Chapter five hundred and sixty-eight people's hearts are in Yang, civil and military are waiting to
Looking at several northwest generals, some vivid names suddenly appeared in Yang Lin's mind, such as Dong Zhuo, An Lushan...
Shaking his head, Yang Lin thought to himself, there are still differences between them and me.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin sat down on the chair and said with a strong voice: "From now on, you and others will be stationed at the Bianliang East Camp. You only need to practice culture and education every day. You will be on call at any time in your spare time."
Several generals looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes. They all clenched their fists in their chests and expressed their loyalty to Yang Lin.
Yang Lin was sitting in his seat and didn't hear a word. There was no doubt about these people's loyalty to him.
Because their interests are in their own hands, a single sentence can determine the rise or fall of their ethnic group.
These people are more loyal than their true confidants. To protect Yang Lin is to protect themselves.
Looking at these real bastard generals, Yang Lin shook his head in his heart. The word "rebellion" sounded earth-shattering, but when he actually started to do it, he found that it was a matter of course.
The so-called winning of people's hearts in the Song Dynasty was nothing more than winning the hearts of a group of scholar-bureaucrats with vested interests, or loyalty mixed with deep selfishness, which was of no use.
In front of the Jinliang Bridge, Yin Muhong alone broke the backbone of the so-called scholar-bureaucrats in Bianliang. No wonder later the Jin people went south, and not even a single one of the Gonggun princes in the Manchu Dynasty died for his country.
As for the 600,000 Imperial Guardsmen whom the Song Dynasty relied on as its arms, they even had silver-like pewter spearheads, bearing the name of a strong army, which could be broken with just one poke.
In later generations, the Jin people surrounded Kaifeng Mansion, and the performance of these guards was nothing short of clumsy.
The next few hundred years were the period when the alien races in the north exploded. The Jurchens ravaged East Asia, the Mongols slaughtered all over Asia and Europe, and then came Timur's whip of God. These were nomadic, fishing and hunting peoples, and they fought with cold weapons.
The end of the era, the last carnival.
Whether it is Zhao Si in the deep palace or Zhao Ji on the jade tower, they do not look like people who can lead the Central Plains Dynasty to continue to stand proudly on top of the world.
Putting aside these feelings of family and country, if you have the ability to be the emperor, why should you act coyly, let future generations suffer, and let your confidants be purged?
If you don't take what God has given you, you will be blamed for it. Who can easily refuse this flowery country, the six palaces of pink, and the title of the Son of Heaven, commanding all the people?
After sending off these Hu generals, Wang Chaoli came to visit alone. Yang Lin had just returned to his study to sit down and rest for a while, and asked angrily: "What are you doing here?"
Chao Li said with a guilty conscience: "Young Prime Minister, I'm here to report some matters concerning the officials."
"Fart, you are just here to inquire about the news and test my tone." Yang Lin lay down on the couch and sighed: "You are my confidant. If I want to hide anything from you, just ask boldly.
In a few days, I will also call you here. Since you have come on your own, I will tell you the truth that I am planning to enter King Yan, so you should prepare yourself."
Wang Chaoli's heart was beating wildly and he couldn't contain his excitement. He stepped forward and asked, "What about after entering King Yan?"
He had followed Yang Lin for the longest time. He had just entered the capital to take the imperial examination, and then when he was appointed as the eunuch, he hung out with Yang Lin.
Back then, Yang Tiju had only one confidant under his command. When Dai Tian went out on patrol, only Wang Chaoligu was the only one on the outskirts of Bianliang to see him off.
He knew Yang Lin's temper best. The more he cursed you, the less he treated you as an outsider. So he had the courage to ask this heart-breaking question.
There is no way, we must know Yang Shaozai's thoughts in time, otherwise this matter of persuading people to join, Conglong's work, will be inferior.
Yang Lin glanced at him with a smile and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet."
Wang Chaoli's eyes widened and he stepped forward and said: "Young Master, I dare you to say something, when you reach this point, it is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."
"You know what's going on, so you can do whatever you want." Yang Lin said calmly.
Wang Chaoli's whole body was suddenly filled with energy, and he felt that all his limbs were filled with strength. After bowing, he respectfully withdrew.
As soon as he left the study, he clenched his fists, muttered something unknown, put his hands behind his back and looked up to the sky and walked out.
When he arrived at the house, Mrs. Wang saw his appearance, took off his official uniform, and asked in confusion: "My lord, didn't you say you were going to visit Young Master Yang? Why are you so happy?"
The woman whom the dynasty established had come through hard times with him, and she was most loved by him.
Coupled with the fact that Mrs. Wang is really handsome in her youth and at a mature age, the couple has a close relationship.
Wang Chaoli touched his wife's hand and said with a smile: "Madam, the time has come for our Wang family to flourish."
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Although the Maitreya cult bandits in Jiangnan were defeated in the first battle.
However, they were not uprooted, but were broken up into small groups of bandits. These bandits gradually gathered and formed several teams of seven to eight hundred people, or three to four hundred people, and began to roam around in the hinterland of Jiangnan. For a while, they were still
People in the southern area were still panicked despite not being attacked. The newly arrived Yu Wenxuzhong, as soon as he took office, summoned regiment training envoys and defense envoys from several states in the south of the Yangtze River.
In the Governor's Mansion, the lights were brightly lit, and Yu Wenxu showed no stage fright and immediately divided the war zones and their respective tasks.
All the generals were in high spirits. The newly appointed governor immediately designated several key areas infested with thieves in Jiangnan Province, and the responsibilities were assigned to each battalion of soldiers.
In the past, it didn't matter if you couldn't capture the thieves. As long as you protected the local peace, you would have completed your defense duty, but that's no longer possible.
Yu Wenxu's eyes were stern and he said: "There are a mountain of military orders, but if they are not fulfilled, they have to be dealt with by military law. These thieves have no fighting power. All you have to do is to pursue them and not let them go. Before winter, it is necessary to
Return the rivers and seas in the south of the Yangtze River to be clear. I will set up a beheading platform in Hangzhou City. If the thieves cannot be killed, I will kill the generals who are disadvantaged in the battle."
The generals' hearts trembled, and they all clasped their fists to accept their orders, and retreated hurriedly, preparing to start the second battle to suppress the bandits.
At this time, dozens of wind lanterns floated up in Kuaiji Mountain in Yuezhou, illuminating the forest as bright as day. This is a lighting tool invented by Yang Tianci. It is most suitable for chasing and killing enemies at night. If it is released into the sky, the opponent will have no way to escape.
shape.
Nearly a hundred Banzai Battalion intelligence officers were holding repeating crossbows, all of them had solemn expressions on their faces, and their crossbows were all cocked.
A tall and tall young man with a somewhat scary face walking at the front was none other than the grown-up Yang Tianning, one of the four beast boys.
"Boss, this is the cave." A slightly thin spy shouted loudly.
Yang Tianning took a look and found that there was no movement when he touched this place, which showed that there was not even a hidden whistle here. He curled his lips and cursed: "The thieves are cunning, we are late, let's go in and take a look."
Entering the cave, the smell of blood hit his face. Yang Tianning frowned and walked slowly inside holding the handle of the knife in his hand.
"Boss, come and see here."
Yang Tianning walked over and saw several corpses lying on the ground, all of them women and children.
Several children were skinned and lay bloody on the ground. Opposite them was a male corpse with a ferocious face. It seemed that the thief threatened the man with children and peeled off his flesh and bones in front of him.
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When these thieves left, they left no one alive. There were several corpses in this torture chamber. They had not yet begun to rot, so they must have died not long ago.
The scene in front of him was like the eighteenth level of hell. Yang Tianning clenched his fists and stared at the skinned child.