Yang Lin read the letter in his hand and said to the spy in front of him: "I know, you go back and tell Han Shizhong that Jin guarding Youyan is his defense. There is no need to worry about anything else. Just listen to the court's arrangements."
The Jurchen Tatars are eager for us to abandon the Youyan defense line and rush into the icy and snowy wilderness to fight with them.
They only need to withdraw their troops from Yunzhou and come to block the way. Even if the Khitan troops win in the short term, they will not dare to pursue them. Of course, they will not win. The most they can do is defend Yunzhou.
It is absolutely impossible for them to lose even an inch of ground. The strength gap between the two sides is there.
Han Shizhong's soldiers were stunned when they heard this, but they quickly turned around and walked out of the yard, preparing to run back to Youyan.
Yang Lin pressed the letter under the desk, held a writing brush and began to meditate. The Song Dynasty was now recovering, and all kinds of shortcomings were eliminated quickly. He had endured various counterattacks at the beginning, and it was time to reap the rewards soon.
Once it gets on the right track, the huge inertia will push it forward. By then, the country will be rich and the people are strong, and everything will be possible.
The so-called strong Han Dynasty and the so-called prosperous Tang Dynasty only spread their military power after the initial forbearance. The Han Dynasty had the siege of Baideng, and Han Emperor Gaozu had a lucky escape; the Tang Dynasty had the Weishui Alliance, and Tang Taizong was forced to make peace.
Looking back at Jurchen, Yang Lin has clearly seen that it reaches its peak after its debut.
When they launched their army to conquer the Liao Dynasty, the Jurchens were at the peak of their military strength. In the next two years, they occupied the entire Khitan territory. Each Muke had tens of thousands of Khitan slaves, and on average they even had a lot of small soldiers.
A luxurious life will slowly corrode these ferocious hunters, causing them to lose their endurance and all their ferocity. In the history of later generations, they occupied the Central Plains, and countless Han women fell to their beastly desires.
The slaves also accelerated their decline and fall.
Moreover, the intensifying internal struggle will also allow them to eliminate many generals themselves, so why should they rush to attack and prompt them to awaken to unity again. These beasts who came out of the white mountains and black waters, once they lose the ferocity of the original generation, will soon
It will turn the world's strongest military into a joke.
There was the Barbarian Jin in the front, and the Qing Dynasty in the back. It was no better than this.
Historically, the Khitan was already in decline by the early Song Dynasty. The Yongxi Northern Expedition launched by Emperor Taizong Zhao Guangyi of the Song Dynasty was extremely successful in the early stage, allowing the Khitan to put aside their grudges and unite sincerely again, and they enjoyed another hundred years of glory.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin wrote a letter to Qin Long's Zhongshi Dao, asking him to increase his assistance to Yelu Dashi. If necessary, he could increase his troops in Yunzhou again. Just as he was about to grind, he saw that a plain hand had already been lightly pressed.
I started to polish the ink lightly.
Yang Lin looked up and saw that it was Zheng Yunyao. It was rare for her to come to his study.
Yang Lin asked with a smile while writing: "Why are you here?"
"I don't know what big thing you have in mind. You were so lost in thought that someone came to bring you soup, and you didn't notice it even after standing there for a long time." Zheng Yunyao wrinkled her pretty little nose and pouted her mouth, showing her charming style.
I don’t know since when, the little lady I am marrying has become so mature and attractive.
Yang Lin smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to be quite good at grinding ink. Could it be that you have learned it before?"
Zheng Yunyao blushed and immediately struck out, beating her with her little pink fist. It turned out that on the day of the wedding, Zheng Yunyao was taught some bed tricks by the mothers-in-law, and Yang Lin opened his hijab and looked a little stunned.
However, Zheng Yunyao mistakenly thought that her husband was sitting by the bed blankly. He must not have been taught by his aunt and did not know what to do next.
She summoned great courage, her eyes flickered, and her voice was like a gnat: "Husband... Husband, don't you know how to do it? It doesn't matter, don't worry, I know it, I have learned it."
Yang Lin kept teasing her about this interesting story, and she blushed whenever he mentioned it.
Yang Lin held down her pink fist and secretly calculated in his heart that his lovely wife was about to turn seventeen and could conceive and give birth to a child.
Doing it on the Four Treasures of the Study may be the earliest early education, and it may give birth to a sage.
Desktop cleaning master Yang Lin pushed the things on the desk to the ground and said in a low voice: "Yao'er, let me test it. You have forgotten how much you have learned."
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Bianliang City in Tokyo has been a land of pink beauty and beauty since the Ping Dynasty a hundred years ago.
All the princes in the dynasty, who are not proud of their romance, have turned a great city in the Central Plains into a romantic and romantic city, where the peach blossoms sing softly, and each other is a moment of splendor.
I don’t know how many literati were drunk under the light smoke and powder by the Bian River, writing flowers and chanting willows, feeling happy and reluctant to miss Shu.
As soon as the sign was applied for, colorful lanterns were hung at the courtyard gates along the bank of the Royal Street embankment of the Bianhe River. The lights shone in the waves and the water reflected the colors of the lights.
The night on both sides of the Taiwan Strait is like daytime, and the courtyard of the Painted Boat Courtyard is full of lights and feasting, with numerous silk tubes, men and women rejoicing, and the sound of waves and banter, all of which show people the grandeur of Bianliang City.
In a courtyard, facing the bright moonlight, there was a person with a frown on his face, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the place.
Surrounding the round table were beautiful women, and Gao Bing, the most popular palace commander in Bianliang, held a banquet in honor of his sworn brother.
Accompanying him was Qin Hui, a recent upstart in the officialdom. Unfortunately, Bai Shizhong had already become prime minister and naturally could not participate in such a gathering.
Yu Shinan took less than three breaths before sighing. Yelumuxun next to him also sighed long and short. Hearing this, Qin Hui turned yellow and comforted him: "Brothers, don't be so depressed. Now that His Majesty is still here, you can still do things.
You don't think about how to serve the country, but you are here sighing and sighing, what is the use of it."
When everyone heard this, they cheered up. Gao Bing also smiled and said: "Huizhi is right. His Majesty the Liao Emperor is now in the Yanqing Temple of the Song Dynasty. He has changed his mind and is bent on searching for immortals. Now that he has entered
Dao Sect, we are one family with our Emperor and Yang Shaozai. When the time comes, we can plead with Shao Zai to send troops to restore His Majesty, wouldn't it be easy?"
A group of young Khitan sects were already a model of lack of brains, otherwise they wouldn't have been tempted by these guys to commit the ridiculous thing of assassinating the Jurchen envoy in Shangjing Mansion.
Now when I heard it, I immediately became happy. I changed glasses at the banquet and got very drunk.
The big things in life are just a few bowls of glutinous rice wine, a few cups of Dukang, and then sleeping soundly with your head covered, all worries go to hell...
Gao Bing watched them sleeping at their desks and stood up, feeling a little unbearable.
These people really regard themselves as brothers, but even tonight, under Yang Shaozai's hint, he came to tease them, ready to lead the Song people to rebel against Yelu Dashi at all times.
In the end, after taking Yunzhou and other places, Yang Shaozai will spit it out and return it to the Khitan? According to Gao Yanei's understanding, there is no chance of this happening at all.
"Hel them to the bed to rest." After saying that, Gao Bian supported Qin Hui, who was also drunk, and turned around and left the small courtyard.
Under the moonlight, Qin Hui, who was drunk and unconscious, suddenly let out a sigh.
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