Song Beiyun

"Okay, okay, don't bother with this matter, I'll tell someone to deal with it." Zhao Xing waved his hand: "Don't embarrass me."

Song Beiyun was also amused, while Zhao Xing tapped on the table lightly: "In the future, if you encounter such a thing, just coax it, don't really do it, it will lower your status very much, and it will not happen."

"Got it." Song Beiyun leaned back on the chair and was silent for a while: "You seem boring now, how about I arrange a hunt?"

"Hunting?"

"That's right, you and the emperor of the Liao Kingdom will see each other on the hunting ground."

"I'm fucking sick, right? She's from Khitan and grew up on horseback. I compete with her in hunting, why don't you let her compete in embroidery with me?"

Song Beiyun frowned: "Do you still have this skill?"

"Yeah." Zhao Xing nodded: "I can also knit sweaters, do you want to? I'll knit a scarf for you."

"You don't want to disgust me anymore." Song Beiyun said with a smile, "Why haven't I seen you embroider?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Zhao Xing stood up on crutches and came to a cabinet, took out the equipment inside, and on it was a half-shown lotus, Zhao Xing picked up the colored thread and rubbed it on his head with a needle, and sat down. I started to embroider before the dinner table.

"This kind of embroidery requires careful attention, otherwise a piece of good material will be useless if you take it apart once, and the color is bold. People say that red and green are stuffed with shit, but look at my red and green, the soil is so beautiful. gorgeous."

"Oh my god..." Song Beiyun blocked his eyes, "You've become Dongfang Invincible."

"Who is Undefeated in the East?"

"No one, just talking casually." Song Beiyun leaned against the table and snatched the silk cloth from Zhao Xing's hand: "It's more embarrassing for people to see you than me fighting with the little bastard."

"What about self-cultivation, how can you be ashamed?"

"Okay, but let me arrange a hunt for you, it's also good to get together and have fun."

"It's up to you, you can arrange it. Anyway, I will speak first. If anyone laughs at me, I will turn my back on you."

This hunting was originally one of the methods used by emperors to show their bravery since ancient times, but Zhao Xing was timid before going into battle, but it is actually quite interesting to arrange a hunting this summer.

Moreover, Fo Baonu also longed for such a hunt in his homeland, so after Song Beiyun passed the news to her, he immediately received a positive response.

Not only hunting, because Fobaonu belonged to the hunting people, so they know more about this kind of thing, so in addition to hunting activities, there is also a grand summer festival.

Originally, this required the emperor of the Liao Kingdom to wear a deerskin headgear to act as a silly roe deer, but Fo Baonu removed this item by using his power for personal gain.

However, the event is still very grand, and the planning started on the day it was proposed. The street market has already started to be decorated in the evening, and the curfew from the surrender of the Kingdom of Jin to today has been officially cancelled.

If you want to say what Song Beiyun likes most about Buddha Baonu, it must be this vigorous character, but for her, this summer festival is not so perfect. The first reason is that it is almost the beginning of autumn now, and the beginning of summer is a bit late. Well, the second is that Song Beiyun proposed that cultural integration must be carried out in this summer festival.

That is to say, the two most grand sacrificial activities in the Liao Kingdom, Spring Sacrifice and Winter Catch, now have to add Han elements.

Although he was a little reluctant, whether he could perfectly get back the land of Longxing in Daliao now depended on this meeting.

The longing for the homeland is greater than everything else, so the Liao Kingdom is basically a compromise that can be compromised. Isn’t it just changing the process of the Summer Festival, and it’s over!

However, this kind of thing still requires the two parties to meet and discuss, so now it has become a communication between Song Beiyun and Han Qi.

But Song Beiyun seemed to be very busy and didn't have time to meet Han Qi face to face, so he just asked someone to pass a charter to Han Qi, which clearly listed various items for the Summer Festival.

After Han Qi finished reading it, he didn't dare to make up his mind easily, so he handed it over to Fo Baonu that night.

After reading it, Fo Baonu scolded Song Beiyun: "This is simply murder!"

Han Qi didn't dare to say a word, because the ceremony pattern in the charter almost lost the style of the Khitan people, and it was completely the template of the Han people.

"This is Song Beiyun!"

Fo Baonu left the charter on the ground: "This is his murderous strategy!"

"Then Your Majesty, we just say no."

"No? Do you think it's okay if you don't?" Fo Baonu sneered: "That thing that is not as good as a pig or a dog, if you don't approve it, he will be able to hold a summer festival in the name of the Great Song Dynasty. I don't know why, but after a long time, I thought that the summer festival belonged to the Song people!"

"Your Majesty... I think that with the current situation, I, Daliao, can fully participate in it, but I need to talk to them."

"What are you talking about? Let me tell you, the dog man doesn't plan to talk about it after the charter! Do you think this is a discussion? It's just telling me about the Liao Kingdom."

Fo Baonu's liver is going to explode, Song Beiyun is too bullying, but he really has no choice, or Liao Kingdom will participate, and sell the dog meat of the Great Song and Xia Festival with the sheep's head from the Liao Kingdom Festival .

Or, the Liao Kingdom doesn't even have a name, and it's just a summer festival in the form of Song people.

Anyway, this knife can't be avoided, or the Liao country doesn't participate, you can go to the Liao country to hold it yourself, and the Song country didn't stop it.

But the problem is that Fobaonu's ultimate goal is to regain his homeland!This is something to get back at all costs.

"Song Beiyun!!!"

Fo Baonu threw the candlestick on the table to the ground, his face turned red with anger.

Han Qi smiled wryly, how could he not know the current state, this His Majesty is really angry now, but he can only be angry.

"Go...call me Song Beiyun!"

Soon, Song Beiyun was summoned to the other garden on the Liao side. Buddha Bao Nuzhuo asked without raising his head behind the book: "Marquis of Lin'an, why don't you kneel when you see me?"

"You deserve it too?" Song Beiyun sneered: "The sky is big and the earth is big, who dares to make me kneel? Tell me one more thing and try."

Fo Baonu wanted to slap himself, and if he blurted out in a fit of anger, he might be laughed at by those around him in the end.

But at this time, she couldn't be cowardly, and could only look at Song Beiyun with a livid face: "Do you know where this is?"

"It doesn't matter where you are, I only know that the place you are now is the territory of Song Dynasty. What's the matter? Are you going to war? Come, come, you order to send troops now."

Han Qi raised his eyelids to take a look, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I'm in a hurry, so I'll go and make things easier..."

Chapter 845: Sunny August 7, Nine Years

"The same thing I said to Zhao Xing once, since I let the Khitan elements be added to the festivals of the Song Dynasty, it is impossible to Sinicize the Khitan festivals."

Song Beiyun put his hands on the table and said solemnly: "I don't allow anyone to play the game of cultural division for me. Originally, there is a problem with two or even three courts in a country, but there is no way to deal with it now, otherwise you think Can you still let you lose your temper with me here?"

"Do you just know to bully me?"

"In the face of national righteousness, any personal feelings are not worth mentioning. I, Song Beiyun, don't want to be blackened by history. I want to lay down the foundation for the next 500 years in this lifetime. This is my goal and my goal. No one can stop me from the cause that must be achieved, if you really want to be tough, then you don't want to be the emperor."

Fo Baonu's tears came down at that time, she was crying herself, and today Song Bei Yunding said such a heavy word on her forehead, she immediately felt uncomfortable in her heart.

But for Song Beiyun, everyone is an adult, and no matter what the relationship is, he must put his ugly words first. The goal he set when he walked out of the small mountain village cannot be moved by anyone.

He may not want money, power, or even fame, but whoever stands in his way is an enemy, whether it is Zhao Xing or Fo Baonu.Because in front of the nation, personal gains and losses are not worth mentioning at all. The China in his former world played feudalism to the extreme, but so what?When you should be torn to shreds, you will be torn to shreds. What if you once stood at the top of the world. When the times abandon you, you won't even say goodbye.

Since he is now selected by history to correct what should have happened, even if he wants to prevent future generations from saying "if then" when they read history, he must lay down a complete and sound foundation for a unified society. He thinks the most scientific idea is to shake off the dirt of feudal society.

The room is not very sound proof. Han Qi was standing outside, and he could hear the conversation inside very clearly, especially the phrase "You don't want to be an emperor". The classic literati of education were hit like a thunderbolt.

He didn't understand it very well, but he could feel the power in it, and His Majesty the Emperor of Liao Kingdom, who had always been strong, was like a helpless child in front of him, without any power to parry at all.

"Is he really that strong?"

This question arose in Han Qi's mind at the moment, but it quickly dissipated. Although he didn't know much about Song Beiyun, he didn't think he had this ability.

The ensuing question is another sentence he said "the foundation of the next 500 years". Everyone in the world hopes that their country will last forever, but no one dares to say that their foundation can last for hundreds of years. Iteration, this is the rule, so he was really curious, where did Song Beiyun get the confidence to say such words, and how he planned to practice his words.

At this moment, Song Beiyun opened the door and came out. Han Qi glanced inside and found that His Majesty was crying. He didn't dare to go in, so he twisted his feet and followed Song Beiyun's footsteps: "Master Song, I don't know something. ..."

The next day, Fo Baonu really agreed to use a large number of Chinese elements in the Summer Festival, and jointly established with Zhao Xing to add two festivals each year on the Summer Solstice Day and the Winter Solstice Day, which are the traditional Liao Kingdom’s Summer Solstice Festival and Winter Fishing Festival. Festival.

As for Han Qi, he locked himself in the room on the grounds that he was unwell. There was a piece of paper in front of him. On the paper was written a tree-shaped social structure distribution map. From last night until now, he has been staring at I was studying with this piece of paper I wrote down casually, and I didn't even take a break for a moment.

The most difficult thing in the world is to put your own ideas into other people's heads and put other people's money into your own pockets, because everyone has different levels of education, different directions of education, and even different core knowledge. So the process of accepting a new concept is very painful.

This is why education should start with children who have not yet formed a complete three views, because once the three views are established, trying to change them is tantamount to going to heaven.

This is what Han Qi is facing now. He just planned to chat with Song Beiyun about Song Liao yesterday, but Song Beiyun did not shy away from telling him many disadvantages of the current society and his vision for the future.

This conversation brought Han Qi into an unprecedented field. Although he also resisted, he could not refute it. As a mature scholar and wise man, he knew deeply that if something he resisted but could not refute, it would prove Maybe I was wrong.

Of course, he couldn't prove that what Song Beiyun said was right, so now he was studying the social operating system that Song Beiyun told him like a maniac.

"Patriarchal system, the will of the chief, one word, lifelong system, hierarchy concept, sect concept, village elder system..."

These terms tormented Han Qi over and over again. If such a concept is wrong, then is it true that the operating system of the state since the Zhou Dynasty is wrong?

He was trying to refute Song Beiyun, but the more he got into it, the more he felt that the problem was really serious. If he didn't talk about anything else, he would just talk about the old man's system. This is not only the Song Dynasty, but the Liao Kingdom is also deeply affected by it Harmful, new ideas and systems are rejected time and time again, and the old-fashioned system prevents laws from penetrating into all aspects of society.

In contrast, social public ownership can solve such problems very well. Although it still cannot solve the hierarchical system well, it can to a large extent disintegrate the emergence of small groups and individual monopoly mechanisms.

Han Qi is not only good at writing, but also very good at shorthand. He almost copied Song Beiyun's speech intact, but now a new problem has arisen, that is, he can't understand many terms in it.

This kind of feeling is like a top student encountering an unsolvable problem, the kind of scratching his heart, the kind of irritability and anxiety made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Looking out the window, he found that it was still early, so he straightened up his appearance, got up and went straight to the place where the Song Dynasty Mission was located.

After entering it, he explained his purpose of coming, and after Song Beiyun called him in, he patted the dust that might be on his body, and walked in solemnly.

But as soon as he entered, he found that His Majesty the Great Song Emperor was there. He was sitting there holding a huge white radish and was stamping. Han Qi immediately lowered his head as if he saw everything.

"Let's talk." Zhao Xing got up with a lot of things he wanted to sign: "I'm going to find Brother Yelu."

Han Qi waited until Zhao Xing had left before raising his hands to Song Beiyun and saying, "Mr. Song, I have a few questions that I would like to ask."

Song Beiyun put one hand on his head and yawned: "Master Han, please sit down. We talked all night yesterday. Are you not sleepy? I almost lost half of my life."

Han Qi smiled awkwardly: "I don't know why, how dare I fall asleep."

As he said that, he came to the table and took out his notes: "I have a few words, but I still don't understand them. I hope Master Song can enlighten me."

"Which one?"

"Please say."

"First is monopoly. Isn't state monopoly a monopoly? Why is it feasible for the state but not for private individuals?"

"Ah, this." Song Beiyun sat up straight: "Let's talk about it in a more general way, let's use rice flour, grain and oil."

Han Qi quickly picked up the pen and a bottle of ink, and Song Beiyun took out a pen from his arms after seeing it: "I wanted to give it to you yesterday, but I didn't bring it with me."

This fountain pen is a proof product when the workshop made trial-produced fountain pens. Because of the lack of rubber, the ink tube inside is made of extremely precious Lingnan shellac. There are only six fountain pens in existence, and the one in Song Beiyun's hand is one of them. Yan Shuna had one branch, the late Zhao Xiang had one, Ding Xiang had one, the deans of the three academies of Chang'an, Jinling, and Tongling each had one, and the rest did not even have the emperors of Song and Liao.

"This... this is too precious."

"Hey, how precious is this?" Song Beiyun said with a smile, "Master Han is worth it."

After Han Qi learned how to use the pen, he tried to write a few words, and found it extremely smooth, much better than his own dip pen. However, he also knew how precious this thing was, so he even wrote a few words when writing. He didn't dare to push hard, he was more gentle than his mother-in-law.

"Rice, flour, grain and oil are controlled by the state, and it looks like a monopoly to others, but it is not the case. The difference lies in whether it is controllable."

"Controllable?"

"Yes, it is controllable. Just like salt and iron are in the hands of the state, if things that are related to the national economy and the people's livelihood fall into the hands of private individuals, do you know what will happen?"

"Prices are soaring, and the reputation is dying."

"No." Song Beiyun laughed: "It's not too high, it will even drop sharply at the beginning, and the price will not start to rise until a dominant player defeats other competitors. And it won't skyrocket, it will Well, I'm stuck on that line that makes people uncomfortable but it's not impossible to live on. Fifty cents a catty of new grain, you think it's expensive, but here is twenty cents a catty of old grain, and you can still compete with Chen Er next door. It’s a bit expensive, but it’s not unacceptable. But it’s different in famine years. A few years ago, the Song and Liao suffered a sudden drought. Do you still remember the price of grain in your hometown? "

"It's increased by [-]%."

"The [-]% is the shipping fee." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "Compared to the price of rice, the price is relatively cheap, and [-]% is irrelevant. But if it is not in the hands of the state, the price may still be secondary, even if it is a monopoly. Go to the sky, but the key is whether you can buy it."

"Huh? Why?"

"Even the monopolists will not mess around, but the people below will. Because the upper monopoly only wants money, and there will be bidding in different regions to buy grain. If you bid in Hangzhou and Suzhou in the barren land in the northwest, you can still buy it. Food? The richest man in the village bids with the common people, can the common people still buy the grain? Layer after layer of exploitation, the grain cannot reach the bottom, this is no longer an issue of price but a deeper social problem of extreme utilitarianism, social At the beginning, it will automatically eliminate all those who it thinks have no value in survival. But as the ruler of the country, I ask you, should those old, weak, sick and disabled be able to live in this world, and does he have this right?"

"Naturally there is. Human beings should be good. The good should be magnanimous. The poor should be kind to themselves, and the rich should benefit the world. The smart and capable people should live, and the old, weak, sick and disabled should also live. Taoism says that everything is a dog, The Buddha said that all beings are equal."

"That's right. That monopoly will gradually bring society into a direction of extreme utilitarianism, and they will weed out the people at the end, because those people have no value and meaning." Song Beiyun tapped the table lightly: "We must avoid Eat big pots of rice to dawdle, and avoid such a cruel social elimination system. Those who govern the country should take it as their duty to build a world of equal wealth instead of just seeing the one-acre three-point land in front of them. If you only measure the meaning of a person by value, the world will Nearly [-]% of the people will be screened out, which is unreasonable and inappropriate."

"In other words, if one country is governed, what needs to be considered more is how to make everyone live better?"

"Yes. As for you, you must ask, if the businessman monopolizes it, wouldn't it be enough to kill it?"

Han Qi laughed, he really wanted to ask.

And Song Beiyun pondered for a moment: "If I were a businessman, if you gave me enough money, I could sell you the knife that cut off my head. Killing people can't solve the problem. What we have to do is to be vigilant and careful at all times. A healthy country cannot live without any In the industry, governing a big country is like cooking a small dish, and handling it simply and roughly will not only waste a pot of good ingredients, but may also cause poisoning."

"Then how?"

"Draw a red line. Within the red line, strictly guard against death. Outside the red line, let them eat dogs." Song Beiyun's answer was very clear: "If you see that dog is about to win, give him a stick. It's killing dogs. It’s hard to find the knife, but can’t you find the stick?”

Han Qi's eyes were shining brightly: "I understand!"

Afterwards, he asked all the questions he wanted to ask, and Song Beiyun gave the answers readily, feeling that he was just preaching, accepting karma and resolving doubts, without any selfishness, it can be said that he knew everything The answers are endless.

This conversation not only involved businessmen, but also very sensitive issues such as the country, imperial power, and ethnicity. Song Beiyun didn't shy away from it at all, and even said it openly. Now a country with two courts is distorted and abnormal. In the future, sooner or later, China will be a complete China. No one destroys anyone, and some are just a brand new country built after a vigorous struggle. The Han people are part of the country, the Khitan people are a part of the country, and the Jurchens are even Both grassland people and Tubo people are.

This is a grand plan and great cause that the emperors of all dynasties have been thinking about, but Song Beiyun's thinking is much more detailed. After Han Qi learned of his thinking, although he still didn't quite understand it, he was greatly shocked.

And then, during the preparations for the ceremony, Han Qi had to drill into Song Beiyun's house with a notebook between his hands every now and then.

Until one day Fo Baonu called him in front of him: "Are you familiar with Song Dynasty? Stay away from Song Beiyun! He will confuse people, stay away from him!"