After this ridiculous banquet, it was already getting late, and Yang Lin was not in a good mood, so he took eight of his family members for a walk on the streets of Bianliang to relax.
The emperor was so absurd, and Wang Fu and others were so proficient in flattery, that I could not waste all my limited time on fighting with them.
But the hatred between each other is too deep. If you don't defeat them, they will definitely be attacked by these people. Just like the three shipping companies that were lost earlier, it will be a big blow to yourself.
The scenery in the wells of Bianliang City is also different from other places. Small brokers pushing carts and carrying burdens, folk artists making clay figurines, and martial arts performers on the streets can all make a living in the bustling city.
As they walked, it was already sunset. Yang Lin looked around and believed that he had arrived at the bank of the Bian River.
"Now that I'm here, I won't go back home. I'll sleep in my cozy home tonight."
Yang Lin gave the order, and the eight generals followed him to Changle Tower. As expected, there were already people guarding him when they arrived in front of the building.
After Yang Lin went in, he tied the horse downstairs and was led to the stables. He strode up to Changle Building. There were already candles in the room. When he opened the door and walked in, he saw Ning'er and several maids sitting at the same table.
Meal.
In ordinary households, maids are not allowed to serve at the table. Ning'er has a lazy temperament and is not a competitive person. She is also kind-hearted, so she usually eats with the maids in the room.
When everyone saw Yang Lin coming in, they all stood up and saluted. Ning'er was filled with joy and her eyes were filled with joy. She stepped forward to help him take off his official uniform. She smiled sweetly and said, "Why is the big man here without saying a word in advance?"
Yang Lin would definitely not say that he just wandered around here and decided to stay here overnight. He held Ning'er in his arms with the maids guarding the room, raised his chin and said, "Of course I miss you.
I told you in advance that you have to be busy, so I might as well give you a surprise."
The phoenix candle illuminates the beaded shoes, which represents the beauty under the lamp, and she looks even more charming and charming, especially the thick phoenix bun, lightly swept eyebrows, cherry mouth, and willow waist.
Ning'er was so flustered by him that she murmured: "Dalang hasn't eaten yet, Rourou, go to the kitchen and heat up the food."
Yang Lin smiled and said: "I came back with a full belly of wine and food in the palace. You can continue to eat your food and don't worry about me."
Even so, several maids still offered fragrant tea and diligently spread the bedding.
Ning'er personally brought a basin of hot water, helped him remove his shoes and socks, and squatted on the ground to wash his feet.
Yang Lin snorted comfortably, touched her hair, and said with a smile: "I am planning to close Changle Tower in the past few days. You have earned enough fame. It is time to leave a legend of a talented woman to Bianliang and disappear.
Gone."
Ning'er was filled with surprise, raised her head, and asked charmingly: "Is what Dalang said true?"
Yang Lin took out his feet and didn't need to wipe them with Ning'er. He just rubbed them on her body a few times and said, "I'll start cleaning up tomorrow. I'll find someone to help you move to Zhaode."
Go to the workshop."
Ning'er was finally able to return to the Yang Mansion. She was grateful and tried her best to welcome him back. The two of them stayed up until midnight and fell asleep exhausted.
Near the fourth watch, Yang Lin was suddenly woken up. A red candle on the table had long since burned out and was about to burn out at this time. The light was extremely weak. Just as Yang Lin was about to ask questions, Ning'er had already whispered: "Da Lang, there is someone here."
Knocking on the door, it sounded like a guard at the front door."
Yang Lin got up and put on a big cloak, went downstairs, walked out of the inner courtyard, and saw a man waiting anxiously outside.
Yang Lin stepped forward to take a look, frowned and said: "Hua Rong, why are you like this? Why are you so anxious to see me?"
Hua Rong ran all the way, changing horses, and finally arrived at Bianliang. His tired lips were dry and white, and he looked haggard.
Half a month has passed since Yang Tong and the others killed people on the river. Hua Rong didn't know what the current situation was, so he could only tell what he knew exactly.
After hearing this, Yang Lin was stunned and said: "Liangzhe Road has been turned into this state by these two thieves. Are there no local officials to take care of it?"
After saying that, Yang Lin suddenly came over and found that these two people were recommended by Cai Jing and Liang Shicheng.
Cai and Liang, one is the serious chief prime minister, and the other is known as the hidden prime minister of the Song Dynasty. Even if they want to complain, they have no way to make a complaint.
I'm afraid that before the memorial of complaint has reached the emperor's eyes, the edict of dismissal has been issued.
Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Hua Rong asked anxiously: "Tiji, what should I do about this matter?"
Yang Lin woke up from his meditation and said: "I killed a few thieving birds. It doesn't matter. Song Jiang should have settled things by now. Although Zhu Meng is domineering on the Liangzhe Road, he is not a stupid bird and dare not follow me.
Be against."
Such a big thing as killing an official was actually treated so lightly in Tiju's words. Hua Rong was startled for a moment, and then he said joyfully: "In that case, I feel relieved. Not to mention how worried I have been along the way, I want to take a good nap."
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Yang Lin was amused by his straightforward nature. I don’t know why the Hua Rong in Water Margin was so inconsistent with the prototype. I guess it was Shi Naian’s preference for this character.
Yang Lin waved his hand and said: "In this outer courtyard, arrange a place for Hua Rong to live, and take him to have a good meal tomorrow."
The generals of Long Live Camp nodded in agreement and took Hua Rong out to sleep, leaving Yang Lin completely sleepless.
The situation in Jiangnan was so unbearable. It was originally a good thing that I discovered the hidden dangers of Manichaeism in advance, but I didn't expect that these two traitors turned into a disaster.
Under heavy pressure, will Fang La's uprising break out early? It is not Fang La who is in charge. Can this uprising that shakes the foundation of the Northern Song Dynasty be stopped?
Jiangnan is prosperous, and Liangzhe Road is especially prosperous. If it is destroyed by an internal fight, Yang Lin does not want to see it.
In any case, the current enemy is in the north. It is not the rotten and dying Khitan, but a group of orcs in the white mountains and black waters.
These people have evolved into human bodies and faces, but they still don't have the heart that humans should have. Thinking of the ridiculous monarchs and ministers in the palace today, Yang Lin suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.
I originally thought that Jingkang would still have some time to go, but now I realize that my previous thinking was completely wrong. The freezing of three feet did not occur in a day, and the disaster in Jingkang was not caused by that year.
This was the inevitable result of the corruption of the government in the late Northern Song Dynasty when Wen Tian and Wu were active.
If we want to avoid this disaster, we cannot wait until the Jingkang period, and even starting now is too late.
A gust of cold wind blew into the living room and poured into his body from his neck. Yang Lin shivered, tightened his clothes, and said to himself: "I have to hurry up and start seizing power. Some methods have to be used.