Song Beiyun

Although this also includes the problem of dealing with Buddha Baonu, but it is a trivial matter. The task of the third master now is to practice hard and lift up the tree that can affect the future generations.

But apart from Song Beiyun, Zhang Qing was the happiest. When she met the third master, it was like meeting a super baby. She waited for the third master to wake up at the door as soon as the rooster crowed in the morning.

The third master is only 12 years old, and he is still a child... Song Beiyun was afraid that his body would not be able to carry it, but who would have thought that these things are really hard to buy, and the third master is not even sleeping late...

Because of the matter of the third master, the second child was dissatisfied. He was small-minded and jealous, and he himself was not qualified to enter the Academy of Sciences, but the third child who felt that he was not very bright since he was a child did.

Of course, the second child didn't dare to question Song Beiyun directly, so he inquired around.After all, this is also his own son, Song Beiyun knows what fart he wants to fart when he lifts his ass, and he doesn't talk to him so much, just spreads the third master's notes in front of him: "Do you understand?"

The second child racked his brains and tried his best to explain indiscriminately, trying to solve the problems of science in the way of liberal arts, but was finally slapped on the forehead by Song Beiyun: "Stop showing off, everyone has their own areas of expertise. You may be good in other places, but you can say what you say in this subject, and there are not so many messy tricks. Your way here is to bring shame on yourself. It’s not that you are not allowed to go to the Academy of Sciences, but even if you go, Within three days, you will have to run back in despair and cry to tell your father that you don’t want to go anymore.”

Both are his own sons, and to be honest, the second child is still the most favored one, because he is similar to his father in all aspects, even the taste of food is the same as his father.But because of this, he couldn't let him mess around with him, some things are really random.

The second child probably understood the meaning, sighed and was about to leave, but Song Beiyun laughed: "Don't be so busy, you hate your father so much?"

"It's not...Father..." The second child said with a sad face, "It's just that there is a gap in my heart."

"What's the difference, then what do you think you are more proficient in?"

The second child shook his head: "I'm not proficient in anything... This is the gap, I'm just like a waste."

Song Beiyun looked his son up and down, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Your father thought of me that way back then."

"How could it be..." The second child raised his head in astonishment: "I heard from my mother and aunt that my father was talented in poetry and prose back then, and he was born as the number one scholar. At that time, there was no more than one in a hundred people, and there was no one in a million. How could father be a waste?"

Song Beiyun raised Erlang's legs, and at this moment a guard knocked on the door, saying that the official had brought a gift to Song Beiyun.

Song Beiyun took the things over first, and after opening it, he found that it was a box. He opened the box again, and suddenly found that there were long sticks inside, which smelled of roasting.

Picking up this thing and looking at it for a while, Song Beiyun laughed: "Cigar..."

That's right, this thing is a cigar. It should be that the tobacco planted in the southwest has been harvested. They must have tossed about how to use this thing. It should be a relatively formed thing now.

Compared with food, Song Beiyun didn't pay much attention to other plants and medicinal materials, but the appearance of this cigar made him somewhat interesting, so he picked up one, took out the kerosene lighter from the drawer, and lit the cigar , took a light breath.

Coughing violently, he put out the cigarette again, and the second child hurried forward: "Father, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just kill yourself." Song Beiyun casually put the lighter in his pocket, then took it out after thinking about it: "Do you know this?"

"A lighter is made of an iron shell and a flint to ignite kerosene-soaked tinder." The second child didn't know why Song Beiyun asked him this question suddenly: "There are some available in the market, and the price is neither cheap nor expensive."

"Yes." Song Beiyun nodded and put the lighter on the table: "It's just such a small object that replaces the time-consuming and labor-intensive tinder and fire pockets, and it was designed by a person surnamed Shen. He used to be Wan One of the thousands of students, neither outstanding nor characteristic. Until one day he found that he particularly liked engineering, so he managed to enter Chang'an Institute of Technology from the very beginning, and it has been ten years in a flash. His most famous invention It is this lighter, but you think this inconspicuous little object has 37 parts on it, and these 37 parts have their own purposes, which is one of the crystallizations of human wisdom. I will not give you your question now Answer, instead, I want to ask you two more questions, one is how you position yourself, and the other is what do you think about your future direction. When you understand these two questions, you will also no more confusion."

"Thank you father for explaining."

"go to play."

Song Beiyun watched the second child go away a little lonely, and he was helpless. Young people are always like this. Before encountering setbacks, they always thought that they were invincible in the world, until one day he felt that he did not seem to be able to solve the problem. After all the problems in the world, you will be confused at the first time, which is also the crux of all young people for thousands of years.

It is not until the age of 30 that people will gradually accept their own ordinaryness and ordinaryness, and will slowly reconcile with themselves. If there is no one to guide them when they are young, it is easy to walk into a dead end. Can't stand the blow and completely become a madman.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, and the more well-born people are, the more likely they are to have such problems, because they have never suffered any setbacks since childhood.

The second child was the son of Song Beiyun and the most prestigious princess of the Song Dynasty. People said that it was a great thing to be born with a golden spoon in his mouth, but he was born with a crystal palace in his arms.

But the more this happened, the more Song Beiyun knew clearly that the second child's superficial arrogance was easily broken, in other words, he was a glass heart.

In this regard, he is not as good as the boss and Zhao Huan. The boss is steady and kind, full of leadership temperament, and Zhao Huan is passionate, impulsive, and indomitable.But the second child is sensitive, suspicious and a bit dark because of his personality, so he is easy to go astray.

And if he goes astray... Song Beiyun himself can't even imagine what will happen if a dark Song Beiyun appears in the political arena in the future. He is capable of subverting the country, and may even provoke a prelude to fratricide.

The second child... is really a difficult child.

But from another perspective, if he is led in another direction, the second child may eventually become a very good person, and he will be able to shoulder the great cause of revitalization in the future, because he is smart enough.

"Second brother, no, you can find a girl and have a relationship."

Song Beiyun suddenly yelled at the back of the second child without warning, the second child staggered suddenly, turned his head and gave his father a blank look, then clasped his fists from a distance, and then ran away without looking back...

"This child..."

Not to mention, these babies in the family are very popular outside. They have good genes. Whether they are from the Zhao family or the Song family, they are all high-quality genetic hybrid products. Their height, physique, knowledge, and insight , style of conversation, temperament, and appearance, if you put them in the school, you will stand out from the crowd. In other words, the F4 of that year suddenly parachuted into an ordinary high school.

The eldest is a calm and reliable type, Zhao Huan is a domineering president type, the second child is a witty and funny type, and the third father is a cheerful and sunny type. These few words are enough for women to write a book.

Coupled with the women's liberation movement these years, the girls are now taking the initiative. Song Beiyun was able to take the initiative to have a princess throw himself into his arms in that relatively depressing environment. Now that Chang'an F4 airborne Jinling, how about it?

But they all have high eyesight. There are not many girls in the public school who can catch their eyes. Although the third master is a lover, but he is obsessed with the princess and sister, and now he has no time to talk to others. .

As for the others, they all have eyes on their foreheads. Letting them fall in love... might as well let them go out and fight.

After the second child walked out of the house, he was in a better mood. Just as he turned the corner, he happened to see his two older brothers chatting under the apricot tree.

Seeing the second child from a distance, Zhao Huan said jokingly, "Don't let you go, can uncle let you go like we did? It would be strange if we didn't scold you like a dog."

"Father didn't punish you, did he?" The boss put his hand on his younger brother's shoulder: "Okay, they are all my brothers, and my father will definitely not show favoritism. The third child must have something special."

The second son let out a long sigh: "It's because his extraordinary life is a bit too outrageous..."

When the two elder brothers heard that you looked at me and I looked at you, they suddenly burst into laughter, and the second brother wanted to pretend to be deep, but seeing the appearance of the two elder brothers was also very angry and funny , Shoved for a while and said: "You guys are still laughing there!"

"Okay, okay." Zhao Huan took out a stack of banknotes from his purse: "Let's go, let's get drunk."

"Where did you get the money? Father wouldn't give so much money."

"Stupid!" Zhao Huan pushed his head once: "I have a queen mother, say a few nice words, call her mother a few times, and the money doesn't just come randomly."

"No, if you let father know where we are going, none of you will be able to run away, and your legs will be broken."

"Where are you going?" Zhao Huan looked at the second child in surprise: "You...you don't mean to go to that place, do you? How is it possible! I have to dare, too. There are dozens of imperial city guards around us. The uncle on the back foot came with a stick, how dare you, Er Ye, you are so awesome!"

At this time, the boss patted the second son on the shoulder and said with a smile: "The crown prince went to the palace to cheat money for you. He said he wanted to take you to eat, drink, and enjoy a cruise. You are thinking too much."

The second child was stunned, tears came out...

"That's enough, that's all, why are you girls chirping." Zhao Huan patted him on the back with a thud, "We'll charter a boat later, and then call a few classmates."

The second child cried and said, "Call Shang Cuiting, I still owe her a meal."

Amidst the booing of the two brothers, the few went to enjoy the summer that belonged to young people, while Song Beiyun squatted in the yard of Yan Shu's house, each holding a cigar, coughing and smoking.

"Are you afraid that you are going to poison me?"

"Let me tell you, people with status smoke like this. And we have to bring up this trend. The national treasury is poor, and next year's plan is almost impossible to complete... That's all, let's talk less about this amount in a year."

Yan Shu's eyes widened: "200 million?"

"Add a zero." Song Beiyun coughed violently twice: "The money for an 88 fleet."

Chapter 900, September 17, 9

"Don't pull it out."

Song Beiyun pressed Biluo's hand: "I can't pull it out clean."

Biluo sat beside her with a sad face, looking at Song Beiyun whose gray hair had appeared in her hair, she couldn't hide the sadness in her heart.

When we met for the first time, Song Beiyun was full of vigor, like the sun shining at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and his smile was like a spring breeze blowing on his face. After many years, his temples were covered with white hair early.

Biluo understood that he was tired, really tired.He has to personally take care of all major and minor matters of a country, from the common people down to trivial matters. This is how he lives day after day, watching him change from a fresh boy in white clothes to a middle-aged man. , but everything is like yesterday.

"Humans will always grow old." Song Beiyun put on his clothes and pinned a corsage on his chest: "Today, the Japanese envoy is here to have an audience, so there is no time to waste."

"Ugh……"

Biluo sighed leisurely, looking at Song Beiyun who had been busy since early in the morning, he was filled with emotion.

But Song Beiyun was fine, because he felt that he was only 37 years old, which was still too old. This was the time when he was in the prime of life, and it was not yet the time to be pitiful.

On the contrary, the old man was in poor health some time ago, so he brought the old man to take care of him. Although the two still quarreled frequently, no matter what, the old man's time was coming.

He never said how old he was, but one must know that as long as he was still around, the old man of Yan Shu's family would not get the title of great doctor.

Anyway, he should be a hundred years old anyway. Song Beiyun sighed to himself that an old man of this age could still be so hale and hearty. Anyway, he felt that he would live to be in his sixties. After all, since ancient times, heroes were not allowed to have gray hair. He didn't want people to see his old appearance.

Although he is self-conscious that he is not a hero, and the bad things he has done in his life up to now are countless and he is a super scumbag, but in the end, as long as he Song Beiyun doesn't use any stupid tricks in the next 30 years, this task will go down in history. It was completed ahead of schedule.

In fact, the whole country is relatively stable now, and it is not as difficult as it was when Zhao Xing took over. The group of people who are serious about the new-style education have also grown up, and now the first batch of new-style people are 25 years old. Six, has gradually begun to become the mainstay of society.

Although Zhao Xing's speed has slowed down in the past two years, it has gradually begun to develop horizontally. The Liao Kingdom was forced to follow his footsteps. This son of destiny is really helpless, Buddha Treasure I want to resist, but as Song Beiyun said, under the momentum of the huge waves, any opposition is pale and powerless, because Zhao Xing stands in the direction of the historical trend, and his ideas and methods are scientific, Slowly, without making the mistake of extremism, but steadily changing the world step by step.

Today's Zhao Xing no longer allows others to call him the emperor, but must call him a comrade, everyone is a comrade, and if there is no accident, the Song Dynasty will officially abolish the imperial system after this year.

Seven years, from the time it was proposed to the final fall of the hammer this year, it took a total of seven years.From the common people to the princes of Gungun, they have already gotten used to and adapted to life without an emperor in the past seven years. When this matter is really brought to the table, it is actually no big deal.

The notice written by Zhao Xing himself has already appeared on the front pages of major newspapers across the country.

Is there any objection?Of course there is, not only opposing but also raising troops to defend the imperial system. Last year, a rebellion broke out in Guangdong and Guangxi to maintain the imperial system, but it only lasted for three months and was suppressed.

In Zhao Xing's words: Any act of resistance without a mass base is a sophistry of the upper class in order to safeguard their own interests, and it is a struggle doomed to failure.

Song Beiyun didn't even send troops the whole time, Zhao Xing brought [-] workers, peasants and soldiers to put down the rebellion. After he was caught, he asked Zhao Xing sadly and said, "Why do you want to arrest us when we help you maintain your status?" , and Zhao Xing's answer was "Don't give me the fuck, why don't you know what you want to do?", and then suppressed this restlessness.

After that, Zhao Xing's small court gradually began to merge with Song Beiyun's Jinling court. It is expected that the transition from old to new will be completed in the next year, and the new system will start to spread out flat.

To be honest, Song Beiyun has been waiting for this day for a long time, but he didn't expect it to come so soon. It only took seven years. He thought it would take an arduous struggle, but now it doesn't seem to be the case, but he also warned Zhao Xing, because there is no baptism of blood and fire, a more arduous struggle is yet to come.

But Zhao Xing didn't take it seriously, he said that he would retire after completing this vote, and that Song Beiyun could do the rest.

Song Beiyun scolded him all afternoon, and then Zhao Xing ran away just by turning around...

"It turned out that you came to be the head of the mission."

Song Beiyun saw that the person who came was Zi Shibu, and her official name was Fujiwara Jiakang. It was a very manly name, but it didn't affect her charm.

"Yes, let's congratulate Da Song for his further progress."

Song Beiyun smiled, and looked at Zi Shibu with one hand on his chin: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, are you a little fat?"

"Then I don't know, why don't Master Song try it himself?"

Song Beiyun laughed: "Okay, this is not the time to talk about this, please hand in your credentials."

Everything went according to the regulations, and nothing happened after Song Beiyun. After all, you don’t have to pay too much attention to Japan. They are now very uncomfortable being stuck by Ryukyu and Ezo. All the struggles of the Fusang Three Kingdoms have to rely on the support and support of Da Song , They will be rubbed on the ground by the other two countries if they are disobedient.

Song Beiyun, on the other hand, is a scumbag. When Zi Shibu came here the year before last, he treated guests and drank a little too much, and then...

But it's not a big deal, whether it's in terms of status or relationship, it's not a big deal, and Murasaki Shikibu is not a political expert, she is a 30-year-old literary young woman, right?

Everyone takes what they need, and they don't even need to take responsibility. If they are responsible, others will be unhappy.

In the evening, Song Beiyun accompanied Zi Shibu to wander around Jinling City as a friend.

The current Jinling City looks the same every year. In order to speed up the construction and improve the living standards of the people, the infrastructure is directly expanded, so that the employment rate will naturally increase, and the most direct result is the acceleration of the urbanization process.

When science and technology encounters a bottleneck, then the construction can keep up and the economy will be full. Opportunities are always given to those who are prepared.

Strictly speaking, about 60.00% of the East Asian region has entered the industrial age. Although the remaining 40.00% is a bit difficult, at least the future can be expected.

"Jinling in autumn has a different smell from Chang'an."

It came again and again, this is the illness of the literary young woman, she insisted that the wind in each season and each place has a different smell, and Song Beiyun sucked out all the allergic rhinitis and couldn't feel it.

"Haven't you considered getting married?"

Zi Shibu frowned at Song Beiyun's words: "How could you say such a thing?"

"Then what do you want me to say?" Song Beiyun stood there with his hands behind his back, his face full of confusion: "I told you to come like me, but you refused to come, and you won't marry if you marry someone."

"I'm not interested, I'm not interested." Zi Shibu shook her head, her long hair and clothes in the style of Heian fluttered with the autumn wind: "I don't care if I have physical love with you, I prefer the wind. "

Come, come, come, this is the attitude.Song Beiyun sighed softly, but he didn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything. It can't be said that this person has a brain problem, but the brain circuit is more or less incomprehensible.

If you like the wind, then just blow the ashes down from Mount Fuji, and you have to stay in China to do this again.

"Are you scolding me in your heart?"

"Ah."

"What did you scold?"

"You're so annoying!" Song Beiyun twitched his mouth: "Would you like to go shopping? I'll go back if I don't."

"This is Song Beiyun's character." Zi Shibu didn't care at all: "You go back, I'll just stroll around by myself."

damn it……

Song Beiyun turned his head and left. Who is used to whom these days.And Zi Shibu didn't care at all, gently rolled up his sleeves and walked in the opposite direction.

Back in the mansion, Song Beiyun went to see the old man first. Although the old man was not in good health, he was in good spirits and was teaching a few little bastards how to play five animals in the yard.

After seeing Song Beiyun, before he could run away, he took a step forward and grabbed his neckline: "I don't have much time, old man, what about that?"

"Do not."

Song Beiyun still flatly refused: "No one can change what I said no to. Don't say I'm not filial. I'm filial enough to you, but I will never spend the rest of my life playing with you to get into Taoism."