Song Beiyun

"If you don't mend it, you'll starve to death." Song Beiyun frowned and said, "Look at you looking around, you're trying to dig out two or three taels of ashes in the cracks in the wall?"

The Minister of the Household Department turned his head and ignored him, but continued: "Even if subsidies are distributed, how many can actually fall into the hands of farmers?"

"That's a problem." Fu Wang sighed softly: "But you still have to make up."

Song Beiyun waved his hand and said: "This matter is relatively simple. It directly puts pressure on the governors of various places. Just tell them that the central government conducts spot checks from time to time, and if anyone is not found to be in the right place, they will be chopped down with a knife. At that time, a few heads will be pulled out." If it is implemented, it will be buried at the gate of their city, once and for all."

"You..." Fu Wang stared: "Is it because you are afraid that people will not turn against you? You have already been punished by heaven for harming the harmony of heaven. Are you still killing me?"

Song Beiyun shrank his neck resentfully: "If you kill it, you will kill it, just to give way to the young man."

When he said this, everyone in the room looked at him. After all, the youngest person present was 50 years old. His words were tantamount to offending everyone here...

"Don't, don't, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean that. I meant those old men who were cautious about things. They didn't want to offend those who didn't want to offend this one. In the end, they couldn't get anything done."

"Get out! Go stand at the door." King Fu snorted coldly: "If you don't go out again, I'll beat you out!"

Song Beiyun got up resentfully, and stood at the door with his head downcast. After a while, the courtiers in the small meeting came out one after another. Seeing his appearance, they either laughed or shook their heads and sighed.

After Fu Wang and Lao Ding came out, Fu Wang kicked his ass: "Are you dizzy from the heat? Dare to say anything?"

Lao Ding covered his mouth with a fan and sniggered. Song Beiyun pointed at him, "It's Lao Ding. Lao Ding said so when he discussed with me. I'll follow his advice."

"Song Shaobao, don't accuse the old man." Old Ding put away his fan with a snap: "I didn't ask you to kick all the old people out."

"You literati are really insidious." Song Beiyun put his hands on his hips: "That's fine, I'll explain it to them tomorrow, just say that Prime Minister Ding is a righteous man, even though he wanted to set up a stele for a party member before, But later on, seeing that your brains are not bright at your age, I can't bear it, and now I'm more troublesome."

Fu Wang flicked his sleeves: "Stop talking nonsense, what are you arguing with Ding Xiang?"

Lao Ding nodded: "That's right."

Song Beiyun glanced sideways at Lao Ding, chuckled but didn't say anything else, after all, it was just a drama planned by the two before, and he had to give those people a wake-up call, if they didn't do anything, they would be replaced by young people. It means Lao Ding's meaning, and the words came out of Song Beiyun's mouth.

Although he was a gun for Lao Ding this time, Lao Ding is really not easy to say these things. Firstly, what Song Beiyun said can be regarded as young and frivolous, and secondly, it is a vaccination. If it is true Lao Ding went to say that things got serious.

"Okay, I slaughtered a goose at home today, and I will send it to my family later, and I will ask Song Shaobao to eat the goose as compensation." Old Ding Yun said with a light smile: "However, there has been a lot of grievances in various places recently. It is said that the severe drought is a disaster caused by the dispute between the emperor and the people, so I don't know what good strategy Song Shaobao has?"

"Kill a batch..."

Fu Wang kicked his ass again: "Speak well."

"For the current plan, the best way is actually for the official to come back immediately, and then he will come to make it rain." Song Beiyun spread his hands and said: "It can either be begging, or let the thieves make it rain, and it has to rain!"

King Fu and Lao Ding looked at each other, and they both thought that what Song Beiyun said was just for Tu Yile, which was pure nonsense.

But Song Beiyun didn't think so. He pointed to the sky and said: "The biggest trouble of being an emperor is to depend on the sky to act. This is a big taboo. The sky knows people after death, so we must find a way to deal with the sky."

"Full of nonsense."

Fu Wang was about to leave with his hands behind his back, but Lao Ding yelled: "My lord, wait a minute. Listen to this kid."

"It's treason to say anything further, what do you listen to?"

King Fu still left, while Lao Ding dragged Song Beiyun to sit under the corridor: "You mean to abolish the emperor and establish the emperor?"

"Old Ding, you are outrageous."

"Say!" Lao Ding frowned: "I am more than enough to be your father, and you are still here with me, Lao Ding, Lao Ding."

"Then you marry your daughter to me too, you don't have a daughter...you have a niece, right? Tell me why your niece doesn't like Young Master Zuo?"

Lao Ding raised his sleeves and tried to fight, but Song Beiyun fled three feet away, then jumped back and said, "Zuo Fang is pretty good, why don't you look down on her? Is it because the young master of Dingguo's family is not good enough for your niece or what? "

"How can a good girl in the scholarly family be ruined by such a dude. It is better to marry you as a concubine than to marry him as a wife." Lao Ding said with displeasure in his tone: "I have not done business for more than [-] years. The person you want is the crown prince, and my Ding family doesn't like it either."

"Then you have your eye on me? Thank you, Ding Xiang."

Lao Ding didn't say anything, but that was probably what he meant. If there was no one to choose, he would rather choose Song Beiyun than Zuo Fang.Although Song Beiyun's style is not very good, but what he has done so far must be recorded in the annals of history, and he created a discipline with his own strength, which is already a remarkable achievement. If your private life is chaotic, please be chaotic, scholar Can your flowers be called flowers?That's called Merry, and everything under Merry is good talk.

What kind of thing is Zuo Fang?

"It takes a lot of perseverance to establish a human emperor."

"Take your time." Song Beiyun said, waving his fingers, "First of all, we have to deal with the matter of carrying clouds and raining on behalf of the Son of Heaven."

"What are your plans? I have never encountered such a severe drought in my life. You can make him rain, and that's what the gods did."

Song Beiyun laughed and said, "Ding Xiang, just watch it when the time comes."

Chapter 675: On July 7th, 9th Year

They talk about big plans, but when they are put into practice, they are also drumming in their hearts. The rocket is now a semi-finished product, and two major problems have not been completely solved. One is unstable climbing, and the other is not exploding at the predetermined altitude.

If these two problems cannot be solved, artificial rainfall is just a joke, and people will pretend to be ghosts on it for a long time, and if it doesn't work here, it will be a big joke.

Therefore, the tackling and overcoming difficulties team began to work overtime across the board, and the high and low life and death had to deal with this matter.

Another seven days have passed, and the voices of the government and the people are getting louder and louder. If there is no action, the pressure of public opinion will accumulate too much, and something will happen if it is not kept together.

So no matter what, King Fu will have to come up with countermeasures today, and dealing with such things is nothing more than praying for rain.

"Gambling, this is just a gambling." Song Beiyun put his hands behind his back and looked solemnly at King Fu in a fine attire: "My lord, it's your fault that you opened the mouth. Smash the sign."

"If you don't open it, the government will issue an edict against yourself." King Fu was a little fat, and he was already sweating after wearing the heavy dress for a while: "Gamble, if it doesn't work, I will ask for guilt and go to the Taimiao for three years." .”

Song Beiyun gritted his teeth and said, "I hope the prince's blessing is still there."

"I hope your blessing is still there." Fu Wang laughed: "Go, get ready. This king depends entirely on you."

Song Beiyun felt that he shouldn't have boasted about Lao Ding at the time, and he couldn't tell that Lao Ding, who usually had an academic style, was also a master who caused trouble and didn't think it was a big deal.

"Okay, the two generations of Fu generals from the Song Dynasty have come together."

When they arrived at the sacrificial place outside the city, Lao Ding had already been waiting in front of him as soon as he got off the carriage, but Song Beiyun was there in the attire of a bodyguard, and did not participate in the sacrificial ceremony as his Prince Shaobao.

And the people around were already full of people. Everyone heard that Lord Fu, who is loved by Wanmin, prayed for rain in person. Everyone was very excited. People kept rushing in one direction. In order to build momentum, the officials did not stop them from coming to watch the ceremony, but they didn't expect that There are actually so many people in Jinling City, and there are not so many people at ordinary times, and they don't know where they jumped out of.

"You go." Prince Fu turned his head and said to Song Beiyun: "If it doesn't work, Cheng'er will be entrusted to you."

Song Beiyun shivered at the time: "If you don't succeed, you will succeed!"

King Fu snorted, turned to Lao Ding and said, "President Ding, let's begin."

Ding Xiang stepped forward and patted Song Beiyun's shoulder, and took a deep breath: "This is going to read the Manifesto for Dispute. If you fail, I will take the blame and sue the old man. The official career is in your hands, Song Shaobao."

"I know, I know." Song Beiyun took a step back, clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to the two veterans: "I'm going."

Song Beiyun evacuated the scene, and the fast horse ran all the way to the outermost area. There were nearly a thousand honeycomb rockets arranged on the mountain over there. In order to increase the probability of success, the thousand rockets were arranged in a semicircular area. Lord Fu gave an order.

"Is the final preparation done?" Song Beiyun rubbed his nose: "If you don't succeed, follow me to farm, do you hear me?"

The students below were all shaking their hands and feet. They were used to verifying the results before confirming the results. Now this hastily launched project made them a little scared.

"There is still about an hour to check the equipment!"

While inspecting the equipment, Prime Minister Ding had already stepped onto the stage and began to read a call to arms, a call to heaven.This is the first time an official has dared to play like this since the business.When he first started to read, someone felt that something was wrong.

As the voice in the speaker became more and more passionate, the people below finally reacted. Countless people went from being stunned at the beginning, to furious later, and finally crying.

"Destroy the ancestors! You are destroying the ancestors!"

Down there was the white-haired old man crying, but he was stopped by the guards outside the arena. The people didn't understand, so after inquiring, they found out that Ding Xiangnian was not praying for blessings but begging for heaven...

This can be regarded as a frying pan. Many people's emotions began to become aroused. They were swearing and yelling, and Ding Xiang's voice began to weaken. He didn't expect so many people to come today. It was a big deal. Now, if he fails...he may not be able to retreat unscathed.

But when things got to this point, the people above had no way out. With the climax of the call-to-action, Prince Fu went up to the altar with his sword, and music was played around him, and King Fu began to dance swords to the music.

Of course he wouldn't beg for rain, but just like what Song Beiyun said, this thing is a brand new model, no one has seen it before, just make it handsome and it's over.

The Lord Fu above was dancing his sword, and the soldiers below were fighting fou and singing, and flicking their swords to meet him.

"It's windy! It's windy!!!"

Someone among the people suddenly shouted, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, because with the progress of Lord Fu and the soldiers, the originally sweltering weather unexpectedly became windy.

Song Beiyun was stunned by this scene, and he murmured: "No way, my lord...you are too amazing."

However, the wind is the wind, but the wind is just a member of the atmosphere group. The wind gradually increased, and the dust was rolled up, making the sky and the earth foggy, but it never meant to rain, and the clouds began to gather.

"It's over, it's going to be hard to go down." Next to Song Beiyun, a student who always likes to observe the sky shouted: "Rain Cloud is going to pass!"

Song Beiyun was also anxious, but if the on-court process was not completed, it wouldn't look good when it rained...

But fortunately, at this moment, the prince on the altar suddenly stabbed his sword into the ground, and the tens of thousands of soldiers started to stomp their feet at the same time, and there was a feeling like an earthquake in an instant, and then they saw King Fu moving heavily and slowly. Take up the sword.

"Heaven does not follow the law! Destroy the sky on behalf of the emperor!"

After one sound, the salute guns arranged around roared in unison, and the people immediately boiled up, and the scene exploded with a buzz.

And this was also the trigger signal for the rocket. Song Beiyun raised the red flag and waved it vigorously, and then all the acid batteries were connected to the wires and the circuit was connected the moment he waved the flag.

Hundreds of rockets flew into the sky with a buzzing sound, and they disappeared into the clouds, and then there was a muffled sound, like a war drum sounding in the clouds generally.

The people below were terrified, they thought it was the heavenly soldiers and generals who came down to punish the world.

But at the next moment, dragon-like lightning flashed in the clouds, and then a thunderclap resounded across the world. Countless people were so frightened that they could only prostrate on the ground, covering their ears and muttering their sins.

But Fu Wang and Ding Xiang stood there motionless on the field.

The electric light is getting denser and denser, because this is the electric charge effect brought by the metal powder released from the explosive part.

After the dense thunder and lightning, the clouds were still churning up and down, as if there was a huge monster inside.

"Second round!" Song Beiyun raised the flag again: "Get ready!"

After reloading, everyone got ready, the flag fell again, and the second round of rockets went straight into the sky. Just at this moment, a bolt of lightning fell on Song Beiyun's side along the path of the rocket exhaust, and a big tree was smashed into pieces on the spot. Lightning struck wood.

"Holding the grass, isn't it..." Song Beiyun immediately got down on the ground: "Everyone lie down! Lie down!!!"

Everyone was lying on the ground, but their eyes were fixed on the rockets flying into the clouds.

The second round of explosions sounded, and the clouds seemed to have calmed down, gradually getting lower.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

More and more raindrops hit Song Beiyun's face, and soon the raindrops turned into heavy rain. The torrential rain mixed with the strong wind formed a strong convective weather, which stirred up the atmosphere in an instant. The entire large area and even around Jinling began to fall There was a long-lost heavy rain.

"It's done!"

Song Beiyun was the first to jump up, and then everyone jumped up. They took off their hats and yelled and jumped on the hillside regardless of being soaked. They let loose in this pouring rain.

And the common people went crazy too, they stretched out their hands and opened their mouths, excitedly feeling the long-lost rain.

The dry and cracked ground was moistened by the rain, and the leaves quickly absorbed the water, turning the leaves into a bright new green.

King Fu and Ding Xiang stood on the high platform, looking up at the sky for a long time and could not calm down. Ding Xiang's locks were blown away by the strong wind, and his long hair fell down his shoulders. Wanli. Father Xuan can still be afraid of future generations, but the husband should not be too young."

Suddenly, he laughed out loud, the scholar's arrogance even overwhelmed the battle-hardened general at this moment.

"The sky is nothing more than that! It's nothing more than that!" Ding Xiang pointed to the sky and shouted, "He's also a bully, but that's all!!!"

The people who were crying for their father and mother were all stunned on the spot. They felt the heavy rain falling on their bodies quietly, but it was like a knife falling on their hearts.

It turns out that the sky they were looking forward to... was nothing more than that after all.

Standing with his sword leaning on his sword, King Fu saw Ding Xiang, who was surrounded by spirits, and stretched out his hand to push him: "Tell me, are we really getting old?"

Ding Xiang gradually regained his composure, but his eyes suddenly became transparent. He let the strong wind make his drenched clothes rattle, and said softly, "I'm old, it's time to be old."

Fu Wang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "How fortunate that I can still fight against the sky when I am old!"

At this time, Ding Xiang's eyes drifted to those young people who were noisy on the hillside in the distance, and he seemed to see himself more than 30 years ago in a trance, and tears filled his eyes.

"That's great, it's really great." Zhao Xiang murmured: "After all, the sun and the moon have been changed, and the end will live up to the thick soil and finally live up to the wish."

Chapter 676: Sunny September 7, Six Years

Can a single rain alleviate a widespread natural disaster?Obviously it is impossible, the affected area has spread to more than half of China, and it doesn't matter if it rains in such a place.

But the rumors that this rain can wipe out the turmoil. It turns out that it is not necessary to blame oneself to relieve the drought, and the king of Fu begs for the sky, and everyone is saying that God is not that great. It's a bullying thing.

Things in this world are like this, as long as they are soft, people will look down on them, and the same is true for people like the sky. When there is no reverence for the gods and Buddhas in the sky, naturally there is no such thing as whether to plead guilty or not to plead guilty.

"Is there that many people in total?"

"There are also some wealthy businessmen involved, and a few even paid those rogues to spread rumors."

After Song Beiyun listened, he put away the note with a sullen face: "Clean them up and pass the confession to Prime Minister Ding."

"Yes."

Whenever there is a natural disaster, the most terrifying thing is not the disaster itself, but the turmoil that accompanies the disaster. Countless dynasties have fallen into this cycle of reincarnation. Help people mess up?

So at this time, those who confuse people's hearts should be caught, and if one is not enough, one should be caught. If someone finds faults, they should be investigated and dealt with severely. The critical period of reform must not be stopped by anything.