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Chapter 13 Moving

"Lin'er, Sister Wanrong will live in our house from now on, you are not allowed to bully her." Zhao Yuenu said to Yang Lin with a serious look on his face.&1t;/p>

"Don't worry, Mother, Lin'er can save it." Yang Lin thought to himself, in the traditional sense, I am a big man at least, and I can't do anything about it. As for another meaning? Let's talk about this, let's talk about it.&1t;/p>

When he returned home, his family was of course asking about his well-being. The two sisters of the Yang family also liked the new Wanrong very much, and they didn't have the airs of the master. On the one hand, Wang Wanrong's nervousness of living in a stranger's house for the first time was relieved. On the other hand, Wang Wanrong himself also knew his identity here, and he was here to be a maid. The master was so polite to him, and he was both nervous and grateful.&1t;/p>

In terms of making arrangements for Wang Wanrong's duty, Yang Lin naturally kept her by his side on the grounds that he had no companion of the same age.&1t;/p>

The next day, Yang Lin got up early, washed his face with the water from his maid, and ran excitedly to the yard where Wang Wanrong and the others lived to ask her to go out together.&1t;/p>

"Wanrong, Wanrong, get up and go play with me." Yang Lin shouted outside the yard.&1t;/p>

"Young master, wait, it's going to be fine soon." Wang Wanrong is still a child after all, so there is no child who is not fun. After a busy work, she followed Yang Lin out.&1t;/p>

Before Yang Lin took Wang Wanrong's hand and walked ten steps, Zhao Yuenu stood in front of him with a serious look on his face: "I haven't had breakfast yet, where are you going to pull Wanrong?"&1t;/p>

"Uh, mother..." Yang Lin felt depressed. My mother's movements were fast enough.&1t;/p>

"Hurry up and go to breakfast with Wanrong. After dinner, your father will talk to you."&1t;/p>

After dinner, Yang Lin went to his father Yang Bangyi's study to talk to him, and Wanrong guarded the door.&1t;/p>

"Lin'er, the teachers in front of you have already fired. Since you said you can't learn anything from them, from today on, you should go to the county school to study." Yang Lin's angry teacher still made Yang Bangyi a little angry.&1t;/p>

Yang Lin looked at Yang Bangyi's face and thought to himself, I really can't blame me for this. Those old masters only know how to talk about the Five Classics and Six Meanings and Confucianism. I was really upset, so I asked several questions like "eggs first or chickens first" and asked them all. The old masters could not explain after a long time of understanding, so they had to tell my father that your child is too talented. We are a little ignorant and cannot teach, and then he said goodbye.&1t;/p>

"Yes, dad." Yang Lin returned respectfully. But he didn't know that this was actually just what Yang Bangyi said on purpose. The county school is basically adults studying there, because entering the county school is an important way to get fame in the future. Children as old as him usually study at home, or they are studying in private schools. Even if you want to enter the county school, in addition to your own good family background and your own extremely talented talent, it depends on whether the other person's master is willing to take in.&1t;/p>

"Okay, you really think of yourself as a Gan Luo, and you still want to go to the county school. Apart from calligraphy and painting, you can barely pass the classics, history, poetry, songs and essays, and you are so confused. Is it difficult to go to school to embarrass and conspicuously for being a father?" Yang Bangyi said indignantly, looking as if he was so angry.&1t;/p>

"Father, the child knows that he is wrong, so he will definitely study hard in the future." Yang Bangyi is a soft-hearted person who is not hard-working. At this time, you follow him and you will definitely have no big deal.&1t;/p>

"I will not talk about Confucian culture. According to the tradition of our Yang family, you have to start learning. The family-born martial arts. In the past two years, I taught most of the essence of martial arts by my father and you. Now you must learn real martial arts." Yang Bangyi had no choice but to let go of literature first, and it was time to talk about martial arts.&1t;/p>

"Really?" Yang Lin shouted excitedly, "Oh, I've wanted you to teach you a long time ago, but you said that you are too young and easily injured. You know that I can learn literature every day. Now I can finally really practice martial arts. I'm so excited.&1t;/p>

"I told you that as a descendant of the Yang family, you must not only be able to defend the territory and build territory for me, but also learn literature and etiquette to help the court govern the country and maintain peace. What is your surprise like?" Yang Bangyi said this very seriously and should not be joking.&1t;/p>

"Children follow his father's teachings." Yang Lin immediately admitted his mistake.&1t;/p>

Yang Lin was taught a political class by Yang Bangyi. After finally leaving the study gate, Wanrong immediately greeted him: "Young master, have you scolded me?"&1t;/p>

"Dad is also for my own good."&1t;/p>

"Then where are we going now?" Wanrong asked with concern.&1t;/p>

"You can't go anywhere. From tomorrow, you have to practice martial arts when you wake up tomorrow. Maybe there will be a teacher to take cultural classes in the afternoon." Yang Lin was full of reluctance when talking about traditional Confucianism.&1t;/p>

"Oh, my master is so hard."&1t;/p>

"Don't worry, Wanrong, go to the same place with me now." Yang Lin said that and pulled Wang Wanrong and ran away.&1t;/p>

Yang Lin mysteriously took Wang Wanrong to a not-usable wing room in the backyard, where he had a secret research base.&1t;/p>

"Wanrong, what do you think this is?" Yang Lin took out a box, which contained the "moon cake" he developed himself. In modern society, moon cakes are almost everyone knows, and everyone knows them. But in the Song Dynasty, moon cakes are not called moon cakes, but moon balls or small cakes.&1t;/p>

"What is this? It looks a bit like a moon group." Wanrong said in confusion.&1t;/p>

Although mooncakes or mooncakes had appeared in the Song Dynasty, most of them were still eaten by the palace. Later, mooncakes slowly flowed into the people, and they could also be seen by ordinary people and could be eaten during festivals and reunions. However, the ones that Yang Lin took out were specially processed by him, so Wanrong was a little confused.&1t;/p>

"Yes, it's a moon group, also called a moon cake. However, the moon cakes made by me are not comparable to those moon cakes in the past." Yang Lin said proudly.&1t;/p>

"Is there any difference between the moon group made by the young master?"&1t;/p>

"It's useless to say more, just try it yourself."&1t;/p>

As he said that, Yang Lin broke off a small piece and handed it to Wanrong's mouth, indicating that she should eat it. Wanrong blushed with a smile, gently opened her mouth, bit it in her mouth and chewed it.&1t;/p>

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Yang Lin asked impatiently.&1t;/p>

"Yeah, um, um..." Wanrong hadn't finished chewing her mouth, and wanted to speak again, and she spoke some vague words, almost choking.&1t;/p>

Yang Lin quickly handed the water again and patted his back to calm his anger, making Wanrong even more shy.&1t;/p>

"So soft, fragrant, delicious. The young master is so amazing. Where did you learn these methods? You can make the moon ball so delicious." Wanrong swallowed the last little moon cake and looked at Yang Lin with admiration, her eyes full of excitement.&1t;/p>

"Well, young master, I am the stars in the sky, so such a small thing will not hurt me." Yang Lin said to make dessert pastries, no, it turns out that Yang Zhen's family runs a pastry shop. He has been working hard in the store since he was a child. Even if he is not a serious pastry chef, he has been influenced by his young people for twenty years. The thing he made today is the moon ball that is not surprisingly self-proclaimed, bacon and some seasonings, and then process some textures for the moon cakes, and it becomes the new generation of bacon and egg yolk stuffing moon cakes.&1t;/p>

"Yes, yes, Master Tianshen, you show these monthly groups to the master's wife, they are definitely very happy." Wanrong said excitedly.&1t;/p>

"Well, it's a pleasure to be happy, but after being happy, I have to teach me a political class."&1t;/p>

"Politics class?"&1t;/p>

"Ah, uh, that is, in short, I can't tell them now that I have to find the right opportunity, otherwise I will say that I am not doing my job properly."&1t;/p>

"So you must keep it confidential and no one is allowed to say it." Yang Lin immediately instructed.&1t;/p>

"Wanrong understands."&1t;/p>

"Hehe, come on, what Wanrong, try this jujube paste stuffed with." Yang Lin picked up another moon cake and leaned over to Wanrong's mouth.&1t;/p>

"Thank you, Young Master." Wanrong blushed and opened her mouth and bit her.&1t;/p>

"How is it?"&1t;/p>

“Sweet, so sweet.”&1t;/p>

"Hehe, Rong'er-sweet is really sweet." Yang Lin smiled with a mature face.&1t;/p>

Yang Lin unknowingly spent two more years in a happy little life. On the Lantern Festival, Yang Bangyi came back from outside, his face a little gloomy.&1t;/p>

"Official, what happened?" Zhao Yuenu couldn't help asking during dinner.&1t;/p>

"The official has asked the Privy Council to issue the latest order." Yang Bangyi bowed to Tokyo, his voice a little low.&1t;/p>

"Where will the master be transferred?"&1t;/p>

"The order of the Privy Council is to make the husband attack the Bei Bei Pie, Ningwu Pass, open up the Shenwu and Shenchi line. If possible, directly recover Shuozhou and the Western Army to attack Xia in a comprehensive manner." Yang Bangyi looked puzzled when he said the order. Song and Liao were "considered for a hundred years". Now that they want to send troops to attack Liao, if they are not careful, they will cause the Song and Liao to go to full war. Now that the Song and Western Xia have been fighting for decades, they have not completely quelled the Western troubles. Another Liao Kingdom comes. The Song Dynasty probably will not have a peaceful day in the future.&1t;/p>

"Mrs. I don't know that Ningwu Pass, the Ningwu Pass, has been in the hands of the Liao people for more than a hundred years. It has been stationed for many years and has been repaired to be firm. The commander of Ningwu Pass suddenly thought, and the commander of the Pingguan Pass Hubusile is both a powerful general of the Liao Kingdom. If you attack head-on, it will be difficult to break through. The Song and Liao countries have stopped their troops for many years. Now I suddenly asked me to recover Shuozhou. Although I have eight battalions of troops in my husband's hands, most of them are wing soldiers, and only three thousand imperial guards have some combat power. Now I want me to capture such a dangerous pass, but I really have no way to start for my husband." Yang Bangyi continued to say distressedly. Just 20,000 people wanted to break through dangerous passes like Ningwu and Bithead, and I still wanted to take the opportunity to seize Yunshuo. Do you really think that the Liao people are all made of paper?&1t;/p>

"Didn't the court send reinforcements?" Zhao Yuenu also looked worried.&1t;/p>

"Hmph, the corrupt scholars in the court are all bastards who only eat people but don't do personnel. They actually suggested that the government rebuild the army for their husbands and protect the country, and when it is completed, they will leave the city to attack Liao."&1t;/p>

"Protection Army? Didn't it disbanded a few years ago?" Zhao Yuenu knew that the Protection Army was alive. When Zhezong Zhao Xu was alive, he ordered King Jian Zhao Si to be the governor of the Protection Army. Later, Zhao Ji ascended the throne and Zhao Si died of illness, so Zhao Ji simply disbanded the Protection Army.&1t;/p>

"Oh, let's take a look at it one step. In a few days, you can clean up and sell all the things that are not easy to deal with. Move back to Tokyo."&1t;/p>

"Moving?" Everyone at the table looked at Yang Bangyi in surprise.&1t;/p>

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