855, January 15, 10th

"The editors have gone through more than 3,000 people, but they have only completed less than 40%.

Beipo’s complaint sounds so great to Song Beiyun, because the number of words in just a few dictionaries is almost as many as thirty times that of school beauties. If you write it alone, three thousand people don’t have to spend much time. But the problem is that it still needs to be verified. Sometimes, for the sake of the allusion and source of a word, you may have to go to a remote place to verify and verify it. The dictionary is even more complicated, especially in areas like the south where there are ten miles of different pronunciations. Many dialects do not even have a single word expression, and they need to be created and sorted out.

Anyway, in order to implement the purpose of "organizing is not deletion, integrating is not erasure", there are too many troubles. When promoting the voice simultaneously, the resistance encountered is even greater. Even if the country is behind the scenes, there are still many people who disagree with it, thinking that this thing is harming their descendants. In the end, it is necessary to let the local government conduct semi-compulsory learning before barely carrying out.

"Thank you for your hard work." Song Beiyun said indifferently: "But Brother Beipo, I see all your greed. You must have a share of your reputation in history."

Leaving a name in history is not a slogan. This is the ultimate pursuit of the scholars and officials of this era. Moreover, the name in history is not something that has been mentioned in history books, but will appear in the classes, test papers, and exams in the future, and make these ** boys scratch their heads with short answer questions, multiple-choice questions, fill-in-the-blank questions, etc.

This is called leaving a name in history, this is a person's ultimate dream.

Beipo laughed heartily, took a big sip of water and looked up at Tianwai: "I don't know if this life can be completed."

"Then speed up." Song Beiyun calculated roughly: "There are still forty years left in this life, and forty years should be no problem."

"Well, hope so."

Beipo smiled and said, "Oh, by the way. You didn't even come when I got married."

"Hey, you don't know how busy I am yet. I'm running around non-stop, from Chang'an to Lianyungang, from Lianyungang to Jinjing, I can't go home all year round."

"What's Beiyun going to do when he comes back this time?"

"It is for use in Hongguan Propaganda Institute."

"It's easy to say." Beipo took out a small notebook with him and flipped through it: "You set a date, and I'll let others move the time a little."

"You can do the rest in just one or two days. You can't make you too embarrassed anyway."

"Don't make things difficult, that means two days later, someone will borrow it that day, but it can be done evenly."

"Well, thank you then."

Beipo is now a Hanlin Academy. Although he does not have a real position, he receives a salary of 3. In addition, he majors in the country's important rituals, so he is vaguely a person like an altar leader in this Jinling City, and his words are very effective.

If you want to promote lecture notes in Hongguan, you have to nod to count it. Although he is a void official, his influence is really very high.

So it is really not a big problem to help Song Beiyun arrange a lecture. Even if it has been booked, it is not a big problem to let someone move it.

The two chatted for a whole morning. Beipo originally planned to keep Song Beiyun for dinner, but in the end, Song Beiyun had to rush to the palace again because of the summoning in the palace.

When he entered the palace, a guard immediately led him to Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing was sitting in the side hall with a table of dishes in front of him, while Yan Shu looked down at something.

"Why did the turtle grandson come?"

"I went to the place to give a speech, and I asked you to eat first."

Song Beiyun sat down and took a book next to Yan Shu and turned a few pages: "Is the sentence changed? Isn't this detention the same as labor reform?"

"Does it mean?" Yan Shu raised his head and smiled slightly, with a strange light appearing in his eyes: "Look carefully."

Song Beiyun looked carefully at the detailed terms below, and there was an additional explanation above that labor reform theoretically dismissed criminals to the extreme north and the coldest places in the north, while detention was to carry out forced labor on the spot.

"It's bad that you guys are bad." Song Beiyun muttered: "I went to cut down trees for the Siberians."

Seeing these changed laws and laws, Song Beiyun frowned: "Do you understand what the concept of abolishing the lifelong system? Even the emperor has no lifelong system."

"Yes." Zhao Xing picked up a cabbage and put it in his mouth: "Just as you said, he retired at the age of 60. Will he pass it on to his son? If he doesn't have a son, he will naturally abdicate himself."

"Will the world be in trouble?" Song Beiyun slapped the table: "What should you do if you ask those old ministers to do?"

"Of course I changed my surname, but I don't think it's okay if I don't change it, but I'm afraid the Zong family will make trouble, so take it slowly." Zhao Xing said after pondering for a moment: "I think the ideal range is that the emperor has been the most for twenty years. The emperor who has been in power for more than twenty years is particularly prone to being a fool."

After saying that, he added: "You can't be too old. If you get into the position at the age of sixty or seventy, you're dizzy and you're good at working for ten years, but you're probably not able to withstand it for twenty years. It's best to be in your forties, you're also a strong and smart person, and you can keep your energy and be enterprising."

"Okay, okay, what's the point of saying these nonsense at this time?"

Song Beiyun picked up the chopsticks, then raised his head in surprise: "It's all vegetables? There's not a piece of meat?"

Zhao Xing stuffed a piece of winter melon into his mouth with a bitter face: "Don't talk nonsense, just eat it."

Song Beiyun pursed his lips and looked at Zhao Xing: "Okay, you have committed your own evil, don't implicate me."

At this time, Yan Shu slowly raised his head and handed a manuscript to Song Beiyun: "I have read the manuscript of the preaching, and there is no place to be revised. But now that you are pushing vernacular, you'd better write it in vernacular."

Song Beiyun was suddenly a little dazed. The thing written by a time traveler was asked by the indigenous people to use vernacular language. What is this?

However, since I have to write it in vernacular, it is necessary to make a big change. Song Beiyun took over the manuscript and nodded: "The task of the first decade has been basically completed, have the basic national policy of the second decade been decided?"

"Population, grain and steel, these three indicators are the top priority." Yan Shu gently tapped the table: "In the next ten years, the population will double, the grain output will increase ten times, and the steel output will increase ten times. Can it be achieved?"

"It should be no big problem." Song Beiyun rolled up his sleeves and added a sentence after the three indicators: "The number of schools has increased ten times."

Yan Shu frowned and looked for a long time before speaking, "Is it a bit too much for ten times?"

"How much?" Song Beiyun smiled: "Not many, but too few. Lay the foundation when there are fewer people, and you don't have to spend a lot of effort to cover it in the future."

At this time, Zhao Xing pounded the table in dissatisfaction: "It's rare to get together once a year, don't just come up and talk about business."

"Don't talk about business." Song Beiyun knocked the winter melon soup bowl in front of him with chopsticks: "Eat this?"

"Then what do you think? I can only eat this now."

"Forget it." Song Beiyun stood up: "You eat first. Let's go, Yan Shu, the old place."

Yan Shu coughed, stood up and bowed to Zhao Xing, turned around and trotted out with Song Beiyun.

"Come back! You two evil beasts!"

Zhao Xing shouted in despair, but the two of them gradually drifted apart. Zhao Xing followed their steps with crutches.
Chapter completed!