When Song Beiyun began to investigate this old case, the Liao Kingdom, thousands of miles away, Fo Baonu and the Minister of Works began to choose the address of the Liao Kingdom workshop outside the city.

It is necessary to surround the water, because the workshops in the Song Dynasty were arranged like this, because water was required to make the water truck run.

The big workshop of the Song State is, the Liao State is bigger than it! Fo Baonu even copied the R&D center of the Song Dynasty, holding the craftsmanship map in his hand and was telling the Minister of Works in detail what he saw and heard in the Song State.

"Your Highness, I don't understand very well. What is this...R&D center?"

Fo Baonu was speechless for a moment, and she didn't know what the R&D center was doing. She just heard Song Gou mention it. She was probably an extremely important part in her tone. Although she didn't know what it was, it was all done when it was built.

"You just do it." Fo Baonu pointed a little on the craftsmanship map and said angrily: "It would be great if he could catch that dog..."

The Minister of Works did not dare to respond and retreated silently, while Fo Baonu stayed there. She stood on the mountain and looked at the vast wasteland below. A scene of rushing towards the sky gradually appeared in front of her. Standing above the flames was the Song Beiyun, who was naked and covered in sweat.

Fo Baonu was anxious because although that man was a bastard, no matter from any perspective, if he used this person properly, he would be a general and minister who could assist the world. Why should Liao Kingdom worry about not prospering?

"Your Highness."

A voice came from beside him. Fo Baonu turned his head and found that it was Ma Mingyuan. He was still as humble as he was knowledgeable and well-educated, and his every move showed a bookish and delicate spirit.

"Mingyuan, if there is no one, you don't need to be so polite." Fo Baonu smiled and said, "I asked you to come today because I want you to help the Minister of Works to build this workshop. What do you think?"

The Ma Mingyuan looked puzzled: "I don't understand. The Master said that I know what I know. I don't know what I don't know. I really don't know."

Fo Baonu frowned slightly. She wished that the person in front of her could look down on the world like that bastard, pointing to the wasteland below and saying to herself, "Give me half a year."

"Try it." Fo Baonu's voice became a little colder: "Don't let me down."

Ma Mingyuan was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly: "I will accept the order."

For some reason, Fo Baonu suddenly became unhealthy. She didn't want to talk more, but just walked away with her sleeves, leaving Ma Mingyuan, who was confused, stood there and looked at the wasteland below in a daze, at a loss.

On the way back to the palace, Fo Baonu kept thinking about why he suddenly became happy and even began to take his anger on Ma Mingyuan. Don’t he know his ability? But why are he still angry?

If you think about it carefully, it was probably because she was not convinced that she wanted Ma Mingyuan to become Song Beiyun of the Liao Kingdom. The more she hoped, the more anxious she was. The more anxious she was, the more difficult her behavior and words became, and her thoughts began to become complicated, and she was even at a loss.

But if he didn't force him, the Liao Kingdom might never be able to keep up with the Song Kingdom, unless the Song dog could be tied up to the Liao Kingdom.

But that guy... was really slippery like a loach and couldn't catch his lifeline at all.

Whenever she thinks of this, the Buddha Baonu becomes more and more irritable. Sometimes she thinks of some despicable tricks, but these things are quickly driven out of her mind. Some are too despicable and some are too shameful...

"Prince...you said, if I were a kind person, would I have been dead for eighty times?"

Prince Fu did not deny it because it was the case. If Song Beiyun was a gentle and melodious person, he had already lost his bones until now, let alone show his ambitions. There are too many people in the world who want to destroy his own lineage, and there are too few people who can use it.

If you are not gentle enough, you are not gentle enough...

"Actually there is nothing to hesitate, Prince. If she is confirmed to be your daughter, then this matter will not be said. In one month, Zhao Cheng will marry her away and marry her to Liao with the righteousness of marriage. In this way, no one in the world will say the first half of the sentence." Song Beiyun frowned and said, "There are many people in Tongliao in the court and the country. They don't want to and dare not offend Liao. And the other end of the Liao Kingdom will naturally not easily touch the princess whom the Song Dynasty married. Maybe Zhao Cheng will not be as smooth as Jin Ling'er, but at least his life will be saved."

King Fu stopped refuting, but just waved his hand to ask Song Beiyun to rest earlier. Xiao Song also knew that King Fu was anxious now. After all, he had a daughter when he was old, so he would be reluctant to leave anyone who put this matter on him.

But this daughter is not good at all... Let's see what she did. What did King Fu and Zhao Cheng talk about in the room that day, and what Zhao Cheng said to King Fu. Song Beiyun could guess even if he didn't hear it. That woman was a die-hard fan of the cult, and she was brainwashed extremely thoroughly. Except for not daring to speak in front of Song Beiyun, the rest were all dogs and dog emperors.

If others know this, it would be great? Even the King of Fu could not withstand it.

Seeing King Fu return to his room, Song Beiyun sat there and drank it himself. He knew that King Fu was difficult, but who was not difficult? Zhao was difficult, Zhao was difficult, Zhao Xiang was difficult, Song Beiyun was also difficult, and the world was difficult. If you really want to divide the level, Zuo Rou would not be difficult.

It was already late at night, but Song Beiyun was not sleepy at all. He sat by the bed, siping water and wine, thinking about the future carefully, but even time travelers couldn't handle this thing in the future. When he was running around the ground with wild children in the mountains a year ago, he would never have thought that just one year later, he had already entered the core circle of the Song Dynasty Game of Thrones.

What happened in the future? He could only do nothing but do it. The road ahead was very confused, but now he was already unavoidable, because after having children, he could no longer regard himself as a time traveler.

From that day on, Song Beiyun became a completely native of the Song Dynasty. His bloodline was stamped with steel and could never be changed.

When Xiao Song raised his glass to invite Mingyue and became three people, a group of young people were sitting in Jinling City, one of whom was holding a wooden stick: "Since you and I are going to fight for it, it's better to draw lots and catch whoever is who, and no one else is allowed to fight again."

"I'll do it first!" A young man raised his sleeve and said with a smile: "The opportunity to be recorded in history is right in front of him! You can only look up to me!"
Chapter completed!