In fact, some things are really hard to explain. He actually doesn't remember what Song Beiyun remembers in his notes. Anyway, they are all memories from the past. In order to prevent forgetting, they are all written on them. Many things seemed to be not much different from the Heavenly Book in that era, so he never cared about them.

But who would have thought that technology was in a big explosion...

No one expected this kind of thing, and even Song Beiyun himself never expected it. In more than ten years, the industry was first developed, but the theory came first, and he had already left the application far behind.

Once the theory at the onlooker level appears, Song Beiyun's notes will no longer be heavenly books, and the things on them will gradually show ferociousness.

Zhang Qing came over to force him to ask him, it was not surprising, because even Zhao Xing could vaguely feel something was wrong with Song Beiyun, let alone a genius player like Miss who was creating the world.

Many things are too easy to reveal. It is understandable to say that there is no micro theory to cultivate Penicillium, but is it a little bit like this to propose cells, molecules and atoms without micro theory support?

The more you traced up, the more doubts there were on Song Beiyun. As for what he said, "When ghosts and gods said, it was all stinky shit. The further you went on the road of science, the more firm materialism became. Unless the gods and immortals in the sky said mathematical formulas, the existence of God would not be valid at all.

Of course, many people now have become divine after years of unsuccessful research. It is not because they believe in God, but because they really have no choice but to seek help from some illusory things. Before they start to believe in that thing, they have gone through hard and extremely successful arguments, and then the arguments are fruitless, and then the arguments are fruitless. At this point, people will be crazy if they don’t find something to think about it.

Moreover, as an apprentice, there is no problem in exploring the teacher's secrets.

In the end, Song Beiyun gradually collapsed in the question of being a continuous cannon. He simply leaned on the chair and held his cheek and looked at the girl Qing with serious face: "Is the answer important to you?"

"Actually, it's not that important. The main reason is that I want to know how many things you have hidden secretly, Master."

"No more, really nothing." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "I have taught you everything I can know, think, and understand. I actually have no way to teach you now, so you can understand me, right?"

Zhang Qing pursed his lips and nodded: "I probably thought of it too. We were discussing how much of the Enlightenment Age is because of you, Master. Later we came up with an answer, that is, you are the Enlightenment Age itself."

Song Beiyun took a sip of tea: "There is no funding, your funds this year have exceeded 50%.

"Oh...Master!" Zhang Qing found that Song Beiyun saw through the purpose: "We almost achieved results."

"Let me do this, how much was the funding of the Academy of Sciences last year? Tell me."

"Two thousand...two four million coins."

"The tax revenue is only about 300 million yuan per year, and you account for almost 10%. Do you still need money?" Song Beiyun knocked on the table: "In this way, it's okay to ask for money. Are we going to start comprehensive foreign trade now? You can get out the gold standard currency system for me, otherwise there will be no more money next year."

"Oh..." Zhang Qing was depressed and murmured: "It's so stingy..."

"What did you say?"

"No, I said, Master, you are really a wise Holy Lord."

"Stop talking nonsense to me." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Go and do your work quickly."

Zhang Qing blinked at him and looked at him: "Master, to be honest, have you come here from another world or in the future?"

"What will happen, what will happen if it isn't?"

"If so, I will build a set of guesses about time and space." Zhang Qing's eyes were bright and bright: "I won't tell others, you know you're in your thirties. I can feel that I'm starting to lose my heart. I don't have much time to produce results. I can't waste time on the problem of no results. If I build the time and space system, maybe someone will be able to solve this puzzle in a few hundred years?"

"You build it."

Zhang Qing paused, looked up at Song Beiyun, and then a look of astonishment slowly appeared on his face, and then the astonishment turned into ecstasy.

Seeing her appearance, Song Beiyun suddenly seemed relieved: "By the way, you can discuss this issue in depth with Miaoyan. Although she is lazy, she is much better than me."

"I knew!!!" Zhang Qing suddenly screamed and shouted with an exaggerated expression: "I know!!!"

"Oh! Calm down!" Song Beiyun frowned: "I was shocked."

"I just talked about why she was so amazing, and could complete construction from scratch in so many fields!" Zhang Qing walked back and forth with her waist: "I just talked about why many of the newly built questions were directly answered, and I just talked about why many of her formulas were so beautiful! I just talked about!!!"

Zhang Qing was almost crazy, but Song Beiyun just sighed faintly: "Okay, no matter how excited you are, you can go to work quickly."

"Master, aren't you afraid that I'll reveal your true feelings?"

"Let me." Song Beiyun didn't care at all: "People can't imagine things they have never seen before, and they don't even have the assumptions of time and space theory. Where do you go to reveal my old background?"

"Wait!" Zhang Qing suddenly ignited his fighting spirit, and then lay on Song Beiyun's table like he did when he was a child: "Master, I have many questions, please tell me a little."

"You ask."

"Did you come from other time or from other space?"

Song Beiyun pursed his lips and touched his chin: "Theoretically, it should be other spaces. And if there were no accidents, the timeline would not change. The history I experienced must be the history after changing. There was no person like Song Beiyun or Zhang Qing in my world, so... it should be a misplaced time and space."

"I, in your world, might have gotten married early and gave birth to a monkey-like child. I sat with a group of well-dressed women in pavilions and chatted about embroidery, and finally died of depression." Zhang Qing began to arrange his fate: "Science will not explode, there is no scientific discipline without industrialization."

"Yes, but not now. Probably...it will start to enlightenment in six hundred years."

"Hahaha, I'll know." Zhang Qing clapped his hands and said, "Okay, Master. I will keep it a secret for you."

"You can talk about it everywhere, but people will only think that you are crazy about math." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Okay, do whatever you should do, I still have a job."

"good!"

Zhang Qinghuai went out to find Miaoyan with uncontrollable excitement. However, Song Beiyun smiled as she looked at her back.

If you reveal the stuff, just reveal the stuff. It’s just a little earlier. Because the essence of science is to explore the mystery of the world and all the unreasonableness. This is an endless road, so it is not surprising that Song Beiyun appeared on the road, because there are too many unreasonable things on him.

However, seeing Zhang Qing's appearance, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment, especially when she said the words "You are the Enlightenment Age", Song Beiyun was as happy as if he drank a large glass of ice water during the dog days of the afternoon.

He once doubted how some people who started the era achieved great achievements in their teens and twenties that laid the foundation for the future development for thousands of years. The greatness of these people actually did not come from their achievements themselves. What is even greater than great is that they opened up an era with their own strength. This era can last for up to three hundred years or three hundred years, which is enough for humans to advance from apple trees to space stations.

In the long years after the Enlightenment era, the entire civilization will be in a state of bigwigs wholesale. Just like now, more than ten years of development can allow future generations to enjoy dividends for hundreds of years.

As he thought about it, Song Beiyun was also a little disappointed for no reason, because... his era is about to end after all, and time is unforgiving. Even Zhang Qing could clearly feel that he was about to come to an end, so why is Song Beiyun the same?

In politics, he may indeed be a young and middle-aged man, but on the road of science, forty years old is a hurdle. Looking at the past and present and even in the future, most of the scientific achievements are burst out before the age of forty, and then they are constantly improved throughout their lives.

Age is like the shackles this world has put on humanity. I only heard that I have achieved great success in business and politics when I was old, and I could even have children at the age of ninety. However, few people even observed the celestial phenomena at night and suddenly understood the scientific laws that changed the world after I was forty.

There is really nothing I can do about some things. Song Beiyun's advantage as a time traveler has disappeared. Fortunately, he has been studying for many years, otherwise he would have been eliminated by younger people.

But overall, even if he does not have the future view of these time travelers, he is still very awesome. After all, his upper limit is there, which is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

Just as Song Beiyun entered a meditation state, someone suddenly came from outside to inform him.

"Mr. Song, the investigation results have come out."

Song Beiyun suddenly stood up and said, "What do you say?"

"The situation is almost the same as what Huang Amao said, and the topographic map he drew was also correct. Now the opponent has pushed the defense line to the position you mentioned, slightly separated from the Northwest General Manager."

Hearing this, Song Beiyun immediately came to the map and roughly determined the location of the northwest. The two sides were really only more than 2,000 kilometers apart. This seemed very far, but in fact it was already a very dangerous distance.

After Song Beiyun looked at the map carefully and then calculated the corresponding arc of the earth, he believed that the best result would be to pile the North Navy to the Black Sea. The other two parts would advance steadily and wait until they approached the strait and suddenly launched an attack and gave them a fatal blow.

However, because the front line is very long and the supply line needs to be built along the way, the progress will be very slow, but the strategy task should be completed within two years.

Not long afterwards, the photos taken by the reconnaissance troops in front were also washed out and placed on Song Beiyun's table. The distance the reconnaissance personnel took was almost stuck on the face of Constantinople. You can see the eye-catching flag on the city wall and the appearance of local soldiers when patrolling.

Because the journey is long, the soldiers in the photo are still wearing heavy winter clothes, but it can be clearly seen that they are carrying rifles on their backs. However, according to the style and shape, there is probably a generation and a half different from here, but it is certainly a metal fixed-loading bullet.

If you have a gun, you must have a cannon, because the technical difficulty of the cannon is less than that of a gun. Because the barrel of a fixed-loading ammunition cannot be casting technology, and only drilling technology can be used to ensure that it will not explode. The technology requirements for this cannon are much lower.

According to the situation in the photos, these hair hanging techniques are probably equivalent to the craftsmanship level of the Liao Kingdom in the mid-term, and cannot keep up with the Song Dynasty, but they also have considerable lethality. If the war begins, it will be the opponent's home field.

Song Beiyun pressed his hands on the wall and stared at the map, then turned his head and said, "Go, call Zuo Rou."

General Zuo is now an amazing existence. Although she is a woman, she is already a lecturer at the Military Academy. Half of the young generals in the Song Dynasty are tortured by her.

Moreover, as the leader of the Blue Army, she has fought the most elite troops in the Song Dynasty for so many years, and her control over tactics can be said to be perfect.

Zuo Rou came to Song Beiyun and looked him up and down: "What are you doing?"

"Come on." Song Beiyun clicked the location of Constantinople: "Look at the photos on the table and analyze the opponent's combat power. How can we quickly, accurately and steadily remove this city that strangled the strait when fighting from a long distance."

Zuo Rou pursed her lips: "Crossing the sea is a taboo. Are you a ship? Boat!!! Bang the bastard. After that, the only thing left is to block the coast, land on multiple points, and double-team. From the north and the east, they will leave room for space and breathing in other directions. They will use artillery battles to toss them back and forth a few times, and then cooperate with the advantages of coastal defense. They will naturally retreat westward. Such cities cannot withstand artillery fire at all. As long as we are not in a hurry to enter the city, they will have no tricks."

Song Beiyun raised his eyes and looked at Zuo Rou: "If you are allowed to lead the army, will it be okay?"

"Okay, isn't this the same as playing? As long as you get the firepower advantage from here and here, you will have to call me in the middle of the night." Zuo Rou used a pen with a surprised face and circled a few red circles on the map: "How long has it been since I fought such a prosperous battle?"

"Don't underestimate the enemy, the opponent is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Zuo Rou picked up the photo and looked carefully for a while, then slapped the photo on the table: "I signed a military order, I lost and you killed me."

"I beg you not to make trouble."

Zuo Rou shook her head and said, "This is not a fuss. I really look down on them, but don't worry about tactics. I have been thinking about how to reduce casualties over the years. Give me five days to give you a perfect tactical method."

"Three days."

"Why do you have to bargain for everything? Five days." Zuo Rou refused to let go: "I have to allocate firepower, soldiers, food and tactics. Are you planning to let your soldiers feed the dogs in three days?"

"Okay, five days will be five days. I'll give me a plan in five days."
Chapter completed!