When the old man serving the porridge saw that the young master had arrived, he immediately had a backbone and ran over to complain.
Yang Lin wasn't particularly angry after hearing this. Such scoundrels are everywhere, and toads smashing their feet are just a bit disgusting.
"Hua Rong, go and smash his head in."
The burly man behind him touched his head, stepped forward and lifted Xu Daobei up like an eagle catching a chicken, and threw him to the ground with all his strength. There was a "boom" sound, and Xu Daobei screamed in pain as if he was falling apart.
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Xu Daobei screamed, and before he could curse, he was lifted up and slipped away. A villain raised an iron fist and was about to hit him on the head. Xu Daobei was so frightened that his bones were numb. As the person involved, he completely believed it.
, if he hits it this time, his life will definitely be in danger.
Yin Muhong said loudly: "Keep someone under control!"
Hua Rong turned his head and saw that it was not Yang Lin who was shouting. He raised his arms and was about to continue beating him.
Yang Lin said: "Huh? Wait a minute, what's going on? Why do you want to keep people?"
Hua Rong carried Xu Daobei and threw him in front of Yang Lin. Yin Muhong looked at him and said with a smile: "Young Master, you see this man still has the leisure to make trouble. He must have never experienced floods outside the city. If he is a beggar in the city, he will be like this
The clothes don't look the same, so he must be from Kaifeng Prefecture. People from Kaifeng Prefecture come here not to make a living, and besides being extremely bored, there is only one possibility, that is, being ordered by others."
After hearing what he said, Yang Lin nodded and said to Lu Qian: "Take him back and interrogate him properly. Hey, I haven't figured out how to stir up trouble yet, but they can't help it anymore. Now I can save it."
It’s a big deal.”
After taking Xu Daobei into custody, Yang Lin and others continued to patrol, and it was very uncomfortable to step on the mud with every step.
In the face of natural disasters, human power is so small and humble, and there are crying refugees everywhere, huddled in this muddy and wet place, trying to survive.
Yang Lin sighed and said: "We have to find some doctors. Plague is very easy to occur after a flood. It is only right to bury and burn the corpses and prepare some cold decoction for the survivors."
From a distance, Zeng Bu, the minister of the current dynasty who had the power to know the affairs of Kaifeng Prefecture, hurried over, followed by a large group of people, including judges, judges, government officials, and six Cao Cao. The entire Kaifeng Prefecture Yamen came. Zeng Bu saw Yang Lin covering his face and asked
: "Yang Lin, I heard that you let refugees into the city and unreasonably occupied the Daxiangguo Temple. I don't know who gave you the power."
In the Northern Song Dynasty, Kaifeng Prefecture Yin was an extremely important position, and was often held by the prince. The position was under the minister and above the minister. It usually had the first or second grade official title. If it was held by a "chujun", it would be the first grade official title.
The eldest son of Zhao Ji was only five years old, so the governor of Kaifeng at this time was Zhao Si. In fact, the prince who served as the governor of Kaifeng was only in name and did not do anything. The people in charge were officials who had the right to know the affairs of the Kaifeng government. Zeng Bu originally
He was the prime minister of the dynasty, so of course he didn't take Yang Lin seriously.
In his opinion, Cai Jing was the flag raised by Han Zhongyan to deal with him, but now he was out of control.
Yang Lin said with a smile: "It turns out it's my husband, the prime minister. I was ordered to control the flood. The official issued an order to the third division. Didn't your Kaifeng Mansion receive it?"
Zeng Bu hated Cai Jing's party the most, and he didn't want to go out in such bad weather. Who knew that his close friend Zhiqing, the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, came to his house.
Zeng Bu's family are all sesame oil customers, and they are also very religious on weekdays, so they had to go out in the rain to add a little more anger.
"The government gave you the power to seize the temple for personal gain?"
Yang Lin was so angry that he laughed. These bird people were hiding at home and enjoying the happiness while stepping on the mud to repair holes for the shaky imperial court. They also became righteous and stern.
Fortunately, Yang Lin was professional in dealing with them. He coughed lightly, clasped his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "I am the young prime minister, so there is no need to explain to the humble officials below me how to act."
Zeng Bu's disciples had many old officials, and they all looked up to him. How could he bear being ridiculed by a young man like this?
The former prime minister puffed his beard and glared, pointing at Yang Lin with his mouth open and unable to speak, unable to breathe.
The people around him quickly supported him and shouted: "Zeng Xiang calmed down his anger, Zeng Xiang calmed down his anger."
Yang Lin held his head high, smiled loudly, and said loudly: "Yesterday's yellow flower, I don't even know it, but I still want to show off my power. I think I have a weak face, but who knows, but I am humiliating myself. It is really pitiful. Who do you think I am?
, I am the number one scholar in a new subject, you are just a Jinshi, and the light of the stars dares to compete with the bright moon. I became the young prime minister at the age of seventeen, living in the temple and scolding Fang Qiu, how can you be that?
It can't be compared to the fool who relies on his old age and sells his old age."
Zeng Bu's eyes darkened. The officialdom of the Song Dynasty was very particular about scholarly demeanor. How could anyone ridicule someone in front of someone like this? Moreover, the words used were unpleasant and the intentions were heart-wrenching, which exceeded the standards among officials.
No matter how unbearable the disciple behind him was, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to fight Yang Lin, but was stopped by a few big men like iron gates.
Yang Lin folded his arms in front of his chest and said with a smile: "Don't you think a gentleman talks but doesn't do anything? A bunch of bird people are really wasting their time reading poetry and books, and they want to imitate the gangsters in the market and fight. It's not that I look down on you. You can't fight. You can't fight."
It's even more useless snacks. If you have any sense, get out of here, otherwise I will sue the officials and have you all demoted to Qiongzhou. Humming like a few idiots, can you see His Majesty? Can you say a word to His Majesty in a year? What should I do with you?
I don’t know what the official fight is about.”
The group of people was actually very fearful, and only a few of them dared to step forward. After hearing these words, they felt even more desperate.
I had long heard that the Young Master Yang Lin was behaving very evilly, but he didn't expect that it would be unbearable to have him fall on his head. What was even more frightening was that he actually went to file a complaint and got to Qiongzhou, where he couldn't even cry.
Supporting the unconscious Zeng Bu, the people in Kaifeng Mansion fled in panic, while the people in the Long Live Camp behind them burst into laughter.
Lu Wang said worriedly: "Young Master, are you going too far?"
Before Yang Lin could speak, Yin Muhong chuckled and said, "Zeng Bu and Grand Master Cai are sworn enemies. There is no room for friendship between the ruling and opposition parties. If Shao Zai shows weakness this time, these people will not only not restrain themselves, but will even show off."
"This is all a trivial matter. Let's put that scoundrel to trial. Tomorrow we will sue Bianliang."
Yin Muhong frowned and whispered: "I'm just afraid of that scoundrel, he knows too little."
Yang Lin smiled and said: "How much he confesses does not depend on how much he knows, but depends on what we need. We will study what confessions are needed later, and then interrogate him in the evening."