In the Song military camp, a black Humpty Dumpty man, the back molars of the smile were exposed.

Song Jiang rolled his eyes, his expression was exaggerated, and his tone was frivolous: "Hahahaha, if I don't fight him, he won't have the slightest chance." ”

Wang Chaoli nodded and said, "Yes, as long as the news comes, the morale of the Dali army will inevitably collapse." ”

Song Jiang said: "Hurry up and send someone to write to Shaozai, the first step of the battle of Dali that we have formulated in advance is about to be completed, and it is time to start the next plan." ”

The second step is to let the Dali Emperor Duan Zhengchun and the entire royal family, with a steady stream of Song soldiers, kill the strong tribes in Dali, completely abolish the lordship system here, and lay a good foundation for the future reform of the land and return to the stream.

As for the third step, it is to invite the hard-working Dali royal family to go to Bianliang to be a happy rich man.

The Song soldiers retreated ten miles and set up camp on the mountainside on the Lijiang side.

If Gao Taiming crossed the river and attacked, it was estimated that he would be faster, and he could only watch them retreat to the mountain like gods and ghosts retracted into a turtle shell.

In this way, the Song people are already invincible, and Gao Taiming knows that no matter how many people he kills, the situation will not be stable.

For today's plan, the only way to retreat to the Cangshan area, with the still loyal lords, and the Song people and the hateful Dali royal family to fight.

The news that the capital of Dali had been obtained spread all over the army, and the crowd was raging and the morale was greatly boosted.

On the Dali side, hundreds of thousands of soldiers are scattered, all ethnic groups have their own selfishness, and an elite army that resists Tibet has gradually become scattered sand.

When the Dali soldiers and horses began to retreat, the condescending Song army began to pursue with pride.

At this time, in the city of Yangyiba, the level of bloodiness was close to the battlefield, and the Duan clan, who had been suppressed for a long time, was like a mad demon.

This royal family that believes in Buddhism does not have the slightest kindness when it kills people, and it can be seen that the generals of the Western Army are a little numb.

Originally, I was worried that Duan Zhengchun would not be able to kill Gao Mingliang in front of the public, but who knew that he would even cut and stab him, and he would be a good son of the world, and he couldn't see the appearance of a person.

The bald old monks of the Dali royal family are all like killing gods possessed, and almost all the people of the Gao clan do not leave their mouths alive.

The more ruthless the suppression, the more intense the outburst.

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The moon hangs high, and the paper is drunk and golden.

Bianliang City, Zhaode Fang, wax lamps are shining, and spring light is paved; Silk and bamboo orchestra, the song of the warbler, Yang Lin and a few friends have a feast, and Yixing is doubling.

killed a Li Yan, and the official family fined half a year lightly, and then specially sent someone to Yang Mansion to give a jade Ruyi.

How Yang Lin didn't understand that he sent the people's fat and people's ointment that Li Yan had looted to Zhao Ji's inner mansion, and he knew what kind of goods Li Yan was.

And Yang Qing's family, in order to hide this larger-than-sky money for their own spending, actually took on all the notoriety, which is simply touching.

Outsiders don't know that it's boring, but it is Yang Lin's holy family, and he has already arrived in such a field, as if it has the meaning of more than the hidden Liang Shicheng.

Liu Qingshui drank too much, let loose his body, took off his shirt in the hall, and showed his skin whiter and greasy than a woman bare.

Yang Lin cursed secretly, patted Jin'er who was blushing beside him, and said, "You go and make a pot of the best tea I brought back, I ate too much oil today, and I have to scrape my intestines." ”

Jin'er fled and left here, waiting for half the night without bringing tea in.

Yang Lin pointed at Liu Qingshui and said: "People who are about to marry a wife and have children, how can they be so floating." ”

Liu Qingshui put down his wine glass, sighed, and said, "If it weren't for Sister A's life, I really wouldn't want to start a family." ”

Yang Jian and Yang Lin glanced at each other and smiled knowingly, unlike the two of them, this Liu Qingshui is a typical fate.

It is normal for this kind of person to be a little childish, and these people themselves need to constantly drill the camp to have this status.

Yang Jian got up and said: "The hour is not early, our family is different from you, as soon as the gate of the forbidden middle school is closed, the Ministry of Internal Service will not let people in." ”

"Qing Shui up, let's send my brother."

The two of them sent Yang Jian out of the door, waved goodbye, and then returned to the hall.

Yang Lin pretended to be unintentional and asked, "After the imperial concubine moved into Genyue, did she feel more comfortable?" The first few times I saw her look like a vegetarian priest, it was strange to look at it. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Qingshui was in a better mood and said: "When I arrived in Genyue, I was no longer subject to Liang Shicheng, and my sister could often go home to save her relatives, and she was in a much happier mood." ”

Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said, "That's good, that's good." ”

Liu Qingshui folded his arms, lay down on the railing, and asked, "Da Lang, you say that our brothers are so happy, why do you want to marry a wife and have children?" I can't live like this myself, if I have a son..."

Yang Lin chuckled and said, "With a son, you are mature." This time, Lao Tzu went to Jiangnan and worked hard to find his son back, although he traveled through mountains and rivers, he was very happy in his heart. Since ancient times, flesh and blood have been connected, and if there is no son and half a daughter, then what is the meaning of living. ”

The two brothers had a long talk, and at this time a fast horse was galloping from the official road.

The next day, the herald ordered the captain to urge the horse into Bianliang and brought news of the southwest war.

When the news of the war in Dali came, Bianliang boiled again, it turned out that the grievances of the Great Song Dynasty for so long were for the sake of breaking out together.

The good news came one by one, and it had not been long since the destruction of the Western Xia, and the Taimiao dedication was still the talk of the people.

At this time, there was news that the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty had conquered the capital of Dali, although it was not an old enemy like Western Xia, it was enough to make people feel inspired.

Yang Lin, who did this, once again became majestic in the temple, and Zhao Ji smiled with joy.

Shenzong Zhezong was conscientious and diligent in state affairs, but as a result, he also ran into walls everywhere.

He was merry and happy, at ease, bowing, painting, raising flowers, and visiting the garden, and there were great achievements that fell from the sky.

Only the chosen son has such auspiciousness, he is not the Holy Lord of Shenxiao Palace, the Immortal Emperor, who is?

Just above the Golden Palace, Zhao Ji personally gave Yang Lin as the Golden Gate Yuke, rushed to the palace to serve the morning, and the kings and clans had to avoid the road.

Yang Lin repeatedly refused, and only received the first two seals, and as for the prince and the clan to make way for themselves, he insisted on not accepting it.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, Yang Lin went straight to Genyue and found Zhao Ji to say that he had three steps to destroy Dali.

Zhao Ji granted him full authority to deal with this matter, took command of the southwest, and continued to live happily, and now he is sure that Yang Lin is his divine servant, and he does not care about state affairs.

Yang Lin frowned, secretly thinking that it would not be a matter for a long time, but let's finish the current big thing.

After returning home, one after another government orders were issued from Yang Lin's study, and all the roads, armies, and state soldiers and horses in the southwest were moving closer to the border, and a purge that swept Dali was about to begin.

Li Yunniang brought people in, brought a basin of ice cubes, stuffed it into the dark room, wrung out a handkerchief by herself, and stepped forward and said, "Da Lang, I've been tired for a few days, let's have a good rest tonight." ”

Yang Lin took the handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked, "What about Yang Tianle?" ”

"In the courtyard of Mrs. Miaolian, I slept well."

Yang Lin nodded, walked on the woman's plump body with his big hand, and said: "For the sake of state affairs, the master has been absent for three days, you send someone to the ceremonial hotel tonight and call Duan Miaozhen to me, now is the time when she is most grateful to the master, and she will definitely serve her well." When she knows the truth, she can't even think about it. ”