Zhaodefang, study.

Yang Lin lay on the soft collapse, gently rubbed his eyebrows and remained silent. Near him, sat Song Jiang, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Fortress?"

The Western Army's deal with the Western Xia is to cut the flesh with a blunt knife, and slowly separate the flesh and bones you have peeled. This fortress method of warfare was the most suitable tactic invented at that time.

Now it has begun to be implemented in the states of Yunnei, and the Yelu Dashi side... What Yang Lin was most afraid of was forcing this birdman to surrender to Dajin.

Yang Lin had some scruples, and did not agree directly, but said softly: "If only there was any way to deepen the hatred between Liao and Jin again." ”

Song Jiang was a little disapproving, his black face wrinkled, and he chuckled: "Shaozai, you only hate the country, isn't it deep?" ”

It's deep enough for others, but for Yelu Dashi, even so, he will look at the interests of the Khitan remnants.

When he was forced to do so, he surrendered to the Jin people, and it was not impossible to take a backbite.

After all, what the Jurchen can do is to conquer these lands, and he can also resist by breaking them into pieces.

"After the implementation of our fortress fighting method, there will be no Jurchen or Khitan foothold in the entire Yunnei, and the Dao of the Seed Master will definitely eat away at Yunnei inch by inch."

Yang Lin was a little entangled in his heart, Song Jiang stood up, leaned in front of the soft collapse, and said in a low voice: "Shaozai, see if it can be like this, after we separate Yelu Dashi from his men, find an opportunity to tie him up, let Yao Pingzhong kill this guy with a knife, and then kill all his henchmen and send Yelu Yanxi back." ”

After listening to this, Yang Lin nodded, and said: "This statement coincides with me, and I was forced to admit Yelu Dashi at the beginning, so that he could make the Khitan stronger, drag the Jurchens for us, and have the energy to promote the new policy." If the master goes to fight the fortress method, why do you need to be so troublesome, let the Jurchen Tartars beat Yunnei, and when we advance, those people will naturally welcome it. ”

"But this trick is a common method used by the Khitans, they have done this many times to the puppet country they set up in Youyan, and finally received their own territory, will Yelu Dashi have long been guarding against us?"

Song Jiang nodded with him, and they all felt that it was very possible. The two of them sighed for a long time, thinking about one thing in their hearts, how to kill the Jelu stone pit.

There was a sound of small footsteps outside the door, and Qin Qingqing came in with a tea tray, but saw that the two of them were in a daze.

Suddenly, the swarthy privy envoy shouted, "There it is! ”

This guy's voice frightened Qin Qingqing so much that he almost knocked over the tea tray. Yang Lin was not affected, and hurriedly asked, "What's the poisonous plan?" ”

"Set up a Hongmen banquet, first fight a beautiful victory in Yunnei, and after stabilizing the situation, invite Yelu Yanxi to Bianliang or Qinlong. If he doesn't come, we will have a reason to protect Yelu Yanxi, and when he comes, we will kill him with one sword, and push it on Yelu Yanxi's head, and then both factions will be finished, and we will occupy Yunnei in a grand and logical manner. ”

At this time, Yao Pingzhong congratulated Yelu Yanxi on preparing to launch a round of general attack in Yunnei, and the news had not yet come, Song Jiang's thoughts coincided with them, Yang Lin nodded frequently, and said: "This is not a bad idea, Yelu Dashi is a personal masterpiece, and he is a strong opponent if he gives him enough time." At least in the Yunnei piece, he can't let go, we can't lay down a bone to beat, but raise a Yelu big stone. ”

Yang Lin became more and more jealous of Yelu Dashi, and he used to think that this was just a talent in the Khitan.

Since the last time, Yelu Dashi decisively gave up Liaoxi and retreated to Yunnei to negotiate peace with the Jurchens, Yang Lin knew that this was a man who could bend and stretch.

As long as such a person does not die, no matter how bad the conditions are, he will have the opportunity to counterattack and turn the tables. After hundreds of years of development, the Khitan has enough population and territory, which is different from the Jurchens. Once the second revival is achieved, it is bound to be stronger and more difficult to deal with.

In the long run, the Khitan can't resurrect it, because when he was weak, Da Song took back Youyan, and even thought about taking Yunnei back. Once they were strong again, it would not be done by his descendants, even after the foundation had been laid on the stone of Jerod. At that time, the Khitan will definitely be deeply ashamed, just like the Han people are bent on taking back Youyan, ready to go south at any time.

Song Jiang and Yang Lin glanced at each other, obviously both knew each other's thoughts, Yang Lin smiled and said: "Don't leave today, love, you go and let the kitchen prepare some light and refreshing side dishes, and I will leave Gongming to eat and drink here." ”

"Is this the Hongmen banquet that Da Lang and Song Taiwei discussed?" Qin Qingqing smiled while cleaning up the tea tray.

Yang Lin glared at her, and scolded with a smile: "Your little hooves will shake your wit, hurry up, don't say you're really hungry." ”

Qin Qingqing and his eyebrows flickered, teased for a while and turned to leave, as soon as he arrived in the outer courtyard, he saw a figure under the grape trellis, with a goose egg powder face, delicate and charming, and a delicate and sweet demeanor.

tiptoe quietly touched it, only to see that it was Xu Saiyue, holding a fan in a daze.

Qin Qingqing took advantage of her unpreparedness, snatched it over at once, and read: "Suddenly looking back, that person is in the dim light..."

Xu Saiyue's face turned red with shame, and she hurriedly reached out to grab it: "Give it back to me." ”

"What a delicate fan, who gave it to you, and such a moving word... It can't be given to you by Da Lang, right? ”

Xu Saiyue blushed, took the fan in her hand like a baby, and nodded with low eyes.

Qin Qingqing's heart was sour, and he was envious, Xu Saiyue said softly: "You haven't seen Liu Tiju from the Imperial City Division come to beg, the poems used are the same, his fan handle is good-looking, this is our own fan and jade bamboo handle." ”

"Okay, okay, don't show off, hurry up and clean up, Da Lang wants to leave Captain Song to eat and drink."

At the same time, Liu's house.

Xiao Liu Guifei was holding a more delicate fan, there seemed to be stars flashing in her eyes, and her mouth couldn't close with a hook of cherry at the corner of her mouth.

In the past month and a half, almost every few days, Yang Lin asked his younger brother to send a gift, and every time it was sent to his heart.

I only told the maids around me and the younger brothers and sisters in the house, how can these people spread the word, they must have a heart...

As soon as she thought of this, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared on Xiao Liu Guifei's delicate face.

Lazily leaning on the swing, his eyes stared at the butterflies fluttering in the flowers, silent for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Since you are so bold, why don't you want to come here by yourself, but this time you are so honest, this bad person does things, isn't it unruly every time..."

The lonely empty garden is late in spring, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and do not open the door...