Song Beiyun

Emperor Wanyan glanced at the sesame cake in his hand in astonishment: "The Song Dynasty is so powerful, the monarch only eats this?"

"Guess why I'm lame." Zhao Xing took a bite of the sesame cake: "Stop beeping, I heard that you haven't eaten for a day, and you're not too young, so eat some."

Looking at this pissed-off emperor, Emperor Wanyan couldn't help but laugh, but his mood improved a bit. He never expected that he would actually lose to such a foolish junior.

"As for you, it's not suitable to be here anymore, and then you don't want to sell it for a price. With Song Beiyun here, you can't afford to provoke the turmoil between Song and Liao." Zhao Xing sighed: "You are coming back with me." You can go to Jinling, and you can go to Chang'an. Don't go to Luoyang, Luoyang is dilapidated, not as good as Jinling and Chang'an, and my elder brother Yelu has a bad temper, she will bully you if she doesn't keep up."

Emperor Wanyan shook his head lightly when he heard his gangster-like remarks, "Then His Majesty the Song Emperor won't bully me as a prisoner?"

"What kind of person am I?" Zhao Xing gestured to himself for a while: "Song Beiyun told me a long time ago that the biggest mistake in the world is arrogance. Put aside winning or losing, but if you insult others, the situation will be small."

Emperor Wanyan took a bite of the sesame cake, looked at Zhao Xing in front of him, and heard him say a few words about Song Beiyun, but he was curious: "Why do you trust a subject so much?"

Zhao Xing took the cake and chewed it for a while, then tilted his head and looked at Emperor Wanyan: "I heard that your Jin Kingdom has a lot of rules. Ministers and subordinates have to kneel when they see their superiors, and everyone in the world will kneel when they see you."

"Isn't it justified?"

"Then let me tell you this. There are many people in the Song Dynasty whom I dare not kneel down." Zhao Xing looked at the dome and pouted a few times: "The late Zhao Xiang, Ding Xiang, and the Ministry of Industry Lao Zhang, Guo Jiu from Dali Temple, Song Beiyun, and Yan Shu are so many, I dare not make them kneel."

"why?"

"Because some people are destined not to kneel." Zhao Xing narrowed his eyes, and said softly: "They have to stand tall. Over time, Da Song no longer has the stink of kneeling. Look at you, come up with one or two If you are capable, you have to kill him. Take a look at the Liao Kingdom and look at my Song Dynasty. Which one is not a talented person who has gone out from generation to generation. You tell them the rules, and there are so many that they don’t need to talk about. A place of rules. I think the most useless emperor in the world is the one who talks about rules all day long. Even if I go out to beg for food, no one dares to violate the frontiers of the Song Dynasty. The so-called rules are just the last struggle before dying That's all."

These words were basically pointing at Emperor Wanyan's nose and cursing, but instead of getting angry, he turned his head to the sky and laughed. After eating the cake in two or three bites, he clapped his hands: "Good scolding!"

"As for why you said I believed in Song Beiyun, then you are wrong." Zhao Xing waved his hand and said, "I went out this time on a whim, and I didn't bring the jade seal with me. Guess who is in charge of the country's affairs? I believe it." It's not someone else, it just happens to be me. My vision will never be wrong, and I firmly believe that the people I choose, they didn't come up by sycophants and tricks, they came up by relying on their real ability. On the contrary, I don't even have a chance to struggle."

Emperor Wanyan pursed his lips and remained silent, while Zhao Xing continued: "My old Zhao family is notoriously suspicious. But to put it bluntly, I just don't trust myself enough. It's because I don't have the right position. But I think, if we continue like this Sooner or later, my kingdom in the east of the sunrise will be destroyed. You should also know that I was born as a puppet emperor."

"I heard something."

"You are still being polite, why have you heard about it? I, Zhao Xing, have been making jokes in the world for so many years, and you have only heard about it?"

Emperor Wanyan coughed twice, but did not answer.

"I, Zhao Xing. I was born as a puppet emperor, and gradually there are countless capable ministers and celebrities around me. When the people mention me, Zhao Xing, no one will say a word. This emperor is so damn good! How did I do this? In fact, I It's a blur, too. But I know, and one thing I do well is I know who I am and where I'm going."

As Zhao Xing spoke, he took out another piece of cake, broke it and threw half of it to Emperor Wanyan: "I've been busy for the past two days, I'm here to see you, and then shall we have a snack?"

"Although you say this, are you really not afraid that Song Beiyun's power will drive you away one day?"

"Why don't you understand?" Zhao Xing described with gestures and words: "If he really wants to be emperor, he already is. You Jin is really not in his eyes, of course, neither is Song, nor is Liao. You always think that this is the Liao Kingdom, that is the Jin Kingdom, and the Song Kingdom in front of it, but in his eyes, this place is China, there is China, and the front is still China.”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xing waved his hand and said, "Whether you want to eat snacks, I treat you."

Emperor Wanyan laughed dumbfounded, and slowly stood up from the throne: "Go."

"I'll wait for you at the door." Zhao Xing walked forward slowly on crutches: "I still have something to discuss with you."

"You? Discuss with me."

"I'll talk while eating, anyway, I have a vague idea, you come to give advice."

Emperor Wanyan felt that Zhao Xing was very strange, and he was indeed very strange, but this kind of strangeness did not seem to make people disgusted, nor did he have that kind of domineering posture, on the contrary, he had a kind of street spirit.

Thinking of this, he let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the deep darkness.

Chapter 841, Rain on May 7, Nine Years

There are many things in the world that cannot be explained clearly. People today will not know what it feels like to read history books for future generations. Whether it is ridicule or lamentation, just like today's Jin Kingdom, whether it will be reduced to a laughing stock or become a With a sigh, no one can tell.

But after all, after all, it is their own fault.

Emperor Wanyan, who had changed into casual clothes, followed Zhao Xing in Jinjingli. He was amazed at Zhao Xing's familiarity with this place, but also regretted his own unfamiliarity with it.

This is his city and his country, but he is so unfamiliar, it is ridiculous and embarrassing for an emperor of another country to take him around the streets.

"arrive."

Zhao Xing raised his crutches and pointed to a shop that didn't even have a storefront, and then said happily: "The roe deer here is very beautiful. Especially you have to try the cured and braised ones."

He didn't wait for Emperor Wanyan to open his mouth and walked in. After sitting down, the boss lazily came out, glanced at the two of them, and said angrily, "You two, we are closed today."

Zhao Xingcai didn't talk nonsense, and slapped a big Song Bao banknote on the table: "Two thighs, one cured and one stewed."

"Okay, guest officer! Please come inside, it's been a long time, I'm going to buy some wine for the two of you."

Emperor Wanyan looked at the owner's son who hurried out to buy wine in astonishment, and asked in surprise, "Is this okay?"

Naturally, there were no single private seats in this place, so Zhao Xing went straight to a remote corner and sat down. When he sat down, he even touched the swelling on his feet, and groaned in pain.

"You old man." Zhao said emotionally, and then shouted: "Shop, give me a whole side dish, do you still have pickles from the north? A whole plate!"

"I'm coming."

A large bowl of sliced ​​pickles was placed in front of the table. Zhao Xing picked up one and took a bite. The extremely sour taste made him narrow his eyes: "Okay, well, this pickle is fine, go get busy. Today Make it a good size, and if you do it well, you will be rewarded."

The shopkeeper was naturally thankful after hearing this, and went to work happily.

"There is no such thing in the palace." Zhao Xing picked up another one and put it in his mouth: "I was thinking that if I were a woman, I would have to give birth to a son, after all, people say that I am a sour woman."

The heavy hearted Emperor Wanyan made him laugh aloud. He tilted his head and looked at the legendary weird emperor. He had to admit that he was really weird, so weird that he didn't look like an emperor at all.

"Just now you asked me why this is okay. Old man, you can see that you are born in a noble family, and you don't like fireworks. The ordinary people are just a life of food, drink, clothing, food, housing and transportation. Everything here is inseparable from money, and they hate everything. No one will be troubled by money, if a banknote is sold out, let alone closed, even if you are limping, you have to struggle to get up."

After Zhao Xing finished speaking, the boy outside had brought the wine and put it on their table. Zhao Xing just opened the wine and was about to set down his chopsticks when the boss came out again and took out a large bowl of chopped goose intestines in brine. At the table let the two of them drink.

"Eat." Zhao Xing nodded his chopsticks to Emperor Wanyan: "This thing is perfect for drinking."

When did Emperor Wanyan eat this food? No matter how the intestines are drained, it is not something an emperor should eat. He hesitated again and again but found that Zhao Xing had already eaten goose intestines and wine, which was extremely delicious.

After all, he had been hungry for a whole day, and was hooked up by Zhao Xing, who was like a reincarnated starved ghost, Emperor Wanyan couldn't bear it, so he took a small bite, and after eating it, he felt that although this thing was delicious It is not available on the table, but it is really salty, fresh and crisp, and I couldn't help but ate a few more mouthfuls.

"Don't just eat vegetables, drink!"

Zhao Xing brought up the wine jar and poured a glass for Emperor Wanyan: "We only eat food and don't drink alcohol. If you want to eat with us, you have to sit at the same table as the children."

After hearing this, Emperor Wanyan laughed loudly, and took a big sip of the wine.

The wine is not long, but it has a strong taste, revealing the heroism of the vast northern land.

After taking a sip of the wine, Emperor Wanyan suddenly thought that the Jin Kingdom was already a cloud of smoke from yesterday, and couldn't help feeling sad from it, and sighed softly.

"That's enough, that's all. The major events of the world, if they are united for a long time, they will be divided for a long time, and they will be united for a long time. Now it's time to unite." Zhao Xing said with a stick of intestines in his mouth, "Don't lament. Come on, I will not treat you like a subjugated king, and on the other hand, I am not afraid of your comeback."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"Guess what I'm doing these days?"

Who can guess, it's not the roundworm in Zhao Xing's stomach.

"I have walked around your capital." Zhao Xing said with a smile, "Walk around with a limp, and it hurt half my life. I didn't see anything, I just looked at how the people around me were doing. To see if there is enough food in the warehouse, and to see how many people have fled the city. Guess what."

Emperor Wanyan looked at him curiously, waiting for his answer in the second half.

"The life of the people is as usual. Although there is not much grain in the granary, [-] boats of grain will arrive at the port in the next month. Some people leave the city, but there are no escapees. This shows two problems. "

"Please enlighten me."

Zhao Xing poured a glass of wine slowly: "This one is that the people are not afraid of the Song army. Second, you don't have the capital to make a comeback."

Emperor Wanyan shook his hand: "Why...how can you see..."

"For a king, seeing the people is like seeing a mountain, and the mountain will collapse and the earth will crack. The mountain hasn't moved. Where do you go to make a comeback? Rely on those generals who fled overnight? Or rely on those wealthy businessmen who sway? Children and officials and nobles?"

Now Zhao Xing really admires Song Beiyun's army supervision system. In the past, no matter victory or defeat, as soon as officers and soldiers entered the city, who would not be like a wolf and a tiger to turn a city upside down, steal people's money, and take money? People's food, adulterous wives and daughters have cut off the people's livelihood, and the monstrous hatred is there, holding back all their energy, waiting for someone to raise their arms and shout.

But now that the army enters the city, discipline is strictly enforced, not to mention looting, but it does not disturb the people. At dusk that day, the Song army entered the city and changed the dynasty.The bun shops of the common people opened as usual early the next morning. Some people who went to bed early didn’t even know that it had been changed from gold to song, and those well-informed businessmen had already prepared the firecrackers, and they started to light firecrackers early in the morning. The god of plague welcomed the Song army.

As for whether the common people are afraid or not, Zhao Xing has walked a lot in the past few days. Not to mention, the policy of Ren Song that he insisted on from the beginning has really played a miraculous effect. It's not.

Probably because of the power of word-of-mouth, Da Song took over Jinshangjing very smoothly. After taking over, someone did spread the word in the city that Song's army would start looting.

But before the Song army rested on the next day, the white hats in their army began to patrol the streets in groups of three. Even those soldiers who were drunk immediately woke up when they saw them. Half points make times.

So far, there has not been a single case of military disturbance, let alone a murderous case.

On the third day, the people were completely relieved. After all, life must continue. Those who should go to work should go to work, and those who should work should get their stalls. Within a few days, the entire Jinshangjing returned to normal.

Without public outrage, the Kingdom of Jin would naturally have no capital to make a comeback, and the so-called restoration is nothing more than a joke.

"And you've done a good job of fully Sinicizing." Zhao Xing held up his wine glass and toasted Emperor Wanyan: "If you don't fully Sinicize, there will definitely be troubles if you don't understand the language."

Speaking of the overall Sinicization, Zhao Xing wanted to laugh out loud. This matter had nothing to do with Song Beiyun, because the Kingdom of Jin had already been Sinicized before him, in order to compete with the Central Plains Dynasty for supremacy.

Who knows that the final result of this kind of Sinicization is indeed unification, which is taken for granted and without any obstacles.

Emperor Wanyan didn't have much temper when he heard this, because as Zhao Xing said, the Kingdom of Jin has exhausted its energy and everything is gone. From now on, the Kingdom of Jin can only be included in the history books. There are no more kingdoms of gold.

The power of the dynasty is exhausted, and no one cares about it, from the princes to the common people. Although there are old and young, their nostalgia cannot be counted, because what they are nostalgic for is not the Kingdom of Jin but the Kingdom of Jin. The splendor and wealth.

Now that the glory and wealth are gone, they are nothing more than people who smack their lips to reminisce after knocking their bones and sucking their marrow.

While talking, there was a noise from the kitchen, and the boss brought up a large casserole with soaked roe meat. The aroma was rich and tempting.

Zhao Xing hurriedly picked up a piece, blew it, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Song Beiyun said long ago that in peacetime, we should consider issues from top to bottom, and in times of war, we should consider issues from bottom to top."

"Oh? What kind of saying is this?"

"Actually, it took me a long time to realize that this is simply a theory of corrupt officials. In peacetime, officials must be considered first. Only when these bastards are fed can the people below be fed."

Emperor Wanyan laughed again: "Absurd."

"But it works. Look at the Kingdom of Jin. The laws are strict but repeated." Zhao Xing nodded and said, "Do you know how the Great Song Dynasty fights corruption?"

"how?"

"Just turn a blind eye and close one eye. Only arrest corruption and ignore bribery."

"Isn't that..."

"Don't worry, we haven't finished yet. But catch bribes."

"The matter of being able to bribe and accept bribes is so private..." Emperor Wanyan frowned: "How do you catch it?"

"No trouble." Zhao Xing said with a smile: "No trouble, the eyes are closed, something happened...hehe."

"efficient?"

"It's effective." Zhao Xing nodded and said, "It's not written into the law, but he understands human nature well. Officials are afraid and greedy, so they will pay attention to things after they receive money, and finally get rich after doing things. "

"Then didn't all the merchants get fat in the end?"

"Businessman." Zhao Xing smiled strangely, and tapped the casserole with chopsticks: "Look at this pot of roe meat, which piece will be eaten first?"

Emperor Wanyan's eyes widened suddenly: "You southern barbarians... your hearts are really dark."

"Stop talking nonsense, Yankees. Look at how rotten you all are. In Song Beiyun's words, there is no good way in the world to compete with the despicableness in people's bones. If you can't compete, why don't you just surround yourself with one another? Finally there is a way to make them spit out what they eat."

"Ugh……"

Emperor Wanyan let out a long sigh, he was here to be tough, but in the end he found that the top and bottom were blackened into a furnace of charcoal, and only he was put on that furnace to roast in the end.

"By the way, what did you say to discuss with me just now?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Zhao Xing knocked on the table lightly a few times: "It's nothing more than inviting you to manage the world together."

This sentence made Emperor Wanyan spit out all the meat he ate, and he stared at Zhao Xing with wide eyes, unable to recover for a long time.

"This time I came to the Kingdom of Jin... I really can't tell the outside world. If I tell the historians such a note, I will be laughed at for thousands of years." Zhao Xing shook his head helplessly: "The power of the family is too heavy, and someone needs to to contain."

"How to contain it?"

"One person is in charge, and many people are assisting the government. Whether it is sending troops or important tasks, it needs to be approved by all members before it can be implemented. No one, even I, can easily start a war." Zhao Xing said seriously: "Also Or even if I die, the country can continue to function."

"Rongzhen... I'll think twice." Emperor Wanyan stroked his forehead: "I'm a little puzzled."

"Don't worry, don't talk about you, I'm also in a daze." Zhao Xing nodded and said: "This will definitely not succeed all at once, it will take a long time to polish, but I think you are more or less an emperor, although not very successful , but few people in the world can match their mental vision, let alone money."

"Thank you for complimenting me."

"You're welcome."

Emperor Wanyan was quite speechless to this person, but in fact, he was really shocked by the bastard in front of him. If an emperor said such words, he could already tell himself that he was not wronged.

Under the inconspicuous appearance of the emperor of the Song Dynasty, there is definitely a great plan and strategy that belongs to him.

"Let's see clearly, right." Zhao Xing patted his chest and said, "Everyone wants their world to last for thousands of years, but since the Zhou Dynasty, there has been no dynasty in the world for 400 years. Even the Han Dynasty, plus The number of Shangshu Han was only five hundred. The number of Guozuo in the prosperous Tang Dynasty was only three hundred. Tell me, when will this reincarnation be the end."

"Then how do you plan?"

"I didn't think about the process, I just thought about the result." Zhao Xing was silent for a moment, and ate a piece of meat: "I want my China to live forever."

Emperor Wanyan's blood boiled with enthusiasm when he said this, he almost forgot that he was a king of subjugation, and wished he could ride his chasing wind that had been dead for many years on the battlefield on the spot.

"How to do it?"