After leaving Bianliang, the cold air of early winter had already made the official road a little desolate, and the scattered pedestrians were almost all traveling merchants.
On the horizon in the distance, a group of people and horses were advancing quickly. When I got closer, I saw that almost all of them were riding tall horses and wearing old-style scarlet brocade robes.
Only the local people in Bianliang can recognize this as the once arrogant Long Live Camp. Long Live Camp was built to create Long Live Mountain. Long Live Mountain is also called Genyue Shoushan. It is the garden of Emperor Zhao Ji. Of course, there is no need to expand it now.
, so the Long Live Battalion has now been abolished and has become the private army of Young Master Yang Lin.
The brocade clothes and red robes are still the same, and there is no Long Live Camp in Bianliang.
Protected by these men and horses, it was obviously Yang Lin's carriage. Shao Zai went out to patrol Dali, and was praised by the people of Bianliang as a man of great courage. After all, it had only been a few months since the palace coup, and Shao Zai dared to leave Bianliang.
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Yang Lin doesn't have many confidants, far less than Liang Shicheng, but every one of them is trustworthy.
These people were from grassroots backgrounds and had little foundation in the government. They did not seek to join Yang Lin, but Yang Lin promoted them.
Even if someone wants to betray Yang Lin, not many of his men will follow him to rebel. After all, Yang Lin has a huge business empire behind him. To put it simply, he is rich.
When everyone holds Yang Lin in their arms, they can twist together into a rope and kill Bianliang until the sky is dark and the Pope's city is imprisoned for another master.
But without Yang Lin, these people are just a mess, and they are no match for the scholar-bureaucrats.
Naturally, when such a soul figure leaves the capital, he needs a lot of protection. Song Jiang almost gathered a hundred or ten of the most capable soldiers in the army to form the entourage of the personal guard, mixed with the personal guards of the Long Live Battalion, to protect Yang Lin throughout the process.
Heat surged inside the carriage, and a small and exquisite Jingtai incense burner with filigree patterns of blossoming peonies was slowly emitting wisps of unknown fragrance.
Yang Lin half-opened his mind, lying on a red-lacquered and light-black nanmu couch, snoring slightly.
Next to him, a woman with an exquisite figure and beautiful appearance was wearing a pair of bare jade feet and a crimson one-piece skirt that outlined her beautiful figure. There were two delicate arcs on her chest, and on her head
Putting a crescent jade hairpin in, a pair of plain hands placed on Yang Lin's calf and gently kneaded it. From time to time, she looked at his angular face, revealing a tenderness that was as tender as water.
The corners of her mouth curled up, her pink lips were like cherry blossoms, and her eyebrows were as beautiful as willows, as if she was about to overflow with happiness.
The beauty saw Yang Lin's open chest and reached out to cover him with the blanket. Yang Lin snorted softly and opened his eyes, feeling a little breathless: "Miaozhen, open the car curtain."
Duan Miaozhen hummed obediently, stood up and rolled up the car curtain to the side, and suddenly a cold air blew in.
Being blown by this wind, Yang Lin felt refreshed. He stretched out his hands to expand his chest, went to the window on the side, stretched out his head and asked: "Where are you?"
Old Zhu, who was riding a horse next to him, said with a smile: "Young Master, I have a good rest. I will leave Kaifeng Mansion soon. Not far ahead is Ningling City. After Ningling, I will reach the ground of Yingtian Mansion in Nanjing."
Yang Lin tightened his robe tightly and said, "Tell Lu Qian to walk faster and don't be afraid of the bumpy carriage and horses. We will rest again when we get to the city."
Old Man Zhu smiled arrogantly, and without informing Lu Qian, he said loudly: "Young Master has an order. Brothers, hurry up your horses and whip your whip, and we will arrive at Ningling tonight."
All the soldiers smiled and agreed, shouts and shouts spread, and their speed suddenly increased.
Duan Miaozhen, who was in the car, slipped and almost fell down, but was held in Yang Lin's arms.
"The carriage and horses are bumpy, so please stop walking around. If you can't bear it when we get to Ningling, I will ask someone to see you off alone. I will go to Dali first."
Duan Miaozhen took the opportunity to stick to his arms and said: "No, Linlang and I are together, these bumps are nothing." After saying that, her face turned red and she lowered her head with a guilty conscience. For Duan Miaozhen, this was nothing.
This is already a huge violation.
Yang Lin was thinking about what would happen after arriving in Dali, and he kept chatting with her without missing a beat.
This woman in my arms is like the spring breeze in March, and like the trickle of water flowing out of the hot spring. When I get along with her, I will feel like a spring breeze without realizing it, and I feel indescribably comfortable. When I am with her, I will never feel
tired.
It’s no wonder that the ladies of Bianliang City are proud to make her acquaintance and like to be with her. Her long-term exposure to Buddhism and her experience of being bullied by the Gao family have cultivated her gentleness and gentleness.
temperament.
The Duan family in Dali is full of fake monks. The men chant Amitabha on their lips and are as ruthless as wolves, but they never expected to raise a true Bodhisattva.
Duan Zhengchun regarded Yang Lin as the hope of the Duan family's re-emergence, and instead of objecting to his daughter's affairs, he actually encouraged her.
The Duan clan has no chance of re-emerging in Dali. Their excessive bloody killings have made them look like enemy bandits in the eyes of the thirty-six Wuman tribes.
But the Song Dynasty is so big, once Yang Lin takes that taboo step, countless people will rise with him and become the new rich in this vast land.
There are many outstanding children of the Duan family in Dali. As long as Yang Lin gives them this opportunity, they will not have to worry about not having a place of their own.
And according to Duan Zhengchun's observation, Yang Lin definitely did not treat his daughter as a toy and just abandoned her. People in Zhaodefang kept looking at Duan's house to deliver some luxury and valuable items, including food and clothing for their daughter.
The expenses were all even more exquisite than those of the Gao family, the most extravagant family in Dali at the time.
On the doorbell hanging outside her boudoir, the exquisite golden Buddhas were said to have been brought back specifically for her daughter after the pagoda of the Tubo Living Buddha was dismantled.
Returning to Dali this time, Duan Zhengchun plucked up the courage and sent three junior members of his clan to Zhaodefang to recommend themselves and follow Yang Lin back to Dali.
Yang Lin also agreed. After all, he knew very little about Dali's customs and customs.
The management of this kind of area where many ethnic groups live together requires special attention. If there is a slight deviation, it may leave hidden dangers for thousands of years, which must be guarded against.
With his hands tangled in his black silk hair, Yang Lin mentally considered the shortcomings and flaws of his new policy. The formation of a system must not be formulated in a vacuum thousands of miles away.
Every place has its own characteristics, and it is necessary and wise to make some adjustments and changes according to local conditions.
No matter how good the system is, there will be endless problems when it is implemented in local areas, which need to be solved one by one. Dali is the first stop for my new policy, and it is also a good whetstone and testing stone.
It is not only a process of correcting and improving the New Deal, but also a process of accumulating experience. This trip to Dali is bound to be the beginning of reshaping the Song Dynasty.