Song Beiyun

"Play by yourself!" Fo Baonu pinched his ass severely: "I'm talking to you nicely, do you think I'm easy to bully? Go, go into the house!"

In the early morning of the second day, when Fo Baonu just went out in men's clothes, she saw a stranger standing at the door. She looked him up and down, but the shopkeeper didn't dare to look up at her from beginning to end.

"Looking for Song Beiyun?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it is..."

"You know me." Fo Baonu chuckled: "That's his confidant? Go in, he's inside."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

A confidant made the shopkeeper's heart elated, and as for how he knew Fo Baonu, it was actually not difficult, because Master Song's body smelled the same as this person's body yesterday, and this person was wearing black casual clothes, but his waist The jade pendant in the room is nothing ordinary.

A woman disguised as a man, a prince or above, a special fragrance on her body, and a close relationship with Song Beiyun. This series of clues doesn't need to be combined. A well-informed person like the shopkeeper can naturally see it at a glance.

He walked into the room without disturbing Song Beiyun, but just waited quietly.

Chapter 767: On November 11rd, Seven Years, the Sunshine Scattered into the Autumn Wind and the City of Los Angeles

"Why! Why is this so? People pay taxes but are not allowed to study? Master Song Beiyun and Song Dynasty said that rights and justice should be balanced in the world. There is no such thing as power but no obligation, and there is no such thing as only obligation but no power. "

Just when Song Beiyun was so tired that he was limp and sleeping late, at the second National Salvation Conference in Jinling City, a student from Guangxi smashed the table in outrage.

The meeting was still chaired by Zhao Xing, and people from all sides spoke freely, some were angry, some were sober, and some thought about the future of the world.

"This one must be changed! To change one's destiny through reading, there is no need to distinguish between princes and nobles and ordinary people, and those who work hard are eligible!"

"Mr. Zhou, calm down, calm down."

"I can't calm down!"

This Mr. Zhou from Guangxi, whose real name is Zhou Shi, is strictly speaking the number one scholar in this year's autumn department, but he stood up and gave up the exam during the palace examination, and was interviewed by Zhao Xing alone, and then he was absorbed into the National Salvation Council.

Today is the first time he has given a speech. Although he is not young, the anger in his chest is like fire. He made [-] unreasonable things in the meeting, and he hit people's hearts everywhere.

"I have been continuously reading Feihualing and Drumming Chuanhua reproduced in the New Newspaper. It is written that history books are full of cannibals. Let me ask everyone, who is a cannibal? Why can some people can eat people, and why Why are some people going to be eaten? Is this fair? It's not fair!"

Zhao Xing quickly picked up the note and wrote it down. It seems that he is not an emperor at all but a clerk here.

At this time, Jiangsu Chen Yu got up and said: "I agree with Mr. Zhou's words. To change the status quo of the country, we must not rely on those officials, wealthy businessmen, aristocratic families, and nobles. They are cannibals, and they will not abandon those for the sake of fairness." What we got. We want to wake up the people, let the people who are insensitive and muddled through wake up!"

"But Mr. Chen, have you ever thought about how to make the people wake up?" Jiangxia Hu Huaitong got up and sighed: "The officials, the imperial court, and Lord Song have tried to make the people read and write through reforms more than once, but this is not the case in towns. Some are useful, but once you enter the countryside, it is difficult to move an inch. The poison of the country gentry flows through my whole body in the Song Dynasty and China. If I want to cut it off, it will definitely hurt my muscles and bones. At this moment, I would like to ask Mr. Chen and Mr. Zhou, who can afford it? ?”

These words quickly cooled down the fiery Long Sleep, and Zhao Xing was still writing hard beside him. He was not the one who raised or solved the problems, but the one who was responsible for collecting them. After collecting them, he submitted them to Qinglong Yuan as a research topic, this is Mr. Zhao's task.

"I agree with the policy of going down to the imperial court first, and burning the soul of China with the fire of youth. The poison of the gentry is indeed flowing through the whole body, but it is not necessary to hurt the muscles and bones."

"Oh? Please listen to Mr. Feng's high opinion." Hu Huaitong folded his arms and looked at Xicai who stood up. Although he was very dissatisfied, this descendant of the Feng family, a large Jianghuai family, still had some discernment.

"I don't dare to take it as a high opinion, but I have an idea and I don't know if you are willing to listen to it?"

"Please speak." Zhao Xing nodded: "Everyone speak freely, don't be shy."

"Thank you." Feng Xicai nodded and said: "A few days ago I was free to study mathematics in the Academy of Sciences, and one of the subjects was called geometry. There is a concept I like very much, and that is the theory of dots, lines and planes. This' "Point" is the basis of all graphics, and "line" is formed by connecting countless points. "Surface" is composed of countless lines. We will use this idea to extend, and we will divide the squire from the squire, Construct 'points' at the weak points, and then gradually gather these 'points' into lines, and finally the lines gradually become more and more, which become 'surfaces', which are broken one by one step by step."

"Then Mr. Feng, where should the first point start?"

"I think we should start from the prosperous places, use the city to lead the countryside, divide the sections from the past, and collect the counties and districts below each city to rule them. For example, Jinling City is a point, and Luzhou Prefecture can be another point. One point, Hangzhou City is another point, these three places are where the squires are weak, we gradually let them break away from the previous concept, gradually narrow their power distribution, deprive them of the weight of their words, and then gradually figure it out.”

Zhao Xing nodded, started to write in a hurry, and then heard Mr. Feng continue: "Furthermore, you can change the method of interviewing and recruiting. No matter who you are, you must be promoted step by step from the bottom. Let them go first. In the countryside, if you can't do well, you can stay there for the rest of your life."

This point is similar to Song Beiyun's saying "Throw all the scholars into the countryside". Zhao Xing thinks it makes sense. The change of the promotion mechanism can make more outstanding people stand out. Can't think of a solution for the time being.

For example, Zhang San is a person with no achievements. After he was sent to the countryside, he didn't want to be promoted, so he colluded with the local gentry and concentrated on collecting money. This not only failed to help the local development, but also increased the income of the local people in disguise. burden.

So although what Mr. Feng said makes sense, it is indeed a bit too idealistic.

This meeting will last for two days, so take your time and discuss it slowly.But Song Beiyun had already woken up and came to the hall in his clothes.

When he saw that the shopkeeper was already waiting for him, Song Beiyun nodded and asked, "It's early."

"Boss, His Majesty let me in just now."

"It's okay." Song Beiyun sat down, stretched out his hand and said, "Pour the tea yourself, don't be too restrained."

"Thank you, Master." The big shopkeeper poured himself a cup of tea, then drank it up and said, "As homework, I contacted a few great Confucian scholars who came to Luoyang to study, and they were shocked and annoyed when they heard about it, and decided to write a joint letter. Go to Shandong, I believe there will be an answer in a few days."

Song Beiyun nodded: "Not bad."

"The other thing is that I have had people secretly spread rumors, saying that many slaves of the Confucius family in Qufu are not worthy to lead the literary world, and now Luoyang should take its place."

"This is a bit sloppy."

"Boss, this is not without reason and groundless rumors. Luoyang has controlled more than half of the academic officials in Liao Kingdom these years, and now the momentum is far stronger than Qufu's limelight. The two sides have also had a long-standing grudge."

"So that's the case. It seems that your homework is in place."

"It's just some diners' remarks, I will record it when I have time."

Yep, eater speech.People who can drink and brag in Tianshangfang are definitely not the level of bragging about how many girls they have slept with after drinking a few ounces of yellow soup in those low-level restaurants. Even if they brag, they still have some content. In terms of intelligence, a chain restaurant is definitely no less than a professional intelligence agency.

Now it seems that the outbreak of a political war between Shandong and Luoyang is only a matter of time, and the beating of Prince Wang may be the fuse that led to the conflict.

Song Beiyun tapped his fingers on the table, and after a while he sat up straight: "Let's go, my interest was disturbed yesterday, I'll go to enjoy the flowers today."

"Everything is under the orders of the boss."

After just hanging around like this for a few days, Song Beiyun felt that Luoyang was no fun anymore, and then he suddenly started attacking the Liao Kingdom.

He first gave a memorial to Fo Baonu in the name of Marquis of the Liao Kingdom, in which he criticized the current cultural situation of the Liao Kingdom, and then lamented the current style of study in Luoyang in the name of a Confucian.

Some people questioned why he, a Song official, took care of so many messy things, but the moment he threw the title plaque bestowed by the emperor of Liao on the ground, everyone stopped talking about it, and said that he was not a Confucianist at all. Why bother with such shit.

Because of this incident, he dumped all those people. When it comes to Confucianism, his knowledge may not be as good as many great Confucianists, but it is still rare among the younger generation, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

And because of his operation, the entire Luoyang academic family began to put pressure on Fo Baonu, but Fo Baonu just spread his hands and said: I have nothing to do with it.

She really has nothing to do, because now Song Beiyun is helping the Confucius family in Shandong, and the Kong family is still a strong supporter of maintaining the orthodox status of the Liao Kingdom. If Song Beiyun is stopped, it is tantamount to denying the Kong family.

So from the point of view of Fo Baonu, now we have to let Luoyang's line and Qufu's line be torn apart, and the cultural people's affairs will be resolved by the cultural people.

The culture war is no less than the religious war. The two parties with long-standing grievances have begun to confront each other with all their strength, and they are looking like they will never die.

And when the two sides exchanged fire, Song Beiyun immediately died down and stopped making any noise, and then it was time for Young Master Wang to come forward.

There are some things that cannot be verified, so when Young Master Wang was questioned by the people from the Confucian Mansion, he followed Song Beiyun's suggestion and added fuel as much as possible. The speech with both sound and action made the people of Confucian Mansion sad.

Although King Kong had already separated, it was their business how they fought for orthodoxy, and outsiders could not bully them at any time.

This time, the Confucian Mansion, which had been disgusted enough in the past few years, began to plan an unprecedented sniper battle.

They first reported the cheating behavior of Luoyang academic officials over the years, and even the suspected cheating of the Jinshi Department that almost shook the country.

It was originally an academic war, but now it has directly risen to the national level. Fo Baonu took advantage of the trend, and a thorough investigation caused chaos in Luoyang.

But in the end, they are all big families with confidence. The Confucian Mansion bit them, and they naturally refused to submit obediently, so they also started to bite the Confucian Mansion, saying that they secretly supported the warlords and communicated with the Jinren. , secretly tampered with the textbook, and even advocated that Song Dynasty was orthodox.

The matter has reached this stage, and it is already endless. When Fo Baonu saw the mountain of papers on the table, it was obviously the result of the fight between the officials of the two factions.

"Song Beiyun, help!" Fo Baonu sat there and shouted: "Help... Mr. Xiang..."

Song Beiyun ran over with his trousers in his hands: "Puh baba, you're screaming, you're calling yourself a soul."

"Look here..." Fo Baonu pointed to those papers: "More than 140, what should I do?"

"Press all of them down and let the dog bite for a while."

Chapter 768: Sunny November 11, Seven Years

The overall situation in the Liao Kingdom is very unstable now, and the dogfight between the factions has gradually entered a white-hot stage. As the two sides continue to dig evidence and try to beat each other to death with a hammer, the emperor of the Liao Kingdom, who is the arbiter, laughed flower.

"You're still laughing, do you know how dangerous the situation is now?" Song Beiyun took a map and drew a circle outside Luoyang City: "The new army in Wannian County needs to arrive within five days at the earliest, otherwise if someone mutinies in Luoyang , you can’t see the sun the next day.”

But Song Beiyun had already talked about this, and Fo Baonu was still sitting cross-legged beside him and laughing wildly, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

"Oh shit."

Song Beiyun threw the pen in his hand: "Tell me why you laugh."

"I said you are good at everything, the only thing is that you lack a heroic temperament. You seem timid in everything you do, and you are afraid of wolves and tigers. Guess how many people I brought here this time?"

"Isn't it just two thousand imperial servants? What are those people enough for? There are fifty thousand troops stationed around Luoyang and none of them belong to your department."

"No." Fo Baonu waved his fingers and said, "I brought the entire Yellow River camp here. The [-] Pishi army arrived in Luoyang within three days and planned to go to Wannian to join the troops stationed in Chang'an, but because Wannian has limited space. , so the [-] Pishi Army can only be temporarily stationed in Tongguan between Chang'an and Luoyang."

Song Beiyun unfolded the map and looked at it, and suddenly found that if these 7 people arrive at Tongguan, then they will be the most powerful force around Luoyang, and they can use Tongguan's role as a pass to connect Chang'an and contain Luoyang. Once there is any change in the defenders of the camp, they will be beaten to pieces by the highly mobile leather army.

"Song Beiyun, Song Beiyun, I admit that you are a unique vertical and horizontal expert in the world, but don't you also underestimate the heroes of the world?" Fo Baonu raised his chin: "Since I have the confidence to let you kill people, it is natural I already have a perfect plan, relying on you, a wild man, is not as safe as relying on yourself. They dare to move, I can't wait for them to mutiny tonight, from the initiation of the mutiny to the arrival of the soldiers in Luoyang City, it will take at least five days, five days That's enough time for the Pishi army to hang the head of their general on the flagpole."

Song Beiyun silently put away the map: "Let's go, I hurt my self-esteem."

"Oh, why are you so stingy." Fo Baonu stepped forward and hugged his arm: "You just don't know the movements of my [-] Yellow River camp, and I didn't have time to tell you, since you are so worried about me For the sake of safety, how about I shirk the matter tomorrow and accompany you around Luoyang City?"

"Not interested in!"

"Oh...you really have a small mind." Fo Baonu said jokingly: "However, I have something to remind you that a person is in a high position, and the higher the position, the easier it is to get confused. And you, a bad guy, but what about your side?"

"All good people."

Song Beiyun slowly turned his head to look at Fobaonu, and gradually fell into deep thought.According to common sense, there should be no problems with his plan. The reason why there is a problem with the emperor's plan that he imagined now is nothing more than completely ignoring Fo Baonu's own ability.

This kind of ignorance is essentially a kind of arrogance, which completely violates his consistent style of "despising the enemy strategically and attaching importance to the enemy tactically". The arrogance of contempt for both tactics and strategy.

This requires introspection, even deep introspection.

"You have to understand one thing. Throughout the ages, there have been almost no natural stupid kings. Except for this person who is a puppet, there has never been a stupid monarch who can take power. But there are so many stupid kings throughout the ages, do you think they are all made up by history books?" Fo Baonu warned: "Arrogance can turn people into fools. I'm not afraid that you are the unparalleled Song Beiyun. As long as you have no enemies for a while, you will become a man and a reckless man, just because you firmly believe in God. No one below is your opponent. We in Khitan have a tradition of raising wolves, but every time we cultivate the strongest wolf king, we will release a few tigers within their colony."

Song Beiyun nodded: "I was educated by the mother-in-law at home, and I was taught and taught."

"You have to know, I put aside those messy identities. My purest identity is the head wolf of the Great Khitan and the emperor of the Liao Kingdom. And you are the fierce tiger beside the wolves. Without you, the Khitan will definitely die in about a hundred years. It was annexed by the Song and Jin alliances, and then the Jin beat Song to pieces, and finally the grassland rose to clean up Song and Jin."

Song Beiyun looked at Fo Baonu in astonishment: "You know all this?"

"Don't underestimate the heroes of the world, Xianggong. I don't even want to analyze it with you, because you can definitely figure it out."

It seems that I have really underestimated the heroes of the world. Fo Baonu usually does not show his mountains and dews, but he has actually seen things that are a hundred years away. The greatness of human beings.

"But why do you say there is no me?"

"Because with you and without you, the Central Plains has two fates. Judging from the situation seven years ago, the Liao Kingdom is basically gone for about a hundred years, and the Jin Kingdom is the second one. On the contrary, it is a strong city that Song can rely on." I resisted stubbornly, but in the end I would be driven out of the Central Plains by the prairie people, and I even deduced the land of Song Mie during the deduction."

"Where do you think you are?"

Fo Baonu thought for a while: "Looking at the current distribution of Song Dynasty, if they are invaded, when they want to retreat, they must keep the granary, so the two roads in the south of the Yangtze River must be the top priority. But if the south of the Yangtze River If we can't keep the two roads, we must retreat to the Jiangnan West Road, because the Jiangnan West Road has many mountains and rivers, which can make Song Guo linger for a few more years, and then retreat as we fight. The best path is Guangnan East Road, but Finally, there is Guangzhou. With the pursuit of the grassland, the most complicated terrain around Guangzhou is Xinhui. If the Song Dynasty does not surrender in the end, it will eventually fight the grassland between Xinhui and Taishan. A battle."

Fo Baonu raised his eyelids to look at Song Beiyun, and poked his finger on the map: "The last time, Song was destroyed. So far, China's name is not worthy of its name, and it will take hundreds of years of recuperation to gradually recover."

Seeing the position on her finger, Song Beiyun sucked his teeth. That place is Yamen Town, which is also the place of Yashan sea battle...

"Amazing." Song Beiyun clasped his fists at Fo Baonu: "As expected of the emperor of the Liao Kingdom."

"That goes without saying." Fo Baonu raised his fan and tapped Song Beiyun on the shoulder: "In my life, I have lost a few games to you, so I hope you can always be a tiger instead of becoming a tiger in the end." A fool."

"Then who do you think among the Song, Jin and Liao families is the best in the world?"

"If I say that I belong to the Liao Kingdom, aren't you talking nonsense? But if you look at the overall situation, it doesn't matter which one of the three families is. The so-called battle for unification is nothing more than a civil war. After the civil war, each family must have a Chinese name, just like In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, everyone came from Tuoba in the Northern Wei Dynasty, but in the end it was the orthodoxy of the Han family. Didn’t everyone say whether the bloodline was upright or not? I don’t know what happened to you Han people. It's exogamy."

Fo Baonu turned over and covered his body with a blanket: "Speaking of it, your cub was also born of Han and Khitan, so you will still be enthroned in the future."

In fact, Song Beiyun had always been surprised in the past, that is, where did the Khitan people who were so powerful in history go, and why they disappeared.It was only later that I found out that the Khitan family, for example, allowed exogamous marriages, not only allowing marriages with foreign surnames, but also allowing intermarriage of various ethnic groups... So over time, everyone is descended from Khitan, and naturally no Khitan name can be found among the 56 ethnic groups.

"Don't sleep, wake up."

Song Beiyun shook the drowsy Fo Baonu, and Fo Baonu raised his head: "You'd better let me sleep, if you don't let me sleep, you don't even want to sleep."

"Let me ask, will your master know the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"Play while you play!"

Fo Baonu kicked Song Beiyun aside, and after a tiring day, she fell into a drowsy sleep not long after.

And Song Beiyun didn't feel sleepy while sitting at the table, but suddenly his inspiration exploded, and he sat there and started his hobby - writing novels.

Anyway, he didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he woke up, he found that Fo Baonu was reading the outline he had written, and when he woke up, Fo Baonu's brows were frowning.

"Song Beiyun!"

"Don't call, don't call, it's early in the morning."

"What are you writing in a mess? What are you talking about? I have Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. After becoming the emperor, I hunted and killed my younger brother who was left behind by the people. The younger brother was also the leader of the civil rebellion. Finally, we met in the palace. In the duel on the top of the main hall, he was killed by me in the end? What are these things!"

"It's a novel, and it can't be taken as real."

"Nonsense." Fo Baonu tore the manuscript into pieces: "You must not mess around with this thing, the person who wrote it is not serious, and the person who read it may not be."