Song Beiyun

"So that's how it is." Zhao Xing scratched his chin: "What a bastard, if they dare to violate my border, I will definitely kill them."

"Give me the money!" Song Beiyun continued without saying a word: "The premise of being sure to kill is to be able to beat others. If you lose, you will be finished."

"I think you're a little too careful."

"Tell me not to think too much about things that are related to the survival of the nation?" Song Beiyun scolded, "Zhao Xing, please remind me that this kind of thing is better to kill one thousand by mistake than to let one go. Under the premise of the specific situation of the other party, everything must be dealt with in a fixed frame."

"But it's too expensive."

"Money won't be wasted." Song Beiyun dipped his hand in the wine and drew a few lines on the table: "Take advantage of this opportunity to directly lay the railway across. Now the most difficult boiler technology is basically mature, and the long term may be as short as two years." In one year, the first car front will be born, and then let you see what a real qualitative leap is."

Hearing this, Zhao Xing was actually gearing up for it. He had seen those huge iron bumps a long time ago. Although he hadn't seen them, he could tell from the size of that big guy. If it could run, the world would It's really different.

"All right, all right, isn't it just money, just take it." Zhao Xing sighed, "I'm going to build a giant ship secretly..."

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay..." Zhao Xing waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk about these, let's talk about the plans for the next year first."

"Don't lie to me, I'm already on vacation, and my plan after the next year is to go to the Qinling Mountains to get two golden monkeys and raise them at home."

"Get me one."

"I warn you, the No. [-] giant ship will be launched after the year, so don't go to Lianyungang to make trouble for me."

Zhao Xing responded with an "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. So impulsive.

"What about you?" Song Beiyun asked Yan Shu along the way.

Yan Shu pointed to himself: "Me? What other plans can I have? Ding Xiang will retire soon, and now he is selecting a successor. I have to help him share a lot of things. Jinling City."

After Song Beiyun finished listening, he leaned back on the chair and suddenly shook his head for no reason: "Before you know it, you and I are getting old."

"That's right, I'm already 30 years old." Yan Shu sighed, "I still remember your Master Song's poems were amazing, but there was no poem after that."

"By the way, who is Ding Xiang's successor? Do I know him?"

Yan Shu shook his head and said, "It's Fan Zhongyan, the Wenlin Lang of the dynasty. You may not recognize him, from Suzhou."

Song Beiyun almost spit out his drink: "I know him...how could I not know him?"

"You know him? I haven't heard you mention it."

"Never mind."

Song Beiyun sized Yan Shu up and down: "If nothing unexpected happened, would you accept me as an apprentice too? Let me guess... Ouyang Xiu?"

Yan Shu frowned, staring at Song Beiyun: "You fucking spy on me!? You don't even worry about me?"

"No, no, no." Song Beiyun laughed loudly, and waved his hands again and again to make up a reason: "I also took a fancy to him, but later found out that he is from your hometown, so I won't snatch this treasure from you."

Chapter 856: Rain on May 1, Ten Years

"There are two days to preach, and you are not well prepared?"

"Ready? What is there to prepare for that thing?"

Song Beiyun squatted in the compound of Jinling Academy of Sciences, watching the people in front of him constantly playing with a huge iron guy that was steaming.

This thing is like the dragon king trapped on the fairy rope in myths and legends. It is fixed there by dozens of thick chains, but every time it is strengthened, it will bulge outward like a bull. The thick iron pile buried more than ten meters deep in the ground has been rubbed with deep scars.

"If there is any mistake, I am afraid that your first life's fame will be gone."

Faced with Yan Shu's reminder, Song Beiyun just smiled but did not speak.It's just that the iron chain on the giant has been untied at this moment, and it is slowly sliding on the circular rails in the courtyard.

"When this thing passes in front of the people of the world, it will already be worth a thousand words."

After Song Beiyun saw that the big iron lump began to accelerate slowly, he got up and applauded along with the crowd, and shouted: "Today is an extra meal, I treat guests! Good wine and good food are welcome!"

There was a burst of warm celebration at the scene, and Yan Shu looked at everything in the compound with his hands behind his back and a smile.

He knew that this thing was called a train, and he could tell that this thing was actually very powerful, but he didn't know how powerful this thing could be.

But you will see it after all, because in two days, this thing called the train will pull out all the things it can pull out when Song Beiyun preaches to the climax, and put it in front of the world, so that people can see it clear and direct.

"If the current war standard is used, how much will it cost to fight once?"

Yan Shu suddenly asked a very sensitive question, but Song Beiyun fell silent. After a long time, he said, "I'll make it up to you."

"Well, I'm waiting."

Song Beiyun and Yan Shu walked slowly to the front of the locomotive that had stopped for data monitoring, and then said: "Bullets, die-cast bullets cost 75 cents a round, and forged large-caliber projectiles cost 150 cents a round. A skilled infantry Ten to fifteen rounds can be shot in a minute. Without using forged bullets, the cost is between 250 and 10 Wen. We have 1 people. According to the minimum cost per minute, it is 500 million Wen, or 1. Five thousand guan. And this is [-] minute."

Yan Shu pursed his lips and did not answer, quietly waiting for Song Beiyun to continue.

"Machine guns pour 1 rounds of ammunition per minute. We now have [-]. If all of them go into battle, it will be [-] rounds per minute."

"The cost of shells is 750 renminbi for solid shells, and 350 renminbi for high-explosive shells. We have 3 cannons, and the reloading time of one cannon is about 250 minutes. If we convert all of them into solid projectiles, each The minute is [-] rounds. If high-explosive bombs are fired, it is [-] rounds per minute."

"The cost of a rocket is about 550 taels of gold. 550 rocket launchers can form a firepower network. It takes about 5 minutes to complete the pouring of 1 rockets in a cycle. One tael of gold is about nine to ten guan, eighty taels is eighty to nine Ten guan, [-] minute consumes about [-] to [-] guan."

"The total consumption of all armaments is 1 guns per minute."

Yan Shu sucked his teeth and could only play for 1 minute with [-] guan... What kind of consumption level is this?

"Of course, it's impossible for the whole army to attack, right? But we also need to take into account various aspects of consumption, domestic economic losses, and so on. After a full-scale war, one minute is about the same amount. And after a war, It can range from a few months to a few years, and every minute and every second is money. The Xu family's total assets of 1 million yuan are only half a month's consumption, and Da Song's annual tax revenue is only seven or eight days. consumption."

Song Beiyun gritted his molar teeth: "But is it okay not to fight? It's really the turn of the all-out war, and this money is indispensable. Even if you take out a copper coin, it may kill a soldier on the battlefield. Okay, don't fight If you don’t beat others, you will occupy your homeland, kill your wife and children, destroy your foundation, and destroy your race. There is no powerful country in the world that came from doing business. It will take 4000 years for us to go up and down, right? Have you ever seen someone become the overlord of a party by doing business?"

Yan Shu laughed: "No."

"Give up your illusions and prepare for war." Song Beiyun patted him on the shoulder: "The thought of preparing for war and famine must not be forgotten even at the most peaceful time, otherwise something will happen."

Yan Shu nodded: "However, if you hit him, your vitality will be seriously injured."

"When the cannon fires, you get ten thousand taels of gold. If you win, you gain, and if you lose, you lose." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "My Song Dynasty is already kind enough. Generally, wars are not easy to start. But if someone really commits a crime, then Let him taste what is called the vast ocean of people's war."

"Huh? You haven't told me about this, tell me."

"The civilian technology given by all the workshops can be transformed into military use during wartime. The workshops that forge parts can make bullets, and the workshops that produce furnaces can make gun barrels. Once they are in a state of combat readiness, they will operate at full capacity at all costs. Fivefold, one battleship for seven days, one sub-ship for three days."

"Then... isn't it a bet on the luck of the country?"

"My fortune in China is endless!"

Song Beiyun waved his hand, and there was a flash of thunder in the sky, which made him shrink his neck in fright: "Is it too much bragging?"

Yan Shu nodded silently: "Yes."

"Hey, it's almost there." Song Beiyun walked under the eaves, and looked up at the lightning rod on the open space: "Anyway, that's what it means."

"You are really afraid of death."

"It's not that I'm afraid." Song Beiyun took another two steps back: "The ups and downs of the earth have not yet been unified, and I feel unwilling."

However, there is nothing wrong with betting on the fate of the country. If it is not really a last resort, who would be okay to gamble on the fate of the country? During World War II, Japan took a gamble.If you lose... If you lose, there is nothing to say, but it is just a dog, and it doesn't matter whose dog it is.

Of course, as far as Song Beiyun is concerned, he hates white-skinned pigs more than Little Japan. It's not because of aggression or anything. To be beaten" can be regarded as a historical necessity at this level.

What really makes people hate is the arrogance of the white pigs that lasted for so many years. That kind of indelible arrogance and prejudice is what really makes people itch. Even Song Beiyun, who is known as a pacifist, always thinks of the white pigs. When they are ignorant and arrogant, they can't wait to teach them a good lesson.

Although he doesn't know the situation there yet, he is already preparing for a full-scale war. No matter what lineup is coming from the opposite side, as long as he dares to open a copy of the Greater China region, let them feel that they can inherit the Great Wall for more than 2000 years. How many teeth does the nation have.

Just because you don't like war doesn't mean you're afraid of war.

"Then you said that those people will definitely come, but when will they come? Can't we take the initiative?"

"No." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "What's our main task now? It's development. Do you know how much resources an expedition needs to consume? The Academy of Sciences is here, and you can go and see what they calculate later. Even if you don't Considering the consumption of resources, then you also have to think about how much loss is caused by social stagnation. There are benefits to being active, and there are benefits to being passive. They vary from time to time and from place to place. When you and I are in this position, you can do it with a slap in the ass. The decision made may cause decades or even hundreds of years of delay to the nation. As for when you ask me when they will come, I will tell you clearly that I don’t know when they will come.”

"Well, I see. What you mean is that it doesn't matter when they come, or even whether they will come, as long as we develop well, that's enough."

"Actually, I can understand you all. Whether it's you, Zhao Xing, or the witty words, you may feel that I'm too nervous."

"A little bit."

Song Beiyun smiled, watching a winter rain rushing to the ground, stirring up a piece of cold mist, it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "I am timid by nature, greedy for life and afraid of death. Even playing games is just A player who piles up huge ships at the intersection can’t play wonderful micro-management, I prefer to frame two hundred population A to go there.”

Hearing what he said, Yan Shu was immediately confused. He actually found that he couldn't understand what Song Beiyun was talking about, and later he heard what he said, "After learning how my brother operates, the rest is It's A" and other incomprehensible words, but they are a bit crazy.

The locomotive was still running, and it didn't stop because of the winter rain. Black smoke shrouded the sky over the Science Compound like a low cloud. Song Beiyun sent Yan Shu away. He sat there alone and watched for a long time. I don't know what he is thinking.It's just that there was no sadness, no joy, no surprise or anger on his face, as if he was a fisherman fishing wild, enjoying the bleak rain.

In the evening, the first public telephone pole in Jinling City was erected, and some people were pulling a few lacquered copper wires on it, and soon the first street lights bloomed on the streets of Jinling.

Many people came to see it, and none of the common people knew what this thing was for. They just thought it was very bright, a bit dazzling, and it illuminated the originally cold rainy night.

Children jumped around this street lamp, and adults talked under the drizzle. Some of them had seen the world and knew what it was, but most of them didn't know what it represented. They just knew that this road was in Lights up all of a sudden tonight.

At least, it's lit up.

"I'm worried that this guy will suddenly jump out of his mind one day."

Zhao Xing stepped on the stool with one foot and was munching on noodles.This noodle restaurant is his favorite place, because the owner is from Bianliang, and his hometown dishes are full of flavors. Just a baked noodle with sweet and sour fried fish is a unique skill.

Opposite him was Yan Shu, and Yan Shu's face was a bit worried, because he felt that Song Beiyun's mental state was not very good in the past few days, he was not depressed when he said he was depressed, and he was not happy when he said he was happy. This kind of mood didn't seem to be in a fluctuating state , is actually very dangerous.

"It shouldn't be."

"Why not." Zhao Xing put a chopstick of fish into his mouth and chewed it for a while, then frowned and said, "Find him a woman to have fun? Look at who has a beautiful and juicy little girl."

"I think it's better to say goodbye. He doesn't look like he wants a woman. I really found him. I'm afraid I will be scolded."

Zhao Xing babbled a few times: "I remember that the daughter of He Chunying's family, the Minister of Rituals, is quite beautiful. Tomorrow, you go and send it to that servant's room to relieve his fatigue."

"Third Master, you can't mess around..." Yan Shu lowered his voice and looked around: "If people hear you, I don't know how much trouble you will make."

Zhao Xing shook his feet, pursed his lips, and his face was full of melancholy: "Then you can't watch Song Gou seek death, can you? Isn't it worthwhile to replace Song Beiyun with the servant's daughter?"

"Third master...the officials...don't talk nonsense anymore." Yan Shu's anxious eyes were red: "I'll go talk to him again, if it doesn't work...I'll find someone who looks good and sings." give him."

"That's pretty good." Zhao Xing nodded, "It's done with a little money, and it saves a lot of trouble."

But at this moment, Song Beiyun coughed behind them like a ghost, and Zhao Xing was startled by his voice. Before Song Beiyun could say anything, Zhao Xing pointed at Yan Shu and said, "What are you talking about, man?" I want to get you a girl, and I also said that I will send you the daughter of the Minister of Rites."

Yan Shu rolled his eyes at Zhao Xing, raised his head and asked, "Why are you so quiet, like a lonely ghost, when did you come?"

"He will be there when he says that I might be able to dance someday." Song Beiyun pulled out a stool and sat down: "Don't talk nonsense all day long, you said that your concubine gave you her daughter happily, you When you say you gave Song Beiyun his daughter, he doesn't know how much he hates you, and he even hates me."

"Nafei? No interest, no interest." Zhao Xing waved his hands again and again: "No matter how beautiful a woman is, she still stinks in shit. How can there be a newly painted battleship that smells good. Besides, you just need to nod, let alone the servant's daughter. Yan Shu, I have to stay in your bed tonight!"

Yan Shu was greatly surprised: "There is no need, Your Majesty."

"I told you not to talk nonsense." Song Beiyun sighed: "I have nothing to do, I'm just in a hurry. I calculated that even if the railroad track starts tomorrow, it will take 15 years to get to Yumen Pass. It's too long. Time It's too long."

"How long have you been digging the Grand Canal?" Zhao Xing turned his head and asked Yan Shu, "At worst, let's do it with our heads covered like digging the Grand Canal."

"Fuchai, the king of Wu, started digging and is still digging." Yan Shu replied softly.

Zhao Xing said oh, "That's all right."

"Then can you find a way?" Zhao Xing nodded the table: "You bring it up, and I will definitely find a way to solve it for you."

"100 million people." Song Beiyun raised a finger: "I want 100 million people."

Zhao Xing pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Tell me, which girl in Beijing do you like, as long as you can call her name."

Chapter 857: Rain on May 1, Ten Years

Early in the morning, Song Beiyun got up and straightened his clothes. Standing in front of the mirror, he quietly waited for the maid sent by the palace to dress him up.

On the table is his speech for today, and he used the last bit of time to recite it by the light.

He could have done without drafting, but today is a report meeting after all, and only by drafting can the emotions be better conveyed to everyone.

Seeing him muttering, the court lady who had served him a long time ago asked in a low voice: "My lord, this is the first time I see you being so cautious."

Song Beiyun didn't look back, but just chuckled and said, "When I was young and frivolous, I didn't pay attention to the people in the world. Now that I'm getting older, I realize that all living beings in the world are just rice in the bucket, but some rice is fuller Some rice is shriveled, some is eaten by moths, and some is moldy. However, rice is rice after all, and cannot be turned into gold particles. Do you think I can be careless?"

The palace maid giggled, "Your Excellency's words are really interesting."

Song Beiyun just smiled lightly. He didn't say much, but continued to study until the carriage outside stopped at the door.

He got into the carriage, and when he arrived at the Hongwen Hall, he went straight in through the back door and came to the preparation room.

Not long after, Beipo also came in, looked at Song Beiyun and said with a smile, "My virtuous brother came early."

"Come and prepare early, you can't let people be too disappointed. Li Taibai alone will be famous in the history of those who wanton. What the Song Dynasty wants now is not a flirtatious man but a serious one." Song Beiyun picked up his teacup and drank it He took a big bite, and then ate some of the dry food he brought: "Young people need role models, so now I have to be careful."

"As expected, it's you." Beipo smiled and picked up the dry food Song Beiyun put next to him: "You just eat this?"

"Well, those who can't eat soup or water will get hungry easily." Song Beiyun broke some dry biscuits into his mouth: "Eat this and drink some water, it will be worth it all morning."

What Song Beiyun said made Beipo couldn't help feeling that he was the one who made great things happen.Beipo thought that if he reached Song Beiyun's level, he would definitely not be able to do this. He seemed to have no interest in things outside of him.

Over the years, it was not that no one in the court wanted to bring down Song Beiyun, but both his personal morality and his official style were impeccable.Back then, someone checked Song Beiyun's private accounts specifically to make things difficult for him, but found that apart from some early investment dividends, his income was only the annual imperial salary and rewards, and even those investment incomes were invested in that Among the "Song Beiyun Science and Technology Awards", I have never heard of him having any private property since then.