The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Early in the morning, Yang Lin got up and looked at the leaves outside. The frost was already thick.

Su Xun and the others had been waiting outside for a long time, and Yang Lin ran out wearing the swallow clothes at home, commanding: "Dig out the cooked cress, reeds, and lilies. Today I will go to the palace to present vegetables."

Behind her, sisters Su Ningxiang and Su Zhuanglian, with three or four servant girls, chased out with a cloak, warm water for washing and handkerchiefs.

Yang Lin freshened up on the spot, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the greenhouse in person, directing everyone to dig vegetables.

Seeing the opportunity, Su Xun sneaked up on the two daughters and asked, "How is it? You didn't suffer any grievances in Yang's residence, did you?"

Su Ningxiang blushed pretty, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Dad, Da Lang treats us very well."

Su Zhuanglian shook her wrist and said with a coquettish smile: "Da Lang doted on us, and even gave us a pair of bracelets that his mother left him on her deathbed. Look, my sister and I each have one."

On the snow-white Hao wrist, there is indeed a jasper bracelet, which adds a lot of beauty.

Su Ningxiang slapped her sister and said angrily: "Put it away quickly, didn't Dalang tell you that, you can't tell the outside world that he already has several concubines, but he didn't get this bracelet. Tell us not to tell, otherwise Those sisters will feel restless when they eat it."

Su Zhuanglian couldn't hide her complacency, and said with a smile: "There are no outsiders, only our father is here."

Su Xun was overjoyed, and told him: "There are many rules in a big family, no taboos in front of your parents. You have to serve Yang Tiju carefully. The more people love you, the more you can't break the rules, so you will be respected."

The sisters said together: "Got it, Daddy."

Yang Lin's voice came from below: "Su Xun, come and see, how many of my spinach plants died! Damn it, what a pity."

Su Xun took a look at the two daughters who were so charming and charming. Their clothes were completely different from when they were at home, and then strode into the greenhouse with confidence.

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In the palace, Zhao Ji was entertaining all the ministers, and only he ate the fresh vegetables that Yang Lin paid tribute to.

Yang Lin was meritorious in serving dishes, and was specially arranged by Zhao Ji to be by his side. Even Cai Jing didn't get this honor.

"A cut plum blossom is so delicate. Plum branches are inserted obliquely, and the brows are slightly raised. A light smile dances with a low back, what is the wrong way to shoot the front.

The night gets colder and the wine fades away.I heard the jade bracelet knocking in my sleeve.Whoever is at the head of the city will promote the remnant, how about the silver leak, and wait for the Ming Dynasty. "

A beautiful woman with a long body is wearing a tight-fitting snowflake palace dress with a little red plum dyed on it. She is combing a tall bun with a red plum in her hand, holding a slender waist, singing and dancing in the hall.

This is the singer of the Jiaofang Division. She sang the words of Zhou Bangyan, a talented scholar in this dynasty. If you don't have ears, you have already retired and returned to your hometown.

Zhao Ji clapped his hands and said hello, Yang Lin immediately echoed: "Okay! The singing is really good."

Zhao Ji asked angrily: "Yang Aiqing is so excited, why not talk about it?"

Yang Lin didn't even listen, just stared at her snow-white breasts and round buttocks and other vital parts, didn't listen to half a sentence of the serious words, but didn't panic when she heard the words, got up and said: "She's fine. If it can be praised by the officials, I think that what the officials have praised must be excellent, and it is worthy of my applause."

Zhao Ji laughed loudly, waggled his fingers and said, "You are so naughty at such a young age."

Among the crowd, two vicious eyes stared at Yang Lin, wanting to swallow him alive.It was Wang Fu and Pan Yi, this pair of troubled brothers. One was almost kicked into eunuch and lost his imperial mansion; Hong was humiliated and almost vomited blood to death.

Seeing that he was so close to the emperor, Wang Fu was even more unwilling. After a while, after the dancer came up, Wang Fu was also a ruthless guy. He took off his clothes and got into the dancer. The fish pond made all the dogs restless.

The ministers shouted and scolded one after another. Song Kaiguo had never seen such an indecent thing.

Not only did Wang Fu not listen, he even made a pretentious gesture, making obscene sounds from his mouth.Wang Fu was really good-looking. According to history books, he was "beautiful and graceful, with golden eyes".The skin is as white and tender as a virgin, and there are quite a few masculine officials who really enjoy watching this.

This time, even Zhao Ji couldn't bear it any longer, picked up a wooden stick next to him, ran into the crowd and chased Wang Fu.

If the emperor wanted to punish his courtiers, why did he do it himself? Zhao Ji didn't call the guards, which showed that although he was angry on the surface, he was actually enjoying it.

Yang Lin was stunned. Among the ministers below, a middle-aged general got up angrily and walked out of this absurd imperial city.

The subordinates waiting outside gathered around one after another and said, "Master En, the banquet has just begun, why did Prime Minister leave so early?"

With his hands behind his back, Zhong Shidao looked at the cloud-shrouded imperial city. He came to Bianliang to ask for food and money. The Western Army had no money for three years, and it was all up to him to find a way to make up for it.

However, the monarchs and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were all shirking, and could not give a penny to the soldiers who fought to the death at the border.

In the city of Bianliang, it is full of debauchery and debauchery.

Zhong Shidao sighed: "The treacherous minister is in power, this road is blocked, let's find another way!"

The faces of the generals of the Western Army around them darkened in an instant. No one wanted to fight hungry, let alone a large family pointing at these extravagant men to eat.

Chapter 99 The Prime Minister

After this absurd banquet ended, it was getting late, and Yang Lin was not in a good mood, so he took the eight family members for a walk on the streets of Bianliang to relax.

The emperor is so ridiculous, and Wang Fu and others are proficient in flattery, I can't waste all my limited time fighting with them openly and secretly.

But the hatred between each other is too deep, if you don't fight them down, you will definitely be backlashed by these people.Just like the three city ship divisions that were lost before, the blow to him was not insignificant.

The scenery of the Bianliang market is also different from other places. The small brokers who push the carts, the folk artists who make clay figurines, and the martial artists who perform martial arts on the street can make a living in the bustling.

Walking and walking, it was already sunset time, Yang Lin looked around and found himself at the bank of the Bian River.

"Since we're here, we won't go back home, and we'll sleep in the comfort zone tonight."

After Yang Lin ordered, the eight family generals followed him to the Changle Building, and there were already guards in front of the building.

After Yang Lin went in, he tied the horses downstairs, and someone led them to the stables.He strode up to Changle Building, candles were already lit in the room, when he opened the door and came in, he saw Ning'er sitting at the same table with a few maids, having a meal.

In ordinary households, maids are not allowed to serve at the table, Ning'er is lazy and not competitive, but also kind-hearted, and usually eats with the maids in the room.

When everyone saw Yang Lin coming in, they got up and saluted one after another. Ning'er was full of joy, her eyes were full of light, she came forward to help him remove the official uniform, and said with a sweet smile, "Why did Da Lang come, I didn't say anything in advance."

Yang Lin certainly wouldn't say that he decided to stay overnight here just because he wandered around here. He guarded the room full of maids, took Ning'er into his arms, and said with his chin raised, "Of course I miss you. I said in advance that you have to be busy again, so I might as well give you a surprise."

The phoenix candle stands tall and illuminates the beaded shoes, which shows that the beauty under the lamp looks more and more charming, especially when the phoenix is ​​thickly combed and the eyebrows are lightly swept.Cherry mouth, willow waist.

Ning'er was flustered by him, and murmured: "Da Lang hasn't eaten yet, Rou Rou, you go to the back kitchen to heat up the food."

Yang Lin said with a smile: "I came back from the palace full of wine and food, you continue to eat yours, don't worry about me."

Having said that, a few maids still offered tea and spread out the bedding graciously.

Ning'er personally brought a basin of hot water, helped him remove his shoes and socks, and squatted on the ground to wait for him to wash his feet.

Yang Lin snorted comfortably, stroked her hair, and said with a smile: "I'm going to close Changle Building these few days, your reputation has earned enough, it's time to leave a legend of a talented woman in Bianliang and disappear Gone."

Ning'er was surprised, raised her head, and asked delicately: "Is what Da Lang said true?"

Yang Lin took out his foot, and without Ning'er wiping it, he kicked on her body and rubbed it casually a few times, saying: "I don't count when I talk too much, and I will start cleaning up tomorrow, I will find someone to help you move to Zhaode to the square."

Ning'er was finally able to return to Yang's mansion, she was grateful and tried her best to please her, the two of them stayed until midnight, and fell asleep exhausted.

Near the fourth watch, Yang Lin was woken up suddenly. A red candle on the table had long been burned out, and it was about to be burned out at this time. The light was very weak. Yang Lin was about to ask questions, but Ning'er whispered, "Da Lang, there is someone Knocking on the door, it sounds like the sound of the front door watching the courtyard."