In the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, Bianliang Genyue, all the people cheered.

After Zhao Ji came back, his face was flushed, and a maid handed him a hot and humid towel, Zhao Ji said with a smile: "Yang Qing's arrangement today, I like it very much." ”

Yang Lin said with a smile: "It is a blessing for Weichen to be able to relieve His Majesty's worries." ”

Throughout history, emperors like Tang Xuanzong and Song Huizong who like to have fun like their favorite are ministers who can get money, Li Linfu at the beginning, and Cai Jing today are all because of this talent, so they can be re-elected for more than ten years.

What Zhao Ji is most satisfied with is that Yang Lin doesn't ask him for a penny every time he has a big event and a big spend.

In the eyes of the emperor, this is the most useful talent, what do I want to do, you stand there with your nose not your nose and your eyes not your eyes, come to a sentence The emperor with an empty treasury has nothing to say, such a minister is no matter how famous he is, he will not hold an important position for a long time.

Everyone knows that the Northern Song Dynasty is rich, so where is the wealth? Wealthy in the doctor...

These people have a lot of money in their hands, and almost all of the rest is hidden except for the daily luxury.

Is money buried in the ground still called money, and what is the difference between it and soil?

Yang Lin smiled with just the right amount of flattery, and stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, these are all small Dao'er, what Weichen can do for Your Majesty is not just such a small action to whitewash the peace." ”

When Zhao Ji was in a good mood, he didn't care about calling him a brother and a brother with his courtiers, and he didn't care whether Yang Lin was disrespectful or not, and asked with a smile: "Then what else can you do for me?" ”

"Your Majesty is concerned that the treasury is depleting day by day, and the fiscal revenue is insufficient. Take this Bianliang as an example, there are 600,000 forbidden troops in Bianliang City, with 3 million grains and tens of millions of military salaries every year. ”

Zhao Ji's face changed, the lack of finance in the Great Song Dynasty is already a well-known thing, and the treasury is still eating Zhezong's foundation.

Hundreds of thousands of Western troops fought to the death for the country on the East Yan'an Road, and they couldn't eat their salaries for three years.

Zhao Ji is not a saint, but he has also thought about martial arts, and he will boast about it in the future.

Now that Yang Lin has shown his ability to manage money and make money, Zhao Ji is indeed very similar to asking him to give it a try.

But all policies have an ancestral system, and if too much power is allocated to this guy, Zhao Ji is a little uneasy for a while, afraid of causing some chaos.

Yang Lin looked at him, boldly stepped forward and whispered: "The annual military expenditure is from the Privy Council, if Your Majesty lets Wechen serve as this Privy Council, how dare Wechen not do his best for His Majesty and relieve the Sacred Heart a little!" Weichen promised that when the time came, he would definitely sharpen the court's use, but he would not teach the forbidden army to take a penny less in military salaries. ”

All around were close ministers and chamberlains, all of whom were speechless, and even Cai Jingjing gasped.

This kid was only sixteen years old, and he coveted the position of privy deputy, and he unabashedly mentioned it.

As for Gao Yu, his face had long been suffocated into purple, and he couldn't wait to step forward and choke Yang Lin's neck and tell this shameless person to shut up.

The forbidden army is the strongest soldier and horse in the Great Song Dynasty, and it is also a huge interest group.

The forces in this are intricately intertwined and extremely complex, and the slightest carelessness is to shake the barrier of the Heavenly Family. The successive emperors of the Great Song Dynasty looked at the forbidden army as strictly as they watched the roots, and there was a huge civil and official group to help them keep an eye on it.

Zhao Ji's expression was complicated, he frowned and thought for a while before he said, "The way you said before to make money, first take out a charter and let me take a good look at it." As long as Yang Qing continues to be deeply considerate and respectful, you will not be able to count on the position of Xifu in the future. ”

Gao Yu was anxious when he heard this, and just wanted to come out to dissuade him, but was tightly held by Liang Shicheng. With a wipe of his eyelids, he motioned him to retreat, and Gao Yu reluctantly came back.

In the Song generation, the Privy Council was sent by the chief and deputy, and often only one person was outside. If Yang Lin is promoted to the deputy privy envoy, the current Gao Yu will have to go to Beijing, and he will be far away from the center of power at that time.

Yang Lin no longer spoke, as long as the emperor had this thought, sooner or later he would be short of money to spend, and he would be able to take office smoothly.

When the flowers are full of flowers, there are also times when people disperse at the end of the song, the Mid-Autumn Festival moon is usually in Jinmingchi, and Zhao Ji led the crowd to leave this Genyue in the afternoon.

Liu Qingshui came up, punched Yang Lin in the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Da Lang, is there a place to eat at night?" If not, let's go have two drinks. ”

In the past few days, little Liu Guifei has regained her favor, and the gloom on Liu Qingshui's forehead has also disappeared a lot, and the whole person has become cheerful.

Yang Lin was not tired, thought about it and said: "For this celebration, I am tired all day, it is better to go to Changle Building to stay in the comfort nest for a few days to relieve myself." ”

The chefs of An'Comfort Nest are the chefs of all major cuisines, frying and cooking everything, and in this era of ironware, the food culture has also become colorful.

Liu Qingshui said with a smile: "Then you wait for me, I'll go home and get two jars of old wine, or when Sister A was born, my father buried it under the big tree in front of the door, it's a pity... Hehe, I didn't need it when I entered the palace later. ”

When little Liu Guifei entered the palace, she was an ordinary palace maid, so naturally she was not married, and Daddy Liu did not drink it, and she has become the treasure of the family until now.

Xiao Liu Guifei was born in a restaurant, which Liu Qingshui kept secret, and she was always afraid that others would take a sneering sister. But only when facing Yang Lin, he will generously admit that this kind of person lacks friends the most, and once he has friends, he cherishes them the most.

When Yang Lin heard this, this was not Xiao Liu Guifei's "daughter red", he secretly swallowed his saliva, and said: "My favorite drink is this kind of wine, go and come back quickly, I will set you a table of good Lu dishes!" ”

Liu Qingshui left in a hurry, and Yang Lin rode alone to the comfort nest, which was different from other painting boats, it was originally the outer room raised by Yang Lin, and there were few people in the cold.

He got out of the car and told the coachman to go back to his house and say that he would not go back for a few days.

A little maid at the door was holding her cheeks and holding a broom in her arms, and she was lazy and napping.

Yang Lin shook his head secretly, there are still a few people who have to arrange for the family to take care of the home, and after he goes back, he has to tell Lu Wang to do this.

Just about to wake up the little girl, Yang Lin suddenly had a bad idea and tiptoed upstairs.

He has lived here longer than Yang's Mansion, and he found Ning'er's room with a light car, only to see a strange sound coming from inside.

Yang Lin was furious, Lao Tzu went out for a few days, and the top of his head was green?

Lying on the door and listening, it was two women talking, saying strange things, as if there was an aunt teaching Ning'er to read poetry.

"The light is generally pure, and the joy is extinguished without the curse. He has no trouble with joy, but if he suffers, it is useless..."

Fortunately, it's not a green hat, Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief. Then he kicked open the door, startled the two people inside, turned his head and saw that it was him, Ning'er's face was full of surprise, she just wanted to pounce and come to a milk swallow to the forest, remembering that there were still people, her pretty face blushed and stopped, glanced at him secretly, lowered her head and said: "Aunt Wang, Da Lang is here, you go back first." ”

The woman, who looked very kind, smiled and nodded, saluted Yang Lin, turned around and closed the door.

Ning Er no longer had any scruples, hugged Yang Lin's arm, and said with a smile: "Why is Da Lang free today, I'll go and pour tea for Da Lang." ”

Yang Lin frowned, grabbed her and asked, "What is the origin of this woman, what are you doing here?" ”

Ning Er smiled and said, "This is Aunt Wang, who delivered food to our Changle Building, and is teaching me the teachings of Manichaeism." ”

When Yang Lin heard this, his heart was angry, and he was furious.