Song Beiyun

Because before a war, especially before a large-scale war requires a lot of internal work, there are about four aspects.

The first is to create public opinion and obtain the support or acquiescence of other interested countries, so that they will not be passive in politics and diplomacy.

The second is to achieve domestic consensus, suppress opposition voices, strengthen domestic production, construction and stability maintenance, ensure that the production and life of ordinary people can go on normally, allocate production resources for more detailed allocation, and ensure the normal operation of the state apparatus.

The third pre-war drill is to formulate detailed combat plans and clarify combat objectives to control war costs and risks.This requires reconnaissance, surveying and mapping, logistics and other aspects to be dispatched first, and a clear assessment should be given.

The last is the allocation of combat readiness materials, including the deployment and statistics of food, weapons, ammunition, medicines, daily necessities, warm clothes and other materials.

Fighting a war is not a game, especially a total war. Any slight mistake may cause unbearable losses and may even lead to the defeat of the battle.

And what everyone often says is golden ten thousand taels once the cannon is fired is really just a small aspect. It is really a huge project to start this thing once.

Song Beiyun didn't like war because of this, because no matter whether the war was won or lost, it would inevitably cause economic delays.

But who let the flag be on the opposite side, even the mother's star-spangled flag can be discussed, but the rising sun flag and the meatball flag can't be discussed.

Large-scale scouts have already been dispatched, and they should arrive at the scheduled location in three months to start scouting operations.

And now the investigation brigade is holding the topographic map given by Huang Amao. If those topographic maps are true, the investigation brigade will soon be able to draw a complete map based on the topographic map.

At that time, it is time to actually start the war procedure and declare that the country has entered a state of war.

The next wait will undoubtedly be long, and Chang'an has ushered in another winter before we know it.

Thinking that it was also winter when Song Beiyun entered Chang'an that year, and more than ten years passed in a flash, I can't help but sigh.

Now he seldom hangs out, because he can no longer pretend to be a young man. After all, Goudan is already eighteen or nineteen years old, and Song Beiyun is also approaching the 19-year-old mark step by step.

"Time flies so fast."

It rained heavily in Chang'an today, and a winter rain made the Qingchun Tower a bit bleak. Song Beiyun stood upstairs and looked at the wish. In the misty rain, he could vaguely see the tallest building in Chang'an under construction and the huge clock tower that had already been built. It chimes thickly on the hour.

"Yeah, it's really fast." Miao Yan looked at Song Beiyun with one hand on his chin: "We've been here for almost 40 years."

Song Beiyun hummed, holding the fence with both hands: "Before I knew it, I became an aborigine among the aborigines. I had a dream a few days ago. When I woke up, I was hit in the head with a chalk tip by the teacher. You are my deskmate, looking at me and smiling."

"You must have touched my thigh!" Miao Yan said suddenly: "Man in high school is the most nasty!"

"What? Been touched?"

"That's not true, but my best friend has been touched."

"Why doesn't she resist?"

Miao Yan thought for a while and then laughed: "Maybe it's because she likes it too, hey, you said if we die, will we return to the original world?"

Song Beiyun frowned: "Do you want to go back?"

Chapter 905: Sunny January 18, 7

"Boss, have you heard that Dad seems to be going to war. There are rumors about it outside, and I don't know where to fight."

In the shade of the sunny slope of Jinling Purple Mountain, three Changan F4s lay in a row, enjoying the shade under the brightest summer sun.

The third child is very busy now, and it has been a long time since he attended the party of Mr. Chang'an, but everyone can understand, after all, he has found his own fun, and the remaining three actually have nothing to do now.

They don't even have to worry about taking exams now.

Among them, the most demonic is the second child. The second child in the class belongs to the kind of player who can play while you play, and play while you study, but he is a top player who can dominate the whole grade in terms of test results.

Even without relying on Song Beiyun's identity, he became the first person to be recommended for recommendation.

He was not like this before, Song Beiyun's loose temperament made him completely follow suit, but it was precisely the stimulation given to him by the third master that made him become extremely aggressive now, and he felt that he was mentally retarded if he didn't take the first place.

Although the teacher in the school likes this monster very much, he can't stay for long, because his existence will greatly impact the enthusiasm of other students, so it took him three years to complete the five-year test questions, and then he was recommended to let him go. He went home and waited to start college in September.

For the other two, the crown prince is the most miserable. Zhao Xing gave him a task, which is to go directly to the old and young frontiers and poor to participate in construction planning after graduation. There are only two F4 left, one went to the Academy of Sciences and the other became a village official...

The boss is very stable, although his grades are also very good, but he can't reach the level of the monster of the second master, but he also got the perfect pass in the spring exam last month, and has been specially recruited into the military camp. I'm going to be a scholar soldier in February.

However, as a student soldier, he didn't have to go to the battlefield. He was mainly responsible for giving cultural lessons to soldiers at all levels and participating in literacy campaigns.

Changan F4 will basically be disassembled next year. Although no one has said anything about it now, they are still somewhat sad.

The few of them grew up together, but now they are about to go to their own lives. This kind of separation makes them feel hard to let go for the first time in their lives.

They didn't become dandies, and they didn't become like the waste people who were raised in captivity in the city. Not only would they not mention their identities outside, but even if someone brought it up, they would instinctively feel that it was a shame.

Perhaps because of the influence of Song Beiyun's family style, they hated those wastes who would only eat and wait to die, and would say "do you know who my father is" when they get into trouble, and they hardly participated in their activities.

But they are good enough. They are also children of other people in school. They will stick to them, and the boss is the boss of the whole school. Anyone who sees him will call him boss, no matter how domineering or arrogant that person is in society.

"Brother Huan is going to be a village official in August, and the eldest is going to be a soldier next year. Only the third master and I are left in Jinling." The second child sighed and said, "I don't know when I will be able to do this." goodbye."

The other two also sighed for a while and didn't speak for a long time. They knew that after this farewell, the next time they saw each other would be five years at least, ten years at most, and how many decades could it be with a vague sound.

"Let's go and have a drink."

The usually calm boss suddenly stood up and said, "Let's say goodbye to Zhao Huan in advance."

"go!"

The three of them came to a small tavern, took out a small amount of pocket money and pieced together a jar of the best flower carvings and a few side dishes, imitating those grown-ups pushing glasses and changing dishes, but before they knew it, they were Slightly drunk.

Zhao Huan, who has always been brave, was the first to lose his temper. He covered his face and cried uncontrollably. His fragile appearance made people feel distressed.

"There are so many mountains and rivers to go here. I don't know how long it will be until we meet again." Zhao Huan sighed and wiped away his tears with his sleeve: "I hope my brothers will take care of themselves, and if we agree on things together, I'm afraid it will be hopeless again."

These words completely broke the defense of the second master. The agreement they made when they were young was more or less stupid and naive. It doesn’t matter if they do it now, but after the time has passed, it may be impossible to practice their childhood dream. .

The second master's eyes were red, and he leaned against the pillar and sighed, but the boss looked at the two of them with his cheeks on his hands: "You guys, it's really...Look at me, I'm not in a hurry, I'm going to be a soldier. If there is a war, I will go to the battlefield. If I go to the battlefield, I will have to come back."

"Father has already written a letter to say, why do you still insist on being a soldier?" The second master was a little puzzled: "The situation is already tense these days, maybe you will really go to the battlefield, if this..."

He was punched by Zhao Huan in the middle of speaking: "Shut your crow mouth!"

On the contrary, the boss smiled and waved his hands and said: "Father is worried about me, I understand in my heart. But a good man should stand on his own feet, and guarding the ten thousand hectares of land is an honor even if he dies. Born to parents, if everyone is greedy for life and afraid of death, the Song Dynasty will be over, and China will be over. Everyone is afraid of death, but whoever gets their turn is who they are, so there is nothing to say."

Neither Zhao Huan nor the second master spoke, but a person stood up at the table next to him and raised his glass: "Brother, what you said is good, I will join the army next year, and I hope to see you again in the barracks!"

Everyone looked up and found that it was a young man who was about their age. He was tall, with slender hands and feet. Although he was wearing a scholar's short shirt, he showed a bravery.

The three stood up and clinked glasses, the boss laughed and asked, "This brother's name is Gao?"

"I'm a person with no name and no surname. My brother calls me Huyan Shouyong."

"Huyan? But after Huyan's old order?"

"Huyan Linggong is the grandfather of the family."

The three of them stood up and toasted. The Huyan family was considered a legendary figure in the Song Dynasty. Although the old Linggong went early, his bravery and loyalty are worthy of praise.

Everyone said that the descendants of the Huyan family all had the words "going out and forgetting home for the country, forgetting death before the battle" tattooed behind their ears to show their loyalty and courage.

And in order to prove it, the second master really took a look behind the boy's ear, and found that there was...

After several people reported their names, Hu Yanshouyong didn't realize that there were three people here, two with the surname of the country and one with the surname of the emperor. Instead, he carried the wine jar from his table to this table, and began to chat.

"Scholar Soldiers have several meanings, go to battle and kill the enemy! I heard that a war is going to happen recently, and it's time to kill the enemy." Hu Yanshouyong bluffed, "If you and I are in the same battalion by then, I will protect you on the battlefield!"

The boss laughed and toasted: "Thank you very much."

The addition of this loud voice dilutes the sadness of the brothers' parting, but diluting it is diluting it, and finally the day of parting has come.

The first one to leave was Zhao Huan. In August, he was sent to Panzhou by Zhao Xing's order, which would be Liupanshui City in the future. This trip was four thousand miles away, which was not much better than exile.

Zhao Xing came to see off his son today, and the younger ones from Song Beiyun's family also came. Zhao Xing pointed to Zhao Huan and said, "Starting from the village official, don't embarrass me, you know?"

"understood!"

"volume is too low!"

"understood!!!"

"Very good!" Zhao Xing patted his son's head: "Go!"

And Zhao Huan's eyes turned to the three brothers, and his mood immediately became depressed. The three brothers of the Song family were also depressed. In this way, the cousin gradually disappeared from his sight.

Zhao Xing didn't speak any more, just watched his son's carriage leave in a daze, and then turned his head to look at Song Beiyun's sons: "Do you think me and your father are both old?"

After Zhao Xing finished asking, he walked back with his hands behind his back: "God, come here."

Goudan walked forward with a sullen head: "Uncle..."

Zhao Xing glanced at him sideways: "Brother."

"It's not suitable...Uncle."

Feeling disappointed, Zhao Xing waved his hand: "I heard that you are going to be a soldier? What do you think? I didn't say that, what if something happens?"

"Uncle, I've made up my mind. I can't embarrass my father by saying that Song Beiyun started the war, but none of my sons went to the battlefield." The boss puffed up his chest and said, "Besides, since I was young, I was well-clothed and well-fed. Now is the time when there is no turning back. It's just... Uncle, it's not good to tell grandma at this time. Grandma is getting old and not in good health... I was brought up by grandma. If she finds out the news, I'm afraid something will happen .”

"understood."

Zhao Xing also sighed, his younger brother... is considered to have a backbone, not to mention, now it seems that this kid is upright, if it is not for the changing fate, he is really not sure, he is going to be the emperor.

"I believe your father has told you a lot, so I won't talk nonsense anymore. Try to survive. Although the scholar soldiers don't need to go to the front line, if it is really necessary, you have to take them. Don't be lazy during training. Be smart when you fight."

"I see, uncle..."

"Okay, let's go back."

The three teenagers bid farewell to Zhao Xing, but Zhao Xing did not leave, but walked to a small bridge and watched the gurgling water under the bridge.

"What is the official doing here alone?"

Zhao Xing looked up and found that it was Yan Shu who came in front of him. He pursed his lips: "I, when I saw those little things, I remembered what we were like back then. It's been almost 20 years. When I first met Song Beiyun, He is not as old as Goudan, and I am only one year older than Goudan, and now...the children have already walked on their stage in a flash."

Yan Shu nodded and sighed, "In another ten years, I will know my destiny."

Zhao Xing shook his head gently: "This life is too short, I... still have a lot of greed."

"Yes, who isn't." Yan Shu stretched his arms: "But officials, guess why I appear here?"

Zhao Xing was taken aback for a moment, and then yelled: "It's over, it's over...the grassland peace talks!"

Seeing Zhao Xing rushing back in a hurry, Yan Shu couldn't help but laugh. This 40-year-old is still like a child...

Today is the day when Grassland Khan and Song Ping entered Beijing. The peace talks that were supposed to be settled three years ago have dragged on for three years. This issue.

But now everyone has slept at the negotiating table, but Zhao Xing hasn't shown up yet... No, Yan Shu came to look for him in person.

It's thanks to Song Ping also knowing this master's nature, otherwise the negotiation might really be messed up.

Song Beiyun was originally supposed to carry out the peace talks, but he thought that Song Ping was his godson no matter what, and he needed to avoid suspicion, so now it had to be carried out by Zhao Xing.

Is it difficult? It’s not difficult. The resettlement work on the grassland has been carried out for more than ten years. Several large-scale grassland cities have already been established around the line close to Shanxi. Now we are going to talk about the nobles of the grassland tribes. Placement issues.

The situation in the grassland is different from other places. The handling of dozens of tribes is very complicated, and a little carelessness may lead to tribe rebellion.

This time Song Ping came to discuss this issue.

Emotionally, the merger and unification of the grasslands is no longer a big problem, but the details still need a certain amount of time.

From this point of view, I really have to admire Song Beiyun's deployment. He has been managing the grassland since the third year of the new calendar, and it has been 15 years since the grassland was broken into parts and parts into wholes. Finally, he chose Merge with the Central Plains into one.

But now, in fact, the Sinicization strategy of the grassland can be said to be a great success. Many children there can’t even speak Turkicization anymore.

"This is the national book of Mongolia, please read it for uncle."

Song Ping handed over the letter of credence to Zhao Xing, calling him Uncle... But he really didn't know how to address Zhao Xing. Now he doesn't have a clear position, he just temporarily replaces Song Beiyun, and Da Song has completely abolished the imperial system. It is not appropriate to call your majesty again.

So it is not illegal to call uncle.

Zhao Xing opened the letter of credence and read it, while Song Ping turned his head and followed the officials in a low voice to talk.

The delegation of the Song Dynasty also handed over the prepared Dasong Guoshu, and the two sides officially exchanged the text of the Guoshu.

Zhao Xing is not a rookie anymore, he led the team to re-establish the national prestige from the bottom, because he has really seen and understood it, so he is even more handy than Song Beiyun in dealing with many conflicts.

"Now the leaders of the various ministries are actually somewhat worried, but the people in the grasslands have no serious problems."

"This leader system is a big trouble." Zhao Xing looked up to Song Ping after closing the letter of credence and said, "Well, now the two of us may not be able to get their approval when we talk, so you might as well stay here for a longer time, and we will transfer all the ministries The leaders have all been summoned for an interview, what do you think?"

"Uncle, it doesn't matter, I just have a request."

"Say."

"I also hope that uncle will make the Golden Horde an illegal regime after unification. If not, there will be troubles in the future." Song Ping raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xing: "Expel all the envoys of the Golden Horde."

Good guy, Zhao Xing called him a good guy.Sure enough, there is no fuel-efficient lamp with a Song character in the name...

"I have to ask Song Beiyun about this matter. You stay here for a while, and I will ask him."

"Thank you uncle, I hope uncle can negotiate with foster father."