The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Yang Tianning jumped up and down on the side, enlivening the atmosphere and introducing each other, Yang Lin's fingers curled slightly, and pulled him to his side.

The child in front of him has grown into a teenager, and in a few years, he will probably be about the same height as himself.

The monkey-like Yang Tianning didn't move at all, letting Yang Lin stroke his hair.

"Although you are more mature than the average peers, after all, you have not yet grown up. In the future, don't be brave in doing things, and make sure to protect yourself. If you can't do something once, you have to do it several times, or change the method, and don't force yourself. Hold on hard.

You all have your own strengths, and you are all better than the average peers. The foster father can't keep you all by his side.The young eagles are trapped in the cage, and the ones raised early are no different from chickens and ducks. A man should have high ambitions since he was a child.

Of the four of you, you are the one who is the least worrying, but the foster father also values ​​you the most, and you are also the most capable of protecting your brothers.

This time I went to Dali, I was not with my adoptive father, I listened more to Fang Qifo when I encountered problems, and discussed with Tianren, Tianci, and Tian'an more.Tianci is weak, has the most stubborn temper, and is the most unwilling to admit defeat. You should take care of him and don't carelessly ignore the people around you.Among the brothers, the most important thing is to be united, help each other, and love each other, so that you can live up to the names given to you by your adoptive father. "

Yang Tianning remembered everything in his heart, didn't say anything, just smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Father, let's go."

Yang Lin waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, wait for news from Song Jiang at the border of Guangnan West Road, Dali will make a big move soon."

A small boat left leisurely, and a group of cubs from the Little Wolf Camp rushed to their next battlefield. Yin Muhong said from the side: "Young masters are good at raising children, and none of these foster sons are mediocre."

Yang Lin laughed lightly, a little proudly, and said casually, "It's still them who strive for success."

Yang Lin entered the cabin, and after a while there was a sound of footsteps outside, Fang Miaolian hesitated outside.

Yang Lin pushed open the door all at once, just in time to see her raising her hand to knock on the door, and said with a smile, "Come in and talk."

Fang Miaolian was coaxed by his rhetoric so that she hugged him and slept all night, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

When I was suspicious, a little girl in Suzhou Tongyuan boasted to the maids that her younger brother had captured the rebel general Fang Qifo.

Fang Qifo took great care of his mother and child along the way, Fang Miaolian decided to come to Yang Lin to intercede after thinking about it.

After entering the cabin, Yang Lin personally poured her a cup of tea, put his hand on the shoulders that were as smooth as a saint's knife, and said with a smile, "What do you want to see me for?"

Fang Miaolian's shoulders trembled, she wanted to escape and then remembered the purpose of today, she was grabbed by him several times, comforted herself, and said: "That Yang"

"Call me an officer." Yang Lin stared and said without doubt.

"Guanguanren, I want to ask you one thing."

When Yang Lin heard it, it was a good opportunity, no wonder he took the initiative to find him, and it was not a good time to subdue her if he wanted something from him, so he said kindly: "What's the matter?"

"That Fang Qifo, Dawo and Le'er, took good care of him along the way. I heard that he was arrested by..."

Yang Lin rolled his eyes, frowned and said: "This is very difficult. He is one of the main counter-generals in the civil unrest in the south of the Yangtze River. He once led 15 people to resist the heavenly soldiers. I don't agree. If you insist on keeping him, you are afraid of becoming a political opponent and being criticized."

Fang Miaolian was greatly disappointed, and knew that it was unrealistic to force Yang Lin to protect him, but she finally lost face and came to intercede, but she was still a little annoyed when she was rejected.

After fleeing together for so long, Fang Qifo never betrayed himself, nor did he have dirty thoughts. Most importantly, he was the only one who didn't despise him after he knew that his child was not the reincarnation of the so-called King Ming, but an official of the court. My own wife.

Thinking of this, Fang Miaolian's heart broke, she pursed her lips, and reluctantly said: "Is there a way for the official to save his life? As long as I can save his life, I... I will..."

The Great Saintess Fang spat out a few words like a mosquito, Yang Lin lowered his head and listened carefully, saying: "The officials didn't hear clearly, please speak up."

Fang Miaolian twisted her belt, wishing to get some water out, and said seldom, "I will serve you with all my heart."

Color flashed across Yang Lin's eyes, and his smile could hardly be concealed, so he quickly hugged her in his arms so as not to be discovered, and said softly: "Lian'er, it's rare for you to beg me once, even if I block and lose my official position, I won't let you down." Your wish must be fulfilled."

Fang Miaolian was finally convinced that she had a place in his heart, it was rare for her to put down her guard and hostility, put her soft cheek against his chest, and said coquettishly, "He's older than you, and he still calls him Lian'er."

Yang Lin gently caressed the jade back, his movements were gentle, and he thought to himself, it doesn't matter how old you are, I will let you call my father tonight.

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Dali, Song Jiang and others were fledglings and resorted to a trick that seemed absurd and ridiculous, but unexpectedly achieved a lot.

Avoiding the heavily fortified Dali defense line of Longshou Pass and Cangshan Erhai Lake, it turned other small tribes upside down.

In a country where many ethnic groups live together, there is no absolutely powerful clan, and the biggest hidden danger is that there will be people who are alienated from morality.

Those who receive insufficient benefits are fine on weekdays, but once there are foreign enemies, it is very easy to surrender to them.

The Wuman tribes were suppressed by the Bai tribe. As soon as the Song army arrived, they won consecutive battles and many people surrendered happily.

These leading parties acted as the vanguard of destroying Dali, leading the Song army to gallop across the Yunnan-Guizhou area, showing off their might.

Song Jiang and Wang Chaoli swept across the northwest of Dali Kingdom at an astonishing speed.Soon, Sichuan soldiers from the West Route Army also arrived one after another, and the troops from the Chengdu government gradually approached the army, and they were about to complete their last rendezvous in Dali.

Only then did Gao Taiming give up the idea of ​​fighting to the death with the Song army in Cangshan Mountain, and led the elite Bai soldiers from Dali to the battle.

Yangjubaa City, the capital of Dali behind Longshou Pass, has become an empty city, in which there is a bullied Dali Emperor Duan Zhengchun and the complete Dali royal family.

What's more terrible is that in the mountains on the side of the capital, there is also an elite soldier of the Song army.

Chapter 2 eighteen

In July of Yunnan and Guizhou, there is continuous heavy rain.

In the camp of the Song Army, Song Jiang Chaoli and dozens of surrendered Dali lords gathered in the central army camp to discuss how to deal with Gao Taiming's army.

After a few months of fighting, the Song army's momentum was like a rainbow. The main reason was that if the general had the help of a god, their morale would explode.

Where there is an ambush and where it is easy to break through, it is within the expectation of the general.

When encountering such a thing in this era, it is inevitable that it will be mythical and spread.

The morale of the Song army is only getting stronger day by day. Now that Dali is coming to a decisive battle, the coaches are a little worried, but the soldiers at the bottom are looking forward to it.

In the foothills on the side of Cangshan Mountain in Dali, there are few people all the year round, and the moss is covered with cliffs.

Unshaven military men moved forward cautiously. They had been drilling into the mountain for a month.

Along the way, there were dozens of people who fell off the cliff, their bodies were smashed to pieces, and it was just nonsense to restrain the bones and bring them back to their hometown.

Finally climbed over a steep wall, Han Shizhong leaned on a stone, panting heavily.

Suddenly a sharp arrow grazed his cheek and hit the stone behind him. Han Shizhong was furious and cursed at Hu Yantong in the distance: "Thieves, you want your grandfather's life?"

Hu Yantong laughed and said, "My son, if I don't shoot you, you've already been poisoned to death."

Han Shizhong looked back and saw a snake with a black letter was shot to death on the stone. He cursed bad luck, and said: "Fucking hell, this kind of long insect walks around people when it hears noise in the north. Why are the birds and snakes here not afraid of people?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I've already seen that the big tree in front has been cut down, it must be a woodcutter who went up the mountain to cut firewood, probably not far from Yangyiba City."

Everyone rejoiced, Han Shizhong cut open the poisonous snake, took out the snake gall and ate it with wine, saying: "You said that we entered Yangyiba City and destroyed Dali with our own hands. We captured Xingqing Mansion a few days ago, and now If we take down the city of Yangyibaa again, it will be difficult for us not to get promoted and get rich!"

The 1000 Western troops who came to Bianliang to present their victory were all elites, and these [-] people were the best of the best.

The group of people were quite courageous, and they discussed as they walked: "Let's observe the movement in the lower city first. If there is a chance, the credit will be on the lips, and it will not be for nothing."