Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell, the sky was gloomy and gloomy, and the snow on the official road had already covered the wheels.
Four carriages lined up on the official road, their wheels squeaking in the snow.
"The north wind was cold all night, the clouds were thick and thick, and the snow was floating in the sky, changing the old mountains and rivers. What a handsome snow!"
Yang Lin opened the car curtain and sighed in admiration.
"Dalang still has time to recite poems. With such heavy snow, I really don't know when we can get to Bianliang?" This voice is clear and pleasant, with a bit of laziness. It is Li Ning'er who is the most beautiful person in Yangzhou.
Yang San, wearing a fur hat, raised his hand to exhale, and said with a smile: "Miss Ning'er, there is no need to worry. After passing the trail in front, you will reach the official road of Bianliang. There are people sweeping the floor and clearing snow all year round.
It’s so tight. I came here once with my master a few years ago, and it was also covered in heavy snow.”
Yang Lin was very high-spirited. This visit to Beijing was the beginning of his official career. He was about to mend the sky with one hand, turn the tide, help the dangerous mountains, and do a great cause with great vigor. He stood in the snow with his hands behind his back, his waist straight, and he was about to chant.
Recite a poem about the scenery of the North, with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow falling to express your pride and ambition.
Suddenly there was a rapid whistle, and several figures jumped out of the snow. The horse was so frightened that it raised its hooves, and Yang Lin, who was standing on the carriage, plunged into the snow nest.
"Hahaha, I didn't catch a fat sheep this time. It's ridiculous that big brother said that there is no one to walk on the mountain because of the heavy snow."
A group of guards came out of the car behind, surrounded Yang Lin's carriage, and dug him out of the snow with all their hands.
Spitting out the snow in his mouth, Yang Lin felt a little scared in his heart. Is this the legendary mountain bandit Qiang Liang? He was greatly poisoned by later novels, especially the Song Dynasty underworld "Water Margin", which made Yang Lin naturally fearful of these gangsters.
, bravely asked: "Who are you?"
Just as the strong men on the opposite side were about to speak, a man appeared from behind Yang Lin. He had a strong back, a bear's waist, a tall nose, and a broad mouth. He protected Yang Lin behind him and said: "They are just some dirty thieves. It is our fault for disturbing Da Lang.
Sir, please sit down in the car and I will deal with them later."
Yang Lin's visit to Beijing this time has become a top priority for the Yang family. For this reason, Yang Tong brought all the nursing homes where his subordinates visited businessmen all year round with him.
This world is not peaceful, and there are many dangers when going out, especially for merchants who have money and goods.
Yang Tong naturally has a group of men with good martial arts skills. The leader is called Zhao Hong. From the looks of him, he doesn't take these strong men seriously at all.
Yang Lin knew that he could not be of much help, so he hid in the luxurious carriage. Inside, Yingying and Yanyan hid Ning'er, Yun Niang, and Yang Tianai. At this time, they were all a little afraid and looked at Yang Lin.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Yang Lin was also scared himself, so he comforted several people with gentle words, and the three women immediately came to his side.
After a frightening sound of weapons clashing and yelling, the shouts of killing outside slowly quieted down. Zhao Hong said from the side of the carriage: "Dalang, we've finished dealing with it. Do we need to report it to the official?"
"It's okay, send someone to the government to tell him, so as not to cause another trouble in the future." Yang Lin breathed a long sigh of relief. The thugs assigned to him by his father were indeed reliable.
In fact, it is easy to understand. The Yang family has a lot of money, so naturally they hire masters, people with truly outstanding martial arts skills.
"Da Lang, this is too scary."
"Find a way to buy this piece of land. I will be of great use in the future."
Li Yunniang quickly remembered it in her mind. Now she and Yang Tianai were in charge of the financial power, and all the money in and out of the bank came from her, so she had an errand to feel more at ease.
When he opened the curtain, he saw a horse running in the distance. It was obviously someone Zhao Hong had arranged to report to the official.
In the snow behind them, the blood color has been covered with white snow, and the traces of the fight have long been invisible. The mountains in the distance are rolling, and under the dark black sky, they look like a giant beast that chooses people to eat.
This is already around Bianliang, and there are actually path-cutting thieves. These mountains and rivers are all outside Bianliang, but there is no defense at all. No wonder the Khitans attacked the city of Bianliang several times and even signed an alliance under the city.
I really don’t know what the emperors and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty did.
Sure enough, as Yang San said, after passing this mountain range, someone cleared the snow on the official road in Bianliang, making the road much easier to walk.
We rested in the carriage for another night. When we woke up, we were almost at the city gate of Bianliang. The leader of the carriage hung banners with Yang characters in front of it for the Yang family in Bianliang to come and greet them.
Yang Tong's industries are spread all over the country, and Bianliang is his second hometown after Yangzhou, with more than a dozen stores and workshops.
Before the Yang family could find him, several sharp-eyed imperial guards from the Imperial City Division, led by Liu Qingshui, had already come to find him.
"Haha, Dalang!"
Yang Lin stepped out of the carriage and stretched. He came from Yangzhou and could not transport by water because of the ice and snow. The bumps along the way almost made his bones fall apart. No wonder the ancients were unwilling to travel far away.
"Brother Liu, I'm really touched by coming out to greet you so early."
"Hey, we brothers, whoever you are, received your hospitality in Yangzhou. Now that we have come to Bianliang, we must let our brothers fulfill their friendship as landlords no matter what."
Yang Lin didn't want to be in the carriage for a long time. He jumped out of the car and another group of people came from a distance. A white-faced middle-aged man came forward and said: "Da Lang, I am Bai Chongzan, the shopkeeper of Yangjiatonghe Food Store.
As requested by my boss, I have come here to arrange for Dalang to enter the Bianliang Villa of the Yang family."
"It turns out to be Shopkeeper Bai. A few of my friends and I are going to have a drink in a few days. We won't come home until we get drunk tonight. Yang San, take the others and follow Shopkeeper Bai to get everyone settled."
Yang San drove the carriage and followed these people into Bianliang City. Liu Qingshui exclaimed: "Tonghe Grain House is a famous grain house in Bianliang. I didn't expect that it also belongs to your Yang family."
Yang Lin chuckled and said: "It's all small money, not worth mentioning."
"You guy!"
The group of people entered the city happily and cheered. Suddenly, several people rushed up and asked, "Is this Yang Lin, the Gongsheng student from Yangzhou, Mr. Yang?"
Yang Lin nodded and asked doubtfully: "Exactly, your Excellency?"
The visitor smiled and said: "I am a servant of Prime Minister Cai's house. My master knew that the young master was coming to Beijing, so he specially asked me to come and invite him so that he could have time to visit the house."
Yang Lin agreed with a smile, and one of the forbidden soldiers clicked his tongue twice: "Dalang, are you familiar with Cai Jing? He is a popular person among the officials. According to my father, the officials even personally served him food when hosting banquets."
The imperial guards of the Imperial City Department all had noble families. Although they had little authority, their titles were impressive and they could often see the emperor.
"A bit of friendship, not very familiar." Yang Lin answered truthfully.
"Come on, there is a lot of traffic in front of the Cai Mansion now. No one who has any close relationship can get in. Dalang is so proud that Cai Jing personally sent someone to greet him."
After entering the city, after walking a few steps, I saw two servants in palace attire coming on horseback.
"Is this Yang Wenyuan, Young Master Yang?"
Liu Qingshui shouted: "Here he comes again, here he comes again. It's him, Jieyuan of Yangzhou."
The two young chamberlains stopped their horses with smiles and said: "We are the subordinates of Grandpa Tong, the chamberlain minister. Grandpa knows that the young master is coming to Beijing and will hold a banquet. He invites you to the house tomorrow for the banquet."
The imperial guard next to him touched his forehead and said: "Tong Guan's people"