Song Beiyun

But not long after, Song Beiyun tilted his head back again and asked in a low voice, "Is there any side effect?"

"That must not be there. When I'm not busy, I'll send it to my brother-in-law."

"Ah."

Song Beiyun responded, and then remained silent. At this time, the team outside almost arrived at the predetermined position, and the commander in front waved a flag at them. Song Beiyun quickly took up his hat and dressed like a red Like a golden pheasant, he led the team out like this.

The military parade is not open to the public, but there are still countless people gathered at the front and rear ends. They squeezed there and stretched their necks, waiting for batch after batch of troops to come out. The military parade lasted for nearly two hours. It was also a kind of enjoyment to just squat at both ends and watch the bustle, and watch the young soldiers who had withdrawn line up and return to the camp.

Of course, more people want to see the cannon displayed in the west section of the square, especially the giant cannon. Because it is on public display, anyone can touch one, so everyone has had enough fun today. .

However, there are still many people who don't know the usefulness of cannons and are discussing in whispers.

Among the people discussing, those foreigners in Chang'an City are naturally indispensable.

"Little princess, look at this, are you afraid?"

Those girls are also here today. After all, they are all girls under the age of 20. It is natural to love to be lively. Besides, the academy is on holiday today, so it is not unusual to appear here.

The few of them were naturally attracted by the giant cannon, but because they couldn't squeeze in, they could only watch from a distance, and naturally they couldn't help but tease the little princess.

"Not afraid." The little princess shook her head firmly: "There will be no more wars, my husband-in-law said so."

"You are your husband, you are your husband, you are your husband all day long. That is obviously everyone's husband, okay?"

The little princess finally knew that she should not be called the forehead son-in-law, but should be called Xianggong, and most people still can't bear this title. Only those who have fame and fame can be called like this. The prime minister of the current dynasty is also Xianggong. Got it.

"Hmph, I'm not arguing with you." The little princess clapped her hands, "Wait for me to crawl over and have a look at that iron pipe."

"It's not easy to climb." The friend next to her stopped her: "There are so many soldiers nearby, they will catch you."

"They don't dare." The little princess rolled up her sleeves: "I must climb."

But just as she was about to climb over the wall to play with cannons, there was a loud singing "His Majesty the Emperor of Liao Kingdom has arrived" from the front.

Then hundreds of guards separated the crowd, and then Fo Baonu, who was wearing a black dragon robe, walked slowly through the crowd.

Chang'an County and Wannian County are now the biggest emperors of the Liao Kingdom, and Chang'an Wannian is a co-administered county, so the Song soldiers who were in charge of guarding the cannon here retreated to both sides after receiving the order.

Fo Baonu was followed by envoys from various countries. One of the envoys was the little princess' mother's brother, that is, her uncle. When she saw her, she immediately turned her head, covered her face with her hands, and beckoned her friends to leave quickly.

But Fo Baonu couldn't care about so many people, only these cannons of different shapes remained in her eyes, and she, who had really seen the power of cannons, realized after seeing it with her own eyes that the cannons of Song State had developed to this level. level, but the Liao Kingdom is still so simple.

Song Beiyun, damn it!

When she walked in front of the well-deserved cannon king, Fo Baonu gently raised his chin and looked up, and found that the cannon was three feet high and huge, waiting for an adult man to stand under it like a baby in swaddling clothes Not worth mentioning.

The muzzle of the black hole is facing the sky, and there are three cannonballs used as samples on the gun mount. Although the cannonballs are just empty shells, Fo Baonu compared them and found that one of the cannonballs is almost as tall as himself up...

Thinking that the shells the size of my fist could blow up the enemy, what would this... a shell the size of a person be like?

Fo Baonu's heart was pounding, and she secretly made up her mind that she would pay any price for this cannon, as long as the dog opened her mouth, she would do anything.

"Come here and explain to His Majesty the purpose of these cannons."

The female officer next to Fo Baonu has changed, and it is not Han Ji anymore. Presumably, Han Ji is now in charge of road traffic affairs, and the new female officer is obviously not as calm as Han Ji, and she is a bit bluffing.

Hearing her shout, Fo Baonu looked back dissatisfiedly and said solemnly: "No need, I will question Song Beiyun myself."

The female officer bowed her head in response, she clearly felt Fo Baonu's displeasure, but she couldn't tell where she caused the displeasure.

Seeing her confusion, Fo Baonu suddenly lost his temper. She stopped talking to the female officer and just waited quietly in the artillery formation, waiting for Song Beiyun's arrival.

Sure enough, Song Beiyun arrived here soon after the sacrificial ceremony was over. He didn't change out of his attire. Just as he was about to speak, the female officer began to speak again: "Song Beiyun, hurry up and explain to Your Majesty!"

Song Beiyun originally had a smile on his face, but after hearing her words, his face turned cold on the spot. He stood there and glanced at Fo Baonu and then at the female officer behind her, and then the smile on his face hung on again. lips.

At this moment, Fo Baonu gritted his teeth, and without turning his head, he waved his hand: "You step back, I will have a chat with Mr. Song alone."

"His Majesty."

"Back off!" Fo Baonu's voice became sharper: "Everyone back down!"

Soon, the guards of the Liao Kingdom dispersed to the periphery and surrounded the artillery formation, leaving only Fo Baonu and Song Beiyun in the center.

"Where did you find such a bastard?" Song Beiyun walked beside Fo Baonu with his hands behind his back: "Does she know who she is talking to?"

"I'll ask her to feed the pigs when I get back." Fo Baonu laughed out loud, "I'm scared to death. If you lose your temper suddenly, I don't even know what to do."

"How can it be, my family's Anu's face still needs to be taken care of." Xiao Song chuckled: "But she is also very courageous and dares to call me by my name."

"Don't worry, you won't see her next time." Fo Baonu patted Song Beiyun's buttock while no one was paying attention, and then pointed at the cannon: "Give this to me."

"What do you want this thing for?" Song Beiyun said helplessly, "This is something to scare people."

"Give it to me..."

"I really can't give it." Xiao Song sighed: "This thing weighs nearly [-] catties, how do you take it back? Also, how did he go to the battlefield during the war? There is no cart that can pull it, even if you can pull it , The bridge and the ground can’t bear it, so it’s useless at all, this thing is temporarily used to set off fireworks, and this cannonball... Let me tell you the truth, I didn’t make any cannonball at all.”

Song Beiyun spread his hands and said innocently, "This is a fake move."

Fo Baonu also pointed suspiciously at the cannonball next to the cannon body, meaning "You think I'm blind?".

"Hi." Song Beiyun shook his head and walked forward to pat the shell: "It's just an empty shell, just an iron sheet. This shell has the air casting technology, but the charge technology can't meet the requirements, because it's too big and heavy, and the charge is too heavy. After entering, it can only be triggered if the impact fails, and the chamber will explode if it is forced to be triggered.”

Song Beiyun didn't lie, the cannon was made, but there was a gun but no bullets. This thing was just a theoretical verification and a show off, and the rest were useless.

"So that's the case, you can't lie to me." Fo Baonu pointed at Song Beiyun: "Did you hear that?"

"What's the point of me lying to you?" Song Beiyun came to a light cannon with wheels behind his back: "This cannon is suitable for you. It is called the Shunde Three-inch Mountain Cannon. The barrel is 12 times the caliber and the maximum shooting angle is three Ten degrees, the range is two to three miles. The main reason is that it is light, powerful and mature, and the Liao country can carry out production line installation."

"Shunde!? Why don't you use my Liao country name?"

Xiao Song looked back at her as if she was mentally handicapped: "Honey, can you be reasonable?"

Fo Baonu also realized that she said something stupid... But she refused to admit defeat, snorted and put her hands behind her back: "Then why don't you introduce other guns?"

"Other guns, you can't maintain them." Xiao Song shook his head and walked to a larger gun: "This is the Shunde eight-inch gun, which has a more complicated structure, heavier weight, and a higher failure rate of loading. The country cannot install the production line. Give it to you, and then you will say that I lied to you."

Fo Baonu was actually a little unhappy. She looked up at Song Beiyun: "Why do you leave the best to Song? If one day the people of Song use these bombardments to bombard your son, can you close your eyes safely?"

"There won't be that day." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "I can't tell you or anyone about my plan. But I will definitely arrange everything before I die."

Fo Baonu flicked his cloak, turned around and walked out.Song Beiyun hurried forward to grab her hand, but she threw it away.

"You obviously don't regard me as your own." Fo Baonu angrily scolded: "Listen to what nonsense you are talking about!"

Xiao Song actually didn't know how to explain, he stood there scratching his head: "Give me some time."

"how long?"

"It won't be too long. What I want is a complete and unified China. I don't want another war between princes after my death."

"What princes, I am the emperor, and I am ordered by heaven!"

"Yes, yes, you are the emperor, you are the emperor."

Xiao Song sighed, he knew that it was useless to explain this ideological contradiction, and in fact, he was a little sorry for Fobaonu and sorry for Liao State because of emotion and reason.

"Song Beiyun, please remember that your son and I must live and die with the Liao Kingdom at all times. If one day, your cannonballs hit your son, no matter whether you are still alive or not, you You are not worthy of being a human being!" Fo Baonu shook off his hand and left angrily.

But Song Beiyun didn't chase after him, but just squatted on the ground worrying. If there are fewer conflicts outside, conflicts inside will inevitably appear. This is the law of the world!God just doesn't allow people to live a peaceful life.

Thief God!

In the beginning, things were not that complicated, but as time goes by, things will become more and more complicated and uncontrollable. Song Beiyun knows that his ideal is the right path, but many things are true. What is uncontrollable for him.

Especially in the current state, he wants to give an explanation to the two emperors and the two countries at the same time.

It is true that he does not need to flatter any emperor, suck and lick his hemorrhoids, but it is precisely this that is really difficult for him.He knew exactly how much power Zhao Xing gave him, and it was no exaggeration to say that Song Beiyun had put the entire Great Song at the helm of Song Beiyun.As for Fo Baonu, what else is there to say?The prince of Liao is the future emperor, he is his own son!

"Damn it." Xiao Song wiped his face and slapped himself: "Yes!"

Chapter 637, November 11, Five Years, No Hope for War, Never Forget War

"I'm here temporarily for today."

After Song Beiyun distributed the documents to all the envoys, he went up and clasped fists with them one by one: "The future can be expected."

Many envoys have received many projects, which can help them gradually get rid of poverty in the next few decades, but at the same time... they also know that from this moment on, they will no longer be able to break free from the giant Song Dynasty up.

"By the way, with the envoys from the Western Regions, there will be a special person to discuss the matter of the ore in the future. You can stay in Chang'an for a few more days."

Although the envoys were quite afraid of Song Guo, they all admired Song Beiyun's political means and personal charm. This man was not even as old as some of their sons, but he was very good in terms of diplomacy and manners. It's top notch, almost impeccable.

After all the envoys left, the envoy from the prairie did not move for a long time. When Song Beiyun was about to leave, he stood up and came to Song Beiyun, saluted slowly, "Master Song, please stay."

"Oh." Song Beiyun responded, and asked after returning the gift, "What's the matter?"

"Can you take a step to speak?"

The messenger went around in circles, and then invited Song Beiyun to a quiet tea house not far away. He obviously inquired about Song Beiyun's hobbies, and even ordered Song Beiyun's favorite Fuliang Xianzhi.

"It's like this. The Great Khan hopes to invite Mr. Song to visit the grassland when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming." The emissary said solemnly: "There was a gap between the Golden Horde and the Song Kingdom, but after all, time has passed. Chang'an can have more cooperation to repair the good of generations."

Xiao Song smiled softly: "I have always admired the vastness of the prairie, but... but I am busy with work, and the road to Shangdu is three thousand miles away, I am afraid..."

"That's true, but the Great Khan still hopes that Lord Song can come in person." The messenger took out a letter from his pocket: "This is the letter that Great Khan asked me to deliver to Lord Song."

Song Beiyun took the letter and read it carefully. The letter was written in the tone of Grassland Khan. Apart from some polite words, the content was that Grassland Khan hoped that Song Beiyun would go to the grassland in person to discuss future cooperation, including food, labor, etc. The expansion of workshops, animal husbandry and other industries.

It can be seen that this Great Khan really hopes to let his people eat, drink and dress warmly. After all, the current grasslands are really too poor, and the tribes near the south are better off. The people in the northern grasslands are really alive. The people here are neither human nor ghost, wild and primitive, poor and backward.

Grassland Khan is of noble origin and knowledgeable. In his letter, he said that he admired the rule of man in the Song Dynasty and hoped to have further exchanges and communication.

"Convey my thanks to Da Khan, he really thinks highly of me Song." Xiao Song put the letter in his arms with a smile, and solemnly picked up the teacup: "This cup is my respect to Da Khan."

In fact, Xiao Song really wanted to go to Mobei, but firstly, the distance was too long, and secondly, it was really inseparable from here, and various businesses were launched one after another, so there was no way to do it all at once.

As for safety, he wasn't worried about that.Although the people on the prairie were fierce, their commitment to keeping their promises was absolutely top-notch, especially for people at the level of the Great Khan of the Khanate. As long as he did a little trickery, the people below would make trouble.

"Then just wait for the good news from Mr. Song." The messenger smiled and got up to offer tea to Song Beiyun: "I also thank Mr. Song for your help to the grassland. I also went to meet some laborers who came to Chang'an from the Khanate. people."

Xiao Song smiled and said, "It should be so."

The more than 2 laborers in the grassland have now passed the first stage of training, and have begun to work in some positions one after another. They have the same pay as the Han people, eat and live with them, and have not been abused or humiliated. This fact makes the messenger very happy. I was moved, because this can be said to be the first time ever.

And in the past, the people of the Central Plains always regarded the grassland people as barbarians and savages, and many grassland people were indeed indifferent, but now the grassland people are trying to change their image, and Chang'an is like a window to show their original appearance. This opportunity It is indeed very rare.

Saying goodbye to Song Beiyun, the prairie envoy was about to set off to reply to the sweat. When he passed by the cannons displayed on the roadside, he shook his head with a wry smile, sighed softly, and turned to leave.

At this point, the business meeting is completely over, and there are still some details that will be coordinated and negotiated by the Changan Economic and Trade Department.But the time of the fair was extended until the end of the year.Every day, there would be convoys going back and forth in Chang'an City Gate. These convoys would bring special products from various countries to this place and then export the treasures of the Song Dynasty. It was very lively.

And every newcomer to Chang'an, the first thing they saw was the giant artillery array, and they were all shocked.

In addition to these foreigners, Chang'an locals are also discussing this military parade. Since the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Chang'an has suffered too much and suffered too much grievance. Once upon a time, they were called bad people by Xixia people and regarded as inferior by foreigners. and others.But now everything has changed, they can hold their heads up high, and they can hold their heads high and say "what are you" in front of any outsider.

Many of them don't understand why the Great Song Dynasty chooses to live in peace with those foreign races even though they are so powerful now. Shouldn't they carry cannons to blow them up until they are bloody and bloody.

But they also knew that they couldn't talk about such things, so some idlers began to scold Song Beiyun, calling him a softie.Song Beiyun actually knew about these remarks.But he doesn't care at all, because these people are laymen, what laymen say is justifiable, and it's useless to care about them, but it lowers their own grade.

"I don't have much time." Xiao Song is lying on the teahouse and looking at the city of Chang'an below: "Life is less than a hundred, and I often worry about a thousand years. The past is like a hill, and the sage is like the earth, and the earth turns into the sea. I see Kong and Zhou often in my dreams. I can really feel it now."

The person standing next to him is Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu never talks nonsense, but just responds and then stops talking. Song Beiyun obviously said this to himself. Now he deeply feels that the ancient kings seek longevity What is the reason for the technique? Longevity and longevity may not be because of power and power, but because of career.

Every career is calculated in five or ten years. How many decades can a person have in his life? 20 years old is very young, but in the blink of an eye, it will be 50, and after [-], it will be [-]. However, even if he is [-] years old, it is only the fifth or sixth five-year plan.

And the goal of the fifth five-year plan is to complete the national illiteracy elimination rate of 60.00%.

He wondered a long, long time ago whether he could ever see a helicopter in his lifetime, and now it seems like nonsense.Even if he tried his best, it was just to get rid of the time for detours. Some things that cannot take shortcuts still need to be done step by step, such as education, such as cleaning up old rivers and mountains.

"master!"

At this time, Jin Ling'er's maid hurriedly ran over, she wiped the sweat from her brow: "I found you."

Song Beiyun turned back: "What's wrong?"

"You can go home quickly, the princess said that if you don't go back, the roof will be blown off."

Xiao Song didn't know what happened, and hurriedly followed her footsteps: "What happened?"

The maid sighed, and said with some displeasure: "It's not that Liao Emperor... woman, she came to the house crying and making noise, and she couldn't be coaxed. I don't know how you offended her, really. "

"Okay." Xiao Song patted her on the head: "Stop complaining."

"Isn't it okay to complain...Master~"

"Yes, yes, you complain, you complain." Song Beiyun walked home with his hands behind his back: "Let me go back and take a look."

Song Beiyun returned home, and when he entered the inner hall, he saw Fo Baonu sitting there crying, and Jin Ling'er next to him was also in a daze, not knowing how to persuade him.

After seeing Song Beiyun, Fo Baonu cried even more fiercely, turning around while crying and ignoring him.

Seeing her appearance, Jin Ling'er quickly got up and pulled Song Beiyun aside: "What did you do? She cried when she came home, and those who didn't know thought it was a great wrong."

Song Beiyun crossed his waist and let out a long sigh, and told Jin Ling'er about what happened yesterday. After listening, Jin Ling'er also sighed leisurely: "This kind of thing, it's hard for you to think about it."