Dali is located in the southwest border, the sense of existence is not high, but the strength should not be underestimated.

The fall of the Tang Dynasty, the predecessor of Dali, Nanzhao, played a big role, and it was a quagmire of war.

The reason for this is just because of the complex terrain and rugged mountain roads, and it has been separated from the rule of the Central Plains Dynasty for a long time and has its own set of Tusi system.

In addition, the people are fierce and very difficult to fight, to be honest, there is Xia Liao in the northwest of the Great Song Dynasty, and Dali does not come to fight the Song Dynasty, which is already very good.

For Da Song, it is indeed a bit unkind to treat Dali like this... Because this country has always been obedient, never invaded, and helped the Great Song Dynasty contain Tibet in the west.

But in the face of national interests, there is no kind statement, and there is a God-given opportunity, Yang Lin really doesn't want to let it go.

At the beginning, Zhao Kuangyin established the Great Song Dynasty, and a military stick defeated 400 military states in the world, and he did not move forward here.

First, it is a new place in Shu, and the people's hearts are not at peace. The veterans of the division are tired, and there is no gap to take advantage of.

Second, the northern enemy is still strong, and the heroes are easy to grow old, and later the founding general has long since died, and the old man is old, let alone fighting Dali.

The blue tile is condensed into the moon, and the red light hangs high.

Zhaode Fang in the eaves heavy pavilion, Junyu carved wall, is magnificent, double lion arch guard in front of the vermilion lacquer gate, brick and stone outside the door are spread all over the ground, flat and neat.

A carriage drove slowly, the body was extremely ordinary, the black frame could not be seen in the material, and the horses pulling the carriage were quite miraculous.

Lu Qian, who was sitting and drinking with Lu Wang in the square in front of the house, moved his ears, raised his eyes and saw that it was this carriage, and let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife with a smile.

Next to him, Lu Wang smiled: "Brought people here again, this is the fourth time this month, right?" Shaozai is also ridiculous, you have to say a few words about him another day, this matter seems to be romantic, but it's not easy to be discovered. Besides, there is no shortage of women around Shaozai, so why bother holding down a princess in distress, which is strange and distressing. ”

Lu Qian immediately refuted: "You thief, you are the most treacherous, why don't you go, why should you let me be scolded." Besides, how can ordinary fat powder compare with the princess of the golden branches and jade leaves, just this identity is worth the risk of Shaozai. ”

"Doesn't this look at your closeness to Shaozai, there are so many good men in the Banzai Camp, Shaozai only looks at you with blue eyes, you are not loyal and bitter, are you worthy of Brother Yang Tong?"

The carriage stopped, and Duan Miaozhen, who was dressed in a black robe, went down and found Yang Lin's study with a familiar car.

As soon as the door opened, he saw a girl lying in his arms, Yang Lin gently patted Rong Niang's buttocks, signaling her to go out first.

Rong Niang lowered her head and walked out, and glanced at it inadvertently, Rao is woman couldn't help but exclaim: There is such a noble and moving woman in the world.

Duan Miaozhen saw that he instructed the concubine to leave, and the discomfort in her heart decreased slightly, so she obediently came over and snuggled into his arms.

Yang Lin's fingers were still sticky, rubbed her with bad intentions, wiped her off quietly, and then picked up a bag from the table and said, "Miaozhen, look at this." ”

Duan Miaozhen looked down, and was immediately frightened, this study was simply the birthplace of her nightmares, and every time she came, there was such terrifying news.

Gao Mingtai, the traitor of Dali Xiangguo, even wanted to surrender, and from her point of view, Da Song had no reason to refuse.

Because Gao Mingtai actually controls Dali. As long as he accepts his surrender, Dali will not have to fight anymore and will be pacified.

Duan Miaozhen was not Yang Lin, she couldn't think of any reason for the Song Dynasty to refuse, and her heart suddenly felt like oil.

Two lines of clear tears slipped down from the white snow cheeks, the brilliance in the bright eyes seemed to be a little dim, the eyebrows frowned lightly, and the pink delicacy piled up the snow, which made people feel extremely distressed.

Yang Lin gently stroked her back and said softly: "Miaozhen, you may think that I am just greedy for your body, so I am running back and forth for your Dali Duan clan." But today, I'll let you know if I, Yang Lin, am really willing to give up everything for you. ”

Duan Miaozhen raised her head in amazement and sobbed: "Lin Lang, you can do it now, Miaozhen is already very grateful." So far, I just ask you to put me back in Dali, so that Miaozhen and her father will die together between Cangshan and Erhai. ”

Yang Lin sighed and said: "Look at you, you always don't believe me, alas, today in the Jade Palace, Your Majesty and Cai Jingjing laughed and cheered, thinking that Dali was about to be pacified." I am the only one who comes out to argue with reason, and the morality between nations is the way of heaven, and if you violate the way of heaven, you will be punished by heaven. Your Majesty was furious, and the court rebuked me, and I came back and bowed down to reflect on myself.

I don't know that accepting Gao Taiming's benefits, what am I doing for the way of heaven, just for my beloved girl. Maybe I'm not a good courtier, and my selfishness trumps my public heart, but I really can't calm myself down. ”

Duan Miaozhen's heart was a little warm, she had already made up her mind to die, she wanted to suffer with her father's royal family, and she could harvest a trace of love when she was dying, which was precious to a young girl.

Yang Lin twisted his wrist and said, "Seeing you tonight, I feel more and more that I can't let you down again." Tonight, I will enter the palace to die, and if Your Majesty agrees, it will be enough, and if I don't agree, I will serve in front of the palace, and it will not be in vain for you and I to love each other. ”

Duan Miaozhen's heart was like thunder and lightning, like spring water falling from the sky, and like flying flowers and sleeping with a hundred miles of pillows.

Yang Lin glared at him, pushed open the door of the study, and walked out of a kind of spirit that was longing for thousands of people!

If you love Lang like this, what is the regret of dying?

A shallow smile appeared on Duan Miaozhen's face, and she walked to Yang Lin's rattan chair, closing her eyes and gently sniffing his taste.

Lin Lang, he is going to die with me, he is going to persuade His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, in case... Is there a 1 in 10,000 chance that Lin Lang can successfully move the emperor and not accept Gao Mingtai.

Duan Miaozhen quickly denied this extremely happy ending, and curled up on this rattan chair, extremely nostalgic...

Buddha, there is true love in the world, why did you let Miaozhen meet before she died?

Yang Lin, who walked out of the study, turned around and went to Yin Qianqian's courtyard, Yin Qianqian took off the crown, pulled the dark clouds in a mess, and was ready to sleep without makeup.

Seeing Yang Lin, he was overjoyed, his eyes moved, and he smiled coquettishly: "Da Lang, why are you here at this time?" ”

"I miss you." Yang Lin spoke sweetly, and said that Yin was shallow and shallow and his heart was full of flowers.

Under the lamp and candle, Yin smiled lightly, and arranged for the maid to prepare a table of neat wine, food, fruits and vegetables, and the pot was full of fragrant mash.

The two of them exchanged glasses, Yang Lin touched her nose, and said with a smile: "I can't drink tonight, there will be big things to do in a while, it is your creation, let me feed you." ”

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine jug, Yin glanced at him lightly, a little embarrassed, squatted lightly in front of his legs, and opened his mouth to receive the wine with a pretty face.

Yang Lin deliberately raised it high, had a very interesting time, and walked into the fragrant mandarin quilt in the brocade tent while eating.