Take a sip of the Xijiang River, pour the Beidou carefully, and treat everything as a guest.
The sleeves are cold, the bright moon is high, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again.
If it were in previous years, Bianliang City would have been filled with blazing fire, with flowers and colorful lights everywhere, just like a fairy pond on earth.
Once upon a time, the officials of the Song Dynasty were very carefree. On this festive occasion, they would lie down at home, and they would not even bother to go to the Yamen to have their tattoos done. In the afternoon, they would set up an antique soup, warm up a few dimes of wine, and summon the ladies and friends.
, Gao Hui talked, recited poems and composed lyrics until late at night.
This year is very different. At dawn, these officials of the Song Dynasty, all dressed in official uniforms, accompanied by their personal companions, or simply escorted by carriages, all went to their respective yamen early.
When the time came, he went home early, ordered his servants to close the door and thank the guests, and celebrated the full moon together at home. The wives and concubines in their home were the happiest. The master finally stopped hanging out with those foxy girls, and started to draw their eyebrows one after another.
Dress up nicely, prepare good food and wine, and the whole family will be happy.
Nowadays, the city of Bianliang is in turmoil. If you talk a little wildly, you may be stripped of your official title and go home. The key is not knowing where it was leaked. How can it not make people panic?
Rumor has it that Yang Lin, a child of Chiyang, had ears that grew three feet long at night and could hear sounds from every corner of Bianliang.
Naturally, these scholar-bureaucrats didn't believe it, but things were so strange. Sometimes even if you complained secretly to your close friends, you would be visited by the Duwei Mansion.
This made many civil servants suspicious of each other, everyone felt in danger, and no one dared to wander outside.
Little did they know that on their roofs, under their beds or even on the trees in their yards, there would often be some short people jumping up and down. These people were all Japanese Naobans of the Imperial Household, also known as ninjas in the later world.
This profession is not yet called this name. Ninjutsu originated from the Five Elements Art of the Han Dynasty in China and was later spread to Japan. The Japanese believe that the origin of the idea of ninjutsu comes from Jiang Taigong Lu Wang during the Yin and Zhou Dynasties in China, who first proposed
He understood the concept of ninjutsu and wrote it in the famous book "Six Tao" handed down from generation to generation.
These straight Japanese fans were already proficient in all kinds of ambush methods, and coupled with their natural advantage of short stature, they suddenly became Yin Muhong's ace in hand. Together with the Little Wolf Camp in the Long Live Camp, they were also a group that was not easy to detect.
The children they were wary of became their weapon to collect intelligence and control Bianliang.
The day after Yang Lin launched the coup, Xiaolang Camp announced its dissolution and was merged into the Duwei Mansion.
No matter what the conspiracy is, it needs to be gathered together secretly to discuss and plan. Now these opponents only dare to use their eyes to discuss. Yang Lin, the powerful traitor in Bianliang, naturally lives a much more comfortable life.
Inside Zhaodefang, there was another scene. Although it was night, it was as lively as a market.
The small court of Khitan Yunzhou sent people to Bianliang to congratulate the new emperor on his enthronement, but also to ask for some support.
Yao Pingzhong led his troops to retreat south and prepared to return to the Song Dynasty, which had frightened Yelu Yanxi. What kind of material his Khitan generals were, after these few years of peace, Yelu Yanxi had already seen clearly.
The Liao Dynasty, like the Song Dynasty before it, was actually rotten to the root. Unless a powerful figure appeared, it would be difficult to cure it.
Nowadays, in the Yunzhou Prefecture of Xijing Road in Khitan and the large grasslands in western Liaoning, the three forces are in charge of their own affairs. The Pian'an court of Yelu Yanxi occupies the Yunzhou area and is the richest in the remaining mountains and rivers of Khitan. His son Yelu Aolu
O was made emperor by the general Yelu Sababa and Concubine Wen, and occupied some cities in Zhongjing Prefecture.
On the grasslands of western Liaoning, Yelu Dashi struggled to maintain the grassland's miscellaneous people, and also gathered a group of men. They were nominally loyal to Yelu Yanxi, but in fact they had long been disappointed with this faint king.
King Yelu Chun of Yan fought to the death in Nanjing City, which greatly touched Yelu Dashi. After so many years of Khitan rule, there are still such princes of Wu Lie in the clan, which shows that Liao has not yet reached the point of hopelessness.
These three parties are on guard against each other and will support each other in a tacit understanding, all in order to guard against the Jurchen cavalry.
Those who came to Bianliang, led by Yu Shinan and Yelu Muxun, were all young men of the Khitan. These people were the staunch main war faction in the Yunzhou court. They believed that only by relying on the Song Dynasty could they defeat the Jurchens and return to Shangjing.
, to restore the territory laid down by our ancestors.
After these people met Zhao Si in the Daqing Hall during the day, they sent a letter of congratulations, and Zhao Si was overjoyed.
No matter what, the Khitan was a big country, and even in its current appearance, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse. After rewarding several envoys, Zhao Si asked Yang Lin to handle the alliance between Song and Liao.
It's not that he doesn't want to participate. This prince has almost never participated in such things in the first half of his life. He can't figure it out at all.
After the dynasty dispersed, these people came to Zhaodefang, where they were all acquaintances.
Yu Wenxuzhong and Ma Kuo took several young people from Khitan and their old friend Gao Bing to a banquet in the outer courtyard.
Yang Lin didn't come, so these people relaxed a lot and regained some of their youthful energy. Gao Bing glanced at Qin Hui and couldn't help but frowned and cursed: "Where is Qin Huizhi? Old friends who went to Beijing gathered in Bianliang again.
This thief is not here yet?"
Yu Wenxuzhong had a strange look on his face, tugged on his sleeves, and whispered: "In the third year of high school, Qin Huizhi cut off his robes from his mentor because of something that happened, and burned the brocade robe that he had given him in the past in front of Bianliang Imperial Street.
How can I be embarrassed to come to Zhaodefang after breaking up my friendship with my classmates?"
Gao Bing was stunned when he heard this, and secretly thought that Qin Huizhi shrank in fear and had never expected to be so strong, so I'd better stay away from him. Although he looked carefree, he was actually very careful.
His own father, Gao Qiu, was Liang Shicheng's confidant. Although he got on the right team in time this time and became a qualified helper, he had to avoid suspicion and it was not easy for him to interfere in such matters.
After sitting down awkwardly, Gao Bian muttered: "If you don't want to come, don't come. It will be the same if I go to see him with wine another day."
Halfway through the wine, a carriage slowly stopped in the outer courtyard of Zhaodefang. Qin Hui showed his head angrily, carrying a box of unknown gifts, and asked the attendant to hand over a name card.
After a while, several people came out to greet him. Gao Bian stepped forward and put his arms around his shoulders, and whispered something in his ear. He didn't know what he said. Anyway, Qin Hui's expression became lighter and he was no longer so embarrassed.
In the inner courtyard, in the small courtyard outside Yang Lin's bedroom, there is a large red sandalwood table, bamboo curtains and cushions in the garden, chairs, and a table of fresh fruits, candied fruits, dried fruits, fine snacks and other food. Yang Lin does not distinguish between them.
The small table allowed the whole family to sit and enjoy the moon in the courtyard.
At this time, a maid came in and said softly: "Da Lang, my disciples, Qin Huizhi, Da Lang's classmate from Yangzhou, is here."
Yang Lin was teasing his daughter, and when he heard this, he burst into laughter.
He stood up with his daughter in his arms and said, "Let's go, dad will take you to meet the traitorous uncle."