0p0 The First Champion Chapter 288
The First Champion Chapter 288
People in high positions like to think deeply about things, Yang Lin is like this.
Only Yao Pingzhong and Mrs. Yao reacted normally, one was determined to avenge his brother, the other was crying, and the attitudes of the others were a little off.
He didn't know Yao Shu's status in the Western Army, so he mistakenly thought that he was the same as Zhe Yanwen. In fact, the young masters of the Western Army did not treat Yao Shu as the same.
This is an illegitimate son, and he still has the blood of the Dangxiang clan. He has fought for 100 years and killed millions of people. The hatred of the Western Army for the Dangxiang people is by no means comprehensible to outsiders.
Yang Lin didn't know the hidden story, so he naturally became a little more suspicious. He stood in the hall and said in a deep voice: "This case involves the Western Army, and I will naturally mobilize the Anti-Corruption Factory and the Longevity Battalion to assist Kaifeng. The government investigates the case, you have no official status, don't get involved, just cooperate with the investigation."
After returning home, Yang Lin felt a little tight in his chest. Such a incident happened for no reason, and the attitude of the characters in it was ambiguous, as if there was some conspiracy hidden.
Now is the most critical moment for the Three Kingdoms of Song, Liao, and Jin, and there is no room for any extraneous complications to sabotage their hard-working plans.
This matter is not related to personal gain or loss, honor or disgrace, but the rise and fall of the entire Han family in the Central Plains, and because of this, it is even more necessary to be foolproof.
His own plan itself does not guarantee that Da Song will have the advantage in this competition, but it is just a little bit to save the unfavorable situation.
Next, they will face even more severe challenges, blocking the mighty Jurchen Tartars.
People pay attention to a final conclusion, and later generations wrote a book saying that Wanyan Agu's attack was the destiny of fate, and it was considered exhaustive, with a heroic spirit and a seldom caring.
From the perspective of future generations, this period of Jurchen history, whether it is the Aguda or the Jurchen Tartars, seems to be open, and it is difficult to explain their combat effectiveness and achievements with common sense.
If it is true that the destiny is there, then it is not easy to go against the sky.
The Western Army is a crucial part of Yang Lin's plan. Once there is a problem with this part, it is very likely that the whole game will be lost.
In the gloomy sky outside, there was a loud thunder.
In an instant, heavy rain poured down, the rain was strong, and the rain swayed with the wind, as if the entire Bianliang City was shrouded in a boundless rain curtain.
Yang Lin stood up, wanted to close the window, stretched his hand halfway, and suddenly shouted: "Lu Qian, find Yin Muhong."
After a while, Yin Muhong came in the rain, took off his coir raincoat and shook himself outside the door before walking into the study.
Yang Lin said in a deep voice, "You know everything, right?"
The whole body was wet, and this kind of rain was not something that could be blocked by a coir raincoat. Yin Muhong twisted his sleeves and said, "I heard from Lu Qian on the way that this matter is not that simple. It is definitely not an ordinary robbery."
A maid gave a handkerchief, Yin Muhong thanked him, wiped his face, and said, "Young master, have you investigated Yao Shu's life?"
"Before it's too late, I have already sent someone to inform Song Jiang and ask him to investigate."
Yin Muhong frowned, and said: "Song Gongming is in Xiazhou area, busy preparing to attack the Karhan Dynasty, it is best not to distract him at this time of year.
Moreover, although Qin Long and Bianliang are not far away, it will take a month and a half to get back and forth, so why not just start in Bianliang, Shaozai has just taken in two students from the Yao family, is it still reliable? "
Yang Linguang thought about the conspiracy behind this incident, but ignored these points, and immediately said without thinking: "Xiyan is not bad."
"Just use him to learn about Yao Shu, and then proceed to investigate.
There is no need to worry about Shaozai, killing people in the suburbs of Bianliang is so easy to do without leaving any flaws.We have the Long Live Camp and the Anti-Affair Factory, and we will be able to solve the case by peeling off the cocoon. "
Yang Lin nodded, cheered up, and said, "You will be in charge of this matter."
Yin Muhong chuckled, nodded and agreed, then changed the subject and said, "Young Zai, is there a possibility that this matter was done by one of the Western Army's own people?"
"Before investigating the case, don't draw circles for yourself. It will be useless except to shackle your thinking. Everything should start with the evidence. Just like you said, start with the city foxes and rats in Bianliang City."
Yin Muhong took a deep breath, and said: "Young Zai is right, this subordinate has been educated."
"No matter who this person is, he stirred up the trend and caused some troubles for this official.
After Wang Fu's death, the distraught and distraught Liang Shikai was in a hurry. Now that the Long Live Camp is doing things, he is restrained at every step and blamed everywhere. The official can only make alchemy under the pretense of excuses and avoid the limelight at home.
The imperial court is in troubled times, if the situation in the northwest is corrupt, the princes in the imperial court will let me, the instigator, be spared. "
Yang Lin sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "I must find him out and see what kind of shady ambitions he has."
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The wind blows and the horse neighs.
On the grassland far away from the side wall, Yao Gu and several generals rode slowly on horseback.
At this time, Yao Gu, who was sitting on the horse, was still calm, and slowly recorded the surrounding terrain on the sheepskin scroll with a charcoal pen.
This was originally the territory of Xixia, and the Song Dynasty did not have a map of this area, so they had to rely on their own surveys and paintings.
Beside him, his eldest son, Yao Pingyou, had a sad face on his face, and after holding it in for a long time, he asked, "Father, there is news from the third brother that the second brother was killed in Bianliang!"
"I know." Yao Gu said lightly.
"Father, that's the second brother!"
Yao Gu turned his head, stuffed the parchment into his bosom, snorted and said, "As far as I know, you have bullied him a lot."
"That's my brother, I can bully him, but how can someone kill him!"
Yao Pingyou was furious, and the horses under his crotch felt their master's emotions, pawing their hooves uneasily.
Yao Gu squinted his eyes and glanced at him: "Why, you can solve the case by shouting here, or you can kill the enemy with your hands."
The family generals around him couldn't stand it any longer. Yao Shu has always been disliked because he has the blood of the party.But after all, he is Yao Gu's own son, so why would a white-haired father send a black-haired man so cold-blooded and calm.
"General, do you want to send someone to Bianliang to investigate the cause of Erlang's death, so as not to be fooled by the people of Kaifeng Mansion?"
Yao Gu shook his head and said: "Xiyan is there, ten thousand times stronger than you. Yesterday old Mr. Zhong sent me a letter, he has sent Xiaozhong to Bianliang himself, and told me not to act rashly."
As soon as everyone heard that Zhong Zhong was going, they all shut up. The identity of Mr. Xiao Zhong was enough to represent the Western Army, expressing concern and importance to this matter.
Yao Gu sighed, looked at the mountains in the distance, stretched his hand into his bosom for a long time without taking out the parchment, and finally closed his eyes and said, "Hua his mother, go back."
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Bianliang City, Zhefu.
The secret room is filled with a strong calming fragrance, so much dosage, it has surpassed the effect of calming the nerves, and it is even a bit choking.
Zhe Yanwen sat on the chair, holding the pen holder with his fingers, as if he was writing vigorously.
Taking a closer look, the paper under his pen had already been taken away, but Zhe Yanwen didn't seem to know it, and still held his pen holder with his head down.
When he got closer, he found that the pen in Zhe Yanwen's hand hadn't moved at all.A long thin steel wire was looped around his neck and tied to the chair behind him.
The steel wire had been pulled into his neck, and Zhe Yanwen's long tongue stuck out, showing a frightening purple-black color.
His long hair covered his face, his pupils were dilated, his eyelids were bleeding, and his lips were cyanotic.The ground is wet and [-]% of strangled people are incontinent.