The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

---

Zhaode Square, Yang Mansion.

Lu Taixuan punched Yang Lin on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you in half a year, I'm taller than Fourth Uncle."

Yang Lin was growing up, this official had to eat well, sleep well, and exercise a lot. He often played fists and kicks and exercised his body under the guidance of the masters of the Long Live Camp, so the word is long.

The average civil servant at this age must be reading, painting, and visiting brothels. It is difficult to have this kind of champion who does not read the sage's articles for half a year.

Yang Lin laughed, and welcomed the group of people into the courtyard. Yang Tong looked around and said, "Lin'er, isn't this house cheap? Our Yang family is in Bianliang, and we really don't have this kind of property. The money is spent on it." value."

"It was a gift from the government, and I didn't spend a penny, but Xu Shilang next to me seemed to be selling his house. I thought the left and right were just spending more money, so it's better to buy them together and form a piece. Live well."

A few days ago, Xu Jiang was hit hard, and he had already handed in a memorial to return to his hometown.

This house is also going to be sold at a low price, and Yang Lin is ready to take over.

Yang Tong was very appreciative when he heard it, and kept asking during the meeting: "Lin'er, I heard that you have taken several concubines, have you ever been pregnant?"

This reminded Yang Lin that he had been singing and singing every night these days, sowing seeds widely, so he had to call an imperial doctor to make a diagnosis someday.

Chapter 1 Eleven

The bright moon rises high, and the candle lights burn high.

In the living room of Yang's mansion, the drinks and dishes had been changed, Yang Tong brought people back to Bianliang, Yang Lin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, drank with them until the night.

Yang Lin looked at several uncles, they were all over half a hundred years old, and they were still running back and forth for themselves.

Especially Yang Tong, with a few deep wrinkles on his well-maintained face, which made Yang Lin feel uncomfortable.

No matter what kind of hero you were once, traveling across the world and ruling the roost in recklessness, it will not be able to withstand the passage of time.

"Go and fill up the wine for the grandpas."

Several children at the table got up one after another, holding the wine jar and pouring wine.

Picking up the wine glass and putting it in front of Yang Tianren, the little beast boy who followed the grandfather a few times has matured a lot and poured him a full glass.Especially the oldest Yang Tianren, although he was taciturn, he practiced martial arts hard and was smart in handling things, which was Yang Tong's favorite.

Yang Lin stood up, raised his glass and said, "Father, Uncle Fourth, Uncle Fifth, you all have washed your hands in a golden basin. For me, I called up the old department and traveled for half a year. It was really hard work. Lin'er has nothing to show respect for." , Let my adopted son, Gan'er, give you a cup of Xuanjiu, and Lin'er is here to toast you. The three generations of us, grandparents and grandchildren, are of one heart and one mind, and will never forsake."

Needless to say, Yang Tong's eyes were clouded, Lu Taixuan and Lei Dong were also a little emotional, they toasted and drank, Yang Lin drank it all, and said: "It's getting late, father and uncle should rest early."

Yang Lin took a few little beast children to their yard, watched them lie down, and then walked out of the yard.

A round of pure white full moon hangs high above the head, and the clear brilliance sprinkles the courtyard so brightly that there is no need for a lantern in hand.

Yang Lin raised his head, thinking that he had obtained three new municipal bureaus, all of which were people from Liang Shicheng's lineage, and he had to clean them up, so he walked towards the study.

In the study room, the lights were like beans, and Li Yunniang and Yang Tianai, one big and one small, were looking at their heads to sort out the accounts.

Yang Lin coughed lightly, and then opened the door to come in, and the two people at the table quickly stood up.

Upon closer inspection, Li Yunniang was dressed in a home swallow suit, a jacket with a silver and white silk surface, and flared trousers underneath, which vividly outlined the curves of her whole body.Smelling alcohol all over his body, he was no stranger to it, so he went out to prepare hangover soup after a blessing.

The remaining Yang Tianai, combing the girl's unique double bun, smiled and called out: "Godfather."

Yang Lin touched her little head, and said: "Run around with your grandpa, she's sunburnt, and her hair is fluffy a lot, go to bed, the little girl stays up late at night, the old one is special quick."

It's natural for women to love beauty, it doesn't matter their age, Yang Tian'ai was very nervous when she heard this, she hurriedly saluted and went back to her room to sleep.

Yang Lin rubbed her hands with a smirk, and finally frightened the little light bulb away. After a while, Yunniang came in with a little maid, carrying copper basins and wooden trays.

Putting the copper basin at her feet, Yunniang soaked the towel until it was half dry, and slowly spread it on Yang Lin's face.

Yang Lin sat on the grand teacher's chair, with his face upturned, casually grabbed a cherry-sized bump through his clothes, and pulled it into his arms.

Yunniang suffered from pain, she tilted her soft body, and fell into Yang Lin's arms. Because she was guarding the maid of Xu's family, her cheeks were dizzy instantly, and she said angrily, "Da Lang knows how to be a slave. If half of the tenderness that hurts those little hooves is used on the slave, it will be worth it if the slave dies."

Yang Lin took the towel away, and saw a young girl beside her wearing a spring shirt, with drooping head, beautiful eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a pretty face. It was Xu Saiyue, the daughter of the Xu family.

Throwing the handkerchief into the copper basin she was carrying, Yang Lin played with the woman in his arms, and scolded with a smile: "There are so many Yingyingyanyans in the yard, I just love you, and the rest will be punished with the whip of taming cows and horses." They, how dare you talk nonsense here."

Of course Li Yunniang didn't believe it, she gave him a resentful look, "Da Lang is so ignorant of pity and love, it's a waste of all the painstaking efforts of the Nu family to do things for you."

Yang Lin chuckled, patted her on the cheek, and said to the woman exuding a mature charm: "My son, you should obediently call me Daddy, lest I not love you."

The morning wind is cold, the sun is shining brightly, and the crystal frost flowers reflect the brilliance under the sun.

With Yang Lin's waving hand, the Khitan Mission bid farewell to the prosperous Kaifeng Mansion and embarked on the return journey.

This time Xiao Bao first went to Da Song as an envoy, and he didn't bring back any results, so he learned how to bullshit.

Every time he discusses with Song Fang, Yang Lin pretends to be crazy and foolish, and he talks about him from left to right. He can't do without "Song and Liao friendship for thousands of years" when talking about business, but there is no actual action or promise.

The Liao people headed by Xiao Baoxian felt itchy with hatred, but there was nothing they could do.

This young Great Song Shaozai had already gained the emperor's trust. The Great Song Emperor himself said that this person's decision was his own. It seemed that the Song people, who had always been weak, were not going to bow their heads this time.

The Liao Mission, full of worries, left Kaifeng Mansion and rushed northward, hoping to inform their court of the current situation in the Song Dynasty as soon as possible.

Yang Lin returned to the Long Live Camp and took part of the income from several municipal bureaus to the court.

30 guan, only two ports in Mizhou and Huating, Zhao Ji is already very satisfied.

Thinking of the next three places in Hangzhou, Mingzhou, and Fuzhou, Zhao Ji was even happier. The money was enough for him to continue squandering.

Seeing the emperor's undisguised joy, Yang Lin was secretly proud that as long as he came a few more times, his position would be unshakable.

For emperors like Tang Xuanzong and Song Huizong, whoever can get him money will be as stable as Mount Tai.

Taking the brocade robe bestowed by the emperor, Yang Lin headed straight to Cai Jing's mansion with the troops of the Long Live Camp.

Now is a special period. Of course, Zhao Ji can't be the only one to be bribed. Without Cai Jing's support, he would have been arranged for him to act so flamboyantly.

The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate, the gate of Cai's mansion usually looks higher than the top, and when they see Lan Congxi and other high-ranking officials, they tend to ignore them, but when they see Yang Lin's carriage, they open the door with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye.

Back then when Yang Lin was still an eighth-rank general serving as the prime minister, one time the disciples of the Cai Mansion were too late to open the door, and Yang Lin gave him a slap in the face. Afterwards, when he sued Cai Jing, he just laughed and said, "Wen Yuan is impatient, you guys Don't mess with him, just open the door earlier."

Yang Lin carried three authentic copybooks of Yan Zhenqing in the Tang Dynasty, and wanted to ask Cai Jing to mention the official positions of Wang Chaoli, Xu Zhichang, Song Jiang and others. The young unseparated children play.

The old man was old, but he didn't expect his fertility to be good, so Yang Lin clasped his fists and said, "Master En, the students came to see you."

Before Cai Jing could speak, a little loli carved in pink pinched her waist, pointed at Yang Lin and said, "It's you!"

Chapter 1 Chief Commander of the Chenghai Navy

Cai Jing's mansion is not much worse than Zhaodefang. There are a cloud of maids in the courtyard, surrounded by Cai Jing and his sons and daughters on the court.