In the winter of the first year of Daguan, the Son of Heaven personally raised Liu Qingshui, who was the Imperial City Division, and handed in a secret letter.

This letter was addressed to King Jian, who was the half-brother of Emperor Zhezong and the heir to the throne of the Great Song Dynasty by legal lineage.

The identity of the sender is even more special, it is Han Zhongyan on the cusp.

Han Zhongyan's servant Zhu Ning was instructed by his master to deliver a letter, but he woke up halfway and came to the Imperial City Division to report his master.

The letter then fell into the hands of Liu Qingshui, this is the explanation that Zhao Ji heard, this kind of thing would rather be believed than not.

Even if Zhao Ji has ninety percent confidence that this is fake, as long as there is still one percent of doubts, all hidden dangers will definitely be extinguished.

This is the way the emperor, the emperor who is in the position of the Ninety-Five, thinks about the problem.

Zhao Ji immediately summoned Liang Shicheng and asked him to send someone to check the details of a person, whose name was Zhu Ning.

Liang Shicheng didn't know why, but he still sent someone to find out clearly, this person was Han Zhongyan's servant, but he had disappeared for a long time.

A day later, Han Zhongyan was released as the prefect of the Daimyo Mansion and completely withdrew from the stage of Bianliang.

Overnight, the war that was supposed to come and go came to an instant end, and the forces of all parties were surprisingly quiet.

On the outskirts of Bianliang City, this so-called messenger Zhu Ning sneered, he turned out to be the only one who escaped in Han Peng's nursing home that day.

Those who faithfully protect the Lord have been killed, and he still needs to think about the fate of his own return... In desperation, Zhu Ning hid in a ruined temple on the outskirts of the city, mixed with a group of beggars, and was found by the little wolf camp.

A forged secret letter was handed over to him, and he only needed to go to the Imperial City Division to hand it in.

"Master Jun, this matter has been done by the villain, hehe, the master promised the villain the money and the placement to go to sea... When will it arrive? ”

In the night, Lu Wang laughed cruelly, put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Zhu Ning, Shaozai, he still needs you to do one last thing." ”

Zhu Ning, who had a premonition of danger in his heart, struggled desperately but couldn't move, and his two hands grasped his shoulders as if he was pinched by iron tongs.

"You will kill people and kill people!"

A sharp knife pierced his chest, impartially in the heart.

This group of salt dealers, who does not have dozens of lives in their hands, kills people like killing chickens.

After Lu Wang finished killing people, he wrote in blood on Zhu Ning's clothes by the moonlight: The thief who betrays the lord is not a pity to die

Looking at Zhu Ning on the ground, Lu Wangchang breathed a sigh of relief, he was young, and he didn't catch up with the scenery of the two Huai Salt Kings back then, but he often heard his father talk about Yang Tong's prestige and means at the beginning.

Now it seems that the young man he works for is even more insidious, vicious and unscrupulous than his father.

On the Cao Canal Road, it means to work hard to make money. Now follow Shaozai, what is the difficulty of mixing an official position to glorify the ancestors.

The next day, passers-by found the cold body and immediately reported it to the police.

Kaifeng Mansion checked, and the person who died turned out to be a descendant of Han Mansion, and looking at the blood words left, this person may have been killed by Han Mansion himself.

Although except for Yang Lin, Zhao Ji, Liu Qingshui and a few other people who know who Zhu Ning is, everyone knows that Han Zhongyan is unlucky, and the broken drum is beaten by 10,000 people, and now Han Zhongyan is undoubtedly the broken drum.

Zeng Bu of Kaifeng Mansion was happy to see his old opponent fall, and he didn't mind making up for it again.

Zhu Ning, a subordinate of the Han Mansion, was killed, and the murderer left a bloody letter, which was quickly reported to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji knew the name Zhu Ning, and in his opinion, this was undoubtedly Han Zhongyan's revenge. It is even more certain that he wrote the letter, and he did not wronged him.

Han Zhongyan, who still relied on the house and did not set off, was demoted to the deputy envoy of the Cizhou regiment, which is a real stroke to the end...

Han Zhongyan wanted to break his head, and he didn't know why the emperor hated him so much.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of the emperor, he not only relied on his power to forcibly rape his mistress, but also contacted the orthodox heir to the throne, and wrote a letter full of complaints about the emperor's favoritism towards Yang Lin.

If he knew what the emperor thought of him, he would probably shout His Majesty's mercy... Of course, this wronged anger is not pleasant.

Yang Lin has been surprisingly low-key recently, almost not out of the door, but his own Zhaodefang is about to be flattened.

Han Zhongyan fell, and all the people under him were even more depreciated, and the Zhishi Zhishi, Shaozai Yang Lin's first battle established his position.

How powerful the Han family is, it brings out that Yang Lin, who defeated them, is even stronger, a thick thigh has already appeared, and it is too late to do anything about himself.

Zhaodefang, a cross-courtyard, the scenery is beautiful, the snow presses the red plum, and the simple and beautiful coexists.

In the pavilion in the courtyard, Yang Lin, Yang Jian, and Liu Qingshui surrounded a charcoal stove, which was boiling broth, boiling dog meat.

The aroma is lingering, the wine glass is pushed over, and the laughter continues.

"Evil does not prevail over good! Today, the three of us have eliminated a great harm for the imperial court, which is really the luck of the community and the luck of the country, come! Fill this cup. ”

Yang Jian thought much more deeply than Liu Qingshui, and after drinking the old man's face was rosy, he smashed his mouth and said, "Brother, Han Zhongyan has fallen, and there are really a lot of vacant seats." Even if we don't drive out his henchmen, there will be people who will drive them out of the court, but I don't know how many people are willing to throw themselves under your door. ”

Yang Lin smiled, the time he chose to make a move was the best time.

The Cai brothers went out of Beijing, Tong Guan was not there, and Liang Shicheng and Zeng Bu watched from the wall.

These people are all holding back to watch themselves and Han Zhongyan fight, waiting to pick up ready-made benefits.

Chewing the fragrant dog meat, Yang Lin got up and ordered the wine to be scalded, and then said: "The wind stirs the snow and the cold is the day of the wax moon, and I never see anyone sending charcoal in the snow." When the flowers are in full bloom, no one is crowded around. If you want manpower, it's not like you're going to get it. As soon as Han Zhongyan fell, not to mention Liang Shicheng of the Inner Servant Province, Cai Xiang's family was the dominant one in the outer court, and Zeng Bu lost Han Zhongyan and couldn't compare with Cai at all. Since this is the case, His Majesty will promote one to share the power of Cai Xiang, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to sleep soundly. ”

Liu Qingshui said with a smile: "Except for Da Lang, there is no suitable candidate for this person." ”

Yang Lin put his hands behind his back and said in a loud voice: "I am a scholar in Huaiyang, and I don't fight for leisure and evacuation. If there is no Golden Palace, the green lantern scroll will last for the rest of his life. If the heavens descend on me, alas, why would I Yang Lin die for the common people. ”

Yang Jian and Liu Qingshui glanced at each other, and they both hid their faces and drank, not wanting people to know that they knew the pretending criminals in front of them.

"And what are you going to do?"

"Open the door of the mansion, receive gifts, collect money, and accept officials." Yang Lin turned around, the righteous and awe-inspiring expression on his face didn't have time to change, and blurted out: "From now on, I, Yang Lin, will be in this court, and I will also be able to embrace the scenery from front to back." ”

A burst of rampant laughter, in the backyard of Zhaodefang, lasted for a long time.