Song Beiyun

Anyway, when they were eating, they asked Song Beiyun to compose poems and inscriptions, and when they returned home, Song Beiyun was full of "brother, brother, brother" in his dreams.

"You talked in your sleep last night and called your sister all night."

When she got up early, Zuo Rou sat on the chair beside the bed with Erlang's legs crossed and a stick in her hand, with a bad expression on her face: "I can't even shake you, tell me, which sister makes you so obsessed."

"It's not enough to be obsessed." Song Beiyun rubbed his head: "It's purely brainwashed. You can hardly imagine the feeling of being surrounded by twenty teenage girls and calling you brother."

When he told Zuo Rou about what happened yesterday, Zuo Rou laughed like a goose. The scene was really too funny. I never expected that girl Xu Li would actually take Song Beiyun out as a showpiece. Shared it with my little sister.

"But it's nice to see you."

"Enjoy, why don't you enjoy it?" Song Beiyun put on his wooden clogs and poured himself a cup of tea: "This is because I'm getting older. If I were younger, it wouldn't be you who fell asleep next to me this morning."

Because of this sentence, Song Beiyun was chased by Zuorou for eight streets, and was chased to the breakfast shop at the entrance of the alley wearing only big pants.

"You have guts!" Zuo Rou panted with her hips crossed. She had not exercised for a long time after giving birth, and now her physical fitness is obviously not as good as before. In the past, she would be able to catch up with eight blocks.

"I'm going to tell Aunt Hong."

Zuo Rou's biggest improvement now is her self-knowledge. She knows that she can't beat Song Beiyun, but she also knows who can beat him!

"No, no." Song Beiyun bought two drawers of steamed stuffed buns on credit at the steamed stuffed bun shop, "I'll give you the money later."

"Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, Mr. Song can eat my buns, it's a villain's honor."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop obviously held back his laughter when he spoke. He never expected that the speaker of Chang'an City, Northwest King Song Beiyun would also be the one who would be chased out of eight streets by his wife with a stick early in the morning.

On this point, there doesn't seem to be much difference between men.

Carrying the bun, Song Beiyun cautiously approached Zuo Rou: "Can you be reasonable? Didn't I just come back, and I didn't spend the night outside."

"come here!"

"No, you'll be beaten." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Your attack doesn't matter how serious it is. What if something goes wrong with it?"

And just when Song Beiyun and Zuo Rou were in a stalemate, a fast horse stopped at the mouth of the box, and then a household official in red hurried over.

He passed Song Beiyun and almost stopped the car, but Song Beiyun yelled, "Chen Qing, I'm here."

The household official stopped abruptly and turned around to look at Song Beiyun. He was surprised for a while when he found him dressed like this, before he stepped forward and cupped his hands, "Song...Master Song."

"What's the matter, you're in such a hurry early in the morning."

"5 people... The first batch of [-] refugees from the grassland arrived at the city of Chang'an, and now the city defense army has controlled them, waiting for the resettlement of adults."

Song Beiyun groaned, "Why did you arrive early?"

As he spoke, he walked back quickly, handed the steamed bun to Zuo Rou, and returned to the house to wash and change into his official uniform.

He took two steamed buns from the table and said to the angry Zuorou next to him, "I'm going out."

"Go away, I'm annoyed when I see you! I agreed to take me to Beihai Navy today."

"It's expedient, don't worry."

After he finished speaking, he hurried out, but Zuo Rou stopped him: "Wait!"

"Speak." Song Beiyun looked back at her: "What else does the princess want?"

"A few buns are enough?" Zuo Rou walked to the kitchen and came out with a food box: "It contains the elbows and rice I hid yesterday."

"Why are you hiding your elbows?"

"You don't care about that much, pick it up and leave!"

Carrying the lunch box, Song Beiyun went outside and waved at the household official: "Let's go!"

When I came outside the city, I saw a dark patch in front of me. I looked around and saw some old and weak women and children in ragged clothes. There were no young adults at all, and at most they were children of twelve or thirteen years old.

"Where is Wu Yingwen?" Song Beiyun stood in front of the refugees and shouted, "Come here quickly."

Wu Yingwen, the head of the household registration office, also rushed to Song Beiyun with sweat on his face: "Master Song."

"The line is opened, registration is in batches, and the family is the unit. If you encounter widows and loneliness, record it separately, and then arrange people to distribute the food."

It sounds like 5 people is not a big number, but the real 5 people are in front of you, it is a medium-sized county, and these refugees have traveled thousands of miles all the way, the most important thing now is to resettle them and find them Foothold.

"Put them together first." Song Beiyun was sweating profusely with his hips crossed: "After all the registrations are completed, they will be divided into several residential areas according to the previous plan. And...someone go to the Foreign Affairs Institute to shout The princess of the prairie is here."

The settlement was ten miles outside the city, and the tents used to house the victims had been used again. 5 people entered the resettlement area under the leadership of the city defense army, and at this time the little princess also rushed over.

"Not much to say." Song Beiyun pointed to the residential area: "This place is left to you."

The little princess was a little dazed: "I'm a little scared..."

"What are you afraid of, the things you prepared before can be used."

Chapter 752: Sunny November 8, Seven Years

The resettlement work of disaster victims and refugees is actually very different. Apart from nationality and ethnicity, the biggest difference is that refugees are actually uncertain.

In comparison, the stability of disaster victims lies in that as long as they are given enough food and living space, they are stable, because the land under their feet is their home, and they are willing to obey arrangements and help construction, and even maintain order spontaneously .

But refugees are completely different. They come from afar without any support, and there are too many uncertainties in the whole. They are caused by wars, racial persecution, tribal conflicts, national territorial changes, political asylum, natural disasters, economic deterioration and other reasons. A group who cannot or does not want to return to their country of origin has many special attributes. In addition, they have a strong sense of strangeness after coming to a strange place. Resistance.

This resistance will turn into anger and destructive desire due to discrimination of local people, separation of policies and many other factors.

Song Beiyun once saw on TV what crimes and things the refugees going to Europe committed and what they did. Most people's first reaction was that these refugees were not good people, but in fact, China may have accepted refugees many times in history. However, such a high probability of refugee crime did not appear. Instead, many foreign refugees naturally became local residents.

So aside from the problem of the refugees themselves, here we have to talk about the arrogance and conceit of the white pig. Discrimination against race has a long history in the white pig, with absolute self-confidence and arrogance over others. The kind of animal-feeding kindness and high-handed charity must be exchanged for anger.

So Chang'an is facing the same problem now. It was said in the previous meeting that in order to prevent these refugees from becoming poisonous, the only thing to do is to show fairness to their policies and give them a period of time to adapt. Just like ordinary people, if you don't work, you will be hungry. Anyway, Song Beiyun's idea is very simple, and the plan he came up with is nothing more than three things: fairness, fairness, or fucking fairness.

"how is the situation?"

He came to the temporary settlement where [-] refugees were stationed. The little princess in the grassland was carrying a bag on her back to help a four or five-year-old girl clean up the wound on her foot. Although the child was not old, she looked at Song Beiyun with a terrified expression. .

"not too good."

The little princess was about to cry, and there was a bit of crying in her voice: "They are so pitiful. Such a small child has injuries all over her body and feet. When I asked her if it hurts, she said no."

"Okay." Song Beiyun patted her on the head: "You still have a lot of people to manage."

These refugees trekked all the way and encountered this midsummer weather. The whole camp was smelly, and many people from the medical school were shuttled in it to treat patients. In order to avoid the plague, people in the settlement were temporarily unable to leave. It needs to be isolated and observed for a while before proceeding to the next step.

Construction workers built sanitation facilities on the periphery, such as toilets, water towers, etc. Pumping water is not a problem now. Since Song Beiyun cracked and optimized the water pump of others, now hand-operated water pumps and pedal water pumps have appeared. Many previous problems are solved together.

"The first step is to let them clean themselves first, take a bath when they should, and treat them when they should be treated, and absolutely absolutely not conveniently anywhere. You have experienced the plague yourself and know how terrible that thing is."

"The second step, you have to be their leader and lead them in a good direction. I will cooperate with you as much as possible, but if you really can't control them, I don't have any better way. Understand my Do you mean?"

"The third step is to let them start learning simple Chinese as soon as possible, as long as they can cope with daily work, they can rely on this for their work and study later, otherwise they will not be able to work at that time, but they will be hungry."

Song Beiyun had already mentioned the three-step arrangement before, and now he will explain it to her again, lest she lose her sense of propriety due to panic.

"I see, you are so kind..."

"Are all the people on your grasslands so innocent?" Song Beiyun looked at her curiously: "This is just my job, and it has nothing to do with good or bad."

"I don't care...you are good." The little princess said stubbornly: "You saved me before, and now you have saved so many people. You are a good person."

"You say yes." Song Beiyun stood up, turned his head and shouted: "Is the temporary bathroom ready? Don't waste time!"

It is also a huge project to bathe 5 people. The temporary bathrooms can only be covered with bamboo rafts. Don’t expect hot water. You can only use cold water for washing. Fortunately, it is dog days and the river water is warm, otherwise Some weak people really may not be able to bear it.

The work of the little princess also started quickly. With the help of Da Song's staff, she quickly gained a foothold. The refugees on the grassland also respected her. After all, she is the daughter of the Great Khan, and she is also responsible for Manage food distribution.

It is a happy thing to have a trustworthy leader in an unfamiliar land. Most people will habitually follow such a person. Compared with letting strangers guide and control, this little princess can control the organization effect. Fill up directly.

It took 5 people two days to take a bath, and then their clothes were taken away and burned, because they carried a lot of fleas, ticks and other parasites, and the distribution of new clothes was also arranged by the little princess .

She is grateful, because this kind of thing does not exist in her, or even in the concept of the entire grassland. Before the tribes of the grassland were integrated into the Golden Horde, the tribes encountered such a refuge. The thing is to take these people into slavery.

Not to mention giving new clothes and a place to live, even if you give a bite of leftovers, you have to be grateful. If there is a shortage of food, those who are very old and sick will even be thrown into the wasteland to feed the wolves.

The cruel world view makes people on the grasslands generally not surrender easily, and this time they migrated here because of the escort of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty along the way. These people did not intend to live a good life, but Greed to be able to survive.

It’s just that they really underestimated the greatness of the Song Dynasty and the prosperity of the Central Plains, and when they knew that what was waiting for them was not to be slaves but to work in Chang’an with the first batch of immigrants, although they doubted , but can not help but rejoice.

At this time, the first batch of grassland immigrants must be invited. They have been in Chang'an for two years, and some smart and hardworking ones have even settled here. For the girls in Chang'an, the days of those with crafts are even more prosperous. For example, an old man named Ha He, with his unique skills of nailing horseshoes and repairing donkey hooves, let his son After marrying a daughter-in-law, it seems that he is about to have a grandson.

Those people were invited by Song Beiyun and the little princess to meet their relatives in the refugee settlement, not to mention that they actually found many relatives. Those grassland people looked at these well-dressed compatriots with good looks, and they naturally felt envious in their hearts. There is jealousy, but more of it is that the hanging heart gradually begins to relax.

The first batch of laborers were sitting in the crowd, and those refugees kept asking them questions, and these people didn’t need to lie, they just had to tell the story of their situation in Chang’an in the past two years, and the rest would be interesting. Just figure it out yourself.

They have no culture, but they are not stupid. It is understandable if one or two people act, but the number of the first batch of workers is also [-] to [-], so it is impossible for everyone to act.

"Then do you plan to go back to the grassland in the future?"

"I won't go back, I live comfortably here, I won't go back." A generation of laborers sighed, picked up their little daughter who was born in Chang'an, and said to his brother who was a refugee: "Come, call Big Daddy."

Song Beiyun's arrangement was very beautiful, and he secretly applauded his earlier labor plan. Sure enough, everything in the world pays attention to a cycle of cause and effect, and what you plant will result in what you plant. The first generation of labor policies have With the effect, the future road will be much smoother. When the language problem is solved, the transformation of the grassland into Inner Mongolia is just around the corner.

In the evening, Song Beiyun hosted a banquet for many wealthy businessmen in Chang'an City. These people have at least one large factory with more than a hundred people in their hands. Among other things, they are required to expand their production capacity as much as possible without any worries. All aspects of policies will be different. Those who are inclined and invest in the establishment of minority factories will be exempted from taxation for two years.

In this kind of big boss dinner, the usual bosses with five people and six people are now more polite than anyone else, and they have no better way to face Song Beiyun's pressure, so they can only admit it with their noses pinched.

Moreover, Song Beiyun generally doesn't drink with people he doesn't know well. These rich people who used to raise their glasses and said, "Is it not giving me face if I don't drink it?" With the cold rice soup gurgling down.

"What is the matter? It is such a matter. I hope everyone will continue to work hard to create a bright future for Chang'an."

Song Beiyun is full of style, but it also stems from his credibility. He said that if he can reduce taxes, he will definitely be able to reduce taxes. Naturally, the big businessmen present understand the mystery, and they dare not confront them, so They recognized it one after another.

After the dinner, the lights were already dimmed. Song Beiyun looked out from the building, and the lights were brilliant. Chang'an City seemed to have returned to the prosperity of the prosperous Tang Dynasty that everyone was thinking of.

"Master Song, why don't you go back?"

The little assistant who was just recruited timidly asked Song Beiyun from behind: "It's getting late."

"No hurry." Song Beiyun turned his head and glanced at her: "You can get off work first."

As he spoke, Song Beiyun picked up a jug of cold osmanthus wine and drank it with his head up. He breathed out comfortably, "I don't know what the world will say about Chang'an after a thousand years."

Chapter 753: On September 9, Seven Years, Qingqingzhu Sheerkou

The reconstruction of the disaster area is being carried out in an orderly manner, and the first batch of refugees has also begun to be separated and resettled. At this juncture, the second and third batches of refugees have arrived one after another.

The difference between the two groups of people was only one day and they arrived outside the city of Chang'an one after another. The total number of people was almost three times that of the first group.

That is to say, the total number of victims in the three groups before and after has reached 20, and there are scattered people who followed up until the mountain was closed by heavy snow. According to the estimation of the household registration office, the total number of people may be between 25 and 30 , far exceeding the original estimate of 15.

How tragic was the war on the grasslands that forced tens of thousands of people to leave their homes and come to this place?

But that doesn't matter anymore, because the things earned among the tribes are enough to feed them, and generally speaking, if there are no accidents, I am afraid that there will be no more Temujin, Sudden Will be strong.

It is ridiculous to say that war is for peace, but there is no better way. After all, at this stage, two civilizations who cannot even communicate with each other, and cannot even eat together, talk about peace. .

The current Chang'an City is like a sponge that absorbs water crazily. Not only Chang'an, but also Wannian next to it has begun to accept work. After all, the little prince of Wannian is calling Song Beiyun one by one in private. He firmly believed in the matter of being full, after all, he had never suffered a loss in these years.

In this gradually getting colder autumn day, the whole area is like a fully tuned motor spinning rapidly.

And what is Song Beiyun doing at this moment? He is staring at the King of Xixia who is wandering around from afar.

The King of Xixia has lived in Chang'an City for more than a month. In the past month or so, he not only invested a lot of money in promoting his daughter's draft, but also found a stepmother for his daughter.

The woman who is accompanying him now is Chang'an's popular singer, her name is... Song Beiyun forgot what her name is, but it is said that this woman is not only beautiful, but also has a moving voice, and what is even more seductive is that she doesn't talk to people very much.

How else can you say that men are cheap? Song Beiyun couldn't figure out why a man would like a woman who doesn't care much about others. No matter how high and cold she is, she is just for sale. In the service industry Isn't playing high and cold just like setting people up and playing with concepts?

But it happens that there are really many men who do this. They spend a lot of money and don't even see them. Even if they sing a song, they have to be separated by a curtain.

But such a strange woman, who was rumored to be miraculous, has been in and out of the Xixia King's other garden for three consecutive days.

The lonely men and widows were together all night, and if they insisted on discussing the rhythm, then Song Beiyun would be reluctant to believe it, but whether they could fool him or not is not sure.

"This old Li is really old and strong."

Although the king of Xixia has only been in charge of Xixia for not many years, he is not young. The previous generation of Xixia kings can live to be 70 years old. This old Li was 43 years old when he succeeded to the throne. Ten, just like a little old man.

But this little old man is quite attractive. Although his temples are gray and gray, it does not affect his good temperament at all. In addition, he has been able to keep up with nutrition since he was a child and has survived in the military camp, so it is not good to describe him as a grand man. Too much.

"Are there so many beautiful girls in Chang'an City?" Song Beiyun turned his head and looked at the little assistant beside him: "I didn't even notice that."

"My lord doesn't go out on weekdays, so I can't see it."

"makes sense."

Song Beiyun hated socializing very much. He used to use the brothel as a canteen when he had nothing to do. Later, he opened his own restaurant, and the cooks were all hired from the brothel. Now that he has a home, he feels that eating outside is nothing more than that, so he went out to eat Opportunities are getting less and less.

If people like Zhao Xing and Yan Shu were still around, he would often accompany him to do some ridiculous things, but now that his friends are no longer around, he naturally wouldn't do things, so the "lustful and lustful" Song Beiyun is really I don't know when there were so many beautiful women in Chang'an City.

"What do you think the Persian cat that is still at the top of the list will look like?"

In Jinling City, there is a bastard like Zhao Xing who writes a guidebook for finding fragrances, and Chang'an City naturally has lechers who can do it, but no matter who writes the guidebook, it will list that Persian cat as the best in the world, there is no doubt about it.As for the others, each has its own merits. In some guidebooks, this diva comes second, while in others, Murasaki Shikibu comes second.