0p0 The First Champion Chapter 193
The First Champion Chapter 193
Cai Bian's expression turned serious, and after thinking for a while, he said, "You have to convince me first."
Yang Lin thought, I'm not prepared for this, why did I come to you.
Taking out a map from his sleeve, Yang Lin pointed to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and said, "Tubo, it was a tyrannical time in the Tang Dynasty, and it is still difficult to think about it now. They lost their king, so they are torn apart and vulnerable.
If we don't take advantage of this time to regain this large area of land, once a tyrant emerges from Tubo in the future, it will be the source of our great Song's disaster. How can they not want to take back Hetao Lianglong?At that time, I am afraid that Tubo will cause a disaster, no less than Xixia.
It should be known that the Dangxiang clan in Xixia, although brave, suffers from the scarcity of numbers.Tubo is different, it can easily gather hundreds of thousands of troops.
I am attacking Dali today, and Shaobao also knows that it will soon be placed under the jurisdiction of Song Dynasty.
At that time, the Western Army and Dali will attack from both sides to completely eliminate this hidden danger. When fighting on the plateau, the cavalry of the Western Army will be needed at that time. "
Cai Bian breathed a sigh of relief, pondered for a long time, and finally said: "The power of the warriors has a faint intention of rising. I was not going to help you at first, but after hearing your words and your foresight towards Xixia and Dali, old man Just trust you once."
Yang Lin nodded happily and thanked him. To deal with this kind of person, he has to use the interests of the country to suppress him. He is not afraid that he will disagree.
The longer he spent in Da Song, the more Yang Lin felt that Da Song actually had many chances to stand up, but he didn't catch any of them, which was quite bizarre.
With a little intervention by myself, Xixia has been wiped out now, Dali will be recovered immediately, and preparations are made to attack Tubo
Restoring the territory of the prosperous Tang Dynasty is no longer just talk, of course the most important thing is Youyan.
Khitan is getting old, Wen Tian and Wu play, the king is stupid, and the land of Youyan may not be impossible to take.
At that time, the soldiers will be strong, the food and grass will be abundant, and the supplies will be complete. Why not fight against the rising golden dog.
After bidding farewell to Cai Bian, Yang Lin took the book-making to the emperor. Although the sequence of this set of procedures is wrong, it does not hinder its legitimacy.
Soon after, the Western Army could have its own cavalry.
In Genyue, a small river flows through the garden, and weeping willows beside the river are like covers.
A swing was tied to the branch of a weeping willow, and a pair of crested boots swayed leisurely on the swing.
The owner of the phoenix boots is dressed in palace attire, with red tassels pinned to his waist, handsome eyes, smiling cherry lips, noble and glamorous, humming a ditty, and holding on to the swing with slender fingers, yet childlike.
Zhao Ji put down his paintbrush, looked at it lightly, and met his gaze. Little Concubine Liu Gui smiled sweetly, her muscles congealed with ice and snow, her face reflected the morning glow, her beauty was extraordinary.
Looking at this scene, Yang Lin felt as if he had bitten a green grape in his heart, and suddenly felt a little sour, and deliberately loudly said: "My subject Yang Lin, I have seen Your Majesty."
Zhao Ji turned his head and said with a smile: "You came to see me so early today, you are really full of energy, and your voice is a little louder."
Yang Lin chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, I have official duties to play."
Zhao Ji had some headaches, he looked at his semi-finished paintings reluctantly, and said: "You can handle the matter of the frontier army with full authority, you don't need to tell me, it will give you a headache."
His original intention was Southwest Dali, Yang Lin was not like Liang Shicheng, who dared to falsely preach the imperial decree at every turn, and said: "Your Majesty, it is the military affairs of the Northwest, and the Shenwu Army wants to expand the cavalry system."
"What do Xiang Cai and Ai Qing think?"
"The ministers and others thought it was a great act." Yang Lin spontaneously compared Cai to Cai Bian.
Zhao Ji said: "That's how we do it."
At this time, Concubine Liu Gui who was on the swing came down from the swing, walked over and said with a smile, "Young Shaozai."
Yang Lin straightened his waist and said: "See the imperial concubine."
"Young Zai, Qingshui will get married in a few days. Shao Zai and him are brothers and sisters. He listens to you the most. Please don't hesitate to take care of him."
Yang Lin smiled and said: "Don't bother the imperial concubine to worry about it, I will arrange it properly for him."
Little Concubine Liu Gui remembered Yang Lin's methods, and it was more than enough to control the victory ceremony. She ignited the interest of the people of Bianliang with high vision several times, and arranging a wedding must be very beautiful.
Thinking of this, Little Concubine Liu Gui smiled, and said sweetly: "In this case, it will be a waste of time."
Zhao Ji picked up the paintbrush and urged her to continue painting on the swing. Concubine Liu Gui nodded shyly and turned to go to the swing.
Yang Lin retreated slowly, reached the gate of the garden, and looked back.
Across the emperor Zhao Ji, the imperial concubine's celestial face is the most beautiful, making Gen Yue's exotic flowers and plants pale in comparison.
Chapter 235 When is Yanqi Border Pass good?
In the northwest border, the world is vast.
At the foot of Montenegro, the Mongols opened up a town specially set up to entertain merchants from the Song Dynasty.
Countless flocks of sheep and horses were driven here in exchange for the necessities of life. Although the iron pot is not worth much in the Song Dynasty, it is a treasure on the grassland.
Most of the people who came to buy and sell in these grass gardens were from the Bai Dadan tribe, and everyone had smiles on their faces.
For ordinary herdsmen, the benefits of the opening of the exchange are immediate.
How many cattle and sheep do you raise, if you only eat meat, you can feed your family of four, if you exchange half of the cattle and sheep for food, you can feed a family of six, and you can save some savings, how do you choose?
Moreover, food is easy to store, so there is no need for nomads to encounter extreme cold weather or herd plague, and have to rob or starve to death.
Among the messy crowd, there were many men from Guanzhong who also came to sell horses.
Walking in the lively market, these people often compare which horses are stronger, and then find a few who can speak Mandarin, and bargain with the horse sellers and herdsmen.
In terms of bargaining, the Mongols who just started the exchange market are obviously not the opponents of the Han businessmen, but they should gradually become smarter.
It is conceivable that after the opening of the tea-horse trade road, a large number of horse dealers will inevitably flock here.
In addition to the Mongols and Han people here, there are also Dangxiang people, Qiang people, and Khitan people.
Suddenly, there was a sound of gong beating in the market, and I saw a few guys holding up signs to help their shopkeepers recruit people to work.
There is no shortage of labor on the grasslands, and if you go to Dingzhou to work hard, you can get back a few bags of grain and good wine brewed by the Han people. For the herdsmen on the grasslands, it is a very cost-effective thing.
Quite a few men of different races with strange hairstyles lined up obediently, waiting for their Han Chinese employers to take them on the horse-drawn cart going south.
On the original land of Xixia, there is a lot of waste to be done now, and strong labor is needed everywhere.
The entire border is a quiet and peaceful scene. If there is no change, it can be imagined that this place will become more and more prosperous.
It's a pity that the border has never been a safe place. No matter what race or national power the two sides are on, sooner or later this peace will be broken.
The current peace is even more precious. The Song Dynasty that has not yet fallen, the Mongolia that has not yet risen, and the old enemies who have been fighting for more than 50 years are enjoying a rare honeymoon period.
Teams of military men shuttled through the market, selecting suitable horses.
These people are experts, and they can tell the quality of a horse by touching it with their hands. The Mongolians like these guests the most.
They spend a lot of money, buying the whole herd of horses, and there is definitely enough food to exchange, saving a lot of time,