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Chapter 191 The only weakness

The company camped for ten miles, and the full moon hung high.

The army conquering Tibet won the first battle and defeated four Tibetan coalition forces in one fell swoop. The leading general Yao Gu ordered the whole army to celebrate and allowed them to drink heavily.

An empty wine jar rolled to the side. Hu Yantong burped with satisfaction. Looking at Han Shizhong who was distracted, he asked: "Po Han Wu, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking, what Shaozai does is sometimes as upright as the blue sky, but sometimes it's a bit disappointing."

Hu Yantong laughed and said: "Po Han Wu, everyone says you are rough on the outside but thin on the inside. From my point of view, you are just a loser. If Yang Shaozai had followed the rules, he would still be a small official who went outside. Why would he kill Zhu?"

Hengshan, put grain in Hengshan. Anyway, I don’t care about anything else. I saw my eldest brother in Xingqing Mansion a few days ago. He said that without Yang Shaozai, my father would have starved to death in Hengshan. No matter what his mother did, he saved my father.

The kindness is not empty."

Han Shizhong was shocked, and suddenly realized that he thought he was smart, but in fact he was not as clear-eyed as this idiot.

He laughed and said: "The Tubo people are already frightened. These powerful warriors are so vulnerable just because they lost their king. As the saying goes, a snake cannot survive without a head, but now it seems that it is indeed a good idea. Our Western Army

Up and down, from Mr. Zhong to you, a bad guy like you, there are 200,000 people, big and small, all of them are rootless duckweeds. From now on, I’m afraid I’ll have to rely on the Young Master to keep an eye on me.”

Hu Yantong cursed and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's better to ask for a pot of wine again, as I said. You are the commander now, and your words have more weight than me. Go and ask for a pot of wine from Lao Du."

In Jingzhou City, Qin Qingqing twisted the wet cloth and gently helped Yang Lin wipe the soap bubbles on his hands and face, then leaned down and gently washed his feet.

She was willing to do these errands of serving. Although she didn't have to do these things in Baihua Tower, she was not as safe and comfortable as she was now.

Although the dodder flower is beautiful, it always needs to be placed next to a big tree. Being able to become a concubine in such a young minister's house is a blessing that Qin Qingqing never dared to imagine.

Yang Lin closed his eyes and meditated. There were still many things to do in the northwest, but he had been away from Beijing for too long.

Being away from the center of power for a long time is not a safe thing. The Cai Jing brothers left Bianjing for only a month because their ancestral grave was dug up, and they themselves changed the sky in Bianjing.

It has been more than two months since I left, plus the half month that will inevitably be delayed along the way on my return trip. Three months is indeed a bit risky for me with an unstable foundation now.

Feeling a cold on his feet, Yang Lin stretched out his feet out of habit, but there was no familiar soft feeling. When he lowered his head, he saw Qin Qingqing's eyes averted in surprise.

Yang Lin suddenly thought that this was her first time serving, so he smiled and said: "Stand straight and don't move. This is the rule of our Yang family."

Qin Qingqing blushed and stood up with her chest and head held high, as if she was undergoing a review. After Yang Lin dried her feet, she stood up with a blushing face and poured water.

In the Xingqing Mansion, the class will rush to Bianjing tomorrow, and the lights are brightly lit in the big tent of Zhongshi Dao.

Several heads of families from the Western Army family were gathered around a stove. The charcoal was burning brightly in the stove, and the tent was filled with warmth.

Among the breeders of the small species, the generals are somewhat cold and proud by nature. Although they are all direct descendants of the species, their popularity is much lower than that of the old species.

His face was as sinking as water, and he lowered his head and said: "The Xia thieves are gone, and the great trouble in the northwest no longer exists. As the saying goes, all the birds are gone and the bows are hidden, and the cunning rabbits are dead and the running dogs are cooked. The court can't stand our big turbans. There are many people here.

, As early as the time of Shenzong, Sima Xianggong proposed to take back the military power of the northwest family and let us retire in Bianliang. Now that we go to Bianliang to show victory, there is no guarantee that no one will bring up the old matter again. "

Zhe Keqiu smiled and did not answer. The Zhe family had been the masters of Fugu since the early Tang Dynasty. It was impossible for them to hand over their military power honestly. They could be loyal to the Song Dynasty and fight for the Song Dynasty, but

You must keep your own one-third of an acre of land.

Master Zhong looked around and said with a smile: "You don't have to be too nervous. If Xixia is gone, there will still be Tubo, and if Tubo is destroyed, there will still be Mongolia. Even if they are all wiped out, there will still be a strong enemy like the Khitan. Our Western Army has been bloody for hundreds of years.

It’s not about killing donkeys to make people feel tired. I have seen all the ministers in the court, but Yang Shaozai is the only one who is different. He does not have the rotten arrogance of those literati. Yang Shaozai was born in the number one scholar, and he was the leader among the civil servants and ministers.

A true god, if our Western Army wants to survive, we must have his protection."

Zhe Keqiu nodded and said: "This is true. I once saw with my own eyes that Yang Shaozai and a group of soldiers gathered around a big pot, shoveled the snow in and cooked meat to eat. In the years since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there have been several civil servants

Don't look down on us warriors. How was Di Qing back then? One of Han Qi's concubines, a dirty prostitute, pointed his nose at him and scolded him for joining the army. Han Qi just laughed loudly with his staff and was quite amused.

Now that Yang Shaozai has appeared, it should be a blessing for our military people. Maybe it will fall on this person to change the bad habits of the Song Dynasty court and achieve both civil and military affairs."

Master Zhong covered his mouth and said, "It's just that this person has a bad reputation and has a very bad reputation among the scholars."

Zhong Shidao snorted coldly and said: "If he is a man highly respected by scholars, and it is our turn to discuss it here, wouldn't he have the same virtue as those big turbans? It's just that we are entrusting his protection now, but we really can't come up with anything decent.

Things can move his heart.

He is a close minister of the emperor, he is the first scholar in the imperial examination, he is rich at a young age, he is an envoy and prime minister at a young age, and he is the most popular person among the officials. Will he pay attention to us?

As long as I can persuade him and say something in front of the officials, I can rest easy!"

The Song Dynasty valued literature over military affairs, which was so deep down in its bones that these indomitable generals would be extremely unconfident.

At this time, if a civil servant treated them a little better, they would fall in love with these soldiers. Unfortunately, looking at the Song Dynasty, there seems to be no one.

This has something to do with the customs at the time. The education that civil servants received before entering the officialdom was destined to prevent them from meeting each other and paying homage to military commanders. This was Yang Lin's biggest advantage as a time traveler.

At this time, the young general standing behind them hesitated and stopped talking.

Finally, he took a step forward and said softly: "Uncle, according to my nephew's observation, this person has endured hardships, is not short of money, and has a high position. He can get wind and rain, but there is only a little bit that can be used."

"Oh? What?" everyone asked together.

"He was on the official road in Shaanxi Province, wading through the wind and snow, riding on horseback. He was so cold that his tears flowed like sticks. He couldn't get off the horse and let his men carry him down. He was so sleepy that he didn't forget to send his confidants to the city to look for beautiful women. This shows that he is lustful.

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Zhong Shidao knocked on the table gently and said: "I hope the future of the Western Army will be tied to this matter."


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