Chapter 60: On behalf of the sky patrol hunter Yang Qin
Just after noon, Yang Lin came to Cai Jing excitedly. Today was the day for him to go on patrol, so of course he wanted to say goodbye to his apparent supporter.
"Brother Yang, congratulations on your promotion." Before they arrived at the second hall, they met Yang Jian and Lan Congxi. Yang Jian, who looked like a Maitreya Buddha, spoke from afar to congratulate them.
"What kind of promotion is this? It's just one more errand. If I hadn't run for the emperor without hesitation, I wouldn't have been willing to brave the scorching heat and make this far trip." Yang Lin said with a smile.
Yang Jian curled his lips and said: "Brother Yang's ability to say what he says is getting better and better. He has to go out on patrol on behalf of the day. I feel aggrieved by his tone. If it doesn't work, our family will suffer a little loss and go to the palace."
How about asking your Majesty to endure the scorching heat for you?"
Lan Congxi smiled and said: "If my father-in-law is also afraid of the heat, I would be happy to do it for you."
"Haha, brothers, please stop making fun of me. Where is Eun Sang?"
Lan Congxi looked up at the sky and said, "Most of the master is taking a nap at the moment. We can wait for a while before going."
Yang Lin frowned and thought, he hadn't posted for a long time today. If he had waited for Cai Jing to wake up naturally, he would have delayed the departure time. Rolling his eyes, Yang Lin shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Lan and I will wait a moment."
It's okay to wait. Who is Brother Yang? How can I wait here for a long time? Enxiang, Enxiang, wake up quickly, Eunuch Yang is here."
After saying that, he rushed to the courtyard where Cai Jing was resting. In this courtyard, the servants of the Cai family in green clothes and small hats, and the maids of the Cai family in flowery skirts, were all standing quietly everywhere without even daring to breathe. Even when they were walking normally, they were standing still.
They all stood on tiptoe for fear of making any noise. This voice frightened the maids of the Cai Mansion, and Cai Jing was also quarreled.
After a while, the maids came in with spit bottles, incense burners, facial cleansing water, beard combs and other things to wait on them. After a while, Cai Jing came out in high spirits.
"Wenyuan, how unbecoming are you to disturb the elderly's purity by staying up at noon?"
Yang Lin chuckled: "If the student himself holds his breath and waits for Enxiang to wake up, isn't it because Eunuch Yang is here?"
Yang Jian smiled and said: "You are such a tired boy, you know how to throw dirty water on your brother. Prime Minister Cai has worked hard for the country, and our family is willing to wait even one day."
Cai Jing said to the maid beside him: "Wen Yuan is right. Whenever Eunuch Yang comes here from now on, remember to wake me up."
The maid nodded in agreement, and Yang Jian hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, absolutely not."
"Okay, don't be polite, everyone. I'm here to say goodbye." Yang Lin interrupted: "I plan to go to Shandong first to open a shipping company in Mizhou City, and then go south from there and arrange it one by one.
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Cai Jing nodded and said angrily: "You might as well go out to Bianliang to avoid the limelight. Now the memorials to impeach you are like snowflakes every day, and the official case is about to collapse. The imperial students are in the public eye every day.
The rumors have directly branded you as a polite scum, but the truth is that I just want to advise you to restrain yourself, because you know how easy it is to be strong."
Yang Lin's eyes widened and he said: "We, the ministers, will live on the emperor's salary. As long as the country is prosperous and the people are happy, we don't care if the infamy comes after his mother's death."
Cai Jing stood up directly and pushed Yang Lin, who was making an impassioned speech, out the door. After the ebony wooden door was closed, Cai Jing's voice came: "Go back and clean up quickly. You are here for inspection. Leave early and come back late. Remember to take care of your safety."
Yang Lin didn't take it seriously and said loudly outside: "Enxiang, brother, Minister Lan, Yang Lin is leaving."
Outside the Cai Mansion, the Yang family's motorcade has been prepared for a long time. This is the first time for the Long Live Battalion to go out on patrol, which is a great honor.
The Salt King Yang Tong, who had successfully cleared his name with the help of his son, brought all the newly trained elites under his command, while he and his two brothers continued to return to Lianghuai to recruit troops.
These days, the world is at peace and the Zhao family is extremely stable. Who wouldn't want to transform from a bandit to a soldier and eat a meal from the official family?
The Long Live Battalion currently has few major generals. In addition to Yang Lin's promotion, two elites selected from the special service team have served as two lieutenants.
The spirit of these people has changed drastically from when they first came to Bianliang. They had a lot of momentum when they went there to fight. When they saw Yang Lin coming out, they all became energetic.
Putting away the playful smile in the Cai Mansion, Yang Lin rolled his eyelids, his face became as sinking as water, got on the carriage and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"
Hunting on behalf of the sky, such a big scene, should have been a farewell ceremony for hundreds of officials.
However, Yang Lin's reputation was not good, and most of the officials in Bianliang who had no quarrel with him were from Cai Jing's lineage, so they did not come to avoid suspicion.
As for other factions, especially those attached to Liang Shicheng, they did not dare to come, and even had to hide far away. Traitors are always the most hated characters among all factions in the officialdom. Li Shangyin was amazingly talented, just because he was in Niu
In the dispute between the Party and the Li Party, his position was unclear and his identity was ambiguous. As a result, no matter whether the Niu Party came to power or the Li Party came to power, his talent was always underappreciated and he was not reused.
The Song Dynasty had been fighting for so many years, and the old and new parties were incompatible with each other, and it was even more common for them to harm their colleagues.
The streets of Bianliang were still bustling and bustling, filled with vehicles. Yang Lin asked people to hoist the Imperial Envoy flag to clear the way. Sure enough, all the carts, horse-drawn carriages, ox carts and donkey carts along the road were avoided.
At the gate of the city, Wang Chaoli, dressed in official uniform, stood on the side of the bluestone street. Seeing the imperial envoy's ceremonial guard from a distance, he straightened his clothes, stepped forward and bowed: "The official Wang Chaoli has come to see off his promotion."
Yang Lin got off the carriage, called him aside, and told him: "You should keep an eye on me during the court, but if there is any trouble, send someone to the Long Live Camp in the east of Bianliang City in time, and someone will contact me."
"Don't worry when you are promoted. You will definitely fulfill your mission when you are demoted."
Yang Lin chuckled lightly and said: "Okay, let's go back. I have Cai Xiang to take care of me. I don't think anyone can touch me."
Chao Li, the only one who came to see him off, was quickly lost in the crowd in Bianliang.
After leaving the city gate, the majestic Kaifeng Mansion is behind you, and the towering city walls gradually fade into the background.
Yang Lin opened the curtain and looked outside. No matter from any angle, this was a place of wealth and prosperity. If there really was a fairyland in this world, it must be Bianliang. There were forty-five men registered in Bianliang at that time.
Ten thousand people, it is estimated that there are 1.2 million to 1.5 million people living in the prosperous Bianliang, Tokyo.
At that time, Constantinople was the urban center of the Byzantine Empire. As an important port guarding the Eurasian continent, the total population at that time was 200,000; Angkor was the capital of the Khmer Empire and the central city of Southeast Asia.
It had a population of 200,000; Baghdad, which the West regarded as the center of global knowledge at that time and the place where knowledge was created, had a population of 130,000.
How could a great city be ravaged by Hu Feng?
"There are hundreds of thousands of people in Bianliang, but who knows the real Yang Lin?"