On one side of Jingshan is the Yellow River.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, listening to the rushing river, even if it is only late spring, there is already a faint sound of thunder.

The ice and snow are gradually disappearing, and the flood season will soon follow, and I don't know if the Yellow River will break its banks this year.

Governing the river is by no means a day's work, but fortunately, the Yellow River is like the current Great Song Dynasty, and there is still hope for treatment on the verge of collapse.

The family is a big family, the rules are strict, once out of the planting Guiyi is no longer restrained, her eyes are full of joy, she lies on the grass that has just turned green, presses hard, and smiles: "It's soft and comfortable." As he spoke, he couldn't help but roll.

Yang Lin frowned and pulled her up, and said with a straight face: "The mountains are full of insects, and if they get into your body in a while, you will become a rotten peach." ”

The little girl was startled, and quickly groped all over, trying to catch the worms on her body.

Such a big little girl already knows the defense of men and women, and she also has the instinctive shyness of a girl, and there are many people here, so she is embarrassed to pull Qin Qingqing to the side.

Yang Lin chuckled lightly, and just wanted to turn his head, but saw a group of servants by the river hugging a farmer, pointing by the river.

The people down the hill also spotted them, and pointed to this side to talk a few words, and the "farmer" was suddenly stunned, and led the people up the mountain.

walked closer and said loudly: "Is it Yang Shaozai on the mountain?" ”

Yang Lin stretched out his hand and motioned for the guards to let them over, took a closer look, and said with a smile: "Zong Ze, what are you doing here?" ”

"Shaozai, the lower officials congratulate Shaozai on sweeping away the Western Xia and making immortal achievements. The last time Xia Guan ruled the river with Shaozai, Meng Shaozai was promoted, and now he has been promoted to the general judgment of Jiezhou. ”

Yang Lin pointed to a stone and said, "Come, sit down and talk in detail." ”

The two of them sat on the ground and talked eloquently, Zong Ze had a plan, but he was suffering from the lack of a way to let the superior know, so he took this opportunity to quickly say: "The great plan of governing the river and the country is not trivial, and it is definitely not something that can be done by the power of one state and one county. If there is last year's heavy rain, I am afraid that this section will be useless. It is necessary to control the river on the scale of last year's Shaozai, and it cannot cure the river at all. ”

Yang Lin nodded, listened to the roaring river, and said in a deep voice: "The bitter river on both sides of the river has been around for a long time, although it has also given countless fertile fields for irrigation, but the number of people who die from the river every year is more than ten times more than the war. ”

Seeing that Shaozai frowned, Zong Ze said: "According to the lower officials, the management of the river requires a special government office, not limited to the prefecture and county, but all the areas along the river are responsible for overall planning, perennial repair and reinforcement, diversion and digging ditches, salvaging sediment, planting trees and consolidating soil. ”

The problem of redundant officials in the Great Song Dynasty Yamen was serious, and many officials just ate and waited for death, did not do any work comfortably every day, and enjoyed the life of a rich scholar.

Yang Lin heard that it made a lot of sense, anyway, so many yamen didn't have any work to do, so it was better to find something to arrange.

Looking up, Zong Ze in front of him was burly, dark-skinned, and resolute, and he didn't know how much better he was than those white and chubby scholars.

Yang Lin said with a smile: "Zong Ze, if you set up a river control bureau and let you take the lead, can you afford it?" ”

Zong Ze didn't shirk, smiled, hugged his fists and said, "Xiaguan is willing to give it a try." ”

"If you don't have a chance to try such a national policy as river governance, you just say you can do it?"

"Okay." Zong Ze did not hesitate, he was born in a peasant family, and when he was young, he farmed and studied with his father and brother, and he thought that he was more likely to cure the Yellow River than the scholars of the Manchu Dynasty.

Yang Lin nodded and said, "Okay, if you have this confidence, then wait in Jiezhou." After the official returned to the court, he made a statement to His Majesty that as long as the official spoke, the edict would come soon. ”

This is the benefit of the Son of Heaven's close ministers, many capable officials have great skills, and their full stomachs are rotten in their stomachs, and no one knows if he is talented and learned. It can only be a very faint hope to meet a king who has the same interests as him to show his ambitions.

The Son of Heaven and his ministers are different, they want to do things, and it is extremely simple. It is also infinitely convenient to display the ambitions in your chest and show your ability to govern the country.

From this point of view, it is not a big deal to repair a Genyue and engage in a few pompous ceremonies.

As long as a policy is effective, the benefits earned back are enough, and it is a good thing for the country and the people.

Yang Lin stood up and took Zong Ze to the Gaogang boulder, overlooking the turbulence of the ancient Yellow River road below.

"If you have merit in governing the river, I will ensure that you will be the minister of Bianjing, why is it difficult?"

Zong Ze laughed loudly: "If Shaozai can continue to do what he does, strive for the achievements of the summer and come to Youyan, follow Zhu Mian's ambush to Fujiangnan, clear the world, and bless the people, the lower officials are willing to set up a shrine by the river to guard it day and night, and they will not be wronged." ”

This old man can speak, Yang Lin smiled very brightly, and asked: "This time to pacify the summer thieves and solve the border troubles in the northwest for a hundred years, I want to lead the soldiers of the Western Army to Bianliang to offer victory." First, to raise the prestige of the Song Dynasty, improve the morale of the army and the people, and deter the surrounding states; Second, too... Guess what my second intention is? ”

Yang Lin suddenly took the test, Zong Ze did not panic, and said calmly: "Isn't it to arouse Your Majesty's ambition and let Your Majesty have the ambition to recover Youyan." ”

"Good! I didn't expect you to see through my intentions. Yang Lin exclaimed, and then frowned again: "It's a pity, although the Western Army is strong and capable of fighting, but the military discipline is not good. You know, the official family cares about this the most. ”

When Zong Ze saw Shangguan saying these words to himself, his heart was also a little closer, so he put aside his scruples and said: "I can send someone to train in Zhengzhou, and then go to Beijing to offer victory, anyway, this matter also needs to be set up on a high stage, and there is plenty of time to prepare." ”

Yang Lin nodded secretly, the heart can only be like this, who will they let come?

Suddenly, Yang Lin thought of the fancy shelves of those forbidden troops, which looked mighty and majestic, and coaxed Zhao Ji into a smile, isn't this the unique skill of Gao Yu and Gao Taiwei.

If he didn't have this hand, he would not be able to sit firmly in the position of the palace marshal, of course Yang Lin instructed not to move Gao Yu, that is Liang Shicheng's lineage, because of Su Shi's relationship, the relationship between sorghum is still very solid.

Pregnant! Gao Yu can't do it, isn't there still a high handle...

This guy follows himself in Jiangnan, he is very interesting, give him a benefit to taste, Gao Yu is not stupid, can he not teach secretly?

The most important thing is that this trick is enough to make a gap between Gao Yu and Liang Shicheng, even if it is only a little bit.

Liang Shicheng has too many resources under his hands, and Yang Lin's eyes can't accommodate such a powerful person, controlling most of the government offices and government affairs.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Lin's mouth hooked, Gao Shan's guy obeyed his words, and helped him a lot when he was fighting Fang La, so this time he let him show his face and show his brilliance.