Chapter four hundred and sixty-six cherish each other (for the phoenix alliance
The host and guest had a good time and dispersed, leaving only Yang Lin staying in the Star-Zhailing Tower.
The water in the house is dense, like mist. I lie in the spacious bathtub made of white marble, the steam is steaming, lean on the headrest, close my eyes and relax.
Yang Lin closed his eyes tightly and thought to himself about Liu Qi today. He didn't expect that this young general was also in Bianliang. Wouldn't it be a blessing from heaven? He rebuilt the Forbidden Army. Although everyone's salary increased five times, the number of people was reduced by 10%.
, which adds up to a loss of more than 300,000 yuan per month.
Yes, the military expenditure of the Song Dynasty was so terrifying, accounting for 60% or even 70% of the Song Dynasty's annual income. The Imperial Guards of the Beijing Camp were the bulk of them. According to the military system of the Song Dynasty, each soldier in the Imperial City Division had five guans per month.
, the superior imperial army is a regular imperial army, but there are 600,000.
In addition, there are more than one million Xiang troops. It is no wonder that Song Shenzong was worried and complained: "If it is based on the market price, it will cost a lot of money. How can we give this money?"
Suddenly, a pair of soft and slender fingers were soft and powerful, slowly pressing on his shoulders, which made Yang Lin hum softly from time to time.
Sitting on his knees by the pool, Master Li was dressed in a crimson light silk robe. His black hair on his temples was loosely tied with only an apricot-yellow ribbon.
Zhang's naturally charming dimples and body curves are as undulating as waves.
Half of the smooth calves are exposed from the lower end of the light robe, a pair of beautiful feet are gently folded together, the nails are painted with impatiens juice, and the delicate soles of the feet are red and white, all exuding a charming charm.
Yang Lin opened his eyes, turned around, and asked her, "Are you familiar with Emperor Rouhui and Pan Yi's consort family?"
Pan Yi died tragically, and everyone in Bianliang City knew that it was said that he wanted to assassinate the new king. Master Li definitely didn't believe it, and it was probably his master who caused it.
Upon hearing Yang Lin's question, Master Li quickly clarified: "Since I arrived at the Zhaixing Tower, I haven't had much contact with each other. Occasionally, Di Ji and her daughter come to my place to learn piano."
Pan Yi had no son, and Emperor Rouhui never gave birth to him. Later, Pan Yi raised a concubine outside and gave birth to a daughter.
Not only did Emperor Rouhui not blame him, she took her with her and raised her as her own daughter. This was also a virtue in Bianliang's upper class circles, and everyone knew it.
Yang Lin nodded and sighed: "Di Ji is such a good woman. It's a pity that she met Pan Yi. Now her home has been confiscated and I left her a Fanlou. That Di Ji is not a business person. You are free."
If you walk around with her more and help her more, it won't be a waste of time for you two sisters to get to know each other."
Master Li was a real little rich woman. After being taken over by Yang Lin, she took advantage of the Wansui camp's horse and carriage shops and water transport ships to continuously double her wealth. Every time Yang Lin came here, she would beg for more coquettishly.
Convenience, Yang Lin usually would not refuse.
With her help and Fan Lou, Rouhui Diji, a little widow, should have nothing to do.
How could Master Li not understand the man in front of him? How could he be such a kind person? He was probably attracted to him. He looked up and down suspiciously, which made Yang Lin look bad.
He dragged her into the pool with all her clothes on, and said viciously: "I slept in the Prince Consort's Mansion last night, and Emperor Rouhui has become my woman just like you. You should take more care of her in the future, or you're afraid that I won't."
love you?"
Li Shishi smiled tenderly and said nothing. Instead, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked a drop of water from his lips.
The thunder from the sky stirred up the fire on the ground, splashing water all over the ground——
Khitan's Shangjing Road, Bei'anzhou.
At the end of the vast white snow line, there are the vast mountains covered with snow. Days of wind and cold have turned the earth yellow. A group of soldiers are in ragged clothes and have disheveled faces. In this ice and snow, one wonders how long they can hold on.
.
Behind them is a hill, and in the lee of the hill is the camp of Yelu Dashi and Yao Pingzhong.
Dozens of horses were tied to dead trees, and the horses were covered with dead grass that they had worked hard to collect. Only now did Yao Pingzhong know why those Jurchen Tatars loved horses so much that they would wrap their horses in thick layers even if they were freezing.
Thick cotton cloth, animal skin.
The cold in the north is really not something that ordinary people can bear. Yelu Dashi looked at him with a rare expression of worry and said: "Yao Sanlang, can you stay and finish this battle with us Khitan sons? Yelu Dashi
I have never begged someone like this in my life, and I am begging you this time."
Yao Pingzhong shook his head, and the snow powder on his shoulders began to fall. He smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Dashi, it's not that I don't want to help you. If Yao Pingzhong is the only one, what's the problem in staying and fighting to death with you? But these are the men under me.
The birdmen no longer want to fight for another day, they think about returning home day and night."
Yao Pingzhong's men were all pure Western troops, the Qin Feng Army and the Shenwu Army, the Western Army that had fought against Xixia for a hundred years.
These people have left their hometowns and have been fighting in Khitan for more than a year. The key is that this kind of war is not a smooth war, and it is the kind where you can make money.
It is extremely hard to fight against the Jurchens. These ferocious Tatars who emerged from the ice and snow are even more difficult to deal with than the party members.
The Western Army was full of war-weariness, especially with the advent of late autumn, the grassland was already biting by the cold wind.
Therefore, after reaching Bei'an Prefecture, Yao Pingzhong's generals went to his tent together and jointly requested to withdraw their troops.
Yao Pingzhong usually had a good military spirit, but he never expected that such a thing would happen. After being stunned for a while, he realized that the people under his command had reached the limit of their patience.
If the fight continues, there may be a terrible roar.
During this period, Yao Pingzhong and Yelu Dashi fought side by side and won a lot of lost ground. Yelu Dashi had never admired a general so much.
This general of the Song Dynasty was actually the most heroic person Yelu Dashi had ever seen in his life, and he was very methodical in using troops, so he was not an ordinary general.
Yelu Dashi also fought with Yang Lin. He had no respect for Yang Lin. That man would do anything to win.
If Yang Lin were to leave here today, Yelu Dashi would never let go of his pride and try to stay like this.
The Jurchen Tatars returned from Youyan, bringing back part of the main force with less than a third of their losses.
Yelu Dashi was very clear about the situation in Youyan. This was obviously the withered Yang Lin, who was unwilling to fight with the Jurchens anymore and let them back.
Otherwise, it is not impossible that the Jurchens and the Song Dynasty would both suffer losses and the Khitan would take advantage of the situation to rise again.
He was indeed right. The order to let the Jurchens go was given by Yang Lin. As for whether he had thought about the Khitan's re-emergence, it was unclear.
After Yao Pingzhong mounted his horse, he led the Western Army of the Song Dynasty, meandering for more than ten miles, and slowly embarked on the road back home.
Yelu Dashi looked at this group of reliable allies, and the look in his eyes slowly disappeared. Next, he was fighting alone against the Jurchens again.