Yang Lin opened his mouth and rejected the Khitan's request to send troops, but Yu Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief.
The other Khitan people present did not have this awareness, and they all felt it was a pity.
Yelu Muxun screamed "It's a pity" several times and lowered his head to drink. Yu Shinan was even more unhappy.
Now the Jurchens are in an embarrassing situation. If they can't show the momentum that swept across the Liao Dynasty, they may be eaten alive by the Song Dynasty like Xixia.
In the Baiyu River area, they have begun to build forts. This thing is so connected that even Dolly's teeth can't chew it.
Yang Lin smiled and chatted with Gao Bing for a few words, then said that he had something to do at home and stood up to leave.
Everyone sent him to the door, and Yang Lin's soldiers had already come up to him and helped him onto the carriage.
After getting on the bus, Yang Lin's drunkenness had completely dissipated. He sat on the Jindun, gently leaning on the soft cushions of the car, and thought about it in his mind.
Yelv Dashi seems to be a symbol of the desire to move eastward. It is said that nomadic people like the Khitan have a feeling of being unable to leave their homeland.
He made such a huge fortune in the west, why bother to come back and wade through this muddy water? Does he think he got an advantage?
Thinking of the Prairie Holy War, the northwest felt a little empty. There was only one Western Region Protectorate to guard the border, but Yang Lin was not worried at all.
Yelu Dashi was not a fool, he was extremely shrewd and would not cause trouble to the Song Dynasty even if he went eastward.
Otherwise, even if he takes over the Western Region Protectorate, it will be a ready target, waiting for him to hit.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin felt a little stuffy in the car. He opened the curtain and a gust of cold wind came in, which refreshed him.
Lu Qian, who was guarding him, thought he was in trouble, so he came over with his horse and whispered: "Young Master, what are your orders?"
Yang Lin shook his head and said, "It's okay. I feel a little hot after drinking."
Lu Qian nodded and was about to leave when suddenly there was a noise in front of him.
"What's up?"
Lu Qian stood up slightly on his horse and said, "It seems like someone is making a noise."
"Just go around." Yang Lin lowered the curtain, and Lu Qian said with a smile: "You can see clearly, Shao Zai, they are a group of men, escorting a woman. It seems to be the unruly cultural and educational director."
Yang Lin was stunned. There were dozens of officials in Bianliang, but there was only one woman, Li Qingzhao, one of his pen holders.
After all, she was a well-known and talented woman, so Yang Lin felt a little protective in her heart. When she stepped out of the carriage, she saw Li Qingzhao in a miserable state, and several maids behind him were crying.
Yang Lin asked Lu Qian to disperse the onlookers and take them to a nearby wine shop.
As soon as Li Qingzhao came in and saw Yang Lin, his eyes lit up and he said: "Young Zai, save me!"
"What did you do?" Yang Lin felt dizzy and asked with a frown.
When Li Qingzhao heard this, he hesitated and was embarrassed.
At this time, the man from the Kaifeng government office next to him also recognized Yang Lin. After he stepped forward and saluted, he said: "Back to Shaozai, Li Qian filed a lawsuit against her husband for personal gain and fraud. After investigation, it was found to be true. The yamen verdict
I agree to her divorce lawsuit, but according to the laws of the Song Dynasty, a wife who sues her husband will be sentenced to three years in prison."
Li Qingzhao snorted coldly and raised his eyebrows, looking very dissatisfied.
Nowadays, people in the Song Dynasty have not yet accepted the poison of Neo-Confucianism, and the Song Dynasty has a lot of legacy from the Han and Tang Dynasties. It is common for women to be widowed and remarry.
Yang Lin thought in his mind that with her temperament, it would be abnormal not to remarry. It seems that the second marriage of a talented woman is not as harmonious as the first marriage, and she has to go to court and file for divorce so seriously.
He pondered for a moment and said: "Li Qianban is an official of the Department of Culture and Education, so this status should be the first priority, and the relationship between husband and wife comes second. Then this matter is to report a colleague, what crime can be said."
Li Qingzhao smiled and said: "Young Zai has a distinguished reputation and is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He is better than the governor of Kaifeng."
Yang Lin glared at her angrily and said: "How unbecoming it is for a street officer to be imprisoned. Although Li Qianban is a female official, she is also a serious official of the Song Dynasty. Go back and tell Jia Fuyin that you will do things differently in the future."
Just think it over carefully.”
The people in Kaifeng Mansion were obedient and exited the wine shop. Yang Lin pointed to the side and said, "Sit down!"
Li Qingzhao felt so embarrassed and couldn't save his face, so he said angrily: "Thank you very much for this, but I'm sorry."
Seeing her miserable look, Yang Lin felt a little unhappy and thought about finding something to do for her to avoid trouble again.
He pondered for a moment, knocked on the table, and said: "I intend to open an epigraphy museum in Bianliang. If you are willing, you can do it."
When I heard that I had lost such a big person, I still wanted to be promoted, and the name Jinshi Pavilion sounded like something I was interested in.
Li Qingzhao raised his head and asked: "Young Master, what is the Jinshi Museum?"
"Open a government office at Yanqing Temple in Bianliang. I am willing to donate the gold and stone cultural relics hidden in my house for the people of the world to appreciate. You will be responsible for finding a few people who are knowledgeable in this field and responsible for repairs and maintenance.
Save, how about this position?”
This was simply tailor-made for him. Li Qingzhao raised his eyebrows with joy and said, "Young Master is so generous, which makes people admire him very much."
Yang Lin smiled. He didn't know how to keep it. It would be a pity if those eternal masterpieces in the house were left in the house and got damaged. With his current status, he didn't need these things to increase the financial resources of the house. If he wanted to
, the wealth of the entire empire can be obtained by oneself.
Li Qingzhao is an expert in this field. She once tried every means to borrow rare books and secret books collected by the imperial palace through relatives and friends, "trying her best to pass them on, and I feel the taste and can't help myself." When she met famous people's calligraphy and paintings, and rare artifacts from three generations, she
Not even hesitating to "take off his clothes and trade".
It would be perfect to open a cultural relics museum in Bianliang and let her be the director.
Moreover, I have many masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages. Many people in the world dream of taking a look at them but cannot. Why not take them out so that everyone can see the literary talents of our ancestors.
He met Yang Lin not long ago, and he saved himself several times when he showed up. Li Qingzhao was also a little grateful, and he was in a good mood at this time. He had long forgotten his previous unhappiness in Java, and praised Yang Lin lavishly in his words.
Yang Lin secretly laughed in his heart, every one of these talented men and women who have left their names in the ages is such a person with such a temperament.
If he had this kind of temperament, he would not be able to write those poems. He is free and unrestrained, as willful as a child.
He stood up and said with a smile: "If you walk back like this, you will inevitably be criticized again. I will ask my personal guards to take you back home in a carriage. From now on, if you do the lifting of the epigraphy and stone hall, you must take good care of it and repair it diligently."
, it’s better if you don’t go on a business trip.”
Li Qingzhao smiled and said: "Don't worry, Young Master, Yi Xiaguan will definitely fulfill his mission."
Look at her looking so cheerful, not at all miserable and helpless as she was when she came in.
Yang Lin chuckled, walked out with his hands behind his back, and asked Lu Qian for a horse, asking him to send someone to take Li Qingzhao back home in a carriage.