The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 431

Cai Lingbao obediently said "Yes", and said sweetly: "Brother Lin is so caring, I like you the most."

The maids in the room all covered their mouths and snickered, Li Feng was even more angry, isn't this the same as what he said

After being tired for a while, Yang Lin sent the little thing away, poked his head out from the curtain of the car before leaving, and waved goodbye to Yang Lin weeping.

Yang Lin was at the side of the car, and told Lu Qian, "Be careful along the way, protect the Lingbao well, just like protecting me. The old Enxiang should also greet you well."

Saying the word "Hao Hao", slightly accentuated the tone.

Lu Qian smiled and said, "Don't worry, Young Master, your subordinates understand."

Back in the small courtyard, Yang Lin sat down on a chair, feeling drunk.

Li Feng rushed people to prepare hangover soup and hot towels, squatted on the ground by himself, and took off his shoes and socks.

This beautiful woman has fertile breasts and fat buttocks, but she has a slender, round gourd waist with deep curves. When she walks, she poses gracefully, and when she squats down, she is even more dazzling.

Yang Lin hooked her foot and tore a big slit in her undershirt, causing Li Feng to cry out in surprise.

Shuran blushed, and said in a low voice: "Da Lang is drunk, and my servant is serving Da Lang to take a nap."

Yang Lin chuckled and said, "Go to the Lingbao bed, and you come too."

Li Feng blushed like overripe pomegranate seeds, although he cursed inwardly, he still nodded docilely.

Who knew, Yang Lin's next words almost made her find a crack in the ground and slip in.

"Find a piece of clothing from Lingbao, and put it on."

ps: Thank you Fengmeng for your continuous rewards, thank you King for allowing me to patrol the mountain for the two rewards, thank you Mo Xiang for the rewards, there will be an update in a while, I suggest you watch it tomorrow morning

Chapter 5 Blood Splattered Golden Palace

In Datong Mansion, Yelu Dashi finally met the Liao Emperor as he wished, and the ministers of the Daliao Remnant Mountains and Waters in the Golden Palace were all glamorous.

After Yelu Dashi entered the palace, he looked out of place, and some ministers laughed out loud.

This guy is dressed in rags, with mottled arrow marks on his armor, he dared to come to this golden palace.

Xiao Sixian let out a cough, and everyone managed to calm down. Yelu Yanxi's face was a little tired, with dark circles under his eyes, he kept yawning.Singing and singing every night, and drinking for a long time, his body has been hollowed out.

"Chen Yelu Dashi, I have seen Your Majesty."

"Let's get down, you came to see me, what's the matter?"

Yelu Dashi said in a condensed voice: "I am incompetent. I was defeated by Wanyan Loushi in the Beigui Mountain of the Zhongjing Mansion. Now the Zhongjing Mansion has no place to stand. The Jurchen army will go south soon. Your Majesty, please send troops as soon as possible to help you take back the Zhongjing Mansion Beigui." The mountain is also the Pingfan of Yunzhou."

Yelu Dashi is not a person who doesn't know how to be flexible. He knows very well that if he is simple and reasonable, the wine bag and food bag of this temple will definitely not send troops.

Only by making them afraid and knowing that the Jurchens are about to go south, will they take it seriously.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion in the Golden Palace.Yelu Yanxi also sat up straight, and said in a panic: "The Jin soldiers are coming again? Go to Song Dynasty to invite General Yao."

Yelu Dashi's face was ashen, the Khitan man must have not died yet, and he went to Song Dynasty to ask for help when he encountered the enemy?

This Hunjun really has no blood at all, what's terrible is that all the ministers in the hall responded one after another.

rotten!

It has been rotten to the bone, from the inside to the outside, there is not a piece of good meat.

Yelu Dashi felt dizzy and dizzy, and a sense of powerlessness started from the soles of his feet and went straight to the sky.

He really wanted to violently kill people, kill all these boneless, spineless rotten people.I heard that Yang Lin entered the palace with a sword in the Southern Dynasty, killed the treacherous minister Liang Shicheng, and locked the emperor in a hundred-foot-high building.

At this time, Yelu Dashi wished he could follow suit and make a change, but unfortunately he didn't have Yang Lin's strength.

When a palace of monarchs and ministers were discussing to go to the Song Dynasty to rescue soldiers, Yelu Dashi silently walked out of this old golden palace, a temple built by the Han people, with cornices and brackets, simple and elegant.Always so grand and atmospheric, yet depressing.

Standing at the entrance of the main hall and looking out, dark clouds piled up, as if they were about to fall down and crush this world of flowers and flowers.

Yelu Dashi walked out of the palace step by step, and never looked back from the beginning to the end.

There was a lot of noise in the hall, only the buzzing of flies and mosquitoes, and not a word could reach his ears.

Back to the messy courtyard where his subordinates lived, hundreds of people suddenly raised their heads and looked at him expectantly.

Yelu Dashi let out a miserable laugh, and said: "Your Majesty is a foolish minister, and he doesn't even have half a man. We Khitan have no hope."

Everyone was silent, staring at Yelu Dashi closely, a wave of grief and indignation gathered together, covering the dilapidated small courtyard.

Yelu Dashi knew that he would surely die after returning, Wanyan Loushi would not give him a chance.There was no one in Yunzhou to send troops to support them, and with the weak assholes and the mediocre Eighth Battalion of the Resentment Army, they couldn't fight the Jurchens head-on.

Unless it is to give up the entire Daliao, follow his subordinates, flee to the Western Regions, and choose a place to live on the prairie.

His heart was tangled into a ball, it seemed that even taking a breath would affect his heart, liver and spleen, excruciating pain.

Suddenly, a thunderstorm fell, followed by heavy rain.

Among the warriors in the courtyard, none of them took shelter from the rain, they all stared at Yelu Dashi with wide eyes in the rain.

The sound of thunder seemed to split the tangled ball in Yelu Dashi's heart, and he suddenly opened his eyes.Standing straight like a mountain, with red eyes, he glanced at the hundred and ten people under his command and roared in the rain: "The emperor has no way, the treacherous ministers are full of courts, are you willing to follow me to the palace!"

The ancestral skill of the Daliao people is to kill the king and stand on one's own feet. If you don't rebel, you will be ashamed to call yourself the Khitan prince.

Yelu Dashi's subordinates were not surprised but happy, and a hundred people responded in unison!

The cold rain poured on the body, without the slightest chill, on the contrary, everyone's blood was boiling like fire.

In Yunzhou City, the top of the city is heavily guarded, and there are guards at five steps and one post at ten steps in the palace.

There are only more than 100 people in Yelu Dashi. Their dilapidated courtyard has no stables at all, and they just stepped on their horses at this time.

A group of people rushed outside the palace, and a young general raised his hand far away to signal them to dismount.

Yelu Dashi stretched out his hand, took a javelin from his soldier, threw it with all his strength, and pierced him through a hole.

At this time, the Liao soldiers outside the palace realized that this group of people had rebelled. Everyone was pale and looked at each other with expressions of fear.

Who are they?How many people do they have?Who is behind the scenes?

No one would believe that a foreign general dared to rebel with a hundred people.

If this kind of rebellion is initiated by the establishment, which side should I stand on?

When he was a little hesitant, Yelu Dashi had already waved his hand, beckoning his subordinate Erlang, and knocked open the door.

After all, the Yunzhou Palace is a palace. It was originally the government office of Datong City. It didn't have many doors, and it was not very strong.