Song Beiyun

Xiao Song pondered for a moment: "40 catties of grain, [-] pieces of weapons. How many people can you win over?"

Nasi raised his head, the light in his eyes bloomed: "Many."

"How many are many?"

"It's enough to face the Great Han from the side of the Yin Mountain." Nasi squinted his eyes and said, "It's just that behind us is the territory of Song and Liao, and there is no danger to defend. If we are attacked by cavalry, I am afraid..."

Xiao Song waved his hand: "I will give you a religious regiment and teach you how to fight cavalry."

Nasi's breathing became short of breath, but he knew that Song Beiyun in front of him was a master at fighting cavalry, so far no matter whether it was Jin cavalry, Xixia cavalry or grassland cavalry, he had never won a victory against him.

"It's still the same sentence, I can give you everything you want." Xiao Song continued: "But here comes the problem, let's talk about our ugly words first, how do I know that you will not become an enemy. Da Song Jing I can’t afford someone as great as the stars and the sea to attack it, and Daliao can’t stand it either. What I want is peace.”

Nasi bowed his head in silence for a while, then raised his head and put his hands on his chest: "That department will never offend."

A smile appeared on Xiao Song's face. He knew that such words were farting, but it didn't matter. He didn't need the allegiance of a grassland tribe. He just needed Da Song to have an agent in the grassland to give him weapons, food, and Courage, let him block the bigger wind and waves on the side of Yinshan.

As for the future, when the 210 fire comes out, let alone cavalry, it is useless to invite Yin soldiers.

"Then I wish you success in advance." Xiao Song took a sip from his teacup, "I'll wait for the good news that you will become a man."

Nasi stood up and said, "Thank you Master Song, I will stop bothering you today."

After seeing off Nasi's family, Xiao Song sat alone in front of the dimly lit hall for a long time.Because he knew that the war was coming again, but this time the war would not reach the country, and the splitting war on the grassland would probably lead to changes in the entire pattern of East Asia.

Then an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, should he take advantage of the opportunity to swallow Xixia while the grassland is at war?Then stick to the west gate of East Asia and let this place develop at home for 30 years.

Theory works, practice begins.

"Come here."

Xiao Song called out, and Xiao Yu immediately came out of the darkness: "Yes, Master Song."

"Let that Pan Weixi get over here."

"Yes, Xiaoyu will do it now."

Chapter 607: Overcast April 4, Five Years

"Pan Weixi, do you know why you are still standing here?"

Pan Weixi stood in front of Song Beiyun, wearing the clothes of a cook, and his previous energy had been wiped away.

"know."

"It's still the same sentence, you owe me a Beihai Navy." Xiao Song was furious when he mentioned this matter: "You can survive and stand here, you have to thank your father, General Pan, if it wasn't for his old man, you would be dead." A hundred times it’s hard to escape the blame.”

After some words, although Pan Weixi did not answer, tears fell down.

"Cry! Can men cry?" Song Beiyun slapped the table: "Bastard!"

Seeing Pan Weixi's tears, Song Beiyun picked up a bean and put it in his mouth, chewed it and said: "In war, casualties are allowed. But these casualties are absolutely not allowed because of the commander's self-righteousness and stupidity! You are the commander If you are an officer, you must be responsible for your soldiers, and you must be responsible for the orders above. Remember!?"

"remember!"

Song Beiyun sighed: "It annoys me just to look at you, and I don't know why you come here with such a shameless face and ask Yan Shu to write me a wordless book. Well, if you stay here, you will be a cook for the rest of your life. Go to the grassland. "

Pan Weixi looked up at Song Beiyun in astonishment.

"Maybe you questioned it?" Song Beiyun frowned: "Take a teaching team to the grassland. Teach the grassland people to fight."

"Yes!" Pan Weixi stood at attention, his eyes turned from doubt to firmness.

"I'll be leaving in a few days. Go get ready and order something that has a good relationship with you. Then tell Yang Wenguang to come see me early tomorrow." Song Beiyun raised his legs: "If you dare to ruin my Beihai's reputation again this time, Don't talk about your father, it's useless even if the officials personally protect you, do you understand?"

"Definitely not humiliated!"

"get out."

Early the next morning, Yang Wenguang appeared in front of Song Beiyun in a foolish manner.

When he saw Song Beiyun, he took out another copy from his pocket and handed it forward: "Master Song, eat the cake."

"Roll, roll, roll." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Come out for a walk with me."

"Eat some, I took it from the kitchen specially, that guy is from Jinling, he is very good at frying pancakes."

Song Beiyun smiled and kicked him on the ass: "Pan Weixi didn't offend you, why are you so cruel to him?"

"The reason is this, but the old enemy is now my boss, and I am very happy."

"Damn you."

Song Beiyun took the cake and pushed Yang Wenguang: "Get out, don't dirty my house."

The two went outside and came to the street in the early morning of spring. Song Beiyun turned his head and looked at Yang Wenguang: "Do you know why you were transferred to Beihai?"

"I know, my lord is worried that someone in the court will persecute me." Yang Wenguang sighed: "The East China Sea is my painstaking effort, but I don't want to be like my grandfather, turning the East China Sea into Yang Jiajun and Song Jiajun. It's not easy to repeat the same mistakes. .But why aren't you worried about Beihai?"

"Beihai is the teaching group."

"Oh... I got it, I got it." Yang Wenguang nodded again and again: "No wonder my lord hates that guy from Jinling so much. He almost wiped out the establishment of the Baby Teaching Group. If it were me, I would cut him up and eat him alive. "

"Stop talking nonsense." Song Beiyun walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back: "You are the one who followed me all the way out of Luzhou, so you must be careful and careful."

"Why? Brother Song isn't in power..."

Yang Wenguang kicked Song Beiyun before he finished speaking, and was scolded without any surprise.

But he is a smart man after all, he knows what Song Beiyun said, smart people don't need to talk too much, and now is the key point of military system reform, Yang Wenguang knows that if he makes a slight mistake, it is very likely Will be adjusted to other places, maybe to go to the border or to be a forbidden army.

Although Song Beiyun was the initiator of this reform, just because he was the initiator, he couldn't just intervene in the rules. Otherwise, he would be the first person to break the rules, and it would be difficult to end later.

Regarding this, he is very clear in his heart, and he is clear, so don't the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty not?

"The Beihai Navy is very different from the Eastern Navy. If Pan Weixi didn't pass the test because of the last link, he would actually be more suitable for the Beihai Navy than you." Song Beiyun continued: "And you are taking over the Beihai now, for you It’s also a test.”

"Well, I feel it." Yang Wenguang nodded and said: "This group of people is different from the ruffians in Donghai. They are all elites in the army. There is no root and no bottom, they are actually not very willing to listen to me."

Xiao Song nodded and said: "Because everyone in Beihai is trained as a general, they will not be convinced if you can't show your ability. But fortunately, now that Beihai has been reorganized, I will let Pan Weixi take his direct line to go grassland."

"Oh, I won't be able to eat the food cooked by the guy from Jinling in the future."

Xiao Song shook his head lightly, the fan unfolded with a snap, and his plain long gown looked noble and elegant.

The two walked outside for more than an hour. After returning, Song Beiyun changed into his clothes and went to the workshop.

He first wanted to accommodate those young people from the grassland, and he had nothing to hide about it. The workshop is a good place to accommodate these people, because the workshop is next to Chang'an Institute of Technology, and since it was built not long ago, the number of people is not counted. Many, it is not a big problem to accommodate 500 people.

Compared with the closedness of the Jinling Workshop, the Chang'an Workshop is actually very open. Except for a few core areas that can only be entered after passing the review, other places are open to recruitment from the whole society.

The same is true for the College of Engineering. Chang’an College of Engineering still has seven days to start. A total of 970 people have signed up, of which less than 500 are Song people, and the rest are Liao people, Jin people, grassland people and Xixia people.

Moreover, most of these people are not children, and the oldest one is almost forty, and their original occupations are also varied, which fully interprets Confucius' teaching without discrimination.

When Song Beiyun went to the workshop to check the work, a carriage stopped at the foot of Chang'an City, and then a young girl came down from it. She had no expression on her face, and there was inexplicable stubbornness in her eyes, which made her look high cold and lonely.

"Grandma, this is Chang'an."

After standing at the foot of Chang'an City for a long time, she suddenly turned her head and said to the old maid who was supporting her, "It's more magnificent than I thought. When will there be such a city in the grassland?"

"There will be, there will be."

She sighed softly, got back into the car, slowly passed through the city gate of Chang'an, handed in the customs clearance documents, and then headed straight to the governor's office.

But as we all know, the governor of Chang'an is a gold-plated idler, unable to make any higher-level decisions except for some daily things.

So after the governor saw the woman, the first thing he did was to hand it over to the supervisor and pass it to the Chang'an supervisor through the supervisor.

But at this moment, the Chang'an supervisor has already taken off his robe, put on work clothes, squatted in front of a filter furnace, and twisted a wrench. After all, Song Beiyun, the dean of the School of Chemistry, also works as a part-time machine repairer. Melted...

"Master Song."

The guard guard hurried over from outside and stood in front of the dirty Song Beiyun: "There is an envoy asking to see you."

"The envoy saw me doing a fart." Xiao Song didn't turn his head: "Didn't you see that I'm busy?"

"He's here to ask for a kiss."

"With whom?" Xiao Song stood up, with a curious expression on his face: "He Qin is looking for Jinling, why are you looking for Chang'an?"

"What I'm asking for is..." The supervisor had a strange expression: "Young Prince of Taiping Changle."

Xiao Song was stunned for a moment, then stunned for a while: "Please my son?"

"hold head high……"

What's going on with these people, why are they all staring at a three-year-old kid?Song Beiyun said that he really didn't understand the thinking of these political players.

But since people are begging to come to the door, let's see each other.

"Go and settle it down. I'll go there when I'm done."

"Yes."

After the supervisor left, Xiao Song continued to repair the filter furnace, and explained the principle of the filter furnace and the function of each component to the students next to him.

Xiao Song still has no apprentices, but he is actually very happy to spread the knowledge he knows, so many people come to his class. One is because Song Beiyun's reputation is not good but it is very big. Really talented and funny.

In the afternoon, after Xiao Song took a shower in the School of Chemistry, changed his clothes, and returned home, he remembered that someone had proposed marriage to his son.

He sighed, and said this to Jin Ling'er, Jin Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled: "Your son is just a prince, so it's not like this. They all came for the name of Song Beiyun, who is a national scholar. Someone I want to cling to your tall branch."

"Human..." Song Beiyun sighed, "I tried to keep a low profile as much as possible."

"I heard that mother brought her daughter this time." Jin Ling'er laughed, "Biluo, Biluo."

Biluo walked out slowly from behind: "I'm here, sister."

"Is that woman pretty today?"

"It's beautiful. I checked her customs clearance document. She should be the daughter of Prairie Khan. She came here this time to ask for marriage for her own daughter."

"Bullshit!" Song Beiyun spat: "It's definitely not for my daughter, it's for his old man. Otherwise, why didn't she use the normal channels? Why didn't she communicate with Jinling? Why did she arrive almost at the same time as Nasi? These grasslands People, fortunately, I always thought they were simple and honest, but I didn't expect that they were also a bunch of treacherous things."

"All crows in the world are as black." Jin Ling'er said with a smile, "You said so."

"Okay, I don't see you to see." Xiao Song snapped his fingers: "Tomorrow you will take the mother group to meet the princess of the prairie. Princess to princess, no one is wronged."

"Mother Tuan..." Jin Ling'er covered her mouth and laughed, "It's a good name."

Chapter 608: Overcast April 4, Five Years

Speaking of which, if this woman does something inappropriate, the man really has to stand aside.

Among other things, when meeting "in-laws", the level of meticulous preparation and enthusiasm is absolutely beyond Song Beiyun's reach.

Just after the fourth watch in the morning, and it was still daylight, the venerable Princess Taiping of Changle got up early and began to get busy for today.

The perfume that is rarely used even if you are a princess, you can't wait to wash your hair with it today. After spraying it, the whole room is filled with mist. Money, but she wasn't worried at all.

After dealing with the things on the body, the accessories on the head are also indispensable. To describe it as jewels, it can only be overshadowed. This is thanks to the gold silk hairpin head, bead curtain and phoenix crown, which is really not suitable, otherwise this set of ten wedding dresses is not suitable. She definitely has to bring the two-pound suit.

The golden bell, which is always plain and simple on weekdays, has inserted itself into a wind chime today. The long golden step shakes with pendants, walks one step and swings three steps, and the small bell on it is as neat as the one with the bell. like a dog.

And the clothes are even more important. I can’t wait to wear Suzhou embroidered silk and satin even in the underpants. What kind of birds are facing the phoenix, what kind of magpies are returning to the forest, how gorgeous, how expensive, how expensive to wear, just a headband Clothes are worth millions on the head.

"What are you tossing about?"

Song Beiyun turned over and said vaguely: "Your perfume made me dream. I dreamed that I was a cockroach. Someone chased me and fed me with insecticide."

"You can sleep peacefully on your own."

Jin Ling'er stroked her eyebrows carefully and said: "This matter is just a show of authority, besides, the princess must not lose my Song's prestige to the princess. I want to see, the little mare in the grassland sees Never seen this scene."

"Ouch……"

Song Beiyun turned over and said vaguely, "It's not...not..."

But at this time, if Jin Ling'er could listen to Song Beiyun's words, then she probably wouldn't be a woman.

The eyebrows were drawn carefully, and the center of the brows was dotted with gold leaf. At first glance, it looked elegant and luxurious. Although it was somewhat inconsistent with the age, people didn't care, all they wanted was aura.

The rouge was finely applied, the light yellow lightly rubbed, and the lipstick made of peony was also applied on the lips. At that stop, those who knew knew that she was going to meet her in-laws, and those who did not know thought she was going to ascend the throne.

Opening the door and going out, I didn't expect that other people were waiting there. Today was the most complete day. Even Zuo Rou, who always dressed like a man, wore a tube top today, exposing her shortcomings clearly.

"Are you also a person who knows how to wear clothes?" Jin Ling'er looked Zuo Rou up and down: "What kind of skirt are you wearing with this figure? Change it!"

"Oh, I'll just say it." Zuo Rou pulled the clothes on her chest and lifted them up: "It keeps slipping down."

At this moment, Qiao Qiao chased after her, and after seeing Zuo Rou's outfit, she sighed, "Here are your clothes, you wore mine!"

Zuo Rou took the clothes impatiently: "It's really troublesome, why don't you just see a prairie mare, as far as not."