In Bianliang City, the spring rain is dripping, and it is soft as if it can be picked up.

Under the dark sky, the rain gathered on the green bricks of the eaves and flowed down the small ditch.

There are almost no pedestrians on the streets, and from time to time there are a few businessmen in a hurry, braving the rain to find a hotel in the city.

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves, and a hundred and ten knights hurried down the Imperial Street, heading towards the Imperial City.

If there are old residents of Bianliang, they will know that this is a government office from the Duwei Mansion that once silenced Bianliang.

Before arriving at the imperial city, all the knights dismounted and took shelter from the rain in the corridor outside, Yin Muhong wiped the rain from his face, and continued to walk inside in his robe.

In the Chunhe Palace, the burning agarwood exudes repeated aromas, the windows around are all open, and Yang Lin lies on a soft collapse, making a slight snoring sound.

"The official family, the official family..."

Yang Lin heard someone calling himself in a trance, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Yiyi's delicate face, two shallow willow eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, and a smile like a crescent moon, which was very good-looking.

"Lingbao don't be mischievous, I want to sleep when it rains, what's wrong?"

Cai Lingbao sat up straight and said with a smile: "The palace maid said that there is a person named Yin Muhong who wants to see you." ”

Yang Lin lifted the velvet blanket on his body, and felt that it was a little cold, and it was not easy to save up this temperature, so he said: "Let him come in and talk, Xiao Lingbao, you go to stay behind the screen for a while." ”

"Don't." Lingbao rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "I want to warm up in your bed." ”

After saying that, he got in, and this petite body really couldn't be seen.

Yang Lin smiled and dragged the thin velvet blanket, blocking her hair, and then asked the chamberlain to bring Yin Muhong in.

Yin Muhong was drenched, although he had a robe, he had been walking for too long.

He was cold, and when he entered the temple, a warm breeze blew in his face.

The coat was placed outside, and the hair was wet, and the locks were stained on the face, and at a glance, I knew that I had come back from a long journey.

"I've seen the official."

Yang Lin twisted his eyebrows and said: "Why don't you go back and rest and come back, I'm afraid it's going to catch the wind and cold, is there any big deal?" ”

After speaking, he said to the outside: "Bring a towel to Yin Aiqing." ”

Yin Muhong respectfully took the towel handed by the palace maid, symbolically wiped his face, became more comfortable, and said: "Xie Guanjia, this time I went to Hebei and drew an outline near Xiongxian County, and the minister couldn't wait to come and discuss with the official family." ”

Yang Lin frowned and said, "I know, you leave the picture and go back to the house to take a bath to avoid illness." We have worked hard so far, we have surveyed inside and outside, and the Haiyan River is clear, and it is not the time to work hard. Although the establishment of the capital in Xiongxian County is important, it is not in a hurry. ”

Yin Muhong was a little moved in his heart, after the official family ascended the throne, he cherished his courtiers even more.

At the beginning, he called people, but he really split his head and covered his face, and he acted resolutely, and he had to be scolded if he delayed a little.

Yin Muhong secretly guessed that it was because he became the emperor after ascending the throne, but in fact, it was because Jin had been extinguished, and Yang Lin's heart no longer had the pressure that sank like a mountain.

In fact, he has always been a lazy person, but he was forced by the Jurchen Tartars to have to run like a machine that will not stop for more than ten years.

"In that case, the minister will come back tomorrow."

Yin Muhong took out a bamboo tube sealed at both ends from his sleeve, and there was waterproof kraft paper inside. After putting it down, there was an inner servant holding it and putting it on Yang Lin's dragon case, and Yin Muhong retreated.

Yang Lin drove away Yin Muhong, breathed a long sigh of relief, lifted the blanket with a smile, and pulled out the spirit treasure that had been tickling him.

Fortunately, Yin Muhong walked fast, otherwise he would have heard a burst of laughter immediately, and the previous emotion was afraid that it would come to naught.

Halfway through, a small chamberlain chased after him, waving the dust from afar, and said, "Yin Guozhang stays." ”

Yin Muhong looked back and saw that the person who came was the maid in his daughter's courtyard, and he seemed to have vaguely seen it once.

The little chamberlain lowered his voice, "Guozhang, Concubine Niangniang asked the villain to tell you that Niangniang is happy." ”

Yin Muhong was overjoyed, took out a money bag from his sleeve, and said, "I'm bothering you to come to report the good news, this is a little heart." ”

The little chamberlain knew that this could be accepted, so he smiled and put it in his arms and said a few auspicious words.

's own daughter is the first to accompany the current official family, and the official family is a nostalgic person, otherwise he would not have been crowned a concubine.

The rank in the palace, Song and Tang are similar, and the title of concubine, in addition to noble, lady, virtuous, and virtuous, adds a concubine.

Concubine Shu is the number one in the row, and Yin Muhong is only regarded as her daughter who has been with the official family for the longest time, and she has some reasons of her own.

The nature of the Governor's Mansion is special, and the power is too great, so it is impossible to seal too large a rank, so I made up for it with my daughter.

Now that her daughter is pregnant, but the top priority of the Yin family, Yin Muhong rushed home in a hurry.

In the Chunhe Palace, there was already a tactful wail at this time, Yang Lin, the emperor of Great Xia, has been fine recently, and has spread seeds in the palace, and there have been three concubines who are pregnant, namely Concubine Yin Qianqian, Zhaoyi Xu Saiyue and Zhaorong Suina.

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Approaching the sting, Shenyang Mansion is ploughing everywhere, and the smell of turned over soil fills the entire land.

After a busy winter, after settling here, the fertile fields are finally about to start planting.

Most of the people who have migrated here are very happy, and they can't hide their smiles.

When I arrived in Shenyang Mansion, I learned that those alien races had really been subdued, and the Tartars in the distance also began to herd sheep and cattle and farm.

I heard from the soldiers that the leaders of these alien Tartars were all eradicated, and only a few of them tried to oppose our Great Xia, but the whole clan was killed.

Today's Tartars are obedient, and these Han people will not bully them.

As the main ethnic group of the victorious country, and will not humiliate, exploit and oppress the indigenous people in the conquered land, I am afraid that there are only Han people in the whole world.

And this, that's civilization...

Across the Yalu River next to it, the Koreans are indistinguishable.

Cui Hongxu is not a good stubble, and Yang Ziqian is not an easy person.

Today's situation is slightly beginning to tilt like Cui Hongxu's rebels.

Yang Ziqian offended the old gate lords, and he was not popular with the people at the bottom, and the only advantage for him was that he was rich.

He had amassed almost all the wealth that the gate lords had accumulated over several lifetimes, and he could obtain countless blades and armor equipment from the Xia Dynasty. As long as you pay a small amount of money, you can buy the remaining high-quality weapons after disarmament.

These weapons, which were forged to fight with the Jurchen Tartars, were of extraordinary quality.

Yang Ziqian personally took command, reorganized the army, and killed several generals who were afraid of battle.

Slowly, he began to realize that these people were unreliable.

Finally, Yang Ziqian also began to vigorously promote low-level officers, and the gate valve system that had prevailed in Goryeo for hundreds of years completely collapsed in the early stage of this war.