Song Beiyun

"Hahahaha..." Emperor Wanyan laughed: "Back then I also had the heart to rule the world."

"So it's like this... I underestimated the heroes of the world. Let's discuss it at the meeting tomorrow. I think what His Majesty Wanyan said is reasonable."

Song Beiyun is definitely not the kind of person who does not recognize the excellence of others. The statement made by Emperor Wanyan is absolutely scientific, and he even counts the future of Taiwan Island in it. It is true that the people who have been emperors have neither vision nor pattern. Ordinary people can compare.

And if this plan takes shape, then this will be the embryonic form of the Yangtze River Delta urban agglomeration, and the Pearl River Delta will naturally form below.

The Yangtze River Delta and the Pearl River Delta are all there, and the Bohai Bay is next.Song Beiyun let out a long breath and sighed: "Sure enough, the development of science is converging."

He vaguely remembers his own time and space, and the country also developed in this mode, and now it has spanned 1000 years, and those who know current affairs still plan in this mode. Sure enough, the similarity in science is inevitable rather than accidental.

"Master Fujun, let's have a drink or two together?"

Emperor Wanyan was not too polite, although he was the second in command in name, but the real power was in the young man in front of him, so he was naturally embarrassed to find excuses.

The two chatted a lot, mostly about the construction and planning of the future country.For these questions, men never feel bored, and even get more and more excited as they chat, until it is completely dark, they can't respond.

In this conversation, they have basically framed the future structure of the country. With a map in front of them, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are already in their minds.

"I think that in the future pattern, Chang'an is the only place in the northwest that can be called the leader. Look, Lord Song." Emperor Wanyan drew a circle on that line with his finger: "The northwest is not suitable for farming, and the population will gradually concentrate in Chang'an. The surrounding areas, even Luoyang, are not as good as Chang'an. Therefore, in the next hundred years, the territory of Central South will become the richest place, the territory of Northeast China, Huguang, and Jiangxi will become the world's granary, and industries will be distributed around Chang'an, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Guangdong, and Guangnan. ,as well as……"

"The homeland of the Golden Kingdom."

"No, northeast China."

After finishing speaking, the two of them burst out laughing at the same time, and Emperor Wanyan pointed at Song Beiyun: "Your Excellency Song's words are tricky."

"No, no, it's just a joke." Song Beiyun waved his hands again and again: "What does Lord Fu Jun think of the Southwest?"

The original Jin Emperor looked at the map, and then sighed: "It's hard, this place has high mountains and dense forests, a network of water, and borders with many natives. The four roads of Sichuan and Gorges will come... I am afraid that only Rongcheng can be called big, and the rest ...We can only wait for future generations to do it, and my generation may have more than enough energy. Yuzhou can connect the past and the future, but Yuzhou is also mountainous, and the terrain is extremely complicated, so it is difficult to handle."

Song Beiyun hummed: "A policy is a policy, but the terrain is really helpless, and I racked my brains and don't know how to deal with it. I can only postpone it. It would be great if they were all plains."

"Hahaha, if they are all plains, China will still be China, but it's hard to say who the emperor's surname is."

"I think it's probably Wanyan's surname." Song Beiyun said with a smile, "This is not teasing. Twenty years earlier, the Kingdom of Jin was too strong."

Emperor Wanyan pursed his lips and frowned slightly: "No, I think the surname should be Yelu."

"Okay, okay, let's not argue about this, it's meaningless." Song Beiyun pointed to the other end of the map: "Here in the New World, what is the intention of Lord Fujun?"

While talking, Emperor Wanyan's stomach grumbled, and Song Beiyun was taken aback for a moment. Then he realized that it was getting late. He coughed twice and said, "It's getting late, and I forgot to eat. Wait a moment. I'm going to find someone to order food."

"No, I'm not used to Mr. Song's salty and spicy taste." Emperor Wanyan stood up and cupped his hands at Song Beiyun: "See you tomorrow morning."

"meet tomorrow."

After sending Emperor Wanyan away, Song Beiyun casually asked the guards outside to get some food, and then sat there and began to write the plan.

He was so engrossed in writing that he actually forgot the time and forgot to eat. When he raised his head late at night, he found that his hands were shaking and his eyes were dazzled. Then he remembered that he hadn't eaten anything.

He quickly ate two mouthfuls of the cold meal, and then he was about to continue working, but at this moment, the door behind him rang.

He turned around in surprise, only to find someone standing at the door, and when he took a look at the lamp, he saw Zhao Xing standing there wearing coarse clothes and tanned like a monkey, holding two big bamboo shoots in his hands .

"Grip the grass..."

Song Beiyun let out a cry of surprise, half of the three souls and seven souls were frightened away, but Zhao Xing grinned, showing his big white teeth.

"What's wrong? I finally know you're back?"

"No, I just came back to do some errands. No, I saw that the lights in your room were still on, so I came in."

Zhao Xing was dressed in coarse clothes and an octagonal hat. His whole body was full of dust and noise, but his eyes were as bright as candle flames.

"You just eat this?" Zhao Xing fiddled with Song Beiyun's food: "You are also the chief assistant now, don't deal with it like this."

"You're not sorry for saying that?"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. I am here this time to ask you for a favor."

"Be clear, Zhao Xing! You are the emperor!"

"First of all, you have to call me comrade."

"Zhao Xing!"

In fact, Zhao Xing came back this time not for anything else, but to find Song Beiyun to do one thing, which is to sign a decree, the content of which is power under the law.

Zhao Xing piled all the materials obtained over the past two years on Song Beiyun's desk, and then asked him to implement this bill as soon as possible to restrain power by law, and to clarify as soon as possible that "there is no law prohibiting the people, There is no legal boundary where no official can do anything without the permission of the law.

"If you want to come, come by yourself, your mother is back...you..."

"Oh, I really don't have time. You don't know how hard those people are living." Zhao Xing chewed on a tasteless white steamed bun: "Our superiors thought that it would be enough to just open the mouth, but there are too few things that are actually implemented. Someone has to be below. You are in charge of the top, and I am in charge of the bottom. Don’t complain to anyone. Didn’t you tell the master that I hope that China will last forever? , Wait until you can’t do it anymore, while you’re young. You’re complaining while you’re doing it, so you’re just worshiping God with the fucking basket, and in the end the basket is gone, and God offended.”

"Damn you... where's the nonsense here?"

Zhao Xing took a few white steamed buns from Song Beiyun's table and stuffed them into his bosom as he spoke: "Don't talk nonsense with you, I'm leaving early tomorrow morning."

Seeing Zhao Xing's embarrassment, Song Beiyun smiled helplessly. He didn't stop him but raised his head and asked, "Is it worth it?"

"Though there are thousands of people, I will go."

Song Beiyun sent Zhao Xing to the intersection, and watched him happily turn his head to say goodbye to him. For a moment, thousands of thoughts rushed out. Song Beiyun suddenly felt that he was a coward. He envied Zhao Xing endlessly in his heart, but he didn't have that "" Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go on." The courage.

In this era with such an identity, he can rely on his own beliefs to forge ahead. He has no memory of the future and no experience of his predecessors. All he has is courage, faith and unstoppable persistence. Zhao Xing is the real God of Heaven. proud son.

The ultimate and steadfast romanticist will always make people cry.After all, he did not take the road of Wang Mang, but took the most difficult and difficult road. He was destined to be injured along the way, but no matter what the result was, this injury would eventually become a medal that shines through the annals of history.

"Okay, you can't go alone with thousands of people, I can't let you go alone." Song Beiyun put on his hat and looked from a distance: "I'm waiting for your good news."

If you want to talk about what Zhao Xing did, who is the most uncomfortable and painful, that is Song Nuanyu. She is now in Chang'an to accompany the child, crying when she has nothing to do. Although the prince was born by the former queen, even the child thinks she is It's my mother.

Originally, Nuan Yu lived her life, from a female bandit to a noble concubine, and finally became the Empress Dowager of the West Palace safely. .

No matter what the final result is, whether the crown prince can become emperor is a big question. Although Song Beiyun said that if Zhao Xing behaved recklessly, he would directly support the crown prince to ascend the throne, but now Zhao Xing not only did not act recklessly, but also became more and more smooth.

Don't you be in a hurry to die? The Queen Mother who got it just disappeared...

As for this, no one can persuade him, what Zhao Xing did...it's really outrageous, but it's so reasonable to put it on him.

And with the current model, it is definitely impossible to stop. The flames of the prairie fire cannot be stopped by human will.

Even people like Fu Wang who had long since stopped asking about government affairs sighed when they heard the news.

And now Chang'an has also created a lot of new dramas based on Zhao Xing, and everyone probably knows what this outrageous emperor Zhao Xing is doing.

However, compared to Chang'an, Jinling is much more stable. There are two hottest new dramas in the south, one is about farewell, and the other is about serious injuries. The parting is about a child who is separated from his family because of famine and then wanders around. The story of experiencing the warmth and coldness of the world and finally dying of hunger and cold on the street, and the story of the wounded is about the joys and sorrows of three ordinary families in a virtual era.

The screenwriter of these two plays is a person named Cao Xueqin. Everyone thinks she is a woman, but no one has seen what this author looks like. It’s just that these two plays really made people cry, and people can’t help but sigh Heaven is unfair.

As for these contents, my content, which is most worthy of people's discussion during this period, has been strangely cold. Except for some scholars, almost no one discusses it.

That is, the imperial court promulgated a very strange bill, that is, Dali Temple is independent from Jiu Temple, and Yushitai is officially renamed the Procuratorate.

And various places also began to build special procuratorates and Dali Temple yamen, and each new two yamen was built.

It is now possible for the people to sue the government, and the behavior of both parties has been regulated in the legal field.

In other words, it is becoming more and more difficult to be an official now. While the threshold is getting higher and higher, the supervision is also increasing and the supervision methods are becoming more and more diverse.

The rivalry between the Ministry of Punishment, the Inspector and Dali Temple is more intense than ever.

Regarding this, the imperial court did not give any statement, but the inspector team established by Zhao Xing would patrol everywhere at any time.

Chapter 893: Sunny January 13, 2

"This time, take good care of him. I heard that the child always doesn't eat according to the order."

On the way before leaving, Aunt Hong gave Biluo careful instructions. She was getting older, and her temple hair was also stained with hoarfrost. Yun Shi said that he always didn't eat according to the order, and Aunt Hong remembered this sentence, and nagged it over and over for a while, and after the new year, she told Jin Ling'er to find someone to take care of him.

In the end, Biluo went, and on the way, Aunt Hong didn't say anything else, but repeatedly told Biluo to take care of Song Beiyun and stop him from being mischievous, and brought two sheepskin jackets with her.

Yusheng was also amused when he was listening: "Mother, don't worry about it, Beiyun is the prime minister now, and he is long past the age of being mischievous."

"That kid has been dishonest since he was a child, and now he's dealing with big people all day long over there. I'm worried that he will offend people by saying the wrong thing."

Just as Yusheng wanted to speak, the Guanyin slave next to him held his arm. He immediately realized it and stopped talking.

Yes, even though Song Beiyun is now the chief minister of the Great Song Dynasty, and everyone in the world is afraid of offending him, in the eyes of his mother, he is still that skinny monkey who runs wildly on the mountain all day long and doesn't read well. , do not take exams, and do not shut the door when speaking, always offending people.

The old man didn't come from a wealthy family, and she didn't know anyone above ten thousand people. All she cared about was whether the child would be fed, whether he would be able to dress warmly, and whether he would be bullied. beg.

And at the moment when the carriage started, a figure suddenly jumped onto the carriage, and Biluo smiled after seeing the person in surprise, "Why are you here? It's time for class today."

The person who came was none other than the eldest son of the younger generation in the family. He was 13 years old. Although he was still wearing some baby fat, he gradually began to have the characteristics of their old Zhao family - good-looking.

"Auntie, this is a letter from me and my younger brothers to my father." Goudan held the letter in both hands and handed it over: "Auntie, please pass it on for me."

"it is good."

"Then I'm leaving."

After Goudan finished speaking, he jumped out of the carriage and ran away.Biluo opened the curtain and looked over, and with him were a group of hairy children from his Song family.

And Yusheng shouted from the side: "If you skip class again, don't blame uncle for being rude!"

"This group of children...are really lawless." Yusheng muttered and blamed: "When the teacher in the school chatted with me over and over again, he wanted to cry when he mentioned these babies."

"Okay, as an uncle, take care of me a little more." Aunt Hong looked at those little bastards who fled with a doting look on her face: "These kids are so clever."

"Mother, you don't know. They are well-known bastards. I don't know how many people have filed complaints."

At this time, Guanyinnu tugged at Yusheng again, then smiled and said to Aunt Hong, "Mother, don't listen to brother Yusheng, they are doing well, they are all excellent in character and learning."

Yusheng couldn't stand his wife talking nonsense with her eyes open like this, but he dared not speak out due to the coercion, so he could only mutter beside him for a long time without knowing what to say.

And finally after the carriage started, when they walked back, Guanyinnu helped the old lady into the carriage, and then returned to Yusheng and complained: "You are so old, why are you still so ignorant?"

"Why am I so ignorant?"

"Let's not talk about the children, how can you criticize the children in front of the mother? If you say that, you are complaining that the mother did not manage the children well, and if someone who cares listens to it, you will spread the word , then you, Kuang Yusheng, complained about Song Beiyun, saying that his children had no one to discipline them."

"Women's view!"

Yusheng snorted coldly and walked away with his sleeves behind his back. Avalokitesvara knew her husband's temper, but she was not angry. She stepped forward and said with a smile, "Why? You still don't believe it? It's true that you two are brothers, but it's not who you are in now. It can be said that you were not born in the royal family and you don’t understand these things, but I know it clearly.”

"You say I don't understand the royal family?"

"Ah."

"I think it's because you don't understand Beiyun."

After Yusheng finished speaking, he stopped explaining. Today, Xiumu had to catch those little bastards to inspect homework, and he didn't have time to waste time talking with this woman who didn't understand and pretended to understand.

This angered Guanyinnu, she snorted coldly: "When the time comes, what happened to you, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"No need, don't tell me here, if you don't understand, go back and ask your sister."

Guanyinnu was very angry. He had been married to Kuang's family for many years, but he had never talked to him like this. When he got angry, Guanyinnu turned around and went to find his sister.

It just so happened that Fo Baonu and his little daughter were celebrating the festival here these few days, and now they are living in the Wannian Palace, and Guanyin Nu arrived within a few steps.

When the guards in the palace saw that it was the eldest princess, they naturally didn't dare to stop her and let her in.

When she entered the harem, she didn't care about the rules, and rushed into the harem with aggrieved heads.

At this time, Fo Baonu was breastfeeding the child, and when he saw his younger sister walking in angrily and red-eyed, he laughed aloud: "It's so courageous, you went in without letting anyone know."

"Sister... I was bullied..."

Fo Baonu glanced at her: "Can you be bullied? Who is so bold? Kuang Yusheng? No, he is very gentle. If you say it is Song Beiyun, I will believe it, but Kuang Yusheng will not."

Guanyinnu told Fo Baonu about the conflict between himself and Yusheng, but Fo Baonu didn't mean to comfort him at all. Instead, he laughed: "Didn't you hit the muzzle of the gun yourself? You should be scolded, Thanks to Kuang Yusheng, if it was Song Beiyun, he would scold you for three days."

"Why? Is it wrong to persuade him?"

"It has been said since ancient times that they are not close. Although they are not blood brothers, you can't tell these years that their relationship is better than blood brothers. When you say that, what you mean inside and out is that Song Beiyun is not the Song Beiyun back then. , who would be happy to hear it?"

"But that's the truth. Isn't Song Beiyun right now? It's not an exaggeration to say that he is the royal family. There are not many things in our palace. Even if it's a brother who talks nonsense, he won't lose his head." Strange. Did I persuade you wrongly?"

Fo Baonu put his fed daughter into the cradle, tidied his dragon robe, leaned on the bed and looked at his silly sister: "Kuang Yusheng is right, he really doesn't understand the royal family and you don't understand Song Beiyun at all." .”

"Then you understand?"

After Guanyinnu said this, she suddenly felt like an idiot, isn't this nonsense... She must understand, she has given birth to two, how could she not understand.

"You said that Song Beiyun is considered royal now. This is a big mistake. He is just helping the Zhao family to guard the country. In other words, he is the most loyal royalist. Although I say it is embarrassing, but the world With so many people, he is well-deserved in terms of loyalty. You always think that Song Beiyun is the one who keeps his word, but in fact he was the number one minister of the Song Dynasty many years ago, and he held military power, weapons, and food in his hands back then. If you want to seize the country, the surname in the world has long been Song."

Avalokitesvara looked at her sister in astonishment: "Is it true?"

"That's naturally true. Probably since you were still in your boudoir, he has been a man of promise. Zhao Xing is so stubborn that he doesn't care about state affairs at all. Most of his family fortune was laid down by Song Beiyun."

"What about the Liao Kingdom?"

Fo Baonu frowned, Guanyinnu didn't dare to ask immediately, and Fo Baonu continued: "If you say that about Song Beiyun in front of Kuang Yusheng, everyone will be angry. I never say half a word of Kuang in front of Song Beiyun. As for Yusheng's matter, according to common sense, if I have my temperament, I definitely can't let others control my foundation, Chang'an is Song Beiyun's foundation, but now Chang'an Jianbei is Kuang Yusheng."