Yang Lin was lying on the couch, gently rubbing his eyebrows and remaining silent. Near him, Song Jiang was sitting, holding a piece of memorial paper in his hand.
"Fortress?"
The Western Army's method of dealing with Xixia was to cut the flesh with a dull knife and slowly separate the bones and flesh. This fortress strategy was the most suitable strategy invented at that time.
Now that it has been implemented in Yunnei states, what Yang Lin at Yelu Dashi fears most is forcing the birdman to surrender to Dajin.
Yang Lin had some scruples and did not agree directly. Instead, he said softly: "It would be great if there was any way to deepen the hatred between Liao and Jin again."
Song Jiang was quite dissatisfied. He frowned and chuckled: "Young Zai, I only hate the country's subjugation. Isn't it deep enough?"
For others, this is enough, but for Yelu Dashi, even so, he would still consider the interests of the remaining Khitan kingdoms.
When forced to do so, it is not impossible for him to surrender to the Jin people and come back to bite him.
After all, what the Jurchens can do is conquer these lands, and he can break them into pieces to resist.
"After our fortress strategy is implemented, there will no longer be a foothold for Jurchens or Khitans in Yunnei, and the Zhongshi Dao will definitely eat away at Yunnei inch by inch."
Yang Lin felt a little tangled in his heart. Song Jiang stood up, approached Ruandan, and whispered: "Young Zai, do you think this can be done? After we separate Yelu Dashi from his men, we find an opportunity to tie him up."
, let Yao Pingzhong kill this guy with one blow, kill all his cronies, and send Yelu Yanxi back."
After hearing this, Yang Lin nodded and said: "This statement coincides with mine. I had no choice but to admit Yelu Dashi in order to let him make the Khitan stronger and hold back the Jurchens for us so that we could have the energy to promote the New Deal.
.If we were to cultivate our master's skills and go to the fortress, we wouldn't need to go to such trouble and let the Jurchen Tatars beat Yunnei to pieces. When we advance, the people will naturally welcome us."
"But this trick is a common method used by the Khitan people. They have done this to the puppet state they set up in Youyan many times before finally receiving their own territory. Will Yelu Dashi have been guarding against this move of ours for a long time?
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Song Jiang and him nodded together, both thinking it was very possible. The two of them sighed, thinking about the same thing, how to kill Yelu Dashi.
There was a soft sound of footsteps outside the door, and Qin Qingqing came in with a tea tray, only to see both of them in a daze.
Suddenly, the dark Privy Councilor shouted: "Yes!"
This guy's voice scared Qin Qingqing so much that she almost knocked over the tea tray. Yang Lin was not affected and asked quickly: "What's the evil plan?"
"Hold the Hongmen Banquet. First fight a beautiful victory in Yunnei. After stabilizing the situation, invite Yelu Yanxi to come to Bianliang or Qinlong. If he doesn't come, we will have reason to protect Yelu Yanxi. If he comes, we will kill him with one blow.
After defeating him, we put it on Yelu Yanxi's head, and then both factions were finished, and we occupied Yunnei openly and logically."
At this time, the news that Yao Pingzhong congratulated Yelu Yanxi for preparing to launch a general offensive in Yunnei had not yet come. Song Jiang's idea coincided with theirs. Yang Lin nodded frequently and said: "This is not an idea. Yelu Dashi is a human being."
Jie, give him enough time and he will be a strong enemy. At least as for Yun Nei, he cannot let go. We can't kill an Agu and raise a Yelv stone."
Yang Lin became more and more afraid of Yelu Dashi. In the past, he thought he was just a Khitan talent.
Ever since Yelu Dashi decisively gave up Liaoxi last time and retreated to Yunnei to negotiate peace with the Jurchens, Yang Lin knew that he was a capable hero.
As long as such people don't die, no matter how bad the conditions are, they still have a chance to counterattack and make a comeback. After hundreds of years of development, the Khitan has a sufficient population and territory, unlike the Jurchens. Once the second revival is achieved, it will be even stronger
, more difficult to deal with.
Looking at the long term, the Khitan cannot resurrect, because when he was weak, the Song Dynasty took back Youyan, and even thought about taking back Yunnei. Once they became strong again, even after the Yelu Dashi laid the foundation, the
His descendants will not be able to finish it. The Khitan will definitely be deeply ashamed by then, just like the Han people who want to take back Youyan and are ready to go south at any time.
Song Jiang and Yang Lin looked at each other. It was obvious that they knew each other's thoughts. Yang Lin smiled and said: "Don't leave today, Qingqing. You go and ask the kitchen to prepare some light and refreshing side dishes. I'll stay here to have a drink with Gongming."
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"Is this the Hongmen Banquet that Dalang and Taiwei Song discussed?" Qin Qingqing said with a smile as she put away the tea tray.
Yang Lin glared at her and scolded her with a smile: "You are the only one who knows how to move your little hooves. Hurry up, not to mention you are really hungry."
Qin Qingqing flirted with him, teased him for a while, then turned around and left. As soon as she arrived in the outer courtyard, she saw a figure under the grape trellis, with an oval-pink face, delicate charm, and a delicate and sweet expression. No lady like us could have such a temperament.
Tiptoeing, he quietly touched over and saw Xu Saiyue, holding a fan in his hands in a daze.
Qin Qingqing took advantage of her unpreparedness and snatched it away, saying, "When I suddenly looked back, that person was in the dimly lit place."
Xu Saiyue's face turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly reached out to grab it: "Give it back to me."
"What an exquisite fan, who gave it to you, and such touching words? Couldn't it be Dalang who gave it to you?"
Xu Saiyue blushed, took the fan into her hand like a treasure, lowered her eyes and nodded.
Qin Qingqing felt sour and envious. Xu Saiyue said softly: "You haven't seen Liu Tiju from the Imperial City Division come to ask for help. He used the same poems. His fan handle is beautiful. This is the one in our house."
My own fan and jade bamboo handle."
"Okay, okay, don't show off, go and clean up quickly, Da Lang wants to keep Lieutenant Song to drink."
At the same time, Liu Mansion.
Little Concubine Liu was holding a more exquisite fan. There seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes, and her small mouth, which looked like a cherry, could not be closed.
In the past month and a half, almost every few days, Yang Lin asked his brother to send a gift, and every time it was delivered to his heart.
I only told the maids around me and my brothers and sisters in the house, how could these people spread the word? They must have a tacit understanding.
When she thought of this, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared on Little Concubine Liu's delicate cheeks.
I leaned lazily on the swing, staring blankly at the butterflies dancing in the flowers. I was silent for a long time, and I couldn't help but sigh softly.
"If you are so bold, why don't you come here by yourself? But you are so honest this time. Doesn't this bad guy always break the rules when doing things?"
Spring is late in the lonely empty courtyard, the pear blossoms are all over the ground and the door is closed