The official road in Mizhou has been built flat and wide enough. It is compacted with loess and has bluestone slabs around it. The carriage can walk on it without too many bumps.
Yang Lin waved goodbye to the officials behind him and prepared to go to Lianghuai.
The atmosphere in the carriage was a little awkward. Huang Xuanzhi and Little Taoist Sister Lingyun, who had just arrived from Youyan, looked timidly at Xu Yuenu, who looked like an elder sister, who was looking back and forth at the two little girls.
Miao'er, standing aside, fanned the flames from time to time, lowering her head and mumbling in Xu Yuenu's ear.
Yang Lin laughed dryly and said: "This is Xuanzhi, and this is Lingyun. They are all newcomers I hired in Luoyang. You all should get to know each other, and we will all be good sisters from now on."
"Hello, sister." The two little girls were very sensible. As soon as they saw this tall beauty, they knew they were not to be trifled with, so they obediently took the lead in saying hello.
Xu Yuenu nodded slightly, nudged Yang Lin with her arm, and asked in his ear: "This is not as big as that yellow-haired girl Yang Tianai."
Yang Lin quickly waved his hand and said: "Whoever said so, it's not too small."
"I'm fourteen years old." Huang Xuanzhi said first. Lingyun was a little shy and timidly said: "Ten...fifteen."
Xu Yuenu curled her lips, as if I had expected it. Yang Lin simply squeezed into the middle, holding one in each hand, and said with a smile: "This is all in line with the national conditions and laws of the Song Dynasty. Do you understand the law?"
The sun's shadow slanted slightly to the west, and under the shade of green willows, there was a burst of laughter and laughter in the carriage.
After all, it was Xu Yuenu, who had a carefree temper, and soon became familiar with the two little girls.
Yang Lin fell to the side, sleeping soundly. The weather was getting hotter, and there was only a thin curtain hanging on the carriage window.
Lu Qian came over on horseback and whispered from outside: "Young Master?"
When there was no response, Lu Qian called out again, and a soft voice came from inside, "Marquis Lu Yu, Da Lang is asleep."
Lu Qian said "Oh", shook his head, smiled, and ordered his men to prepare to enter the city for repairs.
There was a city gate in front of me with the characters "Ju County" written on it, and there were officials greeting me at the gate.
There is nothing to investigate in this small county town. It is all in the official documents of Mizhou. Yang Lin came here to rest for a night and set off immediately at dawn.
After entering the city, Yang Lin stretched out, twisted his waist and stretched his arms before jumping out of the car.
The female family members in the car put on their quilts and prepared to sleep for the night. Lu Qian came outside the courtyard and whispered to Yang Lin: "Young Master, the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent someone to say that His Majesty was coughing up blood in the middle of the night and was suffering from physical fear.
There is a hidden disease."
When Yang Lin heard this, his scalp tightened, and his eyebrows just wrinkled, and he suddenly tilted his head and asked: "Who sent the news?"
"A eunuch from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
Yang Lin immediately sneered and said: "This is because Yang Jian can't wait any longer. He wants me to go back now. He is old and can understand, but our work is not finished yet. Isn't this something that has been done in a hurry? It must be perfect."
It's best if you send someone back to give his nephew any official position, or simply take him out of the official position and give him a casual position, and let the dynasty take care of it."
Lu Qian nodded and said, "Don't you need to ask the official about his condition?"
"If an official is ill, other people will report it to me. Only the family from the Ministry of Internal Affairs came, which is obviously false news. Could it be that the eunuchs from the Ministry of Internal Affairs can move faster than my carefully cultivated fans?"
Of course, Yang Lin would not leave such an important position in the ban to Yang Jian alone. Even in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Japan has always been Yang Lin's direct confidant.
After Lu Qian left, Yang Lin went back to the house and thought deeply.
I still have enough patience, but the people below can hardly stand still.
How many die-hard loyalists are there in the Song Dynasty? It seems to be peaceful now. If it really takes the path of seeking to usurp the throne, who will come out to oppose it?
This matter is no trivial matter, and must be done at the best time. If it is too early, there will be unexpected resistance, and it may even cause chaos in the country; if it is too late, your confidants will not be able to wait, and if they give you a
Chenqiao mutiny, yellow robes are added to the body, then they are passive.
I am young and don't have any addiction to being emperor, so I won't be so impatient. The best thing is to wait for the best time, have everything ready, and take advantage of the situation to ascend to the throne of God.
In this way, the turmoil of this matter can be minimized and Zhao Song can seize the country.
He entered the room full of worries and saw two girls holding a thin quilt, wanting to sleep with Miao'er outside.
The red diamond-like little mouth pouted slightly, showing unspeakable grievances. The two sisters looked at Yang Lin helplessly, neither daring to speak.
Yang Lin held them on his shoulders with one hand at a time. Such petite bodies were as light as nothing in Yang Lin's hands.
Xu Yuenu looked at him in surprise, and Yang Lin smiled and said: "Ju County is a small place and the conditions are poor. Everyone squeezes in to make ends meet for one night."
Xu Yuenu gave him a shy and angry look, then turned around and fiddled with her hair. Yang Lin chuckled and threw the two girls on the bed.
Although Ju County is small, the accommodation provided for this high-ranking official is not bad, especially the big bed, which won Yang Lin's heart.
Huang Xuanzhi and the little Taoist nun were very shy, huddled in Yang Lin's arms, one on the left and the other on the right. Yang Lin stroked the thin and silky clothes with his hands, and smiled softly: "Tomorrow at dawn, we will all be a family."
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The sky was dimming, the dawn breeze was blowing, and there was still a faint fragrance. Last night's carnival seemed to have disappeared with the wind, leaving no trace.
Under the rising sun, Lingyun was lying on his chest, his delicate face was like a jade carving, exuding a faint brilliance.
Yang Lin gently placed her on the bed, passed over several delicate bodies, and then came under the bed and put on her clothes.
After simply gargling his mouth and face, Yang Lin went to the courtyard and punched for half an hour as usual.
Lu Qian came in excitedly and said: "Young Master, for those who have just governed Hesi, the canal not far from here can lead directly to the two Huaihe Rivers. Should we go to Huaiyin or Shanyang?"
Yang Lin thought about it, wiped his sweat and said: "Let's go to Huaiyin, then go straight to Yangzhou, stay in Yangzhou for a few days, cross the river, go to Hangcheng, and finally go to Fuzhou."
Lu Qian has been selling salt all year round and is very familiar with these places. He said with a worried look: "Young Zai, if this is the case, we can only go to Jingchu when we come back. The Jingchu area is not easy to travel."
"What's wrong with Jingchu?"
"In the Jingchu area, when the country was founded, several Song generals killed too ruthlessly. In addition, there were many mountains and water in those places, and there were many bandits hiding in many mountains, rivers and lakes. Take Dongting Lake as an example.
A den of thieves."
In the past hundred years of the Northern Song Dynasty, although Bianliang was managed with great success, the local people were actually miserable.
The scholar-bureaucrats lived as carefree and happy lives as gods. Naturally, there were countless ordinary people who worked hard for them. Otherwise, these are the only social resources. Could it be that they came out of thin air? In the Jingchu, Sichuan, and Shu areas, there were also major rebels from the Song Dynasty.
Yang Lin frowned and said: "When we patrol the world, we are afraid that we will not encounter these monsters and monsters. Whenever we see one, we will deal with it."