Yang Lin leisurely leaned on a recliner and held a booklet to read with relish, which was a record of mutual market transactions from the northwest.

The wealth of the Great Song Dynasty can be easily seen in the volume of goods traded, because the army has a large demand for war horses, and the trade of horses is undoubtedly the first, but it is conceivable that it will soon decrease.

What Yang Lin did not expect was the sale of sheep, and the caravan selling sheep became the mainstream of merchants in the northwest.

It is conceivable that if the Japanese army is saturated with horses, the sheep trade will replace horses as the number one trade in the mutual market.

The Song people ate sheep and were about to empty the Mongols' stockpiles, which could help them survive this blizzard crisis.

After all, food is the guarantee of survival, no matter how many sheep there are, it is not enough to survive, and one less to eat is one.

The grain obtained by a sheep can be eaten for a month, but the killing of a sheep can only eat for a few days.

And countless mutton flows into the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, I don't know how many ways to eat...

In the past, there were stones in the northwest of the thatched pit of Xixia, which was too much of a hindrance.

Behind the chaise longue was a pretty woman in a silver and red jacket, rubbing her shoulders for him.

The woman was already tired and panting, her temples were half slanted, Yang Lin's eyes were buried in the book and she couldn't extricate herself, and the prosperity of the northwest had already appeared in her mind. How prosperous the Silk Road was, the ancient city of Loulan is still a myth, after the opening of the northwest will not be worse than back then, and the merchants in the Western Regions have gradually begun to increase.

Today's maritime trade is not enough to support the exchange between Europe and Asia, and this ancient trade route is still necessary for its existence.

Su Xiang took the booklet out of Yang Lin's hand coquettishly, twisted his waist, fell into his arms, and pouted: "Is this booklet better than others, why does Da Lang only care about it, people can't lift their arms, and you don't know how distressed?" ”

Yang Lin put his arm around her slender waist, the twin sisters were docile, the younger sister was lively, and she was very favored, and immediately smiled: "You are the sharp meat of your heart, you don't care who you hurt, come, blindfold me and I will teach you a skillful job." ”

Su Xianglian twisted in his arms, reached out and took out a handkerchief from his arms, and smiled coquettishly and was about to be blindfolded.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, Su Ningxiang came with a bowl of tonic soup, and saw the appearance of the two people with a red face and whispered: "Da Lang, there are a few guests outside, Yang San'er said that he is from Yan'an Mansion and asks to see him." ”

As soon as he heard this name, Yang Lin instantly remembered that the Jurchens had already raised things in advance, and his heart was on fire, and this matter was clearly the rebellion of the Keree Department provoked by the Western Army, which exposed the Khitan's external strength and middle cadres, and helped Wanyan Agu, who had long been opposed, to make up his final mind.

After taking two sips of the soup, Yang Lin patted Su Xianglian in his arms and asked her to stand up.

Su Xiang twisted his body, sullen, Yang Lin was experienced, took out a delicate hosta from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "If you want it or not, I'll give it to you if it sounds good." ”

Su Xiang was quick to snatch it away, put his back behind him and said with a smile: "Don't scream, whoever told you to just coax people." ”

"Little hoof, ride on your man's head, is this worth it? Ning Xiang, you help me implement the family law, and when I come back, the buttocks of this little lewd woman are not red, so you will sit with you. ”

Su Ningxiang blushed and spat and said, "Da Lang will say some wind words and bully people." ”

Yang Lin had no intention of laughing with the concubine, stood up, let the sisters wait to change their clothes, and walked to the guest hall.

In the lobby, the middle man of the planter stood in place, and he was overjoyed when he came.

Shao Zai was willing to meet, at least it showed that there was still a turn for the better, Yang Lin sighed and said, "You have all heard about the matter of Huanglong Mansion, right?" ”

The seed master said in a low voice: "This matter spread in Bianliang, and the lower officials also heard about it, saying that the Khitans were beaten by the Jurchens and lost 100,000 people with armor. ”

From the perspective of the planter, he doesn't think this is a bad thing, at least it shows that he is not as dangerous as he imagined to provoke the Khitan.

Although the Khitan is said to be a neighbor with the Great Song Dynasty, who does not know the disagreement between the two countries, it is not too much to say that it is a feud.

According to the alliance between the Yuan Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty still has to pay a large number of New Year's coins in exchange for the tranquility of the border.

"The Khitan has 100,000 soldiers, and those people are no different from our soldiers in the Great Song Dynasty. What do you think of the combat power of the van soldiers? ”

The seed master was stunned, why was Shaozai so unconfident, the soldiers and horses of the Great Song Dynasty had won many big victories recently, and they had destroyed strong enemies in a row, and the power of the soldiers was scorching, coupled with the influx of war horses, as well as the replenishment of the Qiang soldiers and Kelie soldiers in the northwest, how could it be compared with the 100,000 grasses in Huanglong Mansion.

Seeing their reactions, Yang Lin secretly shook his head in his heart, the generals of the Western Army were only slightly able to fight, and their short-sightedness was not much stronger than that of the Chinese courtiers of the DPRK.

In today's court, the only person who can have the same idea as himself is Cai Jing, who has seen through the national conditions of the Great Song Dynasty.

It's a pity that Cai Jing is not a person of his own way after all, he will succumb to Zhao Ji and use all his talents to make money, but it is a pity that he has a generation of capable ministers.

Otherwise, Yang Lin wouldn't mind assisting him to save Da Song together, Cai Jing definitely has this ability.

When it comes to governing the country, he is not a little better than himself, Yang Lin has this self-knowledge.

Sighing, Yang Lin said: "The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the Khitan soldiers and horses are more than three million, how can they generalize because there are 100,000 wastes in them." Last time, this time the Jurchens, I don't know how many people are ready to move, and the new alien race is bound to be a ruthless and brutal beast again.

The Northwest Trade Route is another foundation of our Great Song Empire, and it must not be shaken or frustrated. What you should do is to use all means to ensure peace and tranquility in the northwest, instead of provoking war.

This official is willing to trust you, but unfortunately you are not willing to accept this kindness, I will play Your Majesty to reset the Qin Long system as an envoy. ”

The seed master secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Shaozai wanted to send someone to the northwest to coordinate the overall situation, within their acceptable range.

After all, what the Western Army is only seeking is self-preservation, and there is no big ambition that should not be had, as long as they do not dismantle the generals and remove the military power, they don't mind pressing a great god on their heads.

Yang Lin accepted the generous gift from the Western Army, which was a liberation between the two sides, and then sent away the many grateful planters.

As soon as they left, Lu Qian led Song Jiang, who had just returned to the dynasty, into Yang Lin's study.

"Komeito, sit."

Comparing the two, Yang Lin felt the difference between his henchmen and vassals, and when he talked to the black guy in front of him, he was a little more relaxed.

"Shaozai, what are your commands to call your subordinates?" Song Jiang hadn't seen Yang Lin for a long time, and there was some joy between his eyebrows.

"You have made a great contribution this time, and the court will have a reward, what do you want?"

"Subordinate..."

"It doesn't matter, I have a place now, you have to go, you want to."

"Subordinate..."

"Forget it, you don't need to say it, it's right for you now, you go back and prepare, pack up, and go to Yan'an East Road."

Song Jiang held back for a long time, almost choked to death, and secretly slandered himself in his heart, don't you let you ask?

"Shaozai, what are the tasks of your subordinates?"

Yang Lin stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and chuckled, "Just play to your strengths." ”

Song Jiang was overjoyed when he heard this, and said humbly: "What are the strengths of his subordinates, Shaozai has never praised it." ”

"Gang up."