Song Beiyun

"Is this also part of the military reform?"

"En." Qiao Yun still looked serious: "Separate part of the army, and there will be five-color armaments of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in the future."

"Oh?" Ding Guogong immediately became interested: "Tell me, it sounds quite interesting."

"Chang'an's military reform advocates dedicated personnel, full-time dedicated personnel, and five-color armaments are responsible for different responsibilities. As for the specific responsibilities, I am not very clear...I am only responsible for part of the responsibilities of the Turkish army, which is also called the internal guard."

"Inside guard?"

"Well, they are responsible for things like suppressing riots, suppressing bandits, and fighting with villagers." Qiao Yun thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That's all."

"What about gold?"

"The specifics have not yet been formed, and now only the inner guards have formed."

After chatting with Qiaoyun for a while, Duke Ding found out that the little bastard was quite good at playing. He really played the game of military reform. Chang'an's more than 20 troops were reduced to more than 7 by him, and the rest were changed. Named or entered a workshop.

According to Qiaoyun, these 7 people are the elite of the elite. They are also required to read and write in addition to training. Although they cannot be compared with the Beihai New Army, there is no such elite army.

To put it bluntly, after the military reform... the combat effectiveness of the team has indeed improved. The military expenses of more than 20 people were shared equally with 7 people. The funds for the Turkish army are all allocated directly from the finances, and have nothing to do with military expenditures.

In other words, apart from fighting against natural disasters, the army doesn't need to think about other things. How could such an army not be strong?

And after the number is reduced, the number of people under officers at all levels will also decrease, allowing for better scheduling and better training.

"I just don't know what the combat power will be after the military reform."

Duke Ding mumbled a few words in a low voice, but he didn't ask about it. After all, it was the mules or the horses that came out for a walk. When the second battle of Xixia was over, he would know the power of the military reform. .

At the same time, Zuo Rou had already rushed into the palace. It was very easy for her to get in and out of the palace. Even the guards outside had to obediently open the door to let her in when they saw the old man coming. When it comes to her, she will be submissive.

But Zhao Xing didn't want to see this aunt so much...

"Why do you dismiss him from office? He opened up territory for you there, and you are dismissed from office here?" Zuo Rou was so angry in Zhao Xing's garden: "You are still a person."

"You..." Zhao Xing looked around: "Stop scolding, stop scolding."

"You are just scolding! Let me tell you, you really try to dismiss him as an official. You are fine today, and tomorrow he will be taken away by the Liao Kingdom!"

"You still need to remind me?" Zhao Xing sighed and said, "My good sister, sit down and drink some water?"

Although she calls her elder sister, Zhao Xing always treats Zuo Rou as her younger sister, after all she is stupid...

"Don't drink, I'm so mad!"

"Not angry, not angry." Zhao Xing waved his hand and said, "Don't be angry with me, you know what this is called, right?"

"Say it, don't play tricks on me."

There is no one in the world who is not afraid of Zhao Xing now, but only Zuo Rou, she has never been cowardly, Zhao Xing also admits to being cowardly when she sees her, after all, this girl is stupid and unreasonable, I really don't know what Song Gou is doing Hold back.

"Have you ever learned to draw? Oh, you haven't."

"I didn't, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xing leaned on the pillar in the small pavilion: "This painting, there is an artistic conception called first promotion and then suppression, and you want to promote first and then suppress. You Song Dog third-rank official, he really won Xixia, how do you count your military achievements? "

"Add it!"

"You're stupid, you can't be sealed at that time. It is said in the policy of the Warring States that the middle of the sun will move, and the full moon will lose money. Lu Ban's unique skills are also called lacking. Things in the world can only be perfect but not perfect. How old is he, and how many years has he been an official? A third-rank official, a great official in the frontier. Going up, how about letting him be the emperor?"

"Bah, bah, who likes to be an emperor." Zuo Rou folded his arms and snorted, "Then you're too low."

"It's not low, it's not low. Besides, you are called the Northwest King for nothing? Even if I let him go back to the countryside to farm, the weekly meetings of Chang'an have to be held in his farmhouse. In Chang'an Who dares to ride on his forehead?"

"Is that so?"

"Then can there be a fake? If you don't demote him, if he wins Xixia this time, what do you tell me to do? No matter whether he is promoted or promoted to a noble, he must return to Beijing." Zhao Xing sighed. : "Lord Fu had no choice but to remove his military power. What would you do if you asked Song Dog? Do you really think the world is easy to manage? Do you want to come and try to be the emperor for a few days? Anyway, I am very tired, whoever wants to come whoever wants to come .”

"Well……"

Zuo Rou thought for a while: "I'm hungry, prepare me something to eat."

"You really..." Zhao Xing couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm an emperor after all, can you be more polite?"

"Be polite, why be polite, I dare to kick the Liao emperor's ass. It's already very polite not to kick your ass." Zuo Rou said with a fearless face: "Besides, I don't want you to be the emperor, so why be polite."

"All right, all right, I'll listen to you." Zhao Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'll get someone to prepare some food for you big baby, don't you kick my ass."

Zhao Xing was also helpless when he met this fellow. He thought Song Dog was abused in this way, but he was not angry. After all, this aunt was used to being a big sister since she was a child. She bullies, and Zhao Xing is no exception.

"You have to sit here with someone else, and see if you dare to yell."

"You think I'm stupid? I wouldn't bother you if I were someone else." Zuo Rou said with her hands on her hips, "I want to eat gold cake."

"Okay, Golden Cake. Would you like some honey?"

"need."

Chapter 650: Snow on December 12, Five Years

"Which part of you do you think accounts for a greater proportion?"

It was snowing in Chang'an today, although it had fallen sporadically for a few days before, but today's snow was so heavy that the flag of Yamen Street could not be seen from the bell tower.This means that winter in Chang'an has officially come. After a series of preparations, most of the agricultural activities in Chang'an have stopped today, quietly waiting for the spring of the coming year.

This time period should have been the most leisurely day of the year, but because the confrontation between Xixia was still going on and the logistical support could not be stopped, Song Beiyun was still busy with his work.

News came from the front today that the Xixia Kingdom had sent envoys to negotiate with the Yan'an Mansion garrison, but it seemed that the negotiations were fruitless, and the Xixia Kingdom's envoys were also detained by them.

It can be seen from this incident that the Xixia army stationed in Yan'an Mansion is determined to break with Xixia completely, and now all the officers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty are waiting for Song Beiyun to say whether to fight or not. The battle to break the city will begin.

But Song Beiyun did not issue an attack order, but let the [-] troops surround the city with scattered troops, waiting for follow-up orders.

The military orders on the battlefield are like a mountain. Although many officers think that now is the best time to attack, as long as the military order is not issued, they can only sit in the big camp, eat wine, meat and rice transported from Chang'an, watch the heavy snow all over the sky, and guard the battlefield. Outside that lonely city.

But today, Song Beiyun had just sent the Xixia envoy away, so Miaoyan came to play with him. The two of them were watching the heavy snow falling outside from the small building, chatting with each other.

"Where do you mean? Suddenly such an endless sentence." Song Beiyun turned his head, his eyes full of doubts: "Don't you know how old I am?"

"Go away." Miao Yan cursed angrily and amusingly: "I'm asking you, is the thinking of our era more important in your thinking, or the thinking of this era is more important in your thinking?"

This is a very good question. Song Beiyun didn't even think about it too much, but now that he was asked, he just had a chance to think about it.

So he thought for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "If you really want to talk about it, you are actually not even close."

"Not a brother?" Miao Yan was curious: "Why not a brother?"

"You have to know that most of my studies were completed in this era. But this era has limitations, so I will use future thinking to complete it, and finally come up with a history that has never been seen before. From the moment Chang'an became a special zone, the knowledge about the future is actually not very useful, what can be used is the experience and lessons in the history books." Song Beiyun stretched out his hand outside and let the snowflakes fall on him The palm of his hand: "You have to know one thing. If we had done things completely according to the ideas of our time, I should have been fired long ago. The golden mean is still my core idea, but in addition to the ideological essence of the golden mean, there are also A lot was added and a lot was taken out.”

"I think you have changed a lot from when we first met five years ago."

"That's changed." Song Beiyun sighed softly: "Look back at yourself, five years ago was enough to make a person completely unrecognizable. It is impossible for a person to always maintain the appearance of eighteen or nineteen years old. People will keep changing until they don’t know themselves. Most people become what they hate, and some people become what they want.”

"how about you?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Song thought for a while, "It should have become what you hoped for."

That's right, if Song Beiyun's own wishes were followed, he would definitely nest in one place for the rest of his life. At that time, he had no idea of ​​changing the world, and only thought about the one-acre three-point land in front of him.It is even said that he has no will to save the country and the nation, because he does not have enough sense of belonging.

But time changes people. Gradually, he took root in this era and had a home, and his thinking did change. It cannot be said that he was unwilling, but his behavior pattern changed.

Goudan is six years old, and it has been six years since saving this little thing from the inn in Jinling City that year changed the trajectory of his life.

In the past six years, if he couldn't integrate well into this era, wouldn't it be a disguised way to say that his life was spent on dogs?

In fact, not only Song Beiyun, everyone is changing, but this change is subtle.Zhao Xing became more confident, he looked like an emperor in every gesture, Brother Yusheng became bold and completely got rid of the poor aura on his body, Yan Shu became rounder, and he no longer despised the world.

Even Zuo Rou started to reason.

These changes are interlocking and affect each other. In the past, Song Beiyun acted impulsively, perversely, and violently. He made mistakes and had great luck. But if he is allowed to do it again now, maybe he will have a better choice, at least I won't bet on it.

Humans, how can there be a perfect person, accepting one's own imperfection and dealing with it calmly, this is growth.

The current Song Beiyun is naturally what countless people think he should be, young and promising, with great ambitions, holding in his hands what others dream of.

He can't say he's unhappy, but in fact, compared to his current life, he still misses the days in Xiaolianzhuang, the days when he opened his eyes and waited for food.

But people, how many people don't miss the time when they were young.

"Thank you for your hard work." Miao Yan sighed: "I know it's hard for someone with your personality to struggle in this era."

"It's not too bad." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "I have a trick, which is not to offend smart people or contact idiots. Of course, life can go on smoothly. If you really feel sorry, why not..."

"Don't talk about it." Miao Yan stopped his words dumbfoundingly: "I'll know what you want to fart if you lift your butt, no!"

"Forget it..." Song Beiyun sighed, "While you're young, right..."

"I have a body like water tofu, but I can't bear you, uncle." Miao Yan lay lazily on the recliner, covered with a mink mattress from Liao Kingdom: "I will die."

"That's right, forget it." Song Beiyun stretched his waist: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No, but why don't you let the front line attack?"

"It's not yet the time." Song Beiyun shook his head: "Attacking now will lead to large-scale conflicts, and it will take time to make up for the loss of population. I want to use another method to pry open the city gate."

"Are you thinking a little naively? You don't want to poison, do you?"

Song Beiyun turned his head and squinted at Miaoyan: "Who do you look down on? That's what I would do?"

"Then what are your plans?"

Song Beiyun was silent for a while and said: "The current situation is that Xixia wants to kill those people, and Da Song also wants to kill those people. They have no choice but to stick to the situation."

"Well, what are your plans then?"

"Let them live." Song Beiyun raised his brows, "What I want is the whole of Xixia, not a small city. Even if I occupy their city, there is still a large area of ​​Xixia, and people will take strict precautions at that time." If you stick to it, I won't be able to take advantage of it."

Miao Yan's eyes suddenly widened: "You want to let them go?"

"Yes, let them go. Let them go back to Xixia." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Then I can even secretly support them with weapons and supplies. As long as Xixia completely collapses, the rest will be just a few times to suppress the bandits and recruit them."

"You..." Miao Yan laughed: "This is what you learned in college?"

"I learned hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium and boron in my university." Song Beiyun spread his hands: "I learned this from Sun Wu, from the old man, from King Fu, and from history books. How can I say that I don't know each other? Before I didn't learn time travel, I learned it." Trash will still be trash after time travel.”

"That's true, there is nothing new under the sun." Miao Yan sat up: "Then you are not going to the front line?"

"It's definitely going." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Let's go up to attack the road, and then go down to attack the city."

Miao Yan thought for a while, then nodded: "It seems that I will not be able to catch up with you."

"It's not a problem for you to be chased away all the time. The elders are shameless."

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the bells of half past unitary hour came from the city, and the heavy snow in the city was sprinkled among the lights like a galaxy.Song Beiyun boarded the carriage with the demon concubine of Liao Kingdom.Concubine Yao was afraid of the cold, so she huddled in Song Beiyun's arms, while he was looking at the market outside the window.

"I really don't like fighting."

"Who likes this kind of thing." Song Beiyun sighed: "But you have to know that the current Chang'an and peace are brought back. The truth only exists within the range of the cannon. Without the truth, no one bothers to negotiate with you."

"Be careful all the way, what happened to you, I don't even have the idea of ​​living." Miao Yan said in a low voice: "Next year I will weigh a hundred catties, let's have a baby."

"Ah."

Before dawn on the second day, Song Beiyun braved the wind and snow to go to the front line. The journey was not too far, but the weather was not good, so it was estimated that it would take about seven days.

When he set off, he only took a dozen guards with him, and walked forward lightly.

The long road is long, Song Beiyun sat in the carriage and suddenly thought of Su Dongpo's turmoil, but after thinking about it for a while, he still resisted the urge to write this poem. It's like saying, maybe someone will have to take advantage of it to sue, saying that Song Beiyun is dissatisfied with the status quo.

No matter how dissatisfied Song Beiyun was, he could only be the emperor.

"Miss, look quickly! Master Song!"

Zi Shibu, who was making a snowman at the gate of the small courtyard, was pulled by the maid and pointed to a carriage that had just passed by the side of the road.

Hearing this exclamation, Song Beiyun poked his head out of the window and happened to see Zi Shibu holding a shovel in his hand on the pile of snowmen. He smiled but did not stop.

But Zi Shibu frowned when he saw his posture: "What is this? Even if you see an acquaintance, you should say hello. How can there be such rude people in the world?"

"Miss, will you catch up?"

"Don't go!" Zi Shibu turned his head and said, "What are you doing so nervous, people don't take you seriously."

"No, Lord Song just smiled at me!"

Chapter 651, December 12th, Five Years, Sunny Chang'an Road Not Far

Fifteen miles outside the city of Yan'an Prefecture, the Song Army's camp was placed here. These days, the snow has cleared and the temperature has dropped sharply. Except for the officers and soldiers on duty, most of the time these soldiers are wrapped in cotton. The overcoat hid in the military tent and ate and drank by the fire.

There are veterans here, and they are telling the recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time how hard they were.

"When I went to the grassland, it was just the beginning of autumn. At night, a gust of wind came and people were so cold that they couldn't open their mouths. It's not like you now, you can still eat cakes here in this cold winter. If you were a soldier at that time, you might be the enemy. If you can’t see anyone, you’re gone.”

The recruit next to him laughed and didn't take it seriously: "Old man, this is what you said is wrong. If you are so capable, why are you still in the same big tent with us?"