Today, the handover between the Song, Liao and Jin Kingdoms was finally completed, and the current model was maintained for the time being. Although Fo Baonu really wanted this Jin Shangjing, which had been renamed Huining, he could not exchange it at all.

Although this place can indeed be connected with the Dragon Rise Land of Liao, its practical significance is far less valuable than the three routes of the Central Plains. Without Huining, it will be sad. Without the Central Plains, the Liao Kingdom will have to go back to Baitou Mountain to catch pheasants.

But she actually knew in her heart that unless Song State is a soft persimmon, she would never agree to such a thing, so the only way was to temporarily put aside the dispute and Song State was in charge of Huining Mansion.

However, all the ports are under the jurisdiction of the Liao Kingdom, and these places are also the territory that Song Beiyun is jealous. However, if Harbin and the entire Arctic Circle are abandoned for these unformed ports, Song Beiyun believes that this is not worth the cost.

After all, there is no Soviet empire yet. To the north, except for some indigenous people, there are vast Siberian no-man's land. In the future, it will inevitably become a Far East resource center and lay a solid foundation for future development.

Due to the corruption problems of the Liao Kingdom before, Song Beiyun did not use any of the original officials of the Jin Kingdom, but directly allocated a large number of grassroots officials from Jinling and Chang'an, while some relatively important positions were diverted to deal with a series of local government affairs problems.

Of course, there are also some positions that are selected from the local area, such as public security positions. Many grassroots maintenance personnel have relatively no changes. The person in charge has undergone a major change and set up a security yamen to be responsible for the public security issues of Huining Mansion.

On this day, Mr. Zhu was still having fun with his friends in the restaurant in the city. Suddenly he heard a noise downstairs. He stepped forward and took a look and found that it was the former yamen servant who was walking upwards.

Mr. Zhu quickly smiled and looked like a host: "What wind has blown you, hurry up and sit down."

The man followed Mr. Zhu upstairs with a blue face, sat down at the banquet and slapped his sword on the table, but his face was cold but he didn't say anything.

"Dad Liu, what does this mean? Why are you looking like this?"

"You ask me? Don't you know what good things you did?" The man said coldly: "The master asked me to inform you and go to the police yamen to surrender within three days, and it will not be postponed."

Mr. Zhu's feet became soft and he almost fell to the ground. In surprise, he quickly stood up and asked, "Dad Liu, where are you playing?"

"How could I know that now this is no longer the world of the Jin Dynasty, but the world of the Song Dynasty. If the Song Dynasty wants to do you, would it be necessary to say hello to you?"

Mr. Zhu almost knelt down to him. These days he has always been cautious, not to mention not harming people as usual, and he doesn't even leave the door very much. The most common thing he does is to live a drunken life and die in a restaurant, without doing anything illegal.

"I know the matter. If you don't go tomorrow, don't blame the old brother for being sorry."

After saying that, the man lifted the knife and walked down, leaving him, leaving only Master Zhu sitting there and recalling carefully what he had done over the days.

Looking back, it seems that except for having an argument with a little white face with red lips and white teeth half a month ago, no matter how you look at the guy who is chirping, it doesn’t look like a powerful official.

Apart from that time, there was no trouble. At this time, he couldn't listen to the words of the people next to him who came up to comfort him. Anyway, he could only sit there and keep recalling what he did in the past.

At the same time, a team of Song soldiers were gathering outside. They were about to go to the surrounding mountains to suppress bandits. Due to the surrender of the Jin Kingdom, some of the old and young men and generals who were unwilling to hand over military power went directly to become bandits. In order to stabilize the region, the main task of the city defense soldiers during this period was to suppress bandits.

I don’t know where the soldiers got the people from. They looked quite ordinary, but every once in a while they would bring back a group of prisoners and a large number of confiscated weapons.

And whether they are in terms of efficiency or combat methods, most of them are unheard of by the enemy.

"You are too extravagant to use the Northern Navy to suppress bandits."

"This is not the Northern Navy before." Song Beiyun landed a chess piece on the chessboard: "This is the Beihai Army."

Zhao Xing was stunned for a moment: "What does it mean? Why don't I understand very much?"

"The Northern Navy is not a serious combat force, but an officer's force. Its main task is to transport command talents to all armies across the country. Now the New North Sea Army has been renamed Chang'an Military Academy, but the number of the Northern Navy is still retained. This is the new North Navy, also known as the North Sea Group Army. The entire north will be placed on them. To distinguish the division of the military regions of the east and south. The North Navy is no longer what you think of the North Navy."

Zhao Xing raised his eyebrows: "Is it necessary to form the South China Sea?"

"It's almost done." Song Beiyun stood up: "The case has been submitted to Jinling, and the approval has been given there, and the number will be dropped soon."

"I don't even know."

Song Beiyun was too lazy to scold him, but he always hit the gun. Fortunately, after saying this, Zhao Xing knew that he seemed to be looking for scolding again, so he quickly coughed twice as a cover-up.

Although the Northern Navy is newly formed, people are not newcomers. They are all elite soldiers here. Some of them are drawn by Chang'an's defense forces, part of them is drawn by the Eastern Navy, part of them is drawn by the inner guard forces of Jinling City, which is considered a convergence of elite troops from the three parties. These people are either rotated from the grassland battlefield, fought the war between the two Jins, or participated in garrison wars of all sizes, and were all elites who have been on the battlefield. Going to this shabby place to clean up a group of bandits, it can only be called the running-in period for them.

Watching teams of soldiers leaving the city every day, teams of soldiers entering the city at night, they soon won’t talk about bandits within a few hundred miles around. I’m afraid even rats will be caught. I’ve said before how many prisoners accumulated a lot of military merits, and in the future, it’s estimated that how many rats’ tails will be needed to change military merits.

Not enough, these things are some side plots, which are not that important. The most important thing is the upcoming summer festival in a few days.

This is not the first time that the emperors of the two countries have held a ceremony together, but it is the first time that the emperors of the two countries have held a ceremony together.

The symbolic meaning of this time is unprecedented, so the specifications of this summer festival are very high, so high that there will be no accidents. Even Zhao Xing must control his mouth well during this period, and he will never be able to see a cripple emperor.

As for Fo Baonu, she has been busy these days and has seen Song Beiyun much less often. But Han Qi doesn't know why she hasn't come again, but let this happen naturally. After all, Song Beiyun's philosophy is polite to describe it as subversive. The key is a little deep-rooted, which is called digging graves. It is natural for Han Qi to accept it, and there is no intention to blame him.

"About urban planning." Song Beiyun spread the map of Jinjing and touched his chin and said, "I plan to build a university town in Beicheng District to absorb students from the entire north, so I will build it according to the scale of Jinling College. The location adjacent to the university town is the factory area here, which separates industry and commerce, so that the main service target of this university town is the industrial area, so as to improve the competitiveness of the entire north."

“What’s the point of competing for this.”

Song Beiyun raised his eyelids and looked at Zhao Xing, and said with a smile: "Now the population of Song and Liao countries has been more than 140 million. With the uncounted and remote areas and surrounding immigrants, the population may double within ten years, and then it will double every thirty years. As long as peace and food are guaranteed, the population exceeds 100 million within a hundred years, are you afraid?"

Zhao Xing was silent for a long time: "I'm afraid I can't see it."

"It doesn't prevent you from seeing it. All plans in the future must be based on a century of unity, at least fifty years. You can't see it. Every generation must be corrected based on a large framework. There is no reference for the Song Dynasty and must be explored bit by bit, so all plans are now for the future."

Zhao Xing nodded slightly.

Song Beiyun glanced at him: "I know why there have been so many people who worked hard to manage themselves throughout the ages and died young. It's really too tired."

"Tired?" Zhao Xing asked with a smile: "Then let's take a break."

"As soon as my upper lip touches my lower lip, I can say it, and I just want to think about it. I can only sleep for two or three hours every day these days, and I am a recognized lazy person." Song Beiyun shook his head gently and said, "Life always takes an unexpected path inadvertently."

And just as they were chatting, someone came in outside to report it.

"Mr. Song, someone is coming to look for you outside."

"who?"

"A pretty woman, she refused to say that she would tell you to go out to meet her."

Zhao Xing looked at Song Beiyun with a strange expression: "Are you owing debts outside again?"

"Nonsense." Song Beiyun handed the map to Zhao Xing: "Even if there is really a romantic debt, how many people dare to find me in the face?"

However, Song Beiyun couldn't guess which pretty woman was coming to him. In his impression, there were really few women who dared to find him without signing up.

He walked out the door and as soon as he left the door, he saw a woman in red sitting on the copper lion at the lion's door. She held a sword in her hand and leaned against the dog-tail grass in her mouth, looking leisurely.

"Senior Brother!"

"I guess it was you."

Wuyou jumped off the stone lion: "Hehe, do you miss your junior sister?"

"Why are you not married yet?"

"I won't play with you anymore." Wuyou changed his face and said angrily: "The world is so big, I don't want to get married, and there are not many men I like."

"Okay, okay, why did you come to me?"

"I, this time I'm not running around." Wuyou pointed to the carriage not far away: "I brought people this time."

"Who? The beautiful little girl you met?"

"What do you think of?"

While he was talking, the curtain of the carriage slowly opened and an old face appeared inside. Song Beiyun was stunned for a long time, then blinked his eyes a few times, and didn't know what expression to use for a moment.

"You're still alive."

This is the first sentence Song Beiyun could say, but he quickly ate it and his head collapsed.

"After twelve years, you were as old as you left, and you are still alive now." Song Beiyun pointed at the old man: "I never expected it."

"Stop talking nonsense." The old man walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

Song Beiyun didn't dare to say anything, and followed him with his hands behind his back. When he walked past the guard, he cursed: "What are you looking at? What's so good about it?"

But those guards were not afraid of being scolded. Instead, they whispered happily after he left. After all, who had seen Song Beiyun look so cowardly? He was a man who dared to curse in front of the emperor, and now he acted like a son.

Walking into the inner room, the old man sat in the main seat, Wuyou stood beside him, and Song Beiyun stood in front of the hall and looked around: "Don't kneel down, we don't have this rule, right?"

"What? You are disappointed to see the old man still alive?"

"That's right, I didn't say that." Song Beiyun calculated by his fingers: "I was sixteen when you left. Now I'm twenty-eight, and you actually appeared again, and I couldn't feel emotionally relieved."

That being said, Song Beiyun was still very excited because this person was not someone else, and he was a teacher. In fact, it was 80% thanks to him. Moreover, the two of them have done bad things together since the beginning of the past, whether it was stealing autopsy or simulating national alternation, it was all about beheading.

Now that I think about it, I really miss it a little.

Moreover, when he left the book, he was as old as a piece of rag. Song Beiyun was once disrespectful and thought that he would be like an old cat who had been raised at home for many years, before he died.

But who would have thought that... the old man came back twelve years later and appeared in front of him like that ragged rag, but he had no intention of dying at all.

"Who?"

At this time, Zhao Xing leaned over from outside and looked around inside, looked at the old man on the seat and looked at Song Beiyun.

"This is?"

"My master..."

Zhao Xing raised his hand for a long time but only said: "It's okay, I'm going to play."

"Ah you..."

Seeing that Zhao Xing was so unrighteous, he had nothing to say. He just coughed and asked, "Old man, have you eaten?"

"Braised prawns, stewed elbows, mozzarella duck, stuffed meat, and a pot of wine."

The old man was not polite to Song Beiyun at all. He opened his mouth and ordered the dishes. Song Beiyun turned around and went out to give orders to the kitchen. When he came in again, he saw Wuyou had already stepped down, leaving only the old man sitting there.

"I'll come this time."
Chapter completed!