Chapter six hundred and seventy fourth wolfberry as rice
Three hundred and sixty days a year, I often travel on the dusty road.
When Yang Lin and his party arrived at Youyan, the two sides formed a new confrontation situation in the Baiyu River area and the Great Wall area.
On the grassland, a new cat and mouse game has just begun. The Song army surrounded and annihilated the main force of Hebule in Qingzhong Mountain.
After the First World War, the long-tired Hebule army was defeated by Wu Jie and the Northwest Army due to its unstable morale and lack of food and grass after a long period of attack.
Hebule died in battle, and seven or eight soldiers cut his body into pieces and took him back to ask for credit.
The collapsed Mongolian army fled in all directions and wandered homeless on the grasslands.
From Shuozhou to Yunnei and then to Youyan, the crisscrossing mountain roads were trampled by countless soldiers and horses.
In recent years, border wars have continued, with hundreds of thousands of troops often marching on them. During the march, the road surface was even made very hard, which was stronger than rolling stones.
Seeing the city wall of Yizhou in the distance, Yang Lin breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and said to the person behind him: "It's coming soon."
Yizhou was once garrisoned by Wu Jie. Now that there is no army, the number of people is gradually increasing.
The border war has been too fierce in recent years, and many people do not want to live in the Tanzhou and Jingzhou area, so they simply move here.
Anyway, Youyan has a lot of open space, and several wars have drastically reduced the population here.
Today, most of the population in Youyan is the officers and soldiers stationed here, rather than the common people of Nanjing Prefecture under the rule of Daliao.
Several officials led the crowd to greet them at the city gate. After Yang Lin got off the car, he greeted them for a few words and entered the city.
Yizhou is the hub connecting Yunnei and Youyan. Many materials are transferred from here, and the streets are filled with people transporting goods back and forth.
Nowadays, as a peasant husband, the salary for labor is very high, and these strong peasants are also happy to make a small fortune.
Seeing a group of officers and soldiers coming in surrounded by a carriage, people on the street gave way and stood in small groups on the roadside, whispering and guessing which big shot had come to Yizhou.
Arriving in front of a mansion, the guards of the Long Live Battalion took the lead in entering to guard the gates of each courtyard. After checking, Yang Lincai and a group of officials entered.
These are extraordinary times, and Yang Lin has many enemies in the Song Dynasty, so he cannot afford to take things lightly.
The situation is great, but once Yang Lin dies, there will first be chaos in the country, and then the situation that was finally achieved will be in vain.
After sitting down, Yang Lin immediately said: "It is late autumn now, and the grassland is already covered with ice and snow, making it unsuitable to continue fighting. All the tribes in the grassland have been conquered and driven to the south and defected to the Kle tribe. The biggest characteristic of these Mongolians is that
They are aware of the current affairs and are accustomed to big things. Whoever has the strongest soldiers and horses is his people, and there is no sense of ethnic group."
"In other words, we have destroyed the rule of the Mongols from the roots. The defeated group of stragglers are not worth mentioning."
The Yizhou officials nodded and smiled at each other. Magistrate Liu said: "Young Master Yingming, who would have expected that it would be so easy to solve the border troubles between Shaanxi and Gansu and also solve the Mongols."
In fact, the Song Dynasty and Mongolia did not have bad relations before, because they were separated by Xixia. Xixia went to Qinlong's Caogu when they were poor and crazy, while the poorer Mongols further north went to plunder Xixia when they were about to starve to death.
But everyone knows that if there was no enmity in the past, it will definitely be inevitable in the future. After the border is established, this will be a new border enemy.
Now that the grasslands have been settled in the First World War, at least in the next few decades, no one will invade the border.
As long as Shaozai handles the relationship in the desert well, maybe there will be another province outside the Great Wall like the Protectorate of the Western Regions and the Protectorate of Dali.
Since the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the achievements of border opening have never been greater than today.
The beaten subjects of the Song Dynasty, who were accustomed to defense, finally had a day of pride and pride. This was the style of a great country that matched its economy and people's livelihood.
Magistrate Liu smiled and said: "Young Master, do you mean there is a truce?"
Yang Lin waved his hand and said: "It is not a truce, but a change of tactics to avoid the Tatars taking advantage of the cold winter and turning defeat into victory. What we have temporarily stopped are large-scale corps battles, but small-scale battles will not stop. This is a life-and-death battlefield.
We will not give the Tatars time to breathe, and they will not give us a chance to make peace."
Having said this, he smiled softly and said: "The next important event should be left to our friendly countries. Next, I will go to Pinglu and Tianjin to inspect the earthquake disaster."
"Come here, let Yang Ziqian, the Duke of Korea, go to Tianjin Port to meet me."
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At the seaside of Tianjin, shiploads of supplies arrived at the port. On the port, which has not yet been completely repaired, the residual power of the original tsunami can be vaguely seen.
In a small temporary pavilion on the top of the mountain, Yang Lin took a telescope and looked around.
He put down his telescope and said to Ruan Xiaoqi: "The imperial court authorized Xiulou to issue bonds, which gives us the opportunity to concentrate our efforts on big things. This disaster relief is an example. The port should be repaired first, so that it can better receive the materials that come to support.
and human hands.”
Ruan Xiaoqi nodded and said: "Young Master Yingming, Governor Zhang An, who presided over this matter some time ago, also said so."
"Where's Zhang An?" Thinking that Zhang An was from Hebei, he would definitely be more concerned than ordinary officials. Moreover, he had experience in starting construction and was an expert in this field. Yang Lin was determined to put him in charge of this matter.
"Governor Zhang is building a road. There are cracks all over the road. It's okay that the house collapsed. The main problem is that the huge trees hurt people and block the road, making it difficult to deal with."
Yang Lin raised his forehead and shook his head, thinking that the method of planting trees to defend against enemies that the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty came up with was simply unethical.
Not only did it block the roads in this area, affecting the communication with the hinterland of the Central Plains, but it also alienated the Han people in the north.
While he was talking, a lucky boat docked in the distance, and a group of Kong Wu's majestic soldiers came down.
Yang Lin glanced at it casually and asked curiously: "Isn't this from Xujiazhuang?"
Ruan Xiaoqi raised her hand to protect herself from the sun, took a look and said, "You can't be wrong, mother, that outfit is worth a thousand or eight hundred coins, no ordinary person can afford it."
Several women slowly walked down the deck. Yang Lin took a look with a telescope and saw that they were Xu Yuenu and Zhe Huanxiang.
This is the two-bedroom wife he keeps in the outer room in Bianliang. He found her without telling him why, and it seems that they have a good relationship.
Yang Lin let out a sigh and led the people to greet them. From a distance, he saw that they were being guarded by Xujiazhuang's generals and could not see him at all.
After Yang Lin passed by, Ruan Xiaoqi took a breath of cold air. He knew that the eldest lady from Xujiazhuang was fine. He had a heroic appearance and a tall figure.
The person next to her has a graceful figure, wearing a lake green narrow-sleeved top and a peacock blue pointed-collar mandarin jacket. Her facial features are exquisite and flawless, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, like red phoenixes, and the skin of her snowy cheeks reveals the pink color of peach blossoms.
, born with a bit of alluring charm.
This is like a vixen who has become a spirit. Ruan Xiaoqi thought to herself: Brother Gongming said that a knife on the head of the word "sex" is the most corrosive to a hero's body and bones. I didn't believe it in the past, but now I know that what he said is true.
If this girl were to be married, it would be difficult to cure her even if she ate wolfberry for food... She must have a good tooth if she doesn't kill her.
Yang Lin had already greeted him and said, "Why are you here?"
He didn't know that Zhe Huanxiang was running around just half a year after giving birth.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin became a little angry. When he looked back, he saw Baozhu, one of the six maids of Zhe Huanxiang's generation, holding a baby in his arms.
A group of people were looking at themselves in surprise.