Chapter 744: It's like a festival
The Baiyu River, which has long been thawed, is turbulent.
On the occasion of the autumn flood, the blue waves are flying and rolling away.
On the pontoon bridges on both sides of the river, Yang Lin looked at the rolling blue waves, as if all traces had been annihilated.
In the desolate wilderness of the north, perhaps only this heaven and earth, only this mountain and river, is an eternal existence.
After Yan Aguda, a name that he knew by heart, Yang Lin had never seen him once, but he had already sent him into this torrent with his own hands, and he was washed clean.
As the leader of a small tribe, he was a Jurchen hero, but for the Liao and Song people, he was an out-and-out disaster.
The Jurchens to this land, like earthquakes, volcanoes, floods, and plagues, are utter catastrophic catastrophes.
Their rise has brought with it a regression of killing, enslavement and barbarism.
When barbarism triumphed over civilization and mutilated corpses were everywhere, man, a species that had finally given birth to intelligence, briefly returned to a society that relied on force to eat the strong.
Yang Lin expanded his chest, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said loudly: "Cross Liaoshui, go to Xianyang for 5,000 miles." When I came, my parents knew that they would be in the next life, and they were like dying when they put on their clothes. There are also white bones returning to Xianyang, and the camp family has its own hometown.
On the day when there should be no return, the horse looks at the Liaoshui side.
This place is the starting point of our shift from defense to attack, the forts on both sides of the strait are numerous, the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty from this place, go straight to the Yellow Dragon, sweep away the Tartars, and open the peace of the hundred generations. I hope that the soldiers who died in battle will still know how to cross this river and return to their hometowns when their souls return. The Baiyu River has since been renamed Yingling River. ”
Soon there were records from officials, and then the stone was carved to make a monument and the name of the place was changed.
It seemed that he felt that Yang Lin was a little sad, and Zhehuanxiang, who was on the side, held his arm and said softly: "If you win the Jurchens, you won't have to fight in the future, and if you don't fight, you won't die." ”
Xu Yuenu sneered and said, "Without the Jurchens, there will be other Tatars, they are very bad, and they refuse to plant crops, so they will come to rob them if they don't have anything to eat." ”
"It's shameless!" Zhe Huanxiang doesn't have the knowledge of the general's daughter, and the talent points all over her body are all on her body and appearance. People can't help but wonder how the Yang family, who once broke the old lady's family, raised such a superb vase.
Yang Lin chuckled, how could it be possible not to fight, and it was even more impossible to be immortal.
But he doesn't plan to explain to his pet that he can explain one thing clearly to a woman, unless this woman already understands or is interested, otherwise it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.
With a flick of the cloak, Yang Lin took them, boarded the carriage, and said loudly: "Lu Qian, set off, go back to Bianliang!" ”
Zhe Huanxiang cheered, pulled Yang Lin into the carriage, her daughter had already been taken by the maids and sisters-in-law, escorted to Bianliang by Xujiazhuang, I haven't seen her for so many days, I really miss it.
Lying in the carriage, Yang Lin, who was tired, also missed Bianliang very much.
After this big war, in a short period of time, I shouldn't have to work so hard again.
With his hands behind his head, Yang Lin crossed his legs in the car and said with a comfortable smile: "The next thing is not for me to do it myself." ”
His original intention was that the matter of the Zen position should be done clearly by his subordinates.
But Xu Yuenu and Zhe Huanxiang glanced at each other, their faces turned red, and they pressed down his crossed Erlang legs, and rode up one after the other.
Yang Lin hurriedly waved his hand and said, "What are you doing?" I said, "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that..."
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Bianliang City began to sweep the city gate early in the morning, the trees in the suburbs were wrapped with red silk, and hundreds of people took to the streets, preparing tables, chairs, benches, snacks and drinks, waiting to welcome the soldiers in triumph.
As more and more battles were won, the people greeted the soldiers with a complete set of rules, just like a festival from time to time.
More than a month ago, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yang Shaozai defeated the Jurchens in the ancient city of Daru outside the Huanglong Mansion and destroyed the invincible Dajin Empire.
Since then, there has been no strong captives in the north, and the good news came, and the people of Kaifeng, who had been aggrieved for a hundred years, celebrated the most solemn Mid-Autumn Festival.
The fireworks illuminate Tokyo as if it were daytime, and everyone's faces were beaming.
For this large city with a population of one million that has no shortage of food and drink, food and clothing, and is generally relatively wealthy, the sense of national identity and pride is very strong.
Even the street people hate the ploppy skin of dogs, but they are also happy and honored.
The townscape and quality of the citizens in Bianliang, Tokyo in the Great Song Dynasty have rarely been achieved by future generations in the past thousand years.
Now it is even more remarkable, the heroes and soldiers of the Northern Expedition are about to return, and there are the children of Kaifeng Mansion who have performed brilliantly, and the new army of Beijing.
The opening of the Keju League has re-improved the local consciousness in various places, especially in Kaifeng.
The provinces of the Great Song Dynasty already have a sense of belonging and identity with each other, which is also the result of having a full meal.
Where there is a brilliant person or thing in a place, the local fathers, village parties, and little ladies often praise him.
When people are not hungry, they have to pursue spiritual satisfaction, and the Keju League and the polo league left by the Khitan brothers in Gaoyanei are the most popular ball markets.
While bringing huge economic benefits, it has also given birth to many occupations and fed a large group of people.
Not only the empty alleys of Bianliang City, but also the Zhaode Fang, which participated in this prosperous era of entering the city, was also sprinkled and prepared early.
Yang Lin has been gone, almost another year, and there is only one man in the master's house, that is, Yang Tianyi, who is still breastfeeding.
A wealthy family with such a big business, there are not many men to support the scene, and it is really a little panicked.
Now that Yang Lin is back, people's hearts have settled down, and everyone is looking forward to his return.
Sticking out half of his head, Yang Lin asked, "Lu Qian, where are you?" ”
"In less than half an hour, you can reach Bianliang."
Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, the road was too difficult, the carriage was bumpy, and there were some unexpected losses.
How can the tired body of this veteran of the division withstand such oppression, which makes him want to return to Bianliang quickly, and return to the state of killing all directions after recuperating his body, and by the way, he will be ashamed of this way.
There is also the fact that the road is really uncomfortable, and there is even some back pain, which makes Yang Lin determined to start repairing the road as soon as possible.
An empire with trade routes connecting the south, south, and northwest could not be such shabby transportation conditions.
This thing is not a matter of merit in the present and benefit in the future. After repairing the road, it will soon be able to produce endless benefits, rivers, lakes and seas can be navigated, and mountains and hills can be walked, so the wealth and prosperity of the entire Great Song Dynasty will definitely be able to go to a higher level.
What's more, with such a large territory, if the transportation is not convenient, it will be difficult for the imperial court to control the place.
He leaned against the window, and as he planned, the scenery along the way was receding.
Finally, Lu Qian said loudly: "Shaozai, Bianliang has arrived!" ”