Chapter five hundred and eighty eighth as a different surname king
Hangzhou City, Governor's Office.
The north wind howled for days and a drizzle of chilly rain fell. Only Yu Wenxuzhong was left in the lobby, reading official documents.
Although the bandit rebellion in Jiangnan has been put down, restoring people's livelihood is an arduous and long process.
In various places that have been poisoned by religious bandits, the countryside is in ruins and the people are in dire straits.
The two consecutive religious riots in Jiangnan also reminded the court, and various missionary work was carried out overwhelmingly, especially in the mountainous areas.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the footsteps coming from outside were also more rapid. It was obvious that he was very cold.
Yu Wenxuzhong's servant pushed open the door and entered with a tea tray in his hand. After entering, he closed the door and stamped his feet, "Sanlang, drink some hot tea."
Yu Wenxuzhong was the third eldest son in the family. He had taken this boy with him since he was a child, so he called him Sanlang as before. In the Song Dynasty, men were called husband and women were called mother, and this was generally how they were called in the family.
"Just put it over there. By the way, is today's newspaper here?"
The boy put the tea away, then took out three pieces of paper from his arms and said: "The newspaper has arrived. When I came, the postman also said that officials from all over the country should have a good time to read it."
Yu Wenxu's brows twitched, wondering if there had been any major changes. He put down the official document in his hand and picked up the newspaper, only to see that it still had the familiar printing font.
The first is a poem called: Five quatrains of joyful slogans for the pacification of Jiaozhi and the return of the emperor to the court.
When Yu Wenxuzhong saw the article about his mentor, he sat up straight, opened the tea lid, and prepared to read it carefully.
"The plan to suppress Youyan must be safe, and the barbarians are mixed and confused.
The king's army was riding north to return to Japan, and Bianliang Wenlao was feasting as much as he wanted."
Yu Wenxuzhong nodded, thinking secretly that this was the old incident of his mentor retaking Youyan, killing Wanyan Xiyin, and relieving the siege of Bianliang.
"Boys and girls sang many songs, and General Qin Long entered the court.
Execute all the evildoers and maintain integrity, and the God of the Jade Tower will be at ease."
Taking a sip of tea, Yu Wenxu smiled and said to the young man: "This is to enter Bianliang Qingjun's side. Now that I think about it, it is still exciting."
“All the worthy ministers are full of jade and gold, and there is no one left to cultivate literature and practice martial arts.
The beauty is expected by the original, Qi Tiangong has a longevity of ten thousand springs."
"My mentor's new policy and the reduction of officials in the government are indeed worthy of this quatrain." Yu Wenxu consciously ignored the congratulatory message of Ten Thousand Spring, even though it was somewhat similar to Long Live.
"The chaos in one hundred states of Jingchu and thousands of people with surnames in Jiangnan embrace Qingqiu.
The awe-inspiring heroic spirit sweeps across the mountain cave, and when you stand up, you are like fighting in the river."
To the south of the Yangtze River, stability will finally come, thanks to the master's plan in Tokyo. We are just following the plan. Yu Wenxu didn't say it out loud, but he thought so in his heart.
Yu Wenxuzhong's face has changed from cold and pale to a little rosy. He doesn't know whether it is the effect of hot tea or whether the article is correct to his feelings.
With the last song left at the moment, Yu Wenxuzhong straightened his back and read carefully:
"Chongning has been on many battlefields for many years, but who makes the power of heaven shine?
Qingtian will not let Bai Yuzhu, and his merits will be that of a king with a different surname."
Putting down the newspaper, Yu Wenxuzhong stood up and paced back and forth in the hall.
The boy asked in confusion: "Sanlang, do you want to go back home to rest?"
Yu Wenxu stopped in his tracks and said in a solemn voice: "Immediately send someone to tell the magistrates of the ten prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River to write an article for each county under their control to praise the Song Dynasty soldiers for their contribution to the pacification of Jiaozhi."
"'The merit is that of a king with a different surname.' The General Affairs Department has issued this report. I will definitely lend a helping hand to my mentor."
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Although Yuan Tingzhi is in charge of the General Affairs Department, almost all matters, big and small, have to be discussed with Cai Jing.
What kind of qualifications does Cai Jing have? Even Yang Lin, Yuan Tingzhi's mentor, was a student in front of him.
Moreover, Cai Jing is a sophisticated guy after all, and his vision and political sense are unmistakable. Once he decides to help Yang Lin go further and seek benefits for his Cai family, there will be no mistakes easily made.
The tone was set by Cai Jing, and the General Affairs Department gathered a group of talented writers, including the most talented women in history, and became registered officials.
The moment a letter of sealing was sent out to Bianliang, it set off a frenzy and overwhelming publicity everywhere, making an ordinary southern expedition a hundred times more glorious in an instant.
It seems that pacifying Xixia and regaining Youyun are not as important as winning a small Jiaozhi.
On the sea, the waves were calm, and two people, one large and one small, were fishing on the deck.
Yang Lin held up this "Five quatrains of joyful slogans after hearing that Jiaozhi pacified the young prime minister and returned to court", and he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
Yang Tianning was a little tanned and asked with a smile: "Father, what are you so happy about?"
"Now I know how Zhao Kuangyin feels. Once there is a group of people behind you, I hope you will take a step further. Then every step you take may not be taken by yourself." Yang Lin sighed and said: "They are more anxious than me.
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Yang Tianning came forward and said: "In this case, wouldn't it be just right? Our adoptive father will be sitting in his house and we will see how we wish him to ascend to the dragon."
Yang Lin slapped the brim of his hat and scolded with a smile: "Then I won't be a millstone and I won't pull you away. You all just need to calm down and let me care about it freely. By the way, how is Le'er doing now?"
Yang Tianning's eyes were covered by the hat, so he simply took off the hat, held it in his hand, and said: "Don't worry about my adoptive father. I asked him to follow me to do several important things, which really tempered him. Now that he is old, I dare not say it.
At least he is a man and has some courage."
"Le'er was born in a homeless situation, but he has grown up in the hands of a harem woman. He has to practice with you. Speaking of which, we have been missing for some time. The last time he wrote to me, it was only a few words. I won't be far away.
Let’s get married.”
Yang Tianning smiled and said: "It won't work if it's close, and it won't work if it's far away. My foster father will really make things difficult for Wu Lang."
Yang Lin raised his foot to kick him, but Yang Tianning dodged him with a smile, so he had to curse and continue fishing.
Jiaozhi is still the little emperor now, but it won't be long before Fang Qifu, who stays in Jiaozhi, will help Zhang Boyu ascend the throne.
At that time, all those who opposed were officials who were loyal to the Li Dynasty. Their clans, their vassals, and the forces behind them would definitely be wiped out by Zhang Boyu. I had seen his cruelty, killing people at every turn.
A clan.
Zhang Boyu's mission was to clean up these people, and these people were all gone. Zhang Boyu's actions also destined that he would not have too many fans.
At that time, the Song Dynasty was like a savior, descending from the sky. It was time to completely take back Jiaozhi, just like when Duan Zhengchun slaughtered all the Dali toast, it was still the same method and the same formula.
As the saying goes, you can eat it all over the world. Yang Lin had a lot of sweetness last time, so of course he wanted to try it again.
In fact, even Tubo followed this path. However, Tubo fell into this vicious circle on its own, not because of Yang Lin.
After the Tubo people lost their royal family, they fell apart and attacked each other for more than two hundred years.
During this period, the Tibetan people were deeply disgusted and had to face endless battles every day.
Once the opportunity came to annex the Song Dynasty, they had little resistance. In later history, they also annexed the Yuan Dynasty in this way.
If you want to completely conquer a land, you must first shed enough blood on this land.
Then under the glory of the Song Dynasty, the Han style was strong and everyone returned.
Yang Lin was lying on the chair, looking at the vastness of the thousands of miles of waves, and his heart seemed to be much more open.
This world is vast, and we have a lot to accomplish!