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Chapter five hundred and twentieth I don't want to win

Song Jiang's face turned red, and Lu Wang also felt a little embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do...

Since you follow such a person, it's shameful to lose face. You can't change someone at this point.

The two people exited the room, and Yang Lin calmly sat down on a chair and said straight to the point: "Queen Lanying, we Han people have a saying, we call people swordsmen and we are fish and meat. Do you know what it means?"

Queen Lan Ying expected that this person was Yang Shaozai. Unexpectedly, she was so young and did not notice that he addressed her. Yingying said: "I come from a small foreign country. Although I have read some books, my knowledge is shallow after all. Please let Yang Shaozai clarify."

Yang Lin thought to himself, what are you pretending to be? You are so direct and you still want others to tell you clearly, why can't you just take off your pants?

He stood up, held down the chair with both hands, and trapped Queen Lanying on the chair, facing his chest. Then he lowered his head, and the two of them were almost touching each other.

Yang Lin was like grabbing a panicked little female rabbit and said in her ear: "It means that you must obey everything from now on, otherwise I will spank you..."

Queen Lanying's eyelashes, as thick as a fan, trembled a few times, and tears fell down her cheeks. She had already made various preparations for the situation she was in today.

But when it came to the end, she was still a little humiliated. After all, she was the queen of a dynasty. Although she was also recruited into the palace by the old emperor, and there was no love for her, she was the emperor of Jiaozhi after all.

The young man in front of her exuded a masculine aura, far beyond that of the old emperor, which made Queen Lanying even more unable to resist.

Having been trapped in prison by Li Yanghuan for so long, Queen Lanying, who had suffered enough from the physical torture, no longer dared to resist willfully.

Yang Lin gently raised her chin and asked, "Do you know what it means now?"

Queen Lanying nodded slightly, her eyes were red, and she hummed softly.

They all said that she was stupid, but it was only at this time that she saw the excellence of Queen Lanying. In the past, she relied on the old emperor, but now she has to rely on the man in front of her. Beauty is like a dodder flower, and it is inevitable that she must survive against a big tree.

, only then can one climb a high branch.

Yang Lin was overjoyed. How could this queen be so easy to use? She also had a lot of tricks, and now it seems that she can save them all.

He sat back in his chair, sat with his legs spread apart, and tapped the carpet in front of him with his toes, saying: "As long as you are obedient and our soldiers are strong, it will be easy to send you back to become the Queen Mother. Come on,

Come to this place and kneel down.”

...

Yang Lin's voice was a little rough. He wrapped a strand of black hair around his hand, controlled the speed at will, and asked: "Li Yanghuan of Jiaozhi must die. What other princes are there in the Li Dynasty? Do you have a son?"

"Only...only one daughter."

Yang Lin nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, I will give you a son today. If you are lucky, you will be the King of Cochin next year."

Queen Lanying's heart skipped a beat, wasn't she treating the Cochin people as fools...

Yang Lin secretly thought: Jiaozhi no longer needs the King of Jiaozhi, but we need to think of a suitable candidate for governor.

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Outside Honglu Temple, Song Jiang saw Yang Lin striding out, looking refreshed, and stepped forward and asked: "Young Master, how was the discussion?"

Yang Lin glanced sideways at him and said disdainfully: "Three captures and three verticals. It's so mysterious. I just need to kill the horse and open the big sword to subdue the Queen of Jiaozhi. A few days later, the general will

She was sent back to Jiaozhi in great glory, which is a banner of righteousness."

Song Jiang hurriedly said: "Young Master Shenwu, but are you really not prepared to defeat Jiaozhi in one fell swoop?"

It seems that everyone in the government has some contempt for this tiny place, thinking that they can easily win it.

In fact, after the rainy season, Cochin becomes a quagmire.

Yang Lin did not intend to let his elite soldiers feed mosquitoes in the jungles of Jiaozhi, or die of some inexplicable malaria.

His eyes were a little sinister, which was not common. After years of fighting, whether he was fighting with civil servants in the temple, or fighting with aliens in the battle formation, Yang Lin always looked fearless and bold.

Song Jiang felt this. His heart moved, and he couldn't help but remind him: "Young Zai, Jiaozhi is just a part of our plan. Why is Young Zai so cruel?"

Yang Lin was startled for a moment, then laughed randomly and said: "I just thought too deeply...just now I thought of myself as the current Jiaozhi parties, so I planned in their style."

He led two people and walked out slowly, and then said with his hands behind his back: "We are in the north of Cochin, supporting the puppets to fight Li Yanghuan, and are not in a hurry to let these people win. Do you know the reason?"

Song Jiang pondered silently for a moment and said, "Are they afraid that they will win too quickly and become uncontrollable?"

Yang Lin smiled softly and said: "That's right. Jiaozhi is located in a remote area and has deviated from the orthodoxy of the Central Plains for a long time. The Yue people are somewhat cunning and ruthless. If we support the northern soldiers and horses to win, they will most likely bite back and treat me as equals.

Become an enemy. When the time comes, take the weapons and swords of the Song Dynasty, eat the rice and grain of the Song Dynasty, and come to fight with our soldiers of the Song Dynasty. Even if you win, it will be a big deal.

We are in the north. We put a collar on this group of Jiaozhi soldiers and horses who are poorer, more vicious, and more ruthless in the north, and let them bite Li Yanghuan. If you are about to lose, give me a hand, and if you are about to win, give me a tug. I have plenty.

Be patient, wait until the Vietnamese people know that they are in pain and are looking forward to us going south to end the troubled times, and then it will not be too late to take action."

As he talked, he arrived at the carriage. Lu Wang helped him get on the carriage. Song Jiang was still thinking about Yang Lin's words.

Unexpectedly, Yang Shaozai accepted Dali and Tubo with a wave of his hand and viewed Jiaozhi in this way. Why did he believe that Jiaozhi people were so untamable?

On the carriage, the lazy Yang San was just about to raise his whip when a clear voice sounded: "Young Master! Brother Gongming!"

The two people turned their heads together and saw Ruan Xiaoqi running over with a smile. Song Jiang's face was happy, but he cursed: "This bastard looks like an official."

Yang Lin summoned them to Beijing to discuss the establishment of the Nanhai Navy. Now Zhang Shangying, who opposed this matter, resigned, and Ruan Xiaoqi came to Bianliang.

The transportation in this era is really not very cheap. Yang Lin smiled and said: "Now that this guy is here, don't leave. Come with me... um, go to Zhaixinglou to have a drink."

After Yang Lin finished speaking, he suddenly thought of Mr. Li from Zhaixing Tower who was so charming. He had just taught the Jiaozhi Clam Demon a lesson. Even though he was young and had a rough body, he had to take it easy.

I also thought of Zhe Huanxiang's small courtyard. I won't go there for a while. This woman is pregnant with her own child, and she expects to give birth in a few months. It's just a good time to go together to comfort her.

"Master Li of Zhaixinglou has a grudge against Song Gongming. Forget it, let's go have a drink at Mrs. Zhe's place."

Yang San kept a close eye on these courtyards. After everyone came up, he drove the carriage to the quiet West Street.

ps: Every day, so many pirates come to give me advice, teach me how to write books, and express their dissatisfaction. I will give a unified reply here: Fuck you.


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