The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

What kind of person Yang Lin was, she could tell what she was thinking at a glance, walked to the side of the beauty, took a sip of incense on the delicate dimple, and patted on the soft place: "I'll go to your room tonight."

Yin Qianqian was full of shyness, bowed her head and let out a soft "hmm", her voice was like a mosquito.

As soon as Yin Qianqian left, there was a sound of footsteps. Lu Qian smelled a scent of fat, so he didn't come in. He knocked on the door and said, "Young master, there is news from Khitan."

Upon hearing this, Yang Lin put away the map and said, "Come in and tell me."

Lu Qian pushed the door in, with a little excitement on his face, and said loudly: "Young Zai, Yelu Dashi was defeated at Beiwanggang, the Jurchens regained the gate of Zhongjing, and Wanyan Loushi sent troops south to besiege the small Khitan court of Zhongjing."

"What about the reinforcements in the cloud?"

A trace of contempt flashed in Lu Qian's eyes, and he sneered, "There are no reinforcements, Yelu Yanxi and Xiao Sixian in Yunnei watched his son be arrested, Concubine Wen died tragically, and Yelu witnessed the fall of gold.

Yelu Yanxi decreed that the Datong Mansion celebrate three days to celebrate the rebellion of the rebels, and sent envoys to the Kingdom of Jin to give gifts, thanking Dajin for helping them eradicate the rebellion. "

"hiss."

Yang Lin gasped, as if a torrent was rushing through his heart, is this dog Hunjun still a human being?

Daliao is not dead, and the law of nature is not safe. Let alone a mere Yelu Dashi, even if his mother Yelu Abaoji is reborn, it will not be able to save this weak and decaying empire.

As a buffer zone, Khitan is very important, and it must buy enough time to ensure that this domestic reform can be carried out with confidence and boldness.

Frowning slightly, Yang Lin muttered, "Yelu Dashi, give me a hand."

"I ordered Su Keye of Xiazhou to borrow a route from the territory of the Kelie people to deliver supplies to Yelu Dashi. There are [-] horses, [-] pairs of armor, [-] scimitars, and [-] bows and arrows. Winter is coming. In the winter on the Moxi Grassland, the Jurchens dare not set foot, it should be enough to support Yelu Dashi to recover from this breath."

Lu Qian took the order to leave, Yang Lin heaved a long sigh, he had invested so much in Tian Zuo Emperor Yelu Yanxi, at this moment he really felt like the mud couldn't support the wall.

This feeling also appeared on Zhao Ji. When he was fighting in Youyan, he sent Cai You to Hedong, and then six gold medals called him back to Bianliang.At that time, Yang Lin felt that the mud could not support the wall, just like today.

The south and the north, the two subjugated kings, are really not wronged at all.

No wonder they hit it off right away in the Five Kingdoms City, they are really his mother's confidants.

After Lu Qian left, Yang Lin looked at the map again, and there was a vacancy for his fist. The area from Yunnei to Yingzhou was the junction of Khitan and Song Dynasty. Now it seems that he has to send some defenders. Just in case.

In the early morning, the sky was dark.

On the outskirts of Bianliang, the people in Duwei's Mansion were ready to go. The young governor Yang Lin impeached Duwei's Mansion for overkill and killed too much. The officials demoted Yin Muhong from Beijing and took up the post of Suzhou Yingfeng Bureau.

Ever since Yin Muhong left Bianliang, his face had been gloomy, and his head seemed to be covered with a layer of blood.

The people in the Captain's Mansion knew very well that it was time to go on a killing spree. In less than half a year, the heads of civil servants and officials who were once so high above their heads and dismissive of them were killed by themselves.

The blood on the Jinliang Bridge was still wet, and there was a smell outside the Fan Tower, and now he was going to the south of the Yangtze River again.

A drizzle of rain came unexpectedly, and the cold rain stained the armor on his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Yin Muhong waved his hand and said, "Tell the people behind to speed up and get on the boat. There will be hot water for bathing and a cabin to escape the cold. We will reach the south of the Yangtze River without a hitch."

The crowd speeded up while cheering, and the sound of horseshoes stepping on the bluestone slabs outside Bianliang attracted passers-by to stop and watch.Many people dared to point fingers after they left. This is the famous Captain's Mansion, and the notoriety can stop children crying at night.

At this time, an unknown number of Bianliang officials celebrated at home playing crowns.

The butcher Duwei's mansion with blood on his hands finally left Bianliang.

In the forbidden room, Yang Lin and Yang Jian sat opposite each other.

The captain's mansion is gone, the murderous knife hanging over the heads of the officials in Bianliang disappeared, and Yang Lin is preparing to draw the second one.

Yang Jian still has the iconic smile of an old woman, and her fair skin is well maintained. She doesn't look like a person who is almost seventy.If he puts on a suit of imperial orders, no one will be able to see the flaws if he is a proper wealthy old matriarch.

But Yang Lin knew that this kind eyebrow and kind eyes were not wrapped in kindness. The old eunuch stabbed Liang Shicheng with a knife in Gen Yue's bedroom that day, splashing blood all over him. He was indeed a ruthless person.

"Hey, brother Yang, brother, this crime detection factory, was first suppressed by your Long Live Camp, and then came the Captain's Mansion. This time it's finally time for us to sing a big show?"

Yang Lin lowered his head and smiled softly: "There is no big horn that is not the finale, my old brother, you have to watch it tighter for me."

Chapter 476 A Big Show

Only sent to Duwei's mansion, and welcome to the Anti-Affair Factory.

Tokyo Bianliang is the confidant of the Great Song Dynasty, of course Yang Lin will not relax for a moment. The detective factory has obtained a branch of the former Little Wolf Battalion led by Japan Zhi and Yang Tianan, and the ability to spy on intelligence is only slightly inferior Weifu, but it is definitely first-class.

Coupled with the original team of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Anti-Corruption Factory directly took over the functions of the supervisory officials in Tokyo. Yang Jian is old and strong, and is happily fighting on the front line.

In the imperial city, Zhao Si gradually became a bit boring. Being an emperor himself was a bit boring, except for his higher status, it seemed no different from being a prince.

I don't know how many people in the court regard themselves as traitors and traitors, and don't regard themselves as emperors at all.

In order to fight against these bureaucrats who are loyal to the emperor's brother Zhao Ji, he can only rely on Yang Shaozai. Yang Shaozai is indeed capable, but if he continues to do this, he will become a tyrant through the ages.

A series of cases were placed in front of him, and hundreds of people's heads would fall to the ground at every turn. These were not ordinary rising people, they were all ministers of the DPRK and China.

Behind them, they don't have any background like those small people. Behind these people are almost all gentry celebrities and local prominent families.

Zhao Si rested his hand on his forehead, and the horrific scene of being backlashed by these people was all lingering in his mind. Now he regrets being the emperor so much, wishing he had never met Yang Lin.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and Zhao Si hurriedly raised his head in fright, but it was the queen who arrived with a group of maids.

The couple held hands and said some thoughtful words on the dragon couch, and Zhao Si gradually calmed down.

The queen couldn't bear it, and seeing her husband like this, she said in a low voice: "Why don't we give up the throne of Lao Shizi, let any prince do it, and let us go to the palace to have a good time, wouldn't it be better to be here in fear. "

Zhao Si hesitated, his eyes rolled around, and he couldn't make up his mind.

In Mingtang, a few servants chattered beside Yang Lin, saying that it was a queen of the official family.

Yang Lin sneered, it's no wonder that Zhao Si was so frightened, the princes and bureaucrats of the Song Dynasty ruled the country for so long, and their long-term arrogance and domineering had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

We all know that scholar-bureaucrats and officials are powerful, and how many people are as fearless as Yang Lin. When the paper tiger is not punctured, he also looks like a tiger. It is scary.

"Lu Qian, take a look."

Lu Qian smiled and took out two silver bills from his bosom, the little servant immediately smiled, put them in his bosom, thanked him, and went back to the prison.

"It's not a way for the officials to be so frightened. If he is taken advantage of by others, it will be a big trouble." Yang Lin pondered: "Well, from now on, all news cannot be directly reported to the officials. Forbidden to report good news but not bad news."

Everyone in the Ming Hall clasped their fists to accept the order, Yang Lin nodded in satisfaction, secretly thinking in his heart, all the important people in Jiangnan should have arrived at the scene by this time.

After these few months, Bianliang has gradually been in his hands, and Jiangnan is undoubtedly the second battlefield.

Liting sweeps the hole, this time it will pry the cornerstone of the Great Song Dynasty and recast the foundation.

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Thousands of miles away, Hangzhou, Cai Jing's mansion.