Out of Bianliang, the cold air of early winter has made the official road a little sluggish, and the scattered pedestrians are almost all merchants.

On the horizon in the distance, a group of people and horses were marching briskly, and when they got closer, they saw that almost all of them were riding tall horses, wearing old-fashioned red brocade robes.

Only the local people of Bianliang can recognize that this is the once invincible Long Live Camp. The Long Live Camp is built to build Long Live Mountain, Long Live Mountain, also known as Genyue Shou Mountain, is the garden of Emperor Zhao Ji, and now of course there is no need to expand it, so Long Live Camp has now been canceled and has become the private soldier of Shaozai Yang Lin.

The brocade and red robes are still the same, and there is no longer a long live camp in Bianliang.

Protected by these horses in the middle, it is obvious that it is Yang Lin's carriage, Shaozai went out to patrol Dali, and was praised by the people of Bianliang after tea and dinner, after all, it has only been a few months since a palace change, and Shaozai dared to go out of Bianliang.

Yang Lin doesn't have many henchmen, far inferior to Liang Shicheng, but every one of them is trustworthy.

These people were born from the grassroots and had almost no roots in the DPRK, so they did not speculate on Yang Lin's side, but Yang Lin promoted them.

Even if someone wants to betray Yang Lin, not many of his subordinates will follow him to rebel, after all, Yang Lin is a huge business empire behind him, and to put it simply, he is rich.

When everyone was holding Yang Lin, they could twist into a rope and kill Bianliang in the dark, and change the owner of the Pope's City Forbidden.

But without Yang Lin, these people are just a plate of loose sand, and they are not the opponents of the scholars at all.

Song Jiang almost formed the entourage of the pro-guard team of the most capable 100 people in the army, mixed with the pro-guards of the Long Live Battalion, and protected Yang Lin throughout the whole process.

The heat in the carriage is surging, and a small delicate and delicate cloisonne incense burner, with cloisonné lines of peonies, is slowly wafting with wisps of unknown fragrance.

Yang Lin was half-open-minded, lying on a couch made of vermilion lacquer light ink nanmu, and let out a slight snoring sound.

Next to him, a delicate and beautiful woman, with a pair of jade feet, wearing a crimson one-piece skirt outlining a beautiful figure, two delicate and delicate arcs on her chest, a crescent hosta on her head, a pair of plain hands on Yang Lin's calves and gently kneading, looking at his angular face from time to time, revealing a watery tenderness.

The corners of his mouth are hooked, his pink lips are like cherry blossoms, and his eyebrows are like willows, as if happiness is about to overflow.

The beauty saw Yang Lin's chest wide open, and reached out to help him cover the velvet blanket, Yang Lin snorted lightly, opened his eyes, and felt a little depressed: "Miaozhen, open the curtain of the car." ”

Duan Miaozhen hummed obediently, got up and rolled up the curtain to the side, and suddenly a cold cold air blew in.

Blown by this wind, Yang Lin felt refreshed, stretched out his hand to expand his chest, went to the window on the side, stretched out his head and asked, "Where are you?" ”

The old man Zhu, who was riding a horse next to him, said with a smile: "Shaozai is resting, and he will go out of Kaifeng Mansion immediately, not far from Ningling City, and after Ningling is the ground of Nanjing Yingtian Mansion." ”

Yang Lin tightened his robe and said, "Tell Lu Qian, go faster, don't be afraid of bumpy carriages and horses, we will go to the city and rest again." ”

Old man Zhu smiled, did not inform Lu Qian, and said loudly: "Shaozai has an order, brothers urge the horses to raise the whip, and rush to Ningling tonight." ”

The soldiers smiled and agreed, shouting and cheering, and the speed suddenly increased.

Duan Miaozhen in the car slipped on the soles of her feet, almost fell down, and was held in Yang Lin's arms.

"The carriage and horses are bumpy, don't move around, and if you can't stand it when you get to Ningling, I'll ask someone to send you alone, and I'll go to Dali first."

Duan Miaozhen took advantage of the situation and stuck to his arms and said, "Don't, I'm with Lin Lang, these bumps are nothing." After finishing speaking, his face turned a little red, and he lowered his head weakly, for Duan Miaozhen, this was already a great disobedience.

Yang Lin was thinking about what would happen after he arrived in Dali, and he chatted with her without a match, but he didn't delay.

The woman in her arms is obediently like the spring breeze in March, and like a trickle flowing out of a hot spring, and getting along with her unconsciously will be like a spring breeze, indescribably comfortable. With her, you will never feel tired.

It is no wonder that the ladies and nobles in Bianliang City are proud to befriend her and like to be with her. has been nurtured by the Buddhist family for a long time, coupled with the experience of being bullied by the Gao family, she has developed a delicate and gentle temperament that does not fight or grab.

Dali Duan's family is full of fake monks, and the men chant Amitabha Buddha on their lips, and they are as ruthless as wolves, but they don't think about raising a real Bodhisattva.

Duan Zhengchun regarded Yang Lin as the hope of their Duan family's re-emergence, and not only did not object to his daughter's affairs, but had some instigation.

The Duan clan had no chance of re-emerging in Dali, and the excessive bloody killings made them like enemies in the eyes of the 36 tribes of the barbarians.

But the Great Song Dynasty is so big, once Yang Lin takes that forbidden step, then there will be countless people who will rise up with him and become the upstart in this vast land.

The children of the Duan family in Dali have many outstanding people, as long as Yang Lin gives them this opportunity, they will not worry about not having their own place.

And according to Duan Zhengchun's observation, Yang Lin is definitely not playing with his daughter, but abandoning him. The people of Zhaodefang kept looking at Duanfu to deliver some luxury and valuable items, and their daughter's food and clothing were all more refined than the most extravagant Gao family in Dali at the beginning.

On the doorbell hanging outside her boudoir, the delicate golden Buddha is said to have been dismantled from the pagoda of the living Buddha of Tubo and brought back for her daughter.

This time back to Dali, Duan Zhengchun was bold and sent three juniors in the clan to Zhaodefang to recommend themselves, and wanted to follow Yang Lin back to Dali.

Yang Lin also agreed, after all, he knew very little about Dali's customs and customs.

This multi-ethnic area needs to be managed with particular attention. If there is a slight deviation, it may leave a thousand years of hidden dangers, which have to be guarded against.

With his hands wrapped around his green hair, Yang Lin pondered in his heart the shortcomings and omissions of his new policy, and the formation of a system must not be formulated out of thin air thousands of miles away.

Each place has its own characteristics, and it is necessary and wise to make some adjustments and changes according to local conditions.

No matter how good the system is, there are endless problems that need to be solved one by one. Dali is the first stop of its own New Deal, and it is also a good whetstone and testing stone.

It is not only a correction and improvement of the new policy, but also a process of accumulating one's own experience, and this trip to Dali is bound to be the beginning of reshaping the Great Song Dynasty.