The 232nd chapter is greedy for the world in front of the Buddha
Dali is located on the southwest border, and its presence is not high, but its strength cannot be underestimated.
Nanzhao, the predecessor of Dali, played a big role in the demise of the Tang Dynasty. This place was a quagmire of war.
The reason is simply that the terrain is complex and the mountain roads are rugged. It has been separated from the rule of the Central Plains Dynasty for a long time and has its own set of chieftain systems.
In addition, the folk customs are fierce and very difficult to defeat. To be honest, Xia Liao is eyeing the Song Dynasty in the northwest, and Dali does not come to attack the Song Dynasty, which is already very good.
For the Song Dynasty, it was indeed a bit unkind to treat the Dali Kingdom like this because this country had always been submissive and never invaded, and it also helped the Song Dynasty contain Tubo in the west.
But when it comes to national interests, there is no honest explanation. Given a God-given opportunity, Yang Lin really didn't want to let it go.
When Zhao Kuangyin founded the Song Dynasty, he conquered 400 military states in the world with a military stick, but even when he got here, he stopped moving forward.
First of all, the land of Shu has been newly settled, and people's hearts are not at peace. The divisions and veterans are tired, and there is no opportunity to take advantage of it.
Secondly, the enemy in the north is still strong, and heroes tend to grow old. Later, the founding generals of the country have long since died, and they are too old to be able to fight Dali.
The moon is shining on the green tiles, and the red lights are hanging high.
Zhaode Square is truly spectacular with its overhanging eaves, heavy pavilions and carved walls. In front of the red lacquer door are two lions guarding it. Outside the door, the ground is covered with bricks and stones, which is flat and neat.
A carriage came slowly. Its body was extremely ordinary, and the material of the jet-black frame could not be seen. The horses pulling the carriage were quite impressive.
Lu Qian, who was sitting opposite Lu Wang drinking in the square in front of his house, his ears twitched. He looked up and saw this carriage, and smiled knowingly before letting go of his hand holding the handle of the knife.
Next to him, Lu Wang chuckled: "We have brought someone here again. This is the fourth time this month, right? The young master is also ridiculous. You have to say a few words to him someday. This thing seems to be romantic, and it is discovered.
It’s not easy to play around with. Besides, there is no shortage of women around Shaozai, so why bother holding down a princess in distress? It’s really heartbreaking.”
Lu Qian immediately refuted: "You are a scoundrel and the most cunning one. Why don't you go there yourself? Why should you let me get scolded? Besides, how can ordinary makeup and makeup be compared with a princess with golden branches and jade leaves? Just for this status, it is worth less
Take the risk."
"It's not because you are close to Shao Zai. There are so many good men in Long Live Camp, but Shao Zai only favors you. You are unfaithful and remonstrate hard. Are you worthy of Brother Yang Tong?"
The carriage stopped, and Duan Miaozhen, who was dressed in black robe, got out of the car and found Yang Lin's study in a familiar way.
As soon as the door opened, he saw a young girl lying in his arms. Yang Lin gently patted Rong Niang on the buttocks, signaling her to go out first.
Rong Niang lowered her head and walked out, and when she glanced at Nian accidentally, even a woman could not help but marvel: There is such a noble and charming woman in the world.
When Duan Miaozhen saw that he had ordered his concubine to leave, she felt less uncomfortable and obediently came over and snuggled into his arms.
Yang Lin's fingers were still sticky, so he rubbed her body with evil intentions, wiped her clean quietly, then picked up a tips bag from the table and said, "Miaozhen, look at this."
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Duan Miaozhen looked down and was immediately frightened. This study was simply the birthplace of her nightmares. Every time she came there, there was such horrifying news.
The traitor Gao Mingtai, Prime Minister of Dali, actually wanted to surrender. From her point of view, the Song Dynasty had no reason to refuse.
Because Gao Mingtai actually controls Dali. As long as he accepts his surrender, Dali can be pacified without further fighting.
Duan Miaozhen was not Yang Lin. She couldn't think of any reason for Song Dynasty to refuse, and her heart suddenly felt like it was boiling in oil.
Two lines of clear tears slipped down from the white snowy cheeks, the brightness in the bright eyes seemed to be dimmed, Emei frowned slightly, and the pink and white snow piled up, which made people feel extremely distressed.
Yang Lin gently stroked her back and said softly: "Miaozhen, you may think that I am just greedy for your body, so I run back and forth for your Dali Duan family. But today, I will let you know that I, Yang Lin, , are you really willing to give up everything for you?"
Duan Miaozhen raised her head in astonishment and sobbed: "Lin Lang, Miaozhen is very grateful that you have been able to do what you have done so far. As of now, all I ask is that you can put me back in Dali and let Miaozhen die in Cangshan Erhai together with my father." between."
Yang Lin sighed and said: "Look, you always don't believe me. Alas, today in the Jade Palace, His Majesty and Cai Jing both laughed and cheered, thinking that Dali was about to be pacified. I was the only one who came out to argue with reason. The morality between countries is This is the way of heaven. If you violate the way of heaven, you will be punished by heaven. Your Majesty was furious and reprimanded me in court. He asked me to come back and reflect on myself.
How could I not know that by accepting Gao Taiming's benefits, I was not doing it for the sake of heaven, but for the sake of my beloved girl. Maybe I am not a good minister, and my selfishness trumps my public conscience, but I really can't calm myself down."
Duan Miaozhen felt a little warm in her heart. She had already made up her mind to die, and she wanted to suffer together with her father's royal family members. Being able to receive a little love when she was dying was extremely precious for a young girl.
Yang Lin twisted his wrist and said: "After seeing you tonight, I feel more and more that I can't let you down again. Tonight I will go to the palace to remonstrate with you. If your majesty agrees, that's all. If you don't agree, I will die in front of the palace. It won't be in vain for you." I'm in love."
Duan Miaozhen's heart felt like thunder and lightning, like thousands of spring waters falling from the sky, and like flowers flying hundreds of miles away sleeping on a pillow with sweet fragrance.
Yang Lin glared at him, pushed open the door to the study room, and walked out with an aura that would attract thousands of people!
If you love your husband like this, what regrets will you have in dying?
A faint smile appeared on Duan Miaozhen's face, she walked to Yang Lin's wicker chair, closed her eyes and gently smelled his scent.
Linlang wants to die with me. He wants to persuade the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. If there is a one in ten thousand chance, Linlang can successfully persuade the emperor not to accept Gao Mingtai.
Duan Miaozhen quickly denied this extremely happy ending and curled up on the wicker chair, feeling extremely nostalgic.
Buddha, there is true love in the world, why did you let Miaozhen meet before his death?
Yang Lin walked out of the study and went to Yin Qianqian's yard. Yin Qianqian took off her crown, covered the dark clouds, and was about to go to sleep without makeup.
When he saw Yang Lin, he felt happy in his heart, his eyes flashed, and he smiled sweetly: "Da Lang, why are you here at this time?"
"I miss you." Yang Lin said sweetly, which made Yin Qianqian feel happy.
Under the candlelight, Yin Qian smiled brightly, and arranged for the maid to prepare a table full of wine, food, fruits and vegetables, and the pot was filled with fragrant mash.
The two of them drank and drank. Yang Lin touched her nose and said with a smile: "I can't drink tonight. I have important things to do later. It's your fate. Let me feed you."
After saying that, she picked up the wine bottle, Yin Qianqian rolled her eyes at him, a little shy, squatted gently in front of his legs, raised her pretty face and opened her mouth to receive the wine.
Yang Lin raised it up deliberately and had a lot of fun. As he ate, he walked into the brocade tent with the fragrant mandarin duck quilt.