Six hundred and seventieth chapters can not be rash
Due to previous tsunamis and earthquakes in Tianjin, many buildings were damaged. Fortunately, the Song Dynasty liked to use wood to build houses and did not like to use bricks and stones, so the losses were not too great.
When I first saw the newly built wooden house, it exuded the unique fragrance of wood, and the quilted beds and mats were extremely luxurious without being tacky.
It was already late autumn outside, but there were waves of warmth indoors. Yang Lin was holding a little baby carved in pink and jade, and his eyes never moved away.
This little thing is already over a year old, and is the cutest when it reaches the age of babbling and learning to speak.
Yang Lin hugged her this time, and he was already familiar with her. Although her father was young, he already had several children, so he was rich in experience and held her very tightly.
Xu Yuenu sat next to Zhe Huanxiang, Zhe Huanxiang's hand held her jade arm. Xu Yuenu wore a crimson double-breasted narrow-sleeved shirt. Under the thin gauze shirt, a touch of
The white silk slightly wrapped her plump breasts, outlining a seductive deep valley.
Zhe Huanxiang, on the other hand, casually wore some obscene clothes. This woman was so enchanting and naturally charming that she was a disaster even if she didn't need to dress up.
The two of them looked at each other, both a little angry. The dead man opposite him had forgotten the two of them to Java when he saw his daughter. He happily let the child call him daddy without even looking away.
Zhe Huanxiang wiped her tears and said, "Tell me, what's wrong with me? Why can't I get in every time I go back to my parents' house? My poor daughter, I haven't even seen her grandma."
"Daughter?" Yang Lin raised his head and asked, "What's wrong with my daughter?"
Zhe Huanxiang snatched her daughter away in anger and handed it to Ruizhu who was hiding her mouth and laughing. She sobbed, "What's wrong with my daughter? My daughter can't see her grandma."
"You went to your parents' house again, and they didn't welcome you. Why do you feel so uncomfortable when you have nothing to do?"
Zhe Huanxiang cried and told her again, and Yang Lin finally understood that it turned out that she was in Bianliang, and she and Xu Yuenu often went to a rouge spot, and they got to know each other over time.
After further chatting, we realized that we were still a family. They were both outsiders and had very complementary personalities. Over time, they became best friends.
I learned that Xu Yuenu was from Mizhou, and that his natal family, the Guzhe family, had all moved to Mizhou.
Zhe Huanxiang had the idea of returning to her parents' home, and the two hit it off immediately, and took their respective Long Live Battalion guards to Mizhou.
Who knew that when she arrived in Mizhou, the Zhe family wouldn't let her in at all. Xu Yuenu was so angry that she wanted to go back to Xujiazhuang and move someone else to show off. But then she thought about it, wouldn't this make it even harder for Sister Zhe to do it.
The two were very depressed and were relaxing in the courtyard of Xujiazhuang, Banqiao Town, Mizhou. They heard that Yang Lin had arrived in Youyan, so they took a boat to meet him.
Yang Lin thought to himself, the Zhe family has great ambitions. You have ruined the family business for more than 500 years, how can they still give you a good face?
However, her original lies made Zhe Huanxiang think that she was the one who saved the family.
Now he felt even more aggrieved. He wished he could take his daughter's place and let Yang Lin hug him to comfort him. But he only wanted to kiss his daughter and didn't care about these two people with foreign surnames.
Yang Lin said helplessly: "It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. This is your own family's business. What should I do? Isn't it adding fuel to the fire if I use my official power to oppress them? I see, I won't let you go
Just don’t go there. If you have nothing to do, it would be nice to go to Mizhou with Yue’er to relax.”
"To put it lightly, how can you feel better if your mother's family doesn't associate with you?"
Yang Lin smiled and said: "On my mother's side, there is only one nephew left. You also know that Xu Shuwei. I even took him to check your pulse. This kid stays in my house every day and has his own son in the outer courtyard.
It’s a small villa, and I can’t even drive it away.”
Xu Yuenu said quickly: "Stop irritating her. Sister, she looks gloomy all day long, but you are so cruel and don't take it to heart at all. It's so chilling."
Yang Lin winked, and Ruizhu and Baozhu hugged their children and went to another room.
He then stood up, walked between the two women, put his arm around a slender waist, and said with a smile: "Isn't it difficult for me to intervene? This is nothing else."
He rubbed his two smooth and soft waists with both hands, but he was thinking to himself, this family still has such resentment, knowing that I am hot now, but they refuse to cling to me.
The people among the people don't know how many forces that they have suppressed by force are unwilling to do so. They are waiting for the opportunity to jump up and bite them back.
They may be dreaming, thinking that something will happen to me. The biggest hidden danger right now is war.
You must be stable and not make the mistakes of many empires that were once prosperous. They went on a rampage in the cold winter and continued to attack north. The cold will become the most terrible enemy and drag you down.
Although it is good to go straight to Huanglong, Huanglong Mansion cannot become its own Waterloo, nor can it become its own Stalingrad.
The current situation is very good. As long as the Jin people's sphere of influence is continuously compressed in the Baiyu River area, they will slowly look for opportunities to wipe out this small Jurchen tribe in one fell swoop.
As long as I hold the Song Dynasty tightly in my hands, the last thing I am afraid of is fighting these barbarian Tatars. No country in the world can consume more energy than the Song Dynasty, and no nation can consume more energy than the Han people.
Soon, both of them blushed at Yang Lin's touch, and their starry eyes were full of spring. They glared at him with shame, but they were swayed by the lust he was teasing at the same time.
Chiyangzi is skilled in techniques and can be called an expert. He is not a master. He has unfathomable skills in this way.
After a while, a cry of ecstasy came from the wooden house——
Kaicheng, the Mansion of Yang, the Duke of Korea.
Yang Ziqian held the letter with hesitation on his face.
Yang Lin asked him to go to Tianjin to meet him. His purpose was very clear, and he must insist on sending troops.
I know my own strength well. If I take the initiative and let the Goryeo soldiers and horses fight against the Jurchens, I will probably become the target of verbal and written criticism from the entire Goryeo.
Because there is a high possibility that he will let countless Goryeo soldiers die on the battlefield, and the entire Goryeo may also flow into a river of blood under the Jurchen's iron hoof.
Most of the capable generals in the Goryeo Dynasty were killed by themselves. Yin Guan was beheaded, General Cui Zhuo was Lingchi, General Wu Zhuo was torn apart by a chariot, General Quan Xiu, General Gao Shuo and others were cut in half.
On the day of the palace incident alone, 20,000 Korean soldiers were killed, and their vitality was greatly damaged.
The only one left was Takujun Kyung, who was a general at best, not a handsome man at all.
If you send troops with this strength, you are not looking for a beating, but for death.
However, when Yang Lin called him, he did not dare to shirk the blame. Once Yang Lin disliked him and randomly changed the support of anyone from the family, he would die and his family would be wiped out.
Yang Ziqian, who was feeling uneasy, asked his son to search for rare treasures, virgin beauties, and prepare to leave for Tianjin.