When he first arrived in Suzhou, Yang Lin was unfamiliar with the place, so he gave Zhu Meng a bit of a thumbs-down.
First, he made a fuss with him and cut off his wings, and then he raised the butcher's knife.
Now that the situation has changed, we should not fight wildly.
Now, after a battle to pacify Fang La, Yang Lin has planted his own people at the grassroots level all over the south of the Yangtze River. His breath is like clouds and his breath is like rain.
There were no less than 200 captains from the Wansui Battalion who had followed him down to the south of the Yangtze River, and a thousand more were forbidden troops from the Beijing camp. They lined up in formation on the outskirts of the city to wait for Yang Lin's carriage.
Li Yan and others came out with ulterior motives. Under the gaze of the Long Live Battalion, they waited for a long time for Yang Lin to arrive late.
Lifting the curtain, Yang Lin stepped out of the carriage, and the officials hurriedly greeted him. This time he came by himself, and had already sent Fang Miaolian and Yang Tianle to Suzhou Tongyuan.
The first eunuch to die must be Li Yan. This eunuch's ruthless methods provoked a massive civil uprising in Jiangnan, but he didn't expect that he didn't look like a villain.
Yang Lin understood it after thinking about it carefully. It's no wonder that Zhao Ji is a face-control guy, and generally those with vicious looks can't catch his eye.
Therefore, no matter Cai Jing, Tong Guan, Wang Fu, Yang Jian, including the murdered Zhu Meng and now Li Yan, they all look elegant, gentle, or fierce, but none of them look vulgar.
Including Yang Lin, the most famous person in the imperial court now, the Young Master is also a very handsome man, and when he is serious, he has an air of elegance and elegance.
Yang Lin chuckled, stepped forward and said, "This must be Senior Official Li. I'm glad to meet you."
Li Yan turned his eyes and said with a smile: "I've heard about Shaozai's name for a long time, and I finally got what I wanted today."
"I am on a hunting expedition in the sky. When I arrive in Jiangning, I will go to Eunuch Li's room to ask for a drink and form a good relationship."
"If the young master gives me a favor, my humble house will be full of glory."
Li Yan's "humble house" had a spacious backyard with a spacious courtyard, the sound of silk and bamboo, and a flourish of orchestral music. A banquet was held to entertain the imperial envoys.
Yang Lin was sitting at the top, smiling and chatting over wine with a few people. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. However, there were several burly military men with swords behind him who almost never left.
Li Yan watched secretly and couldn't see anything strange. He couldn't help but murmur in his heart, is he really here to fight Qiufeng and ask for bribes? So what if I give him one hundred thousand guan? As long as this guy doesn't cause trouble in Jiangning, how much money will it cost?
Our family is also willing to buy Ping An.
Yang Lin sighed and said: "It's really boring to have wine but no fun. It's a banquet, Jiangning Mansion is a prosperous place, a land of flowers and birds, why are there no prostitutes at the banquet."
Li Yan apologized, then clapped his hands, and four gorgeous maikos danced out to the rhythm of the female musicians' silk and bamboo. After bowing to everyone present, they flicked their long sleeves and started dancing in a row.
Yang Lin seemed to be gradually attracted by the whirling dancing postures. He clapped his hands and cheered, and the wine became more and more intense during the dinner.
The banquet lasted until night, when the lanterns were lit and the moon shone brightly.
Even the dancers had rotated back and forth several times, and their feet were so tired that they were numb.
Yang Lin still had no intention of leaving the table. Li Yan was anxious and wanted to send this plague god away immediately.
Yang Lin's face turned red after drinking. He leaned over and hugged the dead eunuch Li Yan, and said: "These dancers in the house are pretty good. Which building are they from?"
Officials in the Song Dynasty did not shy away from talking about having sex with prostitutes as a romantic affair.
Li Yan said with a dry smile on his face: "Young Master likes it, and our family will buy it for you."
"I can't wait any longer. I'll ask your people to prepare a wing for me in my house. I'll stay here." After saying that, he walked to the middle, hugged the two dancers, and shouted loudly in the eyes of everyone.
: "Are all the servants in the house dead? Here comes someone to lead the way."
Li Yan had a sinister look in his eyes, and with a slight wave of his hand, the old man in charge of his house led Yang Lin to the backyard.
Six kabuki actors surrounded Yang Lin, laughing and walking to the backyard. Yang Lin, who was stumbling, lowered his head, with a glint in his eyes.
Li Yan and Zhu Meng were of the same kind. Among them, Li Yan caused more serious harm in Jiangnan than Zhu Meng because of his high official position.
When he was in Bianliang, Li Yan was the general manager of the imperial court, and the first person under the imperial eunuch Liang Shicheng, firmly suppressing Yang Jian.
Historically, this person later came to the northwest and disrupted the northwest, and his destructive power was evident.
He is also a nail buried in Jiangnan by Liang Shicheng. Jiangnan is a key area for Yang Lin's layout. This Li Yan must be removed.
The old governor led Yang Lin to a rather luxurious wing, where hundreds of soldiers immediately surrounded the place and made it impossible to penetrate.
As soon as the door closed, Yang Lin's drunkenness disappeared. It was just a low-alcohol wine, not as high as the fruit wine of later generations. It was just like a drink.
Yang Lin took the towel handed over by the dancer and wiped his forehead with a gloomy smile on his face.
The six dancers are all Jiangning's oirans. In the past, many wealthy businessmen and gentry spent a lot of money, but they could only talk and play chess. The scene was very grand.
At this time, facing one of the most powerful people in the empire, Yang Lin remained silent and did not speak. They did not dare to come forward. They all stood aside with their hands lowered, twisting their skirts with their fingers. They were not aware of the eight-faced exquisiteness on weekdays.
No matter where they flew, everyone was a little nervous.
Yang Lin had arranged everything and secretly figured that he would be fine. Thinking of his poisonous plan, Li Yan would die.
The sky is high here and the emperor is far away. Even if there are any mistakes, the worst thing is that when we get to Bianliang, we will just lie and come back.
As long as you don't lose Zhao Ji's favor and break the truth outside, you can get away with it when you go back. This is what Yang Lin summed up from his experience as a close minister of the emperor under Zhao Ji.
The six dancers saw Shao Zai's smile getting worse and worse, and they pushed out the most famous and prettiest one, and said with their skirts: "Shao Zai, do you want to rest? Our sisters will wait for Shao Zai to go to bed?"
Only then did Yang Lin remember that there were six more people. He patted the table with a chuckle and said, "There are flowers that need to be folded. This is not the time to sleep. Come on, the six of you, with your heads held high, kneel down here."
With."——
Yang Lin was sweating profusely and had turned less than halfway when he suddenly heard a noise outside, with people shouting and horses neighing, and the noise continued.
There were two crisp sounds, Yang Lin patted it gently and said with a smile: "The things outside have nothing to do with us, so don't move."
"No, it's gone!"
The soldiers and servants in the mansion had long been in chaos, gongs were ringing, and many people ran out with basins and buckets, but they didn't know where to put out the fire.
"Where's the fire?" Li Yan asked.
"I do not know."
"Who did you listen to?"
"Didn't you say that?"
Everyone was talking, but no one could explain clearly.
Li Yan was fed and drank by Yang Lin for a whole day, and his back and legs ached from exhaustion. He was woken up just as he was about to take a rest, and his mood was beyond description.
He slapped the servant on the face and cursed: "It's okay, don't yell!"
"Oops, it's on fire!" A black figure jumped out again, shouting and screaming.
Li Yan couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped up and grabbed the person's collar, "Don't scream, hey, who are you?!"
"Li Daguan is so forgetful. I have already sent greetings to you with the young master. Your subordinate is Lu Qian, the Marquis of Yu, the capital of Long Live Camp." The visitor asked with a look of astonishment on his face.
Li Yan did not dare to offend Yang Lin, so he let go and said calmly: "It turns out to be Lu Yuhou. Please tell me clearly where the fire is."
"The stables." Lu Qian pointed to the distance.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone followed his hand and looked, and indeed there was a faint light of fire in the west.
Several lieutenants from the Long Live Battalion killed the boys in Li's stables on the pretext of feeding their horses. They casually set fire to it, dropped the torches and saw the fire was burning, so they started shouting to put out the fire.
There were fires everywhere in the noisy Li Mansion, and in the night, we could see how many people were running to put out the fire. Anyway, it was a mess.
Lu Qian held Li Yan aside and yelled: "In our guard of honor, we have the golden dragon and white jade given by His Majesty, and in the stables, there is also the black horse riding on the snow, given by Your Majesty. What will happen if it burns out?"
Li Yan wanted to take a look, but was grabbed by this high-spirited general and couldn't move even half a step.
Suddenly, Li Yan felt a chill in his heart, and a stream of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the sky. What were they going to do?
This military commander named Lu Qian calmly controlled himself and could not move at all. The gloomy smile on his face did not look like it was caused by urgency.
How could he be careless and be captured? Li Yan was extremely regretful, but he did not dare to ask for help directly. He only carefully reminded his confidants, and said loudly with a straight face: "Please let Marquis Lu Yu go, please let us go.
What does this mean?"
The captain of the Long Live Battalion who came to put out the fire was throwing bundles of contraband everywhere in the Li Mansion.
On the outskirts of Jiangning, nearly a thousand imperial troops from the Beijing camp saw the signal in the city. After giving the city guards a few slaps, they opened the city gate and went straight to Li Mansion.