Chapter 535: Going to the north to control the group
It's cool in late summer and autumn, and a cold rain has fallen leaves one after another.
In the forbidden hall, several servants were sweeping the fallen leaves, and Bai Shizhong strode into the courtyard.
Bai Shizhong is in his early forties, with a stalwart figure, a face like a crown jewel, slender eyebrows and bright eyes, handsome and upright. He is the most mature and charming age for men. Now he ranks among the top officials, and he is the chief prime minister.
The spirit is flying and the bearing is extraordinary.
The little chamberlain who was sweeping the floor quickly stepped aside. Bai Shizhong asked, "Are all the ministers here?"
The young chamberlain lowered his voice and said: "Prime Minister Bai, the young master has been here for half an hour."
When Bai Shizhong heard this, he stopped showing off and hurriedly entered the hall with his official robe. Except for Yang Lin, the other ministers had almost arrived, and they all gathered together not knowing what to discuss.
Yang Lin didn't wear much, but he was feeling hot all over. The windows on all sides were open.
Looking up, he saw that Bai Shizhong had arrived. Yang Lin hurriedly waved: "Lao Bai, you're here just in time. Come and see. This is the new war news that arrived last night. After Hongzhou Yongning Village was occupied by Wanyan Lou's room,
After retreating from Zongze, Han Shizhong's army was blocked to the east of Hongzhou and unable to approach Datong."
Bai Shizhong glanced at the sand table and sighed: "If things go on like this, Yao Pingzhong's men and horses will not see reinforcements in Datong City and will run out of food and grass, which will cause trouble."
Not only that, in this way, the Jurchens' supplies will be continuously transported into Datong.
Just as he was talking, Wang Chaoli and Xu Zhichang walked in while chatting and laughing. When they saw that Yang Lin, who usually arrived late and left early, had already arrived, his heart skipped a beat.
Sure enough, Yang Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a lukewarm tone: "The two ministers came very early, and they are in high spirits."
Xu Zhichang quickly cupped his fists and said: "Young Master"
"You bastard! With such a big thing on your head now, I'm so angry that I can't even eat because of my toothache. Prime Minister Bai came here a long time ago. You two have always been so undisciplined."
Wang Chaoli hurriedly clasped his fists: "Young Master, please calm down. I know I was wrong."
Yang Lin snorted coldly and said, "Come here quickly and let's take a look together."
All the officials secretly reminded themselves that these days are different from the past and they must cheer up.
Today is different from the past. If you don't correct your previous lax style, it will be easier to lose your official position than to lose your face these days.
The two of them thought they were Shao Zai's confidants, and they had been a bit angry recently, so Yang Lin took the opportunity to attack them.
After sitting down angrily, Yang Lin took the information and said: "There is a letter from Zongze, the general manager of the North Road, saying frankly that all the major corps are gathered in Yunnei, but they lack a central commander to unify the command.
If they are allowed to fight independently, it will be difficult to achieve unified military orders, and each other will have their own ideas."
Everyone nodded, and this was absolutely true. With Wanyan Agu fighting with them, the Jurchen Tatars definitely had no worries about this. In a war of this scale, which corps would not want to gain more military exploits and let their teammates do the hard work.
Without a commander, the consequences would be disastrous. After all, everyone is the leader of their own corps. No one will think about his subordinates first, and no one can suppress the other.
Han Shizhong and Zongze, who were both in Youyan, often had disagreements. Zongze did not inform Han Shizhong before leaving the country.
The rank of military generals in the Northern Song Dynasty was completely useless. Every battle was led by civilian officials. Only after Tong Guan appeared did this situation change. This also created a situation where no military general had enough prestige.
Yang Lin looked around and asked, "Who do you think can be in command?"
One after another, they all looked at him. Yang Lin's scalp went numb: "Look at what I am doing, I don't know how to fight."
He was a complete amateur when it came to arranging troops, and Yang Lin had no intention of going there in person. This kind of battle could easily determine the fate of the country, so how could he use it as a training ground.
Gao Bing sighed and said: "If the young master doesn't go, who can suppress these warriors?"
Yang Lin could not refute. What he said was straight to the point. It would be of no use if someone else left. This kind of coach needs to have enough prestige. These soldiers and horses come from all over the country, and the leaders are all generals, and they can easily have a hundred thousand men. Centaur.
They only have one thing in common, that is, they are all promoted or protected by Yang Lin.
Yang Lin curled his lips, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. Then he found two brothers in trouble, Wang Chaoli and Xu Zhichang, and scolded them to relieve his nervousness.
"As soon as I report to Your Majesty, I will go out to take command. Lords in court must also be diligent and don't let the front line be short of supplies."
Everyone said yes, but they said in their hearts, with you in command, who dares to deduct military food and supplies?
When he walked out of the Mingtang, Song Jiang chased him out and said: "Young Master, why don't you keep Hua Rong by your side? Although this guy is reckless, he is willing to sacrifice his life and save my life several times."
Yang Lin shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not going to be a pioneer. With the protection of the Long Live Battalion, it's no big deal."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that he was a little bit offended, so he quickly changed his words: "But it's okay to take him with you."
Song Jiang was overjoyed and said: "Young Zai should go here sooner rather than later. We will definitely guard Bianliang for Young Zai."
The two people's eyes met, and they both saw what the other meant, turned their heads in perfect agreement, and walked out side by side.
Yang Lin said softly: "Yin Muhong will send intelligence from various places. I attach great importance to the academy students' trip this time. If the province does not do well, its political ability will be questionable. You have to keep a close eye on me."
Song Jiang nodded. In the thirteen provinces, none of the governors and governors are efficient. This time, we must abolish a few of them. Otherwise, if we suddenly give such great power, someone will inevitably try to make trouble.
In Zhaodefang, the news spread that Yang Lin was going to travel far away again, and everyone started to get busy.
The Long Live Battalion was also mobilized by Lu Wang and prepared for the expedition, selecting the most capable personal guards.
Yang Lin looked at Lu Qian in front of him and said with a smile: "Don't go this time, stay at home."
Lu Qian cupped his fists and nodded. He knew what Shaozai meant. Although Bianliang was firmly in his hands, he couldn't be careless.
If Yang Tong had not come back in time last time, and if Japan had immediately rebelled, it is very likely that Liang Shicheng, an old dog, would have taken over his nest.
The government and the opposition seemed to be calm, but that was because he ordered Yin Muhong and others to kill too many people and suppressed the opposition.
I don't know how many people are secretly gnashing their teeth at themselves because the New Deal and the palace coup have touched the interests of too many people.
The thieves who were killed by Gao Bian outside Kaifeng are the best proof that some people are determined to be thieves.
If he wins this time, it's okay to say that once he loses, it may be time for them to fight back.
After the New Deal, there will be no local chaos, nor will it become a major chaos.
The greatest danger is still buried in Bianliang. This Tokyo, burning with flames and blooming with flowers, is the whirlpool and center of power in the Song Dynasty.