"Want to join the Academy of Social Sciences?"

Jin Ling'er couldn't help laughing when she heard the request of the Persian cat. She shook her head gently and said, "It's not that I won't help you, this matter is no longer difficult to deal with, but what I said doesn't count at all."

"Yes...but you are the eldest princess."

"Even the emperor has to think twice before doing this." Jin Ling'er finished laughing and slowly returned to her dignified appearance: "There is only one person in that place who can keep his word."

"Then may I ask His Highness the Princess..."

"Song Beiyun, go find him." Jin Ling'er made a prank appropriately: "I just don't know if he will agree."

The Persian cat suddenly became silent. Although he had a premonition that the place must be related to Song Beiyun, he did not expect that only he was holding the key.

"But Your Highness, he is your son-in-law."

"No." Jin Ling'er immediately retorted: "I married him, and he is not the prince-consort. I am now the Song Zhao family."

Although it sounds the same, the meaning is completely different. The princess is called the royal family. However, a person like Song Beiyun is not a son-in-law who can be a son-in-law. He used extremely complicated operations to erase his identity as a son-in-law. Although this place is the Princess' Mansion, it is actually not Song Beiyun's mansion. Song Beiyun's mansion is on Zhuque Street in front of the city. It is just because the princess's mansion is convenient for female relatives such as Guanyinnu, etc., otherwise even Jin Ling'er would have to live on Zhuque Street.

When he heard Jin Ling'er say this, the Persian cat seemed unwilling to give up, and Chuchu begged pitifully: "Can't you really think of a solution for me?"

Although Jin Ling'er looks dignified now, she just looks like this guy is still the witch who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

Seeing this Persian cat so persistent, she immediately knew that there must be something wrong with it, so she asked, "Then tell me why you want to go there."

His Highness, the most prestigious eldest princess in the Song Empire, asked a question. How could she dare to hide it, a poor little girl who came to hug her thighs outside, so she told Jin Ling'er the reason why she wanted to go to the Academy of Social Sciences.

But the Persian cat is not stupid either. She has hidden all the parts she cannot say, just highlighting her desire for knowledge and wanting to gain more knowledge, that's all.

"Oh, so that's how it is." Jin Ling'er smiled, and then said softly after making a bend tone: "He will be back in two months. You might as well tell him personally."

Butterfly remained silent for a long time: "He will not agree."

"Then you can use your charm skills to help me try him. Whether it is successful or not, I will not blame you."

This is a typical fear that the world will not be in chaos. It is indeed something that Jin Ling'er can do. She has been a torture master since she was young.

"But you have to keep it secret." Jin Ling'er shook her fingers: "If you talk nonsense, I will pull out your tongue."

"knew……"

Song Beiyun, who was kept in the dark, is now drawing a new general orientation map at home based on rough memory and existing sea charts, because only by determining the location of the Strait of Malacca.

Because as long as you find the exact location of the Strait of Malacca, it will become a very simple thing to lead to Africa, the Mediterranean, the Atlantic Ocean or Australia.

The beginning of the maritime power era is not enough to rely on one America alone, and there is also a possible hostile Europe on this side. Anyway, it is more cost-effective to set up cannons in their ports before they get up.

Before there was a train, the army was inefficient and far less efficient than the navy.

"Talk about it, I am a person on vacation, and I am a little busier than others."

Song Beiyun put down the ink pen for drawing and looked back at Yusheng: "I didn't expect you to come here."

"Well, the grand dynasty meeting on January 1st is now November, so I simply set off some days in advance and come and see you." Yusheng smiled and said, "Not everyone doesn't have to go to the grand dynasty meeting like you."

"If I don't go, they will beg for it." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "As long as you can't see Song Beiyun, everything will be fine."

Yusheng laughed: "By the way, my mother asked me to bring you some winter clothes and cotton pants, so you can try it quickly."

"No need to wear cotton pants..."

"Mother said that you are in the north and it is cold and it is always right to wear more clothes. And you have to wear children even if you don't wear them, and the little doll is not resistant to freezing."

Yusheng said that, and dragged the box to Song Beiyun. After opening it, it was filled with cotton jackets, cotton pants and cashmere socks. A thick box looked so hot that it looked unbearable.

"You put on your mother's wishes." Yusheng said with a smile: "There is probably only mother left in the world. No matter whether you are a great minister or a rich man, she thinks you are cold, you are cold."

"Hahaha, that's the reason." Song Beiyun smiled and stood up: "Let's go, let's drink outside."

Yusheng and Song Beiyun were walking on the wide road of Lianyungang. This place has become the core city that is both south and north, and the scale of the factory is even better than that of Chang'an.

"Why do you think you're going to take a vacation suddenly?"

"Actually, it's not a sudden moment. I thought about it for a long time." Song Beiyun walked with Yu Sheng with his hands behind his back: "I must have a break for this fake. First, I want to reduce my presence. Second, I want to observe the recent trends at home and abroad. If there is something happening in my hands every day, my eyes are like blind and I can't see the general plan for the future."

"This is a good thing, I can accompany my mother by the way."

"Yes." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "And I also want to re-arrange the industrial structure of Chang'an. I want to connect the telephone poles from Chang'an to Lianyungang."

Yusheng asked curiously: "Can you do it?"

"Take it slow." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Aren't we still young?"

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the cafeteria and said, "This is the second cafeteria. The small stove in the second cafeteria tastes very good. The chef is from our Huizhou. You must like the taste."

Yusheng laughed: "I don't pick on it now."

If you want to talk about Yu Sheng, he is now serving as the Chang'an Supervisor, which is the original position of Song Beiyun, and is considered a chief rank. However, Song Beiyun theoretically has no official position and only retains the official rank, but... he may be the only one looking around the world, the shadow emperor.

And recently, because of his godson, Song Ping, the son of Nasi, Song Ping has now become the Khan King of the North and South Grasslands. In order to win the support of Song State, he also designated his godfather, Song Beiyun, as the Khan King, which translates into Chinese as the Kaiming Khan.

This Han position was recognized by the two grasslands in the north and south at the same time, which was outrageous...

So how to say it, Song Beiyun is not only the shadow emperor of the Song Dynasty, but also the father of the prince of the Liao Kingdom, but also the great khan of the grassland. Anyway, there are more and more identities. No matter whether it is useful or not, the matter is all here, and the titles are all given by others.

I ordered a few Huizhou side dishes on the third floor of the canteen and served a pot of Huikou wine. Song Beiyun got up and poured a glass of wine for Yusheng: "Talk, why don't you take a concubine, Brother Yusheng?"

"The proposal I proposed at this grand dynasty meeting is to abolish the concubine system and the equality of household registration system. Do you want me to take a concubine?"

"Sneaky." Song Beiyun whispered: "How can this be fucking public?"

"No." Yu Sheng patted Song Beiyun's forehead: "Don't expect to drag me into the water."

"It's not this. Your Kuang family is waiting for you. Besides, how many nests can Guanyin slaves give birth to a year is not enough to see."

"You, you, you, I'll tell you, don't mention this in front of Guanyin slave." Yu Sheng shook his head and said, "I don't care about this matter. Let's do it again."

"But this matter of equal household registration is probably difficult to deal with." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "I have already cut so much meat from those masters. If this is passed, it will be a real grave digging, and they will not be willing to."

"You have to be willing to do it, and if you don't want to do it, let them agree." Yu Sheng lowered his eyelids: "They can't help but refuse. The days of eating human flesh and drinking human blood are over. Besides, you have ignored government affairs in the past two years and are not very clear about some things. The system of low-ranking and fame was abolished in September last year, leaving only the system of fame. Now it's time for the reform of the system of fame."

Song Beiyun whispered for a long time: "Then go and do it. If not, just use me as a shield. If not, Zhao Xing will still be there, let him take it."

Yu Sheng shook his head and said, "The old and the young master dare not do anything. Now half of the new officials in the court are not the children of aristocratic families."

"Isn't there half of it? Just be careful. No matter what, those children of aristocratic families will definitely have more advantages in taking the exam, and they will attack you." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Don't get demoted to Qiongzhou at that time."

"Qiongzhou is not a remote area. Now the other end of Qiongzhou has been developing due to the Luzon trade." Yu Sheng shook his head and said, "By the way, guess who went to Chang'an a few days ago."

"who?"

"The young master of the Wang family, he has now married into the Kong family in Shandong and married the lady of the Kong family. The surname is Kong with a legitimate surname." Yusheng pursed his lips, and there was a sense of disdain in his words: "He went to Chang'an to visit you, saying that you, Song Beiyun, are his only close friend to lend a helping hand in the face of danger."

"What happened later?"

"There was no more later. Guanyinnu told me that he happened to meet Zuo Rou when he visited."

Song Beiyun slapped the table and laughed: "There is such a wonderful plot?"

"Yeah." Yusheng nodded: "Guanyinnu said that the atmosphere was extremely awkward at that time, and he was also frightened by Zuo Rou, who was dressed in military uniform."

"What after?"

"He left after that, and said that if you go back, he would ask someone to inform him that he would go to Chang'an in person to be drunk with you."

Song Beiyun leaned on the chair and sighed: "But after this holiday, I may also have to go back to Jinling."

"Oh? Why?"

"Hongwenguan, Hongwenguan's five-year agreement, I'm going back to start the lecture." Song Beiyun pointed his head: "The promise I made five years ago has to give an explanation to the world now, right? Of course, I have to go back and report the results."—
Chapter completed!