Because he was going to the capital to attend the New Year's work report conference, Song Beiyun came to this place early.

That day he and Yan Shu went to have a meal, but it was the same old shop, the shop that once secretly sold beef.

Now beef is no longer sold secretly, and it is not even a precious item. Because of the widespread promotion and cultivation of sweet potatoes and corn, large animals are no longer as in short supply as they were back then.

But the two people who were sitting there eating could not think of killing a whole basin by one person back then.

The owner of this shop also passed by two years ago. Now the one who takes over him is his son. His craftsmanship follows his father, without any breakthroughs but no regression.

After many years of eating the familiar taste, it actually makes people feel very moved. After a mouthful of soup, the memory seems to be pulled back to a winter day in the past. At that time, everyone was still young and now they have forgotten what they were thinking about, but when they are savored, they feel a sense of intimacy.

The sun is still as usual, and the persimmon trees in the courtyard are still bare in winter. During the chat, they talk about the people from the past, the Daxiangguo Temple, and the Empress Dowager, but that was already twenty years ago.

Yan Shu has not published a new poem for a long time, and Song Beiyun has not had more inventions and creations to shock the surroundings. Everyone seems to have become dull and is driven away by time.

On the way, I saw those beautiful ladies of eighteen or nineteen years old, and they would also smile, but they no longer had the intention to talk.

Time seems to have changed something and nothing seems to have changed, but the people I took away can never come back.

Sitting in the yard, both of them looked at the remaining beef in front of them and sighed silently. You must know that in the past, this portion was not enough for them to get between their teeth, but now they can only sigh at the meat.

"I went to see the Queen Mother a few days ago."

Song Beiyun poured himself a glass of osmanthus wine. Recently, his stomach was cold and his cervical spine was a little uncomfortable, so he didn't ask for the hot wine to serve. This light and sweet womb wine has become a must-have for drinking now.

"The Queen Mother...How is she?"

"It's almost sixty, old." Song Beiyun chuckled: "The silver hair on his head is full of kindness when he smiles. Now in that alley, it's fulfilling to help the neighbors take care of their children and teach literature and literacy."

"You'll go see her again. The last time I saw her was fifteen years ago."

Song Beiyun looked up and down at Yan Shu, but also laughed: "You are old too."

"Who do you think of? It's strange if you don't grow old." Yan Shu pointed to Song Beiyun and said, "If you don't look in the mirror, your temples will be white."

It is not logical to say that it is not enough. It is just that I am forty years old, but I am too tired over the years. I have never stopped doing big and small things every day. I have worked hard, but I have been happy for a few days.

"By the way, do you still remember the one who beats drums and scolds Song in Hangzhou City?"

Song Beiyun was stunned when asked this: "I vaguely remember, what's wrong?"

"He will be promoted to the Minister of Justice after the Chinese New Year. However, there is nothing more than the Minister of Justice than the Minister of Justice. After the Chinese New Year, the Ministry of Justice will be demolished."

"Haha, it's interesting. He scolded me back then."

"After all, everyone is punished by treacherous officials." Yan Shu also said with a joke: "But it's interesting to say. He is now a famous Song-sect official in the court and a loyal fan of your Song Beiyun. If anyone wants to say a word about you, he will be anxious."

Song Beiyun curled his lips, but he didn't care much, so he just skipped the topic by just talking casually.

Later, Yan Shu also talked to him about other topics, such as someone secretly slaughtering people in Jiangxi, and many scammers appeared in Guangdong and Guangxi.

Sometimes, the only thing that can fight bad habits is education. Those who have not received education or resist education will always come up with some tricks of one kind or another.

Song Beiyun was helpless, but he couldn't take care of all aspects. Although he had made great progress in all aspects over the past twenty years, he was still very far from his ideal world.

However, it is not something that makes him very happy. For example, the overall illiteracy rate has dropped sharply from 90% to 60% after the development of the past twenty years. If there is no accident, you can start free education this year.

Systematic free education, that is, compulsory education and hope project, are two points that Song Beiyun attaches great importance to. Education cannot be delayed for a moment.

Because the war is too far away, he is actually too lazy to intervene too much, but education is really a big knot in his heart.

There is also population and population issues that have been discussed a lot in recent years. Because there has been no war in 20 years, coupled with sufficient food, the progress of urbanization has also accelerated, and the population is showing a rapid increase. The increase rate far exceeds Song Beiyun's previous expectations, and the net population increase last year even exceeded three million.

Although the population pressure gradually increases, some big cities have experienced very serious survival problems, that is, problems that any region will encounter when it develops to a certain extent.

For example, employment difficulties, there may even be more than a dozen people competing for the same position. In addition, the general increase in the labor rate of women participating in the labor market has become increasingly fierce. Needless to say, the capital and world-class metropolis like Chang'an, even wealthy places like Hangzhou, Guangzhou and Suzhou are facing such problems.

Because of the crazy influx of people, the city is about to enter a saturation state, especially young people who are working in the city, are under great pressure. Even places like Jinling have shown that young people are afraid to get married and have children.

This issue is also the next issue to be discussed. The best way now is to expand more new cities to accommodate surplus labor.

Although I had prepared for it before, no one expected that this wave of tide entering the city would be so surging, even a little too fast to cover up.

The next expansion will probably focus on the Yangtze River Delta region with Jinling as the core, then the Pearl River Delta region with Guangzhou as the core, the northwest region with Chang'an as the core, and the northeast region with Beijing as the core.

If there are no big problems in these four regions, four national-level urban clusters will gradually form in the next twenty years.

In other words, in the future, every region here will have a complete and complete agricultural, industrial, cultural and trade system, and their size will be equivalent to a medium-sized country.

After the report meeting, Song Beiyun had a twenty-day holiday, which was the only day to take a vacation every year.

Yan Shu had to go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, while Song Beiyun returned to Luzhou and went to see Xiaolianzhuang.

He just went back to check it out and did not indicate his identity. However, what he saw surprised him. Xiaolianzhuang is now completely unrecognizable, just because it is Song Beiyun's former residence. If this place is not explained clearly, even the locals will no longer recognize him.

The originally small Zhuangzi is now magnificent. The plaque presented by the local yamen is enough to enter and exit seven times. At the entrance of the Zhuangzi is a statue of Song Beiyun, dressed like a man and a man, making a point of guidance.

this……

At that moment, Song Beiyun knew exactly what Zhu Yuanzhang felt after becoming emperor and faced his fellow villagers who came to join him in his hometown.

There are really no words to describe these people.

What's even more exaggerated is that they also erected a monument, and the above highlighted the information about the two pillars of the country in Xiaolian Village, and they wanted to highlight the ones with gold plates.

Aunt Hong’s old house has now been decorated like a small palace, and she is not allowed to enter, so she is just placed. The house where Song Beiyun used to live has long been stripped down, and she actually built a huge three-in-one suite on the spot.

When asked, the locals lived here with Song Beiyun, for fear that people would know that Lord Song lived in a dilapidated house.

And those little bastards who grew up with Song Beiyun are now considered to be one person and have become the best. They are now in their thirties and have obviously become firm believers in defending Song Beiyun's reputation.

Seeing this, Song Beiyun himself did not go inside because it was all fake. He hadn't returned here for more than ten years and no longer had any nostalgia.

However, when he was in Hefei City, he found some memories of that year. He stood in front of the palace that had been changed to school for a while. The layout here did not change much, but the people entering and leaving the room had become students carrying schoolbags.

The restaurant where he and Jin Ling'er first met was still open. The boss didn't know if it was the one, but the new store once became a local time-honored brand.

The most conspicuous thing in this store is the poem Song Beiyun wrote here once. There is only the upper part but not the lower part. Countless people are trying to continue this, but they all failed.

This place has become a local internet celebrity check-in point. Countless people came here specifically to smell the smell of Song Beiyun twenty years ago, and then contributed their own strength to the local tourism industry.

What really made him feel thrilled was actually the inconspicuous little river bay. Originally, people and animals were prosperous because of the brothels of pleasure boats, but now there are no more brothels, leaving only the willows on the shore and the noisy life around them.

The original prosperity faded away, leaving only the firewood, rice, oil and salt, and there were not many tourists. But this place had a special significance to Song Beiyun, because he lived here when he was in that world, and the small river in front of him was his hometown that he could not return to. The popsicles of that year, the cartoons on the TV and the sound of his mother calling him to eat were the memories that were pressed on the deepest part of his heart.

Even if he does nothing and says nothing, just standing here is enough to fully awaken his past memories.

It turns out that some memories will never be forgotten for many years. Now he is already pursuing the age of knowing destiny, but looking back at the past, he becomes even more melancholy.

At this moment, he probably understood why a river in the wide waves of a big river can make people with different habits of eating feel the same feeling, because everyone's childhood memory seems to have a river in their hometown, which may not be big or even small, but they all represent the deepest memories of their hometown in their hearts.

"Mr. Song, it's getting late. It's time to go back."

"No hurry." Song Beiyun stood by the river and suddenly turned around and asked his follower: "How about setting up a textile factory here? Then put the living area in front."

The follower was stunned for a moment. It was actually difficult for him to understand, because at the level of Song Beiyun, he would only say that the city should focus on developing rather than building something in a certain place.

This is as ridiculous as a commander of the three armies directly issued an order to a company commander to make them advance thirty meters.

But he said it, and as long as he said it, a textile factory would appear in this place, and the living area must be where he pointed, no difference.

"That's what it's decided, you can make arrangements."

"yes……"

This is really Song Beiyun's own selfish desires, and it is also the first time in so many years that he has used national resources to satisfy his own selfish desires. But... just like that, some things are not worthy of being told to outsiders, even if he makes an exception to comfort the white hair on his temples.

He had actually considered going to Lianyungang to take a look. He heard that the Fifth Combined Fleet had been completed almost halfway. This time the flagship was finally replaced with a full iron armored ship, with a power of three-piece horizontal three-cylinder reciprocating steam engine, a 12-seater round coal-fired boiler, a power of 13,000 horsepower, and a normal drainage of about 10,000 tons. The main gun is 4 320mm breech guns.

But it seems that the overall situation is up, but... to be honest, this thing is just the technical level of Europe in 1800 in a normal period, and it has not advanced anywhere. When can it be replaced with internal combustion, electric drive or even nuclear power, that is the real legend.

Of course, in this era, it is also considered Zen Star Technology, Miaoyan, Zhang Qing YYDS.

But thinking about it, it was quite far to go to Lianyungang. Now the upward railway has not been fully opened, so he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​going to Lianyungang, and then he went back to Chang'an from Luzhou.

On the third day after returning to Chang'an, the old man at home became ill. He was 99 years old and may not be able to survive for 100 years old.

Song Beiyun was by his side every day, but in fact there was no better way, because he was really old, as old as a piece of withered bark.

He did not pass on his precious immortality to Song Beiyun, nor did he pass on the twelve-patterned dragon to Zhao Xing. Because Zhao Xing's nature cannot be the inheritor, and Song Beiyun's nature will never try to live forever.

The two inherited two things from him. Song Beiyun's last task was to find inheritance, while Zhao Xing's last task was to be a watchman.

In fact, Zhao Xing didn't care whether he was watching or not, but the person who was originally a good person suddenly seemed to be exhausted and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!