In Youzhou City, a long team escorted several people for inspection.
Yang Lin happily introduced the products and workshops here to Hu'erzha. Hu'erzha was originally from the Klei tribe and knew a lot about the Han people, but he was still overwhelmed.
Behind them, the three clan chiefs of the Seven Qiang in Hengshan followed Yang Lin closely, and they had long since lost their former unruliness.
Seven tribes of Hengshan Qiang are twisted into a rope, and no one has to be afraid of getting three points. If you fight them in the Hengshan area of Wuding River in the barren mountains and rivers, even if you win, you will lose your skin.
In that case, even if they are conquered, they still have to be carefully comforted and cared for.
Nowadays, they are scattered, and the Western Army has become the boss.
Yang Lin is the uncle's uncle. After entering Youzhou, he took several clan leaders and generals of the Western Army on a tour. The streets of Youzhou were already beginning to be prosperous.
The opening of trade routes will inevitably lead to the development of several large cities in the northwest region, and Yuzhou is considered average.
It is estimated that state capitals such as Yinzhou, Xiazhou and Xingzhou will soon emerge from the war. However, the recovery of people's livelihood in the northwest cannot be so fast. After all, it is a century of war and cannot be restored in a short time.
The biggest problem in the northwest is the lack of population. In this era, without machines and intelligence, labor is the most important, and no one is exempt from everything.
Therefore, the Western Army must be filled with Mongolians, Dangxiang people, and Qiang people to serve as sources of troops.
Everyone gathered in the lobby of the Youzhou Yamen Office. After sitting down, Yang Lin said with a smile: "These days, although you and I are Han, Dangxiang, and Kele, we get along well with each other. I only hope that from now on, we
We can work together to protect the peace of the northwest grasslands."
Suddenly Erza's eyes lit up, it was obvious who the words were directed at.
Now the northwest is peaceful, and the only discordant sound comes from Khitan.
Moreover, the Khitan envoy will soon come here to question the crime. It is morally wrong for the Song Dynasty and the Klie tribe to open a market in Heishan and cross the Khitan.
Because the Kelie tribe is a tribe under the rule of the Khitan Southwest Recruiting Division, it is directly the territory of the Khitan and not a vassal of the Khitan. Just like the Yan'an Prefecture bypassed the Song Dynasty and started direct dialogue with the Khitan, the ruling group cannot tolerate it.
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In the past few days, through Yang Lin's intentional guidance and exposure to wealth, he had seen the prosperity of the Song Dynasty, with all kinds of materials available. With this strong support, the Kelie tribe would not be afraid of the Khitan.
With the wine in full swing, a personal guard walked in outside and handed a secret volume into Yang Lin's hands.
When he unfolded it, it read: The Yelu Dashi is a majestic and heroic man, and he doesn't look at it often. He can be asked to kill it first by Xiao Feng, otherwise it will be a trouble for the Song Dynasty in the future.
Yang Lin calmly stuffed the secret scroll into his sleeve, and Yang Lin was slightly absent-minded. This was the news sent back by his subordinates sent to Khitan to deliver gifts, indicating that they might have met Yelu Dashi halfway.
Bribe Xiao Fengxian and chop off the Yelu stone?
This idea is not impossible. At the beginning, the Qin Dynasty bribed the treacherous minister Guo Kai of Zhao State to make the King of Zhao kill Li Mu; Zhao Kuangyin used a picture scroll to counter Li Congshan and asked Li Yujiu to kill the Southern Tang general Lin Renzhao.
Nowadays, Xiao Fengxian is even more powerful than before. He wants to kill all the Yelu clan. And Yelu Yanxi is a stick, and Yelu Dashi has not become an indispensable general in the hearts of the Liao people.
At this time, he came up with a divisive trick and killed a Yelu Dashi, but it only cost some money.
Su Kenye of the Xifeng clan noticed his dazed expression and quickly asked: "Yang Shaozai?"
Yang Lin came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Someone from Bianliang sent a letter here, saying frankly that the child was sick and was a little distracted for a while. Don't be surprised."
"Yang Shaozai is such a hero, but he also has the tenderness to love his young son. He is truly worthy of being an envoy of a great country, with love and righteousness!" Hu'er Zha said loudly.
What a mess, this guy is really a Mongolian guy, he looks a bit like Gao Bing, let alone the yamen of Captain Gao who lives on the grassland.
"A ruthless man may not be a true hero. How can he be pity for his son but not his husband? Haha, I have always cared for my family."
Everyone was very courteous, some brought out ginseng, some brought out saffron, without caring whether a child could bear it, since the bribe was enough anyway.
Yang Lin's eyes flashed, and he sighed, secretly thinking that Yelu Dashi cannot die.
If he dies, who will resist the Jurchen cavalry that is about to appear? It is not a good thing for the Liao Dynasty to fall too quickly.
The huge Khitan must act as a Great Wall to complete its buffering role against the Golden Dog of the North, and wait for it to put the Song Dynasty on the right track, but it will only die after one stop.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin stopped caring about the secret volume and concentrated on drinking and having fun with everyone present.
While they were drinking in Youzhou City, there was also a banquet in Khitan thousands of miles away——
In the northern border of Khitan, Yelu Yanxi, the Lord of the Liao Dynasty, visited Chunzhou and went out of the city to fish in the Huntong River.
All the leaders of the Khitan ministries came to accompany him, and Prime Minister Xiao Fengxian also came with him.
At the fish banquet, Yelu Yanxi was drunk and drunk. He pointed at the many leaders under the tent and said with a smile: "I was fishing today and I am happy to catch a big fish. Each of you come to the middle to dance and congratulate me."
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The clan leader of Shiwei was the first to stand up, swaying his waist and hips in a vulgar and ridiculous manner, which made the Khitan nobles clasp their hands and laugh.
After the dance, Patriarch Shiwei's face turned red and he was out of breath. He knelt on the ground and said loudly: "I know the literary talent of the southerners well, and I would like to compose a poem for your majesty."
"Do you still have this ability? Tell me."
"Your Majesty caught a fish and gave it to us all to eat. It was so warm in our stomachs that we didn't dare squat in the latrine when we got home."
He deliberately acted ugly and made the Khitan people laugh. Chief Shiwei's buttocks were raised in the air, with sneers on his downcast face.
Yelu Yanxi had a smooth appearance and was considered a relatively handsome man, but his body had been drained by wine and sex, and he looked a little empty and pale.
He held a beautiful woman's waist with one hand and held a wine glass with the other. He laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh, and the wine spilled all over the floor.
When the people present saw it, they all worked hard to perform, no matter how ugly or ridiculous they were.
Until it was the turn of the Jurchen Wanyan tribe, the current tribal leader Wanyan Aguda had a faint hint of anger on his stern face.
Several times the chamberlain of the Liao Dynasty came forward to yell at him, but he stood still and refused to come forward to dance.
Several chamberlains became anxious and stepped forward to punch and kick these little eunuchs. The weak body of these little eunuchs hit Wanyan Aguda's body, which was like hitting iron with a physical fist. The pain made him grimace.
Yelu Yanxi was furious, slapped the table and stood up, cursing: "Get it for me!"
A group of Khitan guards came forward, pinned Wanyan Aguda to the ground, put heavy shackles on his body, and hung him on a nearby tree.
Wanyan Aguda didn't say a word. He just used his eyes to stop his younger brother Wu Qimai and others who wanted to get angry, and signaled them not to act rashly.