Song Beiyun

Zhao Xingren was stunned. He also read the brochure yesterday. These are all the contents in the brochure. Doesn't that mean he also has a predestined relationship with corn?

"Okay, okay, Song Shaobao, you should rest quickly."

After Zhao Xing stopped Song Beiyun, he turned to the officials and said, "That's it."

A courtier who can stand in the study room, how can there be a fool?This look is to deceive people, but since Song Shaobao is unwilling to say it, what else can they do?

But it doesn't matter anymore, are there less strange things about him?

At this time, Song Beiyun suddenly said again: "My lords, there is nothing trivial about the country and the country. Please ensure that this batch of grain can be disposed of steadily. These things may not have the highest yield, but they are resistant to disease, cold, drought, and flood. When there is a disaster At that time, they are the guarantee of the dignity of our Chinese nation."

Having said that, he coughed violently again, and beads of sweat began to roll down his forehead.

Zhao Xing was terrified by this appearance at the time, he rushed down and squatted in front of Song Beiyun regardless of his dignity: "You hold on, imperial doctor! Imperial doctor!!!"

"It's okay, I'm hypoglycemic, I haven't eaten all day because of hunger."

"Royal chef! Royal chef!!!"

Soon, Song Beiyun started to stir up the noodles, because the plan was quick, so it was a simple bowl of plain noodles, with an egg on it and some green onion, ginger and soy sauce, but he ate it deliciously.

"In the future, there may be difficult days." Song Beiyun raised his head and said: "A few days ago, the weather statistics of the Academy of Sciences came out. From the fifth year of the new calendar to now, the severe cold weather has been extended for 32 days, and it continues to extend. It is estimated that the longest It will add 45 to 20 days of cold weather, and if there are no cold-resistant crops, food production will inevitably decrease in the next ten to [-] years. If there is not enough food, the people will panic, and when the people panic, turmoil will follow."

Song Beiyun's words sounded like last words no matter how they were dying, they made people feel sore, while Zhao Xing sat there sighing.

Although the Song Dynasty looks peaceful now, it is really because some people have been making up for it, because the bad weather and the reduction in food production have already been reported on paper. If this continues, combined with the rapid increase in population, hunger will be very fast Will make a comeback.

"Compared to all of you, I am a young man, but I still have something to say." Song Beiyun put down the bowl and stood up tremblingly: "Everyone, I firmly believe that the people with lofty ideals in the world will be When you come to be an official, your initial hope is definitely not to get promoted and get rich. Now, I beg everyone, no matter what, don’t let your family and country be broken again. Right now, God Bless Song has sent new food at this juncture. Get things done."

Chapter 867: Sunny May 4, Ten Years

After being injured for a hundred days, the words of this old ancestor are really not deceiving.

When the last thread was removed and he walked out of the palace, Song Beiyun only took a look at the bright spring scenery outside. Only then did Song Beiyun realize that it had been more than two months since he entered the palace last time.

The injury is still not healed, and daily observation is needed. Although he is a doctor himself, the doctor never heals himself. He, a rare "famous doctor" in the world, now has to follow the doctor's orders.

Jin Ling'er arrived in Jinling on the 22nd of the first lunar month. After all, Song Beiyun was injured on New Year's Eve. It can be seen that Jin Ling'er did not have the slightest delay in the time it took to go back and forth. Shun, even if there is a concrete road, it took more than 20 days to arrive.

She didn't blame Song Beiyun, but blamed Zhao Xinghao all over. After seeing the terrifying scars on Song Beiyun's body, she secretly wiped away her tears a few times.

"If you want me to say, you should avoid hanging out with him. Since he was a child, he has no importance and can't tell the good from the bad. If something happens, what do you think should be done as a big family?"

"I know, I know." Song Beiyun held his wound and walked slowly. After more than two months of confinement, he felt that his calf had shrunk a lot, and he would really be paralyzed if he couldn't get up and walk around.

Don't look at Jin Ling'er's old-fashioned speech now, and she will no longer say those weird words after becoming a mother, but she is only 26 years old this year, just at the age of youth, walking on the street wearing emerald green clothes , No one knows that her son is seven or eight years old.

"How is Qiaoqiao? I haven't heard any news about Qiaoqiao these days."

"Qiaoqiao... I don't even know what to say about her." Jin Ling'er snorted coldly: "She was supposed to take care of you. After all, she didn't bring a burden around her. Now a family of children, big and small, No one can do without her, only Qiaoqiao can get away, but she says she is so busy and doesn't want to come."

Song Beiyun chuckled lightly: "Don't be angry, she's just like that."

"What's not tempered? You can let your temper do this thing? If you're talking about business, my fund has a daily turnover of millions of dollars. If it's important, Zuo Rou is leading the rotation training. If you're talking about being busy, Biluo Both Zuo Rou and Zuo Rou's children are not yet one year old, and they cannot live without people around them. If she is not free, who can be more free than her? This is too disgraceful."

The more Jin Ling'er spoke, the more angry she became, and finally her eyes turned red: "You are not at home all day, and I have to take care of all the big and small things in the house. Do you know how difficult it is for me. How hard are your sons? There is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and my husband ran away several times because of their anger. In desperation, the school even came to my door to ask me if I could hire another expert for your son. You said they were so disgusting that the gentleman insisted Go up to the door of my princess mansion with a scalp."

Song Beiyun's scalp became numb when he heard these trivial things.In the past few years, he has indeed been away from home all the year round, and he has rarely gone back to celebrate the New Year in a serious manner.It's all right now, basically I can say that I have missed the best growth cycle of my children, the younger ones are fine, and the older ones may not be able to recognize that they are my sons when I see them on the road.

"Blame me." Song Beiyun said in a low voice, "Sometimes it's really impossible to separate yourself."

It's really not that he sells miserably, but that he has probably been the busiest person in the Song Dynasty in the past few years. After the construction of Jinling and Chang'an, Chang'an is almost done, he ran to Lianyungang. A place, but when I turned my head, I found that ten years had passed.

Life in this world is really like a passing time, time flies by inadvertently, no matter who you are, you have to be engulfed in it, and occasionally you look down, but it is just a chicken feather.

"No one talks about you, most of them love you. You are a person who does great things, and the country and the family have to choose sides." Jin Ling'er sighed: "Father was the same way back then, and only cared about it when he was old. Go home."

Song Beiyun chuckled, and sat down at a table arranged by a roadside shop. He couldn't eat randomly, but ordered a pot of good spring tea to rest his feet.

"Seeing you like this makes me feel very uncomfortable." Jin Ling'er said with tears in her voice, "When did you, Song Beiyun, look so sick? I can't think of it. No matter how you slept Once you wake up, you will recover."

"Hahaha, how can that be compared? At the age of eighteen or nineteen, people can fly at that time. By the way, go buy me a newspaper and have a look."

Jin Ling'er didn't say anything more, just followed Song Beiyun's advice and went to buy him a newspaper.

There haven't been any new tricks recently. After all, it's the busy season of farming, so everyone's thoughts of gossip are naturally much less.

However, there is a piece of news in this newspaper that attracted Song Beiyun's attention, that is, the southeast regions seem to be having trouble recently, probably because Qiongzhou Port has robbed Quanzhou Port, and many local businessmen who have been doing business with Nanyang are somewhat dissatisfied. Satisfied, now it seems that they are clamoring to block Qiongzhou Port.

Song Beiyun laughed it off, because the ports in Quanzhou and Qiongzhou were fundamentally different, and the purpose of temporarily grabbing some shares was to activate the ecology of Qiongzhou and Leizhou.

But when he was reading the newspaper, the discussion next to him made him feel quite interesting.

"Have you heard? Before, there was a great man in the Kingdom of Jin, who had his home confiscated just because he compared himself with Mr. Song in private. How capable is Mr. Song? What do you think about this man from Jinling City?" Who is better, Ba Ye Cao or Master Song?"

Song Beiyun heard this discussion, turned his head and glanced at Jin Ling'er, but Jin Ling'er just covered her mouth and smiled, and poked Song Beiyun lightly: "When did you start to be compared with those rascals?"

"Good thing." Song Beiyun nodded with a smile: "This shows that my influence has begun to diminish here, and they don't know who I am anymore. This is really a good thing. A country needs many heroes and role models, but it must not There is God."

It's actually very normal for people to discuss this kind of issue. In their eyes, the most powerful person may be selling Dali Wan at the intersection, a bull that can lift two hundred catties of stone locks. In his eyes, he was already a great person.

Most of them actually have no concept of the emperor and important ministers, so this analogy is an analogy between the ceilings in their cognition.After all, the information is underdeveloped, the cultural literacy of the grassroots is low, and the vision is not good enough. It will gradually get better in the future.

But if you really want to discuss this issue, for example, comparing people like Song Beiyun with the best rogue in Jinling City, there is actually nothing to compare, because there is no reference point...

If you insist on being better than one, you can only use the method of hierarchical screening. For example, the Cao Baye they talked about may be someone who monopolizes local porters, big dung, and the like.

Such people go up one level, that is, the management representative of the local area, that is, those who wear red armbands and walk around the street all day long.

At the top, it is the head of Guan Dai, and at this level, there is still no official status.Continuing to go down, you will find the policemen in the public security yamen of the nine districts of Jinling.

After them, ranks began to be included. The highest rank in the public security yamen was the ninth rank, and then the Ministry of Punishment and the Imperial City Division jointly formed the police and inspection yamen. The police yamen was the highest from the seventh rank.

After the seventh rank, the horse and infantry commanders, deputy commanders, and observers of the fifth rank.

Arriving here, it can be regarded as entering the hall, and they can have a certain space for speech in the court, which means that they have already touched Song Beiyun's side.

But it's just touching the edge, because even though they are in the court, they can't report to Song Beiyun, and they don't even have the right to ask Song Beiyun directly.

In order to be able to directly report to Song Beiyun, one needs to reach Cong Sipin, and who are Cong Sipin?

Baohe, Longtu, Tianzhang, Baowen, Xianmo, Huiyou, Fuwenge Daizhi, left and right admonishment doctors, Quan Liu Cao Shilang, and generals of the guards.

That is to say, only those who have reached the level of assistant minister and general are eligible to have a direct dialogue with Song Beiyun.And upwards, from the third grade, that is, the direct scholar of Liege, the governor of Jingzhao, the generals of the guards, all kinds of Zhan affairs, and the founding marquis, can we say that we can form a colleague relationship with Song Beiyun, and The following officials are required to call themselves.

When he reached the third rank, he was the colleague of Zhenger Bajing Song Beiyun, and that was already at the level of Quan Liu Cao Shangshu.

And what else is there on Song Beiyun?Zhongshu Sheren and Prince Shaobao.

What's this?This is the real power of the prime minister. When the prince ascends the throne in the future, he will directly rank among the three princes.

Although it is stuck in the third rank, the real power is the treatment of the first rank, governing the six ministries, and checking and balancing the three provinces.

Calculating how many levels there are here, the grades are from Zhengcong to Zhengconghua, and comparing Song Beiyun with Cao Baye is like asking who is more powerful in the leadership of Linglan Boys High School or the President of the United States .

If the President of the United States knew about it, he would probably have the same reaction as Song Beiyun.

And don't say whether Baye Cao dares to touch Song Beiyun, but if that Baye hears this discussion from the subordinates, he will have to take the whole family from the east gate of Jinling to the roadside of Zijin Mountain and wait. Then Song Beiyun appeared and kowtowed to apologize.And if Song Beiyun was in a good mood, he could let the attendant below say "Got it" through the curtain of the carriage, and if he was in a bad mood, it would be fine to just ride his horse over him.

Why?Because he blocked the way of court officials, he might commit assassination.

This world is so unreasonable, let alone in the Song Dynasty, in any country, if Song Beiyun's level goes to a formal state visit, the prime minister of another country will go out of the city gate to greet him at the very least. It was the emperor of another country who came out of the city gate to meet him.

Compare?How to compare.Except for the emperor, there is no one who is more senior than him, and even the emperor needs to negotiate with him instead of issuing orders directly.

"Oh, that's right." Song Beiyun took a sip of tea and suddenly remembered: "How much is the Princess Fund losing a year now?"

"Increase every year." Jin Ling'er chuckled: "I lost 800 million guan last year, and lost 470 million guan last year. The main reason is that the dredging of the Yellow River channel cost a lot of money."

"Well, it's okay." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "It's not too much, I can accept it."

"But it's not a solution in the long run. I'm going to think of some ideas this year. I don't want to turn losses into profits. At least I have to make ends meet."

Song Beiyun was silent for a long time: "It's difficult."

In fact, it's not that I don't believe in Jin Ling'er, but the Princess Fund itself is a public welfare fund, and most of its income comes from donations from businessmen, and her fund movements probably cover four aspects, one is civil disaster relief, the other is Life security for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, one is maternal and child health care, and the other is agricultural subsidies.

These four projects do not sound like money-making business, but they are really related to the national economy and the people's livelihood. Although they do not need to pay taxes, the high expenditure cannot be changed at all.

All over the country, delivery rooms, nurses, resettlement of prostitutes who have changed jobs, and living security for those who have lost or have no ability to work are all a lot of expenses.

To put it bluntly, this thing is of the nature of social insurance, and it can barely survive now, but it will definitely be incorporated into the national system in the future.

"I don't understand some things. Tell me about you." Jin Ling'er propped her chin and smiled and said, "From the time you came out of the mountain to today, there are 2000 million people who have survived because of you. Why? There are still a lot of people scolding you."

"Curse, it's good to be scolded." Song Beiyun held up a finger: "It's a good thing if everyone in the world scolds me. If everyone in the world praises me, then it will be bad."

"Huh? Worried about my brother?"

"He is secondary. The key point is that you have to know that apart from the emperor, there are other lords in the world. Now the balance between the government and the government can be maintained, but once everyone in the world praises me, they will have a common enemy. The reform has not yet succeeded. Praise me, when I die thousands of years later, go to the history textbooks and praise me."

Jin Ling'er pursed her lips but said nothing, because she knew very well that what her man said was good, but this seemed to have wronged him.

"By the way, you haven't heard of it."

"What did you hear?" Song Beiyun asked curiously, "What gossip did you hear?"

"I heard that people in Shandong have rebelled."

"Oh, this, I know." Song Beiyun nodded: "It won't be a big deal, and it's a matter within the territory of Liao Kingdom, so it's not easy for us to intervene."

"Why are you sure you can't become a climate?"

"Hahaha." Song Beiyun slowly took out a big bag from his purse and put it in the palm of his hand: "Let's gamble."

Jin Ling'er laughed and found out a big guy: "I heard that the place is huge, I don't believe it can't be successful, and you, Prime Minister Song, can't guess everything right?"

"Okay, let's take a gamble." Song Beiyun slapped the money in Jin Ling'er's hand: "Go back and let Zhao Xing and Yan Shu come to gamble together. It's so interesting."

Chapter 868: Sunny May 4, Ten Years

It was the fourth day of Song Beiyun's wargame deduction game, and the palace was in full swing, because it was heard that the rebels represented by the officials were still retreating steadily under the absolute advantage, and they were almost beaten out of the pass.

This directly caused the Emperor Song, Tian Khan, Comrade Zhao Xing, the Marshal of the Second Navy Fleet and Commander of the Metropolitan Command, to be extremely irritable these days.

He had even begun to take his anger out on Yan Shu, who was a military adviser.

"How many times have I told you that you can't rush forward and you can't rush forward. Now it's over, and half of Shandong is lost. You and I are not even as good as the rebel army of that grass-roots team. They are still guarding Shandong safely. We are about to be kicked out of customs."

There are two chessboards in front of him, one is where the real Shandong rebels are now, and the other is the simulated troops led by him.

Now the Shandong rebels are still stationed there safely, extending around Mount Tai to the Yimeng Mountains.

But on Zhao Xing's side... Yuguan is behind him, and if he goes further back, he will either step into the territory of Song State, or jump into the sea.

The territory of the Song Kingdom is full of defensive flags, which cannot be defeated. As long as the Northern Song Dynasty's cloud department launches a few more rounds of attacks, Yan Shu will have to jump through Yuguan with Zhao Xing on his back.

"Damn it."

Zhao Xing pointed at the chessboard with his hips akimbo and cursed: "Why does the wicked Song State set up so many defenses here? You can't go up, you can't fight. Go, send an order to withdraw all the camps outside Yuguan Let the rebels go out."

"Officials, you can't play around like this if you can't play." Yan Shu sat beside him with a bowl of noodles and said, "I'm not good at fighting either. What I've been doing these days is shouting next to you, 'The official said that's right." 'Well, why did I take the blame for this?"

"They are all known as the most talented people in the world, why can't you beat Song Beiyun?"

"Officials, speak with your conscience. Since when have I been number one in the world? I am number one in the south of the Yangtze River. Let Song Beiyun be the number one in the world."

Zhao Xing is extremely irritable now, and he put his hands on the chessboard: "It's strange to say, why did the Liao Kingdom's counter-insurgency army just suppress the rebels in the generation of Mount Tai and Qufu? I was at the same pace as them before, but Song Beiyun beat him away within a few rounds, and it was impossible to take it down."

Yan Shu took a few mouthfuls of noodles: "Who is the local marshal?"

"That's right, who is the enemy marshal?" Zhao Xing turned his head and asked the Privy Councilor Yang Wenguang: "I'll tell you today, if you lose again, I will transfer you to the northeast to feed the pigs."

"Officials... Don't you feel embarrassed? When you asked me to come, there were only 3000 people left. I fought three rounds for you, and faced an army of 15. This... this... this... This can only be won if Liu Xiulai throws a shot from the sky."

"Stop rambling, who is the Marshal of the Anti-Rebel Army?"

"It is said that it is Han Qi, the second-rank privy envoy of the Liao Kingdom."

Zhao Xing narrowed his eyes: "Civilian?"

Yan Shu quickly put down the bowl: "Civil officials are different from civil officials. Don't look at me. Song Beiyun is also a civil official."

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is that the generals of the Liao Kingdom are dead? Let a civil servant lead the army?"

Although Zhao Xing has no military talent, he is still an amateur military enthusiast. He still knows some basic operations.This makes civil servants lead the army, either because the government emphasizes civil affairs over military affairs, which leads to the decline of generals, otherwise, under normal circumstances, a civil servant will never be allowed to lead the army, and even if this person is capable of civil and military affairs, he is still a second-rank privy secretary make.

A second-rank privy envoy in his early twenties who is a few years younger than Song Beiyun, which shows that this person is the confidant of the emperor of Liao Kingdom. Zhao Xing also met him several times when he was in Shangdu. Song Beiyun almost fell into the hands of this fellow.

But the more this happened, the more suspicious his motives became. Why did this Han Qi do such a confusing operation?He could push the rebels away in one go, why did he stop?

At this moment, Jin Ling'er walked in with Song Beiyun's arm. As soon as he entered the study, he was taken aback when he saw Yang Wenguang, then smiled and said, "Hey, did the government invite foreign aid?"

"I've already said, if he can't beat you, he will go to the Northeast to feed pigs."