Chapter 62 The Phoenix is ??startled in the forest
The trees are deep, the grass is abundant, and there are few people around.
There wasn't even a wild shop on both sides of the road. After passing Liangshanbo, Yang Lin didn't take a look. He was in a hurry to go to Mizhou to build a shipping company.
Liangshan Lake should be prosperous at this time. The people around it relied on the water to drink water, and many people made a living here by fishing. Soon after, the imperial court ordered that Liangshan Lake be taken into public ownership, and after fishing had to pay taxes, these people were provoked.
Flag of rebellion.
The following people from the Song Jiang tribe have been seen in history: In July of the first year of Jianyan, Shi Bin rebelled and proclaimed himself emperor in Xingzhou, Shaanxi Province. He was called the Party of Song Jiang and was the prototype of Jiuwenlong Shi Jin; Yang Zhi, who was behind the generals
; Guan Sheng, Zhang Heng, and Jie Bao who were killed by the pseudo-Qi Emperor Liu Yu before he paid the gold; Dong Ping, who did not change his thief nature and burned and plundered in Shandong. The others did not appear in the history books, as recorded in "The Legacy of Xuanhe of the Song Dynasty"
There are thirty-six people including Lu Junyi, Wu Yong, etc. on the list.
During the more than three hundred years of the Song Dynasty, there were hundreds of peasant uprisings, large and small, among which the Song Jiang Uprising was only a small one in scale and influence. Thanks to the Water Margin, later generations knew the name of Song Jiang.
Looking at the happy-looking fat little black man next to him, Yang Lin secretly thought that he had brought Song Jiang to his side, but he didn't know if these people would rebel.
Japan has always been eager to trade with the Central Plains dynasty, and opening a shipping company in Michigan has a bright market prospect.
The shipbuilding and navigation technology of the Song Dynasty was unparalleled in the world. Once the Michigan Shipping Company was opened, it would bring in countless money.
The princes in court may not be unaware of this kind of thing, but living in Bianliang, Tokyo, living a fairy-like life above Yunjin, who would want to pounce on this barren land to open up wasteland.
Not to mention anything else, there are countless powerful thieves, poisonous insects and beasts hidden in these ancient roads in Shandong.
Song Jiang's superb equestrian skills are related to his character. Although he was born in a squire's family, he was bold and willing to help others. History books say that Song was a brave man, a brave man, and made friends with many heroes. He was quite popular among the local people.
prestige.
This time Yang Lin gave him an official position as one of the six commanders of the Long Live Battalion. This was an eighth-grade official position. There was a huge difference from official to official. The happiness fell from the sky and Song Jiang was still a little dizzy even now.
Especially going from being a police officer in a small rural county to being the commander of the Bianliang Emperor's Guards Long Live Battalion, it would have been impossible without a chance encounter.
Ordinarily, officials of this level need to be appointed and dismissed by the imperial staff, but the Wansui Camp has its own privileges. After all, it was an organization founded by Huizong Zhao Ji. In order to quickly build Genyue Shoushan, he gave Yang Lin enough power.
Song Jiang was in a daze all the way. Yang Lin looked at him as if he was wandering in the world, and wondered in his heart, this guy is not a fool, he doesn't look like it in Yuncheng. He lightly kicked the horse's belly, stepped forward and coughed and shouted:
"Song Jiang."
"Tiji, you called me?"
The biggest problem when we go to Mizhou is the shortage of manpower. You have many contacts in Shandong, so there are many talented people along the way who should be recommended to me.
Song Jiang was cheerful and just about to speak, but suddenly his face became embarrassed and he said: "Tiju, the villain has only made friends with a lot of people. To be honest with Tiju, the villain's friends are all unworthy of publicity."
Yang Lin smiled and said: "That's okay. As long as they have skills, our Long Live Battalion can help them improve. What do you think of these soldiers and horses of mine?"
"The elite soldiers Tiju leads are majestic and solemn, behave well, and carry out orders and prohibitions. They are indeed rare and powerful soldiers."
Yang Lin smiled complacently: "In the past, they were not much different from your friends. Well, ahead is Jeju Prefecture. People and horses are tired from traveling for a long time. I will rest here for seven days. I will give you fifty healthy soldiers.
, you can recruit some men for me around here."
Song Jiang looked troubled and said: "Tiji, the villain's brothers are really mixed."
Yang Lin glared at him and cursed: "I've already told you, just go and recruit. Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are so bad at ink, get out of here!"
After saying this, he stretched out his hand and the Marquis Lu Yu next to him raised his flag. The more than 100 people accompanying him were divided into two teams. Song Jiang had no choice but to say goodbye and took them into the deep mountains to find his friends.
Yang Lin sighed helplessly, he was too short of manpower and was hungry.
In Jeju Mansion, Yang Lin put on the posture of an imperial envoy, showed off his power, and then got into a restaurant and fell asleep.
Transportation in this era is really inconvenient, and when you are tired from traveling for a long time, you feel like you are falling apart. It has been almost two months since you set off from Bianliang, Tokyo, and you have just arrived in Jeju.
When the imperial envoy arrived, all the officials were trembling with fear, but he did not attend any banquets. The dragon was seen and heard all day long. Everyone in the Jeju Prefecture was in danger, fearing that he was secretly investigating. In the third year of Qing Dynasty, the magistrate
, one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver, which official has a clean ass these days.
Li Chongwen, the prefect of Jeju, was a little lost in his thoughts at home and sighed long and short.
Li Fuyin's newly married concubine, who was only sixteen years old, was wearing a moon-white gauze. She rubbed her bamboo-like jade fingers across his eyebrows and pressed them gently: "I haven't heard of him either.
What's the matter? Why are you still looking so sad?"
Li Fuyin turned sideways, resting his head on his soft and elastic thighs, enjoying the pressing of ten slender and powerful jade fingers on his head, and sighed: "Since I was born as a Jinshi, it is not easy for me to serve as a prince in this county.
! Now here comes an imperial envoy. He is the top scholar in Jinke. He likes to look for trouble when nothing happens. He is like a demon king. I heard that he beat the imperial eunuch Chen Chaolao on horseback in Bianliang. The official only fined him half a year's salary. This shows that this man is a saint.
The prosperity of the family."
"He was on the ground in Shandong and had never been stationed in a major government office. However, he stayed in my Jeju Prefecture for so many days without meeting the head of my government. He taught me how not to worry."
As he spoke, one of Li Fuyin's ghost hands slipped in from the concubine's neckline and grasped a plump and plump pigeon.
The concubine cried out in pain, patted him tenderly and said, "Master, why don't you hold a banquet and invite him to your house for a gathering. During the conversation, you will know the truth and truth. It's better to be frightened here."
Li Chongwen sighed and said: "I originally thought he could stay for a while, but who knew he was here? I don't know how much money I would have to lose if I held a banquet. These officials in Bianliang are all evil-minded and vicious.
It’s like a bottomless pit. Now it seems that we have no choice but to sacrifice our wealth to ensure safety, so let’s invite the Imperial Envoy of the Number One Scholar.”
Yang Lin was soaking in the bathtub, his whole body was hot and red, his head was covered with steam, his head and face were covered with soap towels, he was as happy as a god.
Outside were several of Yang Tong's personal entourage who had stayed with him. One of them, Lu Wang, knocked on the door and said, "Tiju, Li Chongwen, the governor of Jeju, sent an invitation to invite Tiju to the banquet."
"Li Chongwen? Could it be that he was promoted by Cai Jing? Otherwise, why would he have thought of inviting me to the banquet?"
Lu Wang is a senior salt dealer who is most familiar with the ways of the world. He smiled and said: "Probably Master Tiju has stayed in Jeju for too long. The local snakes here are afraid. The people from the Li family are still outside. Tiju wants to go there."