Little Concubine Liu was lying in the pavilion with sleepy eyes. When she opened her eyes, it was the same person in her dream.
The sun shines through the branches and leaves, and Xiao Liu's whole body is bathed in a hazy halo. The neon dress wrapped in gauze hangs lightly on his body, and the close-fitting Bijia jacket underneath is faintly revealed. His exposed skin is white and blurred, and his pretty face is
There was a blush running down his face.
The faint ringing of bells in the distance made the scene in front of me even more dreamlike and unreal.
"Is it possible that I'm still in a dream, but I feel a bit chilly."
This self-questioning and self-answering voice is charming, naive, and soft, as if lost, and even a guy like Yang Lin would be fascinated by it.
She stretched out her bright wrist, gently touched the corner of Yang Lin's clothes, and sat up suddenly.
"Is it true? I woke up?"
At this point, Yang Lin still didn't understand the beauty's thoughts, so he quietly threw the red silk into the middle of the lake from behind, and said softly: "Are you awake?"
Little Concubine Liu's face was twisted, her happiness flashed away, she turned her head and said angrily: "If you don't come to me, why are you so diligent in delivering things?"
Yang Lin said: "I'm afraid of being seen..." Seeing Concubine Liu's expression darken, she quickly added: "That would be bad for your reputation."
Little Concubine Liu had already believed half of it, and she was happy in her heart. She was still a little bit annoyed and said, "Are you afraid that your reputation will be bad?"
Yang Lin laughed and said, "Me? Do I still have a good reputation?"
This bad guy stood up and said this, but with his hands behind his back, he looked like a real celebrity. Concubine Liu felt very strange in her heart. She turned her beautiful eyes and said half-ashamedly, "Thank you for having the nerve to say it.
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But she was thinking silently in her heart, Sister Miaozhen was worthy of growing up in the incense of Chongsheng Temple in Dali. She really has some Buddha nature. How could she tell that I met this person today.
Could it be God's will...
Yang Lin struck while the iron was hot and directly changed his words and said: "Yao'er, how about we go for a walk by the lake?"
This sound was very crisp, and it would be difficult to shout it out so naturally without such a shameless face. Little Concubine Liu's body trembled, and her little hand was held in a daze. She wanted to avoid it as if she was getting an electric shock, but she didn't want to let it go.
During this moment of hesitation, Yang Lin already knew that it would not be difficult for Chiyangzi to eat sheep today.
The little hand wanted to pull away, but was held tightly by Yang Lin. Little Concubine Liu felt relieved and was very happy. With him holding her hand, she smiled sweetly and said: "You haven't said anything yet, why are you here?"
Yang Lin responded absentmindedly, "I happened to be passing by, but I somehow got lost in my thoughts."
While he was talking, his eyes were looking around. There was a flat lawn by the lake with beautiful scenery.
But now that it is autumn, there are inevitably mosquitoes, so it is not suitable.
When I stretched out my fingers, the wind was a bit cool and it was easy to get chilly. Looking at the south corner on one side, I saw a corner of the wall exposed under the vines, but it was a small wooden house.
Thinking of Duan Miaozhen's elaborate design, Yang Lin knew what was going on and smiled: "Come on, there are a lot of goldfish in this lake. Let's go over and see the goldfish."
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Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
When the clouds stopped and the rain stopped, Yang Lin didn't let her adjust her clothes. He held her in his arms domineeringly, holding Chu's waist with love in his hands.
Yang Lin felt a little sweat on his forehead. This cabin did not disappoint him. It was fully equipped with tents, couches, quilts, embroidered pillows, and even a small incense burner.
Miaozhen is really a beautiful woman with deep affection. Yang Lin holds one in his arms, but thinks of the other in his heart.
He was a little guilty at first, but then he thought about it, when I was holding baby Miaozhen, I often thought about Xiao Liuliu. Wouldn't this make things clear?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt much better, and even felt that it was reasonable.
Little Concubine Liu was also dizzy, her temples were wet with sweat, and her black hair was pressed against her ears. She leaned against Yang Lin, cheek to cheek, and said softly: "We are just here in this cabin. It would be great if we didn't go anywhere."
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What a fart, Yang Lin thought to himself, I still want to be crowned king and emperor.
"Now is the period when my career is on the rise," Yang Lin said.
Little Concubine Liu's eyes seemed drunk, she wrinkled her pink nose and said angrily to him: "You bad boy, people have already noticed that you are a pervert. When they first met, you just stared at them.
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"It's called love at first sight."
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Zhaodefang, outer courtyard.
Before finally dispatching troops, Yang Lin once again summoned several confidants to discuss the march route.
The guards set up a table and received several generals from the court under the tree where they usually practiced boxing with Taoist boys.
Yang Shaozai was in an unusually good mood today, and everyone around him was frightened when he saw who he was smiling at.
When this guy smiles at you for nothing, it's usually not a good sign.
Yang Lin didn't realize it, thinking that everyone was very impressed by his kindness, and everyone became smarter.
The first one to arrive was indeed Gao Handle. He was wearing a Confucian shirt and looked decent.
"I've seen Shao Zai." Gao Bing smiled.
"Yameni, please take a seat quickly." Yang Lin stood up and said in person.
I am already a handsome man, but why is this young prime minister always called Yanei? It used to sound very cordial, but now it sounds a little strange. Gao Bing thought to himself, but did not dare to say it, and he did not wait for the guards after it was done.
After pouring the tea, he stood up and refilled it for Yang Lin.
Yang Lin kept talking to him about things other than the Southern Expedition. Both of them were quite self-aware, and they didn't know much about the war.
After a while, Song Jiang hurried over, wiping his sweat and saying: "Young Master, inside the office, Song Jiang is late."
"It's not too late, you're quite early." Yang Lin said with a smile.
Song Jiang asked curiously: "What happy event does Young Master have? Why are you so happy? In the past, he would come a step late and scold you right away..."
Gao Bian pulled him and said, "Sit down quickly."
Fang Qifu and Han Shizhong came together, both of whom had just arrived from the army. After sitting down, Yang Lin began to say: "In this southern expedition, should we unite the troops heading north to annihilate Zhong Xiang first, or divide our forces."
"Young Master, it's better to go directly to Jiaozhi, and Prime Minister Zhong can be sent to the local garrison." Han Shizhong said: "The fastest way to reach Jiaozhi is by sea, via the Nanhai Navy troop transport ship."
On the way here, he had already discussed it with Fang Qifo. As soon as Fang Qifo heard what he said, he nodded in agreement and said nothing.
Yang Lin pondered for a moment and said: "I think it is better to deal with Zhong Xiang's Mingjiao rebels as soon as possible. After all, Jiaozhi is fine because it is on the land of Jiaozhi. But Zhong Xiang will cause trouble in Jingchu and Jiangnan again. You know
, Wang Jingang of the Maitreya Sect has not been caught yet. We started a war in Jiaozhi, and these two got together to stir up trouble, wouldn't Jiangnan be in trouble again."
In Yang Lin's words, he still had a deep distrust of the local soldiers.
Song Jiang was the privy envoy, and he said calmly: "The young chief, Wang Ji, the governor of Jingchu, came to the court and bluntly stated that the troops of Jingchu were enough to suppress the bandits. Yu Wenxuzhong and Yin Muhong of the south of the Yangtze River also wrote letters, saying that the remnants of the Maitreya Cult were no longer in power.
Yang Tianning is chasing Wang Jingang, I believe there will be good news soon."
Everyone still hopes that Yang Lin can quickly pacify Jiaozhi and return to the dynasty victoriously. Moreover, the situation in Jingchu in the south of the Yangtze River is probably clear. Zhang Shuye decided to draw fire from the bottom of the cauldron and kill the wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River first to prevent them from burning up. No.
Without the financial and human support of local snakes, what can a few thieves accomplish?
Yang Lin died for more than a stick of incense. If you want to fight in Jiaozhi, go there in autumn and winter.
We must not let them delay the rainy season next year, otherwise we may get stuck in the quagmire.
It is indeed a good time to go south now. Once we delay in Jingchu for a few months, the rainy season will be approaching in Jiaozhi.
In the end, Yang Lin chose to follow the good deeds, trusting Wang Ji and Yu Wenxuzhong, and said, "Okay then, we have to be fast when fighting Jiaozhi. With one strike of thunder, we can completely wipe out all the Jiaozhi forces that are stubbornly resisting, and we can't let them fight a bad war."
There is a chance. Is there any landing place from the sea to the north of Cochin?"
Fang Qifu nodded and said: "Back to Shaozai, there are many ports in Jiaozhi in the north. We built them all. The soldiers didn't fight much. They just sat back and watched the internal fighting in Jiaozhi. When they were bored, they built several cities.
Many ports were built to collect supplies."
"Then we will send out troops tomorrow, take Jiaozhi directly by sea, and return to the DPRK before the end of the year!"