Chapter 556: The Bottleneck Period of the New Deal
The new army from the Beijing camp came for a north-south training exercise. They turned around from Hedong and headed directly to Jingchu.
With such a long span, they traveled almost half of the Song Dynasty. Fortunately, these people had two war horses.
The officers and men on the official road still walked very neatly, and it was obvious that they had been trained for a long time and were strong.
Song Jiang and Yang Lin looked at the pace of these Bianliang soldiers and nodded repeatedly.
Both of them have led troops on expeditions. They have been marching for a long time and still have such military appearance. They are considered to be strong troops, but they still need to be tested in a hard battle.
Song Jiang clasped his hands behind his back, with a face full of confidence, and said to Yang Lin: "Young Zai doesn't need to run around and work hard this time. Let's see how Song Jiang defeats the thieves."
Yang Lin thought in his heart that Song Jiang had been an official in a small county for a long time and was most familiar with these unruly people. He should have no problem dealing with this cult.
"Gongming, how do you plan to proceed?"
Song Jiang muttered: "First put up a notice and give the thieves ten days to surrender. If there is a delay in taking over, they will be beheaded in the street and the thieves leader will be cut into pieces."
Yang Lin nodded. It was right to be lenient and gentle, but he didn't know how far the situation in Jingchu had deteriorated.
"Yin Muhong has a temper that refuses to admit defeat. If he had his way, he would definitely not write to me for help six times. Gongming, you should be more careful." Yang Lin patted his arm and warned him.
At this time, Hua Rong led two horses over. After seeing the two people, he strode over.
"Shaozai, brother, and brothers are all ready. You asked me to ask when we will set off."
Song Jiang glanced at Yang Lin, who smiled and said, "Let's go, sooner rather than later."
Hua Rong held the horse and waited for Song Jiang to get on the horse before he got on the horse, turned around and clasped fists at Yang Lin together, then turned around and followed the group of people in front.
Seeing the two black men, the older one and the younger one, slowly disappearing into the dust of Bianliang's official road, Yang Lin stretched his hands to the sky, twisted his waist, stretched his arms, and stretched: "Finally... I can rest."
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In Zhaodefang, the study room is still kept clean despite not being here for a long time.
Yang Lin was half lying on the soft couch, closing his eyes slightly and breathing lightly, as if he had fallen asleep.
Duan Miaozhen, with her slender waist, sat on the corner of the lounge chair like a willow branch planted sideways, and gently beat his thighs with a pair of pink and moist little fists.
The warm sunshine of early autumn came in through the half-opened window and shone on Yang Lin's body. The Dali Emperor Ji's back was facing the light, which highlighted her flawless and beautiful curves.
The alluring charm.
Across the screen, Lu Qian, who was reporting the news, finished speaking and quietly waited for Yang Shaozai's instructions. After a long while, he waved his hand gently and said, "I know, let's go down."
Lu Qian smiled bitterly, not sure if he really heard it. He responded respectfully and quietly left the room, closing the door behind him.
Yang Lin actually heard it. It was just that people everywhere were complaining about the lack of money.
The Song Dynasty lived comfortably for less than two years. Unexpectedly, the expenditure on the treasury was too great. There were wars in the southeast and northwest. Excavation of canals and construction of new cities were all huge projects. It was the most difficult time to get through the period when the New Deal had not yet seen its harvest.
a period of time.
It would be nice if the Jurchens didn't rush south. If you give yourself another year, the commercial taxes in various places should be enough to squander.
Just as she was thinking about it, her mouth felt cold, and it turned out that it was Duan Miaozhen who took a grape from the porcelain plate placed on the low table beside the couch, picked it up with two green-white fingers, and quietly handed it to her lips.
Duan Miaozhen's eyes were filled with excitement. Seeing Yang Lin open his eyes, he also smiled sweetly. His soft facial features had the charm of gentle breeze and drizzle.
Especially on her white neck, there is a string of "Lin Lang's mother's heirloom necklace" hanging, which complements the crystal jade chest.
Yang Lin gently stroked Miaozhen's slender, beautiful and well-proportioned thighs. The latter nestled docilely in his arms. The skin under the soft and delicate thin skirt was warm and cool to the touch, and had an indescribable fragrance and softness.
It seems to be thinner and smoother than freshly made tofu, and a pleasant feeling spreads directly from the fingertips to the heart.
Duan Miaozhen squinted her eyes comfortably and nuzzled her gently in his arms, like a docile and satisfied kitten.
"Lin Lang, Concubine Liu, I have asked you several times."
Yang Lin's eyes lit up, and he temporarily put aside all his worries and asked, "What did she say?"
Duan Miaozhen felt sour in her heart, Yang Lin immediately noticed it, held her in his arms, and then said: "It doesn't matter, does my baby Miaozhen miss me?"
"Yes..." Duan Miaozhen murmured softly.
Yang Lin chuckled and was just about to raise his spear and jump on the horse to fight for three hundred rounds.
The study door creaked and was pushed open, but no one reported it.
A plump and plump woman with a slender waist walked over. Yang Lin did not stop the movements of his hands, but speeded up his hands and asked: "My son, why can't you even knock on the door?"
, do you miss your biological father?"
Li Yunniang spat and rolled her eyes at him. Yang Lin pretended to hit him. Li Yunniang quickly fell down and hugged Yang Lin's thigh. She raised her head and said charmingly: "Little daddy, I'm afraid I'm going to disturb you."
Well done, there is a prime minister coming to see you outside."
Yang Lin got dressed, cursed and walked out. Bai Shizhong came to see him at this time. It was probably because his mother was short of money.
In the flower hall, Bai Shizhong was holding a teacup. When he saw Yang Lin coming over, he quickly got up.
"Old Bai, during this nap time, you are not at home to have a good rest. There is no reason to disturb people's dreams." No one was happy when good things were interrupted, Yang Lin curled his lips and complained.
After Yang Lin sat down, Bai Shizhong sat down, sat on the cushioned chair and slightly twirled his beard and said: "Young Master, let alone taking a nap, I didn't sleep well all night last night.
Although many things are still in the planning stage, there are too many things to do. The tea and horse trade with the Kled people needs to be renegotiated, and the horse breeding in the northwest is also on the agenda; receiving envoys from Korea and Japan
, sent people to discuss with them the opening of business; the candidates for the establishment of Nanhai Navy, Fuzhou Shipping Department, Customs, regulations, Yamen settings, shipyard settings..."
"Stop, stop, stop, it's time for me to complain. You can't do these things alone. Don't you have a lot of people?" Yang Lin interrupted his complaint and said: "Old Bai, when you are the prime minister, you must understand the importance of things."
Grasping the big ones and letting go the small ones, taking the important and discarding the weak, and doing everything personally is a wise minister, but it is by no means a capable minister. If our new policy is to be implemented, it is most important not to be criticized by local officials for taking a wrong approach. We must rely on a group of trustworthy people in the DPRK.
officials."
When Yang Lin said this, Bai Shi felt happy in his heart, and he wanted to induce him to say this.
"Young Master is right. I came here today to discuss this matter with you. Qin Hui, Yu Shen, Yu Wenxu and others all have great talents. It is better to be promoted to Mingtang and discuss matters together."
When Yang Lin heard that he was not asking for money, he felt relieved and said generously: "The left and right are your lieutenants. You choose the one who is comfortable with you."
Although Yang Lin said it generously, he had already filtered these people in his heart and found that they were not dangerous people.
For example, the relatives of Cai Jing's subordinates cannot be used indiscriminately, and the children of several wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River must not be given high and powerful positions.
The relationship behind the officials is complicated. These few are relatively innocent and have no foundation. It is easy for them to plot against themselves secretly.
This position was obtained by Gong Bian. He has always relied on strong force. If it were not for the strong local soldiers firmly in his hands, the huge civil servant group might counterattack at any time.