The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 508

But Yang Lin didn't realize it, thinking that everyone bought into his kindness, and everyone became smarter.

The first one to arrive was indeed Gao Shan, who was wearing a Confucian shirt and still looked decent.

"I've seen Shaozai." Gao Gang said with a smile.

"Yamei, please sit down quickly." Yang Lin got up and said in person.

I am handsome, why is this young minister still called Ya Nei? It used to sound very friendly, but now it sounds a bit strange.Gao Shan thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say it. After the tea was finished, he got up to refill Yang Lin without waiting for the guards to pour the tea.

Yang Lin occasionally talked with him about things other than the Southern Expedition. These two people were quite self-aware, and they didn't know much about war.

After a while, Song Jiang hurried over, wiped his sweat and said, "Young Zai, Ya Nei, Song Jiang is late."

"It's not too late, you're still early." Yang Lin said with a smile.

Song Jiang wondered: "What's the happy event for the young master? Why is he so happy? In the past, if you come late, you will scold him immediately."

Gao Shan tugged at him and said, "Sit down quickly."

Fang Qifo and Han Shizhong came together, both of whom had just arrived from the army.After sitting down, Yang Lin began to say: "For this southern expedition, should we join the army going north to annihilate Zhong Xiang first, or divide the troops."

"It's better to go directly to Jiaozhi as a young prime minister, and Minister Zhong will give it to the local defenders." Han Shizhong said: "Going by sea, passing through the South China Sea Division troop transport ship, you can reach Jiaozhi as soon as possible."

On the way here, he had already discussed with Fang Qifo. As soon as Fang Qifo heard what he said, he nodded in agreement and stopped talking.

Yang Lin pondered for a moment, and said: "I think it's better to deal with Zhongxiang's Mingjiao rioters as soon as possible. After all, it's okay to drag on Jiaozhi, and it's on the land of Jiaozhi. But Zhongxiang will cause troubles in Jingchu and Jiangnan. You know , Wang Jingang of the Maitreya Sect has not been caught yet. We are fighting in Jiaozhi, and these two get together again to stir up wind and rain, and Jiangnan will suffer again."

In Yang Lin's words, he still deeply distrusted the local soldiers.

Song Jiang was the privy envoy, and he said calmly: "Young master, the governor of Jingchu, Wang Ji, made a statement, bluntly saying that Jingchu soldiers and horses are enough to suppress bandits. Yu Xuzhong and Yin Muhong from Jiangnan also wrote a letter, saying that the remnants of the Maitreya sect have become irrelevant. Yang Tianning is hunting down Wang Jingang, I believe good news will come soon."

Everyone still hopes that Yang Lin can quickly pacify Jiaozhi and return to the court victorious.Moreover, the situation in Jingchu in the south of the Yangtze River has probably become clear. Zhang Shuye has made a plan to cut the bottom line and kill the wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River first, so as not to ignite their fire.Without the financial and human support of local snakes, what kind of situation can a few thieves become.

Yang Lin died for more than a stick of incense. If you want to fight in Jiaozhi, you can go there in autumn and winter.

We must not let them delay the next rainy season, otherwise, I am afraid they will fall into the quagmire.

If you go south now, it is indeed just right. Once you stay in Jingchu for a few months, it will be the rainy season in Jiaozhi.

In the end, Yang Lin still chose to follow the good example, trusting Wang Ji and Yu Xuzhong, and said: "Okay, then, we must be fast. With a thunderous blow, we will completely wipe out all the stubborn forces of the Cochin, and we cannot give them a bad fight." Is there a place to land from the sea to the north of Cochin?"

Fang Qifo nodded, and said: "Hui Shaozai, the north of Jiaozhi is full of ports, all of which were built by us. The soldiers didn't fight much, and just sat and watched Jiaozhi's infighting. They built a few cities in their boredom. Many ports have been built to collect supplies."

"Then send out troops tomorrow, take Jiaozhi from the sea, and return to the court with the troops from the previous year!"

Chapter 576 The Wicked Needs to Be Grinded by the Wicked

Killing Pig Alley is a wharf area, usually the busiest, with an endless stream of official ships and civilian ships, sometimes loading and unloading at night, the lights are as bright as day, but now it is much deserted.

Several large ships stopped there, waiting for the soldiers of the Southern Expedition to board the ships. They traveled from the Bianhe River to the south of the Canal, and then transferred from the mouth of the Yangtze River to a troop carrier to the heart of Jiaozhi.

On the wide river, the boat stopped at the shore, and the officer urged the soldiers to get on the boat.

This time only 2 people were brought south, and the troop carrier would be able to load all these people within a day and night.

Yang Lin was also sent off respectfully by everyone, led his personal guards, and boarded one of them.

Yang Shaozai has always been with the soldiers when he went to war, and everyone is used to it.

But in private, I still have some admiration. After all, he is an official and the most noble champion. It is an attitude in itself to be willing to work with the discriminated warriors.

Yang Lin is using his own body to change the empire's prejudice against warriors. The way of martial arts, one is strong and the other is soft, can't lack any of them.

On the one hand, Song Dynasty went to extremes, causing many generals who could fight to be depressed.

After Yang Lin boarded the boat, he looked at Bianliang City behind him, and this time he came back, and he was going to be its real master.

The shame of Jingkang was like a mountain, pressing on him, making him work hard from the moment he set his own life goals, breaking through the obstacles within his power, and trying to make some changes.

Now that it has achieved initial results, his New Deal is a radical reform directly from the system itself, which is difficult even for the emperor of the Song Dynasty.Directly performing major surgery on the political, economic, and cultural systems of this huge empire, such earth-shaking reforms, perhaps only Yang Lin, a power minister who has no scruples, can do it.

But throughout the ages, none of the reformers who have succeeded in reforming forcibly paved a road according to his idea, and then asked the people of the world to realize what he wanted to do according to his idea.Such a person is a dreamer without power. If he has power, he can only harm others and misunderstand himself.

Yang Lin can only guide and act at the same time, using the power in his hand to forcibly reverse the general trend in the future and cut off the alien races in the north. In the next few hundred years, there should be a blowout rise.

Acting against the sky, and talking about conforming to the will of the sky, can only cover the sky with one hand and make progress recklessly.

A large flag was waving in the wind on the ship, with the word "Yang" written on it.

With the sound of a horn, Yang Lin's boat set off first, and countless people on both sides of the Bian River stopped to watch.

Jiangnan, outside Hangzhou.

Yu Xuzhong looked at the prisoners being escorted, and sneered in his heart: the world has not yet entered a hopelessly chaotic world, and under the current circumstances, Zhong Xiang and Wang Jingang have no long-term business accumulation, and have lost the support of aristocratic families. Not to mention the response of scholars and scholars, without a broad base of common people, it is simply a dream to start from nothing in a short period of time and occupy the world in a short period of time.

At that time, the anger and grievances between Zhu Xi and Li Yan made the people lose their hearts. At that time, the people, gentry, and bureaucrats from all over the world were precarious and gathered grievances at the court.Only Fang La can have such a big momentum. Now the place is stable, the officials are pragmatic and streamlined, the people's life is gradually getting better, and the soil for rebellion has lost its nutrients.

Right now, some of these rioters have been poisoned to the point of being hopeless, and their hands are often covered with blood. Such interrogations are usually executed on the spot.

There are also some who are purely coerced and follow the rebels around.Their home was burned by thieves, and their family members were almost dead. They followed Wang Jingang like a walking dead.

Yu Xuzhong is not going to spare such people, and of course he will not kill them, but will give him a period of forced labor.Jiangnan has been so badly damaged, there is too much work to do, and the huge number of projects requires manpower.

He turned around and asked, "Which state capital in the south of the Yangtze River has not completed the task?"

A young general around him cupped his fists and said, "Go back to the governor, only Taiping Prefecture is left."

"Taiping Prefecture" Yu Xuzhong narrowed his eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "That's a troubled place."

In Taiping Prefecture, in a small courtyard in the countryside.

It was cold and windy outside, but inside the house was burning red charcoal and it was as warm as spring. A muscular naked man with a lewd smile on his face stretched out a big hand to touch a woman's whole body.

The woman looked at the burning charcoal, and her heart hurt like blood. This is all the charcoal in the house, and it needs to be kept for the winter.

Now being burned by this villain, this winter, I am afraid that the whole family will freeze to death in the house.

The villain's palm slid from the woman's cheek, over the neck, along the skirt of the dress, and rested on the chest. "Damn it, she nursed two children after all, and she doesn't have much meat on her body. The whole **** grows on it"

"Your Majesty, be gentle and don't damage the only skirt at home." The woman begged softly with a sad expression on her slightly pretty face.

Her husband and son were all tied up outside. In order to save them, they had to stoop to wait for the thief.

Although the woman hated her in her heart, she was helpless. These Maitreya followers killed people frequently.

In the pot on the charcoal fire, the only remaining food left in the house was burning, and at this time it had already exuded a strong aroma, which made the woman feel distressed.

It seems that the charcoal, clothes and food are more valuable than their own gold, and it is really not easy for a poor family in this world.