The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 454 The Roadblocker Dies

Yang Lin spoke again, still shocked.

"The minister proposes to depose Zhongshu's servant Dazai Cai Jingxiang and recall Zhang Shangying to pay homage to him."

As soon as this remark came out, even Song Jiang was a little shaken, and his expression was very complicated.

Is Shao Zai a little haste makes waste? After this change, if Cai Jing, a powerful traitor, can win over, he will definitely quickly quell the riots in Bianliang, so that the turmoil in this palace change can be quelled as quickly as possible.

At this time, if you want to give up the appearance, is it too ugly to eat the appearance?

Yang Lin's face sank like water, everyone underestimated his determination, three times in and three out of Bianliang City, Yang Lin had already given in.

Wu of the Manchu Dynasty did not change slightly because of his concession. On the contrary, they were aggressive.

Why let the turmoil end?The damn thing hasn't been killed yet. If Song Dynasty is so rotten, he must cut off all the rotten meat at once, and still have a chance to regenerate muscles and blood. Otherwise, the endless rotten flesh will continue to corrode this huge empire.

In the current Song Dynasty, there is only one Jurchen who is suffering from a foreign country, and they are about to face a desperate situation.The upper capital is precarious, and Khitan's resistance will intensify with the Northern Expedition of Yao Pingzhong and Yelu Dashi.

In the land of Youyan, they were unable to break through Han Shizhong Zongze's defense line, Wanyan Xiyin was killed by himself, and the Kelie troops had already bitten them, and they would all be wiped out soon.

Khitan was too busy to take care of himself, and Jurchen was eager to get away, so she was here in Bianliang City to take care of the shortcomings of Song Dynasty.

Zhao Si was completely speechless, each of Yang Lin's three knives hit a vital point.

Forbidden officers and prime ministers!

The three most taboo nouns in the Song Dynasty have become his testing stones, isn't it a little too ignorant.

Yang Lin said loudly: "Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Zhao Si waved his hand, and Yang Jian hurriedly said on his behalf: "Your Majesty is ready to play."

After the court was over, Yang Lin stepped out of the hall, Yang Jian and Liu Qingshui followed behind him.

Yang Lin turned her head and looked at Yang Jian. Since the two brothers met each other, they have a perfect understanding.One master outside, one master inside, Yang Lin took his hand: "Brother, I entrust all the matters of the forbidden to you."

Yang Jian nodded, smiled lightly on his fair face, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This time, we are going to pierce the sky."

Liu Qingshui looked at Yang Lin from the left and Yang Jian from the right. He didn't quite understand what they meant, but he was also inexplicably excited. He put his hands on his hands and nodded heavily with a generous expression.

After leaving the imperial city, I discovered that a group of officials and soldiers of the Bianliang East Street had gathered, blocking the road.

"It's Yang Lin! This traitor has come out!"

"Rebellious officials and thieves, bah!"

"Where is the saint? Where is the saint?"

Seeing Yang Lin and the others come out, they all stood up abruptly, either cursing or agitating, with the appearance of condemning the traitor with verbal criticism and pen.

Yang Lin got on his horse, pulled the reins, and said loudly, "Get out of the way!"

"Yang Lin, you traitorous minister, quickly return the saint!"

"Yang Lin's kidnapping of a saint is exactly the traitor we want to punish! At this moment, what else is there to say besides eliminating traitors for the country?"

No wonder there was no one in the Daqing Palace in the early court. These birdmen are all stuck here. They probably don't know the three knives that Yang Lin chopped down.Relying on the centuries-old inertia of the Song Dynasty not to kill scholar-bureaucrats, they clamored here.

Yang Lin looked at them coldly, and suddenly felt an indescribable disgust. He raised the whip in his hand, and the soldiers behind him changed from a horizontal formation extending to the two wings to an awl with a strong horse and a ten thousand army. Formation.Countless horseshoes knocked against the bluestone ground of the square outside the imperial city, and they went straight into everyone's hearts!

The generals of the Imperial Army in front of him, scholar-bureaucrats, and imperial scholars were of different ages, some were armed, but they all had one thing in common, they were all red-faced and yelling loudly.Some soldiers of the Forbidden Army waved their weapons, full of threats.Although Yang Lin persuaded some of the forbidden troops to surrender, some of the 60 people were unwilling to submit to Yang Lin.After all, Yang Lin and the Forbidden Army had some unresolvable grievances.

This ridiculous courage made them point at a group of tough fighters and insult them loudly.

The whip fell, the horse stepped on the long street, and a bloody massacre unfolded on this imperial street.

The scream of misery resounded through the sky.Countless people rolled into a ball, rushed in all directions, and trampled each other.At this time, I was in it, and I no longer had any thoughts.I just want to quickly escape from this place that is about to become a Shura field.What kind of fame and wealth, what kind of party struggle and palace change, have long been thrown out of the sky!

Some people who really have no time to escape, don't care where they are, or whether the horse's hoof will step on it the next moment.Dizzy, he fell to his knees on the ground, crying and begging for his life, kowtowing his head like pounding garlic.

It is this group of birdmen who buried the north of the Yangtze River. What kind of bullshit imperial guards, what kind of dirty bureaucrats, in front of the cavalry, they kowtowed and surrendered, or ran away with their heads in their hands, just like the Jingkang catastrophe decades later.

These thieves and birds in Bianliang City enjoy the support of the whole country and consume the cream of the people of the Han family, but in the end they can't even protect the daughter of the Han family.

The 60 imperial guards at the gate of the capital are elite soldiers inherited by Zhao Kuangyin from the later Zhou Dynasty when the country was founded, and they are all the support used to deter and crusade the world's disobedient ministers.

In just a hundred years, Da Song's own family has cultivated such an appearance.They are sitting on the support of the world, but they can't face Hu Qi.When the country was in crisis, the forbidden army, which was said to be in the hundreds of thousands, collapsed by the Yellow River before the Jurchen arrived.

The first Jurchen siege city did not dare to go up the city wall to resist, and when they went to aid Taiyuan, they were defeated without a single battle.

When the Jurchens besieged the city for the second time, there was still no one who dared to fight, forcing Da Song to rely on Guo Jing's Liuding Liujia magic soldiers Tiao Dashen in despair.

The Jurchen broke the Bianliang, they were just begging for their lives and kneeling to receive the blade.Being tortured and killed by the Hulu, he dared not make the slightest resistance.

Such a bird and hozen, so picky and talented, dare to stand in front of him, biting a traitor.The Northwest soldiers under his command were like sharp knives, rushing straight into the crowd of the brigade.

At this moment, I don't know how many people were knocked into the air, and how many people were trampled under the horse's hooves.No one could even form an formation to block these armored cavalry for a while, they just fled in all directions desperately, trying to stay away from these fierce gods.

Some who escaped far were shot and killed by the cavalry behind them. For them, a battle of this level was like the autumn wind blowing leaves, and they couldn't even achieve the usual intensity of drills.

Yang Lin rode a horse, stepped across the blood-flowing long street, and walked slowly towards Zhaodefang.

Chapter 455 Restarting Again

Returning to Zhaodefang, it seems like a lifetime away.

Walking into the familiar courtyard, there was a long-lost daring to pick it up. This time Yang Lin didn't go out for a long time, but he was really tired.

In the courtyard, a fat figure stood there. For the first time, Yang Tong laughed undisguisedly in front of his son. This laughter was dry and heroic.

Several uncles also looked at him with relief, Yang Lin put away his tense and quiet expression, walked up to Yang Tong, shook his head and said, "Father, I'm so tired."

Leaning on Yang Tong's shoulder, Yang Lin seemed to have lost all his strength and fell asleep just like that.

After returning from the raid on Youyan, he fought a bloody day with the Jurchen Tartars, and raised his troops into Bianliang without closing his eyes all night

Even an iron man, there are times when he is sleepy

Yang Lin fell asleep, but the situation in Bianliang City was changing. Teams of cavalry galloped on the street, and countless people looked out from their window sills and doors.

Outside the gate of Bachelor Cai, there was no one there for the first time, and soon a pair of fine riders arrived, swinging their fists like hammers, making a loud bang.

The door was against the door inside, and refused to let it go. Hua Rong, the leader of the team, shouted: "Get out of the way!"

The soldiers dodged one by one, only to see Hua Rong twisting his wrist guard, using both arms to lift up the stone lion at the door, throwing it with all his strength, and the door was smashed open.

The stone lions at this time are far from the size of later generations, because there are restrictions, and the use of size indiscriminately will be punished.