Song Beiyun

"Come here, go and prepare some food for Mr. Song." Yan Shu called the people around him away with an excuse, and when there was no one in the small courtyard, he said, "When they came to visit this morning, I sold them all." One lap."

"Oh? How did you sell it?"

There was a smile on the corner of Yan Shu's mouth: "Just tell the truth, Zhang's parents and Li's family are short, whoever said so and so is wrong, whoever ordered so and so's dirt. Add another word that is difficult to deal with, and they will naturally know what to do."

"The heart of a literati is vicious." Song Beiyun laughed: "Didn't you force them to kill each other?"

"Why? May you be the chief inspector to light the lamp, but I will not be allowed to set fire to the pavilion chief?"

"Today's banquet is wonderful."

Sure enough, at the banquet at night, Song Beiyun joined as Adjutant Yan Shu, and Xia Song was with him on the bright side. Xia Song's visit this time was basically just a soy sauce. Face as a mascot.

When the three of them went to the banquet, it was quite a big table. Yan Shu and the others were arranged to sit in the upper seat, while the rest of the family representatives sat in turn.

During the banquet, Yan Shu was very gentle, but the people below started to fight each other with swords and swords.

"My Zhang family is willing to support the imperial court, but Lord Yan, I am a little worried..."

Yan Shu glanced at Song Beiyun, and said with a smile, "But it's okay to say."

"I'm worried that some of them will be in the way. Some of these people have a generous face and a heart like wolves. When they heard that the government wanted to reform, they transferred their family property to the Liao Kingdom overnight."

Song Beiyun next to him burst into laughter when he heard it, and his expression immediately became weird.

But Song Beiyun would never say that after the reforms in the Great Song Dynasty, the Liao Kingdom will immediately undergo an almost identical system reform. Compared with the Great Song Dynasty, it is better to expect her to suddenly announce tomorrow It is true to give way to the prince.

Those who transferred their wealth to the Liao Kingdom don't know what they are thinking... I'm sorry if I can give some leftovers in the Song Dynasty and go to the Liao Kingdom.

"These reforms are for the sake of our great Song Dynasty. Even the royal estates will be nationalized. If the assets are transferred, I don't think it is necessary. If someone finds out, I am afraid that there will be a prison sentence."

Yan Shu's words were polite, but Song Beiyun's eyes beside him began to stare intently, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone present, and the people he looked at felt uncomfortable, even fearful, full of oppression .

And the person who was sold by the Zhang family suddenly took the initiative to say: "Lord Yan, don't listen to those gossips. We are all supporting the New Deal this time. How could we do those things?"

"Isn't that right? Mr. Huang, a few days ago I saw that many shops in your family started to sell out exclusively, and even the real estate started to be replaced with gold bars. What's the reason?"

It was another family member who fell into trouble again, and this Mr. Huang's face turned red all of a sudden. He said incoherently, "Don't spout blood." He kept looking at Yan Shu and Song Beiyun.

When he found that Song Beiyun's eyes were staring at him, he started to tremble all over, and immediately got up and knelt down in front of him regardless of his face: "Mr. The villain's words."

Yan Shu raised his head lightly: "Oh, get up. I'm not a jackal. I'm afraid you have misunderstood a little. This New Deal is not for you to hand over your property."

Upon hearing this, all the people present turned their heads to look at Yan Shu, and Yan Shu glanced at Xia Song, Xia Song nodded and said, "That's right. The New Deal is not a coincidence, and the nationalization of land is not what you think. The imperial court will give you a certain amount of compensation, and your property will still belong to you. Later, the imperial court will provide various preferential policies to encourage you to start businesses, and the workshop will also provide you with corresponding technologies."

Isn't it a direct seizure?And return the technology to the policy?

Then why resist? Look at how the Xu family in Jiangxi is full of money. Who wouldn't imagine lying in bed and making money like his family these days?Why bother to spend a lot of money on this one-third of an acre of land?

Having said that, many people felt relieved, and even the Feng family heaved a sigh of relief: So it wasn't the seizure of property...

"However, considering the huge real estate in your family, the imperial court is currently preparing for infrastructure construction, and the household department does not have much money and food, so the compensation may be postponed or supplemented with taxes. What do you think?"

Hey, as long as it's not a seizure of property, whatever the court says, can you still be stubborn than someone with a knife and gun?And if there is really a policy that can support them to open factories or something, this is a great thing.

But many people thought about it again, why were so many people suddenly killed in Jiangcheng a few days ago?Isn't there something strange here?

So some people dared to ask this question, which is relatively sensitive, because it involves some ulterior things, but the problem is that if they don't ask clearly, they can't explain it to their family.

"This matter." Song Beiyun who was next to him suddenly laughed and said, "That's a different matter. It's not because of anything else, but because of collusion. This has nothing to do with the New Deal."

Never mind shit!It is to scare the chickens to scare the monkeys!

There are no idiots present here, they know it in their hearts but they are not easy to point it out, but they are all glad that they did not become the early birds, those upstarts are really rich for a few days and don't know how many bowls of rice they eat, and they are not wronged when they die.

"By the way, apart from this matter of land reform, there is one more thing I hope you can help with." Yan Shu said: "I think there are many well-educated people in your family. I, Yan Shu, have heard of the subtlety of scholarship. So I still want to Please do me a favor, when the imperial court starts eradicating illiteracy, if there is not enough manpower, please lend a helping hand.”

Literacy?

These Huguang nobles look at me and I look at you, none of them quite understand the meaning of this.

At this time, Yan Shu patiently explained: "After the land reform, a large number of factories and workshops will be established, which are definitely not the same as the street blacksmiths and village strip makers. If you want to make money, the workers must be literate. "

After all, Song Beiyun just took out an operation manual and handed it to Feng Hui next to him.

Feng Hui squinted his eyes and looked through it. After looking at it for a while, he nodded and said: "Although it is simple, but illiterate is not feasible. It can be said that it takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. Made him a talent?"

"It's not success, it's just literacy." Yan Shu smiled and said, "It's enough to be able to understand the instruction manual and operation manual, otherwise the technology from the workshop will not be used, and your investment will be in vain?"

Song Beiyun went on to say: "There are also bookstores, bookstores and schools. Don't rush to object, you can go and have a look. There are some superficial things in there, which are far from the reading in your mind. Most of them are engineering and can be regarded as learning. , you don’t have to feel like you’re facing a big enemy.”

Feng Hui looked at the person next to him, who nodded calmly, and then he twisted his beard and said, "Your lords have spoken seriously. At this time, it is a duty to support the country and the people with all our strength."

The leader let go, and the others naturally agreed, but these things, although they were somewhat reluctant in their hearts, they have reached this point, and they won't allow it, have you forgotten the name of the person next to Yan Shu? ?

It's a big taboo to give face away, and it will kill someone.

The banquet ended in a harmonious atmosphere, but Yan Shu knew that the seeds of hatred he had planted for these people had already been brewed, and he was waiting for the seeds to sprout one day.

On the way back, Song Beiyun said to Yan Shu, "We must give them hope, and give them some sweetness."

"What if they grow big?"

"How could they have developed so much?" Song Beiyun asked back: "The technology given by the workshop is the same, and this is a Gu breeding. We will dismantle the largest one at the end."

"How to dismantle it? Dismantling and dismantling, isn't it still their family's money?"

"Let me tell you this, because of the limitations of the times, these landless gentry will eventually become profit-seeking bugs, and within three generations they will tear down their clan." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said: "Especially this For a family with many seeds and grandchildren, it will be convenient to dismantle it when the time comes. Besides, as long as the workshop is never private, the country will always have the initiative."

Song Beiyun believes that the state's institutions must be absolutely advanced in order to control these families that will surely change from landlords to capital aggregates in the future.

These people don’t even think about the industries of the national economy and the people’s livelihood. First of all, the primary industry, agriculture, must be controlled by the state, followed by scientific research, transportation, water conservancy, communications, and electricity, etc. These industries absolutely do not allow private capital to intervene of.

As for how to maintain the vitality of the country, the first is the influx of talents, the second is sufficient funding for scientific research, and the third is a strong central government.

Then these people can't make any waves. After all, what the country gives them is theirs. If the country doesn't give them, they will take the lead in chopping off with their hands.

Of course, governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. It takes countless people to run it for many years. Song Beiyun cannot do it alone. What he is doing now is to determine a framework. The same applies.

As for the future, it is beyond the reach of manpower. At that time, we can only hope that our children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, and talented people will emerge from generation to generation.

This matter is basically settled. As Song Beiyun said, those who need to be rectified are those nouveau riche who have emerged in recent decades through troubled times. They have no concept of national power, and they are prone to some impulsive actions. matter.

As for these old nobles, they have complicated roots, think more about things, and handle things more calmly.Naturally, they are not good things, but in comparison, they can play a part if they have a proper position.

Next is the time to start the youth plan, so that those young people with ideals will gradually abandon their own class. After a few generations, although Haiyan and Heqing may not be necessarily, at least there will be decades of stability and prosperity.

And just as Song Beiyun was packing up his things and planning to return home the next day, Feng Hui, the Patriarch of the Feng family, suddenly came to pay a visit in person.

This person still has some reputation and status, and he still pays more attention to his visit to Song Beiyun.

However, Feng Hui did not come here for the New Deal, but to discuss the workshop with Song Beiyun.

After all, the old fox was an old fox. He obviously recognized the trap in Song Beiyun's words. After asking a series of questions, even Song Beiyun was in a cold sweat.

"I'm old and not talented, I would like to ask Mr. Song." Feng Hui asked politely: "If all the nobles set up workshops, how should the fields be disposed of?"

"Mr. Feng, don't worry, there are people farming."

"Then everyone goes to study, who will farm?"

Song Beiyun's eyes rolled, Fobaonu also asked this question, he didn't have a good solution at that time, but now he has, so he smiled confidently: "Mr. Feng, have you heard of household contracting? "

Where would Feng Hui have heard of such a term, so Song Beiyun patiently explained it to him, and who said that reading can't farm the land?

When Song Beiyun roughly explained the achievements of Gongfang Agricultural College, Feng Hui was greatly amazed.

"Is it really possible to produce seven hundred per mu?"

"The current theoretical state is possible, but that is also because of the fertilizer and careful care. The fertilizer is still waiting for the ore from the Western Regions. If it is at the current level, the yield per mu is about [-]. After several generations of cultivation of rice seeds, there will be a slight increase. raised."

Feng Hui nodded: "If that's the case, the old man has the guts to ask, if my Feng family also wants to start a farm like the Xu family, is it possible?"

"Of course it is possible. Not only can it be encouraged, but there is a condition." Song Beiyun shook his finger and said, "Although the imperial court can purchase the grain produced, the average price calculated based on the output of each place in the year and the fluctuation does not exceed [-]%, the price will not be too high. high."

"What if there is a disaster year?"

"The imperial court makes up the difference."

"Okay!" Feng Hui nodded vigorously: "The same goes for the rest of the vegetables and meat?"

"It's all like that."

"Then the Feng family will try to be the second Xu family." Feng Hui stood up and cupped his fists at Song Beiyun: "I heard that Mr. Song and the Xu family have a very good personal relationship, this..."

"Don't worry about Mr. Feng." Song Beiyun said: "I wish more and more people would compete with the Xu family, the more the better! The family is the only one, but something will happen, I don't want to put my old friend Send it to the guillotine."

Feng Hui laughed loudly: "Master Song is indeed a happy person, I am relieved, I will leave."

Song Beiyun looked at Feng Hui's back, rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Mr. Feng, wait a moment, I'll tell you about the distribution of the Xu family's property, so that the Feng family won't have to make a detour."

Chapter 682: Rain on April 4st, Six Years

The communication with Feng's family made Song Beiyun more and more sure that these high-ranking nobles are a group of dogs with milk and mothers.

No wonder they can survive no matter how the dynasty changes. Now it seems that it is because of their super survivability.

Needless to say how strong this ability is, even with Song Beiyun who just killed his kind with blood flowing into rivers, they can vassalize him in the first place, and try their best to corrupt him and assimilate him. he.

But they really made the wrong idea. Song Beiyun is naturally not a high-spirited person, let alone a saint or a gentleman, but the problem is that he has eaten, used, seen, and touched They are all impossible to have in this era. In his eyes, all the temptations these people say are nothing more than primitive people holding a basket of eggs and telling him: This is a big drop, an elixir!

In the words of Master Yan, which cadre cannot stand this test.

However, for a family of the size of the Feng family, it is a good thing to be able to make good use of nature. One is to artificially set up a competitor for Xu Li, and the other is to be able to firmly grasp the small braids and core interests of these people. hands.

After they really change from farmers to workers, they will naturally start to pay attention to education, because the Xu family is a competitor, and the Xu family is training more advanced industrial workers. They are still illiterate and use their butts to know what will happen result.

And after the workshop made some products for civilian use public, it was like releasing a peerless martial arts secret book, and everyone practiced together, with the same starting line. If you don’t practice, you can’t beat others. He pointed his head and walked towards the high place, but no one noticed that this martial arts cheat book is actually a sword manual for warding off evil spirits.

When he turned his head and looked at the day when the magical skills were completed, he saw that his life was in his hands, and Song Beiyun knew how uncomfortable it was with his ass.

But no matter how uncomfortable it is, you have to hold your nose and admit it, because the system has already been established, and if you want to change to another system, it is tantamount to abolishing martial arts, and a person who abolishes martial arts and has made countless enemies will be in a world full of masters. What will happen? Even if you ask a child who cuts the heads of weeds with a branch in the field, he will know the answer.

Therefore, a family like the Feng family not only needs to support but also vigorously support it. Only after the industry blooms everywhere can it be possible to talk about the final concept of industrial upgrading and opening up the wisdom of the people.

After all, the core national policy is to free the land of China from the hardships it may experience, and most of the hardships here are caused by its own problems.

He has no reference now. At this point, what he can do is to unswervingly follow the path that is most likely to be realized. He can't think about the rest, after all, manpower is really exhausted.

Song Beiyun would not need to be present for the subsequent industrial transfer. He passed all the explanations to Yan Shu and communicated with the Feng family about the subsequent setting up of factories and farms at all levels, and then set off to return to Jinling in the afternoon of the next day.

This task was basically completed successfully, except that the process was a bit cruel, but the follow-up work in other state capitals will be relatively easier, because it only needs to copy homework.

Of course, Yan Shu was the one to blame.

When Song Beiyun was still on the road, there was already a quarrel in the court because Yan Shu betrayed the class, but they could only blame Yan Shu from other sources. After all, he was assassinated, which was regarded as treason.

But these are the blood of the old men, Song Beiyun didn't care and didn't bother to care, he took five days to return to Jinling, and then disappeared from everyone's sight again.

Lord Fu was very satisfied with this mission and gave Song Beiyun a verbal commendation.

"No, my lord. I took such a big risk, and you gave me a verbal reward?"

The hand of King Fu holding the wine glass stopped in the air, and he squinted at Song Beiyun: "What do you want more? How about giving you a king with a different surname?"

"Oh...just kidding, just kidding." Song Beiyun waved his hands again and again: "That thing is useless."

Fu Wang laughed instead: "Now the chaos in the court is full of flames of war. Although the matter was quelled by you, can you let outsiders know?"

"I've already said hello to the Feng family." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "If my news gets out, he will be the first one to let him go."

"He must have informed many aristocratic families."

"It's okay, I don't care about other people, I only focus on the key responsible persons." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "No matter who leaks the news, I will find the Feng family."

King Fu laughed loudly: "Your hands are really black."

Song Beiyun's attack was black, and when the news came to Jinling, the entire court was shocked. Firstly, the upstarts were too courageous, and secondly, the imperial envoy's methods were so cruel that it was outrageous.

But this time the pot was not Song Beiyun's, but it also attracted debates about virtue, and the court is now raging with war.

"I don't care about internal affairs, I'm only responsible for killing people." Song Beiyun stared at him while holding up his wine glass: "They made a fuss, and when it was finally my turn to act, their mouths naturally closed."

"You will leave a bad name like this."

"My lord." Song Beiyun raised his head and looked at King Fu: "Eternal infamy or a country with thousands of borders, which one do you choose?"

Fu Wang didn't answer, but just drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, ate the fish he brought from Jiangcheng, and after pondering for a long time, he just shook his head and chuckled.

"What do you plan to do next?"

"If it wasn't for this sudden incident, I would have returned to Chang'an a long time ago. There are too many things to do. But now I have no choice but to wait until the first round of cleaning is completed in the court, and the officials return to Jinling to restore my freedom. After I die, I can continue." Song Beiyun supported his head and said, "Chang'an is much more exciting than Jinling. And my lord, the military reform is urgent, if it is delayed, there will be wars and disasters everywhere."

How could King Fu not know, he sighed and said, "Tomorrow I will ask Mr. Zuo to come here to discuss this matter."

"Well, I won't show up." Song Beiyun got up and filled a glass of wine for King Fu: "Thank you, my lord."