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The First Champion Chapter 461

But in this battle, the Khitan's last bloody spirit was fought, and they would not die without a fight.

Even Bianliang, because of this battle, started to look at Khitan again.

Whether this tool country can support it for a while, and when is the most appropriate time to swallow it completely, have all been put on the agenda again.

"Yao Pingzhong wrote a letter, bluntly saying that Khitan has not yet reached the point where it cannot be supported at all. If Yelu Dashi is in power, he should be able to continue to resist Jurchen for a while." After Bai Shizhong finished speaking, he gave Yang Lin a slight look.

Yang Lin yawned, stood up and said, "We can also see the situation in Yunnei clearly. Once caught in the flames of war, the people will live in dire straits. Whether it is Qin Long, Hedong, or You Yan, they are not prepared for this.

Leaving aside the Khitans right now, if we fight the Jurchen Tartars directly, we will definitely fight on the land of our Song people.

The New Deal has not yielded results, the canal is still burning money, and the country is still in turmoil. Many people in Lingnan and Liangzhe are frustrated and may stir up civil strife at any time.Over there, Jiaozhi still needs to be suppressed, and the state's finances cannot be infinite.If you want me to say, help Yelu Dashi again and let him hold it for a while. "

The battle line was stretched too long, and several major projects in the Song Dynasty were being carried out at the same time, and the officials present at the court also had the same idea.

As soon as Yang Lin's words fell, there was a lot of support. The officials in Mingtang who controlled the government had already begun to mobilize civilians from Hedong and Hebei to transport luggage to Yingzhou.

"Even if you spend more money, let the flames of war burn outside the Yanmen Pass!" After Yang Lin finished speaking, he put his finger on Monan and said, "Gongming, you send someone to contact the Tatars in Mobei and win over a group of them." People, put pressure on the Jurchens from the west."

The Tatars are now a group of hungry beasts, struggling on the verge of starving to death every winter, if they don't go out to grab them, they will die out.

It's a pity that now, every neighbor is so strong that they have no choice but to go northwest and bully those poorer Slavs.

If they are given some benefits and let them go to the northwest of the Kingdom of Jin to make troubles while the Jurchens are on their way, I believe they will still be willing.

In the past, they belonged to the rule of the Liao people, but whenever they could no longer survive, they had to go to the vicinity of Shangjing Mansion in Daliao to plunder.

Even if they are beaten half to death every time, they can always grab something to keep some members of the clan from starving to death.

Seeing the sun getting higher and higher, Yang Lin and a group of officials walked out of the hall, Song Jiang stepped forward and said with a smile: "Young master, why not have a few drinks at noon."

Yang Lin shook his head and said with a smile: "Youyan, my nephew Xu Shuwei, came back to Bianliang today and lived in my house, so I had to go back and have a look. After all, my mother's uncle is big, and I, as an uncle, still have The demeanor of the elders."

Song Jiang nodded. He had already made appointments with a few brothers, and walked out with one arm behind his waist, shaking his official robe.

Yang Lin looked at the short man, chuckled, and thought maliciously: "No wonder Yan Poxi wants to steal a man. Although Song Gongming has a lot of loyalty, his appearance really can't compare with this official."

After boarding the carriage, when Yang San was driving, Lu Qian suddenly knocked on the window, Yang Lin lifted the curtain, and Lu Qian said, "Master Xu, that seems to be Mrs. Xu."

Following his gaze, a tall and beautiful man, with a petite maid, was wandering around the street.

Just by looking at that leg, Yang Lin knew it was Xu Yuenu, so he hurried out and said, "Yang San, you go back first, let Xu Shuwei and his group of friends eat by themselves, I may not go back later... .”

Lu Qian chuckled, and led his guards aside, Yang Lin chased after him with a smile on his face.

Xu Yuenu took Miao'er and was strolling along the street. At this time in the Song Dynasty, it was normal for women to go shopping in the street. It was a bit of the Tang Dynasty style, and the children of the Han family were not bound by Neo Confucianism.

And Xu Yuenu is alone in a house, even more free, and often comes out to hang out.

With her skills, she is not afraid of encountering any unscrupulous bad guys, so she is here to buy some rouge and gouache when she goes out today.

Xu Yuenu's attire looks like a warrior, with white silk sleeves that are narrow and close-fitting, and red wristbands tied around her hands. The style of the apron between the chest and abdomen is exactly the same as that of a man, and the embroidered gold belt makes her waist appear tighter and her chest is tighter. Round, bright and gorgeous with a three-point heroic spirit, it is particularly provocative.

In front of her, the little maid Miao Er was carrying a basket, with a petite figure, a round face with bright eyes, and a pair of big eyes that were sparkling.

Xu Yuenu was watching from left to right, Miaoer wanted everything, and kept teasing her to buy and buy.Xu Yuenu has a lot of money and is not stingy with her maid. She bought a lot of messy things and was about to see if there was anything interesting around her when she suddenly felt someone tap her on the shoulder.

This blow was no small matter, anger rose from the heart, a pair of long legs were pushed back, and the fist had already hit with a scolding sound.

"Boldly become an apprentice, blind your dog... Lin Lang?"

Yang Lin's complexion had turned into a pig's liver, he didn't know whether to cover his hands, and whether to cry out for pain.

"Help me away quickly, and be careful not to be seen by the people..." Reputation is the most important thing, Yang Lin said with pain.

Xu Yuenu was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, filled with remorse, and quickly and carefully supported him.

The old man Zhu, the guard behind him, asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with Shaozai?"

Lu Qian chuckled, and said, "Young Zai is like this, this must be playing tricks on others again."

The guards suddenly realized, nodded, and continued to follow behind.

If Yang Lin heard it, he would probably have to fight Lu Qian desperately, and he really suffered a lot this time.

Helping Yang Lin into his carriage, Xu Yuenu burst into tears: "Lin Lang, I... woo woo woo, I... I didn't do it on purpose. Your... are you okay?"

"Hehe, it's okay." Yang Lin comforted with a strong smile: "This small injury is not worth mentioning. You know that I am very talented."

Xu Yuenu laughed through tears, and punched him, and Yang Lin screamed out from Qin Dong's wound.

Xu Shuwei, who had just returned from Youyan, was dragged by Lu Qian to the Changle Building. After holding back a smile, he coughed lightly and said, "Uncle, you... need to rest for seven days."

"Seven days?" Yang Lin scolded, "What kind of quack doctor are you? You won't recover in three days. We don't pay for the medicine and diagnosis."

Xu Shuwei said seriously: "Uncle, I can't help this, at least seven days!"

"Go away." Yang Lin threw out a pillow, very angry.

Xu Shuwei hurriedly slipped away, walked to the door, showed half of his head again, stretched out his fingers and said, "Uncle, seven days."

"roll!"

Xu Yuenu and Miao'er looked at each other, their faces flushed with embarrassment.

Xu Yuenu picked up the pillow, lowered her head and bit her lips, and said, "Lin Lang...don't be angry with me, okay?"

Liu Mansion, Liu Qingshui walked back and forth.

The fairy-like elder sister was still lazily lying on the bed, her whole body was listless, and her complexion was much worse than half a month ago.

That lazy and lazy beauty, in the eyes of other men, has long been bloody, but Liu Qingshui can only feel distressed.

In the past few days, my sister has become weaker and weaker. Liu Tiju has no idea that this is all his own fault.

Little Concubine Liu Gui was moved by Yang Lin's various gifts and deep affection, especially the tacit understanding that she could guess her own heart every time, and her love was deeply rooted.

However, Yang Lin didn't come even once, and he didn't show any signs of it, which made Little Concubine Liu suffer from lovesickness.

"He won't come these few days! I will... I will..." Little Concubine Liu Gui thought for a long time, pulled the quilt over her face, and began to cry.

Liu Qingshui hated her for not fighting, blamed her sister, and blamed Yang Lin, and waved away the maid.

Xiao Liu said violently: "Isn't he just a man, why is he so worthless, what do you want from me? I'll just carry him to your bed!"

After finishing speaking, he spat: "Two wretches! Bah!"

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