"Hey, your heart is really wild."

Song Beiyun hugged the face of Miao Yan and kissed her regardless of her dodging, then got up and said: "Okay, let's not mix the affairs of the White Lotus Sect, there is no benefit for the cult to mix in." By the way, engineering guy, I want to restore the metric unit now, do you have any good ideas? ”

"Why not? The White Lotus Sect has been a very large force since ancient times, and if it can be controlled, it will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort. ”

Song Beiyun faced the ambitious Miss Chicken King, he just hugged her from behind and whispered: "Once the boat capsizes, none of the people on the boat will survive." ”

Miao Yan turned his head sideways and glanced at Song Beiyun: "Anyway, if you don't agree, then forget about it." In the general direction, I am only responsible for giving you advice, and you are in charge. ”

"Good." Song Beiyun smiled and rubbed her lower abdomen: "Are you full?" ”

"Take advantage of it, take advantage of it, and it's fake." Miao Yan leaned back naturally: "Your hands are hot, and they are still very comfortable." ”

"Then I'll be a warm baby for you, what reward does Miss Miaoyan have?"

"No, fix it yourself." Miao Yan smiled and twisted Song Beiyun's nose, then turned around and asked, "Then what are you going to do with that White Lotus Sect leader?" ”

In fact, Song Beiyun still hasn't thought about how to deal with that person, he doesn't actually have too many forward-looking plans, most of the time he takes one step at a time, as for what to do, it depends on what benefits that person can bring to Song Beiyun tomorrow.

If the benefits are enough, it is not impossible to avoid his capital crime, if there is no benefit, Song Beiyun really has not seen Ling Chi, the torture that has been regarded as the supreme masterpiece by countless people in the ancient punishment, it must be very interesting.

"Okay, anyway, I think it's better for you to be a little forward-looking, and you can't always take one step at a time." As Miao Yan spoke, he hugged Song Beiyun's neck: "Skip the matter of the White Lotus Sect, what did you tell me just now?" ”

"It's just about the metric unit, I really can't think of what to do with this."

"Are you a chemistry boss or not? You ask me about this? Miao Yan looked at Song Beiyun in surprise: "But what do you want this for?" Wouldn't it be nice to design your own unit? ”

Song Beiyun thought for a while, shook his head lightly and said: "How can I have a perfect system of ISO units that I set at will, in the past, I made all kinds of things in rough proportions, and I didn't need to be too precise, but in the future, more and more industries need accurate measurements, and these units of meters, liters, and seconds are necessary." ”

"Again, the unit of length is the most basic unit, so there are several more feasible ways to do it. One is the displacement of the sun and the other is the standard atmospheric pressure mercury column. Personally, I recommend the mercury method, which is relatively simple, as long as you level it, then write down the relevant data, and take the average value after many comparisons, you can reach an approximate value. ”

When Song Beiyun heard this, he immediately patted his head: "That's right!" WATER SURFACE LEVELING METHOD, MERCURY 760MM, MULTIPLE AVERAGES AND THEN LINE FOLDING METHOD TO FIND FOUR EQUAL PARTS, EIGHT EQUAL PARTS. The altitude of Nanjing seems to be more than ten or twenty meters, and the altitude can be ignored if you find a low-lying land. ”

"I'll do the calculation for you, it's just the decimal system, isn't there a metric unit?" Miao Yan smiled and said, "For you, sealing glass and mercury are not a problem, right?" At zero degrees, you can use an ice-water mixture, and the hanging line is leveled. The Torrician mercury test, averaged from 40 to 60 times, accurate to less than millimeters. ”

Song Beiyun excitedly held Miao Yan and kissed him several times, and his delicate face was sucked out of a red mark, Miao Yan did not dodge, but enjoyed such a hard hug and kiss very much, and even couldn't help hugging Song Beiyun with his backhand.

"You actually like to be held by me, don't you?" Song Beiyun looked down at Miaoyan's eyes: "You are very insecure." ”

"Hmm......" Miaoyan chuckled, "You have to protect me." ”

"Don't worry." Song Beiyun came to her: "In your life, I will cover it." ”

After saying that, he lightly touched Miaoyan's lips, she didn't resist, and then he began to inch in, the room was chattering, if outsiders heard it, it would be really unbearable, but this feeling can be said to be the ultimate enjoyment for the parties.

But fortunately, Miss Chicken King was calm enough, and she gently pushed Song Beiyun away when she was about to lose control of herself: "You should go to run errands, come and live here at night, and I'll leave a light for you." I'll move things over in a few days.,As for Zuo Rou or something.,Live here.,I'll be accompanied by someone to be lively.,And I don't think pretty can always follow the princess as a follower.,She should be trained systematically.,Appear"

Song Beiyun reluctantly withdrew his hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it: "Sweet and greasy fragrance." ”

"Die!" Miao Yan rolled his eyes and bit Song Beiyun: "Go and do your business." ”

Song Beiyun left the small mansion and went straight to Honglu Temple, he still had a letter handed over to him by the Queen Mother to the king of the Southern Courtyard, and he had to take this opportunity to negotiate with the king of the Southern Courtyard about the national letter, otherwise it would be like 21 articles, and it would be really difficult to explain to Zhao Xing.

When he came to Honglu Temple, he wanted to see the king of the southern courtyard as he was, and he only needed the consent of the prince himself, and he didn't need to inform the Honglu Temple at all, so Song Beiyun soon met the king of the southern courtyard.

When he saw the Queen Mother's Jin Lang, he was teaching his daughter to write Chinese characters, and the girl's handwriting was as if she had a broken hand, and the pig crawling dog bit it was unbearable, but Song Beiyun was obviously not interested in this, so he just smiled and said to the king of the Southern Courtyard: "Lord Jin An Wanfu." ”

"What's going on?"

"Hmm......" Song Beiyun glanced at the county lord of Liaoguo who was doing his homework next to him: "This?" ”

The king of the Southern Courtyard nodded: "Go to the side." ”

The two came to a hut, and Song Beiyun first handed over the letter from the Queen Mother to him: "This is the letter from the Queen Mother, you can take it." ”

"Hmm......" The prince of Liao took the letter into his arms, turned his head and glanced at Song Beiyun: "There is still something?" ”

"It's not a big deal." Song Beiyun sat down: "Lord, I gave you an explanation, I gave an explanation to the Queen Mother, and now I should also give an explanation to the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty." ”

The king of the southern courtyard lowered his eyelids: "You talk to this king?" ”

"If I am an envoy of the Imperial City, I am not qualified. But what if I represent the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty? Don't forget, Lord Wang, I'm still a chap, and I am still and now. Explanations always have to be given. ”

The king of the Southern Courtyard glanced down at Song Beiyun and chuckled: "What about the national book? ”

Song Beiyun chuckled lightly and took out another thing from his arms: "The national letter of the prince was inadvertently damaged by my country's official family before, this is a copy, the prince will see if it is the original?" ”

The king of the Southern Courtyard picked up the national letter and flipped through it, but after looking around, he frowned, this national letter was not the same thing as the one he handed in before, and the terms on it had long been unrecognizable. However, Rao still read these revised terms carefully.

found that it was almost the same as the bottom limit that he could accept, which made him look up at Song Beiyun in shock, but before he could speak, Song Beiyun spoke first: "If the prince confirms that it is correct, he will sign it, and I will take it back and pay the errand." ”

"You ......"

"Lord Wang?" Song Beiyun squinted at the king of the Southern Courtyard: "How?" ”

His eyes, his expression management, etc., all made the king of the Southern Courtyard want to punch over, but the secrets of his splashing are in his hands, and he has also become the only link between himself and Yu'er, he can't say hard words at all, he can only chuckle: "Da Song is a hero in the end, I underestimated it." ”

After speaking, he took the pen and signed his name at the place where the national letter was signed and pressed the golden seal of the king of the southern courtyard, after Song Beiyun confirmed it again and again, he put away the national letter, got up and arched his hand towards the king of the southern courtyard: "Then I won't bother the prince more." ”

"Ugh." The king of the southern courtyard called out to Song Beiyun: "If one day, the Great Song Dynasty has no place for you, go to Liao." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Song Beiyun smiled and arched his hand, and then turned back and added: "Tomorrow, I will ask someone to bring a copy of the notebook to the little county lord, and I will definitely be able to make rapid progress by copying the words." ”

The king of the southern courtyard looked at Song Beiyun's back, and sighed to himself in his heart, this is not like a young man under the age of twenty at all, just that look made him feel that he was facing a treacherous and cunning person of his age.

He has seen talents from various countries, but he has never seen a person like this Song Beiyun who does things and speaks without leakage, and who handles things so accurately and leaves a line everywhere. Those talented people are either arrogant or pedantic, and they are not as slippery as this person.

If this person can go to Daliao to assist the prince, within three years, the prince will definitely ascend to the throne, and this person will definitely be a talent in the future, after all, ruling the world is not about talent, but more about the need for such eight exquisiteness.

Song Beiyun didn't dare to delay after getting the new national certificate, and went directly to the palace, don't look at him now he is still a small broken official of six grades, but he has quietly become the hottest person today, when he entered the palace with a token, it was just an urgent matter, and even the eunuchs of the division did not dare to stop him too much.

"It's a big night, you broke into the palace, it's really funny." The old eunuch Wang hurriedly got dressed and walked out of his house: "What are you doing, Lord Song!" ”

The three words Lord Song seemed to pop out from between his teeth, and Song Beiyun didn't bother to pay attention to him, just took out the book from his arms and slapped it on his face: "I'm leaving, you let the official family take it easy, don't play with the female assassin and play yourself out of the horse." ”

The old eunuch Wang flipped through the national letter in his hand, and after seeing the name and the big gold seal on it, he knelt down in fright with a poof, he couldn't even care about his hair, and rushed to Zhao Xing's dormitory, but halfway through the rush, he suddenly turned around and grabbed Song Beiyun: "You can't go!" Come, come, come with me to see the official's house! ”