Returning to Bianliang, Yang Lin did not steal the limelight from the soldiers as usual.

Changing into a carriage through the side gate, he entered the idle streets of Bianliang, leaving glory and cheers for the bloody soldiers.

first sent Xu Yuenu and Zhehuanxiang back to Zhehuanxiang's small villa, and then made friends with her daughter for a while before going out to go home.

As the carriage stopped, Yang Lin stretched his waist and lifted the curtain to see the familiar gate of Zhaodefang, which seemed to be a world away at this moment.

It can be said that the mountain that has been pressing on my heart has been overturned by myself.

Now that the whole body is relaxed, without the Jurchens, there will be no more Mongolia, and the north will be included in its rule step by step.

When Yang Daguan returned to his house, of course, he was in high spirits, and he didn't look crooked in the car.

With steady steps, holding on to his belt, he entered the inner house.

Zheng Yunyao took a group of wives and concubines, and Wan Tingting stood at the door to greet him, and when she saw him, she first burst out with a burst of coquettish exclamations.

This is the inner house, even the family is not allowed to enter the courtyard, all of them are their own concubines and maids.

"Although there is no city gate to cheer, this meeting is worthy of my identity as a Yang official."

Yang Lin laughed at himself, and was surrounded by these warblers and swallows to return to the house.

The inner courtyard had already prepared a family banquet, Zheng Yunyao covered her nose, pushed away Yang Lin, who stepped forward to ask for a kiss, and waved her hand with a smile: "Stinky to death, love, you first serve the master to bathe and change clothes, and then eat." ”

After Yang Lin gave birth to two sons, his waist straightened, not to mention, and his identity changed.

In the past, the title of Dalang was taken away by his son, and now he is a generation older.

It stands to reason that it should be called Lang Jun, but in this era, large families have begun to call the head of the family master.

However, this title can't be called for a few days, and the matter of the Zen position should not be delayed for a few days.

Yang Jian and the others couldn't wait for a long time, and they couldn't wait to put on a yellow robe for him immediately.

"Yes, ma'am."

Qin Qingqing greeted a few maids with a smile, prepared warm water, soap horns, towels, clothes, and things to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth and clean his face, and hugged him to the bath.

Yang Lin realized that his body was indeed not very clean, which was the difference between being outside and at home.

Thinking that it was still comfortable at home, he happily hugged Qin Qingqing's slender waist and went to bathe and change clothes.

"This small waist is thinner again, do you miss your master, and you don't want to lose weight?"

Qin Qingqing's face flushed, and he said, "People are thin from Sister Fang's practice." ”

"Practice?" Yang Lin was lying in the wide bath, steaming hot and very comfortable. Hearing this, he touched Qin Qingqing's pretty cheeks, and said disapprerovingly: "I want to learn to tell my master, I am an authentic Taoist internal strength, and I have a long history and support double cultivation, which is very different from the crooked ways of the evil sect of the Ming Sect." ”

Qin Qingqing rubbed his back and shoulders while saying, "Sister Fang's exercises are amazing, after practicing, my whole body is comfortable and soft." ”

After speaking, I couldn't wait to show Yang Lin, only to see her bent over and arched, her hands and feet connected, forming a circle.

This Nizi covered her body with a layer of tulle, and Yang Lin, who was watching, swallowed her saliva, and said: "This Manichaeism is said to have originated in Persia, how can you also know yoga, I think eighty percent of it was learned by this holy woman stealing a teacher, and I will have to interrogate her in a few days." ”

After saying that, he smiled, and these two slightly obscene laughter fell, and he already had a whole drama of the Holy Maiden's Trial in his mind.

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Bianliang, the imperial city of Ouchi.

Yang Jian leaned over and bowed deeply to Zhao Si in front of him.

"Official, Yang Shaozai has returned, this battle has leveled the Jin Kingdom, destroyed the Jurchens, and expanded the territory several times that of the original Great Song Dynasty."

His voice was still always soft, and he couldn't hear the slightest aggressiveness, but Zhao Xi felt that every word was a blade around his neck.

He coughed lightly and said, "Taifu doesn't need to beat around the bush, I have long intended to Zen position, Yang Shaozai is such a hero, ten times better than me, and the destiny of heaven returns." ”

Before the words fell, Zhao Si, who thought he was very free and easy, did not feel relieved, but felt a deep sadness.

The ancestral foundation, the Great Song Dynasty, is about to be in his own hands and handed over to others.

Of course I will cooperate, because there is no other way.

The name of Zen can make many ministers loyal to Zhao and Song consciously transition to the next dynasty.

More importantly, Zhao Xi hopes that through his own cooperation, he will protect the bloodline of the Zhao family, and even more importantly, the safety of his own family.

Yang Jian chuckled lightly and said: "If the official family has this intention, the villains are willing to do this for the official family, you only need to buy more land, singing girls and dancers, and enjoy wealth and prosperity." That Shaozai is the most benevolent, you know. ”

When the matter came, Zhao Si, who had already been mentally prepared, was not in the mood at all, and continued to be false with him.

He lowered his head, looked down at his boots on the ground, and nodded slightly.

A cold light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he bowed down and withdrew from the Chunhe Palace.

A few small chamberlains greeted him, and Yang Jian said, "Go to Zhaodefang!" ”

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Zhaode Fang, inside the study.

Yang Lin was half-lying on the couch, leaning on the chest of the "little pillow" behind him, enjoying the kneading of the slender hand.

His eyes were half-closed, and he said disapprenously: "How can the official family be resentful, even if it is a little unwilling, it is normal." ”

There was also a Yang Jian in the room, who obviously came to complain, saying that he was sullen and seemed to be resentful, but this move fell in Yang Lin's eyes.

The old master treats you well, who will look down on you if you are in such a hurry to fall into the well?

This Yang Jian was definitely not such a short-sighted person in the past, but now he is really anxious, his life span can live for a few years, and after he dies, how can his nephew pass on his power?

Yang Jian heard this: "This matter, after all, is extraordinary..."

Yang Lin waved his hand, sat up straight, and said, "Brother, your inner servant province knows the official family best. Today's Zhao family, how can there be any power? If we don't treat the people of the Zhao Song family well, we will cause chaos in the world. ”

"The Chai family of the previous dynasty, I didn't hear of any rebellious people, so I chose a day to let the official family Zen position, and there was no need to make another incident."

The country still can't be chaotic now, and I must grasp this point, and I can't be led crooked by this anxious and confused eunuch.

Yang Jian saw that he was determined to harm Zhao Si, so he and Yang Lin finalized a few details of the Zen position, and left in a hurry.

Whatever he does now, he is racing against Hades, and he is no longer as calm and restrained as before.

After Su Nuannuan waited for him to go out, she smiled and said, "Congratulations, master, you want to be the son of heaven!" ”

Yang Lin laughed, and secretly said in his heart, I am living at this time, I am afraid that I am more comfortable than the emperor.

After really ascending to the throne, there are many more shackles...