry?" Fo Baonu asked in a low voice, "But I have really thought about this question for a long time."

"It's so easy to get angry, it's just that some things are really troublesome when you think about it now." Xiao Song buried his nose in Fo Baonu's hair: "In the end, one has to sacrifice, the imperial power or the reformer. In my perception, If a huge social change is to be accomplished, then sending the emperor to the guillotine is the fastest and best way, so that everyone can witness the imperial power being trampled on the ground, and anyone can come up and step on it."

"Well, it is also true that the monarchs of countries that have been defeated have been humiliated throughout the ages." Fo Baonu said in a low voice: "Your so-called reform is in conflict with the word emperor and cannot be reconciled. What should you do? Like Shang Yang was ripped apart by cars in the market after the successful reform, or died in the rebellion like Wang Mang?"

On one side is the imperial power that has gone through thousands of years, and on the other is Song Beiyun, who represents reform. The two are theoretically difficult to coexist. This is the biggest trouble at this stage.Whether it was the execution of 40 people in the French Revolution, the massacre of the October Revolution, or the extermination of the revolutionary party at the end of the Qing Dynasty, in theory it is this kind of contradiction that is difficult to reconcile.

"I see the theory of breaking capital that you gave me, and I have a question for you, what will happen after all external conflicts are resolved?" Fo Baonu asked curiously: "Do you die and I die? I am the emperor, even if I don't want to be the emperor, there will be hundreds of thousands of royalists under me who will let me continue to be the emperor. I don't want to die, and I don't want you to die. Putting everything aside, I am It's the woman who is pregnant with your child."

Xiao Song let out a long breath, and hugged Fo Baonu tightly: "Sleep, save the spirit of the dry grassland tomorrow."

"It's useful to escape, but it's useless to keep avoiding."

"Ah."

Xiao Song was educated by Fo Bao Nu, which also forced him to start paying attention to this issue for the first time. I am afraid that it will not be possible to follow the future regulations, because of productivity, because of production relations, and because the era itself is not yet civilized. It's nowhere near that.

So what should we do now?Xiao Song is not omniscient. He knows that maybe it is time to adjust the policy to avoid the outbreak of conflicts, but he does not know which direction to adjust the policy.

"Let's start from the bottom." Fo Baonu turned around and looked into Song Beiyun's eyes: "Solve the problems of the common people."

"That didn't happen overnight."

"We are still young." Fo Baonu laughed: "Sleep!"

"Sleep, sleep, sleep!"

Early the next morning, Xiao Song felt that his hands were about to die, but seeing that Fo Baonu was still sleeping, he was not disturbed, but silently pulled out his numb arms and got off the bed, lying on the window on the second floor to watch. Downstairs.

At a glance, he saw Zhao Xing teaching his son to fight Taizu's long fist. The little bastard couldn't stand the horse stance, so Zhao Xing scolded him, saying that he was so weak as the royal family of the Song Dynasty, so it was not like your useless father. What is the difference and so on.

Xiao Song has long been immune to this kind of talk, but he was still very upset to see his baby being tortured like this, and then he went downstairs to make an appointment with Zhao Xing in the name of a competition.