Chapter 357 Liangzhou is a long way to go, who is it?
"The king's affairs are very difficult, and he must be careful. I got out of my chariot and went to that suburb. The emperor ordered me to go to the other side of the city. I will be in Nanzhong, and I will be in Xiang."
On the outskirts of Bianliang City, Yang Lin was dressed in white casual clothes, chanting loudly with his hands behind his back, attracting the attention of passers-by.
Cai Jing smiled and scolded angrily: "Okay, we all know that Yang Shaozai, you are full of ambitions. This expedition may seem ordinary, but in fact it is related to the future national destiny of the Song Dynasty. Wenyuan, your burden is not light."
Yang Lin said with a smile: "Student, I have nothing to ask for, but I ask for a favor to be able to mediate the situation. Don't let me send hungry soldiers, ride thin horses, and draw empty strings. No matter how good the situation is, I will never be able to win the battle."
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With a long sigh, Cai Jing waved, and a servant came in from outside the pavilion, holding a bottle of exquisite wine.
"This is the Qiongsu wine given to me by Concubine Zhu when my second brother and I were admitted at the same time. I haven't been willing to take it out for so many years. Today you are going to fight for the country, so I will give up my love and I will bid farewell to you here."
The civil servants of the Song Dynasty were not all short-sighted. How could Cai Jing fail to see that this seemingly dispute between Liao and Jin was actually related to the future national destiny of the Central Plains dynasty, and was not even limited to the Song Dynasty.
During the Five Dynasties, Shi Jingtang ceded the Sixteenth Prefecture of Youyun, and subsequent dynasties until the Song Dynasty suffered greatly from this.
If there is anyone in the court who can successfully win the land of Youyun, Cai Jing feels that Yang Lin is the best choice.
Southwest and Northwest were taken down without making a move. It seemed calm and calm, but in fact this showed their level.
This is the truth that those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. As long as you plan properly, sometimes you can achieve your original goal without having to make huge sacrifices. This is success in the eyes of the superior.
If I could capture Youyun, if nothing else, I, as a prime minister, would have to worry a lot less.
It's not an option to have your own territory occupied by others. Every night when you can't sleep, you have to worry about the alien race going south.
This is definitely not impossible. There is always snow and wind in the north, so there is not much to eat. Once you are very hungry, it is normal to go south to thrash the valley. If you go too far, you can easily reach the foot of Bianliang City.
What's more, there are those ambitious barbarians and Yi Di people who originally planned to get involved in the rich mountains and rivers in the south. How could they open the door to Youyan and hand the initiative into their hands?
Yang Lin was very happy. He stood up and served Cai Jingman, and said with a smile: "Then I will borrow the wine from Enxiang and boldly propose a toast to you."
The fact that Cai Jing is here today is an attitude, showing that he knows the importance of Youyun, and that as the prime minister, he will give Yang Lin the support he deserves in the court.
Since ancient times, the most taboo thing for generals of the Han Dynasty to fight outside was that the imperial court would hold them back, and many generals hated it.
With the support of Yang Lin and several important ministers and accomplices in the court, as long as Cai Jing expresses his stance, no one can hold him back.
After drinking it all in one gulp, Cai Jing smacked the wine and seemed to remember those days again.
In the third year of Xining, famous ministers gathered together. The young Cai Jing and Cai Bian passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination. It was such a joy to be in such a prosperous and prosperous life. It has been forty-five years now.
The fine wine of Qiongsu becomes more and more mellow as it stays, but people are getting older and older. Seeing that the country is in their hands, they are not as high-spirited as the young people in front of them.
"There is no plan to circumvent the imperial court. Pingrong has already sent Zhongxuan a poem. Wenyuan, I wish you success immediately!"
Yang Lin smiled and said: "You Enxiang's words make the students feel more at ease."
Cai Jing got on the carriage and drove slowly into Bianliang City Gate. Yang Lin watched the carriage disappear and waved: "Let's go!"——
The mighty honor guard of the Long Live Battalion, with their flags and banners waving, headed for Qinlong Yan'an Mansion. This time Yang Lin planned to meet Emperor Tianzuo Yelu Yanxi first.
Yelu Yanxi was the emperor of the Khitan. Even if there are rebels everywhere now and take advantage of the chaos to plot rebellion, as long as Yelu Yanxi survives, he will always be the most appealing and golden brand of the Khitan.
To repel the arrogant Jurchen Tatars, the Khitan people needed help. Yelu Yanxi could mobilize no less than a million troops.
But now the Khitan emperor was frightened and thought about escaping to the Song Dynasty every day to enjoy his fortune.
The people surrounding Gao Bing were regarded by him as his last resort, because when Gao Bing was running for his life, everyone was in a state of panic, but he was the only one who was not tired and stood there showing off his majesty.
Yelu Yanxi took a look and realized that this was definitely a famous general, but it was a pity that he was not our general from the Liao Dynasty. Otherwise, why would he be afraid of the Jurchen Tatars?
As for the kings of Yan, Yelu Chun and Yelu Dashi, they had long wanted to kill the emperor and support a new hero to revitalize the Khitan.
In Zhongjing, Yelu Zhangnu was also ready to take advantage of the opportunity to proclaim himself emperor.
During the time when the Liao Dynasty unified the northern territory, there were countless rebellions among the Yelu clan. These people seemed to be born thinking that they could become emperors.
Eight horses pulled Yang Lin's carriage, which creaked and creaked. The sedan was very large, with sleeping quarters, dining quarters, and a study inside.
Inside the sleeping tent of the carriage, in the exquisite diamond-flowered bronze mirror, the flower stick, as light as snow, brushed against the jade cheeks, leaving behind delicate traces of fragrance.
The face in the mirror gradually became more beautiful. Zhi Huanxiang picked up her little finger and applied some rouge on her lips. Her soft lips suddenly became brighter.
Mrs. Yao, who always likes to keep her eyebrows lightly swept and bare-faced, became obsessed with makeup after she hooked up with Yang Lin.
Yang Lin leaned sideways on the soft couch in the carriage, putting his hands on his knees and tapping back and forth. He seemed to be looking at the elegant beauty in front of him applying eyebrow makeup, but in his heart he was thinking about this trip.
"Is she good-looking?" Mrs. Yao looked back and smiled, and asked coquettishly. Yang Lin heard this and immediately said: "Good-looking, very good-looking."
After Yang Lin finished his compliments, he took a closer look and saw that Zhe Huanxiang had a charming face that was charming to the core, rich in makeup and powder, and radiant.
After hearing the adulterer's compliment, Zhe Huanxiang smiled sweetly. Over the past few days, there seemed to be subtle changes in her eyebrows. The sadness and coldness that could not be dismissed from her expression were much reduced, and the corners of her eyebrows became a bit softer.
of charming.
Yang Lin stretched out his hand and Zhi Huanxiang came over obediently and snuggled into his arms.
This man is young and romantic, has a high position, and has a handsome appearance. He is the husband that all women love. In addition, when he opens his mouth, it is as if he has spread honey on it. He is used to coaxing women, making them feel warm in their hearts and flowing in their limbs.
Sooner or later it falls into his hands, no matter how hard it is to extricate itself.
Zhe Huanxiang wondered how she could resist such a man's attack when she lost her husband at such a young age. She became a widow after getting married, and became a real widow a year later. She had never received any tenderness from a man.
As long as it is suppressed, it will be hot when it breaks out. This time Yang Lin went to the northwest, and Zhe Huanxiang happened to follow him back to Jingzhao Mansion.
Yang Lin was now so arrogant that he stuffed this beauty into his car without anyone carrying it, and Mrs. Yao could only bite her lip and accept it.
There is even a hint of secret joy. Since ancient times, alluring women of the disaster level have loved domineering and powerful men of the opposite sex. This is like a jungle code.
Holding the beauty in his arms, Yang Lin let out a long sigh of relief. No matter Wanyan Aguda or Wanyanwu Begging, how could you, a bunch of uncivilized savages, be destined for destiny? I don't believe in this evil!
"Why does it hurt? If you grab it so hard, you're going to kill someone." Zhe Huanxiang said softly, with tears in her eyes.
Only then did Yang Lin notice that he was so absorbed in his thoughts that his hands were neither light nor heavy.
"Oh, are you okay? It's all red, but it makes me feel bad. Come on, I'll patch it up for you."