Empress Zheng already knew this, but she did not suddenly change her attitude.
She cried and said a few more words about how difficult it was for her, and her attitude slowly softened, but it didn't seem abrupt at all.
As soon as Yang Lin saw that she agreed to help him persuade Yunyao, he stood up and left with a smile. When he walked to the door of the palace, Zhao Jinluo ran over with a piece of yellow candy stuck to the corner of his mouth and asked: "Uncle, when will you buy us again?"
Candied haws?"
Yang Lin smiled and said: "Tomorrow I will ask your aunt to take you out to buy!"
Zhao Jinluo cheered and took her sister to the side to play.
Empress Zheng in the palace, looking at Yang Lin's retreating back, her eyes turned red for some reason.
How can humans be merciless like grass and trees? How many more days can you stay on that pile of jade towers? Dad, the two good daughters you gave birth to will be the queens of two dynasties.
She only knew that dynasties had changed since ancient times, and the previous emperors rarely died well, but she didn't know about her brother-in-law.
In the entire Bianliang and the entire Song Dynasty, few people knew her brother-in-law...
After walking out of Genyue, Yang Lin patted the young man on the shoulder and said: "I see that you are very vigilant. Yes, that's right. Take a good look here. What's your name? I asked Brother Yang Jian to promote you."
you."
The young man was so happy that his bones were three points lighter. If it weren't for the clothes on his body, he felt like he was about to ascend to heaven.
"The younger one's name is Wang Nian. His Highness the King of Yue, don't worry. The younger one will definitely guard this garden."
Just after leaving Genyue, Yang Lin had been in the carriage for the past few days and felt a little depressed. He took off his cloak and changed into a pair of clothes while riding the horse. He felt much lighter.
Thinking that there was nothing to do anyway, I simply took Lu Qian and others to the outskirts of the city to relax.
I was in a happy mood. When I arrived at the outskirts of the city, the strong horse under my crotch was galloping faster and faster in the wilderness.
At the beginning of spring, there was already an endless stream of cars and horses outside Bianliang City. Out-of-town merchants who had spent the New Year at home began to return to Beijing one after another.
Yang Lin couldn't help but remember that when he first came to Bianliang, even a few people from the Imperial City Division could make him angry.
Now that the power is in hand, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are attentive to the orders, Haiyan Heqing has great ambitions, and is about to build a powerful country in the world and show his pride.
Thinking of the brighter prospects in the future, Yang Lin couldn't help but smile.
At this time, there was a group of men and horses in front of them, who were on their way. When they heard the sound of horse hooves, they all looked back, and several of them had already drawn their swords in their hands.
How can one be so wary and courageous in the suburbs of Bianliang City, at the feet of the Emperor?
Yang Lin reined in the galloping horse, and Lu Qian said: "Young Zai, he is the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin."
The golden man on the opposite side saw that they were not here to chase, so he sheathed his sword.
Yang Lin rode a horse and passed by their honor guard, both of them looking at each other warily.
The one at the head should be their chief envoy, Wanyan Lisu.
It was this short, stout man who followed Xi Yin and Lou Shi to defeat the Liao soldiers at Gubeikou. He was ordered to leave one Mou Ke and 200 soldiers to defend Gubeikou, but the 7,000 Liao soldiers failed to capture them.
In the history of later generations, when he was able to siege Taiyuan with silver skills, he defeated the six reinforcements of the Song Dynasty and conquered Taigu, Qixian and other places. Later, when the king's supplies were exhausted and Taiyuan fell, he was promoted to Guan Gou Taiyuan Prefecture Road Soldier
During the horse incident, he followed Wanyan Lou's family and defeated Zhang Hao's 50,000 reinforcements in Wenshui. Following Wanyan Zonghan, he besieged Bian, and with Yin Shu Ke, he captured Xiang and Deng, and pursued King Kang of Song in Yangzhou.
Yang Lin and he almost passed by each other. This guy's eyes were sharp and he was staring straight at him.
After passing by, Lu Qian whispered: "Shao Zai, do you want to..."
"No, the two countries sent envoys. This is not a vendetta. There will be many opportunities to kill him in the future. We killed his envoy, will the envoy from Song Dynasty come back alive when he goes to Huining Mansion in the future?"
Lu Qian nodded and stopped talking. The reason why he asked this question was because he felt Yang Lin's murderous intent.
Yang Lin sighed inwardly, this Lu Qian was really like a roundworm in his stomach, he knew everything he wanted.
But just thinking about it, such a despicable thing is not what a big country should do.
Yang Lin was riding a horse at a gallop when suddenly a clang of piano strings sounded in the forest, and then a plaintive voice softly chanted:
"I fell asleep in the morning under the paper tent of the rattan bed. I can't describe it, and I have no good thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and it accompanies my feelings like water. The flute plays three times, and the plum blossom heart is broken, so much spring love.
A small wind blows and the rain rustles the ground, blowing down again, bringing thousands of tears. When the flute player goes to the empty jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart? If a branch is broken, there will be no one in the world or in the sky to whom it can be sent."
As Yang Lin stood on his horse, a trace of sadness suddenly arose in his heart. Such contagious poems were sung with such a tone, which made him cry.
Especially the last three sentences, using the allusion of "There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just give me a branch of spring", the sadness in my heart seems to pour out: Even if the spring comes, the plum blossoms are broken, but there is a gap between heaven and earth, there is no way to send it, it feels like lost!
It stops abruptly here, but the mourning sounds are endless.
The sound of the piano faded away, and Yang Lin looked around on horseback, only to see a woman by the river on the outskirts of the city, dressed in white and snowy, as if she was bowing her head to play the piano in front of the spring water of the Bianhe River.
She was wearing a bun, her slim back was graceful and poetic, and beside her was a little maid in green clothes, secretly wiping her tears from time to time.
Yang Lin rode over, and it turned out to be Li Qingzhao, so he spoke to comfort him: "Bulk, people cannot be resurrected after death, so please forgive me and obey."
Li Qingzhao turned around and saw Yang Lin, so he stood up and saluted.
Yang Lin jumped off his horse and said, "I was passing by here on horseback just now. I heard that the layman was mourning his late husband. I couldn't help but come over to persuade him. Please forgive me for any offence."
"Your Highness is interested." Li Qingzhao was a little embarrassed. Normally, her husband had just passed away and he should have stayed in the house. However, she was not a person who lived with leisure. She remembered that she had made an appointment with the Bianhe River to thaw in early spring, so she came to go boating.
As promised, I came here with Qin and my maid in my arms.
After arriving, I thought of Zhao Mingcheng again and couldn't help but write a song and sing softly in memory of my late husband.
Yang Lin thought to himself, this talented girl likes to run out when she has nothing to do. It was really dangerous last time. She dared to go anywhere with a few nursing homes. No wonder she was defrauded of money and sex later.
Anyone with this kind of talent, no matter male or female, can never be idle.
Their thoughts are wild and active, their hearts are restless and restless, and few people can endure loneliness.
The most representative ones are Li Taibai for men and Li Qingzhao for women. They are generally like this. They like to play and have fun, otherwise they would not be able to write so many poems that have been passed down through the ages.
Yang Lin took a quick look and saw that there was indeed a small boat tied to the river. He said, "Bulk, it's early spring now, and there's still a lot of ice on the river that hasn't melted yet. It's better not to get into the water easily. Brother Zhao died not long ago. According to etiquette,
It’s time to burn incense and keep vigil at the house. Let’s do this. I have a picture of rivers and spring water in my house. It was a gift from the emperor. It is the most creative painting I have ever seen.
I'll send someone to your house to enjoy it for a few days, and then don't come out easily."
The meaning of Yang Lin's words is obvious. Why can't you stay at home at this time? Don't go out during special periods. It's too dangerous and the reputation is not good. I'll give you a few days to enjoy Zhao Ji's good paintings.
Stay at home for a few days.
Li Qingzhao's face turned redder, obviously he had heard something of this meaning. He bit his lower lip without saying goodbye, snorted, turned around and took the maid away.
"I don't want to hear a few words about her anymore. What's wrong with being at home? It's just passed the Lantern Festival and I can't stay any longer." Yang Lin said with a smile.
Lu Qian nodded and said disdainfully: "This is unruly behavior towards women. Don't be as knowledgeable as her, Young Master."