Can a rain alleviate large-scale natural disasters? Obviously not. The disaster-affected area has spread to most of China. It’s useless to rain in such a place.

But the rumors that this rain can extinguish the turmoil are really not needed to relieve the drought. The blessing king's conspiracy has become a topic of discussion for a while. Everyone is saying that God is not that great, and he is just a guy who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

This is the case in this world. As long as you give in, you will look down on me. People are like this and the heavens are like this. When you lose your awe of gods and Buddhas in the sky, there will naturally be no more or no more guilty.

“There are only so many people in total, right?”

"Some wealthy merchants are also involved, and some even spend money to hire those rascals to spread rumors."

After hearing this, Song Beiyun tensely put the note away: "Put them out, and then hand the confession to Ding Xiang."

"yes."

Whenever there is a natural disaster, the most terrible thing is not the disaster itself, but the turmoil that comes with disasters. Countless dynasties have declined in such a cycle of reincarnation. Although it means that the road to speech is opened up and no longer being punished for speech, we cannot let these people do whatever they want, right?

So at this time, people are confused and confusing, and they should be arrested. If they are not enough, they should be arrested. If there is any fault, they should be investigated and dealt with strictly. In the critical period of reform, nothing can be blocked by the pace.

Today, after completing official duties, Song Beiyun made an appointment with several old friends in Luzhou at that time, including Beipo, where Jin Ling'er had been unmarried for many years.

Beipo is nearly thirty years old and now he has a must. In addition to compiling dictionaries in Hanlin Academy, he spends his rest of his time reading books in the library of Hongwenguan. When he is resting, he will not drink tea and drink like others. Instead, he will go to the surrounding academies or schools or fish by the river. He is also a pedan who is dedicated to the direction of academic power.

This time he was invited to Daxiangguo Temple, but he had not received any news before. He was just woken up and was suddenly invited here when he was about to pay the price. He didn't even know who he saw.

However, when he saw that Song Beiyun was sitting in the Zen room, he let go of his doubts and bowed with a smile: "Beiyun, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm fine."

"Brother, please sit down." Song Beiyun got up and poured tea for Beipo himself: "I'm asking you to come rashly today, because I have something to ask for."

Beipo took a sip of water and laughed: "When I heard that Beiyun led the world to instigate reforms, I was unfortunately in my hometown in Luzhou and I had never been able to participate in it personally. It's a pity. Now that Beiyun has something to do, I should have no choice."

Song Beiyun laughed: "I am content with my brother's words. Please step forward."

The two of them got together. What Song Beiyun hoped that he would do this time was to compile a book of scientific enlightenment, which is the 100,000 Whys in the Great Song Dynasty.

What is the requirement? It is to be simple and vivid, with pictures and texts.

"All things in the world, wind, thunder and volcanoes are all science, but the people are ignorant and do not know the method. The purpose of this book is to allow everyone to understand and argue briefly." Song Beiyun gently tapped the information: "The information is here, and the subsequent Academy of Sciences will contact you one after another."

Beipo picked up the information and started reading immediately. He soon entered the state of selflessness. Song Beiyun did not disturb him but ordered someone to get some ice powder from Sichuan, and used cold well water to hold it, waiting for Beipo.

After an hour, maybe two hours, Song Beiyun woke up after sleeping, and Beipo slowly put down the information, sighed and said, "It made me gain a lot of knowledge. It turned out that the rain was not the Dragon King but the water vapor."

Song Beiyun nodded with a smile, and Beipo suddenly raised his head again and asked, "Then wasn't it..."

"Fake." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Artificial rainfall."

"Can this be artificial?" Beipo was very surprised: "Isn't that fate that can seize the heavens?"

Song Beiyun laughed and waved his hands repeatedly: "It's not that amazing, the principle is quite simple, but no one expected it. So Brother Beipo agrees?"

"Of course, I agree, scholars are endless. This is both to enlighten the people and to me, and it is also to benefit the light of Beiyun."

"My brother said this and then he saw it." Song Beiyun took photos of the information again: "But these information are all information, which are the efforts of hundreds of people over the years. It is extremely precious. Brother Beipo, don't lose it."

"It must be regarded as a treasure."

What should I say about Beipo? He was indeed a somewhat dark otaku before, but he said nothing to Song Beiyun. When Song Beiyun was in a fake disaster for the first time, his friends and friends were far away, but this Beipo walked around to make a good end for Song Beiyun.

Isn’t there a saying that the peak attracts hypocritical crowds, and the trough witnesses true believers. Song Beiyun has seen two people in his life, one is Brother Yusheng and the other is this North Pole.

It is not easy to do either of "filial piety, loyalty, and trustworthiness", but there is no doubt that the two of them have all the money. This is a high evaluation given by Song Beiyun after so long in the world. However, the routes of these two people are different, and the directions of talents are also different.

Ask yourself that you can't do it, and the rest can't do it either.

"By the way, Brother Beipo is about to be a family." Song Beiyun suddenly smiled and joked: "If you like someone's daughter, say hello to me, I'll send it to your house that night."

Beipo laughed and waved his hand and said, "I have no time to care about other things in the path of academic research. It's time to have a wife. My father is getting older, and if he doesn't let him hold a grandson, he may be angry with me."

Song Beiyun rubbed his hands and smiled, "There is a niece in the Ding Xiang family. I will tell you that she is so gentle and virtuous. In this way, I will arrange for you to meet tomorrow?"

"this……"

"Don't refuse." Song Beiyun walked up to block Beipo's shoulder: "Let's go, drink."

Beipo did not ask why Song Beiyun could be so free here. Everyone is adults and doesn't need to say anything, but he must have guessed the tricks. But isn't this a good thing? He had worried about Song Beiyun before, but he just tried every means to inquire. Many people were in a secretive manner. Later, he probably guessed something, and now he confirmed the guess and felt relieved.

During the meal, the two of them also came to several other fellow villagers in Luzhou. They were all teams preparing to edit books together. In addition, they were all fellow villagers, so there was no pressure to communicate.

They had a good time here, and the Prince Fu on the other end was roasted on the fire. All the Taoists in the Imperial Heavenly Priests submitted their resignation, and the people from the Taimiao and the Zhao family also blamed him.

However, this is not a big deal for the prince who has fought for a lifetime. Moreover, his reputation among the people has risen. Prince Fu, who is said to be a general who always wins, has now been rumored to be the reincarnation of a god.

Just like the folk legends about Wei Zheng killing the Dragon King and Qin Qiong killing ghosts, the current official family is naturally compared to Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin because of the fact that he has the Fu Lord. His previous doubts were wiped out, and even people would applaud him repeatedly when they mentioned it.

Ding Xiang was also shining in the literary world because of that proclamation to the sky. Some people compared their martial arts article to Li Xiaogong and Changsun Wuji of the Song Dynasty.

In the evening, Ding Xiang had just attended a literary meeting between colleagues. As soon as the sedan chair fell at the door, he saw Song Beiyun sitting drunk at his door.

The butler stood beside him, looking confused. When he saw Ding Xiang coming back, the butler quickly stepped forward and said, "Master...this...this..."

"Don't panic." Ding Xiang raised his hand to stop the housekeeper, then walked to Song Beiyun himself and pushed him gently: "Song Shaobao? Song Shaobao? Wake up."

Song Beiyun opened his eyes in a daze, and immediately stood up and said, "Old Ding, I'll tell you, I've found a good family for your niece. Tomorrow, you will take someone to my place, and I'll recommend it to you."

"How can you run out? If someone sees you...ah..." Lao Ding asked someone to support Song Beiyun: "Help Song Shaobao back to the house first."

Song Beiyun, who was placed in the guest room, didn't know what he did. Anyway, he found himself in a strange bed when he fell asleep.

When he walked out scratching his head, he saw Lao Ding playing five animals in the yard.

"Hey? Lao Ding, you kidnapped me?"

Ding Xiang looked at him squintly: "There is anyone in the world who can tie you up with Shaobao Song?"

When he saw Song Beiyun's face full of confusion, he knew that this guy could not remember anything, so he smiled and said, "Late last night, Shaobao sat alone at the door of my husband's mansion. When he saw me coming up, he was talking nonsense."

"Ha?" Song Beiyun's memory of yesterday's drinking was completely blurred: "What did I say?"

"You said you want to introduce a talented visitor to my niece."

"Yes, yes!" Song Beiyun slapped his forehead and said, "I'm planning to send someone to tell you, but I didn't expect that I would come by myself after drinking too much. That's right. I have a good one here. Do you take your niece to have a look at it at night?"

"Who? It's okay, it's not right for a bad family. I'm still looking at my niece. If she was a rascal like Zuo Fang, even if he was beaten by gold, I wouldn't look down on him."

"Don't worry, he is a very good person. The son of the governor of Luzhou, and the editor-in-chief of Shunde Dictionary."

"Oh?" Old Ding's eyes suddenly lit up: "I have some impression, it's a good one, but it seems to be a little older."

"It's so good that I'm old, I love people." Song Beiyun looked around and said, "Where is your niece? I'll inspect the goods first."

Old Ding was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he just raised his hand: "Come here, wait for Song Shaobao to wash up."

After saying that, he walked out with his hands behind his back: "Song Shaobao will come back after breakfast, and see you at Xiangguo Temple in the evening."
Chapter completed!