As the wife of the Ming matchmaker, Zheng Yunyao had a status second only to Yang Lin in the house. She lived in the middle of the inner courtyard, closest to Yang Lin's bedroom.
Although the yard is not big, it is exquisite and elegant. The four walls of the boudoir are all made of wood, exuding a fresh fragrance.
The furniture inside is elegant and sophisticated. The dressing table, spring stool, small table, incense burner, standing mirror, tent, couch, gauze quilt, embroidered pillow, glazed lamp and other supplies are all available. There is also a soft mat spread on the floor.
The velvet blanket from the Western Regions is so uncomfortable to step on with bare feet.
The doors and windows in the Xiang Pavilion were open, and Zheng Yunyao was wearing a thin scarlet shirt. Under the unclosed skirt, a large area of snow-white fragrant skin was exposed.
After the little beauty passed the age of pain and tasted the taste of bone erosion, she became more and more fond of being with Yang Linnu.
Yang Lin squinted his eyes while carelessly stroking his pink cheeks. The cheek muscles were like snow and as tender as gelatin. Although it was a hot weather, they were cool and sweat-free, and as smooth as jade.
Zheng Yunyao felt very comfortable being caressed by him, and her eyes became soft and charming. The sounds she occasionally made from her nose were sweet and sweet, with a flavor that went deep into her bones.
It's a pity that Yang Lin's mind is not here. With the beauty in his arms, he is thinking about other things.
An empire lasts for hundreds of years, and its civilization and order have formed a system of their own. No matter what changes are made, the old must be destroyed while the new is built. Therefore, even if you stand at the top of the power structure, you need to be cautious.
The farther Yang Lin walked, the deeper he realized this point. If he was accidentally counterattacked, he would be killed and his family would be destroyed.
Wang Mang's power at that time was not small, and he had cultivated a great reputation. If he was defeated in one battle, it would not mean that everything was lost, let anyone comment.
Therefore, as soon as something emerges, it must be dealt with immediately and killed without hesitation. Otherwise, all your efforts to promote the progress of this civilization and nation will stop at any time, and the reverse will happen again.
In Bianliang City, Yang Lin was still making final arrangements. The New Deal was on trial for one year, but there was no huge rebound. This was because Yin Muhong killed many people in Jiangnan and suppressed them forcefully.
As for Hebei and Hedong in the north, they are the beneficiaries of this new deal, so naturally their voices of opposition are even smaller.
The most important thing among them is Bianliang, the capital of Gyeonggi Province is the heart of the Song Dynasty.
Of the new troops in the Beijing camp, 30,000 were transferred out by him, and 20,000 were left.
After Hu Yantong left, Hua Rong also followed him on the expedition. The intimidating effect of the two battalions in the city, one south and one north, was greatly weakened, and Song Jiang's role became particularly prominent.
"Prepare a table of wine and food, and invite Liu Qingshui, Yang Jian and Song Jiang to come. Yang Jian is old, so let Yang San pick him up." Yang Lin said casually, and the little maid next to him gathered her clothes and went out to the front yard to deliver instructions.
When Zheng Yunyao heard this, she was very dissatisfied. She rolled her eyes at him, twisted her waist in anger, and said coquettishly: "I'm leaving tomorrow, and I still have to hang out with these stinky guys, without caring about the family at all. My sister is right, you people
, they have a heart of stone in their belly.”
Yang Lin smiled in his heart, stood up, slapped her protruding buttocks, and said: "You and I won't be here right away. I can't bear to ignore you before I go out to fight."
Zheng Yunyao felt happy, turned her head, eyes full of spring water, bit her lip and said, "Who cares?"
"The bold witch must be the Jurchen spy. Hold me down and let me watch this handsome guy pick this guy."
Several maids came forward with charming smiles and held down Zheng Yunyao's hands and feet.
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In the flower hall, Song Jiang, Liu Qingshui and Yang Jian sat down respectively. The three of them chatted animatedly, but the master did not come out yet.
Suddenly there was a sound outside, and three maids followed Yang Lin to the table.
"Hahaha, I was dealing with some backlogged government affairs just now, and I couldn't get away for a while, so I kept my brothers waiting for a long time." Yang Lin said with a smile.
Liu Qingshui glared at him angrily: "I don't know how busy Dalang is during the day. We all know it well, and it is quite fun to drink and enjoy ourselves."
Yang Lin felt guilty for a while, and after sitting down, he thought to himself: Qing Shui has been looking at me so weirdly lately, and his words are so sinister. If not, I have to take the time to chat with him. Although this guy is so handsome,
But we are straight men.
Yang Jian smiled and said: "Brother, you will go on an expedition tomorrow. Has His Majesty already informed you?"
"You always have to say something." Yang Lin pointed to the table, and the maids holding wine bottles began to pour wine.
"After I leave, some people in Bianliang and even Kaifeng Prefecture and Gyeonggi Province will inevitably have their own evil thoughts. Brother, your police department should be busy and help me keep an eye on these disgusting things."
Yang Jian smiled very kindly, and his white face had a bit of luster, like a monster that got younger and younger as he lived. "You can rest assured about this. We dare not say anything else. In Gyeonggi Province, these cats and dogs cannot jump around.
"
Liu Qingshui also added: "That's right, don't worry about Bianliang."
Yang Lin glanced at this frivolous little brother and said: "You are in charge of the ban, and you must be more careful. Anyone who wants to see an official must be guarded."
We are not afraid of someone making trouble, but we are afraid of someone making a fuss about the emperor.
Liu Qingshui nodded and said: "I understand. If I have something to do, I will go to Senior Official Yang and Privy Song to discuss it."
Song Jiang said with a smile: "With the three of us here, Shaozai can rest assured about Bianliang's affairs."
Without a few words of explanation, there would be no way to rest assured. Yang Lin lowered his voice again and said: "When necessary, you can kill first and then play, so as to avoid a long night and many dreams."
As soon as these words came out, the three people present were a little nervous. They killed first and then played...
Dalang acted with some decisiveness, something he had seen before.
When he is away, these decisions may need to be made by himself. The court seems to be calm, but if there is a chaos, there is no telling how many people will die.
The three of them murmured for a while, sorting out what they might encounter in advance, and saw that it was already late at night.
Liu Qingshui looked a little anxious and said: "It's getting late at night. I guess Dalang still has many people to meet and some things to say, so let's go first."
Yang Jian smiled and said: "Qing Shui is still thoughtful, Gongming, let's go?"
Yang Lin sent them outside the door, but Liu Qingshui refused to leave. Yang Lin asked suspiciously: "Qingshui?"
"Dalang, do you have somewhere else to go?"
Yang Lin's heart moved, he raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Is there... something happened in the ban?"
Liu Qingshui is in charge of the imperial city, and if something happens, it will inevitably involve the royal family. What Yang Lin fears most is that someone will make trouble with the royal family.
Liu Qingshui curled her lips, stamped her feet, and said, "Why don't you go and see my sister? Dalang, I'm telling you, I'm just such a sister. If you dare to be... irresponsible, I will sever all ties with you."
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Yang Lin was stunned on the spot, and just about to spread his hands, he suddenly felt blessed.