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Chapter 207: Go to Jiangnan again

"Lin'er, daddy asked you, it's that one"

It was rare for Yang Lin to see him acting so abnormally, so he frowned and said, "Dad, what on earth is going on? You can tell me."

It's about the blood of the old Yang family. Yang Tong stamped his foot and said: "Dad, I want to ask you, are you and Fang Miaolian the same one? It is said that she was captured into the Long Live Camp, you and her..."

"No!" Yang Lin calmly walked to the table and sat down without a blush on his face. He said without changing his expression: "How is it possible? My son is not someone who takes advantage of others."

Yang Tong sighed and said: "She gave birth to a son in Jiangnan. It is said in the Mingjiao that she was conceived after being arrested. It seems that it has nothing to do with our Yang family."

"What?"

Yang Lin stood up after snapping the case, roared, and said: "This is happening. Dad, go and find them quickly. This child is probably your grandson."

For the first time, Yang Tong looked at his son with some disgust. He was excited and said repeatedly: "If it is really yours, this is a good thing. Spreading branches and leaves is a major event for the heir. There are three unfilial piety and no heirs."

Yang Lin rubbed his hands and said sadly: "I didn't expect that I have a son. Unfortunately, I left him in a foreign place and fell into a den of thieves with a group of rebels. His life must be precarious. If Fang Miaolian gets angry with him, my child will

Ah, I must be pricked by her poisonous needles every day, and maybe even bruised and bruised by her, my son!"

Seeing tears in the corners of his eyes, Yang Tong comforted him with a warm voice: "Don't worry, Lin'er. I found their traces in Jiangnan. Unfortunately, I went a step too late. I heard from the servants in the yard that the baby was not abused.

Miao Lian treats him very well. However, some Ming cultists are secretly spreading the news about his life experience. Over time, I am afraid that someone will do harm to their mother and son."

After finishing speaking, Yang Tong told his son everything about his experience.

Only then did Yang Lin know that his son was in danger and his father had been assassinated, which was a double shock.

The blood connection and the faint entanglement of fate made Yang Lin feel uneasy. Especially when he thought that the fate of this child was not under his control, it made him even more worried. After thinking for a while, he said: "Dad, I want to go there."

Jiangnan.”

Yang Tong nodded and said, "Dad, I'll go with you."

"Dad has been exposed. When we get to Jiangnan, we will inevitably become the target of the Mingjiao. Then they can go around us. I will go to Jiangnan to make overall arrangements and vow to take the child back!"——

After Yang Lin, the young prime minister, cleverly defeated the hidden minister and saved the Western Army that had defected to him, he actually offered to leave Bianliang and patrol the south of the Yangtze River for the official family.

The reason why he submitted the memorial was that Genyue Shoushan lacked a spiritual stone. Yang Lin observed the sky at night and found that the stone was in the south of the Yangtze River, so he went to look for it for the emperor.

All the kings and ministers in the palace did not believe this at all, except Zhao Ji.

The emperor gave the golden dragon and white jade, and allowed Yang Lin, the young prime minister, to leave the capital and inspect the south of the Yangtze River.

After the dispersion of the dynasty, this quickly caused various factions to discuss and explore why Yang Lin left Beijing.

Liang Shicheng, the internal servant, sighed: "This thief is really unpredictable. You should all be careful and don't let him scheme again."

People like Wang Fu, Cai You, and Gao Qi took this very seriously, and it was almost as if everyone was in danger.

At Cai Jing's residence, Lan Congxi, the Minister of Rites, Gao Gao, the bachelor of Zhilong Tuge, and others also gathered together.

Cai Jing sighed and said: "I originally intended to marry my young daughter Lingbao to Wenyuan, and I found Queen Xiansu as a matchmaker. Who knew that this kid with such a sharp nose would throw her away from Bianliang in advance?"

Gao Gao had a son. He proposed to Cai Jing several times for his sake, but was rejected every time. Now he said with an obvious sour taste: "This move of the Grand Master is certainly a good one, but Yang Lin is not an ordinary person. He is the emperor."

A close minister among close ministers can be said to be the closest minister to the official family. If you try to use this trick to make the official family feel dissatisfied with him, you will probably lose more than you gain."

Cai Jing thought to himself, I got married to Wenyuan and gave my son to Liang Shicheng, which is what is called the Three Caves of a Cunning Rabbit.

Despite the changes in the Song Dynasty, my Cai family has never failed, and my younger brother Cai Bian is also from the imperial family. It can be said that there are many talents.

"Yang Wenyuan is really cunning. He must have deep intentions when he goes to patrol the south of the Yangtze River this time. Unfortunately, I really can't figure it out."

The three giants of justice, who had not gathered together for a long time, held a banquet in Fanlou to see Yang Lin off.

All the capable troops of the Long Live Battalion have been sent to Jiangnan, and there are no major disturbances in Beijing for the time being.

At this time, Yang Lin went to Jiangnan, which did not have a big impact. Liu Qingshui smiled and said: "My sister came from the forbidden area and said that the imperial concubines all wanted to live in Genyue. Firstly, Genyue is spacious, and secondly, the environment is also good."

Elegance, still close to His Majesty. Dalang, what do you think of this matter?"

Yang Lin thought for a while and said: "Since it is the common wish of the imperial concubines, we can suggest to His Majesty that we only need to spend some money to build a few palaces."

I am about to get a cornucopia in the northwest. A little money is just an extraneous thing, and it is money only when it is spent.

The power that can be exchanged for money is a huge advantage. Unlike other scholar-bureaucrats who like to accumulate wealth, Yang Lin always thinks that it is just a pile of scrap metal piled in the warehouse at home.

Only by making good friends with Zhao Ji's harem can he ensure that the emperor always has a good impression of him, so why not do it.

Yang Jian was even more excited. Liang Shicheng's world was always under the rule of the prison. His own police department snatched a little bit of food from his mouth, so he regarded it as a thorn in his side.

Now that the prison is empty, it depends on how he restrains himself. As Princess Genyue, who among the chamberlains will look at Liang Shicheng's face.

Yang Lin took a few sips of wine and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore. After I leave, you can just tell His Majesty that I can take the fee."

The two of them looked at each other and were both very happy. Dalang was so generous that he took all the favors on himself.

Liu Qingshui was even more happy. After arriving at Genyue, his sister was much freer.

When I go home to visit relatives, I no longer have to look at Liang Shicheng’s face, and the siblings spend more time together.

As soon as you enter the palace, the gate is as deep as the sea. His Majesty welcomes concubines every year. The loneliness in the palace is not unbearable. It is not just to say that it is a good thing to have family to distract you.

There was a carriage parked downstairs, and Lu Wang came up and said, "Young Master, it's getting late, why don't we set off right now."

Yang Lin stood up, facing the breeze above Fanlou, and said: "Two brothers, the younger brother has been away from Beijing for a while, so Bianliang will be looked after by you."

"Don't worry, Dalang (brother)."

Yang Lin shook up his clothes and went downstairs, boarding the southbound carriage, feeling very anxious.

His son is still a blank slate, and now is the most important time for him.

If we can't take it back quickly and let the group of enlightened believers draw devils, poisonous snakes, and horned crocodiles on this white paper, how will father and son face each other in the future?


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