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The three hundred and fortieth chapter of the Lianjin destroys the Liao and mentions it again

Everyone looked towards the door, and a middle-aged scribe stepped into the study.

Standing beside him were four personal guards, all warriors from the army, following closely behind him.

As if Yang Ceqing saw the savior, he rolled out and said, "If you try to find out the strategy, he will die even if you fail at seventeen."

Zhong Shizhong stepped forward, stroked his head, and said: "What are you afraid of? Who killed Zhe Shiqi? We will definitely find out who killed him."

Yao Pingzhong looked at the master. He was still dressed as an elegant scholar, and he was also wearing the fur suit he usually wore. Two people were dead, and he only spoke Zheyanwen, hum.

Suddenly, Yao Pingzhong's eyes became sharp. Mr. Xiaozhong, the manager, must be in the northwest. He came so quickly.

Not allowing him to think about it, Zhong Shizhong walked up to Yao Pingzhong, narrowed his eyes, and asked coldly: "Yao Xiyan, those who are dead now are all members of our Western Army, why are you trying to show off your prestige here?"

It is true that Yao Pingzhong was a member of the Western Army. Although he was expelled from the military camp by Tong Guan, no one dared to deny that the young Taiwei was a member of the Western Army.

"Mr. Jinglue worked tirelessly to seek justice for my second brother. I thank you here."

This is Bianliang, but the people in Kaifeng Prefecture don't care about the Western Army. The civil servants in Bianjing of the Song Dynasty, except for the lieutenants of the Privy Council, don't pay attention to any generals.

"There are more and more people, and the scene of the death is destroyed. How can we solve the case?" Jia Tongpan looked at the more and more people in the room, and couldn't help but frowned and said: "Yesterday, there was a heavy rain, and the place where Yao Shu died was washed away.

All is said and done, you'd better find another place to catch up on the past, so as not to delay our Kaifeng Mansion's handling of the case."

Kaifeng Mansion, also known as Nanya, has always been extremely powerful and does not pay much attention to the Western Army. His son-in-law is Liu Qingshui, who was promoted by the Imperial City Secretary, and Jia Tongxuan, who is dedicated to solving the case, faces a room full of people.

An eviction order was issued.

People from the Yang family and the Zhe family, as well as Yao Pingyi, gathered around the planting master to leave this strange study. Yao Pingzhong looked back at the body of the dead Zhe Yanwen and also walked away.

However, he did not go to the seed master. Yang Ceqing obviously knew something, but he was protected by the seed master and prevented him from questioning.

And when the Seed Division came, it seemed to be a coincidence. The Western Army had defeated powerful enemies in recent years, and without the threat of party members, the number of internal infighting suddenly increased.

It's not that Yao Pingzhong has heard about it, but he doesn't care about it at all. Although the Western Army is strong, its size is there. One hundred thousand soldiers and horses are already at their limit. There are widows' villages all over the fourteen states of Qinlong, and the number of soldiers has become

question.

As soon as they walked out of Zhe Mansion, two men in raincoats came forward and said in a deep voice: "Yao Pingzhong, Long Live Camp invites you."

The Long Live Battalion is the men of his mentor, Yao Pingzhong's eyes lit up, if there is anyone who can clear the wrongs of his second brother, his mentor Yang Shaozai is the best choice.

The two men took Yao Pingzhong to a courtyard, which was close to Gen Yue. It was full of masonry craftsmen and masters of courtyard design.

Everyone was busy with their heads down, and no one paid attention to them. At most, they nodded to say hello.

Yao Pingzhong followed them into a room, where a middle-aged man who was as gentle and elegant as a fairy was sitting.

"Yao Xiyan?"

"Exactly, haven't you asked for advice?"

The middle-aged scribe said with a smile: "Under the rule of the Young Master, I have an officer in the Long Live Camp, Yin Muhong."

"It turns out that it was Yin Ganban. I was disrespectful and disrespectful. Since I am my mentor, I am my brother."

Yin Muhong stood up and poured him a cup of tea and said: "My brother Ling was unfortunately killed last time. The young master was very concerned and ordered us to solve the case.

It's just that we are in Bianliang and don't know much about Yao Shu. We took the liberty to call Xi Yan here this time just to learn about Yao Shu's life."

After Yao Pingzhong sat down, his eyes were dazed for a while, and he slowly said: "Second brother, he is not a pure Han"——

After the morning court, Yang Lin came to Zhao Ji's palace with an elixir.

There was faint laughter coming from inside. Yang Lin turned around and saw the young chamberlain leading the way, who was Yang Jian's godson, and asked, "Who are the officials talking and laughing with?"

The young chamberlain lowered his hands and said: "Go back to Young Master, Senior Officer Liang came early in the morning."

"Liang Shicheng?" Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go in and take a look."

Entering the inner hall, Zhao Ji, dressed in a black toga, stood behind the desk and wrote with a pen. Liang Shicheng was beside him and was full of praise.

Liang Shicheng knew calligraphy. He made his fortune by writing well, and he has some shadows of Zhao Ji.

Maybe he inherited the gene from his father, Su Shi. Everyone in the Su family is good at calligraphy, painting, and poetry. Su Xun, Su Shi, Su Che, and Su Xiaomei are all not good at calligraphy.

"Your Majesty, Yang Lin, have met your Majesty." Yang Lin entered the hall and saluted. Liang Shicheng lost even his superficial friendliness and glared at him hatefully.

Zhao Ji didn't want anyone to know about the elixir, so he smiled and said, "You stop here for a while, and we'll talk later after I finish writing this."

Yang Lin smiled and said: "Grandmaster Liang is here too, and his body and bones are stronger than before. He is really getting stronger with age."

"Haha, Yang Shaozai is joking. Our family is still busy with state affairs at such an age. How can it be that Shaozai is so young and leisurely? I heard that Shaozai has not been in court for half a month."

The corner of Yang Lin's eyes twitched, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Having someone like Liang Daguan, a pillar of the country, assisting Your Majesty, Yang Lin can rest assured at home and enjoy the prosperous age of the Song Dynasty."

Zhao Ji frowned slightly, put down his pen, and looked at the two of them suspiciously: "What do you call me boss here? You are all my right-hand men, why can't we get along with each other in a friendly manner?"

The two men confessed together.

Although Zhao Ji verbally cursed, he very much agreed with the current relationship in his heart. His ministers had great power, so it was best to check and balance each other.

The romantic emperor looks like a chess player with flowers and birds, but he is actually a master of checks and balances, and he likes to play balance the most.

Yang Lin was promoted so quickly because he decisively severed his relationship with Cai Jing and no longer relied on Cai Jing. He became a pawn of Cai Jing, who was being checked and balanced by Zhao Ji, and was given greater power.

Cai Jing also saw this move and wanted to marry his youngest daughter to Yang Lin, thus breaking the emperor's move.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lin also saw clearly, so he kept his integrity and fled to the northwest for a walk. When he came back, he snatched Shangguan Gongzi's wife before she got married.

Zhao Ji rubbed his wrist, sat down, and said with a smile: "You came just in time. Recently, the Kingdom of Jin sent an envoy to bring up old matters again, and they want to form an alliance with us to conquer the Liao Dynasty. What do you think, Qing Ai?"

Yang Lin secretly thought to himself, what the hell are you going to do with Liang Shicheng to attack the Liao Dynasty? Can Tong Guan's 30,000 soldiers defeat the Czech army?

He was not panicked and said with a smile: "Has your Majesty ever asked Prime Minister Cai?"

"Cai Jing said that you have been on several expeditions with good results, and you are most familiar with the Liao and Jin Dynasties. You must have good opinions on this matter."

Old thief, I gave you the ball, but you knew how to kick it to me, Yang Lin couldn't stop scolding him.

Yang Lin had no choice but to reply: "The conflict between Liao and Jin has no harm to us. Now that the Jin have the upper hand, we should help the Liao and let them consume as much as possible.

In the end, the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and only then can he reap the maximum benefit at the minimum cost.

If we rashly form an alliance with the Jurchens, the Khitan will be destroyed soon, and the Jurchens will be able to take advantage of the situation to occupy the vast territory, and then they will become a powerful enemy again."

Before Zhao Ji could speak, Liang Shicheng laughed and said loudly: "The Jurchens can take over the Liao territory, so why can we in the Song Dynasty not do it? I recommend Tong Guan to take command and lead the Qin Feng Army, the Shenwu Army, and the Shengjie Army, a total of 200,000 people, to send troops to take over

You Yan, destroy the Khitan!"

What a thief! Yang Lin's heart thumped, something happened to the Western Army.


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