In order to be secretive, thirteen generals from Pan's family dove into Changle Tower, and before half of them landed, they were shot into sieves.
The remaining ones almost lost their ability to resist, and were all captured alive soon. Lu Qian was happily counting the prisoners. When he heard Yang Lin's words, he quickly advised him: "Young Master, don't be reckless. Your Majesty the Imperial Concubine is here, Liu Ti."
How can I be willing to drink and not return?"
When Yang Lin heard this, it made sense. Liu Qingshui was a sister-controller and would definitely not abandon her sister to drink. Yang Lin spat on the ground with regret on his face: "I originally had a good idea, but now it seems I have no chance."
, tie up all these people, and wait until Qing Shui comes back to get the Imperial City Division."
After walking into the courtyard, he found a pool of blood and casually wiped it on his body. Yang Lin limped upstairs and saw Little Concubine Liu and Ning'er hugging each other in fear.
Yang Lin opened the door and said seriously: "Concubine, don't worry, Xiao Xiao has been killed. In case they have some accomplices, the concubine should pack up quickly and prepare to leave."
When she heard that the thief was about to be executed, the imperial concubine stretched out her hand to caress her breast and asked, "Where is the clear water?"
"be right back."
Little Concubine Liu secretly hated her brother for being useless, so she forced herself to cheer up and said: "Thanks to Yang Shaozai for repelling the enemy, Shaozai is seriously injured. It is better to go for treatment as soon as possible."
Ning'er also hurriedly came up and supported him. Yang Lin said loudly and righteously: "If a thief hurts a piece of the imperial concubine's dress, it will be difficult for a humble minister to be a human being."
As expected by Lu Qian, Liu Qingshui went out for a walk and came back after wandering around. He simply didn't want to be caught in the middle. When he walked in and saw the mess on the ground, Liu Qingshui was so scared that the hairs on his body stood up.
, said loudly: "What's going on? Where is the imperial concubine?"
A cry came from the aisle on the second floor: "Do you still know that you have a sister?" Seeing her close relatives, Concubine Liu couldn't control her emotions anymore, and said with tears in her eyes: "You haven't listened to even a single word all day long.
, when he saw me, he hid far away. If it weren't for Yang Shaozai's bravery this time, you would only have a sister in your dreams."
Liu Qingshui stepped forward and held Yang Lin's arm, and said angrily: "Who is he?"
"Pan Yi, the general of the Prince Consort's Mansion."——
Assassinating political opponents is a taboo in the officialdom. Even those who exercise power like Liang Shicheng want to throw out Pan Yi as a scapegoat afterwards.
Once such an outrageous thing is revealed, even the officials on our side will not dare to support it.
Pan Yishang is the eldest princess, not the emperor's daughter. There is a layer of relationship between her and she is not very close.
In Cai Jing's study, Yang Lin finished explaining the cause and effect. Master Cai clasped his hands and said with joy, "I never thought that Wen Yuan would come up with such a trick after forcing them!"
"Pan Yi is just a young man who dares to fight for power after being manipulated by others. When the shipping company fell into his hands, he may not have gained as much as Liang Shicheng and others. This time, he is even more desperate. The students feel that
Taking this opportunity, we should suppress the hidden figure who is in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
Cai Jing thought for a moment and then said: "No, Liang Shicheng's power does not come from his subordinates, but from the favor of the Holy One. Since the Shenzong Reform, the conflict between the old and the new parties has intensified, and the final result is that today's underworld
By mistake, he became the emperor with the most weight since the founding of the Song Dynasty. As long as he has the favor of the officials, Liang Shicheng will not hurt his roots no matter how many arms he breaks. This is true for Wang Fu, and even more so for Pan Yi."
Yang Lin carefully pondered Cai Jing's words and found that Jiang was indeed still hot. Huizong and Zhao Ji's status was indeed high among the emperors of the Song Dynasty. He favored Cai Jing and others, despite the opposition of all the people in the world.
He can even appoint Cai Jing as prime minister for eighteen years.
Who would have thought that the dispute between the two parties would end like this.
"What are you going to do?"
Yang Lin sighed and said: "Since Liang Shicheng cannot be defeated, there is no need to kill Pan Yi, otherwise the three shipping companies in his hands may fall into the hands of Wang Fu and his like. Behind this guy is a family of the Forbidden Army, let him
Knowing Liang Shicheng's face, let's see how he fares when the time comes."
Cai Jing smiled, looked sideways at Yang Lin, and asked deliberately: "He sent someone to assassinate you, how could Wen Yuan spare him?"
"Haha, why did Enxiang underestimate the students? I let Pan Yi go, just like letting go of a native chicken; if I win Shibo Division again, I will get three golden phoenixes. Besides, Pan Yi is so stupid, why do you want to deal with him?
Anytime is fine.”
Cai Jing was also very happy. Yang Lin regained three shipping companies, which would definitely give him a lot of money.
You know, Cai Jing's life is getting more and more luxurious now, and he needs more money.
A few days ago, he said to a few favored concubines with a frown on his face, "If you continue like this, you delicate beauties will not know whose yard you are filling."
In the Prince Consort's Mansion, there was no color on Pan Yi's face. How could he have imagined that his elite soldiers were so useless that they were all wiped out before they even reached the courtyard.
This time, the people got the stolen goods together. With Yang Lin's power, he could directly go to the palace to sue the emperor. By then, the Pan family's century-old foundation would be destroyed in one day.
Because the matter was too difficult, Pan Yi had to tell the matter to the eldest princess of Xu State, who also had no master.
She was so sick that she went to the doctor indiscriminately. The poor and dignified daughter of the emperor had no choice but to seek help from Master Li of the Zhaiyue Tower.
Who would have thought that Master Li was even more frightened than the princess when he heard this, and kept saying: "How dare you? How dare you?"
As for Liang Shicheng, he had already closed the door to thank guests, and Pan Yi was no longer even seen.
The doors of Wang Fu, Cai You and the like were also closed, and anyone could see them anyway, except Consort Pan. Now he was a source of plague, and everyone avoided him. Pan Yi hated these people in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
Now the couple, each holding a child, was in panic all day long at the Prince Consort's Mansion. Finally, there was a sound of horse hooves outside the gate, and Pan Yi's lips trembled, and she held her knees and tried to get up.
After a while, his general led Yang Lin to the inner courtyard. Pan Yiyou held his neck and said with force, "Yang Lin, this matter has nothing to do with the princess."
Yang Lin pinched his wrist guard, stepped forward and sat down, and said with a smile: "Not even a cup of tea? Isn't this how the Prince Consort's house treats guests?"
The eldest princess got up directly and went to the living room to instruct a few maids: "Go quickly and make the best tea."
After the tea was brewed, the princess brought Yang Lin a cup of tea. By this time, the color on Pan Yi's face had returned.
"Do you mean what you say?"
When the princess heard her husband's words, she immediately knew that there was hope, so she condescended to bring the tea to Yang Lin.
Yang Lin looked at her five jade fingers, which were slender and fair. She was indeed a member of the royal family. They were well maintained and were as delicate as white jade.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry for you." Yang Lin said politely, but he had already picked up the tea, took a sip and praised: "Good tea!"
"Tomorrow you will report to the emperor to return the three city shipping divisions to the Long Live Camp, saying that you are not good at this and let me do it. When the time comes, send someone to the Imperial City Division to bring back your three generals."
Pan Yi's face was uncertain, but he finally raised his fists and said, "Thank you Yang Shaozai."