A whole day of meetings, from day to night. Everyone got the opportunity to speak, and Song Beiyun didn't need to criticize him. What he needed was someone to come up with a solution, and these people happened to be working hard to come up with a solution.

Some plans were refuted, and they were not discouraged. They sorted out their notes and went back to do them as knowledge.

Wang Zezhao, who raised the question of the local genius, happened to be from the family of local genius, and his father was the leader of the Lingnan Township. He once witnessed private fighting in the countryside like war, and some towns and counties even regarded the court laws as nothing. Even the county magistrate could not speak in front of them. If you want to achieve political achievements, you must cooperate with these local geniuses and elders.

"Looking at the long run, I think that the evil treatment in the village must be cleaned up. Looking at the future of China, it is particularly important that no local sages misunderstand the law."

"Brother Wang, you are betrayal." Song Beiyun turned around and handed him a glass of warm rice wine: "You could have become that chaotic local sage."

Wang Zezhao, who was thirty or forty, took the rice wine and said thanking him. He turned around and looked at Zhao Xing who was sitting there eating: "What is a rebellion in the official family?"

"It's unfaithful."

"Whoever is more important than the country or the family?"

Zhao Xing didn't even raise his head: "There is no such comparison in the world. Of course, both countries and families are important. The country is the family, and the family is the country. There are thousands of families in the country, and thousands of families gathered together to form a country."

Zhao Xing's rustic words made the 34-year-old brother confused. He was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Official family, I don't think I am a betrayal."

"Of course not." Zhao Xing put down the bowl and looked at him: "The reason why great people are great is that they can clearly understand what they need in the face of right and wrong. Besides, what you are talking about is that there is a problem with the local genius and not your father. It is true that your father is a local genius, but it is not a local genius or your father."

Song Beiyun turned his head and looked at Zhao Xing in surprise. When could this guy say such words? It was very magical.

"Now reading is stuck on the local geniuses," Wang Zezhao said: "In fact, most local geniuses are not allowed to study. Although it is easy to say that the emperors in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are at the feet of the emperor, if they go to remote places, such as Lingnan, it would be a different picture."

Song Beiyun remained silent. He was really unwilling to release the ultimate move. Although the destruction of the world was enough to destroy the dominance of the local geniuses, the Song Dynasty would also miss this golden decade.

But in this matter, he had no better way, so he could only learn systematically before implementing the reform.

"We still have time." Zhao Xing glanced at Song Beiyun who was silent, and then said to Wang Zezhao: "Now that Song Dynasty has you, tomorrow is expected."

"Thank you for your love."

After chatting for a while, Zhao Xing asked Wang Zezhao to rest, while he sat in the study and drank a sip of soup and Song Beiyun.

"Okay, don't be too difficult. You are not a god. Besides, you have done enough." Zhao Xing comforted him: "You and I cannot accomplish great things. Don't you still have descendants? The descendants still have descendants. China will die. One day, I will fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Song Beiyun supported his knees and sighed: "It's so difficult."

"You, you really think too much. I should advise you about this kind of thing? You can't be too rushed. Just keep my backbone of the Song Dynasty and even Great China honestly, so as not to be ruined by foreigners. Let's slowly plan for the rest. If the day the backbone becomes hard, if there is no way." Zhao Xing suddenly slapped the table heavily: "I will break up the stall in the world with you!"

"good."

After the end of the scene, Song Beiyun swayed on the streets of the new city. The place has not been fully developed yet, so there is no prosperity of the old city.

But at this moment, a carriage behind him was kicking and slowing down. Song Beiyun turned his head and found that Fo Baonu was lying on the window of the carriage and looking at him.

"What's wrong, I'm so silly." Fo Baonu asked, "Brother, do you want me to take you for a ride?"

Song Beiyun jumped and jumped onto the carriage, lifted the curtain and crawled in, leaned over there and sighed: "I had a great time having fun today? Where is your tour guide?"

"Hahaha, I scared that boy today. When I saw me, I kowtowed and asked me to let him go. I saw that he was pitiful and asked him to get out." Fo Baonu shook his head and said, "There are not many men with a genital."

Song Beiyun raised his eyelids and looked at her: "Sit down, I'll lie down for a while."

Although Fo Baonu cursed, he still let Song Beiyun lie on her lap.

"Don't touch my head when you touch my head."

"What's wrong, I'm not in high spirits today."

Song Beiyun lay there and told Fo Baonu about what happened today. This matter of the local sage is not exclusive to the Song Dynasty. This is a common problem in Greater China, and Fo Baonu was also worried about this matter.

I was worried by myself, but now I am better off. I am worried by two people sitting there together.

"I don't want to do it anymore! I'm so annoyed!!!"

"What are you angry?" Song Beiyun glanced at her: "It's really because the moon is not full, you'll be angry."

"I tell you that I haven't come this month, you're ready."

"I want a daughter." Song Beiyun turned around and hugged Fo Baonu's waist: "Your Majesty is so delicious..."

In fact, Fo Baonu really wanted to have another daughter. Because her menstruation had not yet come, she was happy all night, but who would have thought that it would come the next morning...

For this matter, she got angry with Song Beiyun again...

In the next few days, they had no time to be alone. The official opening of Fo Baonu was to negotiate, and there was also a marriage matter. Song Beiyun also had to busy schedule the work arrangements for Qinglongyuan afterwards. After all, he would not appear again for at least five years after leaving this time.

In the past five years, he will open a sea road to America in Haizhou, polish the sharp blades and develop technology.

The work here will be handed over to Zhao Xing to perform, and I hope Zhao Xing will not disappoint...

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the three provinces of the Song Dynasty issued investigations on the Song Beiyun case. Only three of the eighteen accusations about him were established, and the corresponding punitive measures were announced later.

A lot of messy titles were cancelled, which seemed to be a one-on-one, but the position of Prince Shao Guard was preserved.

Moreover, he was sentenced to death and could not escape the crime of living. Because of his crime of defeating the superior, he was demoted to the communist of the Song and Liao communist, responsible for the mission to the Liao Kingdom, and also served as the marriage envoy, sending His Highness the Princess of the Song Kingdom to the Liao Kingdom to marry.

Most people are no longer surprised by this kind of thing. Intermarriage between Song and Liao is no longer a new thing. The princesses of Liao have married many times, and the princesses of Song have also married many times, just business.

Fo Baonu was not idle either. She watched the Spring Festival with Zhao Xing, and then jointly cut the ribbon for the Song and Liao Friendship College. No one expected that this school, which seemed to be a political transaction, would eventually become one of the top institutions, and each of them would dominate the north and south with Northwest United University.

When everything is done, the year is almost over.

Song Beiyun finally accompanied the "Princess Highness" onto the convoy to the Liao Kingdom, and Fo Baonu also set out three days later.

On the fifth day of their departure, Zuo Rou gave birth to a baby girl at the Duke's Mansion, and named it Song Huanchen according to the letter left by Song Beiyun.

Zuo Rou liked the name very much. At first, she thought Song Beiyun would name her daughter Tea Egg and cried several times.

But when she saw the name Song Huanchen, she knew what her daughter was in his heart.

Because Song Beiyun could not accompany Zuo Rou to give birth, he wrote more than 10,000 words to Zuo Rou, and arranged everything in detail in the letter, and felt guilty between the lines.

But even Zuo Gong did not blame him too much for this matter, because men had too many people after all.

Moreover, since Zuo Rou gave birth to a daughter, Duke Ding Guo, who became grandfather, happily placed a three-day mat on the street. All he didn't know was that he was celebrating his daughter as the queen.

"I tell you, it's my daughter." Zuo Rou is in good health and recovers quickly. She is already running around before she is confinement: "If it's her son, guess what he's called?"

She said to Zuo Fang, who was kneeling beside the bed and teasing her niece, "I'm a loss, I'm a daughter."

"What's the name?" Zuo Fang hung the jade pendant left by his mother outside the cradle: "I don't know where your jade pendant has gone, so I can only give her my uncle."

Zuo Rou crossed her legs and drank the soybean soup on her elbows. After hearing Zuo Fang's words, she sighed: "The boy's name is Xiandan. Song Xiandan."

Zuo Fang turned around and looked at her sister with a strange expression: "Is my brother-in-law so malicious to her son?"

"What do you think?" Zuo Rou smiled with her feet trembling, "Luckily she is a daughter."

"Oh... Speaking of brother-in-law, he is really a man. For you, you can actually go to Liao Kingdom to be a hostage." Zuo Fang sighed, "I can't do it if I want me."

"Qiaoyun is going to be the queen, so do you think I can go back to Chang'an directly?"

"Sister! Be more sensible!" Zuo Fang emphasized, "Don't cause trouble for your father and brother-in-law, you are also a mother."

Zuo Rou didn't care much: "Don't worry, I'll go there secretly."

"It's not possible to go secretly." Zuo Fang shook her head and said, "Don't delay my development in Chang'an."

Zuo Rou scratched her head: "You are in a lot of trouble."

"You are the one in trouble, okay?"

Zuo Rou gave birth to a child in the city's labor hospital. Another fruit planted by Song Beiyun and Miaoyan gradually grew up. The Ministry of Revenue's survey of Jinling City last year showed that even in the year of disaster, the mortality rate of young children reached the lowest level in history. In the original 100 newborns, nearly 50 died before the age of one year, and another twenty were lost after three years of service.

Since the birth of this labor hospital, the number of deaths of one hundred newborns in one year is less than three, and the subsequent observations are still underway, but due to systematic medical care, this number will not change too much, and the number of maternal deaths has changed from nearly 30% of the original one hundred to only one out of one hundred.
Chapter completed!