At the beginning of the new year, it is covered with snow, and a heavy snowfall inside and outside Bianliang brings a lot of new year flavor.
The bells and drums rang together, and all the officials retreated. Yang Lin waited under the pillars of a pavilion for all the civil and military officials to exit. The emperor's guard of honor walked to the back hall. He did not move until the yellow umbrella cover was no longer visible.
Continue walking towards the nave.
After showing his waist card, the guards took him to the palace. Zhao Ji was very close to his ministers, especially such close ministers.
After seeing Yang Lin, he smiled and asked someone to bring him over and asked, "What's the matter with Yang Qing?"
Yang Lin clasped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, in the past during the Lantern Festival, Bianliang was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the people gathered for the new year. Now that the Holy Emperor is on the throne, can we have fun with the people? I intend to build a group of jade towers in Bianliang City. Please, Your Majesty.
Climb the tower on the Lantern Festival and receive the respect of all people."
When Zhao Ji heard this, he was overjoyed. This idea was once again in line with his wishes, so he smiled and said, "Such a tall building must cost a lot of money, right?"
Yang Lin patted his chest and said, "It is the duty of a minister to share His Majesty's worries. I am willing to go bankrupt and invest in building this building for Your Majesty."
"Okay! Ai Qing is indeed a loyal minister. I have Yang Qing, just like Lu Wang from Zhou Dynasty and Zhang Liang from Han Dynasty."
Yang Lin rolled his eyes, with a hint of worry between his eyebrows, and said: "Your Majesty, I and the Taoist priest of Yanqing Temple have chosen a place to build a building based on the feng shui. I hope your Majesty will give me the power to move these residents. I am willing
Provide money to support them.”
"Accurate!"——
The Long Live Battalion came out in full force, and under the leadership of Yang Lin, headed straight for the Prince Consort's Mansion.
Lu Wang stepped forward, raised two iron fists, and banged on the door. The door inside was too frightened to open the door.
Yang Lin raised his voice and shouted: "If you don't open the door again, we will set fire to the house."
As soon as he finished speaking, a torch was thrown in from the outside, which frightened the people in Pan's house and was at a loss. The leader shouted: "Go and invite the consort!"
Finally, the latch of the gate was lifted, and a group of strong men from the Long Live Battalion filed in.
After a while, Pan Yi became angry and drove out with a group of family generals, and said angrily: "Who took the courage of a leopard and came to Pan's house to cause trouble? This is the first time since the founding of the Song Dynasty.
I want to see Yang Lin?"
Yang Lin was wearing a Taoist robe, and with a group of young Taoist priests behind him, he announced with a smile: "The Infinite Heavenly Lord is none other than the Great Immortal Chiyang."
When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. This Yang Lin almost made him angry to death. Now that his body has not recovered, Pan Yi suppressed his anger and asked: "What are you doing here?"
Yang Lin pointed to the east wall and said, "Write it here."
Behind them were the soldiers of Long Live Camp. Three people stepped forward, carrying wooden buckets and brushes, and wrote a big word "Demolish" on the wall and circled it.
Pan Yi was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Yang Lin and said: "Young man named Yang, don't bully others too much!"
Yang Lin smiled and said: "Congratulations, Prince Consort Pan, your house is fortunate enough to be selected as the address of His Majesty's "Qunyu Building". You can move. I really envy the Prince Consort Pan for being able to make such a contribution to His Majesty. No one else can ask for it."
, if it were me, I would have happily demolished the house and built a building for His Majesty."
Pan Yi had just regained his health and was once again vomiting blood. He calmed down and said, "Yang Lin, you are just avenging a personal vendetta. What basis do you have for saying that my house is suitable for building a building?"
Can an expert brag? Absolutely not.
Yang Lin looked up at the sky, with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, looking like an immortal.
The little Taoist priests behind him all praised loudly: "Chiyang Immortal, your magic power is boundless."
"Uncle Chiyang Master is the Wenqu star in the sky who has descended to earth. He is just a master of Feng Shui. He is just picking things up."
"My uncle is a scholar of heaven and man, and his teachings are profound, which cannot be understood by ordinary people."
Pan Yi's family general, who was also a senior general in the Forbidden Army, couldn't stand it anymore and came out and shouted: "Where are you these bunch of sycophants? If you have sense, get out of here, otherwise, under my fists, I won't know what kind of bullshit sheep-eating immortal you are."
These little Taoist priests were ordered by Yang Lin when they came to be as arrogant as possible. When they heard this, they pointed at him and cursed:
"Where did you come from, you're such a bitch, spouting shit all over your mouth."
"You were raised by a little maid, so uneducated!"
"You dare to be rude to Chi Yangzi. You are simply tired of living. Be careful that your ancestral grave becomes a pheasant's nest."
Yang Lin raised his hand and pressed it down, and the scolding stopped abruptly. It was indeed a well-trained response.
"Everyone, please stop saying a few words, Pan Yi, what's the matter, you just refuse to move for His Majesty. I know you are reluctant to leave this house, so let's do this, I am not a grudge person, this hundred taels of silver is my personal sponsorship for you
Yes, let’s use it to rebuild a house.”
As soon as Yang Lin finished speaking, Lu Wang threw out a package and threw it on the ground. Yang Lin said with a smile: "Hey, come and get it."
A corner of the package was accidentally exposed, which was full of gravel. Yang Lin was embarrassed for a while, and just as he was about to turn around and scold Pan Yi, he helped him out.
"Yang Lin, you bullied me too much today. We, the Pan family, are the founding fathers of the country, and we live together with the country. I will beat you, the son of a merchant, to death first, and then I will go to His Majesty to argue with you."
After saying this, the generals who had long been unable to bear it, swarmed forward and started fighting with the people from the Long Live Camp.
The Pan family is a family of forbidden soldiers, and the private soldiers raised in his family are indeed not weak in combat capability.
The two sides were of equal numbers, and the fight was inextricable, with no distinction between superior and inferior.
"Everyone, please stop it!"
Princess Xu, wearing a colorful palace dress, her head full of pearls and green phoenix eyes with angry eyes, stood on a high place and gave a sweet scolding.
After all, she is a noble lady from Tianhuang, and she bleeds the blood of the royal family. When she said this, everyone below her gradually stopped.
After Pan Yi saw it, he went over and said, "Princess, why did you come out in person? I can handle these clowns."
The eldest princess looked bitterly at Yang Lin, who was still pretending to be a god, and said: "If I don't come out, the house will be demolished, Yang Shaozai! My consort and you have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent times. Why are we so hard at work? Could it be Shao Zai?"
, are you going to force us husband and wife to death?"
Yang Lin crossed his hands and clasped his fists and said: "Princess, these words have broken my heart. As ministers, we are nothing more than assisting Your Majesty and resolving problems for His Majesty. This is simply more important than eating and drinking water. If you don't eat, you won't be able to do it."
He will die immediately, but if I don't think about Your Majesty, I won't be able to survive for even a quarter of an hour."
"Now His Majesty wants to build a group of jade towers for the purpose of enjoying the Lantern Festival with the people. Having a king who loves the people like this is the luck of the people of Bianliang and all the people of the Song Dynasty. It is just a mere house, and you are unwilling to part with it.
Really, can't you really understand my determination to dedicate everything to His Majesty?"
"Hey, people from Weisi, who am I going to return to?"