In Youzhou City, there was a long queue escorting several people to inspect.

Yang Lin happily introduced the products and workshops here to Kuerzha, who originally knew more about the Han people in the Kereh Department, and was still dizzying.

Behind them, the three patriarchs of the Seven Qiang of Hengshan followed Yang Lin closely, and he had already lost his former rebelliousness.

Seven Hengshan Qiang twisted into a rope, no one has to be afraid of three points, you fight them in the area of the Wuding River and Hengshan in the poor mountains and bad waters, even if you win, you have to lose your skin.

In that case, even if they are subdued, they will have to be carefully pacified and cared for.

Now, they are scattered, and the Western Army has become the master.

Yang Lin is the uncle's uncle, after entering Youzhou, he took several patriarchs and generals of the Western Army to inspect, and the streets of Youzhou have begun to flourish.

The opening of the trade road is bound to drive the development of several big cities in the northwest region, and Youzhou is considered to be average.

It is estimated that state capitals such as Yinzhou, Xiazhou, and Xingzhou will soon come out of the war. However, the recovery of people's livelihood in the northwest cannot be so fast, after all, it is a century-old war, and it will not be able to recover in a while.

The biggest problem in the Northwest is the lack of population, in this era, without machines and intelligence, labor is the most important, no one is exempt from everything.

Therefore, in the western army, it was necessary to fill in the Mongols, Dangxiang and Zhuqiang to serve as a source of troops.

Everyone gathered in the lobby of the Youzhou Government Office, and after sitting down, Yang Lin said with a smile: "These days, although you and I have Han people, party members, and Kelie people, we get along well, and I only hope that from now on, we can work together to ensure the peace of the northwest grassland." ”

Suddenly, Erza's eyes lit up, and it was self-evident who this statement was aimed at.

Now the northwest is peaceful, and the only discordant sound is from the Khitan.

And soon the Khitan envoy will come here to ask for the guilt, the Great Song Dynasty and the Kereh Department opened a market in Montenegro, crossing the Khitan, which is indeed morally wrong.

Because the Kerebu is a tribe under the rule of the Khitan Southwest Recruiting Division, it is directly the territory of the Khitan rather than a vassal of the Khitan, just like Yan'an Prefecture bypassed the Great Song Dynasty and started a direct dialogue with the Khitan, which is impossible for the ruling group to tolerate.

In the past few days, through Yang Lin's intentional guidance and exposure to wealth, he has seen the prosperity of the Great Song Dynasty, and all kinds of materials are available.

The wine was hot, and a personal guard walked in outside and handed over a secret scroll to Yang Lin.

Unfold it, it reads: Yelu Dashi is heroic and heroic, and he doesn't always look at it, but he can ask Xiao Feng to punish him first, otherwise it will be a disaster for the future of the Great Song Dynasty.

Quietly tucking the dense scroll into his sleeve, Yang Lin lost his mind a little, this is the news sent back by the subordinates he sent to the Khitan to give gifts, indicating that they may have met Yelu Dashi halfway.

Bribe Xiao Fengxian and cut off Yelu Dashi?

This idea is not impossible, the Qin Dynasty bribed the traitor Guo Kai of Zhao State and made the King of Zhao kill Li Mu; Zhao Kuangyin used a picture scroll to reverse Li Congshan, and asked Li Yujiu to kill Lin Renzhao, the general of the Southern Tang Dynasty...

Today's Xiao Fengxian is still too powerful, and he can't wait to kill all the Yelu clan. And Yelu Yanxi is a mallet, and Yelu Dashi has not become an indispensable general in the hearts of the Liao people.

At this time, a trick to divide the world and kill a Yelu Dashi is just a waste of money.

Su Keye of the Xifeng Clan noticed his expression in a trance, and hurriedly asked, "Yang Shaozai?" ”

Yang Lin came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Bianliang has a family letter here, bluntly saying that the child is sick, and he is a little distracted for a while, don't blame you." ”

"Yang Shaozai is such a hero, and he even has the tenderness to love his young son, he really deserves to be the envoy of a great country, affectionate and righteous!" Suddenly, he said loudly.

What a mess, this guy is really a Mongolian man, a little like Gao Shan, don't be the Ya of Gao Taiwei who lives in the grassland.

"Ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband. Hehe, this official has always been this pity for his family. ”

Everyone was courteous, some took out ginseng, some took out saffron, and they didn't care whether a child could stand it, anyway, the bribe was over.

Yang Lin's eyes flashed, and he sighed, secretly saying that Yelu Dashi couldn't die.

If he dies, who will resist the Jurchen Iron Cavalry that is about to appear, it is definitely not a good thing that Da Liao will die too quickly.

The huge Khitan must act as a great wall, complete its buffer role against the northern golden dogs, and wait for himself to bring the Great Song Dynasty on the right track, but it can die again when it is a stop.

Thinking of this, Yang Lin no longer cared about this secret scroll, and concentrated on drinking with everyone on the seat.

When they were drinking in Youzhou City, there was also a wine banquet in the Khitan, which was thousands of miles away.

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In the northern Khitan, the Liao lord Yelu Yanxi drove Xingchun Prefecture and went out of the city to fish in the Tongtong River.

The leaders of all the tribes under the Khitan came to accompany him, and the prime minister Xiao Fengxian also came.

At the fish feast, the wine was half drunk, Yelu Yanxi was drunk, pointed to many leaders under the tent and said with a smile: "I am fishing today, I am happy to get a big fish, each of you come to the middle to dance a dance, plus congratulations." ”

The patriarch of Murowei was the first to stand up, twisting his waist and swinging his hips, which was vulgar and ridiculous, causing the Khitan nobles to laugh.

After the patriarch of Murowei finished jumping, his face was red and panting, and he knelt on the ground and said loudly: "The minister is quite knowledgeable about Nanwen and is willing to write a poem for His Majesty." ”

"Do you still have the skills? Let's hear it. ”

"Your Majesty caught a fish, and we all ate it. Eat in the stomach warm, go back and don't dare to squat in the pit. ”

He deliberately pretended to be ugly, which really caused the Khitan people to laugh, and the patriarch of Murowei turned his butt to the sky, and his low face sneered again and again.

Yelu Yanxi looks stable and stable, and he is a relatively handsome man, but he has been hollowed out by wine, and he looks a little vain and pale.

He held a beauty's waist in one hand, held a wine glass in the other, slapped his thigh with a smile, and spilled wine on the ground.

When the people present saw it, they all performed hard, anyway, how ugly and ridiculous it was.

Until it was the turn of the Jurchen Wanyan Department, the tribal leader of this term, Wanyan Aguta, had a faint anger on his cold face.

The chamberlain of the Liao Dynasty stepped forward several times to scold, but he stood still and refused to come forward to dance.

Several chamberlains were in a hurry, and stepped forward to punch and kick, these little eunuchs were weak, and they hit Wanyan Agu's body, like beating iron with a meat fist, and they grinned in pain.

Yelu Yanxi was furious, slapped the table and got up, and scolded: "Take it for me!" ”

A group of Khitan guards stepped forward, pressed Wanyan Agu to the ground, put a heavy flail on his body, and hung it on a tree next to him.

Wanyan didn't say a word, but just used his eyes to stop his younger brother Uqimai and the others who wanted to riot, and signaled them not to act rashly.