Chapter 258: The means are despicable but effective
Lu Qian looked strange and said, "Young Master, please close the Internet cafe quickly?"
"No rush." Yang Lin stood up, waved his hand, and said: "Give them some time to get along with each other to ferment their friendship, otherwise it will be too sudden. Don't be impatient with this thing. The jade test needs to be boiled to three full points. Let it cook longer.
The wine brewed by the days is sweet when you drink it."
Neither Lu Qian nor Lu Wang believed in Buddhism, but in the golden hall of Daxiangguo Temple, both of them were a little worried about who they were following.
Yang Lin calculated that it would be best for Gao Bing to take Guan Yun Feng Liu a few more times, and it would be best if Zheng Yunyao saw him again, and then he would come forward.
Take advantage of the situation and use some means to capture the heart of a girl. This is a matter of course.
Thinking of his success, Yang Lin took out the fan from his back, shook it a few times and then played with the soft incense fan pendant hanging on the handle.
"Soft incense" became popular only a few years ago. It was worn by the court and the people. The spices used were expensive and colorful. They were placed in the chest or hung around as accessories. The most common one was as a fan pendant.
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Fan holders can hold it in their hands and enjoy it at their leisure. Its texture is as smooth as jelly, and it feels soft and greasy to the touch. It can be pinched and shaped into various shapes at will, which not only moves the joints, but also makes the fingers and palms lightly dyed with fresh air.
Finn.
"Fighting together makes a beautiful girl, cuddling up to someone's warmth makes you want to disappear." The beauty of this can only be understood.
Only the Song Dynasty had such an invention. Of course Yang Lin would not miss it, playing with it and kneading it while walking down the bell tower.
The young monk hiding in the dark saw this scene and stood there waiting for them to go away before he dared to go and report the news.
The group of people staggered outside the temple and saw a long line of forbidden troops on the official road, forming a group to leave the city.
Yang Lin waved his hand, and Lu Qian stepped forward to inquire. After a while, he came back and said, "Shao Zai, what happened? These people are going to Dali."
"If you go to Dali, go to Dali. What will happen?" Yang Lin suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who will lead the team?"
"Te Jin Wang Fu"
Not far away, it turned out to be Wang Fu. This guy was originally handsome and extraordinary, but now he was proud of the spring breeze, and he was even more majestic and armor-clad.
Riding on his horse, he thought that if he went to Dali this time, he would be like Yang Lin and have the credit of destroying the country.
Yang Lin snatched the great achievement of destroying Xixia from Tong Guan, and then took Dali from him. It was a natural cycle, and retribution was not good. The guy lived in his own house and suppressed him in every way. This time he took him
Being half angry to death is actually a joy in life.
"A straight mother is a thief, a dog kills a talented person, he is a fool." Yang Lin cursed three times in a row, which attracted the attention of the people around him. Yang Lin spat in the street again, and then hurried back to Zhaodefang.
Several of his confidants looked at Yang Lin, who was sitting at the top with a sinister look on his face, and were a little frightened and looked at each other.
Suddenly, Yang Lin sneered and said: "Lu Wang, you personally lead the people to Huating Port and mobilize the big ship to go south to pick up Song Jiang and the Duan family. Dali closed the net in advance. Let's do it again and let Wang Fu.
You bastard, go and fight with the chieftains."
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up, this was indeed a good idea.
Only Lu Qian looked suspicious and said: "In this case, Shao Zai's deployment in Dali has failed."
The chieftains who had been entrenched for thousands of years had not yet been killed, so stopping at this moment gave them a chance to breathe and surrender. If they wanted to free up their hands to deal with them, they would have to use a legitimate weapon like the Dali Emperor.
A group of people looked at him with strange expressions. Lu Qian felt a little uncomfortable and explained, "Isn't this what Shaozai said before?"
Yang Lin blushed, looking at his "honest" confidant, and sighed.
"After all, the southwest is not a top priority. There will still be opportunities to deal with it in the future. If Wang Fu gains power, they will try their best to promote the conquest of Yan. It will be the most fatal if they disrupt my plan. There is a chessboard in your mind, and you should learn to make choices."
Yin Muhong saw that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, so he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Young Master has a high mind, and what he has done is exactly right. We must not let Liang Shicheng and his faction gain power again."
Yang Lin also wanted to completely solve the problem of chieftains in the southwest, but as the killing continued, Duan Zhengchun and the army marching west might have become mentally ill.
People in Southwest kept writing to me, writing that Duan's revenge was too cruel and that everyone in Southwest was in danger due to his killing.
At this time, the imperial court sent Wang Fu to go there, and he might be able to achieve good results. Although blindly killing people was a way to cure the southwest, using too much medicine might be counterproductive.
When Wang Fu went there this time, there was no Duan family in Dali. He would not be stupid enough to fight with the chieftains and wipe Yang Lin's ass. When Cai You went to Jiangnan and worked hard to suppress bandits, he became a laughing stock when he came back.
Other than that, there is no benefit at all.
Yang Lin shook his head. It was a pity that Wang Fu was gone. Although he could not get credit for the conquest of Dali, his plan to install grassroots cronies in the southwest was ruined.
Dali was separated from the Tang Dynasty, and now it has been taken back intact. There is still an extra land extending hundreds of miles to the west. Even if it is the interest that was cut off for so long, the open border area in the southwest alone is as much as 20% of the Song Dynasty.
, this time's success in opening up borders is even greater than that of Xixia.
It's just that Xixia is the old enemy of the Song Dynasty, and the party Li family has always liked to attack the Song Dynasty. It has been consuming the court's money and food and is a huge threat at all times, so destroying Xia has such a big impact.
With Dali conquered this time, if the southwest can take over Tubo as planned, the Song Dynasty will no longer have worries and will have vast land and high-quality soldiers. It only takes a few years to recuperate and recuperate, and it can provide the Song Dynasty with countless troops.
Soldiers, horses, money, food and supplies.
When the time comes, it will be free, and it is not certain who will play the leading role in the ups and downs of the northern border drama.
Yang Lin looked at Yin Muhong, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "How are the two things I arranged for you to do?"
Yin Muhong wanted to take credit for a long time, so he quickly said: "Young Master, please be patient, my subordinates are near Kaifeng Mansion, and they will search for no fewer than a thousand painters. They will surely create an unprecedented map of the prosperous age for the government."
In teahouses and restaurants, my subordinates also bribed countless scribes to sing praises to the young master. This matter cannot be applied elsewhere, mainly in Jiangnan and other places under our control. The admissions of various academies determine who can enter the Imperial College and gain fame.
As long as we put down our words, whoever wants to enter will be able to enter, and the scholars will rush to join the army of their own accord."
Xu Zhichang felt a chill and asked cautiously: "In this case, will there be some rumors?"
"What are you afraid of?" Yang Lin said loudly: "It's mediocre not to make people jealous. It's okay to have some disputes. The people are the best to be fooled." He first heard a poem praising me, and he already believed that I was a good person, and then
When someone belittles me, he will even argue with them. If we don't do anything, people will spread rumors and slander us, and we will really become a traitor. If our reputation is ruined, we will not be able to achieve anything."
Yang Lin nodded and said: "Remember, the main thing is to work hard on things such as honesty, loyalty to the emperor, patriotism, and character. Don't blindly promote achievements, or even try to cover up as much as possible. Let everyone in the world know that Yang Lin is no better than a young master.
He is just a saint who is loyal to the emperor. When I get free time, I will come up with a set of Yang Xuelai to teach everyone how to be a good person loyal to His Majesty and a polite person."
"This doesn't require orders from the young master, my subordinates will take care of it naturally."