Song Beiyun

Thinking about it, it is true that the three countries have reached an agreement. Jin Guo, let alone drink soup, can't get a little bit of bone dregs. This in disguise is a wave of Jin Guo's strength.

It is impossible for any thoughtful emperor to let them toss like this. Besides, the Kingdom of Jin and the Grassland are still allies, how could he be thrown off?

"What do you two think?" Fo Baonu raised his head and looked at Zhao He and Grassland Khan: "Should it be held as scheduled or postponed? I think it is better to hold it as scheduled."

"I agree to the extension." Zhao Xing spread out his hands: "It would be best to extend it for half a year."

Fo Baonu glared at him fiercely: "Why?"

"My auxiliary minister is not in good health, and I want to wait for him to recuperate."

This can do it?Really wait for Song Beiyun to come, they are still talking about shit!It would be strange not to be knocked to the bone and absorb the marrow, and to dig holes everywhere.

"I also agree to postpone." The little princess of the grassland translated Dahan's words: "But it needs to be completed before autumn, half a year is too long."

Under the two-to-one disadvantage, Fo Baonu was silent for a moment: "It is possible to postpone, but not for half a year. When Emperor Wanyan arrives, the meeting must be held immediately."

Zhao Xing looked at Fo Baonu: "What are you afraid of? Brother Yelu."

Fo Baonu snorted coldly and ignored him, but looked at Grassland Khan: "Then it will be the second day after Emperor Wanyan arrives."

Da Khan nodded after listening to his daughter's translation: "Yes."

"Hi..." Zhao Xing shook his head silently, "It's boring."

After finishing speaking, he got up first and shook the dragon robe: "I'm going back to change clothes. I'm dying from the heat. There will be a fireworks show in Chang'an at night. You can go and see it if you are sweaty."

After he finished speaking, he left, and Da Khan waited for his daughter to finish the translation, then smiled and nodded to Fo Baonu and said, "This Emperor of Song is very interesting."

"Emperor Tu." Fo Baonu chuckled and said, "There's no manners."

Da Khan shook his head and said, "You should be frivolous, just like the guys in our grassland."

Fo Baonu frowned slightly. She had been listening to Song Beiyun saying that the grassland must not be underestimated. At that moment just now, she deeply felt the feeling Song Gou said, because just from this sweaty man It can be seen from his bearing and mind that this is definitely a person who can create a prosperous world.

"Khan, please feel free." Fo Baonu also got up: "Just treat this place as your own mansion. You are also an athlete on horseback, so don't learn from the scholar of Song Dynasty. There are too many rules to disappoint."

After speaking, she turned and left.After returning to the side hall, she summoned her subordinates: "Order Han Qi to come quickly and hurry! There will be a fierce battle in Chang'an."

The Khan who was left in place smiled and said to his daughter: "The two monarchs of Song and Liao should not be underestimated."

The little princess tilted her head and looked at him: "Father Khan, why do you say that?"

"The emperor of the Song Dynasty looks frivolous, but his eyes are bright and firm, and he has already made up his mind. Although the emperor of the Liao Kingdom is a bit feminine, his mind is changeable and he is observant. He is not easy to get along with." Da Khan took off his hat and smiled. Get up: "It's just that there seems to be some gap between the two."

"Okay, my daughter is not interested in these things." The little princess said with a smile on her face, "I'll take Father Khan to Chang'an to eat delicious food!"

"You just want to eat before I punish you?" Da Khan's expression became serious: "What if something happens on the way?"

"Isn't it all right? The wolf cub will have to forage for himself one day." The little princess stuffed the pastry into her mouth: "And my daughter has been here for almost a year, and she has learned a lot. Talk slowly on the way. Tell Father Khan."

"Unfortunately, I wanted to see Song Beiyun, but I never thought that he would not be here."

"He, Father Khan doesn't know what he did in Jinling City, walk around, and my daughter will tell you as she walks."

Chapter 684: Sunny September 4, Six Years

"Father, let me tell you, this is really delicious."

The little princess still looked innocent, but when Khan, who was dressed in casual clothes, saw her fluent in Chinese in Hanfu, he felt vaguely uneasy.

It is true that the grassland is very bitter, sometimes unbearable, but in the final analysis, the desert is their hometown. Even if they covet the Central Plains, their hometown is always in the wilderness of that day.

But now a large number of tribesmen are pouring into the Han land, speaking Chinese, wearing Han clothes, marrying Han people, and marrying Han wives. After this, the grassland will no longer be a grassland within a few generations, and the eagle on the grassland will become the home of the Central Plains. The sparrow lost the ability to soar into the sky.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing."

But as a big sweat, he has the responsibility to feed and clothe his clansmen, but relying on a grassland cannot satisfy the growing population, so here must be attached to the rich Central Plains Dynasty.

When it was weak, the grassland could use force to exchange for supplies, but now it is strong, so strong that the grassland can no longer match it. At this time, if you want to eat and clothe yourself, you can only maintain the current posture.

Cooperation, the country will perish after a few generations.Without cooperation, winter is approaching, and the grassland can no longer stand the torment of hunger.If it wasn't for Chang'an's food last year, the number of people on the grassland would have decreased by at least [-]%. Seeing such a tragic situation, even people who are as hard as steel will inevitably feel sad.

Difficult, difficult to travel.

Da Khan looked up to the sky and sighed, but found that it was not the whistling wind of the royal court in Mobei, but the noisy noise of Jingxiu Chang'an.

"Father Khan, I have thought about it. I want to learn the technology well in the Song Dynasty, and then go back to the desert and build our Chang'an!"

The little princess said childishly: "At that time, I will also let our clansmen have enough to eat, wear cotton-padded jackets and read and write!"

Da Khan smiled and touched his daughter's head. He has a total of 25 children, both biological and adopted. Even children who are not born to the same mother do not recognize each other, so any child treats him It wasn't that important to him, but after a few days of contact, he found that this little princess was surprisingly cute. She would always say something that made people laugh and cry. She was a child but always loved to make great wishes.

The grassland was about to be defeated. Ever since the defeat in the Battle of the Two Golds, the Golden Horde had been much worse than before. Now the nineteen ministries in the south were about to move, but the nobles in the north were still fighting among themselves.If this continues, the grassland will once again be dominated by the Central Plains.

And where are they wrong, who would want to be bullied and slaughtered.

Today's Chang'an demonstrates the national power of Song and Liao, so strong and unscrupulous, but looking back at the grassland, it has not changed from 20 years ago.

how to winHow can this be won?Negotiate?If you can't even win on the battlefield, what can you do in negotiations?

Da Khan's heart was heavy, the more prosperous Chang'an was, the more despair he felt.Because Chang'an only represents a corner of Song and Liao, they still have a huge land and a huge population.

Isn't the arrogance of the Song Emperor and the bearing of the Liao Emperor based on the majestic city?

Grassland...

"Father Khan, when the desert gets better in the future, we will also hold fireworks conferences every now and then!" The little princess looked at the fireworks that began to bloom in the sky, and said with longing in her eyes: "I heard that this is burning money. , burning money to make the people happy. That’s great..."

What the little princess said made Da Khan smile and shook his head: "I'm tired, let's go back."

"okay."

Reluctantly, the little princess followed Da Khan to the place where she was staying, and sat in the small garden with her father. She chattered endlessly about the appearance of the Song Dynasty and what Song Beiyun had done.

Da Khan didn't have any special meaning for this, because he knew that the Han people's model didn't work well for them, but seeing his daughter talking happily, he didn't interrupt her.

"I think, if the state of Song can do it, so can we! When Chang'an in Mobei is built, we will also invite them to our place."

The Great Khan shook his head and asked with a smile, "How are the laborers of the Khanate?"

"They are all very good. Tomorrow I will take Father Khan to have a look."

Although Song Beiyun is well-known in the field of diplomacy for plucking geese, and the diplomatic community avoids him like a plague god, but there are some things that are remarkable. Although this person is detestable, his diplomatic credibility is full. Song Beiyun would always be used as a guarantor for transactions between countries in the Western Regions.

So the promises he made will be well fulfilled, and so will those workers.After half a year of training, the laborers have now reached the established positions, not to mention equal pay for equal work, and very cheap board and lodging services. I can’t say how good the living conditions are, but it is definitely much better than living in a yurt. Four to six people in one room.

There are even very self-willed family dormitories, which are generally a relatively large dormitory divided into two parts for two families to use, and then equipped with shared toilets and kitchens.

In comparison, the conditions are very good, and more importantly, Chang'an has introduced a local bill, that is, if the training is qualified, even if it is not assigned to a job temporarily, a basic living allowance will be paid.

Most of the grassland laborers are satisfied with this, and the remaining small part may not be able to adapt to study and were sent back through the grassland envoys. As for abuse and bullying, such things happen in Chang'an itself. They are very hard-working, and many bosses especially like to hire them.

On the second day, Prairie Khan, under the leadership of the little princess, privately visited several grassland labor-intensive industries, which are generally manual labor such as factories, but it is said to be physical labor, but such physical energy consumption is compared to labor on the grassland. It's been a very easy job.

When they went there, it was lunch time after work. Chang'an had already developed the bad habit of eating three meals a day, and even the workers also ate three meals together.They have a lot of choices, either spend some money to buy food in many places with canteen signs, or bring their own food from their residences. Chang’an’s iron equipment is well developed, and they will all be given an iron box for cooking. .

During the lunch break, the workers sat in groups of three or four under the shade of the trees and ate their meals shirtless. Although they were not very clean after a morning of work, they looked like they had never been whipped or abused. trace.

Da Khan went up to chat with people, and when they saw him wearing expensive clothes but speaking his native dialect, they all gathered around and chatted while eating.

"How are you doing here?"

"Okay, very good." A young man of eighteen or nineteen patted his belly and said, "I can eat enough every day, and I still have some spare money to take back to my grandma. Grandma asked someone to write a letter, saying that she I bought a coat with my money, so I won’t be afraid of the cold in winter.”

And an older laborer next to him said with a smile: "Working here is better than driving horses at home. Da Song is good. You can eat enough and not be bullied. Chang'an is a good place."

Their appeals are very simple. When Dahan asked them to talk about their wishes, some said they wanted to find a wife, some said they hoped that there would be more meat in the dishes in the cafeteria, and some said they wanted more monthly money so that they could go Whoring, some even said that they hoped that the foreman would not force them to take a bath... This was scolded by the profuse sweat. Now that summer is coming, no one can stand it without taking a bath.

Anyway, it was the kind of low-level and low-level hope, but it was this low-level appeal that made Da Khan feel ashamed when he heard it.

Because when they were in the grassland, the only hope for most of them was to survive the winter.

Survive the winter... Oh, what a humble wish, but such a humble wish has become an unavoidable problem on the grassland every year.

This made him, a majestic emperor of the prairie, feel extremely lost for the first time. He felt that he had failed very much.

"Father... Dear, you don't know. In the Song Dynasty, if someone starved to death somewhere, the local officials would be punished." The little princess said seriously: "As long as it is discovered, it is a felony."

Da Khan raised his head: "Is there such a thing?"

The workers next to him nodded and said, "When we were studying, we heard about this. It was said that the magistrate of a certain place asked him to take care of an old man who died of starvation and was imprisoned."

The little princess quickly explained: "It's not that I'm locked up, it's that points are deducted and dismissed for inspection. If the score can't be improved in the second year, I will never be hired."

The Great Khan had heard of Song State's official rating system and unannounced visit system, but these were not available on the grasslands, because the grasslands still have a certain degree of tribal self-control, and if they were forced to centralize power, some people would rebel.

This is the most uncomfortable thing for Da Khan, but there is nothing he can do about it.

Saying goodbye to these workers, they went to another textile factory. Many of the people here are female workers from the grassland. They can work here for up to eight hours a day, but most of them are voluntary, because their Work is called the piece system, more pay for more work.As long as these female workers are more diligent, their monthly income can easily exceed that of the men in the family.

This is one of the enviable jobs even in Song Dynasty, but not everyone has the ability to get in. If you want to get in, you have to go through some back doors.

"Father Khan, let me tell you." The little princess said seriously: "The owners of these textile factories are all women. Da Song is really too powerful. Here women can make a lot of money without relying on flesh and blood. Those who dare to bully."

As far as the grassland is concerned, although not all tribes, many tribes still maintain the habit of treating women as goods until now, and they can exchange their wives for anything. Although he has also promulgated decrees to prohibit them, private transactions It has been repeatedly banned, and even many women think it is a matter of course.

"Girls in the Song Dynasty can study, take exams, and even become officials." The little princess was full of joy when she said this: "When I finish my studies, I will also go to the exam."

Da Khan sighed in his heart for no reason. Judging from the bits and pieces here, Chang'an seems to have become a completely strange world to him.

The country is rich and the people are strong, and the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong. Looking back at the grassland, there is only a lonely courage left.

Courage is not omnipotent. It is impossible to use a weak body against strong ships and guns. No matter how strong a man is, he has a mortal body.

"Times have changed."

Da Khan looked up at the sky and sighed, "What do you think?"

"Ah? Me?" The little princess pondered for a moment with her not-so-bright mind: "I don't know."

Da Khan shook his head slightly: "Then how do you think the grassland will change?"

"Become the same as Da Song!" The little princess replied innocently: "It would be nice not to have to starve to death every year."

After hearing this, Da Khan just shook his head and smiled wryly. If the grassland wanted to change, it would definitely be an earth-shattering battle, and what should we do then?

But just as my daughter said, if the grassland remains unchanged, the gap between it and Song and Liao will become farther and farther, and in the end it is only worthy of becoming a vassal. How can a nation like an eagle tolerate being a vassal of others?

And even if the grassland remains unchanged, as long as more and more grassland people have seen the scenery of the Song and Liao Dynasties, they will force the grassland to change.

Sometimes the reform is not voluntary, it is an uncoordinated trend, as long as the reforms of the Song and Liao Dynasties are successful, the grassland must be reformed, otherwise the problems that will arise in the future cannot be solved by the reform.

"Father Khan, I know what you are worried about." The little princess looked up at her father: "When I was studying in the academy, my husband said a word, he said that everyone who studies here is the future The ruler of the Song Dynasty is the bridge of change. Because as long as there is light in the Song Dynasty, those who have never seen the light will know what the sun is."

Da Khan gasped when he heard this sentence, and looked at his daughter in astonishment: "Is it really like this?"

"Daughter thinks so." The little princess nodded seriously: "If you ask the laborers now whether they can go back to the grassland, they won't go back. The girls in my dormitory say they don't want to go back even if they die. If you find someone to marry, you have to settle in Chang'an."

Da Khan clenched his fist tightly. He was angry in his heart, but he was helpless, because he couldn't blame someone for lighting the torch, could he?People are like moths, they will jump towards the bright place, this is the general trend.

"I see." Da Khan bit his cheek and said, "It seems that you have learned a lot."

"Oh...Father Khan, those colleges are really amazing. All the gentlemen in them are very capable, and they have learned a lot." The little princess nodded and said, "That's amazing."

"It's not them who are really good." Dahan smiled and patted his daughter's head: "The one who is good is Song Beiyun."

"Of course he is powerful." The little princess raised her head proudly: "Everyone in Chang'an knows that he is powerful."

And what is Song Beiyun, who has been praised so much, doing now?

He is speaking impassionedly to hundreds of young leaders about the future of the country and what changes the world needs to get the truth.

"So, the core of everything is these four words." Song Beiyun turned his head and wrote four words on the blackboard: "Materialism."

It is very difficult to tell the people of this era about doctrine, but young people are good at learning. What they have is a life of daring to fight and boiling blood.It is the world itself that they are looking for vigorously.

And even Song Beiyun himself didn't realize that he was quietly creating an era, which was destined to shine brightly in history like Europe after the Renaissance.

Of course, this is not what he is seeking now. His only requirement now is to be able to establish a school of materialism, a complete philosophical system in a short period of time. At the same time, he is both the proposer and the learner of this school. We must move forward with the times and continue to improve.

After everything is stuck at the critical point, only a single spark is needed, and the real flame will rush forward, burning all the decay and acne in this world, forming a torrent and a tsunami, destroying everything that dares to stop A reef of progress and prosperity.

The simple concept of science students occupies the absolute peak at this moment. As a firm atheist, Song Beiyun is now more passionate than everyone else.

After nearly three hours of class, Song Beiyun received a lot of applause, not only people from workshops and engineering colleges, but also people from aristocratic families.

They all agree with Song Beiyun's philosophy and his understanding of the world, of course, there are also his apostasy and total negation of the family world.

"The emperor is a symbol and a symbol. His job is to lead the people of a country into a more glorious realm. If he can't do it, let those who can do it. No emperor is ordered by heaven, he can only be the heart of the people. direction!"

Song Beiyun raised one hand and waved his arms high: "The people here are everyone, people with mud on their trousers, people with black ash on their wrists, hawkers who wake up early, and kotatsu faces. The person who is red from the fire is the student in the school, anyone we can see!"

The atmosphere of the audience suddenly reached its peak, and thunderous applause broke out.