Song Beiyun

But today she looks... different, usually she is dressed like a dancer, with her belly button exposed and cat eyes on her brows, but today she is very simple, and she doesn't have such a strong smell of spices on her body.

She was holding a bowl in her hand, which contained tofu nao, and she just stood there to eat.

"Your woman?" Miss Butterfly stepped forward and pointed at Wuyou and asked, "You're so beautiful."

"My sister."

"Sister, that's boring." Miss Butterfly sat on the seat fearlessly: "Do you mind if I sit?"

"I mind if you sit down too?" Song Beiyun frowned and said, "This is the fourth time."

"No, no, it's the first time." She raised a finger and said to Song Beiyun with a smile, "It's the first time, oh the first time."

"First..." Song Beiyun rolled his eyes, but he also relaxed: "Why don't you put on those weird smells today?"

"I said you are a strange man. I put face powder on my body and you said I smelled strong. I washed it off and you said I had no smell. What do you want?" Miss Butterfly stomped her feet and said, "I just came out to play today. , no make-up and no fragrance, how about it? No way?"

"Okay." Song Beiyun lowered his head and ate something: "Then please go ahead."

Worry-free eyes circled back and forth between Song Beiyun and this woman's face. She instinctively felt that she didn't like this woman very much, and she was really beautiful and young, and her skin was so moist. nice guy.

"Little sister, you're not very friendly to me." Miss Butterfly said as she was about to reach out to touch Wuyou's face.

But that was worry-free, how could it be possible for her to touch it, and when she tilted her head, the short knife in her hand popped out with a whoosh, and it was placed on her shoulder in a flash.

"Worry-free, put it away."

"Oh." Hearing Song Beiyun's words, Wuyou silently withdrew the dagger and gave her a vicious look.

"Your sister is so fierce, like a little lion."

Miss Butterfly, who had just been put on the neck by a knife, was not only not afraid, but even laughed and teased, as if she didn't take this matter to heart at all.

"You don't seem to welcome me." She sighed: "Then I'll go."

Song Beiyun nodded: "Please go ahead."

"See you next time." Miss Butterfly stood up and greeted Song Beiyun with a smile, "By the way, you haven't told me your name yet."

"You should know."

"I don't know, but I'll wait for you to tell me voluntarily." Die waved his hand: "By the way, my Chinese name is Die. You will call me Xiaodie from now on, do you know?"

"Hey! You're still screaming so affectionately." Wuyou yelled, "Don't you know how to be shy?"

"I'm a Persian, not a Han. Why are you so shy." After speaking, she purposely approached Song Beiyun and said, "Remember, my name is Xiaodie."

"Oh, let's go!" Song Beiyun waved his hands impatiently: "My hair is scratching my face!"

Miss Butterfly covered her mouth and walked away tremblingly laughing, while Wuyou looked at her going back and asked Song Beiyun curiously: "This woman is so strange."

"It's right to be weird." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Leave her alone, she just wants me to investigate her, and I don't!"

Chapter 759, October 10, Seven Years

As soon as the autumn rain fell, the cold air rushed up.Song Beiyun stood in front of the office window, watching the pattering autumn rain.

After watching for a while, he turned back and asked, "What are the arrangements for these days?"

The little assistant immediately came to him with the memo: "Tomorrow, I will cut the ribbon to celebrate the Blue Army of the Northern Navy, I will receive the Persian envoy within three days, and some sporadic arrangements after the next rest are optional. But five days later, the workshop will have a work report summary meeting for this year, and you said that you must be reminded."

"Well, it's alright."

After becoming a leader, I basically don't have much free time. Being able to get off work on time every day is already a big deal.

But it’s not all happy things. This year, Chang’an Academy of Sciences and Jinling Academy of Sciences have made major breakthroughs. There have been unprecedented breakthroughs in astronomy, geography, navigation, electricity, fertilizers, weapons, etc., and even produced primitive Although the prototype of the steam engine is a giant, it is indeed a legendary steam engine.

In terms of basic subjects, physics and chemistry are developing the fastest. Mathematics is much slower in comparison, but now that the talent introduction plan has officially launched, and in the next few years, Da Song will start with very favorable conditions. Excellent mathematical talents are recruited from all over the world to enrich all aspects of basic subjects.

Afterwards, the rectification movement in the officialdom was in full swing. In addition to the monitoring team at Yushitai, there was also an independent picket team in Chang'an, which specifically focused on these people's violations of rules and discipline. Many officials lamented that it is not easy to be an official now, compared to before. It is too difficult, but because the temptation of power is too great, the number of people does not decrease but increases.

"This year's Song Beiyun Science and Technology Award is really difficult." Song Beiyun returned to his desk wearing a coat and looked at the several major breakthroughs above: "Each one is eligible."

Naturally, the little assistant didn't understand the meaning of this, so he could only stand by and watch Song Beiyun worry. It wasn't until someone came in from the reception room outside that he interrupted Song Beiyun's entanglement.

Not long after, four or five young people came outside, wearing overalls embroidered with the Academy of Sciences logo, and after seeing Song Beiyun, they cupped their hands and said, "Master Song, it's alright."

"Really? It's pretty fast." Song Beiyun stood up and pointed to the girder on the roof: "Just install it here."

"Ok."

These few people started to play around, and soon a line was extended from the wooden poles outside and connected into the house.

The little assistant looked up at them in confusion. She thought they were going to hang lanterns in the room, and she kept muttering in her heart why Song Beiyun wanted to hang the lanterns in the room. Isn't this taking off his pants and farting?

And as those few people were busy, a strangely shaped glass vessel was soon brought over. They built a ladder to support this heavy-looking guy and connected it to the wire.

"Master Song." The little assistant turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Why did you hang the cup on the beam? Is this a custom to ward off evil spirits?"

Song Beiyun sneered and shook his head: "You will find out later."

Soon after everyone in the Academy of Sciences was busy, a switch was placed in Song Beiyun's office, and then they all came to the room to look at the light bulb.

"Okay, right?"

Song Beiyun came to the switch and took a deep breath: "I just don't know how long this bamboo charcoal filament can last."

The researchers also spread their hands: "About [-] hours, it can't be longer, if it is broken, we will replace it, and we are also starting to develop the second generation, but the tungsten wire you mentioned really can't do it. , the melting temperature is too high, and it cannot be completely dissolved now."

"Well, don't rush, take your time."

As soon as the words fell, Song Beiyun closed the switch.

At that moment, the little assistant who was staring straight at the light bulb seemed to see the sun. It was obviously a dark and rainy day outside, and if the coal lamp was not lit in the house, it was impossible to see. But when this thing was lit, it appeared in her In front of him was a bright light.

The sudden stimulation made her blindfolded unconsciously, and it took her a while to recover, and then she saw that the room was just like a sunny day, and there was no darkness anywhere.

She was so surprised, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the glowing glass again, her heart gradually changed from astonishment and fear to shock, and she even took out her hand several times to look at it under the light.

"Not bad." Song Beiyun looked at the light bulb with his hands behind his back: "But it's not perfect yet, let's reduce the cost as much as possible."

"Understood! Please wait for our good news, my lord."

Song Beiyun nodded and stood at the door watching them leave.

As soon as they left, the little assistant ran over in a dazed manner, pointed to the light bulb and asked Song Beiyun, "My lord, is this thing... what kind of magic?"

"It's science." Song Beiyun walked back to his seat, looked at the documents again under the light, and his eyes were much more comfortable: "By the way, didn't you ask a boy from the Academy of Sciences a few days ago, why? Didn't read it middle?"

"I won't allow it at home." The little assistant sighed, "I think he's pretty good, but my family despises him as a country boy who doesn't deserve me."

"Are you messing around? You'll have to grind your teeth when you miss it. That kid studies steam engines. As long as the steam engine has a certain amount of money, he must enter the Ministry of Industry and get an official position. How good are you? You can see it with your eyes." It is the fifth grade."

"I said it... but my parents just disagreed, saying that they wanted to find a scholar, not someone who worked as a coolie in the workshop."

"What? The senior engineer of the Academy of Engineering, you said he was a coolie in the workshop?" Song Beiyun patted his forehead and said, "That's all, the concept problem will not be resolved for a while, so wait slowly."

"Oh... I'm really satisfied." The little assistant sighed helplessly: "But the parents just don't agree."

When encountering this kind of housework, no one can say much, but some of them regret it. Although the people in the Academy of Sciences seem to be paid a lot, they are really not as glamorous as those handsome young men, but in the next few decades There must be a bunch of top figures in this group of people, whether they are in politics or scientific research, the generation of this Academy of Sciences must be shining.

But it’s not wrong to say that it’s wrong, after all, the age is here, the little assistant is fair and smart, and the family has spent so much money to train her to be a talented woman who can be admitted to the female office, so naturally I don’t want to just look for her. It's not a big deal if you just get married.

"Let's not talk about that." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "Come and see this lamp, how do you feel?"

The little assistant pondered for a moment, then said suspiciously: "I'm afraid it's not a trick to put the sun in. But what if it's at night?"

"Work overtime tonight." Song Beiyun raised his head and said softly.

The little assistant responded, and when it was night, the brightness of the lamp did not decrease at all, and because there was no interference from the day, it was particularly dazzling. Even the people in the same yamen chose not to leave after they were on duty I have to see how this new item works at night.

The effect of the light bulb did not disappoint Song Beiyun. After many years, he finally saw the dawn of human industrial civilization again. After finishing the work at hand, he leaned on the chair with his arms folded and squinted at the light bulb above his head, as if he had already seen the light bulb. In the not-too-distant future, the scene of upstairs and downstairs electric lights and telephones has arrived.

The people in the yamen were also amazed when they saw this thing. Seeing that all of them were full of curiosity regardless of their rank, they didn't stop them from entering their offices to observe this new thing.

Although sometimes it will flicker a few times due to unstable voltage, but this does not affect it in the slightest. The kerosene lamp, which is a hundred times brighter than a candle, is like a lighthouse in the dark.

"This thing is good." The old official in charge of the file in the yamen looked at the light bulb carefully. He didn't even dare to look at it directly, but only dared to squint his eyes and glanced at it: "Even a dust on the ground can be seen clearly."

"Hey, Mr. Ge, don't you understand? This must be the luminous pearl given to Mr. Song by the government. I heard that the luminous pearl of the government is so shining at night."

A master in charge of the gang next to him was excitedly showing off his anecdotes. When he saw this shining thing, he immediately linked it with Zhao Xing's Ye Mingzhu.

Song Beiyun heard that their conversation was interesting, but he didn't interrupt, but continued to quietly appreciate the light that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"What you said is a fart, let's listen to Mr. Song."

Song Beiyun came back to his senses and explained to them with a smile: "This is called lighting. The workshop produces electricity, and then the electricity comes here along the copper wire, and then lights up the carbon filament behind the glass cover, and it lights up. .But their overall wattage is a bit high, but it’s good or bad..."

Whether it was three times in a row, it reflected Song Beiyun's joyful mood, and it took him a long time before he got up and waved: "Get off work, get off work, let's go."

After speaking, he came to the electric switch, pulled down the switch knife with some reluctance, the electric light went out, and the yamen fell into darkness again.

Although it was dark, everyone here was discussing this inconspicuous little thing with great interest until Song Beiyun walked out of the yamen.

"One day." Song Beiyun came to the gate of the yamen, and he just happened to be able to see a residential area in front of him from this slope, as well as the lights in the residential area. He seemed to have a lot of pride in his chest, and said softly: " Chang'an City is about to light up completely."

Sitting in the carriage, Song Beiyun was sitting in the carriage, thinking carefully about the best path for the future industry, but suddenly the carriage in front of him stopped abruptly, and he was shaken so badly that he almost couldn't sit still.

"What's the matter?" After sitting firmly again, he raised the curtain and asked the coachman, "Why did you stop suddenly?"

"Master Song, there seems to be someone on the road ahead, would you like to take a look?"

Song Beiyun jumped out of the car, and the driver immediately followed behind with the lantern in hand. When Song Beiyun saw the man on the ground, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but found that the man lying on the ground was a man with obvious European characteristics.

"Go, take this man to the hospital."

Chapter 760: Rain on August 10, Seven Years

"Master Song."

On the way to Daying to participate in the founding ceremony of the "General Zhou" Blue Army, the coachman suddenly said to Song Beiyun: "Yesterday, the golden retriever woke up, and the hospital sent someone to notify me in the morning, and said that the man was strange and seemed to have something Hysteria, speaking incomprehensible words, and kept drawing pictures of ghost symbols."

"It doesn't matter so much, even if I can't bear to see him die on the street if I send him to the hospital, who is he to care so much?"

"Master Song said... the villain is talking too much."

Don't think that this man is just a coachman of Song Beiyun, but this coachman has been with him for several years, from Jinling to Chang'an, and he helps Zhang Luo with the preparation of some trivial matters, but it is such an inconspicuous coachman. In fact, Chang'an City can be regarded as a respectable person, and all forces have to give him some face. Although he dare not be presumptuous under Song Beiyun's hands, the respect others treat him cannot be faked. After seeing that slick-faced person, entrusting some things to him is really more suitable and reassuring than entrusting others.

The blond man was sent to the hospital by him last night. According to common sense, the hospital would not ask someone to inform him. How about the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister? Song Beiyun didn't just meet him , but it is too easy to please the coachman.

"Let me repeat to you again, if you use my name to make a fortune, then I'm really welcome."

"The villain really doesn't dare. Mr. Song knows that I am also a coachman, but those people want to curry favor with you, but you are so easygoing, they can't find it like a headless fly, and finally found the villain. What's more, didn't you report all the big and small things to the adults." The coachman was very wronged, and he said helplessly: "I told the wife at home a few days ago. Instead of driving for you, it's better to go to the street. Let’s find a shop and open it, but I can’t take it anymore if I have to hang my head on my trouser belt all day and worry about it.”

"Don't give me such a trick, why does your newly purchased house cost more than 2 yuan? When will you make money from opening a shop?" Song Beiyun laughed and scolded: "That is to say, the money is all there. This is a serious way, otherwise you would have died [-] times."

The coachman was startled and wanted to explain, but Song Beiyun stopped him, and just said lightly: "Be more careful next time, don't let people take this matter as an excuse, it's not worth it."

There is really no way to do this kind of thing. During the holidays, someone will visit with a basket of things. It looks like fruit cakes, but there are either gold bars or banknotes hidden underneath, which is hard to guard against.

And those gift givers really didn't ask for anything, just for the sake of being familiar, and the purpose is to let the driver introduce him in front of him next time when he is doing something.

How else can we say that in this era of supremacy of kingship, power can really represent everything, just such an introduction saying "whose family this is so and so" is enough to make people spend a lot of money.

The coachman took money, but strictly speaking, this is not even considered corruption. First, he cannot be investigated by the law without an official position, and second, he has no ability to use power for personal gain. It is a private gift from a friend, and at most it is to catch him to pay taxes, but now Da Song has just started to discuss the tax rates of gifts, inheritances, etc., and the law has not yet been formed, so naturally there is no way to talk about paying taxes.

So... Let me give you a verbal warning, what else can I do? In this era, the rule of law still has a lot of loopholes. Even Song Beiyun has no better way, and can only wait for generations to slowly fill it up. These loopholes.

Song Beiyun came to the camp. Today is the first day that General Zuo will go into battle. This young lady has been waiting for this day for many years. Now that the Blue Army has been officially selected into the army, I am afraid that there will be some of her in the future. Tossed.

Stepping into the barracks, everything looks nothing special, except that the blue army's camp has been isolated alone, and I occasionally meet a few generals and soldiers, and most of them don't regard this imaginary enemy team as one. thing.

"Brother-in-law!"

As soon as he stepped into the Blue Army's camp, he heard an affectionate brother-in-law. Song Beiyun turned his head and swept over with a whip kick. Prince Runan blocked it with his hand: "Hey, I can't hit it!"

Song Beiyun immediately switched legs and kicked his ass, frowning and said, "What are you yelling about here? You are the son of Prince Runan!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Shizi responded, "I'm used to it."

"Let Fo Baonu know that she doesn't need a whip to whip you, so I'll take your surname." Song Beiyun cursed and continued walking forward: "You are very active, and you came so early."

"Isn't it that I just arrived?" Shizi said with a smile on his face, "After all, this blue army is Song Liao's first reorganization into an army, and I'm looking forward to it in my heart."

Song Beiyun glanced at him but said nothing, just smiled.

Speaking of which, in the orthodox history, the prince of Runan should be the first Yeluren, one of the eight tiger generals of the Liao Kingdom, a top military player, but now he is still young and looks a bit naive.

However, he has contributed a lot to the formation of the Blue Army this time, because half of the Blue Army this time are members of the Liao Kingdom's Pishi Army, and many of them are even middle- and upper-level officers, just like Song Guo's configuration. Not much difference.

Although the two countries have joined forces to defend against the enemy many times, this is the first time that the two have been combined into one, and he directly issued an order saying that if the Blue Army returns those who are returned, they will be directly removed from the Pishi Army and will never be hired. The soldiers of the Shi army listened to Zuorou's words with peace of mind.

"I heard that this General Zhou defeated my sister back then." The prince said expectantly, "You have to know that there are not many people in the world who can make my sister feel at ease."