roccoschili The First Champion Chapter 455
The First Champion Chapter 455
The praise for Yang Lin's knowledge and responsibility has almost surpassed the praise for Zong Ze. Of course, Yang Lin knows why. It's not because a group of students are trying to spread Yang's learning.
In China, if any theory wants to rise, it must introduce a half-human, half-god leader to attract people's hearts.
This person must have enough aura, otherwise, he can only rely on his disciples and grandchildren to brag about him.
Anyway, bragging is not against the law, bragging alone is not enough, you have to write it down and make it into a book.
Now that Yang Lin's power is on the rise, if he builds up momentum without control, it may be difficult to contain him.People with discerning eyes are like Yin Muhong's generation, who have seen it clearly for a long time, but these people with intelligence background are surprisingly silent about the excessive enthusiasm of the people, and even often take actions to fuel the flames.
The family member Yang Lin accepted today has actually lived in Yang's residence for a long time, and she is Miss Zhong Guiyi from the Western Army family.
At this juncture, returning the little peach seeds to the barbarians for official income was not just looking for trouble, nor was it because Yang Lin had any beastly ideas, it was purely to strengthen the relationship with the Western Army.
This is the only strong field army before the Great Song Dynasty. It is full of ruthless people who have been tempered in the Hundred Years War.
The most difficult battles to fight at this stage are all there. Their opponents are Wanyan Aguda, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zonghan, and Wanyan Loushi... There is nothing good about each of them.
Zhong Shi will always be the pillar of the Western Army. As long as he is there, he will not be afraid of the Western Army making troubles. Yang Lin let the brothers of the Zhong family leave Bianliang, which is both a kind of courage and a heroic spirit.
This is to clearly tell the world that Yang Lin is not afraid that the Western Army will have a different heart, and he has enough confidence to let the veteran generals of the Western Army return.
Everyone raised their glasses and drank to the fullest. It was not until midnight that Yang Lin returned to the inner courtyard reeking of alcohol.
Zhong Guiyi's family background is from the family of a general in the northwest, so she is also a unique little rich woman in Zhaodefang...or a rich loli.
The maids, women, food and clothing here are all sent by the Chong family, which can be said to be very luxurious.
As soon as this small courtyard came in, red paper was pasted up and ribbons were hung high.A fringed palace lantern is hung every few steps, just like the daytime, and it looks like a wealthy family.
Pushing the door open, there is a pink gauze curtain, an embroidered sachet hanging on the head of the carved bed, and a black lacquer and beaded women's dressing table opposite the bed. Everything is arranged like a woman's boudoir.
Two red candles were burning with forgetfulness, a bit like wedding candles in a bridal chamber.
Yang Lin couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "Your arrangement is quite decent."
Everyone in the room covered their mouths and laughed lightly, flamboyantly, the always mischievous Zhong Guiyi, but now he was a little shy.
The small figure was sitting on the head of the bed, with his fingers on his belly, touching each other tirelessly.
Yang Lin went over to pick it up, Zhong Guiyi had sculpted his brows and nose today, dimples appeared slightly on his cheeks, although he was young, his figure had not yet grown up, he looked childish, but he was even more cute.
Touching her bun, Yang Lin smiled and said, "Have you eaten yet?"
Clutching his growling stomach, Zhong Guiyi felt aggrieved, blinked and said, "They said they can't eat until you come."
Yang Lin said angrily: "It's just a child, what can you do if you give her something to eat, and give her some hot food."
All the maids left and got busy, and when they came back, Yang Lin was already sound asleep.
Zhong Guiyi huddled in a small corner, staring at his big round eyes, secretly worried... Didn't the smell of alcohol kill him all night?
Under the moon, it is as cold as water.
When Liu Qingshui returned to the mansion, he rinsed his mouth first, then pulled himself together and went to the backyard.
He complained endlessly in his heart, Yang Dalang, a bastard, put his sister here and never asked again, wouldn't it be a mess from beginning to end.
Although my sister smiles wildly every day, maybe I feel so sad, I have to help them.
Although Jia Shi and him have been married for two years, they are still very close. They put their arms around his neck and asked, "Officer, how did you drink so long tonight?"
Liu Qingshui talked for a while, and said: "Don't mention it, Yang Dalang has a lot of relatives and friends, and the accompanying guest Gao Bing is someone who can persuade people to drink, so he can't leave early anyway."
Suddenly he rolled his eyes and asked, "Good lady, do you know what my sister wants recently?"
"What do you want?" Jia tilted his head, thought for a while and said, "Some time ago, we went to Daxiangguo Temple and said we wanted to invite a statue of Maitreya Buddha back."
Liu Qingshui kept it in his heart, and told his wife: "If there is such a thing again, please tell me more."
Knowing that their siblings are deeply in love, Jia didn't think too deeply, and agreed with a smile.
In the morning of the next day, Liu Qingshui returned to the mansion after he nodded.
When I came to my sister's yard, I saw that she was still swinging on the swing carelessly, with a smile on her face, as bright as a peach blossom.
"This must be swallowing tears and pretending to be happy, alas, silly sister." Liu Qingshui made up his mind, wiped away his tears, pretended to be impatient, and said, "Sister, Yang Dalang asked me Here's something for you."
Concubine Liu Guifei looked a little embarrassed, she was happy today and used to be a swing, but that bad girl asked her younger brother to give her something.
Although a little embarrassed, Little Concubine Liu Gui didn't take it to heart, and she was vaguely looking forward to it.
After all, Yang Lin used to arrange the gifts of the harem, and he could receive expensive gifts from him almost every once in a while.
Now Yang Lin doesn't need to curry favor with the emperor, and of course he won't give them gifts.
"What is it?"
"Here, a Maitreya."
Concubine Liu Gui's heart skipped a beat, she didn't expect him to send her so well, a blush crept up her cheeks unconsciously.
Since then, Concubine Liu Gui often received presents, all of which were "forwarded" by her younger brother, all of which were "sent" by Yang Lin...
These gifts have a characteristic, that is, they are all what Little Concubine Liu Gui wanted, and they are delivered to her heart every time, which makes people feel very sweet.
A ray of invisible affection slowly appeared in the beautiful woman's heart.
Unfortunately, Yang Lin knew nothing about it.
If he knew, he would probably burn yellow paper with Liu Qingshui and worship his brother soon. It is a great fortune to meet such a friend.
Yang Lin didn't know yet, he was going to lie down and win...
5Chapter 17 The National Thief
The guards inside and outside the Yingzhou yamen were strict, and their demeanor was solemn. A group of personal soldiers held their knives on their waists, and looked nervously at the soldiers standing in the hall.
The soldiers under the jurisdiction of Yingzhou Prefecture were refugees recruited from Liaodong. These people were slaughtered by the Jurchens and had no land to return to. They fled to Youyan and were recruited by Yeluchun and Yelu Dashi, known as the Eighth Battalion of the Resentment Army.
The soldiers of the Eighth Battalion of the Resentment Army, even though their armor is torn and their red blood is still oozing from the strips wrapped around their bodies, everyone has a look of grief and resentment on their faces.
"Brothers are fighting bloody battles under the city. You Yingzhou people, go and only give food to the Khitan soldiers and the Song army. Why do we have to eat every day?"
The soldiers below were at war, but in the inner courtyard of the government office, the commanders of the Eighth Battalion of the Resentment Army all had smiles on their faces.
Everyone chatted calmly, as if there was no grievance at all. Ye Luxian, the military commander of Yingzhou, faced the commander of the resentful army who came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes. Starting in Liaodong, you are the first batch of victims.
You all know how many people died outside Huanglong Mansion. These Tartars are vicious and brutal. Now that they have attacked Yingzhou, it is time for us to work together and tighten our belts to resist. "