After only resting for one day in Suzhou, Yang Lin set off the next day and continued southward.
After calculating that Yang Lin and his party had left the two Zhejiang provinces, the people in the south of the Yangtze River who had been preparing for the battle were relieved. At least he did not stir up trouble in the south of the Yangtze River.
Before anyone could catch their breath, the Duwei Mansion, which had been dormant, took the lead in attacking. Cai Jing, who was nearly seventy years old in Hangzhou, was invited out of Hangzhou, and more than a thousand people escorted him to Lingnan.
The Jiangnan gentry had been fighting for their husbands for several months, but they were just dumped in Lingnan, where there were not so many wealthy families.
Contrary to Yin Muhong's expectation, Cai Jing was very cooperative and visited the mountains and rivers with great interest along the way. He slowly headed to Lingnan, as if he was going on a vacation.
The servants of the Cai Mansion were like clouds, taking care of Cai Jing along the way. Wherever he went, he was like an emperor on a trip, raising troops and crowds, attracting people to watch.
Cai Jing seemed to be asleep in the carriage, and a slight snoring could be heard. The concubines in the luxurious and luxurious carriage were relieved, stroking their chests and walking away slowly on tiptoes.
Hearing the silence around him, Cai Jing's eyelids opened slightly, and in his cloudy eyes, there was a trace of unwillingness that could not be suppressed.
Taking charge of the world seems like a dream. When I arrive in Lingnan, who else remembers me...
The hatred in Cai Jing's heart was overwhelming. He was so forbearing that he deliberately let the wind go and all the Jiangnan gentry disappeared. Unexpectedly, Yang Lin's vigilance was still not dissipated.
Yang Wenyuan, this rebellious traitor, was so experienced at such a young age that he left no gaps in his skills.
Outside the car, a knight in red was looking around with a portrait. Cai Jing had dozens, if not a hundred, of his concubines, and some even had to walk with the large group of people under the car.
Cai Jing opened the car curtain and asked, "What is he looking for?"
The old man in charge of the Cai Mansion spat, with an indignant look on his face, and said angrily: "They say they are looking for Miss Lingbao's biological mother."
A trace of doubt flashed across Cai Jing's old face and asked: "This child Lingbao...who is her mother?"
"Sir, you forgot, she is Mrs. Li of Daming Prefecture. When you were the prefect of Daming Prefecture, you adopted the daughter of local member Li Li."
Cai Jing thought about it carefully, but still couldn't remember it. Then he shook his head and said, "If she is here, let them take her away."
The seventh-rank officials in front of the prime minister, and the general fifth-rank officials would be respectful when meeting the gatekeepers of Cai Jing's house, let alone those in his house.
Who is Zeng Xiang? Now, people want to take away your Mrs. Ru, without even saying hello. The old man, who is always in charge, burst into tears and said: "Mrs. Li escaped from Daming Mansion, and she was among the crowd behind.
I’ll go find her now.”
After a while, a shout was heard from afar. The knight in red pulled his old man aside and slapped him so hard that stars appeared in his eyes.
"Straight bitch, I asked you just now and you said you didn't know, but now you know? You are making fun of your grandfather. You are an old pig and a dog. There is no reason for me to waste so much time."
After the fight, with everyone in the Cai Mansion dumbfounded, the knight in red and the soldiers and horses behind him walked away with a woman.
Cai Jing sighed and lowered the car curtain...
Once the power was lost, everything was out of control. I, the officials, and even Prime Minister Liang Yin all only focused on Bianliang. They never thought that this traitor had been raised outside Bianliang.
It was also a matter of self-respect for supporting troops. Unexpectedly, it was easier for Yang Wenyuan to enter Bianliang than for An Lushan to enter Chang'an. I really don't know if the officials in Duiyulou regretted appointing this man as the number one scholar in Tongting.
If he arrived in Lingnan, all the relationships he had in private contact would be severed.
Once you stay in Lingnan for too long, your influence will gradually decrease. In the end, even if someone resists Yang Lin, it will not be your turn to play.
There was no warmth in the officialdom of the Song Dynasty. Wang Fu was the best example. Once he lost power and had no protection, his life would be difficult to save.
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Arriving in Dali, green vegetation can be seen everywhere, covering the mountain roads that have begun to be built.
Duan Miaozhen rarely opened the car curtain and looked out through the gauze curtain, feeling very happy.
Duan Miaozhen has not been back for four or five years since he was last selected as an envoy to the Song Dynasty to attend the victory ceremony held by the Song court.
The camellias on the roadside were in bloom, swaying in the cold wind.
Not far away, Fang Qifu led a large group of people to the border of Dali.
The Yibinli band played cheerful music, led by Fang Qifu. More than 200 officials from Yungui West Road, plus the leaders of various villages who had surrendered early, were waiting for Yang Lin's drive under the colorful silk shed.
Seeing the banner appear, a deep and powerful sound of horns sounded in the welcoming team, followed by gongs and drums, firecrackers blasted, and Fang Qifu, Liu Zhongwu and others stepped forward to greet them.
Duan Miaozhen was a little uncomfortable with such a spectacular scene, so she quickly covered the car curtain and stopped looking around.
Yang Lin smiled and hugged her shoulders and said: "I will go out and follow them to Yangyi City in a while. You don't have to go out when you are in the carriage. I will let Lu Qian escort the carriage."
Duan Miaozhen hummed softly, lowered her body and pulled the skirt of her clothes for Yang Lin, tightened the jade belt, and then opened the car curtain.
Yang Lin bowed and got out of the carriage. The winter in Dali was not very cold, and the air was indescribably clean under the bright sun.
After expanding his chest, Yang Lin saw the welcoming team in the distance. The military equipment in Dali was indeed not bad.
After all, here, there are good sources of soldiers everywhere, overthrowing the enslavement of the chieftain lords. There are countless ready-made warriors, and they can be easily trained to become elite soldiers who are good at fighting.
In recent years, Dali has been at war with Tibet, and has often had conflicts with Jiaozhi in the north. The various chieftain lords often started fighting among themselves if they disagreed.
These people were proficient in fighting skills, but what they lacked was the coordination and experience of fighting in large groups, so Yang Lin left Fang Qifu to lead the troops.
Under Fang La's command, this boy was able to impose orders and prohibitions on the 150,000 ragtag bandits who were being trained. His talent was hard to conceal.
Smelling the grass and trees on the roadside, Yang Lin let out a long sigh of relief, secretly thinking that Dali himself had finally arrived.
The crowd came up to welcome Yang Lin and got on a tall horse, slowly heading towards Yangyi City.
The people along the way looked around curiously, not knowing who this person was.
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As night fell, the lonely Cochin Palace seemed even more empty.
In 1009 AD, Li Gongyun, the commander in front of the Jiaozhi Left Guards Hall, seized the throne. The following year, he changed the Yuan Dynasty to Shuntian and made the capital Shenglong. He was Li Taizu.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Li Gongyun built Thang Long City, enfeoffed the positions of central military and political ministers, reorganized local political institutions, vigorously developed Buddhism, implemented the imperial examination system, and reformed the land and taxation systems.
As the Li Dynasty's national power gradually became stronger, it could not wait to expand its territory, continuously invading the southern border of the Northern Song Dynasty, and plundering land, population and property.
Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty, who signed the Chanyuan Alliance, felt that Jiaozhou was plagued by miasma and that if he mobilized troops to attack, there would be many casualties, so he refused to fight back and even conferred the title of Li Gongyun. From then on, he never had the right to unify the homeland of this Central Plains dynasty.
In the seventh year of Xiangfu's reign in Dazhong of the Song Dynasty, Zhang Jiankan, a "husband" of the Li Dynasty, was punished by the Li Dynasty and fled to Qinzhou of the Song Dynasty. On the pretext of hunting down fugitives, the Li Dynasty plundered Ruhongzhai in Qinzhou, killing, burning, looting, and massacring There were tens of thousands of people in the Song Dynasty.
In the sixth year of Tiansheng's reign in the Song Dynasty, Li Taizu "ordered his sons and son-in-law Shen Chenggui and others to lead people into their own way and plunder the border people." He sent troops to invade Siling and other states in the Song Dynasty, and carried out wanton plunder and destruction, "plundering cattle and horses, and burning houses before returning."
Because this is the border, far away from Bianliang, the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty were unwilling to stand up for these border residents, and sat back and watched them being slaughtered by the Li Dynasty again and again, and gradually developed the arrogance, rudeness, and boldness of Jiaozhi.
Not only did he adopt a policy of tolerance, he also took the initiative to cede Guangyuan to Jiaozhi, which was very upright and honorable.
Under such unlimited plunder and connivance, Jiaozhi began to pay less and less attention to the Central Plains Dynasty. Wang Anshi's reforms and others even brazenly invaded the Song Dynasty in the name of harming the people, and wanted to make decisions for the people of the Song Dynasty.
Li Qiande is the fourth emperor of the Li Dynasty. He has been the emperor for more than 40 years. He is getting old and is now bedridden.
Queen Lanying served Li Qiande with her own hands and drank half a cup of ginseng soup. She looked at the unconscious husband of the emperor and shed tears.
"Your Majesty, you are seriously ill and the prince is rude. What will my mother and daughter do in the future?"
The shadow of the candle flickered, and a figure in a green dress quietly entered the main hall, "I'm going to present you to the empress." The visitor bowed down and said.
"Get up, you entered the palace late at night, but what news?" Queen Lanying sighed softly.
The person kneeling on the ground turned out to be a slender beauty. Although she did not look as graceful as Queen Lanying, her eyebrows were naturally beautiful and had a unique flavor.
"Don't be sad, Your Majesty. Your majesty will be blessed to the heavens. He will be able to turn the crisis into peace and wake up soon." The beauty on the ground comforted her.
"I hope so."
"Your Majesty, there are people from the Song Dynasty outside asking to see you, saying they want to discuss important matters with Your Majesty."
Queen Lanying's eyes lit up. The prince was so rude and didn't take her and others seriously at all. If she wanted to fight him, she could only seek foreign help.
I don’t know what the identity of this group of Song people is and what power they have.
Queen Lanying had no choice but sighed and said: "Let them come in."
The group of people was led to the main hall. They all knew that the emperor of the Li Dynasty had been ill all year round, and the queen could make the final decision on many matters.
The leader is Gu Beihai, the younger brother of Gu Nanshan, the head of the Gu family.
Entering the palace, although it was separated by a curtain, when the palace maid opened the curtain and entered, Gu Beihai still saw the queen's beauty.
She is indeed a beauty, no wonder she sucked Emperor Li dry, Gu Beihai thought dirtyly.
"Queen, we have important matters, it's best to talk to His Majesty."
The Gu family's influence in Cochin is not small. In their trade transactions with each other, they often avoid border officials, evade taxes, and often buy and sell prohibited items.
"Your Majesty is feeling unwell, and I will inform him of this."
The upper echelons of the Li Dynasty also spoke Chinese, but with some accents.
Gu Beihai nodded and said: "That's fine, we are here to invite Li Chao's troops."
Queen Lanying's eyes lit up, military power?
...
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In Yangyi City, Yang Lin summoned all officials and gave instructions one by one to start trying out the new policy.
"In the near future, I will personally go to each county and village to investigate and observe the effects. If you have any difficulties, you can report them. After all, the new policy has just been implemented on a trial basis. It is difficult to say that it is a perfect method. We still need to work together to repair and improve it. That’s the right thing to do.”
Yang Lin held a map and a roster in his hand, and talked in front of hundreds of people.
The torches were shining everywhere like daylight, and the officials were very excited. Shao Zai valued them so much. People like them must perform well, or they might be valued by Shao Zai at some point.
Around him are all his cronies who were promoted unintentionally, and none of them are now rising to prominence.
Yang Lin smiled and said: "The trial of the New Deal can be regarded as a hard battle. What we have to overcome are all kinds of difficulties and obstacles. I always act with no shortage of hungry soldiers. Everyone gathering here tonight is my farewell party for you."
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There is a gentle breeze and a bright moon.
In Yangyime City, inside the old palace of Dali, the lights are brightly lit and people are buzzing.
The civil servants and military generals exchanged glasses for each other, which was regarded as a great drink before the new policy was launched. Yang Lin looked at the crowd and felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Fang Qifu came forward with a glass of wine and said: "Young Master, I would like to give you a glass of wine."
Yang Lin took the wine cup, drank it in one gulp, looked at Fang Qifu in front of him, and asked: "Give me the list of Dali's civil servants and generals, and the list of generals."
Fang Qifu nodded in agreement. Yang Lin's expression changed and he asked: "Dali and Jiaozhi are bordering each other. Is there anything strange happening on the other side of Jiaozhi?"
I don’t know why he asked this question, but Fang Qifu obviously knew that Yang Lin was not innocent. Could it be that the Jiaozhi people were planning to invade the country again, and Shaozai already had the information?
"Xiaoguan has not heard of any changes in Jiaozhi, but they have always had soldiers at the border. Their number should be no less than 50,000."
The biggest advantage of Jiaozhi has always been its terrain, where jungle miasma is everywhere, making it difficult for foreign enemies to invade.
If a large army were to conquer Jiaozhi, many soldiers would die just from illness.
Yang Lin called Fang Qifu aside and said, "Can Dali's soldiers fight a tough battle?"
Fang Qifu was stunned when he heard this and wanted to be humble, but seeing Yang Lin's bright eyes, he knew that this was not the time to be humble, so he replied: "You can win against anyone."
He was naturally shy, which was incompatible with the heroic temperament in his name. In such a soft tone, he said the most arrogant words, which made Yang Lin not sure whether to believe it or not.
When Fang Qifu saw Yang Shaozai's doubtful expression, he quickly imitated those martial artists, patted his chest and said, "Fucking Jiaozhi is as easy as a good man beating his wife."
Yang Lin couldn't laugh or cry. He looked at this rarely ruthless general, patted him on the shoulder and said: "The New Deal is still the main focus at the moment, but I heard from people in the Duwei Mansion that some people in the south of the Yangtze River frequently send people into Jiaozhi to arrange troops at the border.
It’s still necessary.”
Fang Qifu nodded secretly. It turned out that he had really received the information. No wonder Shaozai asked this question.
However, war between the two countries is not a child's play. This matter is mostly based on speculation, but it must be guarded against.
As the night got darker, Yang Lin sent people to escort the officials out of the government office and walked back to the bedroom he had cleaned.
This was originally Duan Miaozhen's boudoir. Returning to the place where she grew up, Duan Miaozhen was very happy, her smile was as bright as a flower, and she was indescribably charming.
Yang Lin saw it through the window, his eyes lit up, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Miaozhen baby, here I come!"