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Chapter 89 Plan ahead

With a bang, Yang Lin dropped the tea cup on the table to the ground. This sudden change made Ning'er tremble all over.

Seeing Yang Lin's brows furrowed, Ning'er stood there aggrievedly, biting her lip and almost bleeding, and whined: "I haven't been here for a few months, and when I come here I lose my temper like this. If Da Lang dislikes Ning'er,

, why not sell Ning'er to Xin Huan to free up the Changle Building. Wherever Ning'er goes, she always thinks of Dalang's benefits, burns incense for you, prays to Buddha, and asks King Ming to bless you for your health."

When Yang Lin heard what she said, it was clear that she was talking about Manichaean teachings, and he was so angry that he trembled all over. This little girl was trying to kill him.

The little maid who was sweeping the floor outside suddenly woke up when she heard the noise inside, and came in with a broom in hand, looking like she was loyal to her master.

After seeing that it was Yang Lin, the little maid named Rourou stuck out her tongue and lowered her head as if to sweep up the broken cup.

"Get out!"

The little maid Rourou felt relieved and quickly turned around to run away. Yang Lin shouted: "Leave the broom."

Ning'er's face changed drastically, and the little maid was also very frightened. She took one look at the young lady's delicate buttocks, then looked at the thick broom in her hand, and she took the courage to hold the broom and ran away.

Yang Lin was so angry that he laughed and cursed: "Bullshit."

When Ning'er saw that he was serious about it, she quickly wiped her tears, stepped forward and hugged Yang Lin's arm, and said with a sad smile on her face: "Da Lang, what's wrong? You lost your temper without telling me."

Manichaeism is also called Mingjiao. A few years later, there was Fang La in the south of the Yangtze River. It was this Manichae leader. Under this banner, he summoned people to rebel, using Manichaeism's "two sects" (light and dark) and "three realms" (

Past, present, future) theory, launched an uprising in Muzhou Bangyuan.

This thing has the same origin as the later White Lotus Sect, and it is a hidden disease that brings disaster to the world. Countless people rebelled under this banner.

This sect had developed quite rapidly in the late Northern Song Dynasty. Unexpectedly, it had penetrated into everyone around me.

Yang Lin sighed, held Ning'er's chin, and said, "If I don't come today, you might kill me. This Manichaean cult will rebel sooner or later, and there are already signs of it."

Ning'er was scared out of her mind. In her eyes, rebellion was simply too terrifying.

Yang Lin asked her carefully about Aunt Wang.

"A few days ago, Da Lang went out to Beijing and did not set foot in his comfort zone when he came back. The slave was a little frightened and could not sleep well all day. When Aunt Wang saw him occasionally, she said that the slave was possessed by an evil spirit and gave him a bunch of incense.

I lit it when I went to bed, and I fell asleep peacefully. I accidentally believed her words."

Ning'er was terrified, fearing that she had become a traitor, and her tears were hanging down like beads on a broken thread, "I would rather die... than bring Da Lang down."

Yang Lin touched her bun and sighed: "I was careless. Now find someone to go to the house and ask Lu Wang to see me. I will arrange a few guards from the Long Live Battalion for you to guard against others.

Come in, and nothing like this will happen again. I'll be staying with you these days, so you don't have to be afraid, I'll take care of everything."

Ning'er didn't expect that he was so easy to talk to today, and he was also thinking about herself. She quickly wiped away a few tears and stepped forward to pinch her shoulders diligently.

Yang Lin felt a sense of comfort on his shoulders, squinted his eyes and thought a lot, and murmured: "Jiangnan La"

Fang La's rebellion this time will have serious consequences. If it can be avoided in advance, it will be a great thing.

Six prefectures and fifty-two counties were destroyed, and two million civilians were killed. The women who were plundered escaped from the thieves' holes, and were hanged naked in the forest for more than a hundred miles.

This war indeed caused an unprecedented disaster to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. The most prosperous southeastern area in the Song Dynasty was riddled with holes, countless fertile fields were turned into wilderness, and the prosperous commercial cities were also devoured into fragments in the war.

The ruins and heavy damage to the economic center greatly affected the tax revenue of the Song Dynasty.

This also gave the golden dog in the north a signal that the Song people were weak and had constant civil strife and could be attacked. The problems of the Song Dynasty's bloated establishment were all revealed to the world.

Now that I have taken care of Hua Shi Gang, a lot of the harm to Jiangnan has been eliminated. There are not so many people who can't survive. Fangla's uprising this time should not be so violent.

Just as he was thinking about it, Liu Qingshui's iconic voice sounded from downstairs. Yang Lin touched Ning'er's Rou Yi and said, "Go and tell the kitchen to prepare a table of food and wine. You can accompany me and Brother Shui to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival."

After saying that, he got up and went downstairs. Liu Qingguo actually carried a pot of old wine. Yang Lin took it and opened the lid, and a mellow aroma hit his nostrils.

Looking at his intoxicated expression, Liu Qingshui smiled proudly and said: "How about it, I didn't lie to you, this is the best wine in our family. If my father knew, I brought this wine for you to drink,

It has to cause a huge commotion."

Yang Lin praised him for his loyalty and even stole his sister's daughter Hong to drink for him. It was really not in vain that he made this friend.

After a while, Ning'er dressed up and came out in decent clothes. After saying hello to Liu Qingshui, she sat next to Yang Lin and poured wine and dishes.

Yang Lin took a bite of food and told Liu Qingshui about Manichaeism. The latter frowned and said: "Dalang, there are many people in Bianliang who believe in this. What miraculous things were preached by King Ming? They really

Will they rebel?"

Yang Lin snorted softly and said: "This is an opportunity. You can send people to Jiangnan to collect evidence. Rebellion, without more than ten years of preparation, who would dare to do anything wrong? These people must be doing something strange in Jiangnan now. If

Isn't it a great achievement to be detected by the Imperial City Department in advance?"

Liu Qingshui thought for a while and said: "Okay, I believe in Dalang, and I will arrange for someone to go to Jiangnan tomorrow."

After three rounds of drinking, Liu Qingshui felt dizzy and wanted to ride home, but Yang Lin sent someone to take him back.

Yang Lin touched the wine jar and said, "Seal this jar of wine for me. I will taste it carefully when I have time."

Ning'er asked curiously: "What kind of good wine is this that makes Dalang miss it so much?"

"Hehe." Yang Lin slapped her on the buttocks, and then remembered the various charms of Little Concubine Liu, and said: "This is called beauty like jade and wine like Mian."——

In Liang Shicheng's house, there are many nobles and nobles, and their crimson robes are like clouds. The Liang family celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

There was constant laughter at the banquet. Wang Fu raised his glass and said with a smile: "When Yang Lin asked for an official position, he went straight to the deputy privy envoy. This has become the number one joke in the officialdom of the Song Dynasty for a hundred years. I really don't know what such a person is.

How to become the number one scholar."

Gao Qiu picked up the handkerchief and wiped his lips, and said with lingering fear: "I saw that the officials didn't refuse outright that day. They always felt that this matter was dangerous. That Yang Lin was simply a disaster. He was really embarrassed.

You can't tell what will happen if you enter my Privy Council."

Liang Shicheng's face was gloomy, and he said with a flick of his eyelids: "Didn't you notice that he has been making constant moves in the past few days and has regained the favor of the officials. Our family told Jushi Li that day to let her expose the Mizhou Shipping Company in front of the officials.

In the farce of suppressing bandits, Jushi Li panicked and drove our family out. I think it is probably Yang Lin who did something to her. Wang Fu, send someone to investigate after you go back."

Wang Fu's eyes moved and he said: "My dear father, my son has another idea to get Yang Lin out of Bianliang."


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