Song Beiyun

"So it's an electric light."

Satisfied with food and drink, Zhao Xing came to the backyard and saw the lamp beside the winding path. After asking Ming Song Beiyun, he suddenly realized: "So this is the electric lamp."

"What are you doing running here?"

"Oh, you have created a big problem for me. After all, I must have a step down. I didn't do anything at the other end. I can't let them see my embarrassment, right?"

"I didn't recruit either, and I really don't have time to toss about it now."

"No time? What could be more important than this?"

Song Beiyun curled his lips: "Go to bed first, and when I get up tomorrow, I will take you to see what is more important than this."

"Hey, do you not welcome me?"

"Listen to the truth and listen to lies?"

"Then you can lie to me with something sweet."

Song Beiyun snorted softly: "The minister looks forward to the king like a cloud looking forward to the moon, like the wind looking forward to the rain, like a beautiful wife looking forward to a lover."

"Wow...you don't want to see me so much!"

Song Beiyun crossed his hips and panted for a while before he said, "You should be in Jinling Town at this moment. If you run around, what if Jinling is in chaos?"

"Yan Shu is here, and it's not a big problem whether there is Zhen in the court. In your words, there is already a complete political system that can operate within the rules."

Song Beiyun really had nothing to do with him, he just shook his head lightly: "It's already here, what else can I say?"

Zhao Xing stepped forward and embraced Song Beiyun's shoulders with a smile on his face: "Be more generous, I just didn't tell you, and I won't cause you any trouble, so I just take a look at you."

"Cheng Chengcheng, you are the emperor and you have the final say." Song Beiyun opened an iron gate as he walked, and led Zhao Xing out: "I will prepare a place for you to live in."

If someone else prepares something for Zhao Xing, there will be three layers of guards inside and three layers outside to check it, but Song Beiyun prepared it, Zhao Xing himself didn't panic and didn't need the guards to check it, so he just went along with confidence.

"Huh..."

When he came to the residence prepared for Zhao Xing, Zhao Xing was stunned, because this place was obviously different from all the places he had lived in.

A three-story building with a single family, with a yard that is not too big, but not too small.Although it is not as exquisite as Suzhou gardens, it is also very simple and elegant.

The lamp was also on inside, Zhao Xing walked in and turned around, pursing his mouth with his hands behind his back: "This lamp is good, but it's a little hotter, so the room can be used to hatch eggs."

Song Beiyun patted his forehead, then dragged something from the side and put it on the window, then connected it to the electric socket, and saw that strange thing began to whirr, and the wind in the room immediately It circulated, and the scorching heat was drawn out, and the surrounding area was also filled with cool wind.

Zhao Xing's eyes widened in astonishment: "There are such things?"

"now what?"

His Majesty the Emperor felt it, lay down on the bamboo rocking chair, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Shu Tan, it's really comfortable. You bastard really enjoys life, you live more comfortably than I do."

The thing that was blowing air while humming made the temperature in the room drop rapidly. There was a cool breeze on the sea at night, but now it is so comfortable that people don't want to open their eyes.

"You rest first." Song Beiyun stood beside Zhao Xing with his hands behind his back: "There is no other request, just don't put your hands in the leaves, or your fingers will be cut off."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"I don't know when your brain will be convulsed." Song Beiyun pointed to the side: "There is a shower in that room, and the red one on the left is boiling water, which comes directly from the boiler room... Forget it, come on, let me teach you how to adjust it. Don't It's time to scald your pig hair, and you will die here if you get infected this summer."

The novelty of this place definitely exceeded Zhao Xing's imagination. Fans and water pumps were used here, and for the first time in his life, Zhao Xing felt that there was actually hot water flowing out of the water pipes.

"Awesome." Zhao Xing played there for a long time, half of his body was wetted by the splashing water: "What's this called?"

"Tap water." Song Beiyun shook off the water stains on his hands: "Oh, stop playing, there's water everywhere."

Zhao Xing turned off the faucet and glanced back, earnestly nodding: "I'll give you one in the palace later."

"Difficult." Song Beiyun shook his head and said: "This thing mainly relies on electricity. Isn't it testing the boiler linkage in a steel factory recently? Only then can electricity be used. It's too difficult for you to toss about in the palace. Let's talk about it later when it becomes popular. .”

"Oh, you enjoyed all the good things yourself. I tossed and turned in the palace at night and couldn't sleep because of the heat."

"Hey, isn't this technically unqualified?" Song Beiyun rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, you can take a shower and rest later, and I will let Xiaoyu live here to be your guard later, and then arrange some people to protect you You, I'll come back tomorrow morning."

"Okay, let's go."

After Song Beiyun left, Zhao Xing played in the water for another half an hour. He didn't start taking a bath until Xiaoyu brought him a change of clothes.

This is the first time in Zhao Xing's life that he takes a shower standing up. The feeling of showering is completely different from that of sitting in a basin. It is convenient, quick, simple and clear.Especially with his current cropped hair, it is even more relaxing and enjoyable. After rubbing soap and rubbing it, then rinsing it with water, and then drying it with a towel, it's done.

After taking a shower and then returning to the house, Xiaofeng was even a little cold, but Zhao Xing didn't care, and lay on the bed wrapped in a small blanket, feeling the new experience brought by Song Gou again.

Originally, he wanted to do something else, but he was really tired from the journey, so Zhao Xing, who planned to take a nap and wake up, just slept until the next morning.

"I didn't ask you for delicacies from mountains and seas, so you wrapped ten buns in lotus leaves? Do you think I'm a pig? Even if I starved to death, I wouldn't eat your buns."

"What kind of stuffing is this? It's so fresh! Is there any more? Make some more for me."

This was what Zhao Xing said after washing up the next morning. From the beginning when Song Beiyun only brought him buns because he was dissatisfied, to the end when he ate them all and it was not enough, it took only 10 minutes.

"Mackerel stuffed."

"Fragrant!" Zhao Xing nodded again and again: "Well, as a tribute, I will send one hundred catties to the palace every year."

"It stinks in the past." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Don't count on it. Let's think about when the cold chain comes out."

"What's wrong with the cold chain? Litchi from Lingnan is fine, why can't this mere steamed stuffed bun?"

"It's really hard to transport this thing, even if it's chilled, it's just soaked in water when you go back and reheat it, unless it's frozen." Song Beiyun handed a cup of soy milk to Zhao Xing: "Are you full?"

"Eight points."

"Come on, I'll take you to see what is more important than your revolution."

While talking, Song Beiyun suddenly noticed Zhao Xing's hair...

"You cut your hair short!!!" Song Beiyun suddenly yelled, and at that moment she felt her blood pressure soar: "You..."

"Hey, just found out? You don't care enough about me." Zhao Xing touched his cropped hair: "You backward people, how do you know the convenience of short hair, it's refreshing and cool."

"You..." Song Beiyun gritted his teeth and said, "The body, hair and skin are the parents... Chinese culture of loyalty and filial piety has existed for thousands of years, so don't touch it! It's unnecessary! You are an improver, not a subversive!"

"To change customs, you have to subtly influence, not to let you just flip the table! Zhao Xing, Zhao Xing! You really..."

Zhao Xing blinked quickly, stepped forward and hugged Song Beiyun's shoulder: "Oh, brother, don't be so excited."

Song Beiyun shook off his hand: "You hate that no one rebels!"

"As long as you don't rebel, the world will rebel, so what?"

The feeling of powerlessness made Song Beiyun hold his chest and gasp for breath, full of rage, but he didn't know what to say, because everything had come to this point...

"Okay, I know what you mean. Naturally, I have considered it clearly. Foolish loyalty and filial piety are not important. Parents are true to the body, hair, skin, and skin, but how can these strands be said to be disloyal and unfilial? What I want It is Mingzhi who understands etiquette and abides by the law, not the greasy head with a beard."

"You have your reasons, and I won't argue with you. If something goes wrong in the future, don't let me wipe your ass."

"Who will you let me not let you, I said it from the beginning? You have a share in the Song Dynasty, and you will have a share in China in the future."

"I do not want!"

"If you don't want it, you have to. If you are still stubborn with me, I have issued an edict to pass on the throne." Zhao Xing was also furious, and rolled up his sleeves and patted the table: "You try it, see if I dare to issue an edict to pass on the throne." For you, Song Beiyun!"

"you win."

Song Beiyun was scared, because this hanging hair really dared to...

"Looking back, you go and cut your hair too. Yan Shu has already cut it. You won't be so disrespectful to me, will you?"

"Zhao Xing, don't push yourself too hard!"

"The position has been passed."

Song Beiyun gritted his teeth and put his hips on his hips: "Okay! I'll cut it!"

With a stomach full of evil fire, Song Beiyun brought Zhao Xing to the dock. At first, Zhao Xing muttered that Song Beiyun should go back to take charge of the overall situation of the reform.But when he came to the dock and saw the huge monster, his mouth never closed again.

Zhao Xing felt an unprecedented impact from the gleaming cannon on the deck, the shiny hull and the huge and incomparable figure.

Although he didn't understand, he was really shocked.

Zhao Xing is not short, but he is not as big as its anchor standing beside that huge ship, and he looks taller than a ten-story building when he looks up.

"This... this is..."

"Da Song." Song Beiyun said firmly: "The future of Da Song."

Zhao Xing suddenly became quiet. He seemed to be dazed. He sat on the steps and stared at the giant ship, as if the world had nothing to do with him.

Song Beiyun didn't bother him, because when he saw this thing for the first time, he might not be as good as Zhao Xing.After all, this thing is more attractive to a man than gold and silver treasures, silk and satin, and peerless beauties.

Chapter 809: Sunny October 8, Eight Years

A man's imagination of the ocean most of the time originates from a ship, a ship that makes his heart miss.

Not many people can reject the attraction brought by a big ship full of power, just like men, regardless of age, like to look at excavators. The attraction from destruction, conquest, and power is always deadly.

Perhaps many people are not aware of this, but it is no exaggeration to say that almost everyone will fall into the fantasy of conquering the ocean after seeing the "Zhou Yingxue and Chen Sufeng".

"You may not have a specific concept of bigness, but I want to tell you that this ship can accommodate more than 1000 people on board, and it can plow a city as big as Jinling, so you should know its concept. "

Song Beiyun sat next to Zhao Xing and explained to him. Zhao Xing seemed to have listened but didn't seem to listen. He sat there with his chin resting on his back and his eyes were always staring at the huge ship in front of him that he couldn't even imagine.

That's it.

Song Beiyun stopped talking nonsense, and sat beside him quietly waiting for Zhao Xing to return to his soul. He has been taken away by this big guy now, and he will be able to talk to him when he recovers.

After staring for a long time, Zhao Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally took back the soul scattered in the sky. The first thing he said after getting up was: "I want to see it go into the water!"

"Look, you can watch it." Song Beiyun didn't stop him: "Anyway, it's coming soon, just in these few days."

In the next few days, Zhao Xing cared more about the ship than Song Beiyun and Benyun did. He would come and guard it every day before dawn, watching the paint all day, even if someone missed a piece , he can stand up and scold people, it's so meticulous.

As for the revolution, he would still discuss with those progressive youths after he went back at night, but he never bothered Song Beiyun because of this matter, because he knew very well that his beloved big boat was much more important than the hair on his head.

A few days later, Song Beiyun also accompanied Zhao Xing to shave short hair. After so many years, he finally had short hair again, but this time he was somewhat reluctant in his heart, and even wrote a separate letter to Aunt Hong apologized, and Qiao Yun held his head and cried all night after his haircut, and even Biluo had red eyes all day long, as if what he shaved was not his hair but his head.

But this is easy to understand, it is still the limitation of the times.After all, in this day and age, even the assigned prisoners would not shave their heads casually, so after Song Beiyun's haircut, he was already an incomplete man in Qiaoyun's concept.

"Cool down."

When delivering food to Zhao Xing, Zhao Xing who was sitting in the dock saw that Song Beiyun had also shaved off his hair, and asked with a smile on his face, "I'm not joking with you, it's really comfortable."

"I don't even know how to explain to Aunt Hong!" Song Beiyun sighed and stroked the hair on his head: "I'm going to be one of the three men in the future, but now I'm actually a short-haired thief."

"Hahahaha... stupid."

"Why the hell are you scolding people?"

Zhao Xing was not like this before. Although he has a bad personality and likes to throw things, he really doesn't have a dirty mouth. But since he started to make do with people from all over the world that day, he has really become less and less qualified. This idiot I don't know who I learned it from, but it must be a dialect somewhere.

"Don't say that you are among the third princes. If you are an emperor, why don't you just shave? If the sky falls, I will support you. You are afraid of something."

"Oh, when the prince comes to beat you with a golden mace, don't run towards me."

Zhao Xing was silent, and then began to shove the rice into his mouth. An emperor ate like a starved ghost reincarnated.

"I haven't thought about it." Song Beiyun gave him a sideways glance, sat beside him and sighed, "When the time comes, don't look for me when you get beaten."

Zhao Xing still didn't speak or answer, but obviously he knew that he didn't expect this, and he forgot that there was a Prince Tuogu in Chang'an who beat the king unconscious and the courtiers down there.

"Impulse."

After a long time, Zhao Xing put down the bowl and let out a long sigh: "What a crime..."

"Fortunately, the prince is still alive. If one day the prince is gone, I don't know who can control you." Song Beiyun said helplessly: "What unpardonable things have you done at that time, I will tell you as soon as possible." Split, I want to keep the fruit of Huaxia."

"No way..." Zhao Xing said with some trepidation, "I'm very careful."

"People will inevitably expand after gaining unlimited power. You are now inflated and the prince is in control. What will you do in the future? When you become the stubborn and murderous Song Emperor, anyone who persuades you will die. I No exception."

"No way..." Zhao Xing shook his head and said, "You think too much. Be good, don't think too much."

Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "I made it clear to you in the letter. This kind of thing may not happen, but it may not happen. At that time, I will stand on my own for the first time, and then lift your son to the throne. Within a month I'm going to hit Jinling soon."

Zhao Xing scratched his face: "Damn it, there are still people in the world who would tell the current emperor about such things."

"Our grades are not too young, so we have to learn to put ugly words first." Song Beiyun took out a water bottle from the side and handed it to Zhao Xing: "If I fight for infidelity, I have to keep the fruits of so many years of hard work. I'm not interested in Jiang Shan, but that doesn't mean I can let others spoil her."

Zhao Xing nodded slightly to show that he understood.Then when he raised his head again, there was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes: "Tell me, the dragon chair is placed there, will anyone be curious to sit on it?"

"What's going on in your mind?" Song Beiyun said angrily, "Can you stop thinking about this kind of thing?"

Zhao Xing didn't stop fantasizing, and continued, "Tell me the truth, have you ever thought about sitting on the dragon chair?"

"I've sat on it before." Song Beiyun spread his hands, "In the imperial palace of the Liao Kingdom, I didn't just sit on the dragon chair."

"You're still playing with the emperor on the dragon chair... Fuck, your mother is so exciting!" Zhao Xing took a deep breath: "How is it? Is it interesting to sit on the dragon chair?"