Yelu Dashi fought to the death and repelled the Yan Lou Room, which is of great significance, this is the main battlefield in the entire Yunnei.

Elsewhere, the Khitans suffered heavy casualties, some won disastrously, and there were very few major victories.

But this battle showed the last bloody nature of the Khitan, and it would not die without a fight.

Even Bianliang, because of this battle, began to examine the Khitan again.

Whether this tool country can support it for a while longer, and when it is most appropriate to swallow it completely, have all been put back on the agenda of the Ming Hall.

"Yao Pingzhong wrote and bluntly said that the Khitan has not yet reached the point where it cannot be supported at all, and if Yelu Dashi is in charge, he should be able to continue to resist the Jurchens for a while." After Bai Shizhong finished speaking, he glanced at Yang Lin slightly.

Yang Lin yawned, got up and said: "We can also see the scene in the clouds, once it falls into the war, the people will not be able to make a living. Whether it is Qin Long, Hedong, or Youyan, they are not ready for this.

At the moment, leaving aside the Khitans, we will fight directly with the Jurchen Tartars, and it will inevitably be a war on the land of our Song people.

The new deal has not been effective, the canal is still burning money, the country is still in turmoil, and there are many people in Lingnan and Zhejiang who are in a hurry to lose their popularity, and may provoke civil strife at any time. It is necessary to suppress Jiaozhi over there, and the state finances cannot be endless. If you want me to say, help Yelu Dashi again and let him hold it for a while. ”

The battle line was too long, and several major projects in the Great Song Dynasty were being done at the same time, and the senior officials of the DPRK and China who were present also had this idea.

As soon as Yang Lin's voice fell, there was a second voice, and these officials in the Ming Hall who controlled the government had already begun to mobilize the people of Hedong and Hebei to transport baggage to Yingzhou.

"Even if you spend more money, you have to let the flames of war burn outside Yanmen Pass!" After Yang Lin finished speaking, he swiped his finger on Mo Nan and said, "Gongming, you send someone to contact the Tatars in Mobei, win over a group of people, and put pressure on the Jurchens from the west." ”

The Tatars are now a pack of hungry beasts, struggling on the verge of starvation every winter, and if they don't go out to grab them, they will be exterminated.

It's a pity that now, every neighbor is so strong that they have to go northwest and bully the poorer Slavs.

If you give them some benefits, let them take advantage of the Jurchens to go to the northwest of the Jin country to do trouble, I believe they are still willing.

In the past, they belonged to the Liao people, but whenever they couldn't survive, they had to go to the vicinity of Shangjing Mansion in the Great Liao to plunder.

Even if he was beaten half to death every time, he could always grab something to keep some of his people from starving to death.

Seeing that the sun was getting higher, Yang Lin and a group of officials walked out of the Ming Hall, and Song Jiang stepped forward and said with a smile: "Shaozai, you might as well go and have a few drinks at noon." ”

Yang Lin shook his head and said with a smile: "Youyan, my nephew Xu Shuwei, came back to Bianliang today, and he lives in my mansion again, so he can't help but go back and have a look." After all, my mother's uncle is big, and I, as an uncle, still have the demeanor of an elder. ”

Song Jiang nodded, he had already made an appointment with a few brothers, one arm was behind his back, and he walked out with his official robe.

Yang Lin looked at the low figure, smiled, and thought ill-intentionedly: "No wonder Yan Po regrets stealing men, although Song Gongming is righteous, but this quality really can't be compared with this official." ”

After boarding the carriage, when Yang San was rushing to the car, Lu Qian suddenly knocked outside the window, Yang Lin opened the curtain, and Lu Qian said, "Shaozai, it seems to be Mrs. Xu." ”

Following his gaze, a tall beauty, with a petite maid, was wandering the streets.

Just looking at the leg, Yang Lin knew that it was Xu Yuenu, and hurriedly came out and said: "Yang San, you go back first, let Xu Shuwei and his group of friends eat by themselves, I'll later... Not necessarily going back. ”

Lu Qian chuckled lightly, and with the guards on the side, Yang Lin chased after him with a smile.

Xu Yuenu took Miao'er and was wandering on the street, at this time in the Great Song Dynasty, it was normal for women to go shopping on the street, there was a bit of a prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the children of the Han family had not yet been bound by science.

And Xu Yuenu is a house alone outside, and she is even more free, often going out to hang out.

With her skills, she is not afraid of encountering any blind bad guys, and she went out today to buy some rouge gouache.

Xu Yuenu's dress is a bit of a martial artist, the snow-white silk sleeves are narrow and close-fitting, the hands are tied with red wrists, the waist style between the chest and abdomen is the same as that of a man, and the embroidered gold belt is tied, which makes the waist tight and the chest round, bright and glamorous with three points of heroism, which is extraordinarily sultry.

In front of her, the little maid Miao'er was carrying a basket, with a petite and lovely figure, a round face with bright eyes and teeth, and a pair of big eyes.

Xu Yuenu was watching left and right, Miao'er wanted everything, and she was trying to make her buy and buy. Xu Yuenu is rich and wealthy, and she is not stingy with her own maids, so she bought a lot of messes, and was about to see if there was anything fun around, when she suddenly felt someone tap on the shoulder.

This time is not trivial, anger rises from the heart, a pair of long legs pull back, and a pink fist has been hammered.

"Be bold and go to the skies, blind your dog... Lin Lang? ”

Yang Lin's face has swelled like a pig's liver, he doesn't know whether to cover his hands or not, and he doesn't know whether to cry out for pain in his mouth.

"Help me out quickly, be careful to be seen by the people..."Reputation is the most important, Yang Lin said with pain in his endurance.

Xu Yuenu was so frightened that her face was pale, and she was full of remorse, so she hurriedly and carefully supported him.

The guard behind him, Old Man Zhu, was suspicious: "What's wrong with Shaozai?" ”

Lu Qian smiled and said, "Shaozai is like this, this must be another trick on others." ”

The guards suddenly realized, nodded, and continued to follow the old god on the ground.

If Yang Lin heard it, it was estimated that he would have to fight hard with Lu Qian, and he would really suffer this time.

Helping Yang Lin into his carriage, Xu Yuenu burst into tears: "Linlang, I.... Woo woo woo, I.. People, not on purpose. Yours... Is it okay there? ”

"Hehe, it's okay." Yang Linqiang smiled and comforted: "This little injury is not worth mentioning, I am very talented there, you know this." ”

Xu Yuenu burst into tears and laughed, and beat him, and Yang Lin screamed out of Qin Dong's wound.

Xu Shuwei, who had just returned from Youyan, was dragged by Lu Qian to Changle Building, and after holding back a smile, he coughed lightly and said, "Uncle, you... You have to rest for seven days. ”

"Seven days?" Yang Lin scolded: "What kind of quack doctor are you, you can't get better in three days, we don't pay for medicine and diagnosis." ”

Uncle Xu said with a slight smile: "Uncle, you can't help this, at least seven days!" ”

"." Yang Lin threw out a pillow, and he was very angry.

Uncle Xu hurriedly slipped away, walked to the door, showed half of his head again, stretched out his finger and said, "Uncle, seven days." ”

"Get out!"

Xu Yuenu and Miao'er glanced at each other, and their faces were already flushed with shame.

Xu Yuenu picked up the pillow, lowered her head and bit her lip and said, "Lin Lang... Don't be mad at me, okay? ”

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Liu Mansion, Liu Qingshui walked around.

The fairy concubine-like sister was still lazily lying on the bed, the whole person was nervous, and her complexion was much worse than half a month ago.

That delicate and lazy beauty, in the eyes of other men, has long been bloody, but Liu Qingshui is only distressed.

In the past few days, his sister has become more and more weak, and Liu Tiju has no idea that this is all his own sin.

Xiao Liu Guifei was moved by Yang Lin's various gifts and affection, especially the ability to guess what she wanted every time, and her love was deep-rooted.

But Yang Lin didn't come once, and he didn't say anything, so that Xiao Liu Guifei was sicksick.

"He's not coming back for a few days! I'm just... I'll just..."Little Liu Guifei thought for a long time, pulled the quilt to cover her face, and sobbed.

Liu Qingshui hated him in his heart, blamed his sister and Yang Lin, and waved his hand to drive away the maid.

Xiao Liu said irritably: "Isn't it just a man, why is he so unproductive, what do you want me to do?" I'll carry him to your bed!" ”

After speaking, he took a sip: "Two wretched bags!" Bah! ”