roccoschili The First Champion Chapter 205
The First Champion Chapter 205
The sky is high and clear, the land is broad and the grass is deep. Yang Lin stretched his chest and looked down at the grassland, heaving a sigh of relief.
This trip to the west seemed to be calm, but in fact every step was startling.
Not only had to deal with the powerful Khitan, but also had to divide and win over the Qiang people, and also had to guard against their own people's tricks behind their backs.
Fortunately, the result I wanted has been achieved, and the next step is to bury my head in development, waiting for the turbulent war to kick off in the north.
If Liang Shicheng and the others succeed, once Song and Liao go to war and Jurchens take advantage of the situation to rise, it will really become a mess worse than the original history.
Yang Lin thought with self-mockery that this time the credit was greater than any previous one, but it is a pity that few people in the world can see through it.
Standing next to him was a veteran, about [-] years old, with a burly figure, with a few strands of white in his long beard under his jaw, his expression was calm, but he gave off a feeling of firmness like steel.From time to time, he showed a fierce murderous aura in his gestures and gestures. Obviously, he was the result of fighting in the sea of blood and corpses, and he was the teacher of the Northwest General.
Yang Lin looked at the Qiang soldiers and Mongolian soldiers who lined up on the school grounds waiting to receive the Song armor and weapons, and said with a smile, "'When the boy was fifteen or twenty, he won the horse riding on foot'. Now there is no need to seize the horse, and the Hu people are also used by me. Of course, the primary goal of the Northwest is to restore people's livelihood, but after Dali is stabilized, there will be a battle between the Great Song Dynasty and Tibet, and you Western Army must not slack off. There are so many civil servants in the court, all eyes are on you."
Zhong Shidao smiled slightly, the current situation is hard-won, how could he not know how to cherish it.
"Don't worry, Shao Zai, I heard what Shao Zai said, is he going back to Bianliang?"
Yang Lin nodded, it's not a good thing to be away from Bianliang for a long time, and Wang Fu, Cai You, and other birds like Wang Fu and Cai You can't figure out what will happen if Zhao Ji is pushed.
Going down to the city, all the officials from the northwestern states were present.
Yang Lin didn't care what ethnicity those present were, since most of them were Han people, he said loudly, "Hu and Han people live together in the Northwest. There is no difficulty in controlling the place. You know what policy is the best. okay?"
The teacher said with a smile: "I would like to listen to Shaozai's teaching."
"Treat everyone equally!" Yang Lin shook his index finger and said, "Everyone in the Song Dynasty is my emperor's subjects, and all of them must be treated equally. Whether it is extra preferential treatment or bullying, it will make other clansmen stick together and separate themselves from the Han people. You are officials. When one term governs the region, it is inevitable to encounter problems of various ethnic groups. The Han people steal as much as they want, and the Qiang people steal as much as they want; the Uyghurs eat as much as the Han people take for disaster relief in disaster years.”
After finishing speaking, he turned to the generals of the Western Army and said: "It is a principle that the Qiang soldiers will be rewarded as much as the Han people kill the enemy; the Mongols will be promoted as much as the Han people have made meritorious deeds."
The civil servants and generals present, whether they were the Hengshan Seven Qiangs or the leaders of the Kelie tribe, all nodded in agreement.
Lu Qian came in outside and asked if he wanted to leave.
Master Zhong asked to stay and said, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why don't you leave before finishing?"
Just as Yang Lin wanted to refuse, he suddenly remembered something and said, "In that case, let's leave the day after tomorrow."
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Fugu, Zhejia, Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet.
The aristocratic families in the Northwest have accumulated for many generations, and their luxury is not weaker than that of the Bianliang dignitaries, or even worse.
The banquet was held in a fine pavilion in the inner house. In the pavilion, there were four smokers as high as the roof of the pavilion for exhausting smoke. It had been burning for a long time, and the interior of the pavilion was as warm as spring.Dozens of beautiful maidservants lined up in two rows, and at a glance, they were full of jewels and emeralds.
Needless to say, the jade plate delicacies during the banquet, the luxury of the Fugu Zhe family, even after fighting for a hundred years, is not worth it. He felt a long-lost comfort.
There are four Qiang maidservants Ji Huan serving the table beside Yang Lin, holding chopsticks with jade fingers and serving wine with green sleeves.
These girls sent by the Qiang tribe, wearing Han costumes, can be regarded as a special taste.
Halfway through eating, the melodious sound of the flute sounded, followed by the faint sound of the flute.
The kabuki in Zhefu beat the drums and blow the sheng, played the qin and wiped the strings. The six maikos outside the bead curtain danced to the melodious music.
The generals in the Northwest toasted one by one, Yang Lin smiled and refused, at this time Lu Qian came in and whispered something in his ear.
Yang Lin looked happy, nodded frequently, and then whispered a few instructions to Lu Qian, telling him to do it quickly.
Lu Qian looked distressed, was glared at by Yang Lin, and walked out quickly.
The Northwest generals present all looked sideways, not knowing what they were talking about.
Yang Lin just got up and said: "Congratulations to Zhong Qiu today, I can't reunite with my family when I'm away, but I can't bring you together.
Now that we are drinking and drinking, everyone, let's go back and spend time with our families! "
The crowd surrounded him and sent him to the gate of Zhefu. Yang Lin sent several of his maids to the carriage, but rode on horseback to the tent on the outskirts of the city together with the Long Live Camp.
The full moon is like a disk, and a tall girl is standing under a tree and waiting.It could be seen that she came on horseback, holding a small sheepskin whip in her hand, her knuckles were a little white from the cold.
Yang Lin straightened her clothes, got off her horse, and walked over slowly holding the rein. Su Yina was a little panicked.
Yang Lin didn't show any timidity at all, she showed her small white teeth and said with a smile, "You're here!"
Su Yina bit her lower lip, bowed her head and said: "You are such a great official, you just need to move your mouth to order your subordinates to go down to ask for someone. My father is so happy that he can't close his mouth. Yang Shaozai is so powerful, I dare not come."
Yang Lin rolled his eyes and reached out to hold her forearm. Su Yina trembled all over, but she still didn't refuse.
Yang Lin said softly as he walked, "Nana, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the custom of our Han people is family reunion. I don't have any family in the northwest. If there is one, I think you are the only one."
Halfway through, Lu Qian came over and gestured to him, indicating that he had done it as instructed.
Yang Lin beamed with joy, and walked to a carriage with the most recognized beauty of the Qiang people.
Bright lamps are hung at the four corners of the gorgeous Mamou, the curtains are hanging down, incense Mou BMW, and flower petals are sprinkled on the floor and seats inside the car, which is fragrant.
Pure white horses, soft carpets, candles with pink lampshades.
Yang Lin jumped into the carriage and made an invitation gesture. Su Yina is a Qiang girl, let alone met, she has never dreamed of such tricks in her dreams
On the flushed cheeks, there was a drunken blush, delicate and cute.
He approached lightly and was picked up by Yang Lin, and after a coquettish cry, he wrapped his arms around his neck unconsciously.
A pure white horse, pulling a fragrant cart, walks along the Wuding River
The body shakes and shakes.
Chapter 248 There Are Many Young Masters on the Eastbound Road
In the early morning, Yan'an Mansion.
Yang Lin sat on the couch, while Su Yina combed his hair, he said: "Tell the old manager, I won't stay in Yan'an Mansion, all ministries abide by their duties, no one is allowed to come and deliver, take the peaches and let's set off immediately."
Standing outside, Lu Wang clasped his fists and said yes, turned and left. The new situation on the border doomed the Western Army to be busy. Yang Lin ordered not to send them off, and they also breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, some are far away, and traveling back and forth is extremely time-consuming, and may delay political affairs.
The road in the northwest is not as flat and wide as Kaifeng Mansion, and it is reluctant to pave it with bluestone slabs.
The so-called official road is nothing but the loess road.After the loess is sieved, mixed with lime, compacted with stone rollers, piled up a lot of firewood, lit and burned, the whole road surface is burned once.
The vehicle was still a little bumpy. After all, years of wear and tear had already made it rough. Yang Lin hugged two beauties, one big and one small, and it was a pleasure to jolt gently.
Chong Guiyi's small head raised his head to peek at Su Yina from time to time, as if he was dissatisfied with her taking Yang Lin away during this period of time.