The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 620

Fang Qifo opened up Jiaozhi, Zhang Boyu returned to the Song Dynasty, and Dali and Tubo were also included in the territory, which made Guangzhou's status even more important.

This place has become the center of the south from the border, and the hub of the north, and it is close to the sea, with well-developed trade routes.

The imperial court set this place as Nanjing, so that the officials and common people in the entire Guangdong and Guangxi provinces, the gentry and the powerful, would be grateful.

This is not a temporary favor, but a century-old plan, an opportunity for the rise of a region.

Different from the other three companions, Jiangning is also the Jinling of later generations, and it has been an extremely prosperous place since ancient times.

In the Sui and Tang dynasties, it was even deliberately suppressed by the imperial court, but it is still a pearl in the south of the Yangtze River.

This time it was set in Tokyo. Although the local gentry was happy, they couldn't say how excited they were.

In their view, this is what Jiangning deserves. The ancient capital of the Five Dynasties, the fragrance of Qinhuai, has its own lingering meaning.

Zhaodefang, inside the study.

Su Nuannuan washed off the lead, lightly applied makeup, and stood behind a chair.

A frowning head leaned against her chest, moaning unceasingly.

"Little pillow" gently rubbed his temples with his fingers, and on the small table in the distance, Qin Qingqing sorted out another pile and placed it in front of him.

Looking at the thick official documents, Yang Lin lost a lot of his hair. The survey of the Captain's Mansion is not unprofessional, but it is not easy to sort out the pros and cons and make a decision.

Fortunately, this is not a temporary solution, and can be planned slowly. As long as the border war is stable and there are no more disturbances, this should be the most important thing in the future.

The whole world is guessing where he will move the capital, but Yang Lin himself doesn't know.

At this moment, the door creaked, and Zheng Yunyao, dressed in goose-yellow silk, barged in and shouted, "Husband, a group of people are coming outside, they are coming to our house to grab things!"

Yang Lin was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at her, and said, "Are you hysterical?"

In this world, there is no one who would dare to come here to snatch things. I would be fine if I didn't snatch other people's.

"You're hysterical. Really, they want to remove all the calligraphy, painting and antiques from the house."

Only then did Yang Lin realize that the Jinshi Pavilion was about to open, so he smiled and said, "This is not robbery, I donated it."

Now it was Zheng Yunyao's turn to be stunned for a long time. Behind her, Yunniang whispered, "Donate your own things, I'm afraid it's not raising another house."

Only then did Yang Lin notice her, and immediately concluded that he arranged for her to cooperate, the prostitute was reluctant, and moved out of Yao'er.

When she said this, Zheng Yunyao immediately looked over suspiciously, Yang Lin slapped the table, and cursed, "What do you women know? Cohesion, and a sense of cultural identity. What do you know about such a noble cause? You know the outdoors and indoors all day long, and the layout is so small!"

These words were very advanced, even Cai Jinglai didn't understand all of them.What's more, the women who were raptured all over the room were all overwhelmed with mist, and they didn't know what was going on.

When he got angry, Zheng Yunyao didn't dare to say any more, stepped forward and took his arm, and said, "I just came to ask, it's not that I don't want you to donate."

After finishing speaking, she left as if fleeing. Li Yunniang saw that the backer had escaped, and her feet softened immediately, and she was about to run away.

Yang Lin patted the table and said, "Go out and try."

Yunniang's face tightened, and she turned around with a smile on her face. She went to Yang Lin and beat her legs on the ground, and said with a flattering smile, "Dad, you've talked so much, your throat is thirsty, my daughter will pour you a cup of tea." .”

Yang Lin pinched her chin and said, "You've grown up, you know how to ask Yaoer to blackmail me?"

Yunniang knew that it was inevitable that she would be poked indiscriminately, and she might have suffered a little bit of flesh and blood, so she couldn't hide, so she stiffened up and said with a straight face, "My family is also for Da Lang's good."

Yang Lin rolled his eyes, thinking that you don't want me to touch Li Feng, so he blindfolded her and tied her to the couch in the inner room of the study, then called Li Feng, told her not to make a sound, and tied them up. In one place, it has been used a lot.

Then he narrowly refused to untie the rope, but instead called Lingbao to play and chat, which made the two people inside very nervous.

At this time, another major event happened in Tokyo, and the scholar community was full of joy. Yang Shaozai donated all his collections and opened a Jinshi Museum.

Among them are many calligraphy posts by Wang Youjun, authentic works by Wu Daozi, and calligraphy by several masters in this dynasty.

These things are originally the things that the most powerful people can keep and watch in every era.

Now as long as you pay some money, you can watch it at a close distance through a short guardrail, but you can't touch it or reach it.

The money is used for maintenance and repairs, and to buy new collections.

For a time, Jinshi Pavilion became famous, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going. After watching and appreciating, they were mesmerized, and poems were flying all over the sky.

Many officials also learned from slaughtering less, and donated one or two collections to fill the Jinshi Museum.

Li Qingzhao, the layman Yi'an who promoted the Jinshi Pavilion, is busy repairing and maintaining order. Although it is hard work, he enjoys it.

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Chapter 692 New Year's Day Victory

Under the Great Wall, the Jinbing Camp.

The Jurchen aristocrats all wanted to withdraw their troops, and Aguda had already endured enough. The Great Wall Corps on the opposite side was like a swamp, and people were deeply trapped in it.

No matter how brave the soldiers are, they can't deal with these people. They don't fight you decisively, but defend and counterattack.

Whenever there is a slight risk of being annihilated, they will shrink in the solid fortifications and defend. As long as they can be solved with bows and arrows, they will never fight hand-to-hand.

All kinds of weird gunpowder, or poisonous smoke, or violent burning, or scattered splashing wounding people.

Even if today's Jurchen warriors still have the courage to overthrow the Daliao, they are helpless in the face of such a line of defense.

The army has been marching for a long time, and the capitals of Shangjing and Zhongjing are often in a hurry behind them, and the grasslands in the west are about to change.

Everyone knows that when the snow melts, Jurchen will face a violent storm.

At such a time, it is really unwise to spend money, food, soldiers and horses here.

Wanyan Aguda deliberately withdrew to Huanglong Mansion, repaired his troops and horses, and waited for the decisive battle.

As soon as this proposal was made, the people in the big tent seconded it one after another. The Jurchens are not keen on the territory, anyway, they just snatched it, so they don't feel very distressed.

No one wanted to be here anymore, and spent time with the Song army on the opposite side, riding out of the big tent, and went to the camps to give orders.

Wanyan Loushi was not qualified to participate in the big account meeting, and after receiving the order, he also began to prepare to retreat.

Several generals said unwillingly, "Lou Shi, will Zong Han's revenge not be avenged?"

Lou Shi sighed, bowed his head and said, "At the beginning when we defeated Khitan, our morale reached its peak. We should have gone south in one go and completely defeated the weak Song people. It's a pity that we missed the opportunity. Now that the Song people have come to their senses, they have been fighting more and more all these years." The stronger it is, the more hopeless it is to go south, and it is more important to hold on to the current territory."

"You have been so smooth all these years, maybe you have forgotten that our Jurchens can survive, and patience is more important than bravery. How did Liaogou bully us back then? He gritted his teeth and endured it. When the time comes, he will kill them Step on it."

"Now it's time for us to hold back for a while. The old emperor's decision was very wise, and he was ordered to withdraw his troops. However, there are more sentinels from the Song people than there are snowflakes on the ground. No matter how they withdraw troops, they can't hide it. Du Hu, You and I lead the people behind the palace, and prepare to ambush the Song people who come to pursue them."

In the Golden Barracks, the Jurchen Mukes, who had long been eager to return, were all overjoyed when they heard the order to withdraw their troops.