In Qin Fengjun's camp, the elite Western Army of the Song Dynasty, armed to the teeth, got rid of the shackles of money and became stronger and stronger.
One after another, the war horses were parked in the empty school field. This area was ten miles in diameter and was used for military exercises.
With the replenishment of troops and horses, and the replenishment of three years of arrears of food and salary, everyone in the Western Army was gearing up and thinking about achieving another military exploit.
A real man was born in Qinlong, and his father and brother both died in the war. How can he take this small amount of money as a pension and go back to his former residence where things have changed and people have changed, and mourn in panic for the rest of his life?
In the large tent of the Chinese army, Zhong Shidao looked gloomy, and Yao Gu stood in the middle and paced back and forth: "I didn't expect that the Khitan, with such a great reputation, would be so unstoppable in fighting. The Southwest Recruiting Division claimed to have 500,000 people, but they were defeated.
It's a joke, a big joke, that the troops are repelled."
"We, the Western Army, are acting like villains in vain this time. It would be better if the young commander in the court didn't realize it. But if we find out that it was us who did it, wouldn't it be that we steal the chicken but lose the rice?"
The Klie tribe repelled the Khitan's suppression and hid in the Wuliang Sea to avoid the storm in Mobei. There was absolutely no living person wherever the blizzard and strong wind blew.
The Western Army provoked a war between the Khitans and the Mongols, and their plan to fight the Khitans in the northwest came to nothing. Not only them, no one thought that the Kelie tribe could withstand the troops of the two recruiting divisions of Daliao.
The Western Army's tail was too big, and it was a thorn in the side of the civil servants. If Yang Lin, who was protecting them, was not too powerful, their northwest generals would be relieved of their military power after the Xia Dynasty was destroyed.
The seed master opened his eyes and sighed: "We must ask for forgiveness from the young master. If we are lucky enough to pretend to be an outsider and anger the young young master, everything will be over. The carriages and horses of the Long Live Battalion are all over the northwest, and the young master
It’s not like you haven’t seen Zai’s methods before.”
Everyone in the tent nodded together, and Zhe Keqiu stood up and said: "I have asked Mr. Zhong about this matter. Someone must go to Bianliang. Several of the younger generations of your clan are related to the young master.
, and asked them to buy generous gifts and go."
Master Zhong stood up and said: "Only let the juniors go. How can I see the heart of the city? I have to go there myself."
"Alas! After all, the Khitans are too incompetent. How could a great country defeat a grassland tribe like this?"
There are 70,000 string-controlling men in the Kelie tribe. The Khitan has already been scolded like this after losing. However, in Huanglong Mansion, there are 2,500 young and strong Jurchens wearing armor, sharpening their swords, and preparing to rebel against the Liao——
Bianliang, Genyue Shoushan.
Zhao Ji was wearing a narrow-sleeved short coat, took off his hat, and only used a net scarf to cover his hair, playing with a red bow in the open space by the pool.
The red ball was flying high and low, ups and downs. In addition to kicking with his feet, Zhao Ji used his head, shoulders, hips, chest, abdomen, knees and other parts. The patterns were colorful and really beautiful. He didn't know what kind of skills he used.
, the ball stuck to his body and kept rolling, never leaving his body for a moment.
The surrounding palace eunuchs clapped their hands and applauded. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and several servants led Yang Lin and Yang Jian to come quickly.
Zhao Ji, who had sharp ears and eyes, could hear clearly. After finishing the conversation, a palace maid immediately handed over a warm handkerchief.
After Liang Yang stepped forward and saluted, Zhao Ji said with a smile: "You two dear friends, please be free. I have invited you here because I have something to entrust to your family."
Yang Jian frowned and lowered his eyes, and said flattered: "Despite the official's orders, I worked hard for the official to do it perfectly for the official."
Yang Lin rolled his eyes inwardly. As Old Yang got older, his acting skills became more and more exaggerated. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "The same goes for me."
Zhao Ji smiled with a guilty conscience and said: "Since the queen has followed me, she has a dignified temperament and rarely returns to peace. I had promised her to repair the house for her old father Zheng Shen. The internal government was in a tight situation for a while, so the two beloved ministers built this house.
Yue, if there are some spare parts, why not spare a few people to help her renovate them."
When Yang Lin heard this, he said, "What the hell are you talking about? I give you more than a million yuan every year, and you are still in a tight situation."
This clearly shows that they are here to attack local tycoons. The Long Live Camp was indeed built to build Genyue Shoushan, but I am afraid that only Zhao Ji regarded it as a construction team.
Yang Jian immediately agreed. Anyway, this matter had little to do with the police factory. Yang Lin looked at him angrily and said: "Since we are building a few yards, I can just arrange it."
Zhao Ji was overjoyed. He was a poor man. He had owed the Western Army three years of food and salary, and had to pay to send new coins to Daliao.
That is to say, after Cai Jing came to power, the court's income increased, and Yang Lin built Genyue and ran the Cuju League, which also earned him some money to fill the inner palace. Anyone who takes money from his inner palace is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger.
Zhao Ji smiled and called the palace maid who was ready, and ordered the palace maid to hold a silver plate with a jade belt and satin boot dust wat.
"I receive salary without any merit, but it is God's favor. I am sincere and frightened."
"Yang Aiqing is loyal to the emperor and the country and deserves to be rewarded."
Someone will deliver these things to Yang Mansion. After Yang Lin saluted, he was about to leave with Yang Jian when Zhao Ji arrived again: "Yang Jian, please step aside first. I and Wenyuan have something to say."
Yang Jian was secretly envious that the Young Master was His Majesty's closest minister. He had a calm expression on his face and walked out with a chuckle.
Zhao Ji was a little hesitant, waved his hand and dismissed the surrounding palace ladies, and said: "Every year at this time, the tributes from other countries arrive, and I will give the torreya almonds and crispy yellow to layman Li alone. Now I won't see her because of the Holy Body of Shenxiao.
, I don’t know how I make a living. I’m sorry to see you, why don’t I love you and send me a few boxes.”
Master Li? Yang Lin frowned and said with a straight face: "Your Majesty! Why don't you love yourself! I have already made it very clear. Your Majesty must destroy this Genyue Feng Shui. It is not easy for me to gather together for Master Li."
Is your good fortune gone? If Your Majesty only cares about a promiscuous woman, I hope Your Majesty will allow me to resign from the post of building Genyue and serve Your Majesty in the temple."
Zhao Ji was not angry but a little worried. He cared about Genyue Long Live Mountain very much, otherwise he would have secretly sent someone to send it away.
He stopped Yang Lin, hoping to find some solution, but he was unwilling to risk his luck for Master Li.
Now that Yang Lin was speaking so righteously, he was a little happy. After all, this also meant that his divine fortune was absolutely true.
"Since Yang Aiqing said this, how can I not listen to the good advice? I will give this box to Aiqing."
Yang Lin left Gen Yue angrily, carrying a box of torreya almonds and went straight to Li Shishi's residence.
Now that there is no longer the emperor's presence here, the mystery has slowly faded away, and some dignitaries in Bianliang are also a little bit ready to make moves. It is known that the emperor does not take this seriously.
Otherwise, Zhou Bangyan wouldn't dare to eavesdrop on the night conversation under the bed, and leave behind an allusion of horse slipperiness and thick frost.
The emperor was not strict, but Yang Shaozai was stricter than anyone else, so no one in Bianliang could eat this good piece of meat that the whole Bianliang was staring at.