The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

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With a snap, Li Yunniang clutched her fat buttocks, crying out in pain.

Yang Lin scolded with a smile: "The little prostitute didn't talk about it long ago, call her in quickly, it's probably Duan Miaozhen."

In the living room, Duan Miaozhen's hands were twisted together, her face was very anxious, it could be seen that she was preoccupied.

Dali Duan's family's hopes are pinned on her, a young girl.

She couldn't forget her hippie smiling face, the one of her father who was absurd and ridiculous all day long, crying heartbroken in private, holding her hand, and kept urging.

The royal family in Dali was in decline, and was bullied by the Gao family all the year round. Many emperors were forced to become Buddhist monks in temples.

Although she has half of the Gao family's blood, she has always regarded herself as a member of the Duan family, and she feels that it is her duty to revitalize the Duan family.

Now the opportunity is at hand. After Da Song inquired, everyone knew that Yang Shaozai was the closest courtier around Emperor Zhao Song.

Thinking of Yang Lin's frivolity in the restaurant a few days ago, her cheeks were like ripe apples, full of hatred and shame.

When Duan Miaozhen was thinking wildly, a beautiful woman in front came over with a lantern and said: "Miss, please follow me."

The corridor of Yang Mansion is not very far away, but Duan Miaozhen feels as if she has walked a hundred and eight thousand miles along the way, her legs are limp and her feet are limp.

A room with burning candles is particularly eye-catching at night. The shadowy figure is her nightmare and her savior.

How much Duan Miaozhen hoped that this man would be a righteous and noble gentleman, and when he heard about the royal family's experience in his own country, he would be indignant and ask for help.

In that case, what grievances do you have if you commit yourself to him?

After entering the room, Yang Lin didn't get up, and even lost the basic respect.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the princess in front of him. He visited a man alone in the middle of the night, and her thoughts were very clear.

In order to deceive others, or to deceive oneself and others, Duan Miaozhen wore a black cloak and cloak, which wrapped her exquisite and graceful body very tightly.

Yang Lin smiled and said, "Who is this girl? Why can't I see clearly?"

Duan Miaozhen untied the tie under her chin, and the cloak and cloak fell to the ground, and the princess's clothes were still worn inside.

"Princess Duan Miaozhen of Dali, a small country in Fanbang, met Yang Shaozai."

Yang Lin quickly stood up, and said with a smile, "So it's Her Royal Highness, why don't you visit late at night?"

"Young Zai, as I said earlier, I don't know how the Holy Emperor will respond. Miaozhen is very anxious, so I came here boldly, and I hope Shao Zai will forgive me."

Yang Lin stepped forward, held her hand, and said: "Oh, how dare you bother the princess to come in person, and send someone to say something. If I am not Baba, I will go to the Li Hotel to clear up your Highness's doubts."

Duan Miaozhen still felt like getting an electric shock, but she tried her best not to pull it back, but the big hand on Rou Yi was a bit aggressive, and it was very thin when it was gently squeezed and slowly twisted.

Yang Lin said with a smile: "Princess, I don't know. Dali Kingdom has been able to stand in the southwest for 200 years. .”

Duan Miaozhen withdrew her hand, took three steps back, raised her head with a determined face, and said: "As long as the young master is willing to persuade the Holy Emperor to send troops, Miaozhen guarantees that the soldiers of the Song Dynasty will be able to drive straight in."

"Is it so simple to drive straight in?" Yang Lin stroked his chin and read out the words emphatically.

Duan Miaozhen closed her eyes, tears rolled down, she suddenly stretched out her hand to untie the tassel, and the soft brocade slipped off her body.

Turning around, with the help of the light, Yang Lin was surprised to find that on her jade back was a map of mountains, rivers, geography and hidden soldiers!

"The fortress of Dali has been fortified for a hundred years, and it is all in this map. These places are guarded by different tribesmen. Even if they want to change, they have no choice. With this map, the Song army in Dali will be like walking on the ground.

Miaozhen dedicates this picture to Shaozai tonight. "

Yang Lin let out a long breath, sitting at home, and the power came from the sky.

This battle in the Southwest has already been won before it is fought

The small country of Dali Quer has lost the advantage of the difficult terrain and the ambush of Tibetan soldiers. What can it do to resist the invincible Song army in foot combat.

"This is the mountains and rivers of Dali. I want to gallop freely among the mountains and rivers of Dali!"

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Chapter 2 Layout Southwest

Great Song and Khitan have been a pair of old enemies since the founding of the country.

The sixteen prefectures of Yanyun are the barrier to the north of the Central Plains. After losing it, Huma went south all the way smoothly.

Liao people's iron cavalry stepped into the Song Dynasty, crossed the Hebei roads that stretched across the Pingchuan River, and reached the city of Bianliang, which once became a nightmare for the people of the Song Dynasty.

For this reason, the Song Dynasty had to spend huge sums of money on various roads in Hebei, digging ditches and rivers, and planting rows of towering trees, in order to restrict the Liao people's iron horses from galloping.

Later, with the rise of Xixia, Song Ting shifted the focus of defense to the northwest, and the Khitan people were even more unscrupulous.

Although they hold old coins every year and enjoy the mutual market according to the covenant, they still often hunt grass at the border, and their blood and debts are heavy.

Da Song could only pinch his nose, pretend to be deaf and dumb, and deceive himself and others.

Now the Great Song Dynasty wiped out Xixia in one go, and got the coveted horse breeding land, as well as the business roads in the Western Regions.

It is conceivable that the already wealthy Song Dynasty will become even richer, and the shortcomings of the cavalry will soon be made up by the sources of soldiers and horses from the northwest armies.

The Khitan envoy was put aside, Xiao Baoxian was directly dismissed from Lin Ya's position, and this time it was the Khitan clan Yelu Dashi who came.

Yelu Dashi is the number one scholar in Khitan's civil and military disciplines, the eighth grandson of the founding emperor of Khitan Yelu Abaoji, and he has already achieved the position of Lin Ya at a young age.

When the Khitan mission arrived in Bianliang, unlike Xiao Baoxian last time, this time Yelu Dashi had just arrived in Bianliang, and he directly forcibly demanded an audience with the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, asking for Princess Yelu Nanxian of Anqing.

Although Yelu Nanxian is just an ordinary clan of Khitan, temporarily added the title of princess to fool Xixia, but at this time, his status suddenly became important.

As long as she suffered any damage, it would be an excellent excuse for the Khitan people to gain the upper hand in the negotiation.

Yelu Dashi was young and very heroic, sitting in the hall with a stern face.

Yang Lin agreed with a smile that when the Western Army entered Bianjing, Princess Anqing could be returned intact.

Next, no matter what Yelu Dashi said, Yang Lin always smiled and said vague words without any nourishment.

It was nothing more than the long-lasting friendship between Song and Liao, and the choking Yelu Dashi couldn't even say a threat.

In the east of Bianliang City, Zhaodefang, Yangfu Flower Hall.

Today there were many horses and chariots parked outside the mansion, Yang Lin summoned a few confidants to prepare for the pacification of Dali.

This matter is still a secret between the court and China, and only a few people know about it, including Emperor Zhao Ji.