The moon rises high, and a light is like a bean.

Li Yunniang moved her sour wrist, lowered her head and continued to settle the bill for Yang Lin.

The small Yang Mansion Annex, the daily income and expenditure have reached an astonishing level.

From Jingdong East Road, to Huainan East Road, from Mizhou to Yangzhou, countless carriages and horses are running back and forth under the banner of Banzai Camp.

Hang the banner of Huashi Gang, and place a strange stone of Taihu Lake on the bow of the ship, these people openly sell salt, smuggle, and evade taxes... No one dared to investigate, and no one was qualified to investigate, grabbing a huge amount of money for Yang Lin.

The money entered Bianliang with the carriage and horse merchants and the fleet, and was used by Yang Lin to build Genyue Shoushan, bribe powerful ministers, and cultivate cronies.

With a bang, Yang Lin pushed the door in, and Yun Niang hurriedly got up.

"It's so late and you're still settling the scores?"

Yun Niang really can't settle the balance today, I'm afraid that Yang Lin will be interested, this master has a lot of tricks, and he can't finish it in half an hour, and when the time comes, he will die or live, and it will be even more difficult to settle the account.

In order to avoid being sunny, Yun Niang frowned and said: "Da Lang, where did you make so much money, and where did you spend it... It's like running water, scaring people to death. ”

Yang Lin smiled and said: "It's not easy to make money, take a copy of "The Law of the Great Song Dynasty" and study it carefully for half a year, make sure that there is a trick to make money in your heart, come and let the master check it." ”

Yun Niang's beautiful eyes turned, and she thought of a trick to lead the water to the east, and said: "Master, do you remember the shallow girl, she has been in the Yang Mansion for half a year, and she has no name or explanation, she is pitiful." ”

Poor Yin Qianqian, who was deceived by this pair of black-hearted master and servant to come to Yang Mansion, lived a carefree and good life for half a year.

At first, I was worried that Yang Lin would use force on her, but after being careful for half a month, Young Master Yang patted his ass and left Beijing.

After coming back, she was also entangled in official duties, and it seemed that he had forgotten her.

Now Yin Qianqian hated it even more, and often felt sorry for himself, and then spit out something that had no vision.... So this thing of women is really strange

Yin Qianqian, who was sleeping soundly in the quilt, suddenly got up and sneezed, tightened the quilt, and muttered, "It's cold..."

Yang Lin slapped his forehead, thinking of the thin, stubborn and beautiful girl.

Yang Lin said in a low voice: "On such a cold day, it must be a little cold for the girl's family to sleep alone." I, Yang Lin, am anxious about what people are anxious about, and I am enthusiastic about the ancient way. ”

Li Yunniang was in a hurry to do the accounting, pushed him out with a smile, and closed the door with her hand. After thinking about it for a while, I was afraid that it would not be safe, so I secretly plugged in the door bolt.

It's night, the white wind is clear, the light veil covers the moon, and the door is gently pushed open...

In the early morning of the next day, the sun was shining, and when Yin Qianqian opened her sleepy eyes, she saw Yang Lin sitting at the head of the bed looking at her.

The instinctive shyness made her blush, but when she saw Yang Lin's affectionate style, she took out a jade pendant from her arms.

"Shallow, the first time I saw you, I decided to get you by any means, love blinded my conscience, I know that I am excessive, but I still want you to forgive me. This jade pendant is the only relic left to me by my mother, and my mother told me that when I met the woman I loved the most, I gave her this jade pendant. I've been hiding it for sixteen years, and today I'm giving it to you. ”

Girls always have an inexplicable dependence on their first man, Yin Qianqian's tears were full of emotion, and the feelings in her heart spread and skyrocketed, and she choked into Yang Lin's arms.

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Yang Lin was refreshed, walking in the Genyue that was beginning to take shape, and the sound of the wind was also melodious, and the birdsong was also moving.

The surrounding roads were cleaned up, and the main road was paved with loess, sprinkled with water and incense.

Not far away, a group of forbidden soldiers were the heads of the families, all of them wearing crowns and belts, with upright veils and hats, and they were looking forward to the emperor's honor guard.

Among them, there is the German princess's concubine Pan Yi, who saw Yang Lin from a distance, and his eyes were full of triumph.

Yang Lin didn't find him, this is half of his home field, the emperor wants to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival here, and enjoy with hundreds of officials, and this matter is handed over to Yang Lin to handle.

In Yale, a team of honor guards preached out from Xuande Building, surrounding the carriage of Zhao Ji, the son of heaven.

The carriage was pulled by sixteen white horses, and the current officials in the carriage wore crowns of heaven and red robes, and sat upright.

The golden gun class in front of the royal carriage opened the way, and the guard of honor held today is the golden staff, which is inherited from the Tang Dynasty, and has been passed down to this time, which has never been easier. Don't say it, just looking at the emperor's posture, and the people on the royal street shouting and cheering, there is really a bit of a prosperous Tang Dynasty.

It's a pity that this is just the gorgeous exterior of this empire, and it is rotten on the inside.

At the beginning of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, famous generals gathered, not to mention Zhao Kuangyin, even if it was Cao Bin, Pan Mei, Li Jilong.... It is the next few dynasties, as well as Di Qing, Kou Zhun, Da Fan, Han Qi, Fu Bi and other famous ministers for a while, and then look at the present...

In the entire Great Song Dynasty, there are not many Wenchen military generals that Yang Lin is interested in.

For more than 100 years, the rich and luxurious life and lofty status have made the scholars and doctors lifeless and passable. The old and new party struggles, Sima Guang and others are all wiped out, and they only care about how to stand in line in the party struggle of the imperial court and how to keep their wealth and wealth.

This song and dance has been leveled down, and the smell of rancid smell has been showing day by day.

None of Yang Lin's means of promotion have been on the table, either bribing the ministers or welcoming the emperor.

But as a result, he is now thriving and soaring.

The Great Song Dynasty is no longer the original Great Song Dynasty, and there is no Kou Zhun who dares to pull the emperor's sleeve; There was no Bao Zheng who sprayed the emperor's face with spittle; There is no Fan Zhongyan, who is worried about the world.

Cai Jing's generation, although they are vying for power, fighting against different parties, and selling official positions, are already regarded as doing practical things in the scholars. Other? It's just a pile of rotten, stinking rotten meat.

The emperor's frame had arrived in the distance, and the sound of the mountain roaring and tsunami came, which made Yang Lin's thoughts broken.

Everything in front of you and the magnificent atmosphere of the capital are more like the return of Chinese civilization.

Soon, all these things that Yang Lin loved were lost in the sea of blood of the Jurchen Iron Horseman.

After they crossed to the south, they never returned to their homeland, and a hundred and ten years later, there were 100,000 corpses floating on the sea of Yashan Mountain, and Lu Xiufu jumped with the little emperor on his back and jumped out of a China without China.

Some things, once broken once, are no longer the way they were, and no matter how much we hate them, they will not change this fact.

Standing at this node, the scarlet robe and five-grade petty officials in the crowd are really inconspicuous.

Yang Lin secretly swore that what bullshit morality and what bottom-line principles are no longer important, Lao Tzu will go on like this, even if he comes up with the most unbearable means, he will change his life against the sky!