As far as the West River goes, the Beidou is carefully poured, and Vientiane is the guest.

The sleeves are cold, the moon is hanging high, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is another year.

If it was in previous years, Bianliang City would have been cooking oil with fire, flowers, and lights, like a fairy pond in the world.

Once upon a time, the ministers of the Great Song Dynasty were very chic, and they were lying high at home on this festival, and they didn't even bother to go to the yamen to paint the mao. In the afternoon, antique soup is set up, a few corners of wine are warmed, three or five little ladies are summoned, friends are called, Gao will talk, and poetry and lyrics will be written until late at night.

This year is very different, the sky has just dawned, and these Great Song Dynasty ministers are dressed in official uniforms, or accompanied by relatives, or with light cars, and they all went to their respective yamen early.

When the time came, he also went home early, instructed his subordinates to close the door and thank the guests, and celebrate the full moon at home. The wives and concubines in their family are the happiest, and the lord finally doesn't go out to fool around with those foxes, they paint their eyebrows and eyes, dress up with incense, prepare good wine and food, and the family is happy.

Now that Bianliang City is in a loud voice, if you talk a little wildly, you may be taken off your official hat and go home, the key is that you don't know where it leaked from, how not to make people panic.

It is rumored that as soon as Chiyangzi Yang Lin arrives at night, his ears grow three feet, and he can hear the sound of every corner of Bianliang.

These scholars naturally don't believe it, but the matter is too strange, sometimes they just complain secretly with their close friends, and they will be visited by the Governor's Mansion.

Many civil servants are suspicious of each other, everyone is in danger, and no one dares to waste outside.

Where do they think that on their roofs, under their beds, and even on the trees in their yards, there are often some short people jumping up and down. These people are all Japanese Naobanko of the Governor's Mansion, that is, the ninja known in the post-secular world.

The profession is still not called by that name, and ninjutsu originated in the Five Elements of the Han Dynasty in China and later spread to Japan. The Japanese believe that the roots of ninjutsu thought come from the Chinese Yin Zhou Dynasty Jiang Taigong Lu Wang, who first proposed the concept of ninjutsu and wrote it in the famous book "Liutao".

These Japanese straight fans, who are already proficient in all kinds of ambush methods, coupled with the natural advantage of being short in stature, suddenly became the trump card in Yin Muhong's hands. With the little wolf camp in the Long Live Camp, it is also a group of children who are not easy to detect and wary of, and it has become a sharp weapon for them to collect intelligence and control Bianliang.

The day after Yang Lin launched the coup, the Little Wolf Battalion announced its dissolution and merged into the Governor's Mansion.

No matter what the conspiracy is, it is necessary to gather together secretly to discuss and plan, and now these opposition parties only dare to use their eyes to discuss, and Yang Lin, the powerful traitor in Bianliang, is naturally living a much more comfortable life.

In Zhaodefang, it is a different scene, although it is at night, but it is as lively as a market.

The small court of Khitan Yunzhou sent people to Bianliang to congratulate the new emperor on his accession to the throne, and at the same time, he also asked for some support.

Yao Pingzhong led his troops to retreat south, preparing to return to the Song realm, which had already frightened Yelu Yanxi. What is the material of the Khitan generals under his command, after several years of partial peace, Yelu Yanxi has also seen it thoroughly.

This Great Liao, like the previous Great Song Dynasty, has actually rotted to the roots, and it is difficult to cure it unless a powerful figure also appears.

Now in the Khitan Xijing Province Yunzhou Mansion and the large grasslands of western Liaoning, the three forces are in their own ways, and Yelu Yanxi's partial court occupies the Yunzhou area, which is the richest in the remnants of the Khitan mountains. His son, Yelu Aolu, was made emperor by the great generals Jelu Saba and Concubine Wen, and occupied some of the cities of Zhongjing.

In the grasslands of western Liaoning, Yelu Dashi struggled to maintain the miscellaneous beards on the grassland, and also gathered a group of men, nominally loyal to Yelu Yanxi, but in fact, he had long been disappointed in this faint king.

The death of Yelu Chun, the king of Yan, in Nanjing City, touched Yelu Dashi a lot, and the Khitan has been open for so many years, and there are still such Wulie princes in the clan, which shows that Da Liao has not yet reached the point of hopelessness.

These three parties guard against each other, and they will tacitly support each other, all to guard against the Jurchen iron horsemen.

Those who came to Bianliang, led by Yu Shinan and Yelu Muxun, were all Khitan Shaozhuang factions, these people were the staunch main battle faction in the Yunzhou court, and they believed that only by relying on the Great Song Dynasty could they defeat the Jurchens, return to Shangjingfu, and restore the territory laid down by their ancestors.

These people were in the Daqing Hall during the day, and after seeing Zhao Si, they wrote to congratulate him, and Zhao Si was overjoyed.

In any case, the Khitan is a big country, and even now, it is a skinny camel that is bigger than a horse. After rewarding a few envoys, Zhao Xi asked Yang Lin to deal with the Song-Liao alliance.

It's not that he doesn't want to participate, this prince has almost never been involved in such things in the first half of his life, and he can't figure it out at all.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, these people came to Zhaodefang, which was full of acquaintances...

Yuwen Xuzhong and Ma Kuo dragged several young people from the Khitan, as well as their old friend Gao Shan, to set up a banquet in the outer courtyard together.

Yang Lin didn't come, so these people relaxed a lot, and some young people also recovered their waves. Gao Zhi glanced at it, but didn't find Qin Hui, and couldn't help frowning and scolding: "What about Qin Huizhi, old friends in Beijing will gather in Bianliang again, and this thief can't even come?" ”

Yuwen looked strange in his eyes, tugged at his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Senior high, Qin Huizhi because... The matter, and the teacher cut off the robe, burned the brocade robe that was given to him in front of the Bianliang Royal Street, and wanted to break off the friendship of his classmates, how embarrassed to come to Zhaodefang. ”

Gao Shanzhi was stunned when he heard this, and secretly said that Qin Huizhi was afraid and flinched, he didn't think about the fierceness, I better stay away from him. Although he seems to be very aggressive, he is actually very careful.

His own father, Gao Yu, is Liang Shicheng's confidant, although he stood on the right team in time this time and became a qualified wallgrass, it is inevitable that he has to avoid suspicion, and he is not good at interfering in this kind of thing.

After sitting down in a daze, Gao Shant muttered, "If you don't come, you won't come, and it's the same if you go to see him another day with wine." ”

When the wine was half-drunk, in the outer courtyard of Zhaodefang, a carriage slowly stopped. Qin Hui showed his head stupidly, carrying a box of gifts that he didn't know what it was, and asked the servant to hand over the name post.

After a while, several people came out, Gao Zhi stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulder, and said something in his ear, I don't know what to say, anyway, Qin Hui's expression was a little gloomy, and he was not so embarrassed.

In the inner courtyard, in the small courtyard outside Yang Lin's bedroom, there is a large red sandalwood case, a bamboo curtain cushion is laid in the garden, a chair is placed, and a table of fresh fruits, candied fruits, dried fruits, and fine snacks are eaten. Yang Lin didn't divide the small table, so he let the whole family sit and admire the moon in the courtyard.

At this time, a maid came in and said softly: "Da Lang, Menzi, Da Lang's classmate Qin Huizhi from Yangzhou is here." ”

Yang Lin was teasing his daughter, and when he heard this, the corners of his mouth burst into laughter.

He stood up with his daughter in his arms and said, "Let's go, Dad will take you to meet Uncle Da Traitor." ”