The Jiaozhi Li Dynasty, not long after it separated from the Central Plains, and after Li Gongyun established the country, many systems were copied from the Han Dynasty.
His mother was made the queen mother, six queens were made, the eldest son was made the prince, and the other sons and the emperor's brothers were named "hou" or "king". They also formulated the official ranks according to the drawing, and the more important officials included the Xianggong,
Privy envoy, Taibao, Taifu, Zuo Jinwu, Zuo Wuwei, You Wuwei and other positions.
Today's Crown Prince Li Yanghuan is over forty years old. In an ordinary country, a forty-year-old prince would always have some inappropriate thoughts, let alone the vicious Jiaozhi people.
Li Yanghuan is also unlucky. His father is so lucky that he is now seventy years old and has been the emperor for fifty years.
The old man was already in his twilight years. I don't know what he thought. At such an early age, he married Lin Guanshu, the most beautiful woman in the Li Dynasty. After giving birth to a princess, he became bedridden from then on.
Rumors spread throughout the Li Dynasty that the old emperor was sucked dry by Empress Lanying, but the old emperor still loved Lin Guanshu very much and appointed her as Empress Lanying to manage some government affairs for him.
The East Palace, which has a chilling atmosphere, has kept many dead soldiers all year round. Especially after the old emperor fell ill, the prince Li Yanghuan became even more unscrupulous.
The ministers of the DPRK were beaten severely for the slightest disobedience, and some of them were killed in the street. Empress Lanying, who was actually in charge of the government, had a weak temper. She had been sitting back and watching the prince become more arrogant and arrogant over the years without any solution.
As time went by, the ministers all knew that they could only survive by relying on the prince, so the power of the East Palace grew stronger and stronger.
If it weren't for the Li Dynasty's army, which had always been loyal to the old emperor, Li Yanghuan would have been unable to sit still.
But the army was only loyal to the emperor. Once the emperor died and the prince succeeded to the throne, their master would change.
The courtyard of the East Palace was filled with people, all of them were guards wearing short fighting uniforms and sharp scimitars hanging from their waists. Each of the guards in the East Palace had a human life in their hands, and they looked very cruel.
These people carried out the prince's orders without compromise, and tortured and killed countless non-East Palace Party subjects.
"Gu Beihai came to Shenglong City. Instead of coming to see the lonely king, he went to see that bitch first!" Li Yanghuan slapped the table, furious.
His lips are a little thin, his eyes are thin and long, and although his appearance is not ugly, there is something weird about it, not like a kind person.
When he stood up, he realized that the prince turned out to be a stout man, only half a man tall. He was considered short even in Jiaozhi, and even more unusual in the Central Plains.
Because of this, people around him usually bowed down to see him, which was miserable. Once when the magistrate of Yongtai Prefecture came to the East Palace, he didn't know the rules and stood upright. The next day, his lumbar spine was broken.
Seeing that the prince was angry, the people below knelt down on the ground, with their buttocks sticking up to the sky, trembling and afraid to speak.
Li Yanghuan's eyes were cold, he was breathing heavily, and suddenly he laughed ferociously: "Isn't that bitch just relying on the military power in her hands? I want to see how she mobilizes."
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In Yangyi City, after Yang Lin got up, it was already the end of Shenshi. He felt hungry and heard the sound of the door.
"Has the Young Master woke up? The servant is here to serve the Young Master's meal." The voice was a little unfamiliar, but gentle and gentle. Yang Lin patted Duan Miaozhen, who was still awake beside him, and said, "Come in."
As the door opened, a beautiful woman walked in holding a dinner plate. She still had some inconvenience walking: "My servant is waiting for the young master and his wife to eat."
Yang Lin was vaguely affected. He was dizzy after drinking last night. He vaguely seemed to remember that Miao Zhen was not the only one.
It seemed that it was her. Yang Lin stretched out his hand and the beautiful woman came forward meekly. Yang Lin held up her chin and looked at her carefully. He felt that she looked familiar and asked, "Your accent doesn't sound like her."
People from Dali, did Fang Qifu ask you to come here?"
The beautiful woman had a charming smile on her face: "Isn't it the maid sent by Shao Zai? If Shao Zai values such a servant, I will definitely serve Shao Zai with all my heart."
"Ah?!" Yang Lin took a breath, suddenly feeling a little...excited.
"You...you are Prime Minister Cai..."
"From now on, I will only serve Shao Zai."
"Xiang Cai is a person I respect. I have been his student all my life. How could I...well, the hand feels good, put the hand behind the back and push forward."
Duan Miaozhen heard a noise and opened her eyes in a daze, her voice soft and soft: "Is it dawn yet?"
It was already dusk at this time, Yang Lin smiled and said: "No, it's still dark. Come, let's do something that we should do in the dark sky."
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Fang Qifu had been waiting outside the hall for a long time, his stomach growling with hunger. He thought for a moment that Shaozai had been going south all the way and was very sleepy at times, so he might as well come back later.
As soon as he stood up, a loud laugh came from inside. Yang Lin stepped out and when he saw someone outside, he quickly straightened his robes and said, "Why are you here?"
"Back to Shaozai, I have summoned the local military generals and are waiting for Shaozai to lecture me before rushing to the Jiaozhi border."
Yang Lin muttered: "I don't want to use troops until it is absolutely necessary. Jiaozhi is like a dog-skin plaster. It's easy to take off when it sticks, but it's difficult to take it off."
Fang Qifu smiled and said: "It would be difficult to attack Jiaozhi by force, but Xiaguan summoned some officials who are familiar with Jiaozhi last night. After some questioning, I got an idea."
Yang Lin played with a piece of Dali porcelain and said with great interest: "Tell me and listen."
When Fang Qifu got down to business, he was more serious and said in a solemn voice: "The people of Jiaozhi are cunning, suspicious, ruthless and violent. Although they are good at fighting, they are extremely ununited.
If an army is raised rashly and hundreds of thousands of troops press against the territory, these people will be twisted into a rope. With concerted efforts, they will be like wolves gathering against the enemy, which will be extremely difficult to break.
But if we adopt a strategy of dividing and dissenting, supporting one side of the Jiaozhi forces, and we, the Song Dynasty, serve as strong reinforcements to deal with the other side, they will kill their own people much more ruthlessly than we do. Maybe this is a good way."
Yang Lin's eyes lit up. This strategy was so clever that he had never thought of it for a moment.
Isn't that the nature of the Jiaozhi people? Even after hundreds of years, it has not changed at all.
Letting them kill each other is the best idea. When these people fight among themselves, they are indeed extremely cruel.
"What chance does Cochin have now?"
Fang Qifu laughed naively and said: "Young Master, how can I say that you are so blessed that the emperor in their country is old and unable to act, and the prince and the queen are incompatible with each other."
"Pick the weak one to support, don't give too much support, let them maintain a delicate balance." Yang Lin gestured with his hands: "It's subtle, do you understand?"
Fang Qifu shook his head honestly: "I don't understand the subtlety, but Shao Zai's intention is to let them bite each other until everything is over."
Yang Lin curled his lips and said with some disdain: "That's what I mean. You are a pretty young man, so you should study more if you have nothing to do."
Fang Qifu's face turned red and he was a little embarrassed: "I know, I know."
...You are also worthy of being called Fang Qifu, Fang Qiniang is almost the same.