The host and guest enjoyed themselves and dispersed, only Yang Lin stayed in this star-picking building.

The water in the house is thick with moisture, like fog and obstacles. Lying in the spacious bath made of white marble, steaming, leaning on the headrest, closing your eyes to recuperate.

Yang Lin closed his eyes tightly, secretly thinking about today's Liu Qi, this young general didn't expect to be in Bianliang, isn't it a joy from heaven. Rebuilding the forbidden army by himself, although everyone's salary has increased by five times, the number of people has shrunk by ten, and it costs more than 300,000 yuan less every month.

That's right, the military expenditure of the Great Song Dynasty is so terrifying, accounting for sixty or even seventy percent of the annual income of the Great Song Dynasty. The Jingying Forbidden Army is one of the big heads, the military system of the Song Dynasty records that each soldier in the Imperial City Division is five times a month, and the superior forbidden army is consistent... The forbidden army numbered 600,000.

In addition, there are more than one million van troops, and it is no wonder that Song Shenzong will be worried and complain: "If it is based on the market price, that is, it costs a lot of money, how can there be such money." ”

Suddenly, a pair of soft and slender fingers were soft and powerful, and they were slowly pressed on his shoulders, so comfortable that Yang Lin let out a few soft snorts from time to time.

Master Li, who was kneeling by the pool, was wearing a crimson light silk soft robe, and all the black clouds and temples were scattered, and he was only loosely held by an apricot yellow ribbon.

The lower end of the light robe exposes half of the smooth calves, a pair of beautiful feet are gently stacked together, the nails are coated with impatiens juice, and the slender paws are red and white, all exuding a charming charm.

Yang Lin opened his eyes, turned around, and asked her, "Are you very familiar with Emperor Rouhui and the Pan Yi family?" ”

Pan Yi died a miserable death, and Bianliang City knew that it was said that he was going to assassinate Xinjun, but Master Li definitely didn't believe it, and most of them were made by his own master.

Hearing Yang Lin's question, Master Li hurriedly cleared up and said: "Since I arrived here to pick up the stars, I haven't been in contact much, and occasionally the emperor Ji brings her daughter to me to learn the piano." ”

Pan Yi had no son, and Emperor Rouhui never gave birth to him, and later Pan Yi raised a concubine outside and gave birth to a daughter.

Not only did Emperor Rouhui not blame him, but she also took it with her own and raised her as her own daughter, treating her as her own. This is also a virtue in the upper circles of Bianliang, and everyone knows it.

Yang Lin nodded and sighed: "What a good woman Di Ji is, it's a pity that she met Pan Yi, and now her home has been confiscated, so I left her a Fan Lou." That Emperor Ji is not a good businessman, you have time to walk around with her more, help a little, and it is not in vain that you two sisters get acquainted. ”

Master Li is a real little rich woman, after being forcibly occupied by Yang Lin, she took advantage of the carriage and horse shops and Cao transport boats of the Banzai Camp to double the wealth in her hands, every time Yang Lin came here, she would also be coquettish and foolish to ask for some convenience, Yang Lin generally would not refuse.

With her help, plus Fan Lou, the little widow of Emperor Rouhui should be embarrassed.

How Master Li didn't understand the man in front of him, how could he be such a kind person, most of them were in love with others, he looked up and down suspiciously, and looked Yang Lin at him.

dragged her and her clothes into the pool, and said viciously: "I slept in the Horse Mansion last night, and Emperor Rouhui became my woman just like you." You will take care of it more in the future, are you afraid that I won't hurt you? ”

Li Shijiao smiled and didn't speak, but stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked off a drop of water from his lips.

The thunder shook the fire and splashed the ground.

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Khitan Shangjing Road, Bei'anzhou.

At the end of the white snow line, there are snow-white and reckless mountains, the wind and cold for days have blown the earth yellow, and a group of armor soldiers are in ragged clothes and have vegetables on their faces, in this ice and snow, people are very doubtful how long they can hold out.

Behind them was a small hill, and on the leeward of the hill was the camp of Yelu Dashi and Yao Pingzhong.

Dozens of horses were tied to dead trees, and the withered grass that had been painstakingly collected under the horses was padded. Yao Pingzhong now knows why those Jurchen Tartars love horses so much, even if they are cold, they have to wrap their war horses in thick cotton cloth and animal skins.

The cold of this northern land is really not something that ordinary people can bear, Yelu Dashi looked at him, rarely a little worried, and said: "Yao Sanlang, stay and fight with our Khitan Erlang, can you finish this battle?" Yelu Dashi has never begged someone like this in his life, and this time I beg you. ”

Yao Pingzhong shook for a moment, and the snow powder on his shoulders fell downward, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Dashi, it's not that I don't want to help you, if Yao Pingzhong is the only one, what's the difficulty of staying and fighting you to the death." However, these birdmen under my command are no longer willing to fight for another day, and they think day and night that they are returning to their hometown. ”

Yao Pingzhong's subordinates are all pure Western Army, that is, the team of Qin Fengjun and Shenwu Army, which is the Western Army that has fought with Western Xia for a hundred years.

These people have left their hometowns and have been fighting in the Khitan for more than a year, and the key is that this kind of battle is not a good wind, and they can make money.

It is extremely hard to fight against the Jurchens, and these ferocious Tartars who come out of the ice and snow are even more difficult than the party members.

The western army was full of war-weariness, especially with the advent of late autumn, and the grasslands were already bitterly cold.

Therefore, after the battle reached Bei'anzhou, Yao Pingzhong's generals went to his big tent together and jointly requested the withdrawal of troops.

Yao Pingzhong is quite popular with the military on weekdays, where did he think that this kind of thing would happen, and after being stunned for a while, he realized that these people under his command had reached the limit of patience.

If we continue to fight, I am afraid that there will be a terrible camp roar.

During this time, Yao Pingzhong and Yelu Dashi fought side by side and won a lot of lost ground, Yelu Dashi has never admired a general so much.

This general of the Song Dynasty is really the most heroic one Yelu Dashi has seen in his life, and he is quite disciplined in his use of soldiers, not an ordinary general.

Yelu Dashi also fought with Yang Lin, he didn't have the slightest respect for Yang Lin, that person did anything to win.

If it was Yang Lin who was going to leave here today, Yelu Dashi would definitely not let go of his pride and keep it like this.

The Jurchen Tartars returned from Youyan and brought back part of the main force, losing less than a third.

Youyan's situation Yelu Dashi knew very well that this was obviously the wilted Yang Lin, who was unwilling to let Youyan and Jurchen fight to the death and let them come back.

Otherwise, it is not impossible for the Jurchen and the Great Song Dynasty to lose both, and the Khitan will take advantage of the situation to rise again.

He really didn't guess wrong, the order to let the Jurchen go was given by Yang Lin, as for whether he had thought about the re-emergence of the Khitan, it was unknown.

After Yao Pingzhong got on the horse, he took the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty for more than ten miles and slowly embarked on the road back to China.

Yelu Dashi looked at this group of reliable allies, the sparkle in his eyes slowly disappeared, and next, he fought against the Jurchen army alone...

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