With a group of people, Yang Lin went straight to the main hall of the palace and stepped in. Only the queen and a dozen palace officials were present.
"Hurry up and give Yang Shaozai a seat."
Lan Yingying was a little flustered, and even pursed her hair on her temples uneasily.
Yang Lin was stunned for a moment, then sat down and asked succinctly: "What's the matter?"
At this time, a man came in from outside, the curtain moved slightly, and a beauty in palace clothes came out of the car and opened the curtain with one hand.
Then another beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes got out of the carriage with a child in her arms, and placed her carefully on the ground.
This child looks to be only two or three years old. He wears a small seven-pin crown and the long-sleeved robe of the Li Dynasty royal family, and is dressed like a little adult.
Lan Ying stepped forward, hugged him and smiled like Yang Lin: "Yang Shaozai, this is the only flesh and blood of the late emperor. His brothers were all killed by the traitor Li Yanghuan. He was the only one who saved his life at a young age."
"We, the Li Dynasty, want to make him king, so we came here to inform Yang Shaozai." Lan Ying did not discuss it with Yang Lin in advance, and she felt a little guilty when she said it.
This matter was an idea that her bodyguard commander came up with for her, in order to send off these soldiers of the Song Dynasty as soon as possible.
After Lan Ying finished speaking, she couldn't help but secretly look at Yang Lin's face, but she felt a little relieved when she saw that he didn't become angry.
Yang Lin was silent for a moment. The Li Dynasty had ruled this place for more than a hundred years.
If it continues to be ruled by people named Li and is taken back to the Song Dynasty in the future, there will definitely be resistance.
It is better to support a puppet that everyone hates and hates, and the resistance in the future will be much smaller. He mused: "The Li family is dissolute and immoral, and the people's hearts are scattered. I think this Jiaozhi County Prince must report to the imperial court and my emperor will entrust him with another title."
Lan Ying's mature and sexy body trembled, her eyes were full of pleading, Yang Lin said cruelly: "Listen to my arrangement, this kid, it's better not to expose it again. Li Qiande was killed by his son when he was young.
Forget it, my children have suffered a lot, and they have finally left some bones and blood, but they will also be buried."
Lan Ying collapsed on the ground, with no strength left. In the future, if he supported others to replace Li, how could they end up well?
At this time, a guard came back with a dog, pushed away the blocking palace guard, and said: "Don't worry, queen, our young master has said that we will protect your family."
Lan Ying had mixed feelings in her heart and didn't know what to say, so she just waved her hand gently.
On the main road in the palace, Lu Qian whispered: "Young Master, if you want to support someone else to become the king, the best way is to cut off this lineage. Li Qiande only has this son, so why not"
Yang Lin thought about it and realized that this was indeed a good idea, but how could that child, who was only two or three years old, pull off such a trick?
He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't have to be so bloody. I can let this kid ascend the throne first, and then give the throne to Zhang Boyu. In this way, it is really justified. Otherwise, the Li Dynasty will rule here.
In a hundred years, even if Li Qiande's line is extinct, there will still be branches."
Lu Qian nodded and said, "What Shaozai said makes sense."
Yang Lin looked at the extravagant palace and thought to himself that this place would never be allowed to continue under the rule of the Li Dynasty, and no Jiaozhi people would be allowed to continue to hold this land.
After being separated for hundreds of years, they are so estranged from the Central Plains and so cruel and vicious. No good people can come out of this land and water.
After Zhang Boyu took control of the country, he allowed them to buffer for a while, used this puppet regime to eliminate the signs of resistance in Jiaozhi, and then completely captured it, returned to the Central Plains Dynasty, and incorporated it into the Dali Protectorate.
In this way, this place is a natural port no less than other shipping companies, and it has opened up an ancient Silk Road in the Hexi Region, and a wealth line like the Tea Horse Trade Road——
After winter comes, even places like Shunsong Mansion look a little more withered.
There was a layer of mist in the air, and the pond beside the palace was even more covered in a faint white mist. There were only a few remnants of lotus leaves in the pond, which looked particularly desolate.
If we were in Bianliang, it would probably have snowed by now, and Yunnei and Jin Kingdom further away would have already been covered in ice for thousands of miles.
On the red ridge, Yang Lin was lying carelessly, and Lan Ying beside him gently waved her pink fist and beat his calf.
Her technique was clumsy, and after a while she was so tired that she was sweating, but Yang Lin didn't care. In this palace, there were more people than she knew how to serve, and what she wanted was the unfamiliar technique and the feeling brought by her status.
"In a few days, let the child ascend the throne and then give it to Zhang Boyu."
Zhang Boyu was very capable and had already killed most of the ministers of the Li Dynasty, except for the weaklings like him.
Lan Ying has now completely accepted her fate. This guy is a thief. He not only wants to steal people, but also steal the country. Unfortunately, no one can resist him anymore. In this year of internal fighting in the Li Dynasty, they have been fighting every day.
, killing both sides.
When Li Yanghuan was in power, he killed countless people and destroyed countless tribes.
When the Song Dynasty came, Zhang Boyu did the reverse cleaning again. Jiaozhi has never been short of internal strife, but this was the first time such a tragic internal and external embarrassment occurred.
Yang Lin held her chin and asked: "What's the matter? I don't want to give up your position as queen."
"That's enough for a long time." Lan Ying said with a flattering smile.
"That's good. When the time comes, you people will still have to go to Bianliang. When you come to my house, you are so pretty, and you can barely make ends meet as a girl who spreads quilts."
Lan Ying's face turned bitter, and she suddenly used the wrong force on her hand and slipped to the side.
With a snap, Yang Lin cursed: "Little whore, what do you want to do?"
Lan Ying was stunned for a moment. If it wasn't empty, what else could she do?
Yang Lin said with a straight face: "I see that you clearly want to assassinate me. You must be holding a grudge and kneeling down!"
Seeing an evil smile appear on the corner of his mouth, Lan Ying was really relieved and sighed inwardly, but she knelt on the ground very cooperatively.
Lanying lowered her body and begged in a low voice: "I just slipped a little, please spare me."
Yang Lin was angry. A few days ago, this woman dared to make an independent decision and wanted to establish a new king. This was actually a deliberate excuse to vent her anger.
"You still dare to quibble?" There was another crisp sound, Yang Lin raised his hand and slapped her on the buttocks.
"Ouch" Lan Ying whispered, "It hurts, please be gentle, it hurts so much."
With a "pop" sound, Yang Lin dropped his hand a little harder.
"I know I'm wrong. I want to assassinate Shao Zai. Please spare me, Shao Zai." Lan Ying leaned over, raised her pretty face, and begged for mercy.
"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. How to punish you is up to you."
Seeing his unfinished expression, Lan Ying shook her tunt slightly, bit her lip and whispered, "Just continue to beat me here."