Zhaodefang, outer courtyard.

At the beginning of night, the sound of silk and bamboo under the banquet is endless, and nearly 100 lanterns hanging in the courtyard are brightly lit.

In the curtain door of the hanging flowers, more than ten long tables were spelled into a hollow shape, Yang Lin sat on the main seat above, and the high handle sat in the guest seat, and then Liu Qingshui, Yang Jian, Song Jiang, Wang Chaoli, Xu Zhichang... As well as some of the close guards of the Banzai Battalion, as well as a few disciples of the founding of the mountain, dozens of people gathered together and were beaming.

"Today came the news of the war between the north and the south, and the good news was spread again in Jiaozhi, and 50,000 enemies were annihilated; Zong Ze successfully returned to Juyong Pass, and at this time, he also slaughtered the new Najia, which can be described as good news. Gao Shank held up the wine glass and said loudly, full of joy.

Yang Lin pressed his hand and said: "The first two are considered great joys, and the latter is just an ordinary trivial matter. After speaking, he raised his glass to the sky and saluted, and then poured it on it.

Everyone raised their glasses and poured wine to pay tribute to the soldiers who died in battle.

This time, Da Song's record at the border pass was surprisingly good, especially Zong Ze's performance, which was perfect.

With such a star shining, it is natural to talk about his origin, and after inquiring, he knew that he was promoted by Yang Shaozai, and he received rave reviews for a while.

The praise for Yang Lin's knowledge of people and his kindness is about to exceed the praise of Zong Ze, Yang Lin of course knows why this is in his heart, and it is not a group of students who are building momentum for themselves for the spread of Yang Xue.

In China, for any doctrine to rise, it must introduce a half-human, half-god leader to win people's hearts.

This person must have enough aura, otherwise, he can only rely on his disciples and grandchildren to brag about him.

Anyway, it's not illegal to brag, you can't just blow it, you have to write it down and make it into a book.

Now that Yang Lin's power is scorching, if he does not control the momentum, I am afraid that it will be difficult to contain it. Clear-eyed people like Yin Muhong's generation have long seen it clearly, but these people from intelligence backgrounds are surprisingly silent about the excessive enthusiasm of the people, and even often add fuel to the fire.

Yang Lin's family today has actually lived in the Yang Mansion for a long time, and she is the eldest lady of the Western Army family.

At this juncture, the return of the little peach seed to Yi is officially income, not because he has nothing to do, nor is it because Yang Lin has any ideas about beasts, but purely to strengthen the relationship with the Western Army.

This was the only strong field army before the Great Song Dynasty, all of which were ruthless men trained in a hundred years of war, and under the leadership of Yao Pingzhong, they garrisoned the cities of Yunnei in the Khitan.

The most difficult battles at this stage are all there, their opponents are Wanyan Agu, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Lou... How can there be good stubble in this one by one.

The way of the seed master will always be the pillar of the Western Army, as long as he is there, he is not afraid of the Western Army making trouble, Yang Lin let go of his hands and feet to let the brothers of the seed family out of Bianliang, which is both a kind of courage and pride.

This is to tell the world clearly that Yang Lin is not afraid of the Western Army's dissent, and he has enough confidence that he can let the Western Army generals return.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank to the fullest, and it was not until midnight that Yang Lin returned to the inner courtyard full of alcohol.

The family background of the cultivation of Guiyi is the family of the Northwest Jiangmen, so she is also a unique little rich woman in Zhaodefang... Or maybe Flori.

The maids and women here, as well as the food and clothing, are all sent by the breeders, which can be said to be very luxurious.

As soon as this small courtyard came in, it was also decently pasted with red paper and ribbons. Every few steps, a tassel palace lamp is hung, like daytime, and it looks like a wealthy handiwork.

Pushing the door in, the pink shadow gauze tent, the carved bedside hanging embroidered sachets, and a black lacquer beaded women's dressing table opposite the bed, all arranged like a woman's boudoir.

The two red candles are burning unwillingly, quite a bit of the smell of flower candles in the cave room.

Yang Lin smiled dumbly and said with a smile: "You guys are quite decently arranged." ”

Everyone in the room covered their mouths and chuckled, showing off their branches, and they had always been naughty and mischievous, but at this time they were rarely a little embarrassed.

The little figure sat at the head of the bed, fingers on his belly, tirelessly touching each other.

Yang Lin walked over and picked it up, Chong Guiyi trimmed his eyebrows and nose today, and the pear vortex on the cheeks was faintly visible, although he was young and his figure had not yet grown up, he looked childish, but he was even more cute.

Touching her bun, Yang Lin smiled: "Have you eaten?" ”

Holding his 'cooing' belly, he was aggrieved, blinked and said, "They said they couldn't eat until you came." ”

Yang Lin said angrily: "It's just a child, what can you do if you give her a little food, quickly give her a hot meal." ”

All the maids set off and got busy, and when they came back, Yang Lin was already asleep.

Chong Guiyi squeezed into the small corner, staring at the big round eyes, secretly worried... Doesn't this smell of alcohol smoke people to death overnight?

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Under the moon, it was as cold as water.

Liu Qingshui returned to the house, first rinsed his mouth, and then cheered up and came to the backyard.

He complained in his heart, Yang Dalang, a bastard, put his sister here and never inquired again, wouldn't he have abandoned it from the beginning.

Although my sister is smiling every day, I don't know how sad I feel, I have to help them.

Although Jia Shi and he have been married for two years, they are still very intimate, stepped forward to wrap their arms around his neck, and asked, "Official, how did you drink until this time tonight." ”

Liu Qingshui talked and said: "Don't mention it, Yang Dalang has a lot of relatives and friends, and the companion Gao Shan, who is looking for a guest, is a person who can persuade wine, so he can't get out in advance." ”

Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he asked, "Good lady, do you know what my sister wants recently?" ”

"What do you want?" Jia tilted his head and thought for a while: "Some time ago, we went to Daxiangguo Temple, saying that we wanted to invite a Maitreya Buddha statue back. ”

Liu Qingshui secretly remembered it in his heart and instructed his wife: "If there is such a thing again, you have to talk to me more." ”

Jia Shi knew that their sister and brother had a deep relationship, so they didn't think deeply, and agreed with a smile.

The next morning, Liu Qingshui returned to the house after ordering.

When I came to my sister's yard, I saw that she was still swinging heartlessly, with a smile on her face, like a peach blossom.

"This must be tears and pretending to be happy, alas, silly sister." Liu Qingshui made up for it in his heart, wiped his tears, pretended to be impatient, and stepped forward and said, "Sister, Yang Dalang asked me to bring you a little something." ”

Xiao Liu Guifei looked a little embarrassed, she was happy today, she was a swing, and that bad embryo asked her brother to send something.

Although she was a little embarrassed, Xiao Liu Guifei didn't take it to heart, and she had some expectations.

After all, Yang Lin had arranged gifts for the harem before, and almost every once in a while, he could receive his valuable gifts.

Now Yang Lin doesn't need to befriend the emperor anymore, and of course he won't send it to them.

"What is it?"

"Oh, a Maitreya."

Xiao Liu Guifei's heart jumped, she didn't expect him to send it so well, and a blush unconsciously crawled to her cheeks.

Since then, little Liu Guifei has often received gifts, all of which were "forwarded" by her younger brother, all of which were "sent" by Yang Lin...

These gifts have a feature, that is, they are all what Xiao Liu Guifei wants, and they are sent to her heart every time, which makes people feel very sweet.

A wisp of invisible affection slowly appeared in the heart of a beautiful woman.

It's a pity that Yang Lin doesn't know anything.

If he knew, it was estimated that he would soon be a brother with Liu Qingshui to burn yellow paper, and it would be a blessing to know such a friend.

Yang Lin didn't know that he was going to lie down and win...