This is a rainy Spring Festival, which makes people feel what the wet early spring is.

But spring is supposed to be wet, no matter who it is on.

"It is impossible to be dependent on the debt. No matter what Zhao Xing told me, it is useless. I cannot let go. If I fulfill my promise, he must fulfill his promise. There is no such good thing in the world, and he will take over any good things. Besides, you have become a Liao country without being so greedy. I know that you will definitely not be willing to take on the name of the slave of the two surnames. This is just a borrowing."

Fo Baonu talked a lot, and Song Beiyun next to her was very unnatural.

"There is no need to remind you repeatedly, that bastard Zhao Xing... Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about him." Song Beiyun answered helplessly, then patted Fo Baonu's butt: "Flip it over."

"Yeah...you're so obscene."

"You said you were sore and back pain and asked me to press it for you. Now you said I'm dirty?"

Fo Baonu smiled and turned around slowly, half-closed his eyes: "I'll give me such a hot spring in the palace."

"You are really greedy and want everything you see."

"Isn't this a matter of course? I'm not a monk. What's wrong with wanting something I like?"

When she said this, because Song Beiyun's strength was getting stronger, she made a very vulgar groan, and then closed her eyes and moved Song Gou's hand to a place that could not be displayed to outsiders.

"You're quite dissatisfied."

"There are few gatherings and many separations, and the ravines are hard to settle." Fo Baonu said while humming softly.

"Don't talk nonsense, find a way to move the capital to Luoyang."

Fo Baonu was stunned, but opened his eyes: "Why did you move the capital to Luoyang?"

"Liaoxin is too close to Jinling, which is not a good thing." Song Beiyun walked aside and took a blanket to cover Fo Baonu, and began to pour hot water on her head. The scalding water made her delicate skin red: "Luoyang is much better, and both the overall political environment and military threat are much smaller."

"Isn't that just looking at your Chang'an from afar? That's still called safety? Isn't that just say you, the Liao Kingdom, has lost its capital?"

"Are you crazy? I want to hit you and still care where you are?" Song Beiyun pressed the excited Fo Baonu back: "I just give you a benign suggestion. Moreover, Liao Xindu was originally a temporary measure, and it was a helpless move after being driven to the Central Plains by the Jin people."

"Now that there are no external concerns, you put the capital next to Song State, and the capitals of the two countries are only 500 miles apart. Can you sleep with Zhao Xian? Can the people below you sleep peacefully? Change the place quickly."

What Song Beiyun said was reasonable, and Fo Baonu also began to think about it. After all, the capitals of the two countries are too close. Liao and Song are indeed close now, but as time goes by, the national strength of the two countries is developing rapidly. Even if there is no war, there will be trade conflicts. Because the overlap of business districts will compete for interests, and the last two capital business districts will be damaged for no reason because of this.

In addition, the geographical nature of Liao Xindu is really bad, which is so bad that it is unimaginable, so Song Beiyun personally believes that at this time, we either move eastward or westward, but there is the Jin Kingdom in the east, so it is better to go westward.

After all, there is only one Song Beiyun to the west.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. After you go to Liao Kingdom, I'll let you plan."

"You said it easily, please let me plan. The joke is that there is a king on the left and the king on the right. I will ask you if you can kill it."

Fo Baonu was stunned, but Song Beiyun laughed, rubbed her face hard, then carried her up and threw her into the hot spring, and took off a big towel and walked out: "Think about it carefully, Song Beiyun is not a panacea."

"Where are you going?"

"Get some wine, what's the point of soaking in hot springs without wine."

As soon as he went out, he saw Zhao Xing sitting in the lobby outside, covering only a small towel around his waist, holding a little aunt about thirty years old at her hands, smiling like a villain.

"Are you sick?"

Song Beiyun walked out and cursed: "Sit here with your bare ass?"

"It's too hot inside. I'll come out and see this beautiful beauty who is so beautiful, so I'll talk."

Song Beiyun didn't bother with him. He had already booked the hot spring under the Purple Mountain today. He originally wanted to let Fo Baonu come and enjoy this leisure place that opened after the New Year, but unexpectedly, Zhao Xing had to come over with a slutty face.

He was holding the manager of this hot spring, who was the manager, and was an expert contestant specially asked by Song Beiyun to invite him from Japan. One to one, according to the grandson of Emperor Daigo, the famous Japanese Yale God of the God of the Ghost of Boya, the Takemura Hot Spring, which is the favorite of Boya.

Although there are boilers here, there is no big difference between boilers and hot springs.

This project was originally used to generate income for the workshop, but now it seems that this thing may become a hit next year, because it has been asked by many celebrities and dignitaries during the probation period. After opening, it may become a new trend in Jinling City.

"How did you come up with the Japanese style? Do I have no hot springs in Dasong?"

"Use your style?" Song Beiyun took out a pot of wine from the cabinet, opened it and smelled it, but it smelled like Japanese sake. He pursed his lips and shook his head, and changed to a pot of yellow wine: "Carved dragons and painting phoenixes, and there is also a green dragon fountain?"

"And! Domineering!"

"Yes, you are domineering. At that time, the investment cost will not be earned. We are going to make money. You are like Huaqing Pool, and it is exclusive to the emperor. I will ask who dares to take a bath in a pond with dragons, except you." Song Beiyun said with a laugh and cry: "This thing is indeed high-end, but it also needs to be friendly to the people. What is prominent is elegance and casualness. Do you understand?"

"Let's go, I'll go in with you to take a shower."

"Your brain is broken? His Majesty the Liao Kingdom is still here."

Zhao Xing slapped his head: "I have forgotten that guy is a woman, that's all. Then come here to find me later, I'll go play with this beautiful woman first."

"Go and go."

Song Beiyun walked into his side with a wine pot. He saw the Buddha Baonu floating on the water like a floating corpse. He thought that the man had fainted from the hot spring, so he rushed up to save the person, but he didn't expect that the Buddha Baonu suddenly turned over and pressed him into the water, and then came up and chewed him.

The next thing was just a battle of Red Cliffs, and the ship did not sink, but splashed the ground.

"Fuck, Brother Yelu! Beauty!"

When Song Beiyun and Fo Baonu changed into loose bathrobes and walked out, Zhao Xing was obviously stunned: "I have known you for almost twenty years, but I don't know that my eldest brother is so charming."

"Shut your mouth." Fo Baonu scolded: "You emperor, why do you become a bit messy and shattered the more you treat your mouth?"

Zhao Xing didn't care at all and crossed his legs: "The treacherous minister Song Beiyun led me to ruin. I was also a pure and innocent person back then."

"Get out." Song Beiyun walked over and ordered some food with the maid who was serving beside him, then took out two bottles of wine and walked over: "Some people are born with rotten roots, so don't use others as demonstrations."

"As soon as I think of the New Year, I will lose my dog, and I feel mixed feelings." Zhao Xing sighed and looked at Fo Baonu again: "Brother, I will give you three hundred strong men, you can return Song Dog to me."

"Okay, I agree. You ask him if he can."

Song Beiyun supported his face with one hand and knocked on the table with the other: "If you send troops from Jinling and Chang'an, if everything goes well, you can reach Hangu Pass in fifteen days, and after passing Hangu Pass in seven days, you can go straight to the Central Plains and join the victorious encirclement."

"If you hit me, you will be a dog if you don't hit me!" Fo Baonu sneered: "Do you really think my Liao Kingdom is made of paper?"

"Whether he is fighting or not is a dog." Zhao Xing smiled and said, "Tell me, even if I go to Liao Kingdom, I have to give me an explanation."

"I have already agreed with her that I will not control the army, secondly, not control the money, thirdly, not control the power, only propose improvement plans, not directly write plans. It lasts for three years, and most of the time I need to be in Chang'an."

"Well, that's OK." Zhao Xing nodded and said, "There is nothing else?"

"The capital may be moved to Luoyang after the Liao Dynasty." Fo Baonu replied: "There is no need to make the State of Song disgusted again."

"It's great." Zhao Xing nodded and said, "I, the Song Dynasty, finally don't have to be disgusted by your Liao Kingdom."

Song Beiyun listened to it for a while and suddenly laughed, "You said, how would you write down this conclusion in the history books?"

"In the third year of Shunde, Liao moved its capital to Luoyang."

"Why isn't it the fifth year of Xinghua? Why use your year name?"

"Stop." Song Beiyun looked at the emperors of the two countries and was about to start arguing, so he quickly stopped and said, "This is not the point. I will discuss Zuo Rou's plan later. I have betrayed my dignity, so I can't mess up this matter."

"This is very easy to deal with." Fo Baonu leaned on the rattan chair and stretched comfortably: "It's just for me to leave it, it's just a fraud."

Zhao Xingze, who was cross-legged, looked deep: "You are too naive. Duke Ding is not a fool. He is a hardliner. Ordinary princes dare not provoke Song Gou, but he said that if Zuo Rou didn't let him see him, he would not let Zuo Rou see him, which shows how tough he is."

"The key is that I don't dare to do anything randomly." Song Beiyun shook his head discouragedly: "After all, that's Zuo Rou's biological father. Can I still kill him?"

"Don't worry about this matter." Zhao Xing waved his hand: "After the New Year, I will rehabilitate you first. Then you go back to Chang'an and leave the rest to the two emperors."

Song Beiyun said in a deep voice, but Fo Baonu looked at Zhao Xing with a smile: "Give me a reason, why do you trust this dog so much? I don't need to make a cliché."

"Isn't it enough for me to give birth to a child for him?" Zhao Xing opened his mouth and said, "The children are several years old and have also been named the prince."
Chapter completed!