Song Beiyun

"Don't worry." Zhao Xing took a sip of his wine: "We have to put the ugliness in front of this matter, because if we don't get it right, the foundation of the Great Unity will be ruined. You don't want to die in a hurry, do you?"

Emperor Wanyan laughed angrily at this bastard: "I'm only 47, I'm not in a hurry to die."

"That's fine. This matter may take another ten years. You should study hard at this stage." Zhao Xing took out something from his arms and handed it forward: "You can fill out the registration form for Qinglong Court."

Chapter 842: Gale on July 7, Nine Years

The First Fleet of the Song Dynasty had to stop at a relatively safe shelter due to the strong wind and waves at sea.

Then the whole group eats roast pork.

Because there are medical students on board, they not only study injuries, but also large and small livestock, the origin of these things, their bodies, and their reproduction, and all the things they have studied are all the same. Became meat in a cauldron.

The guys from the Agricultural College found some strange plants in the dense woods, most of which were poisonous, and some of the plants that were eaten by insects or birds and animals were also used as food.

In this way, there was no shortage of food on board, and they also got a huge sea fish. The fish tasted bad, but it was extremely rich in oil. After research, they found that the oil provided by these fish was in line with the records in ancient books. The setting of the shark oil.

They separated the fat and packed it in wooden barrels, while the meat that was not very tasty was salted and hung on the side of the boat to dry.

There is no shortage of salt or green leafy vegetables in the fleet, and there is no shortage of fresh ingredients even at sea. The main reason is the contribution of those helpless scholars. They not only grow vegetables, but also drag them with chains. Seaweed, because they found that most of the seaweed is edible, and the taste is really good, especially when adding some dried seaweed powder to the soup, the taste is full.

"I've gained ten catties from eating all the way, what's this called?" Da Hei Niu took a sip of a jar of wine: "This wine is not very good."

But he also knows that the taste of wine is not something he can choose. Being able to drink wine in this vast sea is already a very special thing. I really want to thank those scholars who have been tossing around all day. They really exhausted everything The method is tossing those animals and plants.

Of course, compared to the days in Song Dynasty, life now can only be called having fun while suffering.

It was windy and windy outside, and Mr. Han next to him was writing his painstaking book by the bonfire. Many scholars also gathered in twos and threes to transcribe notes. In their words, these things may become the most precious things in the world in the future one of the property.

But this doesn't mean much to a rough guy like Da Hei Niu.He was thinking about when the wind and rain would stop, otherwise it wouldn't be a problem to be stuck here all the time.

"It's convenient for me to go."

The big black cow stood up and walked outside, braved the rain and came under a big tree. As soon as he took off his pants, an arrow swished over from the darkness.

Nailed to the big black bull's chest, he got up and pulled out the arrow, whistled and rushed towards the direction the arrow came from.

The person on the other side obviously didn't expect someone to be able to walk so fast after taking an arrow in the chest. There was a commotion in the grass, and it was obvious that they were about to run away.

But the attacker is no match for the big black bull. Don't let him study and kill him, but on the battlefield, he is an invincible bear. This guy's physical strength is different from An ordinary person, plus his height and long legs, he ran like flying, and caught up with the attacker in a short while.

He jumped up and knocked the person down. The opponent wanted to fight back, but was knocked out by his slap, and then he was carried out of the woods like a chicken.

At this moment, the sentries behind also arrived, and when they saw the big black bull carrying a person in his hand, they rushed up.

"Damn it, dare to shoot me with an arrow."

As he spoke, he picked up the arrow in his hand and took a look. It was purely a sharpened stone tied to the wood.

"That's it?"

The big black cow smiled disdainfully, but he didn't dare to hide alone to shit anymore, because such arrows really couldn't penetrate his inner soft armor, but if it hit his face and neck, it would be terrible. It's not fun either.

So he had no choice but to let the attacker be sent to Mr. Han, while he made a fuss under the watchful eye of the sentinel.

"Look at your mother, have you never seen a man shit?"

He was swearing and swearing, and when he returned, the savage assailant had already woken up and was eating madly with a lunch box in his hand. Mr. Han seemed to be safe sitting on the sidelines.

"Mr. Han, I almost made him piss me off, but you still let him eat!"

Mr. Han raised his head and glanced at the big black cow: "It's all right."

"It's okay, it's okay if I don't wear soft armor, it's just that it's too annoying."

"It's fine." Mr. Han handed over a towel, "Wipe your head and face."

The big black bull sat on the side angrily. He didn't understand why Mr. Han wanted to save this little beast. It would be good if this kind of attacker was tied to the boat and sacrificed to heaven.

"Angry?" Mr. Han laughed: "This child should be a local native."

"The natives can do whatever they want?"

"If you have something to do, then of course you can't let it go, but you're all right. Let's find out who is in charge of this area first, and then find out where this place is. If they want to make friends, then make friends, and if they want to trade, then trade , if you are not willing, we will leave. Let’s talk about the destination.”

"What if they want to fight?"

Mr. Han gave a look, and the guard next to him immediately pulled the bolt, and there was a clicking sound, and Mr. Han said softly at this time: "Then shoot."

After such an explanation, the big black cow calmed down, and the little native also finished his meal. He saw the tall and burly strangers around him, and there was still some fear in his eyes.

Mr. Han smiled and gestured to him for a while, but he couldn't understand the language, so he didn't say anything more. It was just that the sentinel said that the camp was surrounded by hundreds of natives early the next morning.

Mr. Han walked up to the table and took a look, and then he didn't talk nonsense, and then let the captive child walk away with a lot of food.

The big black cow was curious, but he didn't ask, because he knew that he was no smarter than Mr. Han, and it was somewhat inappropriate to ask questions at this time.

Sure enough, not long after the child left, a stronger native led him to the front of the camp. He yelled without fear in front of the fully guarded sentinels, and after a while, someone came up one after another. The live wild boar was placed on the ground of the camp, and then the people retreated.

"There is a play!"

As soon as Mr. Han's eyes lit up, he immediately ordered people to prepare the goods, and then began to search for traces of these natives in units of a hundred people. Finally, they found a very primitive village in a valley.

However, they did not enter rashly, because Mr. Han ordered that after finding it, they only need to leave a mark. Rushing in will disturb the local owners, but if they don’t enter, they have to check the surrounding traces. First, they need to see if there is a large area of ​​cultivation. , because if it is a large area of ​​cultivation, it means that they are settlers, and if not, they may be refugees or nomads.Also, are there caves, temples, high platforms and other places that seem useless but they attach great importance to, because if there are, they may be a sacrificial civilization.

Maybe Mr. Han is the first human civilization researcher. He summarized all the records along the way, and classified civilizations with different characteristics. In short, he thinks that the best thing to deal with is farming civilization, which comes with hospitality. attribute, and the most difficult civilization to deal with is the religious civilization with its own sacrificial attributes. They will be easily offended and extremely warlike.

The people who went to investigate in the afternoon returned, and they told Mr. Han all the information about the investigation. When he heard that they did not have a high platform and had about a thousand acres of fields, Mr. Han's mental calculations were relieved.

Early the next morning, Mr. Han went to the village with more than [-] people and various goods.

After he entered it, he waved to a native who was farming from a long distance away, and the native ran back to the village as soon as he saw him, and then almost all the men in the village came.

They looked nervous, but they relaxed their vigilance a little when they saw that Mr. Han was alone.

It was the strong man carrying the wild boar who came out yesterday, came to Mr. Han and chattered around, but Mr. Han was already prepared, he took out the picture he drew last night, and there was the wild boar in it, There are also pictures of two people exchanging pictures with fish in one hand and vegetables in the other.

Although there is a language barrier, bartering is obviously a common language. The man nodded and made way for Mr. Han to go to the village.

Mr. Han shouted at this time, and all the soldiers who had been prepared stood up. They came behind Mr. Han with large and small bags of goods on their backs. Then he unscrewed a can of oranges in a glass bottle, took a sip first, and handed it to the man.

The man glanced at him curiously, but a warrior is a warrior after all, and he poured it into his mouth as soon as he picked it up. The sweet taste made him excited instantly, and he handed the unfinished can to other tribesmen. Everyone took a sip and everyone seemed to cheer up.

Sure enough, Song Beiyun said that sweetness is a common placebo for human beings, and this is really true.

They were quickly brought into the village. The big black cow also saw the little brat who shot him yesterday. He walked up to the kid and immediately shivered. The big black cow gestured at his chest, to the effect that he was asking him Why shoot yourself.

But the kid ran directly into the wooden house, and then took out a bear-like wood carving, pointing to the wood carving and then to the big black bull.

The soldier next to him couldn't help laughing, which means that he was regarded as a blind bear...

But it's no wonder, just squatting there with his body, he really looks like a blind bear.

The big black cow sighed, turned around and cursed: "I'm so damn unlucky."

"It's big."

At this time, the child's mother ran away, holding him in her arms in fear, and watching the big black cow vigilantly.

"Really... Damn it." The big black cow said cursingly: "Forget it, it's fate that I get shot by you."

After speaking, he untied his survival knife from his waist and threw it at the boy: "I'll send you off."

The child may only be twelve or thirteen years old, and may be extremely thin due to malnutrition. After receiving the object thrown by the big black cow, his first reaction was to pull out the knife curiously, but he saw it was Such an exquisite weapon, at that time he ran away screaming excitedly, and ran to show off to his partners that he had received a gift.

At this moment, Mr. Han is sitting under a tree house with that man. The two of them communicate with gestures, but after all, Mr. Han is smart. His learning speed is amazing, and he quickly summed up what the man said. The laws of language, began to imitate it.

The other party may be amazed by Mr. Han's learning ability, so he started a brief conversation with him out of curiosity.

Soon, Mr. Han knew the pronunciation of simple words such as seeds, meat, vegetables, etc. After he recorded these in his notebook, he began to try to communicate with the leader.

The beginning of many things is because of the law of the dark forest, especially between the two civilizations. Everyone is cautious in the first contact, because the language and information are not smooth, as long as there is a little friction, it may be a war of extermination, but Whenever one party starts to learn the other's language, the probability of friction will be much reduced.

People are always used to speaking with swords and guns, but they often forget the most primitive and instinctive way of communication of human beings, using their mouths.

"They want food and tools, and they will exchange them with gold and gems. But I asked if they could give us some seeds during the exchange."

After a day's visit, Da Song opened up the situation with the third item, delicious food, excellent tools and strong cloth.

And that's all the things the other side asks for, of course... they want everything, but they can't afford such a big price. Generally speaking, they are still very poor.

"Then what did they say?"

"Of course." Mr. Han said while eating a piece of barbecue, "But I've only communicated to this extent, and I don't know the complicated things behind."

"I saw that they planted a lot of weird grains. Could it be the high-yield grains that the commander-in-chief said?"

"I don't know, take them all back."

As for trade, let’s do it freely. The supplies they waited for in Eizo were almost terrifying. Most of them were iron tools and things that were worthless in Song Dynasty but were artifacts in this kind of place.

As for whether it is a new seed or not, it doesn't matter.In the words of the people in the Academy of Sciences, those who can go back will go back, and those who can’t go back will find a way to go back. For those books that have never been seen, if the big tree can’t go back, the small tree will be dug back. Life and death on the road No matter how much you can live.

"This gum is so weird." At this time, a researcher from the Agricultural College next to him said: "This is what they use to make shoes. I have never seen such a flexible thing. They gestured to me and said it was brought from the south. .”

Mr. Han was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Let's stay here for a while, try to learn their language, and then invite them to take us south as a guide. The fastest way is to avoid conflicts as much as possible, Black Bull."

"exist."

"You have to do a good job as a guard, don't worry about it, don't let someone shoot you like a bear again."

Immediately, the barracks was filled with joy.

Chapter 843: Sunny August 7, Nine Years

Speaking of this midsummer day, the weather is changeable. Yesterday it was still windy and windy, but today it is clear and clear.

Jin Jingzhong was busy, Song, Jin and Liao were already making the final handover, bigwigs from all sides gathered together, even the Emperor Liao who was in Luoyang rushed over from a long distance.Accompanying him were Song Beiyun, an important minister of the Song Dynasty, and Han Qi, the left supervisor of the Liao Supervisory Council.

Now Han Qi has become the youngest second-rank member of the Liao Kingdom because of presiding over the reform of the Liao Kingdom. In terms of rank, he is already higher than Song Beiyun.

According to the principle of reciprocity between the two countries, Song Beiyun is not qualified to talk to him. After all, since Song Beiyun left Beijing, his grade cannot exceed the third grade.

But the problem is that Han Qi is not stupid. Although he walked with Song Beiyun all the way, he avoided it whenever he could.

It's just a joke to restrain people like Song Beiyun with grades, and His Majesty has repeatedly warned his subordinates not to provoke that narrow-minded man, he holds grudges very much.

"Bullshit!"

Song Beiyun pointed at Zhao Xing's nose and cursed: "Without land support and logistical supplies, you really dare to lead the conquest yourself! This is a mess in the Kingdom of Jin. If you have a slightly capable opponent, you don't know how to die! You say If you are caught, what will you do next?"

Zhao Xing used a reed to weave a grasshopper next to him. He didn't want to answer Song Beiyun's mouth. Anyway, he had already prepared himself psychologically. He was sure to be scolded. He was ready to be harsher. Now Song Beiyun's reprimand was almost painless to him.

"You really are..." Song Beiyun patted the table vigorously: "You bastard!"

"At that time, I said something excitedly, but I didn't expect that they would really gather together, and it was hard to get off, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet."

"You are the emperor! Your word is the golden rule and the order of death. I told you a long time ago that there are no jokes in the army. A word on your head is the horn of charge. You are over 30 years old, how can you still learn it? Won't you think twice?"

The majestic monarch of a country is trained like a son. It would be a joke to say it, but the human rights who have come and gone have not heard it, as if they are used to it.

"I'm not going to be an example... I'm not going to be an example." Zhao Xing let out a sigh of relief: "Look, I'm already crippled."

Zhao Xing's current range of activities can only be in this small house in the other garden. For some reason, he has obviously recovered before, and he has not eaten those seafood, but the redness, swelling and pain have not subsided.

"Get your feet out!"

Song Beiyun squatted in front of Zhao Xing and took out a set of tools. Seeing Zhao Xingzi stretch out his foot screaming, he reached out and pressed it.

At that time, Zhao Xing was almost sent away, shouting like killing a pig.

Song Beiyun didn't talk nonsense, first he directly injected a tube of anesthetic into it, then used a sharp scalpel to cut open his skin, and finally used sterilized tweezers to take out dozens of bloody blood from Zhao Xing's toes The stone-like thing, and then took out the alcohol...

"It hurts."

"There are anesthetics." Song Beiyun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and poured alcohol directly on the wound.

Zhao Xing only felt that the wound was a little cold, and he was still grinning, but before he could take a few breaths, suddenly the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow surged, he turned his head and threw himself on the bed, holding his hands tightly. Staying on the bed sheet, screaming ahhhh.

Finally, after the wound was cleaned up and Baiyao was applied, Song Beiyun wrapped his feet up, which saved Zhao Xing's life, but the bed sheet had already been torn with a hole.

After a while, Zhao Xing finally came back to his senses, looked at the things in the small dish that were taken out from his toes, and asked curiously: "This..."

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat all day. Instead of eating seafood, you can eat big goose stewed in iron pot and stewed mushrooms with flying dragons here. The delicacies of mountains and seas are quite satisfying, huh?"

"You can't eat that?"

"It's more than you can't eat." Song Beiyun said while washing his hands with alcohol: "From now on, alcohol has nothing to do with you, especially rice wine. You can't even touch it. Once you touch it, you will limp once, and finally you will be completely paralyzed in bed .”

Hearing that the matter was so serious, Zhao Xing turned pale, and after a long silence, he asked, "What about rice wine? Is rice wine okay?"

"I've said it all, but it's not good for wine, especially rice wine. You have to reduce sugar and meat, and you have to eat less chicken, duck, fish, beef and sheep."

"What's the difference between that and being dead?"