Half a month after Song Beiyun began to harm the local area, there was always no airtight wall in the world, and the news that he was looking for someone spread.

Some people claim to be noble, but more people are attracted by the power.

Although everyone knows that being a bad person is a lowly person, most people are also a lowly person. Isn’t this justified that lowly people do lowly things?

Because he was Song Beiyun, more and more people joined this farce-like search for relatives, starting from Suzhou, then gradually spreading to the north and south, from Haizhou in the Liao Kingdom to Hangzhou in the Song Kingdom, then Yangzhou, Suzhou, and even to Luzhou.

In order to get this man flattered, countless people began a miserable search for relatives.

Within half a month, Qiaoyun's parents were not found, and many fugitives arrested a lot of his mother.

In the end, even the Fo Baonu from Liao Xindu knew about this. She held the child and complained to Mao Dong's wonderful words.

"It's really something that is not a good job. I thought it was something, but I actually made a move for this little thing."

Fo Baonu was a little amused and crying. The girl from Song State looked for her mother, and these Liao Dynasty's hairy men followed her to join in the fun. No matter how powerful Song Beiyun is, she is still in Song State. What can Liao State give him? In the end, he has to nod as the emperor?

Miaoyan just turned over and didn't want to deal with this dog woman who was like a resentful woman, but in the end it was impossible to resist the emperor's thoughts that were very annoying in front of others.

"For him, this is the main thing. Supporting the Han Dynasty is just a hobby."

Miaoyan's words made Fo Baonu unhappy. She stuffed the child who was about to fall asleep into Miaoyan's quilt, sat beside her and said, "In your eyes, isn't it that so hard-working and hard-working in the world are not as good as this hobby?"

"If you believe it or not, others are there, you can ask." Miaoyan turned his body again and shrank into the bed: "You think it's not worth it for him to do such a big thing for a woman, then you really don't understand him."

"So you understand?"

"It's probably better than everyone in this world." Miaoyan sat up slowly, pulled his cotton jacket and put it on his back: "Nothing in this era can arouse his interests, whether it's money or power. In his eyes, it's just like that. Even if you let him be the emperor, he will run away for three days."

“Why?”

Miaoyan raised her head and thought for a while before asking back, "Do you think I'm motivated?"

"No, you don't know what you are doing all day long. Most of the time, you stay in bed, sleep in winter, summer, and sleep every day."

Miaoyan nodded: "Well, what can I do if I don't sleep?"

"But there are too many things to do. Just like you, even if you really want to be a demon concubine, as long as you don't go too far, I will pinch my nose and admit it."

When Miaoyan heard her words, she just said indifferently: "Who wants to be a monkey king when she is used to being a human being?"

"you!"

Fo Baonu was choked by Miaoyan, but she didn't know how to refute her. She had long seen that Miaoyan and Song Beiyun were actually the real type of people, and Miaoyan might even be more sharp.

But she really couldn't understand why Miaoyan was so lazy. Compared to this, Song Beiyun was much more cute. At least Song Beiyun would not say any sarcastic and harsh words when she hugged her.

"When do you think he will come?"

"You wait, he will definitely not come until the critical moment. He is just a matter of obeying the tune or not in the State of Song. Is Emperor Ye joking with you?"

"Don't he miss me?" Fo Baonu sighed: "Don't he thinks about me at all?"

Miaoyan closed one eye and glanced up and down at Fo Baonu: "Your Majesty, whoever admits your first pull to him will lose. I want me to see, you are not far from losing."

"I'm talking nonsense, asking him if he misses me, but I don't miss him at all." Fo Baonu stood up and said, "You take the prince, I'm going to handle the official documents."

Miaoyan just smiled, but didn't say anything more. She enjoyed her idle and unexistent life anyway. With the support of Song Beiyun's workshop, she set up her own small electrical studio in the palace and fiddled with some useless but very high-sounding experiments.

It has nothing to do with industry or this era, but these things can support the prophetic character like Miaoyan to live "full" in this boring era.

In short, Miaoyan is a wonderful person. She has almost the same ability as Song Beiyun, but her depressed personality makes her both depressed and lazy every day, and she is not willing to do anything. The few fun comes from Song Beiyun and her studio.

In fact, let alone Fo Baonu, even Song Beiyun complained from time to time, because if Miaoyan also joined this transformation game, the result she got was definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two, and it would definitely be able to greatly speed up the social process.

But Miaoyan is Miaoyan after all... She did not choose to participate in Song Beiyun's social transformation plan. She could give advice or help formulate plans, but in the end she loved more.

In her eyes, people in this world are just monkeys. She has complained to Song Beiyun more than once, complaining that those novels harm people. It is essentially unlikely that a woman will love a person from the past after traveling through time, because the needs of women and men are essentially different. She does not think that any woman can tolerate a man who is as stupid as she is.

Song Beiyun said that she had put herself in, but it was not like that. After all, not everyone who traveled through time is as witchcraft as her. After all, in terms of proportion, the probability of stupid women and stupid men is equal, and mentally retarded people have mentally retarded ways of playing.

Just as Miaoyan continued to winter, Song Beiyun also ushered in the first snow of this year.

The arrival of this snow is like an ellipsis for the drought throughout the year. Although a snow cannot affect too much, at least it is starting to snow, as long as it is willing to fall, it is hopeful.

He was not only happy, but the snow gradually spread from south to north, and most parts of the Song and Liao dynasties would soon be covered by this heavy snow.

The snow is very heavy, even in such a south, it is like Siberia, as if it is about to pour down the water that has been held in the year at one time. When the night is quiet, the sound of snow outside is rustling, which is a bit light and quiet.

"Will the drought get better with such heavy snow?"

"Drought will be better, but snow will come."

Song Beiyun, hiding in the quilt, and Qiaoyun was talking in a low voice. They were discussing the snow outside. Qiaoyun was excited because the snow would relieve the drought. Song Beiyun was worried that if the snow continued like this, the houses in the south would not be able to eat or live.

Heavy snow will block the passage and collapse the houses. The world will look warm because of this snow. Everything will become very slow. The food for disaster relief still needs to be distributed, and disaster prevention and resistance will continue. There is no wheat to overwinter this year, and all hope can only be placed on the round of sowing in the spring of next year. So it is too early to say that everything has passed.

"Let's go back..." Qiaoyun mentioned this again: "I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?" Song Beiyun held Qiaoyun in his arms: "I want this effect. If they make a move, the higher the probability of our success."

Qiaoyun sighed, "I can't stand such blessings."

"You can bear it, of course you can bear it. There is no blessing in the world that I, Sister Qiaoyun, cannot bear it." Song Beiyun comforted softly: "You don't need to ask about the many things."

Song Beiyun's words made Qiaoyun calm down obediently. Since this incident spread completely, this unknown small county town has become lively now. It has even developed a complete interview industry chain, and even specialized institutions that specialize in training those "Qiaoyun Dad" who came from all directions.

Song Beiyun saw all these, but he would not obstruct them. After all, as long as this kind of thing appears to be a good development, it will continue.

This is a bit like programmer programming. As long as the program can run, don't touch the code, otherwise the genius will know what can happen.

However, due to the heavy snow, there were fewer people flocking to each other every day, but many people stayed here because of this.

Song Beiyun can't come forward easily now, and those who probably know his identity dare not easily reveal his information to others, so things are becoming more complicated now.

It's just that this complexity is not the case.

On the morning of the next day, heavy snow was thrown down, and it had already affected Jinling City. Zhao Xing stood on the city wall wearing a rain-proof animal skin cloak, while Ding Xiang and others stood beside him.

"The snow is so heavy." Zhao Xing sighed: "It seems that God still favors the Song Dynasty."

The people behind him said yes, and Zhao Xing felt a little bored and changed the subject: "I heard that guy has done something to mobilize others there?"

No one answered at this moment, except for Ding Xiang chuckling, "It's all ridiculous."

"Yes, absurd things." Zhao Xing shook his head and said, "That guy will do some ridiculous things."

Song Beiyun's actions could not be concealed by Zhao Xing. Even though he did not report to Zhao Xing in detail, he could not avoid such a big deal, even if Zhao Xing did not deliberately know it.

"Forget it, I won't mention him." Zhao Xing waved his hand: "If he wants to make trouble, he will not make trouble for others, he will have to come back and torture me. I can't stand it like that. Do you tell me how the reform is done?"

"When I returned to the official family, the reform went smoothly, but there was resistance among some prefectures and counties. Now there is a group of people gathering to seem to be opposing it."

"If you object, just object." Zhao Xing raised his hand gently: "If it really doesn't work, just treat it as a rebellion."
Chapter completed!