The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The so-called lust is just to give everyone a step and a way. In fact, Yang Lin has no shortage of women, just give a command, and a Qin Qingqing will be arranged on the bed.

Han Shizhong led him to the door mysteriously. A carriage that was as extravagant as he used in Bianliang was parked at the door. The pure white horse puffed out white gas from its nose and pawed its front hooves gracefully.

Yang Lin lifted the curtain of the car, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a pair of round eyes.

A young girl sat in the carriage and raised her face in surprise.Her eyes were round and wide, and her pupils could be clearly seen, and the black pupils were as agile as black mercury.

She held a hand stove cut into the shape of a piglet in her arms, and her curly eyelashes were thick and curled like a doll.

Yang Lin knew at a glance that he had seen this girl before. This girl's eyebrows were curved like a moon, her delicate features were inlaid like jewels, her cheeks were round, beautiful and a bit baby fat, making people want to pinch them at a glance.

The girl who was terrified at first suddenly smiled when she saw him and said, "Young officer, it's you!"

Yang Lin greeted her, sneered a few times, put down the curtain of the car with a cold face, and asked Han Shizhong angrily, "What's going on? Is this for me to drop by and help them bring people into Bianjing? I, Yang Lin , Inspector Sikong Shaozai, is he an escort?"

Before Han Shizhong opened his mouth, a corner of the car curtain was lifted, and the girl showed a round face that was so cute as to be criminally cute, and looked at them with interest through squinting her big round eyes.

Han Shizhong quietly tugged on Yang Lin's corner, and said, "Young Zai, this is the young daughter of an old businessman, an authentic daughter of a general, and it is the 'gift' presented to Shao Zai by the Western Army."

Yang Lin staggered and almost fell down the steps, with a brilliant expression on his face: "This, haha, old-fashioned husband, it's too shameful! This is still a child, this is only eleven or twelve"

Han Shizhong hurriedly said: "Hui Shaozai, Miss Zhong is just 12 years old this year."

"You go back and tell me that from now on, the affairs of the Western Army are my Yang Lin's affairs, and no one in the court can do anything!"

It seemed that the old man was full of sincerity, and he couldn't help but express it. He immediately told Han Shizhong: "The Western Army's rations have been delayed for three years. It is shameful. The Song Dynasty is rich and rich, and there is no shortage of money. The rest of the Khitan is given every year. It is enough to fill up the rations of the Western Army, after I go back, I will definitely tell His Majesty to make up the rations for three years!"

The food and salaries of the Western Army were earned by the generals in other ways.

Yang Lin is also a big hand, and with a wave of his hand, he can make up for three years. One can imagine what kind of support this move will gain.

If you defect to me, you must see the real benefits. This is Yang Lin's way of controlling you.

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The spring breeze is getting warmer, and the young branches are sprouting green buds.

A group of elite soldiers from the Long Live Battalion, guarding a carriage, moved forward slowly.

Yang Lin stood on the high hill beside the road, stretched out his hands to shade the sun, and looked at the continuous mountain road in the distance.

"Where did this go?"

Lu Wang replied: "Shao Zai, this is Jingshan Mountain, and turning over is Jingxi West Road."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a young girl jumped out of the carriage, skipped over and said, "Brother, Sister Qing Qing taught me to recite another poem." Zhong Taotao was eager to express, and she shook her head and recited impatiently as soon as she stood still Said: "The beauty rolls up the bead curtain, sits deeply and frowns. But seeing the wet tears, I don't know who I hate."

After the recitation, the girl Taotao held her cheeks in both hands, and the corners of her mouth curled up, like a little girl who had already been praised by an adult, blushing while secretly delighted.

Yang Lin comes from later generations, he is naturally more interesting than the people of this era, and it is very easy to play with children.After walking along the way for more than ten days, after getting along day and night, the two of them are already very close.

Yang Lin frowned and thought to himself: What kind of poetry does this little hoof teach? Did children learn it?

Turning his head to see Taotao's bright eyes full of longing, he still smiled and touched her little head, saying: "Taotao is so smart, she can learn it quickly."

This girl seems to have magical powers, and she can't be angry at all. No matter in appearance or personality, she is extremely cute.

A girl named Zhong Gui Nie, with a round face as bright as the morning glow, was very interested, pointing to the distance and said: "Brother, let's go there to play, shall we?"

If this was an ordinary person, Yang Lin would have scolded him long ago, and turned to Lu Wang, "Can you come out of Jingshan tonight?"

"As long as the car is light and simple, it's not a big problem."

Yang Lin nodded and said: "The team will go first, let's have a look at Jingshan, and then catch up with the horse."

Chapter 194

On the side of Jingshan Mountain is the Yellow River.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, listening to the rushing river, even though it is only late spring, there is a faint sound of thunder.

The ice and snow are gradually disappearing, and the flood season will soon follow. I don't know if the Yellow River will burst its embankment this year.

Harnessing the river is by no means a one-day effort. Fortunately, the Yellow River is like the current Song Dynasty. When it reaches the verge of collapse, there is still hope for healing.

The Chong family is a wealthy family with strict rules. Once the species is released, Guiyi is no longer bound, and her eyes are full of joy. She lay on the newly green turf, pressed it hard, and said with a smile: "Soft is good." It's comfortable." As he said that, he couldn't help rolling over.

Yang Lin frowned and pulled her up, and said with a stern face: "The mountain is full of bugs. After a while, they will get into your body, and you will become a rotten peach."

The little girl was startled, and quickly groped around, trying to catch the bugs on her body.

A girl of this age already knows how to guard against men and women, and she also has the instinctive shyness of a girl. There are so many people here, so she is embarrassed to drag Qin Qingqing aside.

Yang Lin chuckled, and just about to turn his head, he saw a group of yamen servants surrounded by a farmer by the river, pointing at the side of the river.

The people down the mountain also noticed them, pointing to this side and discussing a few words, the "farmer" was suddenly taken aback, and led the people up the mountain.

Walking closer, he said loudly, "Is Yang Shaozai on the mountain?"

Yang Lin stretched out his hand to signal the guards to let them come over, took a closer look, and said with a smile, "Zong Ze, what are you doing here?"

"Shao Zai, I congratulate Shao Zai for sweeping out Xixia and making an indelible contribution. The last time I followed Shao Zai to rule the river, I was promoted by Shao Zai, and now I have been promoted to Xiezhou Tongju."

Yang Lin pointed to a stone and said, "Come on, sit down and talk about it."

The two sat down on the ground and chatted freely. Zongze had a lot of plans, but he had no way to let the superiors know, so he took this opportunity to say quickly: "The national plan of governing the river is no small matter. We can do what we can. When you come down to understand the state, you can repair this section. If there is heavy rain last year, I am afraid that this section will be useless. There must be a river treatment on the scale of last year's slaughter, and the river disaster cannot be cured."

Yang Lin nodded, listening to the roaring river, said in a deep voice: "The river has been suffering for a long time. Although countless good fields have been irrigated, the number of people who die from the river every year is more than ten times that of the war."

Seeing Shao Zai's brows furrowed, Zong Ze said: "In my opinion, the management of the river requires a special government office, not limited to prefectures and counties, but all along the river to take overall responsibility, repair and reinforce all the year round, divert streams, dig canals, and salvage sediment , plant trees and solidify the soil.”

The problem of redundant officials in the yamen of the Song Dynasty was serious. Many officials just waited to die for nothing.

Yang Lin made a lot of sense when he heard it. Anyway, there are so many yamen with no work to do, so it's better to find something to arrange.

Looking up, Zongze in front of him was tall and tall, with a dark complexion and firm eyes.

Yang Lin smiled and said, "Zongze, if you set up the River Management Office and ask you to take the lead, can you afford it?"

Zong Ze didn't shirk, he smiled, cupped his fists and said, "I am willing to give it a try."

"There is no chance for you to try a national policy such as river management, so you just say you can do it?"

"Okay." Zong Ze didn't hesitate. He came from a farming family. When he was young, he followed his father and brother to farm and study. He thought that he was more likely to heal the Yellow River than the scholar-officials in the Manchu Dynasty.

Yang Lin nodded and said: "Okay, even if you have this confidence, then wait in Jiezhou. After I return to the court, I will speak to His Majesty. As long as I speak, the edict will come soon."

This is the benefit of the emperor's close ministers. Many capable officials have great abilities, and they are full of abilities. No one knows whether he is talented or not.It can only be a very faint hope, and only when you meet a king with the same interests as you can you show your ambitions.