The heavy rain washed away and washed away the heaven and earth.
After the heavy rain, the outskirts of Bianliang City were filled with bright sunshine.
The warm sun in early summer shines on the body, and its warmth flows to every part of the body, making people feel comfortable and ready to fall asleep.
Occasionally, there would be a few ignorant naughty children playing on the road, and they would be picked up and carried by adults and squeezed into the city.
Today is the long-prepared victory ceremony. Bianliang City has been looking forward to this day for a long time.
As a person in charge of the overall situation, Yang Lin walked around and arranged every detail.
Gao Bian followed closely behind him, looking very nervous. After all, he was trained by himself.
Yang Lin patted his shoulder and said: "Yameni, there is no need to be nervous. I will ask you for credit when the ceremony is over."
Gao Bing laughed and said: "What kind of yamen am I in front of Shao Zai? Don't make fun of my subordinates. Gao Bing followed Shao Zai to Fu Pingla. One day he was a soldier under Shao Zai, and Shao Zai remained Gao Bing's commander all his life.
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Damn it, this kid is three times better than me when it comes to flattering you.
Yang Lin asked with a smile: "There will be cavalry soon, and the backs of the horses will be covered with baskets?"
"Don't worry, Shao Zai, I guarantee that not a drop of horse manure will fall on the streets of Bianjing."
With great anticipation, the Xianjie soldiers entered slowly. Sure enough, their military appearance was neat, solemn and majestic.
At the front is the Xixia royal family being escorted. Li Qianshun is disheveled and very haggard.
He was originally ambitious and wanted to establish a great reputation in the limited land in the northwest and expand Xixia.
Unexpectedly, the coward was captured alive and taken to the enemy's capital. Looking at the people around him and the bustling Bianjing, Li Qianshun finally understood why so many people were heading to the Central Plains.
Compared with the big cities in the northwest border, Bianjing seems like a fairyland and not like the human world. Unfortunately, he has lost this opportunity forever.
A team of tens of thousands of people walked through the Royal Street of Bianliang. Only this city can accommodate such a grand celebration.
When the army marched to the square in front of Duiyu Tower, Zhao Ji rode out on a white horse and set the entire Bianliang on fire in an instant.
The cheers were deafening, and the people shouted wildly. Zhao Ji, with only one man and one horse, stole the limelight of 20,000 soldiers.
The roar sounded, and in the square in front of Duiyu Tower, fairy mist suddenly filled the square, and soon raindrops filled the sky.
The crowd was shocked. Is this the true form of a dragon?
Yang Lin's legs were sore from standing, and he heard the tall man next to him muttering to himself, secretly thinking that this was the natural appearance of bird feathers.
In the yard behind Duiyu Tower, fine agarwood is burned in the waterways for free.
Nearly a hundred chamberlains took cattail leaf fans to the drainage channel in front of Duiyu Tower, which was connected to the square in front. This is where the lingering fairy mist came out.
When you arrive at the square, the fragrant and non-choking smoke is naturally regarded as fairy mist by ordinary people.
You know, if you grab a handful of these agarwood, the discounted price is enough for an ordinary person to eat for a few days.
Zhao Ji looked at the rain of flowers in the sky and was almost shocked. There was faint thunder and dragon roar in the sky, which made him intoxicated.
After reviewing the three armies and accepting the Xixia royal family's kneeling apology, the ceremony gradually came to an end.
Yang Lin smiled and said: "Okay, let's call it a day, go back home, and eat!"
After saying this, there was no response. When he turned his head, he realized that Gao Bian was still stunned and said: "I, the Great Song Dynasty, have been destined to be invincible in the world."
Yang Lin chuckled, and walked down the Duiyu Tower with the guards, hands behind his back, ready to return home.
He didn't want to participate in the following sacrifices and dinners. Everyone was immersed in the power of the Song Dynasty and the charm of His Majesty the Emperor, like a group of drunkards.
Yang Lin also lamented that the Song Dynasty had changed and was developing in a good direction.
Along the way, I have owed a lot, and I have fallen short of Tao, love, righteousness, and etiquette.
But now it seems that it is all worth it. Destroying Xixia is only the first step——
In Zhaodefang, the Song and Jiang dynasty had been waiting for a long time for the establishment of the dynasty. After the victory ceremony, they would take the 20,000 Western troops plus the troops from Jiangnan who had captured Fangla to capture Dali.
Duan Miaozhen fully thought that by offering the map and herself, she would keep the Duan family's throne in Dali, but she didn't know that Yang Lin, who wanted her body, was preparing to wipe out the kingdom.
Yang Lin copied the picture easily. Information from the south showed that this picture was genuine.
As soon as Yang Lin got off the carriage and came to the study, Song Jiang and Chao Li quickly got up.
Qin Qingqing, who was following behind him, took off his court clothes, changed into a pair of light clothes, and stood behind him with his hands hanging down.
Yang Lin said: "Take out the picture I drew. I asked you to keep that one before."
Qin Qingqing's pretty cheeks turned red. It was indeed a bit ambiguous that day. There was a beautiful woman sitting in front of Da Lang. She was naked and there was a painting on her back.
After taking out the scroll, Yang Lin showed it on the table and said, "This is the map of Dali's mountains and rivers hiding troops!"
Song Jiang and Wang Chaoli looked at each other and hurried forward. As expected, it was a picture of hiding soldiers.
With this map, it is clear at a glance where the people are, how many troops there are, and what shortcuts are available.
The chieftains in the southwest ruled their own one-third of an acre of land for thousands of years.
This picture is the foundation of the Dali royal family and the greatest guarantee of Yang Lin's achievements.
Song Jiang looked excited and said: "This picture?"
"If it's true, I've sent people to check it out. Don't worry, you can march according to the plan, attack step by step, defeat them one by one, and go straight to the city of Yangju."
Chao Li was overjoyed and asked: "Young Master, where did this picture come from?"
Yang Lin's face turned red. He deceived the princess in distress, put her to sleep and then destroyed her country. This was indeed not a gentleman.
In anger, Yang Lin scolded: "It's better to do your stupid thing, fight the battle with the map, and make achievements, than just making noise here."
Wang Chaoli didn't know why the young master suddenly became angry, and said sarcastically: "I know it."
He and Song Jiang, as if they were presented with a treasure, went back to prepare separately——
In the ban, Wang Fu and Tong Guan sat across from each other.
Tong Guan has been a little haggard recently. When facing such juniors, he has to bow his head and submit. He just said: "Wang Tejin, a certain person was running around in the northwest, risking arrows, weathering wind and snow, and pacified Xixia. Nowadays, everyone praises Yang Lin.
The reputation of a child is so great that when a certain victorious army is defeated, the official family doesn't even offer a word of praise. What can the Enfu say about this?"
During the reign of Emperor Shenzong of the Song Dynasty, the official system was changed, officials were changed by rank, and the "Yuanfeng Jiluge" was issued. Special advancement was exchanged for the left and right servants of the minister, which was the first-rank official.
The special official position of Wang Fu was actually higher than that of Shaozai, but Yang Lin was in the third division of Yitong in Kaifeng Prefecture, and had the title of envoy, so his status was higher than that of Wang Fu.
Wang Fu is indeed a handsome man, with three strands of ink on his beard, which makes him look like a man from the world.
He looked at Tong Guan and said with a smile: "The Western Army's military pay and property in the past few months have all been put on Yang Lin's head. I am grateful to him from top to bottom. No matter where you take your credit, the Western Army
All the generals will only look up to Yang Lin in order to protect themselves, and not a single general will speak for you.
However, Enfu has already contacted us, and after the Jie Ancestral Temple is presented, we will collectively submit a letter to withdraw the Western Army.
When the Enfu recommends you to the Qinlong and Xixia areas, your victorious army will be the only barrier to the northwest, so why compete with them for the small profits now."
Only then did Tong Guan really put his heart into his stomach, and said with tears in his eyes: "Mr. Enfu's kindness is so great that I will never forget it. But if Mr. Tong struggled out this time and was shattered to pieces, he must repay Mr. Enfu."