A year has passed in a flash. Zhao Xing’s last time came and left was a year ago.

It seems that when people reach a certain age, their days will be faster. They don’t realize that they are in the capital. They sway and end the day, but when they come to Haizhou Port again, they can realize that time has passed.

At this time last year, the port was covered with dust and the sound of ramming the ground was endless all night, but at this time this year, a new city was rising from the ground.

“Time flies so fast.”

Zhao Xing sighed, raised his hand and pointed it into the distance: "Where is that?"

“That’s a lighthouse.”

"Let's go! Take me to have a look."

Song Beiyun looked back at Yan Shu and Zi Shibu. When he saw their appearance, he wanted to go and see them. Since that's the case, go and take a look.

The group came to the lighthouse and looked up and were all amazed. When they were far away, they only felt that this place stood out from the crowd, but they never thought it was so tall and so big, just like the legendary Dinghai Ding Hai needle, which penetrated the majesty of the sea.

He walked around the lighthouse and walked for more than ten minutes before he arrived at the top of the lighthouse. Zi Shibu leaned against the wall and looked pale, but he didn't dare to look down. Zhao Xing opened his hand in the fierce sea breeze and shouted happily.

"Comfortable! I feel the vastness of the world, and no matter what river or river, it is as good as the vast sea."

Yan Shu stood there but did not look at the sea, but looked at the Haizhou Port on his back, not... It is now called Lianyun Port, the first port of the Song Dynasty.

The port area, which was originally just a small area, has now been extending outward, extending to the other end of the mountain, and even the boundary cannot be seen.

Compared with other places, the appearance of this place seems to be a city that comes from another world that no one has ever imagined.

"I'm free here, so I'm thinking about the novels written by scholars." Song Beiyun walked to Yan Shu and put them on his shoulder: "I found that there was a problem, and this problem must be something that restricts thoughts in the future."

"You are just reading idle books, but you are talking about what you thought of."

Song Beiyun held the railing and looked at Lianyungang under his feet: "Do you think the future will be better or the past will be better."

“Nature is the future.”

"Yes, I think too." Song Beiyun laughed: "The future hides stories that we have never thought of."

"What are you going to say?"

Song Beiyun was silent for a moment: "We still did not give the people confidence. We need an unprecedented war, a war we won a complete war."

"How do you say it? You guy who always says peace would actually say this."

"You have read those idle books. There are many types, but they all have a consensus. In myths, magic weapons are good from thousands of years ago. In interesting stories, officials are good from the previous Tang Dynasty. In biography, everyone from all walks of life is good from the predecessors. Even his mother's random miscellaneous notes talk about how advanced they were before, but they are lost."

Yan Shu laughed: "You have to care about this even? You are too aggressive."

"Smile again, think carefully about why this happens, and you can still laugh?" Song Beiyun patted the railing: "Indeed, I miss the human feelings in the past, but beauty must be in the future. If I don't look forward, this nation will lose its imagination. Losing imagination is a terrible thing. This is something in thought and needs to be guided by you."

"What do we mean..."

"It's just someone who thinks about people all day long." Song Beiyun sighed: "Nothing in the world can reach the top in one step. Now all technologies are based on countless people's exploration of existing laws. Just like casting technology, the current casting technology can already create fish scale iron armor with exactly the same specifications, but the fish scale armor can no longer withstand the impact of the musket, and it has been eliminated. Can you say that the casting technology thirty years ago is better than now? These things need to be guided by you, and you must instill these things into the people bit by bit."

"Oh... that's true." Yan Shu chuckled: "The current market is really bad, and I have heard of it. Many people are actually missing that era when they can't eat enough."

At this time, Zhao Xing came up and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Talking about monkeys." Song Beiyun said angrily.

However, Yan Shu told Zhao Xing what was originally happening. After hearing this, Zhao Xing laughed: "I ask you, twenty years ago, you were a person who was lying at home and waiting to die, and could become officials by lying around. And today twenty years later, you have to compete with those dirty things you look down on, and you may not be able to compete. Will you miss the past?"

Song Beiyun turned his head and looked at Zhao Xing: "Hey, what you said has opened up my thinking."

"I have seen too many such people. I have complained to my grandfather all day long, saying that it is not good here now, but to put it bluntly, it is just bad for them. I say a thousand and ten thousand, but they can't get ready-made ones, and it's not full." Zhao Xing pinched a crack with his index finger and thumb: "These people are stacked together, there are only so many. I don't know what you are worried about."

When Song Beiyun heard Zhao Xing say this, he suddenly felt enlightened, but he still had doubts in his heart: "But they can influence a large number of people."

"It's all idle people, and only idle people will gather together to think about these things." Zhao Xing shook his sleeves: "A group of idle people who are useless and unwilling to accept it. How can I not know what the people like?"

"What do the people like?"

"I like money!" Zhao Xing laughed: "Who has the skill to get involved with those people? You don't know how difficult the exam is now and how tiring it is to make money. They are flowers that attract bees and butterflies, and they are just a pile of cow shit, attracting flies."

Song Beiyun hugged his arms: "But they can still influence many people."

"It's an impact." Zhao Xing touched his chin and said, "There is no need for me to teach you the truth that the water is so clear that there is no fish. No matter how clean the place is, you have to have a cesspool. Just use them to help me sift out that part of the waste."

"How do you sift?"

At this time, Yan Shu was so happy: "In fact, the exams in Jinling have been constantly reforming over the years, but you are not here, so you don't know. Now, both liberal arts and science subjects have to take the exam, which is the previous policy and discussion. Anyone who opens his mouth and imitates the ancients and sages, although one-size-fits-all is a bit cruel, most of these people have no talent. This is a direct score of zero, except for the full score of other subjects, otherwise they will definitely die."

"Ye...you turtle grandchildren."

Song Beiyun smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Now it seemed that his worries were unnecessary, but he was not embarrassed because he knew that the thoughts he had set off had already bloomed.

After thinking that he didn't have to worry about so many things anymore, Song Beiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Shu continued: "Now, 40% of the officials without backgrounds have reached, and as the older generation gradually retreats, their proportion is still increasing. There are some things you no longer need to worry about."

"In other words, my thoughts and thoughts are no longer the latest?"

"It's still very new, but it can't catch up with the trend." Zhao Xing said with a smile: "You said that there are talents in the country and generation, and a Song Beiyun cannot change the sky or the earth."

Song Beiyun looked at the distance with a smile: "It's a good thing."

None of the three of them spoke, because although the era represented by Song Beiyun had not passed, they no longer always rely on Song Beiyun to divine the era. Now more and more people are seriously on the stage and dancing on it.

"Your students have now set up a school in Jinling City to study social disadvantages. Many times, because their information is newer than you, the results they get are almost the same as yours." Yan Shu said: "The problem you asked just now has been solved for half a year."

"Then you still pretend not to know? Dog stuff."

"Aren't you afraid you will be lost?"

"What's so disappointing about this? This is a happy thing, a very happy thing." Song Beiyun slapped the railing hard: "There are a million Song Beiyuns, and now the aircraft carrier is launched!"

Zhao Xing laughed and said, "You don't even look at your own virtues. If you have one million you, the country will be in chaos."

Song Beiyun was too lazy to argue with him, so he just continued to ask: "I saw that Zhao Xiang was also brought by you just now. You are really good at his physical condition."

Yan Shu pursed his lips and brewed for a long time before he spoke: "Actually... his father-in-law may not have much time."

Song Beiyun was stunned: "What do you say?"

Yan Shu told Zhao Xiang about the situation. When he left Jinling a few years ago, Zhao Xiang's thinking was still very clear and he could take care of himself in most of his life. Now... he is already confused and can no longer recognize many people. Moreover, he cannot do without personal care around him. He can't take care of himself even if he eats, drinks, defecation and urination.

Song Beiyun was silent for a moment, his eyes and expression slowly subsided, and he said softly: "He is waiting for me to give him an explanation."

"What explanation?" Yan Shu asked curiously.

"The secret between the two generations of mentors in the Song Dynasty."

"You really look down on yourself." Zhao Xing interrupted, "You are also a squeezer. How bad is Da Song so that you can squeez him."

Song Beiyun didn't say anything, Yan Shu didn't say anything, and Zhao Xing couldn't even speak anymore. He smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "Thank you."

The wind was strong on the lighthouse. A huge cargo ship slowly entered the port in the distance, bringing cargo from afar and the cheers of sailors. Song Beiyun looked for a while and said softly: "Go down."

The next morning, Song Beiyun came to find Yan Shu, and he checked Zhao Xiang's situation.

How to say it, the real oil is exhausted and the lamp is exhausted, which is completely different from the poor health of Miaoyan. Zhao Xiang is the real life that has come to an end, and birth, old age, sickness and death are powerless to return to heaven.

"I'll do it."

Song Beiyun took the wheelchair from Yan Shu: "I'll take Zhao Xiang out for a walk."

Pushing an old man who was about to die, his thinness made people unable to see that he was the prime minister who once struggled to pull the broken Song Dynasty and did not let it fall apart.

When asked if he wanted to eat, he would always shake his head, even if he drank water, he would just drink a little.

Walking on the streets of Lianyungang, Song Beiyun suddenly cleared his throat: "Secretary Zhao, my subordinates are here to report to you."

Zhao Xiang paused, but did not move much. Song Beiyun pointed to a huge building not far away and said, "Then is the steel plant that has just been completed. This is the largest steel plant in the Song Dynasty so far. The annual output of this steel plant alone is more than five times that of the steel production five years ago."

I don’t know if Zhao Xiang heard it, but he nodded vaguely. Song Beiyun continued to push him on this crisscrossing road: "Before is this paper mill and cement factory. You know, cement is something that replaces stone rotation. With it, Song Dynasty can build taller buildings and stronger cities."

Song Beiyun said, pointing the surrounding buildings to Zhao Xiang. Seeing the huge buildings he had never seen in his life, there seemed to be light in Zhao Xiang's eyes.

"Zhao Xiang, there is the cafeteria ahead. Nearly 100,000 people in the port will eat in several such cafeterias every day. I'll push you in and take a look."

He pushed Zhao Xiang into the cafeteria and came to a steaming basket of steaming buns. Zhao Xiang actually pointed at him. Song Beiyun quickly took one and placed it in front of him, but Zhao Xiang stubbornly wanted to use his hands to get it.

"It's white flour, with cabbage and meat inside." Song Beiyun squatted in front of Zhao Xiang and broke the buns apart: "Look."

Zhao Xiang stared at the bun for a while, stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he had used all his strength to pick up half of the bun in Song Beiyun's hand and fed it to his mouth with difficulty.

Seeing his appearance, Song Beiyun sighed and stood up and couldn't bear to look at him.

I could only see him taking a hard bite and holding the remaining half tightly in his hand, regardless of the oil and water on his hands.

"Zhao Xiang, I don't know how to describe the appearance of the prosperous times, but I know that you have your standards in your heart."

Song Beiyun continued to push him forward. When he walked through a small park, there were many early people wandering around inside, and some small vendors were selling items. Zhao Xiang looked at it for a long time.

Finally, Song Beiyun brought him to the shipyard. The huge Song Dynasty flagship No. 2 was in the final assembly stage. The thick keel wrapped in brass and the parts that were shining with metallic luster were extremely harmonious with the giant ship.

Zhao Xiang looked at the ship for half an hour, then turned his head to look at Song Beiyun beside him, raised his finger and pointed.

"Arranging it for you now!"

Soon, a training ship was driven out of the dock. Although this ship was not as good as a flagship, it was also a 6,500-ton sail battleship. Generally, it was used as a technical verification of substitute flagships and battleships, and it would not be driven out at any time.

But today, after Song Beiyun's order, the substitute flagship led the second fleet to Qianfan fleet in line in the port.

"The Second Fleet of the Song Dynasty, the ships are completed, waiting for inspection!"

Song Beiyun squatted beside Zhao Xiang: "Prime Minister, please review."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "Welcome the Prime Minister on board!"
Chapter completed!