Tokyo Bianliang, the wind is cold and the leaves are yellow, and the autumn is deep.

A water pavilion, covered by light curtains on all sides, and when the breeze blows, the veils sway, like fog and obstacles.

This is a big mansion newly bought by Yang Lin, which is hung in Duan Miaozhen's name, and is prepared for her clansmen who are about to come to Bianliang.

Duan Miaozhen, the princess of Dali, wore a cotton silk soft robe embroidered with weeping peonies, and listened to Ailang tell her how to protect the Duan family of Dali in the court from being persecuted by Cai Jing.

There was gratitude and admiration in the beautiful eyes, snuggling beside Yang Lin, the beautiful eyes were smiling, the cherry lips were smiling, and the white and slender hands peeled the tender and juicy grapes, picked off the seeds and sent them to Yang Lin's mouth.

Yang Lin lowered his head, pinched her chin, and asked, "How are the things arranged for you going?" ”

Duan Miaozhen was poisoned by Yang Lin, and he felt dizzy at first glance, as if he had drunk mellow mash, her cheeks were melting, and she was charming and moving.

"People helped her draw it, and she went to steal incense and steal jade, but she didn't get much. Since the begonias opened, I thought of it now. It was the marriage that was signed, and let her give up Shangguan Yun herself so that Linlang could succeed. The last time I went down the mountain, I saw Shangguan Yun wandering by the river, Xiao Nizi went back to the bed and cried for a long time, her eyes were red and swollen.

When the time comes, I will tell her again, 'Sadness and sadness are parting, and happiness is new to each other'. At that time, you should meet under the willows, let her move the red luan, I am teasing a few words, so that she is worried in her heart, and she thinks in her dreams, so that she can be worthy of a good match. ”

Yang Lin was very satisfied, took her into his arms, and said with a smile: "Miaozhen baby is so cute, how can I hurt you?" ”

Duan Miaozhen blushed all over her face, her pink cheeks were red, she struggled to turn over from his arms, lay on the ground and raised her head and said, "Miaozhen is yours, Lin Lang can hurt as much as he wants..."

Yang Lin was in high spirits, and just wanted to hold the beautiful woman's shoulders and press down, but through the veil outside, Lu Qian's voice came: "Shaozai, something big has happened in the northwest." ”

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A group of knights escorted Yang Lin to gallop on horseback, and pedestrians on the road avoided one after another.

"Thief bird, splash soldier, this must be done by the birdman of the Western Army!" Yang Lin scolded hatefully: "After all, it is a group of warlords who have a temperament and can't raise a wolf that is not familiar. ”

The guards around him didn't dare to speak, and let him vent his dissatisfaction, but he didn't think so.

In their opinion, how could the Western Army provoke a war after fighting for so long and with countless dead.

Yang Lin made a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect that when he changed history, the history he knew well had already dissipated.

Because the Western army wanted to protect itself and provoked these incidents on the border, the tyrannical Kereh tribe embarked on the road of anti-Liao before the Jurchens.

The civil strife in the Great Liao did not start in the Jurchens in the northeast, but in Mongolia in the northwest.

In this way, Wanyan Aguda will definitely not miss the opportunity, and the Jurchens may also make a move in advance.

The Khitan is like a giant beast riddled with diseases, and it is unknown whether this time it will be a heroic hero to save the peril or finish ahead of schedule.

Yang Lin's greatest reliance, his foresight of the general trend of history, finally ceased to exist.

Mongol... The Jurchens, one is more fierce and cruel than the other, and the other is more brutal and belligerent, if these two goods divide the Great Liao, what will happen to the Song Dynasty...

Yang Lin would rather have a neighbor like the Khitan than the Jurchens and Mongolia as neighbors on the border steppe.

Yelu Yanxi is so cute, Xiao Fengxian is simply a traitor, and these two goods together are simply the patron saint of the Great Song Dynasty.

Replaced by those inhuman beasts of the Wanyan family, God knows how greedy they are for the richness of the Southern Dynasty.

When Zongma came to Mingtang, Cai Jing and the others had been discussing for a long time, and when they saw Yang Lin coming in, everyone had joy on their faces.

"Wen Yuan, why is it late?" Cai Jing said with a smile.

He really has reason to be happy, Liang Shicheng's plan to defeat Yan, or Yang Lin's Western Army, will be used for himself in the future.

Once the war starts, he, the prime minister, can preside over the overall situation and plan how the Great Song Dynasty should respond, and then the credit will become his own.

Yang Lin hugged his fists and said: "A little thing, I delayed my footsteps, I don't know how the northwest battle situation is?" ”

Gao Yu said with some surprise: "I never thought that the Khitan would be so unbeatable, hundreds of thousands of troops fought in Wulianghai, and they were defeated and fled by 70,000 people." I knew this was the case, why bother to enter the New Year's coin every year, and the shame of the abyss would be snowed early. ”

Yang Lin's heart sank suddenly, did these birdmen only know how to pay attention to the weakness of the Khitan, and didn't notice how strong this sudden Mongol army was...

Cai Jing shook his head and said: "Gao Dianshuai's words are too early, even if the Khitan loses millions, there are still people who control the strings, soldiers who are in charge, armoured war horses, and leading generals." On the other hand, 10,000 people died in the Kree Department, which is already a broken muscle. The Khitan, which has strong national strength, will definitely not collapse, and this battle still has to be fought. ”

Gao Yu didn't think so, but he didn't want to argue with Cai Jing, this old thing is now becoming more and more powerful, Gao Yu has a temperament that seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, so he naturally refuses to disagree with him in his heyday: "What the Taishi said makes a lot of sense." ”

Cai Jing was very satisfied with this wall grass, turned his head and asked, "Who does Wen Yuan think we should support?" ”

Yang Lin pondered for a moment, and said in a condensed voice: "If the Kereh people destroy the withering and decaying and beat the Great Liao to the point where they are powerless, we should form an alliance with the Kereh Department and take the opportunity to take Youyan."

If the Great Liao counterattacks and the Kereh Department cannot support it, we should secretly support the Mongols, give them food and supplies, and continue to fight.

If the two sides are deadlocked, we should sit back and watch the losses of both sides, waiting for the fisherman's profits. ”

Cai Jing didn't expect Yang Lin to be this idea, in his opinion, Yang Lin would definitely advocate for the Western Army to participate in the war for the sake of the Western Army under his command, so as to win a greater right to speak, and then he could work with him to take credit and suppress Liang Shicheng.

After all, for Cai Jing today, Liang Shicheng's constraints on him are far greater than Yang Lin's.

If he has the opportunity to suppress any party, he will be willing to take action, and the battle for financial resources makes him addicted to it and can't extricate himself.

The time of Zaifu, who was in charge of power, had already made Cai Jing feel like a fairy, and the taste was dozens or hundreds of times more comfortable than enjoying food, wine, and beauty.

"Wen Yuan, you are in the northwest, don't you have a gentleman's agreement with the Kereh Ministry, if the Khitan makes a move, you will definitely send troops to Your Majesty."

With a move of his eyebrows, Yang Lin secretly scolded: Damn, old thief, what Lao Tzu said at the negotiation table, you are so clear. Send someone to spy on your grandson, and you know it.

scolded in his heart, but Yang Lin spread his hands with a smile and said: "Enxiang, the student has been a gentleman for so long, and it is normal for the Great Song Dynasty not to be a gentleman once in a while." ”

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The grassland was too big, and the Kerebu fought a victory, and then drove the yurt to Wulianghai to escape the wind and snow in Mobei.

The Khitans chased after them for a while, killing the herdsmen of many other tribes along the way, and went back with their heads to ask for merit.

The Khitan court had long been accustomed to the rebellion of the Mongol tribes, and this time it did not attract enough attention from them.

Although there were many people who died, they were all military horses in remote areas, and Xiao Fengxian and others hid Yelu Yanxi from one of them, only saying that there were some small rebellions.

As a result, the Kerebu had plenty of time to replenish itself from Wulianghai and accumulate strength.

At this time in Shangjing, at this moment, the weather is already extremely cold. The sky was covered with snow that looked like powder.

A few Jurchens wearing fur hats sat in the wine house in Shangjing to drink, although Shangjing is not as good as Bianliang, it is already surprisingly prosperous for the Jurchens, even if the weather is cold, the streets and alleys are still crowded with people.

Wanyan Wuqimai took a sip of hot wine, wiped his mouth and said: "The Mongols are in the northwest, and the southerners sell tea, horses, and salt, and they are living a good life. This time, he killed more than 100,000 Khitan troops, and it became more and more beautiful, but it is ridiculous that the Khitan people in Beijing are still so comfortable and comfortable, ignoring the military situation in the northwest. ”

"The leader asked us to go into Beijing to explore the truth and reality, I think it's just such a situation, and there is no use for birds, so it's better to gather the warriors in the clan after going back, and we will also have a good time, try the Khitan dog's catties."

"The Kereb can gather 70,000 men to fight on horseback, and we will only have 2,000 at most!"

Several Jurchens discussed for a long time, and Wanyan Wuqimai slapped his wine glass and said: "What about two thousand people, wolves chase and kill sheep, and never count how many sheep there are. This Khitan has long lost the sharpness of the founding of the country, even if it has a million army, it is only vulnerable. ”

Several Jurchen men around him were all in good spirits, gathered around him, and asked, "Do you want to fight?" Do you want to fight? ”

"The eldest brother asked us to come to Beijing to listen to the reality of the Khitan, seeing that this place is simply a puddle of mud, if not, will they still ride on our heads as a prestige?"