The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

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Early the next morning, Yang Lin stared hard, but still had some headaches.

"Leave him alone, let him drink too much, let him cuddle with those seductive Khitan women."

A slightly angry soft voice rang in his ears.

When Yang Lin opened his eyes, it was Baozhu, Zhe Huanxiang's maid, twisting a hot towel for herself.

Zhe Huanxiang was on the side, pouting her mouth fiercely, Yang Lin rubbed her eyes, pulled her into her arms with a smile, and cursed: "You little bastard, dare to speak ill of me while I'm drunk."

Zhe Huanxiang rolled his eyes at him, and spat: "Just you, who told you to dance swords in the hall yesterday with your shirt off."

"Really?" Yang Lin was a little confused. In order to get acquainted with Yelu Yanxi, he drank too much yesterday and couldn't remember many things.

Zhe Huanxiang blushed and scolded: "That emperor is even more shameless, let the dancers lie on the ground, and he swims on their bodies."

"Hahaha, after all, he is a faint king, even when he is drunk, he knows how to play better than me."

Looking outside, it turned out to be dawn, this is really a life of a foolish king, Yang Lin hurriedly jumped up from the bed.

"Why are you still standing there stupidly! Bring the water and rinse your mouth for me!"

The six-character maidservants acted quickly. The few days in Yunzhou were the most important.

When several maidservants were helping him comb his hair, Yang Lin thought in his heart that after a few days of getting started, the next thing will be easy to handle.

Now it seems that Yelu Yanxi is hopeless, don't let him enjoy himself for a day, expecting him to rise up, it's just a dream.

The next step is to sign the covenant with Khitan, and the soldiers will overwhelm the land of Youyan, because by then it will already be the land of Song Dynasty in name.

No matter how stupid Yelu Yanxi was, he was also the emperor of Khitan, and the treaty he signed with himself was absolutely valid.

At that time, I will go to fight the Khitan people myself, drive them out of Youyan, and even have Liao soldiers outside to help.Yelu Chun and Yelu Dashi have no backup at all, and their compatriots will hold them back. I want to see if you still want to fight against the Jurchen in the north and fight me in Youyan.

Thinking of the dilemma of a generation of hero Yelu Dashi, Yang Lin twitched his lips and secretly laughed.

Seeing this smile, Zhe Huanxiang suddenly blushed and twisted his arm.

"Crazy." Yang Lin adjusted his clothes cursingly, and walked out of the bedroom.

Several frontier generals of the Song Dynasty, together with Lu Qian and the Long Live Ying Commander and Marquis Yu, had already packed up and waited here.

Today is an important day. Taking back the ten military prefectures in the land of Youyan is the content of today's alliance between Shaozai and Liaozhu.

It is conceivable that when the results were sent back to Bianliang, there must be joy.

Although it will take some setbacks to really get back these military states, and it is very likely that several tough battles will be fought.

But now that the armies in the Northwest are strong and strong, why not be afraid of a battle.

Fame and fortune, already beckoning to himself in front of him, the man will immediately strive for fame and fame, this is not the moment he is looking forward to.

"Let's go." Yang Lin waved his hand, and everyone protected him, and went straight to Yunzhou Palace.

Xiao Feng sat in the hall first, and this time he came to form an alliance on behalf of the Lord of Liao, because the emperor sent by the Song Dynasty was not the emperor, so Yelu Yanxi could not end in person.

Before leaving, Yelu Yanxi kept telling himself that he must borrow reinforcements from the Song Dynasty. Xiao Fengxian knew this well, because the safety of him and the emperor was actually in the hands of the Song people.

Without the protection of the Song army, let alone the Jurchen Tartars who are like wolves and tigers, even those two anti-kings would not let him go easily.

Xiao Fengxian has already made a plan. This alliance is a good opportunity for him to please the people of Song Dynasty. In the future, it will depend on whether he will be taken care of when he escapes to Song Dynasty.

This treacherous sycophant of Daliao has not yet negotiated, and is already thinking about how to betray the country and seek glory.

Finally, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Yang Lin walked in with someone.

"Xiao Xiangguo."

"Yang Shaozai."

After hugging each other to greet each other, Yang Lin smiled and said, "Shall we start?"

Chapter 363 A Hundred Years of Shame

The alliance negotiations went very smoothly, Yang Lin was a little dazed, and when he saw Xiao Fengxian with a flattering smile, he immediately understood.

An uncontrollable contempt filled his chest, and he wished he could step forward and swear: traitor.

This fellow is too spineless, as the Prime Minister of the Khitan, it's fine to toss a good dynasty into such a state, and he is still betraying the country even now.

In fact, among the Liao lords of all dynasties, there is no one who is more absurd than Yelu Yanxi. The Khitan's downfall is mainly the responsibility of this traitor.

Their relationship is somewhat similar to that of Hu Hai and Zhao Gao. Of course, Yang Lin's disgust is disgusting. Having such a character is still very beneficial to his negotiations.

The two sides finally finalized the covenant, and the Song Dynasty sent troops to prevent the Jurchen Tartars from continuing to advance westward, and to protect Yelu Yanxi from the attacks of the two anti-kings.

In exchange, the Great Song Dynasty will get ten military prefectures in the land of Youyan, and the Daliao Nanjing Road has since become history and no longer has this name.

The old coins between the Liao and Song Dynasties were abolished, and the emperors of both sides were still called brothers. On the border between the two sides, there was no longer any restriction on the trade between businessmen of the two countries.

The last one seems to be incomparable with the previous ones, but it is actually a big move. Once there are no restrictions on the mutual market between the two parties, Da Song will do business with anyone, which is equivalent to taking money.

After Yang Lin personally polished the covenant, he blew on the ink dots, his palm trembling slightly.The shameful labels of Suibi and Youyan on Da Song's head are finally about to be removed.

Although there will still be some ups and downs, but Yang Lin is determined in his heart that now is the best time, even if the world is turned upside down, he must implement the matter on this piece of paper.

Immediately afterwards, officials from the Liao Dynasty translated into Khitan and copied two copies, and then the two sides kept one in Chinese and one in Khitan for each other.

Yang Lin held two covenants in different scripts, his palms trembling, and ordered his soldiers to send them to Bianliang as quickly as possible.

My thinking now seems to be completely correct. It is almost impossible for the small court of Daliao, which is lingering in Datong Mansion, to bring Daliao back to life.

But the destructive power it can unleash on this doomed dynasty is astonishing.In layman's terms, this group of foolish rulers and courtiers did not succeed enough and failed more than they did. They were a disaster to Khitan and a treasure to Song Dynasty.

Without them, or if Yelu Yanxi had already died in battle in Shangjing, and the highly popular prince Yelu Aoluwo succeeded to the throne, it might not be impossible to block the Jurchens.

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The Datong Mansion in Yunzhou is concluding an alliance. In Ganzhou, which is thousands of miles away from here, Song Jiang will meet the leaders of the Uighur tents here.

The Xizhou Uighurs have been conquered by the Dangxiang people for a long time, and now they have changed their masters, and nothing has changed.

The only difference is that after the end of the war, the Northwest gradually became prosperous.Life is comfortable, no one will miss the rule of Xixia, and the Uighurs are willing to enjoy the blessings under the rule of Song Dynasty.

The hall was overcrowded, the chair at the top was raised a bit higher, and there was a dark man sitting there. He was from Yuncheng, Shandong, and he was the confidant of the Shaozai of the current dynasty, Song Jiang, the chief official of the northwestern frontier of Qin Longzhi.

Beside him, many of the generals were happy, and they not only respected this Shangguan, but also showed some brotherly loyalty.