The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 555

Merchants in the Western Regions, as well as horse dealers in Mongolia, have a bottomless demand for cloth.

Yang Lin stood up excitedly, pointed to the riverside with lush water and grass, and said, "Qinlong is a good place. I asked Zhang An to dredge the canal, and I am going to repair the road. You don't have to worry about the policy of the DPRK and China, you just need to take care of the government , to benefit one side. You and I are sincere and sincere, and I am confident that within ten years, this devastated and war-torn land will be restored to the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

All the Qin people present were happy, and Yang Shaozai's words were never just words.

Many unimaginable policies have been realized in his hands. This is a person who is not bound by old rules.

Zhong Li from the Jingzhao Mansion got up and said with a smile, "The court treats you so kindly, so you can rest assured. We Qin people are the least afraid of reform. Back then, the commercial reform started in Qin to promote the New Deal. Qin people have no obstacles here."

Yang Lin was overjoyed, and felt relieved. He thought it was a serious problem, but he didn't expect it to be the smoothest, much better than the Zhengzhou Mansion under the emperor's feet.

Soon, the accompanying guards prepared the meals, and all those present were those who had been on the battlefield, and there were not many people who disliked them. Qin Long's few high-ranking officials gathered by the bank of the rural river to have a banquet. Talk about the future and express your views.

Yang Lin listened carefully to the opinions of every official, and gradually these people really wanted to do something for this land. After a hundred years of suffering, they still did not change the Qin people's love for this land.

Different from Gyeonggi's omission and flashy appearance, the officialdom here reveals a simple and simple style.No one cherishes more than them the tranquility and peace brought by the blood of father and brother with one knife and one gun.

Yang Lin was very fortunate that he drove away the black sheep like the Zhe family in advance. Without them, the atmosphere of Qinlong province was refreshing.

When I returned to Chang'an, a dense crowd had already gathered by the bridge.

Although there is no one to manage the order, they consciously gave way to the middle way, Yang Lin also felt a little emotional, in fact, he may not be entirely for the sake of these folk husbands when he stopped Tong Guan, but the people are grateful.

At the end of the bridge, an old man stopped holding a wine jar, trembling when he saw Yang Lin's guard of honor approaching.

Lu Qian held the handle of the knife, the guards gradually dispersed, and Yang Lin walked to the front.

The old man saw that he recognized Yang Lin, and grinned, "The little old man was entrusted by the villagers to toast the young master."

He still remembered the appearance of the young official in front of him. Back in Hengshan, he was the one who beheaded the cruel officials, served porridge and food, knelt down in amazement, and apologized to hundreds of thousands of civilians for the imperial court.

"Your children fought on the front line, shed blood for the country, and fought for the Song Dynasty. Since I, Yang Lin, have come, I will not let their father and brother suffer behind."

"If one more person dies from starvation, I'll kill one head. If two people die from starvation, I'll kill the commander. If more than ten people die from starvation, I'll kill you all. The beards of the victorious army are also made of meat, ye. So ruthless, swordsmanship on the elders, who taught it?"

"Although I still have a lot to say, if I talk nonsense, I'm afraid it will delay everyone's meal and cause complaints."

These words seemed to be right in my ears. Back then, this old man was the closest person to Yang Lin, and he still couldn't forget Hengshan back then.

Yang Lin laughed, jumped off the horse, picked up the wine jar and drank it down.

Although some were sprinkled, such a large amount still attracted cheers, and finally the wine jar was turned upside down, indicating that there was no drop.

Yang Lin wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and laughed loudly, "Good wine!"

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622 Chapter Li Wei Lien

Outside Chang'an City, Yang Lin left in a happy mood. When he came, he never thought that Qin Long's trip would end like this.

Lu Qian leaned over and seeing that he was in a good mood, he also asked with a smile, "Shao Zai, should we go to Yan'an Mansion?"

Yang Lin tugged at the reins, and said with a smile, "There is nothing to see in Yan'an Mansion. The officials of Qinlong are united and united, which is impressive. Let's go to Shuozhou, and go straight to Yunnei via Shuozhou. The Jin people have the move to go south. How about Take the opportunity to inspect the Great Wall defense line."

Lu Qian looked at the carriage behind, there was a gap protruding from the curtain, obviously the people inside were peeking out of the carriage.

He chuckled from the bottom of his heart, and asked, "Young Zai, the border gate is where the flames of war are raging. Are the two young ladies going to Bianliang?"

Yang Lin glanced at him sideways, and said in a strange way, "I'm newly married, I haven't had enough fun yet, so I sent you to sleep with me?"

"Forget it, my subordinates are not good at this." Lu Qian said with a smile.Right now, Yang Lin is in a good mood, which can be seen personally. At this time, the guards around him always like to joke with him.

Whenever he frowns, it's best to stay as far away as possible, otherwise he will become a pouting bag, and he will be scolded for no reason.

"Get out." Yang Lin scolded with a smile, "it's okay, when we get to Shuozhou, I'll order a suit of light armor for them. Everyone around me can't take care of them. Old man Zhu, that bastard, last time I made my bed there was a gnat in it. I curled up on the bed with the quilt in my arms and didn't sleep all night."

Lu Qian was so happy that his back molars were exposed, he laughed and said, "Shao Zai is such a hero, why are you afraid of some bugs?"

Yang Lin said resentfully, "I'll just respond to this, it's scarier than a beast, and I have goosebumps all over my body."

There was a light cough from the carriage curtain, Yang Lin slowed down, and when he got to the side of the carriage, he showed a small round face of anger and joy, "We also want to ride a horse."

"Do you know?" Yang Lin looked at the little Taoist nun and asked suspiciously.

"You take us!" A voice next to him hurriedly said.

Yang Lin jumped off the horse, got into the carriage, grabbed each hand and said, "Nonsense, can you ride a horse with these clothes, and besides, what do you look like when people see me? I don't know who I am, so I think I'm a womanizer."

The two girls are wearing the same moon-white skirts, and they are very pleasing to the eye.What Yang Lin likes most is their liveliness and joy, they are very cute.

The two little girls looked at each other and smiled, squinting at him, obviously acquiescing that this person is a womanizer.

Yang Lin chuckled, took a cushion and lay down on the soft bed, patted his thigh and said, "Come on, let me practice riding first!"

After the city of Ani was captured by the Liao people, Samarkand, the outpost of Karahan, had already received the news.

This place is too far away from the mainland of Song Dynasty, and the officials guarding here rushed to send the news back to Song Dynasty.

Just on the way, news reached Yang Lin that Yelu Dashi had escaped so far and had already taken root.

Yang Lin was a little unexpected, but it was too far away, the army's westward march was not worth the loss, and the enemy was in the north, so he had the intention to go south at any time.

Yang Lin ordered that the people of the Protectorate of the Western Regions keep a close eye on the actions of the Liao people, deploy soldiers and horses to defend, and repair and strengthen the city wall.Now that this place is full of gunpowder, it will definitely affect the business contacts. It is best to send someone to make friends with Yelu Dashi, and then recount the "traditional friendship" of Song and Liao.

There is no permanent enemy in this world. If the interest is at hand, everyone has money to make money together. Wouldn't it be fun to make money from Western white-skinned people?

From Yang Lin's point of view, he secretly thought that people other than Han people would not miss their homeland.Yelu Dashi knew himself well, knew the current affairs best, and never acted impulsively. Besides, there was no way to distinguish between Song and Liao.Almost killed the little Taiwei Yao Pingzhong and his [-] Qin Fengjun in the city of Datong.

After careful consideration, Yang Lin added an item at the end of the letter, saying that if necessary, he could work with Yelu Dashi to carve up Khwarazmo.Yang Lin thought with all his heart that Yelu Dashi built an empire in the west, so he shouldn't covet territory in the east.

When the order was passed to Samarkand, Yelv Dashi and the Seljuks had already captured the entire western Khwarazm.

The iron cavalry of the Liao people pointed directly at Damascus. So far, the territory of the Liao people has reached the Mediterranean Sea.

Yelu Dashi himself was also a little surprised by this dreamlike speed of expanding the territory. Although the current territory is far less than one-tenth of the original Daliao, it is already amazing enough.

Riding on the bank of the Euphrates River, Yelu Dashi looked at Xiao Baobao, a fierce general beside him. His body was covered with blood, and he took off his helmet, revealing the traditional Khitan hair and short beard.Seeing compatriots who are used to bowing their knees, bowing in front of Song people, and flattering in front of Jin people, they love such a brave Haoerlang even more.

Yelu Dashi looked more and more pleasing to the eye, and felt really happy. He took off his helmet and showed his hair.

"Your Majesty, the cities to the west have been divided by us, and it will be a matter of time before we take them down. I think it's better to send a few people to surrender, maybe we can save them without bloodshed."

Yelu Dashi smiled lightly, and said, "I just found out today that the Taizu swept the world back then, and looked down on him with joy, the man should be like this! You send a few people to Mosul City with the head of the city lord here, and tell them if If you are willing to surrender, I will continue to use him as the city lord, if there is a soldier who resists with a weapon, the city will be full of old and young, and no one will be left behind!"

Khwarazmo, who had been separated, moved all its forces to the east and sent people to ask for help in the original land of Kara Khan, which is now the Protectorate of the Western Regions of the Great Song Dynasty.Ask the Protectorate of the Western Regions to send troops to help them repel the Liao people.

Three days later, all the Khitan missions to persuade them to surrender were killed.