When he was young, Song Beiyun didn't understand the song "Farewell" very much. He only felt that the grass beside the ancient road outside the long pavilion was very beautiful against the setting sun.

As he grew older, he gradually understood the meaning of this song. People, after they passed the age of being happy, the rest were the farewells.

Just before he was about to leave for Europe, he suddenly heard bad news. Ding Xiang accidentally fell in the yard and passed away.

He left suddenly without even saying goodbye. Song Beiyun took the time to go to the mourning hall. Looking at Lao Ding in the coffin, the picture that appeared in his mind was the serious master of the Legalist in his forties.

At that time, Lao Ding had dark hair and a serious face. His occasional smiles made people feel that he was not smiling.

Song Beiyun put three incense sticks on him, responded to the filial son and virtuous grandson, and turned around and walked out of the door.

After all, I am at the age of facing death, but... as long as I don't take my last breath, I have to move forward. Because sooner or later, they will meet in another world. Then Song Beiyun will work harder and tell them about the changes in the years after they left.

After boarding the airship to Europe, Song Beiyun sat inside and felt his body gradually leaping into the air. He leaned on the mat half-closed his eyes, looking at the white clouds floating outside but said nothing.

"Mr. Song, please have tea."

The airship was slow and stable, because of Song Beiyun's relationship, the height was only about one hundred meters above the ground. Even if there was an accident, there was enough reaction time to ensure his safety.

There were only seven entourage members this time, most of them were newcomers from the center. In other words, they were trained as successors. If the airship exploded, the consequences... were unimaginable.

Although I don’t know what will happen, it’s definitely true.

"How long will it take this journey?"

"Mr. Song, if there is no accident on the journey, it will be about two months, and there will be several stops and rests in the middle."

"Yes." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "It's still slow."

"Yes, because the structural strength of the airship is not enough to support high-speed flight, and the engine cannot last for a long time. But this is much faster than the first airships."

Song Beiyun nodded. No matter what, it would be at least faster than a carriage. After all, the frontline soldier ran with his feet for four years before he could reach Vienna. It only took him two months to reach it, which was already a very considerable speed.

At this moment, the front line actually maintained a state of truce. Both sides consciously gave up Vienna and the logistics of both armies were stationed in it to start cleaning and daily investigation.

As for why, it is still necessary to ask? Two months later, the supreme leaders of the warring sides will meet here. If something happens on any side, it will be a lot of big things that will cause you to lose your head. You should be careful?

The logistics personnel of both sides may be the first and only people to reach an understanding and peace in this war, because the responsibility is really huge.

Armistice? No, of course it is not a truce. The purpose of Song Beiyun's trip to Vienna this time was to see what kind of person the time traveler over there was.

Unless he can voluntarily give up the Iron Cross Demon, a truce is absolutely impossible. If he gives up, his life will come to an end, so the war will continue, and peace is just a short-lived illusion.

Really, even if this grandson has something to do with the Stars and Stripes, he insists on choosing that camp. For Song Beiyun, any FXS is a natural enemy, and there is no reason to talk about.

Although he had not experienced war in his original world, all Chinese were victims of FXS. Any denial and whitewashing of Fax's crimes was an insult to the heroes who died in order to resist it, and a humiliation to ordinary people who had been tragically persecuted.

So when Europe raises this flag again, there is no room for this war to stop. Fight until the victory is complete, and fight until there is no more wandering FXS ghost in the world.

This is the information truly engraved in DNA, and it is an irrefutable hatred.

The airship slowly set off from Chang'an, passed Lanzhou, Xining along the way, walked around Zhangye, Jiuquan, and finally arrived in Hotan and entered Hami. Then from Hami to Kashgar, went to Afghanistan through the Wakhan Corridor, and then entered Persia.

In Persia, you will stay for seven days to rest, and then you will have to go up to Constantinople via Baghdad and rest in Constantinople for three days, and then go directly to Budapest, where the Asian Army is now stationed.

Only after the stay in Budapest was suspended and recuperated, will we go to Vienna to conduct the first round of Eurasian transcontinental negotiations.

On the 27th day of the flight, Song Beiyun finally arrived in Baghdad in great fatigue.

A grand celebration was held in Persia to welcome the true gods of the East here, and the Song Dynasty navy stationed here also lined up to welcome Song Beiyun's arrival.

The Persian Caliph specially hosted a banquet to entertain the legendary figure and accompanied him to visit the landmark buildings of Baghdad, "Smart Museum" and "Nicemea University".

The civilization here is very brilliant. It can even be said that without the appearance of Song Beiyun and Miaoyan, their level of civilization at this moment is definitely no less than that of any country in East Asia, and their investment in education, academics and technology is also very amazing.

The feelings deep in the civilized country are different. Their rules and laws are sound, and they also have their own beliefs and customs. They do not have the uncomfortable living habits brought by those wild civilizations, nor the uncertainty unique to those bloodthirsty civilizations.

Stability and stability are the common characteristics of all civilized countries.

Song Beiyun had a very in-depth discussion with the Caliph here, personally finalized the overall outline of bilateral cooperation and development in the next 50 years, and for the first time put forward the "Five Principles of Peaceful Coexistence", namely, mutual respect for sovereignty and territorial integrity, non-aggression, non-interference in each other's internal affairs, equality and mutual benefit, and peaceful coexistence.

Afterwards, the Caliph made a speech at the Grand Dynasty Meeting, calling Song Beiyun the Great Prophet.

He is actually worthy of this, and there is no problem at all.

Because from Song Beiyun himself, he was losing money now and did not die. As long as he died, he would basically be sacred to the saints in the country.

Someone must have asked, "Song Bei said, how could he be a saint? In fact, the reason is very simple. According to the standards, the saint requires three establishments, and three immortality of words, virtue and merit. Establishing virtue means creating laws and teachings, and helping the people; making merits means saving troubles and eliminating difficulties and helping the times; making words means saying things are essential and reason can be passed on.

Which one does not match him? So he is basically the one who dies on the spot and becomes a sanctified immediately.

So he hangs the name of the great prophet here, not because he is attracted to Persia's light, but because Persia is attracted to his light.

Do you understand?

During the visits in the past few days, the Persian cat found Song Beiyun again. She was familiar with Song Beiyun. In addition, she now gained the glory of Song Dynasty and her status here has risen sharply, so if you want to see Song Beiyun, you don’t need the consent of the Caliph at all, just Song Beiyun’s consent is required.

"Mr. Song, I've been away for several years. Do you miss me?"

"Don't be slut in front of me." Song Beiyun was having lunch break at this time, because he would end his visit here tomorrow and go to Constantinople, so the rest must be guaranteed.

"Master Song, Lord Song." The Persian cat sat next to his ivory couch, and the aroma of being pickled immediately came to her nose. In addition, the weather was quite hot. She wore a light dress and exposed her belly button. She looked very sexy at first glance: "Take me back when you return."

"Isn't this place good? Why do you have to go back?"

"I'm not used to it. I've been in Chang'an for more than ten years and have been used to the climate and food there. How can this broken place be compared to Chang'an? And there is Lord Song in Chang'an."

"Hey! Don't pull everything to me, okay." Song Beiyun turned over and planned to continue sleeping: "If you have nothing to do, just play by yourself. If you want to go back, just report it. You must not have to sit on the airship. Then let you go back with the supply team."

When the Persian cat heard this, he could not agree. He grabbed Song Beiyun's hand and placed it on his bare thighs: "Is that okay..."

Song Beiyun pulled his hand back and frowned slightly: "Don't do this with me, you can't let foreigners get on the airship."

"I want to be naturalized!"

"A Persian saint is naturalized? Don't even think about it." Song Beiyun sneered: "If you mess around, I will drive you out."

To be honest, even though he is slutty, Persian cats really dare not do anything randomly. Song Beiyun is a very unscrupulous person and really makes him angry. He might have dug a hole and buried himself in this yard, and then plant a pot of flowers on his body.

So she sat there with groans, like a kitten.

"Oh, don't bother me. Go and go, just let you and the supply team go back. You have to take the airship."

"I'll be a maid for you. You can be a maid, right? You are old and you have to be someone to serve you. I can always be a maid, you can always be a airship, right?"

Song Beiyun was amused by this guy: "Do you really want to get on the airship so much?"

This is a waste of time. The Persian cat is no longer satisfied with the Invincible Armada of the Song Dynasty. She is thinking about it like taking a flight, but no matter how high her status is, it is absolutely impossible for her to complete without Song Beiyun's nodding.

As for being a maid for him, it was really one day that Song Beiyun said that he lacked a maid, and the people who were queuing up could go from Chang'an to Baghdad. Not to mention the Persian saint, even the Persian princess would not be wronged. There were few people in the world who knew the identity and status of this man more than Persian cats.

God, he is a person who is about to be named gods among the people. Even the Caliph here has to see Song Beiyun like his third grandson. He is really going to wake up in his dreams when he is laughing.

"Let me talk about it then, don't bother me to sleep first."

"Then I'll cook tea for Lord Song. The flower tea here is excellent." The Persian cat quickly brought the role and happily went to the kitchen door to prepare to cook tea for Song Beiyun.

But when she was at the door, she was stopped by the guards. After she let her persuade her, the guards here refused to let her touch the tableware.

"I am his maid!"

"The Caliph has an order that no one is allowed to touch the tableware of the Great Prophet. Please respect the saint."

Oh... she realized that if Song Beiyun had problems with food and drink in this place, hundreds of thousands of expeditionary troops would not fight on the spot, and would turn around and destroy Persia.

It can be understood or understood. After all, people at this level are all people, and they are no longer the Song Beiyun who was eating wontons on the street back then.

But overall, Song Beiyun actually acquiesced to this matter. Everyone has always met each other. The Persian cat just wants to show off by airship, so there is no big problem.

And she is really annoying, and she is very smart. She never talks about principled issues, not principled issues, and she can be annoyed for ten years.

That's right, ten years...

Just as everyone was discussing the negotiations around Song Beiyun, the second master was watching the celestial phenomena at night in a small corner along the coast of Fujian.

Since the third brother gave his two brothers a telescope a few days ago, they have been obsessed with the vast sea of ​​stars.

From the telescope they can clearly see the moon and even the true appearance of Jupiter.

It turns out that there is no Guanghan Palace on the moon, and there is no Nantian Gate outside the thirty-three heavens.

But this does not affect the two of them being addicted to this vast starry sky. They usually come here after dinner, and then drink tea, snacks, look at the starry sky, and chat.

Tea is a tea produced around the local area and is one of the main agricultural products to help the people around them get rid of poverty and become rich. Most of the time, the snacks are roasted sweet potatoes and sometimes the bamboo shoots are frozen. If there is a market, they will buy some mung bean cakes and other things. It is not considered a luxury, and it has a bit of a clean heart and desire.

"The bright moon emerges from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ​​clouds. The wind blows thousands of miles, blowing across Yumen Pass. Oh, I don't know when I will be like my father." The second master gave up his telescope and sat aside: "Brother, are you unwilling to accept it when you have changed from a prince to a village official?"

"What are you unwilling to accept? What are you unwilling to accept? You mean to let me and my uncle seize power? Gangdan, it doesn't matter if you talk nonsense, don't implicate me, okay?"

"It's not that." The second master smiled and waved his hand: "I mean, you should be the emperor now."

"What's good about the emperor? If you don't have freedom, you won't have that easy control of power. I actually thought about what would happen if I were the emperor, but you have also seen that our ability is like this. With power, it may not be a good thing. Virtue is not worthy of position, and there will be endless harm. If you are really excellent, do you think you will not have a chance?"

Although Zhao Huan is sometimes reckless, he is from an orthodox royal family after all, and sometimes he still has a sharp perspective on things. He understands that he and Goudan are now sent here, which is actually just to let them train little by little.
Chapter completed!