The bloodbath of Jinliang Bridge gave Yin Muhong and his newly established Yiluan Division, the Pro-Army Duweifu, a fierce reputation.
For a time, Bianliang's mood changed when talking about Yin. At this time, Yang Lin, the young prime minister, came out, impeached Yin Muhong for excessive killing, and asked the court to issue an edict to punish him.
The new king, Zhao Si, tried his best to protect the Duwei Mansion. He bluntly said that this was the emperor's personal guard and was only under the emperor's control. No yamen had the right to transfer or review.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the new official in the prison is just a puppet with the same decorations. Yin Muhong is the murderous knife in Yang Lin's hand. He must have been secretly instigating Jinliang Bridge this time. But if he doesn't admit it, there's nothing you can do about it.
, people have already impeached him, so what else can he do to him?
Bianliang had more officials than any other capital city in history, but killing more than 300 at once still left all levels empty.
At this time, those idle officials who had nothing to do finally found an opportunity to stand out and began to move around.
Zhaodefang is very lively with an endless flow of people, noisy carriages and horses.
Yang Lin ordered to go down, but no one was seen. After getting up early in the morning and washing up, he asked Xu Saiyue to find a pair of casual clothes and led a group of personal guards to the outskirts of Bianliang City.
Autumn was in the air, leaves were falling, and a carriage was slowly approaching. The carriage was extremely well maintained, and the axles only made a slight squeaking sound. The carriage didn't feel any bumps while driving on the spacious and flat Capital Avenue.
When the driver driving the carriage saw Yang Lin on the roadside, he was slightly startled and said a few words to the inside of the carriage. From a distance, he could only see him turning back, but could not hear what he said.
After a while, the car drove towards Yang Lin. After it stopped, the groom opened the curtain and an old man in a red coat slowly walked out.
Yang Lin stepped forward to support him and said with a smile: "Thank you, my student Yang Lin, I am here to see you off."
Contrary to Yang Lin's expectation, Cai Jing was dressed very festively, and there was not much dejection on his face, but rather a bit open-minded.
He was not using crutches, and was supported by Yang Lin to easily step out of the carriage and arrive at the pavilion on the outskirts of the city.
On the table in the pavilion, there were several plates of side dishes and two wine cups. On the stone pillar, a layer of cotton mat was spread for Cai Jing.
A gust of autumn wind blew and swept in a few leaves. Yang Lin ordered: "I can't stand the wind and cold. Please close the curtain."
Several maids in the pavilion agreed and hung up the curtains around them. Cai Jing sat down at the top and said with a smile, "I can't help you thinking so carefully."
Yang Lin poured him a glass of warm wine and said, "Yes, I have been serving the country for six years, and I can say that I have done a lot of hard work. Now that I have resigned and returned to my hometown, and the students don't come to see me off, wouldn't it be a chill in the hearts of the people."
Cai Jing looked at Yang Lin with piercing eyes. There was nothing old about him. His eyes were like lightning, like swords, and extremely sharp. The young man in front of him was his acquaintance.
We came to Beijing together from Yangzhou, and together with him on the highest stage of the Song Dynasty, we dominated the ups and downs of the past six years.
But just yesterday, at the bustling market entrance of Bianliang, he personally ordered Ling Chi to execute his eldest son Cai You.
Opposite Yang Lin seemed not to be able to feel Cai Jing's cold gaze, he was still smiling and looking like he was in need of a beating.
Cai Jing put away his fleeting feelings and sighed softly: "Wenyuan, a family of generals in the Imperial Guard, if you want to kill, just kill. You shouldn't kill people on the Jinliang Bridge. This is the century of the Song Dynasty.
Raising scholars, scholar-bureaucrats, ministers and ministers are actually the backbone of the country, how can they be easily destroyed?
What's more, the current situation is so difficult and dangerous, how can we withstand civil strife? After the chaos in Hebei, there will be refugees and thieves will swarm. When the time comes, the gentry in the world will alienate you, how will you clean up this country?"
Yang Lin chuckled and said: "Your Majesty, you must see clearly that the Khitan in the north is now weak and almost annihilated. Although the Jurchens are strong, they are only from a small tribe and their size is too small. Dangxiang, Tubo, Uighur, Mongolia
It has been used by me. I want to fight the Hulu and ensure peace for the Han family for a hundred years.
Since the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Hu forces have repeatedly invaded the south of the Great Wall, entrenched in the Central Plains, and caused numerous killings. Not long after Youyan took it back, Yunzhou and Hanoi are still in the hands of the foreigners. In the Hu-Han dispute, we have never been at such a disadvantage, and now we have a chance to make a comeback.
I'm here. I'm determined to settle the world in a battle, but I can't care about the princes in the court. If they want to stop me, there will be no golden bridge anywhere in the world."
Is there anywhere in the world that cannot be a golden bridge?
This naked threat means that the bloody purge will continue?
Cai Jing snorted and threw the wine glass in his hand, which frightened the maids into turning pale and screaming.
Lu Qian came in with his sword drawn. Yang Lin waved his hand and said calmly: "Enxiang and I are drinking. Why did you come in? Come out."
Lu Qian snorted coldly, inserted the knife into the scabbard, glared fiercely before going out.
The scholar-officials of the Song Dynasty have been accustomed to living in the middle of the stage for a hundred years and regard themselves as the masters of the empire. Now that such major events have occurred in the Song Dynasty, Cai Jing has become the central figure among the scholar-officials.
In Yang Lin's words, he was not prepared to make peace with this group of scholar-bureaucrats who were closely attached to the Song Dynasty. He did not even offer conditions. It seemed that this group of scholar-bureaucrats in the Song Dynasty was insignificant.
Yang Lin pointed at Lu Qian's back and said: "Mr. En, look at these warriors, they are all willing to die for me. It seems that there are still 120,000 fighting men in Bianliang and dozens at the border who are willing to obey my orders."
As many as ten thousand. Now that the Song Dynasty is here, even if these scholar-bureaucrats and the families behind them want to fight with me, who will be their sword?
The people of the Song Dynasty have not received much favor from them. Even if they recruit a group of soldiers and horses, who can fight with me? I have already demolished all the generals of the Western Army. One hundred thousand Qin Feng Army, Shenwu Army, Zhejia Army,
Now they are all in Shangjing Prefecture in Khitan territory. The water from far away cannot quench their thirst nearby, and they rely on me for food.
Whoever dares to jump out and block my way, I will kill in a sea of blood. How many members of the Dafu clan can there be? Believe it or not, I will kill half of them, and the rest will praise me and sing praises loudly!"
The more Cai Jing heard, the angrier he became. Yang Wenyuan was obviously a scholar, a Jinshi, and even a top scholar. How come the clannish tone in his words was mixed with contempt for scholar-bureaucrats? There was also a hint of the roughness and arrogance of a martial artist, and he seemed to think that killing was the solution.
The best way to solve the problem. In Cai Jing's view, such an arrogant solution to the problem will definitely cause chaos in the world. In the end, it will be an even more chaotic situation, and it may even return to the scene of the Five Dynasties where warriors chaos the country.
Yang Lin disagreed in his heart. He knew the history of later generations. The so-called scholar-bureaucrat group, the backbone of the Song Dynasty, actually performed quite poorly during the Jingkang period.
There are not many people who stand up for justice and die for the king and the country. They either run north and south, or they cheat the Chu and the Qi, or they just kill without mercy.
The four famous generals of ZTE who saved the country from danger either started in the grasslands or in the frontier army, and none of them was a scholar-bureaucrat.
I come to see Cai Jing off today, if for no other reason than because he has truly made many contributions to the court and the people. His residential care system has allowed countless widows and orphans to be supported, and his education system has allowed the poor to
The children had the conditions to study, and his New Deal brought the Song Dynasty's economy back to life and became more prosperous.
Since the two sides are not talking about speculation, Yang Lin is not going to waste words anymore. Anyway, even if Cai Jing agrees with his political views, it is impossible for him to return to the temple. This old thief has too much desire for power. Once he returns,
The court will definitely stir up trouble again.
It would be good to use Cai's nephews, such as his beloved disciple Cai Sui, to win over the people's hearts.
Yang Lin raised his wine glass, presented it to Cai Jing, and said, "Your Excellency, this glass of wine is a tribute to your past achievements."
Cai Jing breathed a sigh of relief, with a complicated look on his face, but he still took it and drank it in one gulp.
Yang Lin stretched out his hand and Xu Saiyue came over with a wine bottle. Yang Lin took it and poured a glass with his own hands: "This glass is a tribute to our old friendship in Yangzhou."
After Cai Jing finished drinking, Yang Lin poured another glass on the ground and said, "This is for Tong Guan."
Then he filled another cup. Yang Lin suddenly blushed, rolled his eyes, and said with some embarrassment: "This cup is for you. You have raised a good daughter. Lingbao is a good girl. I will definitely treat her well."
Cai Jing had already drank it, but when he heard this, he almost choked with a pop.
"Yang Wenyuan, why did you say this?!"——
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